Precious!

To own something I adore make me feel the pure happiness that last for a moment.
But by owning something,
that I adore and received from someone
I Love is a feeling that I cant control
that last as long as the earth stays in the Universe!
(Okay, it sounds so cheesy but oh well! that's what blog does)

Sorry for my English and will try to improve in the near future

Bracelets: Pandora

Morano glass: Pandora & Hawa Gazalli

Xoxo,

T. Nabylla

Who am I?

I am a lady who dream about being somebody,

I am a lady who imagine myself being at the top,

I am a lady who always fail to fall at the right time and at the right guy,

I am a lady who never satisfied with what I already achieved, 

I am a lady who nobody care about,

I am a lady who never good enough for everybody,

I am a lady who prefer to take the road not taken,

I am a lady who will never be good enough to be a lady.

I am a tough, complicated and complex individual to deal with.

I am who I am.
I deserve to be this hectic individual since there is no other individual like I am.
Yet.

Spice Up

   سْــــــــــــــمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمَنِالرَّحِيْـــــم

hello earthlings!
fuhh fuhhh.... Swoosh...Swoosh!
Now its clean from the spider web who
build their kingdom in this blog.
Okay! Lets Begin!

It has been for almost 1000 years since I last post my random thoughts.

Since then, everything has changed. Literally.

But what can I do, people change constantly even

when they said they dont. 

What I should do?

I guess moving on and bear with it might help.

Anyways, it was my birthday few weeks ago.

To be exact, 1 month ago. Yup!! My sweet 20th Birthday! 

Okay, where to begin this? Lets begin with...

Once upon a time, 

there was two parents-to-be waited patiently on the 24th September 1993, their first child. 

Yadaa-Yadaa-Yadaa! And then, the awesome Tasha-Nabylla was born! With dark brown hair and

a pair of dark brown eyes, twinkle and laugh with joy! Handled with care and tender by 

the lovely mom and dad and being raised until today with a sticker stuck in my butt (not literally) 

"handle with care". 

On the night before my birthday which (I guess) around 11.55pm, 23rd Sept 2013,

my dad kissed me and said "Tonight I'm kissing my pretty teenager's daughter" 

and on my birthday when the clock strikes 12.00 am,

my dad came and kiss me again. 

This time he said,"And tonight, I kissed my beautiful young lady who become an adult today". 

Want to know what was my reaction? (please say yess) 

I stood there in my bed and cried. 

I cant hold this feeling back because we had an arguments before and we did not really 

talk for a few days till the night he said sweet things to me 

(my dad is so sweet and romantic. Once in a blue moon i guess)

 and when he talked, he said good things to me despise the argument we had before 

(are u confuse with my words? If yes, Im sorry since I am not good in writing.

But if you understand what I have been mumbling about, you are so genius!).

To conclude, I had the best 20 years old Birthday Celebration. And what make it a best part? 

I celebrated it with my unbiological sister, Mondina Basalamah 

( I love her like a fat boy love his ice cream) at Shangri-La Hotel Jakarta (every birthday).

Yes! i received numerous of presents! 

Te quiero y eres mi mundo ♥

To love you is the easiest job to do,

To make you happy is the most favorite duty i shall say,

To own you is my greatest wish,

To be with you is one of the 7 wonders in the world,

To forget you is a very difficult job for me to perform,

But, you will never realize this,

I am just another shadow,

I am just another new kid in town,

I am just another random girl,

I am nobody in your life,

I am the girl that has no place somewhere in your heart.

I wish my eyes could speak,

I wish the wind whisper how much you meant to me,

I wish the stars twinkled these feelings to you,

I wish and it is only a wish,

And I wish u knew this.

P/s: you don’t' know how long I’ve been keeping this feelings and every time I’m with you, I feel safe and extremely happy :) HB

My Maddness

Love  is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, and it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being INLOVE, which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

                                                                                                            TNSB

  

This is me :)

I don’t have amazing figure or a flat stomach.

I’m very far from considering as a model but what can I do?

That’s ME (:

I eat food.

I have curves.

I have more fat than I should.

I have scars, which I also called them as my adventure marks,

This is because I have my own stories and history.

Some people love me, some people like me and some hate me.

I never said I was an angel.

I never said I was a demon.

I have done good and I have done bad.

I am a blind girl in terms of fashions and sometimes or basically most of the time  I go without makeup.

I rarely do my hair and I wear scarf like an old lady.

I am random.

I am loud.

I am crazy.

I am who I am, you can leave me or love me (:

I won’t change because you hate me but I’ll change because you love me.

And I make no apologies regarding the way I am and thats FULLSTOP

Hello ;)

Hakuna Matata

"NEVER FORGET WHO YOU ARE"

Miyyo Azman

                                                                                                                   سْــــــــــــــمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمَنِالرَّحِيْـــــم
Today I just found out how noob I am for not knowing this Miyyo guy . I was like who is that Miyyo guy and my friends told me that he's famous . Wow , really? and I also realize everybody knows him but me .i found him super duper  incredibly cute (just to be exaggerated) but if he is in the model competition with Justin Bieber , Zayn Malik , Harry Styles and Logan Lerman . Kalah  Nyahhh. I still can't find out why people love hate him?  And how come he's trading in twitter this evening. Okay! just let it be(even tho I'm jumping dying inside to know) . I adore his eyes braveness for still being strong to face all the things that i just can't figure it out. Btw, if you,Miyyo Azman, reading this blog (don't dream lah sisterrr) i just wanna say that i love your picture! *screaming* 




p/s : please on your twitterrrrrrrrrrr

Paris

Let's imagine this,

I'm currently in my term of beautiful city called, Paris. 

Walking through the streets and staring at the Eiffel Tower,

Eating some delicious fine chocolates and cotton candy ,

That is as fluffy as something that I can't imagine,

As it melting in my mouth ,

I see children playing with  colourful balloons and singing happily without knowing any fear ,

Watching the crowds rushing to their destination,

The photographer who was standing across is capturing the perfect angle for his masterpiece,

As I see the bright sky,

I see a group of birds flying freely,

How i wish i can fly,

I wish I know what will happen next,

Enjoying the piece of life that are left unknown,

Left to be mystery,

Left to be solved,

Left to be filled and colour and make some changes,

I pull my self together and start making some history,

Meeting new people,

Spread some love,

To have some stories,

A story to tell when I'm old,

A story to share with my loves one ,

To find the real meaning of Life .

-TNSB-

p/s: My close friends knows how much i'd love to go there and I don't know how many times did we planned to go there for vacation and even dreamt to go there for honeymoon.

Hi !

olla!!! just to say hi to my old blog =) ngeee

QUNUTTTT

why?!

why you pretend like we never met or even become a best friend?

is it because you think you too cool or better than me?

 u want to know something ?
i'm cooler than you!!

thats for sure!

sumpah aku jealous ngan  kau but NOW i dont even care anymore..

when i CALL , you never even try to answer

when i YM you when you're online , you even set to offline

when i post "Hi Sahabat" at your FB , you not give an effort to reply..

why?

why?

why?

did i do something wrong?

im sorry if my word slice your heart in zillion pieces..
those day where we always hangout together,laugh together and even share our dirty little secrets together..where time envy us..but now , everything changes..
i sad when this thing happen coz we , ourselves ,  let this thing happen..let time pass by..
sometimes i wondering..either me or you who have such problem..
coz when i ask one of our friends ..they said you a lil bit moody..
please control yourself..
you said you jealous at me because of my english....but you dont know that i'm jealous at you because you good at numbers..


now i feel mix up with all kind of feelings
angry because u ignore me..
sad because when you saw me "eye-to-eye" you just make DAMN FUCKING FAKE smile
maybe because im not wearing tudung??
HAPPY because i don't need to save your phone number or ym and i already accept that i no longger have a FUCKING PATHETIC friend like you =D
btw i want you to know that im not INDONESIAN asshole..
I AM MALAYSIAN with too many kind of races FLOW in my RED BLOOD =)
thank you dummies..
btw you must read : DUMMIES for DUMB friend  or DUMMIES for PATHETIC friend

" it is not about the beggining,it'll always about the end  "