zafirah zainal abidin

Hello,Assalammualaikum and Salam Sejahtera Everyone! I'm Zafirah Zainal Abidin and this is my one and only blog. I kept a part of me in this blog, so preety please, handle it with care. 


I will turn 22 this 13 april, wishing and praying that everything goes well, and i may celebrate it with my family and friends. InsyaALLAH.:). I'm a degree student and currently i'm studying in Unisel Shah alam, A place where everyone meets everyone.

It's a small world here! My parents had been great and the best idol for me now till internity. I look up to my sister a lot, she had been the best example for me. I learned that, you are nothing without education, education is for the rest of your life. 



I love to have new friends, but a true friend is hard to find. Yet, i'm taking chances to know new people and could share the same interest as mine. I have a big heart filled with love, and i'll keep it safe where it is close with me. I tend to be hyper at some times, i'm a cheerfull person, happy go lucky is me! Eventhough when i'm sorrow, filled with dry tears. Deep down i know there is some one who cares.:)

MY "LUCKY" TICKET

My my, what a precious ticket i've got. My my, lucky me lucky me, soon the ticket would arrived home with payments! Now what would you do if your parents asked? Maybe A.i've got if rom ''my momma'' the song by BEP, or maybe B. i didn't know how the ticket got into my bag, maybe someone is following me? Like those action movies.


Now i'm feelin so fly like a G6! Enough with this imagination, it was a sunny day on tuesday, i was getting ready for my class, which starts at 2.30. p.m. I was so busy i didn't realise it was 2, and i'm still at home in Kuala Lumpur! I run like the lion in the jungle, then straight to my car. Driving like it was no one's business, like the road was mine.


Right after the 1'st toll, the so scary policeman awaits for my car to que in. "Do you know how fast your car goes? it's 110.and the maximum should be 80. Where are you going anways? With a sad poppy eyes, i answered "i'm sorry sir, i didn't realise how fast the car goes. I was late for my class.''and he replied back. "well,i'm sorry,here is your ticket.have a nice day''.

Whattt just happened? didn't my poppy eyes worked? or is there something in my eyes? Now,how would i have a nice day with tickets in my bag. I was so sad that i drove the car while listening to "you took my heart away" by Micheal learns To Rock. Well, i've learn my lessons for today,but not for tomorrow or the day after tommorow. Sorry Mr.policeman with scary mustage, you didn't win my heart.

New Radicals - You Get What You Give (Original)

MY NEW SONG FOR TONIGHT!

hello you. yes you.my new chapter.

New chapter, new life, new friends and new love. No, not a steady boyfriend for now but new love in studying, new love in making what's impossible to possible and new love in being the teenage girl full of spirit!


You, yes you. would you like to be friends with me? i promise that i would keep you forever in my heart. Oh wow, readers don't go. I promise i'll be good. I'm being hyper active now because my new determination would be happy go lucky even though my heart was ripped into pieces.


Why? because i want to show to people that i am strong, that i am different from others and that's unique.I love being unique in a lot of way. In the way i bring myself out and in the way i play my role as the cool girl with a happy heart.


 Wouldn't it be nice to be known as the girl with  a smile on her face rather than the girl with a bulldog face? Now, that would be tragic wouldn't it? so i'm giving it a try. I'm going to adapt it in my everyday life and i know that i'll be loving it.

Never look back

2010 had been a hectic year for me. I had been through a lot of drama, a lot of stressed and a lot of tentions. As a 21 year old, i still acted liked a little girl looking for her lost teddy bear. I'm lost, i didn't know what i wanted and what i needed, i didn't know what's right and what's wrong, what's true and false.

I didn't know who i should turned to. Yes, i may had a lot of friends. Yet, they didn't understand me. They don't feel what i feel and they don't know how it feels like to be left alone. My good friend who i've treated like a sister, who i loved for and who i cared when she was down and when she's lost, i was there for her.

All i ever wanted was to be appreciated, to be loved as a friend. To be remembered as a friend, i would never asked for more because i know that would be too much.