tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84199832011-04-21T13:30:21.893-07:00zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1125231572976810732005-08-28T22:24:00.000-07:002005-08-28T05:19:33.006-07:00Its simply an awesome experience..I just can't get enough of horserding..can I??this is one activity that I will definitely miss when I leave Australia...I'm not sure myself..is it the love for horses, the thrill of riding or the scenery that i viewed as I rode...It was a white horse that i rode yesterday...not a stallion though but a nice and gentle graceful Gracie...Gracie it was for me yesterday..was looking forward to riding Teddy...but without much luck..he's out..so Gracie it is for me...<br /><br />The weather was awesome apart from the few droplet that i experienced...those were the few droplets that has me stuck with the hideous looking raincoat as I ride...talking about looking good while riding (like the mcleod's daughters)..I guess not much huh!!!not with the ugly blue raincoat on me...<br /><br />All in all it was a very pleasant day..apart from the long and tiring train ride to Nerang and not forgetting the odd human beings that were in the train with us...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-112523157297681073?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1123484278536281322005-08-09T10:15:00.000-07:002005-08-08T17:10:58.656-07:00Life is always unpredictable...you could be planning one thing and execute another.So why bother to plan isn't it...a wonder...is it really beneficial and vital to plan our life and give it a structure to its utmost detail...<br />For instance, my presence in the land of downunder caught me by surprise till this very day...never did I thought that I could actually be here to accomplish my dreams...I mean i always plan to come but after the very long wait and facing tremendous obstacles...I gave up.Little did I know what wonders ALLAH swt. has given me...I finally got the chance to come to pursue my dreams...and not only that, being married to the man I love before I pursue my studies...its like a double joy...I can't thank Allah enough of what he has done.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-112348427853628132?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1123374959465086562005-08-07T10:40:00.000-07:002005-08-06T17:35:59.470-07:00I'm back again...ya...drats!!i could say that..try as hard to fall in love with this place...but in just couldn't...why??I'm searching for the answers myself...maybe i would miss it when i leave at the end of the year...miss my dear hubby so much..hate this feeling...and my subjects this semester just simply add further gloom to my life here...cant seem to start studying..to get back to the usual regime of studying, revising...finishing my weekly worksheets and stuff...boy!!!do i just have to hang in there...<br /><br />talked to my mom yesterday...to asked about kitty...miss her so much...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-112337495946508656?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1119323268838929842005-06-21T13:07:00.000-07:002005-06-20T20:07:48.846-07:00I am just hanging there...my last paper which is tomorrow...can't wait for it to be over but at the same time..I don't want it to end..cause i have heaps of reading mand memorizing to do..not too sure if my brain could contain all the information..I just have to pray hard..to let the info. just hang in there till tomorrow..after which it can all disappear for all I care...<br /><br />I can't wait to go home..seriously..just can't wait..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-111932326883892984?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1119008988127709232005-06-17T04:47:00.000-07:002005-06-17T04:49:48.126-07:00I miss home so much...not the country..just home basically..what constitute a home..is ot the land that you are stepping on...I am not too sure about that...I miss my husband, family and friends...my cats...awwwwww!!!!!!!!!!i wanna go home so badly....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-111900898812770923?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1119008766458335942005-06-17T04:40:00.000-07:002005-06-17T04:46:06.463-07:00I'm smothered by my books...no wait..not forgetting..tonnes and tonnes of papers..ya they are my lecture notes. Can't wait for all these to be over which is by next wednesday..afterwhich I'm off on SQ airplane to fly back home..Time seems to be crawling by isn't it when you are wishing hard for it to pass by quickly..<br /><br />I have a paper tomorrow..thats my 3rd out of 4..almost half the battle gone..why almost half??cause my 4th paper is gonna be tough...cause there's heaps of reading to do ..yeah heaps of it..<br />well I just gotta perservere on..come on just a few more days..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-111900876645833594?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1107784606692453112005-02-08T21:58:00.000-08:002005-02-07T05:56:46.693-08:00What is it like to be a shadow... <br />can we experience it? <br />or was it the power of the mind that tells u that you are one <br />Difficult it seems to be a happy shadow <br />For most shadows are sad souls <br />Unwanted, discarded, excluded <br />Are emotions that surrounds a soul called a shadow... <br />Level of importance and gratefulness fell to an utmost low of a degree <br />Do I still want to a shadow then... <br />Those black blurry figure that fills the backseat quite often <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110778460669245311?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1107755594948966272005-02-07T14:01:00.000-08:002005-02-06T21:53:14.946-08:00Dreams <br />An illusion of mind <br />Always sceptical of its defination <br /> <br />However definations can be altered <br />according to various lives it sat upon <br />One must strongly believe that its out there <br />Patiently awaits <br />The retrieval by various individual <br /> <br />Only then can dreams be altered to reality <br />After we succumbs to continuous persisitence, perserverence and strong belief in achieving <br />Those dreams that once seems to be an illusion and yet so far beyond our reach <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110775559494896627?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1107690569933684012005-02-06T03:38:00.000-08:002005-02-06T03:49:29.933-08:00Completing a puzzle, <br />needing time to complete <br />somewhat like life <br />needing time as well <br />to fit the pieces of jigsaw together <br />making life more meaninful... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110769056993368401?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1105842929893544902005-01-15T18:12:00.000-08:002005-01-15T18:35:29.893-08:00Shall we dance? a movie I watched. It was entertaining as it washed away the stress and whatever that comes with it far away from one's mind...I wonder if its just a movie that i catch or the fact that I was out enjoying myself that washed the stress away..making it momentarily care-free.Its a sign wasn't it that I should do more of this unwinding activities in future. One should learn to cast problems aside and enjoy life isn't it. Life that god has given us is actually beautiful... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110584292989354490?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1105841054024915762005-01-15T18:00:00.000-08:002005-01-15T18:37:32.140-08:00Purify the lips with the language of love <br />Restricting harsh words from circling one's lips <br />Empowering love in the heart and soul <br />Happiness and contentment shall then precede... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110584105402491576?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1105031152057261352005-01-06T08:52:00.000-08:002005-01-06T09:05:52.056-08:00as i proceed on my jouney of life <br />a struggle it seems, or was it not <br />the plight of others around me i wonder <br />is it for better or for worse <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-110503115205726135?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1098842320040473632004-10-26T18:47:00.000-07:002004-10-26T19:06:05.666-07:00woke up to a gloomy day <br />miserable as ever... <br />tears filled the emptiness in me.. <br />with no one around <br />to liven up the spirits that has gone so deep down <br />not much can be done <br />but to allow the emptiness and loneliness to penetrate through... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109884232004047363?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1098573897560568222004-10-23T16:17:00.000-07:002004-10-23T16:24:57.560-07:00I stood in silence, sadness filled the atmosphere surrounding me, <br />longing for familiarity of some sort... <br />Alas that never came... <br />or has it disappeared along with the happiness once behold... <br />still questioning the possibility of retrieving the familiarity and happiness once possessed... <br />Alas... only tears filled the role of a loyal companion. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109857389756056822?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097930159791970642004-10-16T05:35:00.000-07:002004-10-16T05:35:59.790-07:00zehan<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109793015979197064?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097480753084369032004-10-11T17:41:00.000-07:002004-10-11T00:45:53.083-07:00Stuck to the cushioned seat, <br />ramblings of voice filled the space around me, <br />my thoughts wonder extensively, <br />do I need all these just to attain the riches and comfort of the wordly goods. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109748075308436903?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097481146319940662004-10-11T01:49:00.000-07:002004-10-11T00:52:26.320-07:00As I walked on the cobbled path of stones, gravel and rocks, <br />I stood and wonder, <br />why am I here? <br />is it solely knowledge that I am seeking, <br />or is there something else that is yet to be uncovered, <br />that is something that a traveller like me is yet to discover. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109748114631994066?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097482175183947832004-10-11T01:09:00.000-07:002004-10-11T01:09:35.183-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/16.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/16.jpg'></a><br />immersion in the beauty and serenity of nature<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109748217518394783?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097482118051186692004-10-11T01:08:00.001-07:002004-10-11T01:08:38.050-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/14.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/14.jpg'></a><br />lamb feeding<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109748211805118669?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097482081617007582004-10-11T01:08:00.000-07:002004-10-11T01:08:01.616-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/15.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/15.jpg'></a><br />horse riding<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109748208161700758?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097446022313445542004-10-10T15:07:00.000-07:002004-10-10T15:07:02.313-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/13.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/13.jpg'></a><br />interactions with nature<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109744602231344554?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097445920655240362004-10-10T15:05:00.000-07:002004-10-10T15:05:20.656-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/Pic6.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/Pic6.jpg'></a><br />me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109744592065524036?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1097443140970387492004-10-10T14:10:00.000-07:002004-10-10T14:19:00.970-07:00Feels so smothered by the stuff that has to get imprinted in my head..brains to be exact...just can't get into the studious mood am I...still feel the tiredness of finsihing the last work that I have...should have been back on my feet to rumaged through the piles and piles of papers and get those words embedded in my brains...but alas .. I fail to do it...funny isn't it... <br />still floating with happiness on the ground that is supposed to be walked on by the excellence of work done weeks ago...kept telling myself...enough! and get down to completing the stuff that is required of me... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109744314097038749?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1095821826881112252004-09-21T19:45:00.000-07:002004-09-21T19:57:06.880-07:00I am so bored that I dun feel like going to class...anger is fuelling up in me that i find it hard to control...it blackens my day.. but deep down i don't want this feeling to continue.But I guess i fail to sustain it..is it possible to do it..I wonder...bearing with the pain of crummy feeling, thats what i have to do...feels utterly disgusted with myself..why?why do all these come boggling down my brain taking charge of everything...wipe that out of me please...I want to take charge of my own well-being not being ruled by all these negative thoughts, emotions, whatever.... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109582182688111225?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1095820627901173082004-09-21T19:37:00.000-07:002004-09-21T19:37:07.900-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/tioman%2Bcherating%20037.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/tioman%2Bcherating%20037.jpg'></a><br />just me&nbsp;<a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109582062790117308?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1095809008784403722004-09-21T16:23:00.000-07:002004-09-21T16:23:28.783-07:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/640/tioman%2Bcherating%20069.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/124/1776/320/tioman%2Bcherating%20069.jpg'></a><br />me&nbsp;<a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109580900878440372?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419983.post-1095804617446273462004-09-21T15:07:00.000-07:002004-09-21T15:10:17.446-07:00not sure why but i just feel so sick n tired of everything...try i did to question and rationalise my current emotion at this moment..i just hope this creepy feeling won't be permanent. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419983-109580461744627346?l=zee2x.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zehanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15247256740020841718noreply@blogger.com0