So Mesut Özil got married three days ago. Huhu. My husband was like, “You think you’re the only one who can get married, is it? Mesut Özil cannot?” Wakakakaka. I said, “Ja!” XD

But nope, the above photo is not his wedding photo but I chose that photo because it shows how my husband treats me everyday; showering me (or actually my face) with loads of kisses.

Just like that.

I love kisses.

But anyway, when I look at his wedding photo, I can’t help but feel happy for him. They look right for each other. I think they are right for each other.

Then it makes me all nostalgic.

You know, of times when you thought that the first persons you fancied will be your forever (and Mesut had his fair share of first loves — she was older than him, a popular German singer).

Then of the times when you thought it would be impossible to move on from your first heartaches and breakups (and Mesut had a bit of an on-off relationship with that singer).

And finally of the time you found the right person. And everything just clicks and falls into place naturally. Mesut was with non-Muslim partners but his now wife is actually a Muslim. And I believe it helps too that she is Turkish as well. Things do get less complicated when there are no religious and cultural differences between you and your partner.

So yeah, just hang in there guys, and have faith. I truly believed I would meet my husband, although at one point I believed I would meet him in Heaven instead because doing so on Earth just felt impossible.

I used to be shunned for always wanting to meet and be with my life partner. Even accused of not knowing how to love myself. Now I’m glad I didn’t give up on that dream of mine.

And shortly after typing the above…

Husband: (While massaging my back and shoulders) Who are you messaging?

Me: Nobody.

Husband: Oh. You’re reading?

Me: Nope. I’m blogging.

Husband: Oh.

Me: About Mesut Özil.

Husband: Pfft. Ask Mesut Özil to massage you then!

Me: XD

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I Ramble: 30 May 2019

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Before we start this post, let’s have some mood music!

Ahhhhh oooohhhh ~

Okay, earworm established. I’m back on the Internet, bitches! Woohoo!!! Also, I’m back on WoW!!!

Fate was on my side as I secured a contract with MyRepublic. I took the gamer bundle. It comes with the ps4 pro! Woohoo!!! Pro la sia!

But I haven’t received the ps4 yet. Doesn’t matter. I’m too occupied by WoW now anyway! Also by this totally addictive mobile game called “Call Me Emperor”. I guarantee you it is fucking addictive. I even spent money on it because…Joan of Arc. I just had to get her as my minister!

Why, Huda, why.

Anyway, with regards to WoW, I decided not to continue my Hoarde orc character as I feel completely lost and afraid when I logged in. Decided to start from the beginning but this time, with an Alliance character instead! It has been interesting and snazzy so far. I really have forgotten a lot of things!

Sadly, I had to OT at work today, leaving me with little time to WoW later. Huhu.

Also, Arsenal lost. Stupid la.

And Allah knows best. – MM

I Ramble: 28 April 2019

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Ola, granola! Hahaha! That’s me being silly in the morning. Anyway, hellooooo. Long time no see! Yes, as you can see I have absolutely failed my 30-day abs challenge again! How to get nice abs like that? Tsk.

I feel like pooping right now but I’m about halfway on the journey to work. Tsk.

Husband has been ill for two weeks. I intend to drag him to the clinic on last working day this Tuesday. I will finally have my off day on Labour Day after 5 consecutive days of working. Woohoo!

I seriously need to poop. Okay, I gotta go. Bye!

And Allah is Al-Muzil, The Abaser. – MM

I Ramble: 10 April 2019

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Ola, senoras y senores!

Not sure if I got that right but what is damn right is that I’ll be having some Halal Mexican food tonight with Eleena, Lyra, and Nora! Woots woots!

Can’t wait for work to end so I can kickstart my holiday with a hearty meal with friends!

Please remind me that my husband has an early morning appointment at the hospital tomorrow so I shouldn’t party til late!

I hope all be good from now on. I wanna enjoy my holiday. Yippy!

Also, note to self as well, turn off autocorrect on the damn phone.

That is all!

And Allah is Al-Mu’izz, the Honourer. – MM