After the Storm Comes the Rainbow 🌈 (PART 2)

Life in Maher is near to perfect, compared to my primary school where I always get teased by the boys because my skin is not fair and I'm not pretty like other girls 😡 Sometimes I think why people have to discriminate skin color like white means pretty and black means ugly ?? I still remember how it feels to be unwanted and having small circle of friends.  I don't really have clique, though...

After the Storm Comes the Rainbow 🌈 (PART 1)

SPM results was announced two days ago and I am very grateful for what I get because the target I set up was achieved. I get better than what I've been expected until I shed happiness tears and no words can describe how happy I was because the hard work is finally paid off. Alhamdulillah and all praise to Allah is what I gonna say. After a period I stopped posting on this blog (well, this blog exists...