Love, Mya Amyra.: 2011

16 November 2011

15 November 2011

Our not-so-annual-dinner

Ouh Assalamualaikum peeps.

Since its the last week of school term

we decided to have a makan makan together

just us, foods and movie

i didnt really (entirely) interested with the movie bcoz its so not ma type of muvie

but having these guys awwwhh such a great way to end the term!

while preparing the food to EATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT .

JAMUAN AKHIR TAHUN 4 IBNU SINA 2011

Venue: Kelas 4 Ibnu SIna

Date: 13 November 2011 / Sunday

Time: 8.30 pm

zeera :)

MENUS FOR THE DINNER

Main: Nasi Goreng Pattaya Special Pacik Hairuddin (bapak umi chaierah), Kebab Versi Pacik Maskan (bapak Aten Zira)

Dessert: Chocolate Sponge Cake by Hasna, Batik Traditional Cake originals by Syera Is, Nadh's Kitchen Cocktail.

Drinks: Watermelon Juice, kot? haaha

atas tu zira. tudung putih ziha. kuning wani. hitam yang comel tu Hasna :)

tudung hitam tu Hanis, my only bestfriend forever

heehe. =..='

Nadh's Kitchen Cocktail.

erk :P

huaaaaaaa. inila Umi :) Shes one in a million.

operation XXX. bukak movie. haaha

Umi n Wani.

cube tengok muke aku. mcm haiwan peliharaan =..='

keji sgt perangai

the main menu :D

aha ha

Movie time :D

Sepanjang 4 tahun aku duduk kat sekolah ni, i think, 4 IS kelas yang paling akuuu sayyang

sebab diorang selalu ade bile aku ade problem. diorang yang pujuk aku bile aku menangis.

Diorang yang banyak tegur aku kalau aku silap langkah. :')

Aku harap hubungan kita takkan putus walaupan tahun depan aku dah takde :)

thanx for all of the concern. n kenangan yang korang beri pada aku.

KORANG is the bestt !!!!!

12 November 2011

the most important thing to learn is to learn about yourself

"Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else."

~ Judy Garland

And from that, i try to be myself.

be the person who love herself very much more than anything in the world.

because..

You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.

I don’t know any other way.

How are you going to shut-out all the hate against you if you don’t love yourself? How are you going to spend millions of hours alone improving yourself and your craft if you don’t love yourself? How are you going to take constant rejection over and over if you don’t love yourself? How the hell are you going to even genuinely smile if you don’t love yourself?!

I don’t know how the people who hate themselves get anything done in this world. Maybe they have magical unicorns in their backyards that grant their every wish or something. haaha

even doctors have to believe herself to save a baby from the moms womb

even spiderman have to put the love in himself to save a girl he love the most, Mary Jane.

even a fabulous cook have to love himself before the people could fell in love with his food.

because..

"Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it."

i found so many people who tries to be a person he not. he tries to be someone and forget about who he really was and thus, making himself a 'second-version' of himself. He who trims himself to suit everyone will soon whittle himself away.

Wherever you go, go with all your heart.

do it with all of your heart. love it with all of your heart. it will teach you how to be yourself. because the most important thing to learn is to learn about the world inside u.

if u make a mistake! look back.

look to the older u before !

You compare yourself to models and supermodels?

Why? When they are not you?

You compare yourself to princes and princesses?

Why? When they are not you?

You compare yourself to the materially rich and privileged?

Why? When they are not you?

The only person you should be comparing yourself to is the person you were yesterday.

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

It seems that in everything you do people want to categorize you, to label you.

You can’t just be a dancer; you must either be a ballet dancer, a contemporary dancer, a hip-hop dancer… a popper or a locker. You can’t just be a writer; you must either be a fiction writer, a non-fiction writer, a historical fiction writer, or a romance non-fiction writer. And you can’t just be a designer; you must either be a graphic designer, a fashion designer, a front-end website designer, or a back-end website designer.

It’s atrocious isn’t it?! So many ways to limit ourselves. So many ways for us to lock ourselves in tiny boxes with no room to breath let alone move and create something wonderful.

Sigh.

Never categorize yourself, don’t limit your potential.

Wonder does not live in the being who labels themselves.

"Try to discover the road to success

And you'll seek but never find,

But blaze your own path

And the road to success

Will trail right behind."

~ Robert Brault

Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself.

Do not lose courage in considering your own imperfections but instantly set about remedying them — every day begin the task anew.

Whatever your task, begin every single day as if it’s your first day battling this task ahead of you. Don’t tell yourself that you’ve done it for however many days now so maybe just for today you can relax. No! Begin every day anew. Every day is your first day.

And remember, be patient. You will fail… more than once. Be patient.

my dear,

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

Tragedies happen. What are you gonna do, give up? Quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks, you got to fight like hell to make sure you’re still alive. Because you are. And that pain you feel? That’s life. The confusion and fear? That’s there to remind you, that somewhere out there is something better, and that something is worth fighting for.