…the small world of little ms.sunshine…

addict (with the meaning of "delivered, devoted") was in 1529 and comes from Latin addictus, pp. of addicere ("deliver, yield, devote," from ad-, "to" + dicere, "say, declare").^[1]
Addiction was a term used to describe a devotion, attachment, dedication, inclination, etc.

hmmm…devotion, attachment, dedication, inclination…somehow i can relate to every single word!!!…in every little way…i am AN ADDICT!…to what?who?when?where? and why?…what?L.O.V.E…who?my family,husband and close friends…when?where?anytime,everywhere!…but WHY????….that, I DON’T HAVE A CLUE!!!!god damn it i JUST DO!…

…addicts…aren’t we all?…

thank you Allah s.w.t., for I am blessed…

a’kum and a very good day to all…from all walks of life…

2 years have passed since my last note…damn…wonder what the hell i’ve been up to last year???….hmmm…lets see…(in order of appearance)
1) dec ‘06 - quit my job @ astro
2) jan ‘07 - moved to another state called malacca
3) mar ‘07 - shifted to seremban (for 2 months) - worked there for 2 months
4) may ‘07 - almost lost a 5yr relationship due to ‘avoidable’ circumstances
5) may ‘07 - shifted back to malacca
6) june ‘07 - got myself a job in kl - shifted back to kl
7) july - nov ‘07 - non-stop roller coaster rides to never-neverland
dec ‘07 - got married

wow…i can’t say its been the most interesting year ever..but then i think 2007 was the year that god just wanted to say to me "jeehan, wake up! pray,damn it!count your blessings…change what you think needs changing…and accept the things (good or bad) that i have or shall give you…"…nice…

sadly, throughout that most memorable year…i’ve almost lost everything: sanity, money, time, courage, strength, dignity…and most importantly, family and friends…

to all, truly accept my deepest apology…for the words and things that i have or have not said and done… thank you for showing me what ‘life’ means to me…

always believe: for things to change, I MUST CHANGE 1ST!

to my dear cascorio brothers and sisters…god bless..love you always…and thank you…

yours sincerely,
noorjeehan mohamed

man, i can’t believe its already september..esok dah puasa..a whole month of purity, prayers, extreme control of word vommit and gossip floods…and then comes raya…a whole month forgiving each other..extreme control of weight and no more duit raya…what have i gained/lost for the past year?lots i shall say…good & bad…towards family, bosses @ work, frens, my dear rooskters…jeez its gettin scary…oh well, i might as well take this opportunity to ask god all the forgiveness i can ask for…hey, why not?

my first blog…hmmm…oh well..here we go..

of all the things that i have brought with me throughout my life, the one thing i can never leave behind is the presence of my father..in my mind, my heart, and soul…ppl say u’ll grow out of it…u don’t need ur parent/parents as much as u did before…ur expected to learn the tru beauty/beast of life on ur own…coz sooner or later they will go, whether u like it or not…the thing is…is it really true?i tot i was..until lately, my daddy-o decided to get into conversations of which all his sentences began with "If anything happens to me (clearly a euphamism of IF I DIE….)"…hmmm…then it came clear to me that i was not ready…and i will never be really prepared…to be on my own…but as i try to move along with my daily life tyring to BE PREPARED…all i keep telling myself is : no matter how much u dread hearing another word of advice/lecture/n at most times, nags…no matter how much u hate the ways they tell u how to rule ur life…its never too late to tell them how much they mean to u…as they say "u don’t know what u’ve got till it’s gone"…