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I'm dania, born in Seremban, Negeri Sembilan on 29 August 2010 and lived by my whole life in Port Dickson, Negeri Sembilan. I was raised by my single mom, my grandfather and my grandmother. My biological father is a useless and a player. My parents got divorced when I was just 11 months. Due to that, I am a single child.

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This is Noura Sofea. I love her so much. She is 13 years old and suprisingly have the same birthday with my first love. She is atheletic and manage to achieve second place in 100 meter race. She is the Exco Academic for F1's. She is so pretty and have a angelic voice. I love to call her budak because she is short and looks like a child when she's throws her tantrum. I love her just the way she is.

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People said that family is the place where you feel safe and where you find the peace. I have no comments with that. They are nice, but I don't want them as my family in another universe. I may sound ungrateful right now. But I still love them.

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I love them so much. Only Allah knows how much I love them and how much I mention them in my duas. They are my source of strength. They always be there whenever I need them. They always believe that I can go through and challenges in my life. They are the reasons why I want to continue living. I can't bare the thought of losing them in my life. I love them so much

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This is Aisha, the one who always trust on my passion and the one who will cheer me the loudest. I love her even though its been 5 months knowing her. I can't go through a day without talking to her. I love talking about my day to her because I know she didn't mind listening to my yaps. I love Aisha so much.

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"It just foods" They said,

To a kid that barely ate.

Due to the mockery of her weight,

And called her a fat pig with hate.

They said "You knew nothing",

Silly them, she knows everything.

Every cries, every scream, every sound of broken things.

Yet, she can't say a single thing.

They said "You are sellfish",

Like she asked to be born in the world of hellish.

Yet they have guts to call her childish.

By having death as her wish.

They said "Stop overreacting".

While her arms can't stop bleeding.

And she's holding herself to continue breathing,

While no one knows she's dying

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The rain start to drop it's tear,

Oh, please love yourself my dear.

Don't make the shower stings again,

Just come to me and let out all of your pain.

Look how beautiful is the moon,

Stop saying you'll make the sky prettier soon.

You lived through nights that tried to end you,

And still, the down chose to defend you.

The stars don't ask the sun to burn,

Nor beg the tides to take their turn.

So why mush you be more than you are,

When you already outshine every star?

Let the breeze whisper your name,

You are not a burden, you are not to blame.

So rest and breathe and just to be near,

Oh please, love yourself my dear.

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10/10

My personal favourite book of all time. I finished it in just 5 hours while the book contain 400 pages like that. The genre of this book is more about sexual assault, sexual harressment, family bonds, and leukimia awareness. It made me cry so hard ngl

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The song is about someone who is still in love with their ex, but has to let them go because they are now happy with someone else. The singer is struggling emotionally and keeps asking how they are supposed to move on and pretend everything is fine.

And by the meaning of the song, I guess you guys can already know why I love it right? I'm still in love with him, Rizqi Rayyan. It hurts to yearn for someone who is yearning for someone else.

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Number one, you must learn to swallow your own tears so that in can build up as the sea in your heart. People wonder why the ocean is salty, but never thought that maybe it cried so much for centuries holding the weight of the shipwreck and the body that never make it back to the shore.

Humans always awe of the ocean’s marble blue, but never seen the pressure in the depth of it just to make the surface looks beautiful from the beach. The ocean never get to choose what sinks to the floor neither do you. The trick isn’t to stop the hurting, but to adapt with the hurt. Have you even wonder about the creatures who live without the light and their silent battles that no one else knows about.

The key to make others marvel to your beauty is just to be peaceful in front of them. No one needs to know how can you fight the battles, how do you stay strong with the pressure and just keep showing your beauty. That’s how to be the ocean.

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Number one, you must learn how to lock your feelings behind a painted smile. Dolls do not cry; their glassy eyes are trained to stare forward, unblinking, no matter how loud the world becomes. If your chest aches, you swallow it whole. If your throat tightens, you call it discipline. Silence, after all, is what makes you look composed.

People admire dolls for their perfection. Straight posture, tidy hands, flawless skin. They never ask how much pressure it takes to stay still for so long. You must be perfect academically, because intelligence is only praised when it does not talk back. You must succeed quietly, gracefully, without ever appearing tired. Exhaustion is a crack, and cracks are unacceptable.

To be a doll is to be pretty before you are allowed to be human. Your worth is measured in symmetry and softness, in how easy you are to look at, in how little space you take. You learn early that being admired is safer than being heard, even when admiration costs you pieces of yourself.

And when hands claim what was never offered, when your body is treated like an object instead of a home, you are expected to stay pristine. Dolls are meant to be used, then placed back on the shelf without complaint. Any sign of damage is called shame, never harm. You are told to wash yourself, to lower your eyes, to act as if nothing happened. The world does not want dolls who speak of what was done to them; it wants dolls who stay quiet enough to be touched again.

But no one talks about the dust inside a doll, the way parts loosen over time, the way silence can rot from within. Being a doll is not about being strong; it is about being survivable in a world that loves beauty more than truth. That's how to be a doll.

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To my dear Kaytree,

Dania would like to thank each and every one of you for all the memories we shared together. There were bitter moments, sweet ones, times filled with laughter, and times filled with tears—but every single one of them meant something to me. Thank you for becoming one of my core memories in Seremban, memories that I know I will carry with me for a very long time.

You guys are truly the worst, yet the best classmates I could have ever wished for. No matter how chaotic, loud, annoying, or exhausting things got, I wouldn’t trade this class for anything else. Thank you for everything, Kaytree. You all mean more to me than words can fully express.

To those who are transferring to new schools, please don’t forget us—the ones who spent three whole years growing up, struggling, laughing, and surviving school life together with you. Don’t completely lose contact, okay? Even if life gets busy, remember us once in a while. Please come and visit us if you’re free next year. Hopefully, one day, we can all go out together as one class again, just like old times.

To those who are staying, please don’t forget this three-year journey we shared as a class. Don’t become strangers. If we see each other anywhere, please say hi, smile, or wave—don’t just walk past like we never shared anything. These memories matter to me, and so do you.

Dania would also like to sincerely apologize for any mistakes I’ve made, whether intentional or not. If I ever hurt anyone’s feelings with my words or actions, I am truly sorry. Please forgive me. And if I owe anyone anything that I may have forgotten, please forgive me and consider it settled.

Thank you for being part of my last seven minutes. Those moments will always stay close to my heart. I love you all so much, Kaytree. I will miss our chaotic moments—the times we played Roblox, Among Us, the times we argued, laughed until our stomachs hurt, and cried together. All of it mattered.

I love you guys, and I sincerely pray that all of you will succeed in your new classes and new schools. May your paths be easy, your hearts strong, and your dreams achievable.

We met because of Allah, and we part because of Allah’s destiny.
That’s all from me.

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8/10

Brooo, this movie is somehow makes me sad af.

Andai Ibu Tidak Menikah Dengan Ayah is a family drama that follows the story of Alin, a university student whose life is suddenly shaken when her scholarship is threatened, forcing her to return home. Upon returning, Alin is confronted with the harsh reality of her family—financial struggles, emotional distance, and a father who is rarely present in their lives.

As Alin tries to understand what went wrong, she discovers her mother’s old diary. Through its pages, Alin uncovers years of quiet sacrifice, unspoken pain, and a love that slowly turned into endurance rather than happiness. The diary leads Alin to question a painful thought: would her mother’s life have been happier if she had never married her father?

The story explores themes of parental sacrifice, emotional neglect, unfulfilled dreams, and the silent strength of a mother, while also portraying a child’s struggle to reconcile love, resentment, and understanding toward her parents. As Alin reflects on her family’s past, she begins to see marriage, love, and responsibility from a deeper and more mature perspective—realizing that some choices, once made, shape generations.

Ultimately, Andai Ibu Tidak Menikah Dengan Ayah is a poignant reflection on family, fate, and the difficult question of whether love alone is enough to sustain a marriage.

And one of the quotes from the movie that brokes me is "Kenapa Ibu mahu menikah sama ayah?" "Kalau Ibu tidak menikah sama ayah, kamu tidak ada sayang" Damn...

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TREASER POSTER ANDAI IBU TIDAK MENIKAH DENGAN AYAH

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10/10

Rizqi's and my mom's favorite movie. He recommended this movie because I love romantic comedy genre and yearning kinda of movie.

10 Things I Hate About You is a teen romantic comedy about Kat Stratford, an independent, sharp-tongued girl who isn’t interested in dating, and Patrick Verona, a mysterious bad-boy who is paid to date her so that Kat’s younger sister, Bianca, is allowed to date. What starts as a scheme slowly turns into real feelings, forcing both Kat and Patrick to confront vulnerability, trust, and love. The film shows how love can grow unexpectedly, even when two people seem completely opposite.

My favorite quotes of all time, “I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare… But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

sorry guys, I can't move on from him...

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Since birth, hidup mmg telah berkali kali menentukan what's the best for me. Where do I get to be born, name, wajah yang diwariskan till how do we die. Namun ganjilnya, out of everything that I never meant to choose, my feelings towards you selalu jadi tanda tanya.

I never meant to have this feelings. But your name always be the one I want to hear when the my face hits the gentle breeze. And oh your face, don't get me starting with your face. It is the one of the greatest memories that I want to hold on tight before I went to sleep. Bukankah semua orang pernah melalu hal yang serupa sebegitu?

Lalu mengapa ketika aku mengalaminya, the world decided to judge, to mock and decided that it is suatu kejahatan? I once called a sinner, dianggap hina dan digelar tidak waras from one mouth to another. Malah, aku tidak pernah merampas kebahagiaan siapa pun. And never greedy about hal hal yang kudapat.

The only thing I did is holding on our love, my love. The love that everyone mock on to, the one that everyone calls it "kecacatan". Maka jika syurga dan dunia tidak pernah menerima kita, jadi biarlah. I'm tired of apologizing on the feelings i never once prayed for. Moreover prayed to so called 'God' to hilangkan perasaan cacat ini. Aku tak pernah pilih untuk ada perasaan ini dari lahir.

Aku penat mengganggap diriku ini cacat hanya kerana mencintai dengan cara yang mereka harapkan. And even if its a sin, why does it feels like a home i never once felt for? Why does it feels safe?