Red Rose Diary

My father used to tell me many stories of his own. And I'm captivated by him to have big dreams.. I used to dream to travel this world I used to dream to study at abroad, so i can speak many languages. I used to dream to have so many friends from other countries, bcs i wanna share our differencies. But my father most of the times always change his minds I was blind by his capability of studying in Saudi Arabia I wanna study abroad too ! And he agreed. But as I said, he always changes his mind, his decision. the end, he wants me to take islamic boarding school or we call it as pesantren. No no it's okay for me really. I was raised in a pesantren. since i was a little cutie baby. As time flies soundlessly.. I've experienced so many things.. good and bad things. bad things make me want to turn back the ticking clock. Impossible. every damn seconds i regret it all. i wanna take back all the words i said. Impossible. All i can do is picking up every pieces of w

As Salaam aleykum, ibaadallah !  Hey there, this is my brief introduction. My name is Fatimah Az Zahro (pake 'o' sesuai akte.lol.) i'm the '99 league. (YO, who's with me!?).  So why I chose a name for this blog like RED ROSE DIARY.  RED : because i like the colour. It depicts brave, cheerful, bold, venturous, and dauntless ! ROSE : it's the meaning of my name Zahra and it's classy.  DIARY : what I will write in this blog depends on my mood, my feelings, my atmosphere, my               thoughts, my ideas, but not for my secrets (there is another blog for that haha).               and I'll do as I wish, whatever, whoever, however, whenever, whyever /?/ if i want it                to be written down, i will write it.  That's it. Brief. I Know. who cares.  P.S. i cant find a rose emot here !!