About Me

If you have no idea who am I, then you are in the right page.

I am reluctant to give you my name (yes, I know it is somewhere around the blog) and my age, but I tell you this, I am in my teens and I am a Muslim girl who constantly tries to understand the world. This blog originally have four authors, which are my very best friends when I was in sixth grade. We called ourselves the “Eureka Seekers.” It’s our little group at school and at that time, each person had their own little group and interestingly, we’re the only ones left without a group. So, that’s kind of how it’s started. At that time, I have no idea about race and ethnicity and all those segregation and racist stuff yet.

I don’t remember if I told you guys about the people in my group, but I am going to write it anyway. Fatin, I think, was the shortest one in a group, but never judge her physical appearances. She was someone who was full of knowledge and someone who tries her best to make everybody love her. I remember who she always asked me if I am her friend. Sometimes I think she worried too much, but I have to remind myself better safe than sorry. Safiyah have drawing skills that I would love to have. She draws beautiful anime and I vaguely remember how she wanted to be a director. One of the things that are not so good for her was that she rarely came to school, but I don’t really care about that because to me, she was the happiest in our group. Izzati was my very best friend. She was a little bit of a loner and a pariah when I first attended that school, but I pick her as a friend because we had things in common like we both could talk freely in English and Malay. She loves to imagine things and we both love to play imagining games at that age even though we had outgrown them.

 After sixth grade, we change schools. Izzati and me went to the same school at our neighborhood while Safiyah and Fatin went to a different school. We kept in touch from time to time, but not frequently. When high school started in our lives, the number of post had been dwindling. Safiyah never wrote any post before. Fatin and Izzati were the ones who post from time to time and as PMR is dawning, nobody writes anymore.

So that’s how it became to me.

This blog was not much, but it is one of things that I certainly like to do most. Even though I don’t write every day, I feel the anticipation in my bones every time I click on the new post button. I love to write to the people. I love to see their faces when I am telling my story, but my family rarely listens to my stories. So, I write to you guys even though there are so few followers, but hey, at least I have some. Anyway, to the people of the world who reads my blog, thank you. Thank you for reading my blog that has no theme or whatsoever. Just thank you.

Hmm…so here are some little tiny things about me if you want to read more.

• ·         I love Owl City music, mostly “Fireflies” although I didn’t sing it, I listen it.
• ·         I had a bond between books. I don’t think I could go on with a day without reading a book.

• ·         I draw sometimes, even though it looks like crap to my eyes, but precious in some other people eyes.
• ·         I am the eldest in my family. I have other three siblings that are young and playful.
• ·         I love my bed.
• ·         I lived at Denver, CO in 2011 until 2013.
• ·         I love chocolate.
• ·         I am allergic to dust.
• ·         I watched Markiplier and Cinema Sins when I have no idea what to do.

I know there’s more , but really this what I could really think of. Anyway, whoever had been reading my blogs all this years, thank you for your support. I love you guys.