i know who you are

It was Kak Anis' akad nikah yesterday. I do not wish to elaborate more on my misfortune because I want to try to keep the memory of yesterday as happy as it should be. It's not fair that somebody had to ruin the couple's special day by stealing other people's phone. We've more or less figured out who stole it but of course we're not going to reveal it. It's so silly...I mean,here we are,a bunch of legally trained people, and you think you can get away with it so easily?Even if we don't take the matter to the police, we still know who did it. It's just sad that we can't do too much as it might hurt a lot of feelings along the way. The way I look at it - I thank that person for making me closer to God, for making me realize how sometimes I tend to forget Him. I am humbled by the incident. Life is a cycle. You took something from me, someday God will take something from you. Hopefully you will be able to handle it.

And I've got to be extra careful with what I share here. I couldn't believe it myself but I've got a feeling that people may use this space as a way to gather information and then commit a crime. It's scary that you can't even trust your readers. I honestly believe that I have a bunch of educated, ingat Tuhan readers. Tapi for as long as this space is not private, I guess I'll never know. So, this is a reminder to everyone too. Just be careful. Do not trust your friends, your friends' friends, your sister's friends, your friends' family, your friends' in-laws' family, your boyfriend's friends, almost everybody lah. Especially with your belongings.

I've always said that I don't think I need to justify why I do certain things in a certain way in my life. Like why I always laugh with my best friends even when the situation's not funny, why we speak in a weird language. I was made to realize that it may seem perfectly normal to us but strangers might be offended or look at our actions in a different light. Look. We've been friends since forever. Ok. FOREVER. Since we were babies. And not just us girls, but ALL of us. Our parents, our siblings, boys and girls. When we say we're like a big huge family, we really are a family. We fight like siblings, merajuk like siblings, kutuk each other like siblings, show off to each other just like siblings. So if we laugh at Kak Tini's sister for example, her future husband tak perlu lah nak rasa offended lebih-lebih ke apa because you don't know us, and you're not part of us, yet. It could be an inside joke, something we've shared since forever...yes, it is mengutuk, but we're family. And nobody cared about it until now. Most of the time, we make fun of each other or ourselves. Jangan perasan please.

Sigh. Oh well, life goes on. My family is the best. My ultimate support system. I can count on them to make me happy. I'm glad I was well brought up by my parents. I'm glad my parents have taught me not to steal, and to earn every single thing that I desire. I'm glad my family is not dysfunctional. They taught me patience. Because of them, I'm still as happy as a bird today. Thank you. I love them to bits. I'm so sorry that your family is screwed up, that's why you are who you are today. :)