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The journey so far...

So here we are on the 12th day of May 2013.

It's barely 9am on a Sunday so really the day has barely begun. Things are good so far. I've not yet left the house for the day forgetting to put on my headscarf, which is really great, and being out in public with the headscarf feels rather good and natural. Alhamdulillah...

I did have a dream once that I totally forgot my headscarf when I left the house. It was a horrible dream! I was going out and all the while I thought I had my headscarf on when suddenly halfway through I realised I didn't! I was mortified! The feeling of shame was quite tremendous in my subconscious mind. I think I remembered quickly pulling out a scarf I had stuffed in my bag which was totally unmatched with my outfit and just putting it on haphazardly. I just couldn't go through the whole day without the headscarf on. It was too much embarrassment to bear! Luckily, I woke up and realised it hasn't happened. Hopefully it doesn't ever!

Anyways, moving on...

Lets try to list out a few effects I've had since I started this journey:

- I swear less... Or even if I do I would replace "the word" with a different word.
- People around me tend to consciously refrain from swearing in front of me. Oh and they also try to be more conscious on what can and cannot be done in respect to me.
- I tend to wake up earlier on weekends (O_o). I'm so sleepy right now though...
- Some people regard me with respect and some didn't think much of much... At least until they hear me speak. They must've thought I was uneducated or something. Heh!
- My hair is actually a lot better now. Haha!
- I'm happier and more at peace with myself. Acceptance of yourself is quite a big deal. Y'know, the whole 'Love thyself' thing.
- I tend to practice more patience in a lot of things I do. Even driving, believe it or not!

Nevertheless, I still hold to my handbag addiction. Haha! I guess some things never change...

Currently, I am contemplating one (or two?) from the pre-loved vintage store that I got my suede leather Longchamp from. Ooohhhhh....! Perhaps something to commemorate the new beginning?? Heheheh!

Oh! And I have some wonderful news!! My beloved best friend in the whole wide world has given birth to a beautiful baby girl at 2.10pm on Friday, 10th May 2013. She's a cute chubby chubs weighing in at 3.715kilos and 52cm in length. Beautiful! She's yet to be named though... Here she is...


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