If I didn't pick up your call, it doesn't mean that I didn't miss your voice
If I didn't reply your message, it doesn't mean I have nothing to tell you
If I'm making excuse from meeting you, it doesn't mean that I hate your face
If I couldn't cry when seeing tears in your eyes, it doesn't mean I become heartless
If I couldn't remember all the sweet memories, doesn't mean I'm discourteous

Thanks for today..but...

I have move on. Leaving whats behind me, behind and forgotten
Please don't call my name. Don't even remember me


As I waived goodbye to 2011, I could feel the poignant biting my heart. There is always good time and bad time which make me matured and testing my inner strength. Though I’m fairly weak person, who will cry when things get weary and frustrating, but thanks to Allah for always being with me all this while. Thanks for giving me family and friends who will sit next to me and listening to my unspoken disappointment, and of course joyfulness to be shared as well. Thanks for the wishes that comes true. Sometimes, things could be extremely different from what I expect, but I believe The Best Planner knows what is the best for me, I have no point to complaint.

And here comes 2012, full of mysteries, hopes and wishes. For many, many years I stop making resolution and this year, again, I decide not to have any as well. Pathetic as it might sound, I put all my faith in my written destiny – hoping for happiness, success and all the good things for my family and I for the whole year.

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NIA is acronym of my name. And also happen to be acronym of " natural idiosyncrasy anonymous", which apparently suits me well at this moment. I'm not so good in putting the right word verbally, but slightly, (maybe slightly) better in putting it in a nice readable material. Here I am, whispering my unspoken thought... and this is a piece of my thoughts

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