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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: Goodbye!
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Sunday, September 18, 2011. Leaving is always hard, especially when you have nothing as a force drive to make you flee the country. I have nothing in this house to fiddle with either. So why am I feeling this way? I’m going to be alone every day all the same, minding my own business. But if I didn’t make a little sacrifice, I wouldn’t have a story to tell, would I? I look forwa...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: of bridal makeup and whatnot.
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Tuesday, September 27, 2011. Of bridal makeup and whatnot. This is all my opinion. Four years ago, I was exposed to the colorful world of bridal and runway makeup. I saw beforehand how the backstage people in the Malaysian community worked, their tips and tricks, and of course, the drama. But to hell with the drama, let’s talk about the bridal makeup in general. I even said thi...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: February 2010
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Friday, February 19, 2010. I’m not sure what got into me. Perhaps it was the chilly yet crisp air of Medina’s morning, or maybe it was the ambiance in general, but as I sat there in the Nabawi Mosque, waiting for the Fajr prayer, I come to a conclusion. God really doesn’t give me what I want, but He always gives me what I need. I remember how I wanted to go to this boarding sch...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: April 2010
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Wednesday, April 28, 2010. The world that I see, is sweeter than in my dreams. Sometimes, I woke up from my deep slumber and said,. 8220;Boo it’s just a dream let my cry a river let me cry at the corner—”. Sometimes, I woke up from my sleep with extremely wide eyes and gasped,. 8220;Whoa it’s just a dream! Shufti dunya, a7la min al7alimti bih. I really love my brain). Really, n...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: Disciplining Yourself
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Wednesday, September 21, 2011. There are quite a lot of things that I find odd in this world (because well, I am normal and all of you are odd HAHAHA T T). And one of those is, doing something to improve your condition. By that I mean swallowing medicine. How are you going to get better if you can’t even do that? It is for your own sake after all. I won’t be good at the A...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: September 2011
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Wednesday, September 28, 2011. Then there’s the unconventional beauty that fashion designers always search for, those models with simple flaws that could attract mixed opinions. Yet they all couldn’t help but agree that they are gorgeous in their own artistic way, intriguing and downright interesting. The features, I mean. I can’t vouch for the western standard of beauty,...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: dot dot dot
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Monday, September 12, 2011. So I’ve been thinking, why do we always try to take their feelings into consideration, but they never return it quite the same? Why do we always watch what we say, but they easily talk trash about us in front of our face? And if we voice our discontentment? The world would be a better place if people aren’t as selfish, would it? Welcome to my blog!
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: May 2010
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Monday, May 31, 2010. Quite hard to imagine that the country isn’t that far from where I am. Miles from here, people are being attacked, killed…not only did they barely manage to stand up after the previous attack, Israel decided it wasn’t enough, and attack those who lend a hand as well. As mentioned by Queen Rania of Jordan:. How are we going to help them overcome this? You c...
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: December 2009
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Due to my overexcitement, I decided to post a new entry on New Year’s Eve instead. :D. 1431 has been good so far, and here’s hoping that 2010 will be blessed by Allah as well. In my honest opinion, out of all the years I have lived in this world, 2009 is by far, the greatest year for me, and that’s because of the following…. I MOVE TO SAUDI ARABIA.
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H.A.R.Z.E.Q: Smile smile smile~ :D
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H is for me, A is my dad. R is his too, while Z is my mom. What is E, and what is Q? Well, nothing really. It just sounded cool. Tuesday, September 27, 2011. Smile smile smile :D. It just occurs to me that even though I’m not as miserable as I once was years ago, my face still looks pretty darn gloomy, as if there are a handful of angry clouds on top of me. I do used to have that kind of problem (with the world and the human race) but life’s too precious to worry about that. But that’s such a rare ...
