Thursday, January 1, 2015
Monday, December 29, 2014
iYeay
It's frigging cold here. Am now in my study week for finals of the 5th sem. Such weather really draws me onto the bed but the head resists. It says you better off sitting in front of the lappy doing stuffs than laying on the bed and eventually fall asleep and then waking up with regrets.
And so my last post is about how I really want an iPhone. And tadaaaa, I got one now. Mission accomplished.
iPhone 6 was launched on the 6th of Nov 2014 which also happened to be my 21st birthday which also makes me feel that one of the units really does belong to me that I really gotta own one as a birthday present from me to me. It was announced to be launched a week before. So it's a week of tidak-tenang-of-so-many-parts I would say. I have been Googling and reviewing for the best telco to opt for and I decided that it's gonna be Digi cuz it's the cheapest and the only plan that would still provide me internet after I exceeded its quota. It's gonna be real slow though but that would suffice for IMs and light usage.
I also did search for the best Digi store to go queue for the iPhone on that very launching day because I really can wait no more, not a single day. Because I really wanted to buy her with my own earned money (of making websites) on my very own birthday and delaying the purchase for a day would only make it become totally insignificant cuz a birthday only lasted for a day. I really want an iPhone not a Galaxy or Nexus sebab I have always want one tapi duit tak cukup atau bila duit cukup kena guna untuk benda lain and this time around I got enough money and enough reason to buy a new phone cuz the older one dah retak dan asyik meroyan selalu gila crash.
So after a series of scrolling and clicking I decided to queue at the Digi Store Express near the Pasar Borong Selayang. Picked that store because it's quite infamous so less people would wanna queue there so my chances of getting an iPhone is fatter. Queuing at malls like Wangsa Walk would just be me signing up for my own death of not getting a seketul iPhone lol #ShasLogics. So on that very Thursday, my parents came around 8am, brought me there and we waited for the store to open at 9am.
While we were waiting across the store, I could see a few waiting faces who were also looking at me as if I was one of their rivals in the purchasing game. A pakcik with kopiah in vest reading something in his phone attentively, three Chinese guys laughing just trying to keep it casual (can't trust those faces tho) and a Chinese woman who just waited attentively right in front of the shop. As one of the Digi staffs was opening the store glass door, all 7 of us rushed towards the store and it really does feel like Hunger Games but instead of being in hunger for real food we were craving for iPhones 6.
My mum went all "cepatlah pergi beratur sana nanti pakcik kopiah tu dapat dulu" while literally pushing me towards the counter. And so I walked but that pakcik kopiah was there first. And when it has came to my turn, I asked that amoi staff,
Me: "iphone 6 ada lagi tak?"
Amoi: "Ada, miss nak warna apa?"
Me: "I nak silver"
Amoi: "Ok wait a moment"
Me: *counted money in my purse* "Can I pay half debit half cash?"
Amoi: "Cannot miss, must be in full in either mode"
Me: (sheez tak cukup cash pulak) "Ok then can you wait cuz I want to draw my money dekat sebelah"
Amoi: "Ok sure"
I really thought I could pay in half debit half cash cuz the last time I purchased my lappy it's possibly done that way. I then did draw the balance needed at the Public Bank besides the store but then the balance did not suffice cuz I cannot seem to draw more than a certain amount and the total I got in hand tak cukup lagi rm200 to make it RM 2,215. And so I turned to my dad sebelah with this puppy dog face of mine sambil tanya "ayaaaaaaah nak pinjam lagi rm200 boleh tak, sebab tak boleh nak draw dah, nanti janji kita bayar lepas yada yaadaaa"
Ayah then drawed his money pulak for me and all I can see is my forever knight in shining armor handing me just the thing I needed at the moment. And I then headed back to counter and she then showed me the box and tah macam mana tetiba terbeli the gold color LOL tak kisahlah janji dapat and gold looks slightly like brown which happens to be my favorite color so I'm totally ok with it hihihihihi. So that's how the story goes and I really thank my mum and dad for making it as one of the best birthdays lifelong as we had our lontong afterwards and my parents sent me to my class for the very first time and that's what makes it special on the 21st........
A Face To Call Home - John Fucking Mayer #nowplaying
And so my last post is about how I really want an iPhone. And tadaaaa, I got one now. Mission accomplished.
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| Not my hand though but that phone is mineeeee she's all mineeeeee |
iPhone 6 was launched on the 6th of Nov 2014 which also happened to be my 21st birthday which also makes me feel that one of the units really does belong to me that I really gotta own one as a birthday present from me to me. It was announced to be launched a week before. So it's a week of tidak-tenang-of-so-many-parts I would say. I have been Googling and reviewing for the best telco to opt for and I decided that it's gonna be Digi cuz it's the cheapest and the only plan that would still provide me internet after I exceeded its quota. It's gonna be real slow though but that would suffice for IMs and light usage.
I also did search for the best Digi store to go queue for the iPhone on that very launching day because I really can wait no more, not a single day. Because I really wanted to buy her with my own earned money (of making websites) on my very own birthday and delaying the purchase for a day would only make it become totally insignificant cuz a birthday only lasted for a day. I really want an iPhone not a Galaxy or Nexus sebab I have always want one tapi duit tak cukup atau bila duit cukup kena guna untuk benda lain and this time around I got enough money and enough reason to buy a new phone cuz the older one dah retak dan asyik meroyan selalu gila crash.
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| Had this as desktop bg as an inspiration to get the client's website done and because my macbook is in the same color cover so I think they match and really inspire LOL |
While we were waiting across the store, I could see a few waiting faces who were also looking at me as if I was one of their rivals in the purchasing game. A pakcik with kopiah in vest reading something in his phone attentively, three Chinese guys laughing just trying to keep it casual (can't trust those faces tho) and a Chinese woman who just waited attentively right in front of the shop. As one of the Digi staffs was opening the store glass door, all 7 of us rushed towards the store and it really does feel like Hunger Games but instead of being in hunger for real food we were craving for iPhones 6.
My mum went all "cepatlah pergi beratur sana nanti pakcik kopiah tu dapat dulu" while literally pushing me towards the counter. And so I walked but that pakcik kopiah was there first. And when it has came to my turn, I asked that amoi staff,
Me: "iphone 6 ada lagi tak?"
Amoi: "Ada, miss nak warna apa?"
Me: "I nak silver"
Amoi: "Ok wait a moment"
Me: *counted money in my purse* "Can I pay half debit half cash?"
Amoi: "Cannot miss, must be in full in either mode"
Me: (sheez tak cukup cash pulak) "Ok then can you wait cuz I want to draw my money dekat sebelah"
Amoi: "Ok sure"
I really thought I could pay in half debit half cash cuz the last time I purchased my lappy it's possibly done that way. I then did draw the balance needed at the Public Bank besides the store but then the balance did not suffice cuz I cannot seem to draw more than a certain amount and the total I got in hand tak cukup lagi rm200 to make it RM 2,215. And so I turned to my dad sebelah with this puppy dog face of mine sambil tanya "ayaaaaaaah nak pinjam lagi rm200 boleh tak, sebab tak boleh nak draw dah, nanti janji kita bayar lepas yada yaadaaa"
Ayah then drawed his money pulak for me and all I can see is my forever knight in shining armor handing me just the thing I needed at the moment. And I then headed back to counter and she then showed me the box and tah macam mana tetiba terbeli the gold color LOL tak kisahlah janji dapat and gold looks slightly like brown which happens to be my favorite color so I'm totally ok with it hihihihihi. So that's how the story goes and I really thank my mum and dad for making it as one of the best birthdays lifelong as we had our lontong afterwards and my parents sent me to my class for the very first time and that's what makes it special on the 21st........
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| IMG_0001.JPG (the first image captured using the phone) |
A Face To Call Home - John Fucking Mayer #nowplaying
Monday, June 16, 2014
iWant
Gaji tahun lepas kamek buat beli Macbook Air, gaji setengah tahun lepas kamek buat beli iPod Shuffle dan gaji tahun ini kamek bertekad untuk belanja diri hamba seketul iPhone 6!
Doakan kamek berjaya!
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Let bygones be byebyed
Was scrolling through some articles and bumped into an article about the IIU's debate team.
They made it through the finals in the intervarsity tournament in UK and one of them is nominated as one of the top 10 speakers and even better they beat some outstanding teams from Cambridge and Hull. Way to go, gais!
As a matter of fact, I saw some familiar faces in those pictures as some of them are friends of friends of mine. Which then I saw this one pretty girl, her name is Ameera Natasha. I remembered how we were competing each other in the IIU's interschool debate back when we were in our Form 3 and she was from that Sekolah Seri Puteri. We were both the third speakers and the motion was "This house believes that video games should be banned". My school team won the round. (not to mention we were fortunate enough that we had gone through the related articles before the motion was announced, because trust me, they were good enough to win, too).
My teammates were Amier Idris and Wan Noruddin. They both are really good debaters and cool friends I could say. Kinda miss them though. And as the sub teammate, we have Ili Hanisah. I miss you too, Ili. Yknow how the say "the sky isn't always blue". It bummed me out when the three of them were transferring to new schools in Form 4. I wish I could turn back time when I was a Former 4 and accepted that offer to that SBP science shool, Samura. Or maybe could just turn back time to Former 1 and accepted that MRSM Muadzam Shah's offer. I was so dumb back then. I was having so much fun being the big fish in the small pond instead of migrating to a bigger pond with a greater future. Gah.
I love that feeling when I was a Former 3. We could skip classes for training whenever we have an upcoming tournament. Whenever he wants, our coach, Sir Zain would walk into our class, talked to our teacher and asked for our dismissal and we all four prefects would walk through the corridor and made our way to the library for a debate discussion and all those other students would look us through their classes' windows. What a superior feeling, vain gila. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
They made it through the finals in the intervarsity tournament in UK and one of them is nominated as one of the top 10 speakers and even better they beat some outstanding teams from Cambridge and Hull. Way to go, gais!
As a matter of fact, I saw some familiar faces in those pictures as some of them are friends of friends of mine. Which then I saw this one pretty girl, her name is Ameera Natasha. I remembered how we were competing each other in the IIU's interschool debate back when we were in our Form 3 and she was from that Sekolah Seri Puteri. We were both the third speakers and the motion was "This house believes that video games should be banned". My school team won the round. (not to mention we were fortunate enough that we had gone through the related articles before the motion was announced, because trust me, they were good enough to win, too).
My teammates were Amier Idris and Wan Noruddin. They both are really good debaters and cool friends I could say. Kinda miss them though. And as the sub teammate, we have Ili Hanisah. I miss you too, Ili. Yknow how the say "the sky isn't always blue". It bummed me out when the three of them were transferring to new schools in Form 4. I wish I could turn back time when I was a Former 4 and accepted that offer to that SBP science shool, Samura. Or maybe could just turn back time to Former 1 and accepted that MRSM Muadzam Shah's offer. I was so dumb back then. I was having so much fun being the big fish in the small pond instead of migrating to a bigger pond with a greater future. Gah.
I love that feeling when I was a Former 3. We could skip classes for training whenever we have an upcoming tournament. Whenever he wants, our coach, Sir Zain would walk into our class, talked to our teacher and asked for our dismissal and we all four prefects would walk through the corridor and made our way to the library for a debate discussion and all those other students would look us through their classes' windows. What a superior feeling, vain gila. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
So years rolled on, in 2009 after the 3 of them transferred out, I kept on accepting new teammates. When I was in Form 4, I had a new coach, Madam Shikeen, a new teacher transferred from Convent Kajang and a new team consists of 2 seniors and 1 junior, but then in the subsequent year the 2 seniors graduated and the junior transferred. So yada yada once again, I'm adapting to new teammates. (what a buzzkill I know). And in that 2010 year around I had 3 juniors as my new teammates as Madam Shikeen wanted it that way. We didn't sign up for the IIU's interschool tournament but went there as the spectators as we were a bit late in registering so we were unlisted.
But still, we participated in other school tournaments and won the championship but up until the state level only. The highlighted part is the part where we won the debate championship in the Amal Islami tournament (it's a tournament for all Islamic schools) and it was a 3-years-in-a-row defending championship and the best thing is, I was in all three championship.
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To reminisce how in Form 1, back then in SMK Seksyen 10 Kota Damansara, I was a hingusan-small-in-size-but-high-in-spirit freshman entered a poetry competition and won the first prize which then I was chosen to represent the school beating up all my seniors. And long story short, I was entitled as the champion in the region level which then qualified me to represent my Petaling Jaya region in the state level. I was the one who created the poem and also the one who recited the poem on stage together with my two friends, Dzul and Isyraf as the casts playing with the props behind. But it was one hell of experience though we lost due to our very bad props comparing to other schools' but still we had so much fun. And recently, I found the Facebook profiles of theirs. Gotta say they really outgrew me as they turned out to be very tall and handsome hahaha.
I love the way I would eagerly wanna go back home right after those tournaments because I wanna show my parents what I did bring back for them. The proud faces of theirs are one of things that I look up the most lifelong. And am totally gonna show those trophies and certificates to my future children too, someday.
I sometimes say to myself "if and only if I did transfer to one of those schools, I might have been at a higher place then I currently am, I might have been studying in an abroad university by now" but then, reality shakes me off. Such thoughts are absolute craps. Clock will never turn anti-clockwise. Things happened for reasons. God has better plans. And life..... it goes on. I can never change the past but all that I know of now, is that I can always curb my future the way I want to, Allahwills.
The End Has No End #nowplaying
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
We are the people
#nowplaying We Are the People - Empire of the Sun
First week of this semester. Cooler lecturers, tougher subjects (I digress from only the Intro haha). Alhamdulillah am enlisted in the Dean's List in the previous semester. Yippieyikay! Shoulda woulda coulda stay on track this semester onwards. Simply because I wanna graduate with a cgpa of at least 3.5 and it matters.
Read the materials before the class session and stay bloody focus in class. I love the way my lecturers would say the same name in every class. That magnificent 'Ikram' guy, whom happened to be one of the best students in IIU and now is going through the IA in Google ( or maybe Facebook Idk as there are two guys and the other one went to the other place) and is very good in Programming that he himself taught the judges the solutions to a programming problem in that ACM ICPC thing. How I wish my name would replace that name in the future.
Does it sound a bit far-fetched? As if the universe would ever work in my favour and somehow turns me from a zero to a hero. I'm pretty sure it's viable but..... only if I work harder and change my study habit. Because how do I expect a way greater result if my efforts would always be the same? Haih wake up Sha. It's a very long way ahead.
I know myself very well and I know how I am really into the last-minutes thingy. Might as well change that part, too. Gonna ace all my quizzes and tests and projects and score on the carry marks. But beforehand, have to always stay on track and catch up every lessons and seek the lecturers for help. And another thing I have noticed is that whenever I cut my eating portion I would stay a lot sharper. So might as well imply that whole eat-breakfast-like-a-king-and-dinner-like-a-pauper stuff. Skip supper and have an earlier light dinner. No meal after 8, sleep on time and wake up early.
I like the way Ayah would kiss my forehead and the way Mak would hug me and the way Along would pat my head when they read my grades last week. I love that feeling, as if they are so proud of me and know that every money and effort in raising me is worth it. And in that very moment, I swear, I would never let them down and indeed way prouder of me.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Vas happenin
Currently working as a part-timer at a boutique. Trying to earn extra money because I have a debt to be settled. A summon from the jpj. The road tax has overdue but then still, I gutlessly drove the car. So much guts, Sha. Long story short, need to attend a session in the court at the 11th of February. And to assume, it would be a sum of 600 ringgit to be paid off. Earning 50 ringgit per day so have to at least work for 12 days straight, I guess well you do the maths. And I'm currently on my day 6th.
My usual view while working
I have this one impulsive disorder where I would do things intuitively and thinking that it would be one hell of an adventure and not to consider the logical consequences. I should have been aware that driving a car that has an expired road tax sticker would have cost me troubles but then I was so busy being spontaneous and impromptu I put aside of what bad things that could have happened. Brava Sha. It costs you a period of 12 intense working days for a less than an hour fun driving. Good riddance.
But yes another shawesome disorder of mine (my friends coined that shawesome word which is frankly quite narcisisstic whenever I used it as a hashtag but still so much swag), where I would never learn lessons from my past. I wish I'm good in reflecting my past mistakes as guidance to a better life of mine. I could have used that 600 ringgit to buy a new handphone but then I simply blew the money off towards the summon thing. My life has been too unsafe lately, I should stop doing dangerous things and start being an adult (bluek).
And on an unrelated note, I have decided, that I wanna start saving stash. I wanna save up on my meal expenses so that on my next birthday, I can get myself a birthday present which is, the iPhone 6. HEE. I have felt that satisfaction where I worked hard and saved up to buy that one thing like this one
it's a laptop that I have been aiming for, and to buy it using my part time job's salary, that is one supersweet feeling I tell ya. And yes, I wanna feel that again. But I can tell that this one is a whole different thing. Instead of buying it using wholly the money I earned, I wanna buy that phone using mostly the money I saved.
it's a laptop that I have been aiming for, and to buy it using my part time job's salary, that is one supersweet feeling I tell ya. And yes, I wanna feel that again. But I can tell that this one is a whole different thing. Instead of buying it using wholly the money I earned, I wanna buy that phone using mostly the money I saved.
3K. Maybe I would start skipping dinner and stop eating junk foods. And some extra part time job would help I digress. And if you are happened to read this, mak ayah, I will do just fine, don't you worry hihihihi. Berusaha!
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Wiki wiki wink jinx
Hi. I'm back. Back from the loo. I started to blog at such hr, and it was driven by this one epiphany. The epiphany that I should have been more grateful. I have always feel that what I have was never enough and I have always question on why I'm not as great as some ppl are.
And it all came down to one question, what was the purpose of my life? What was the real thing I'm seeking for in my life? Is it money? Is it happiness? Or is it something way promising which is the eternal after life?
It bugs me lifelong. The pressure to be perfect. Been learning this and that, been keeping up with this and that. Been compromising w the temporary ecstasy. Just to make sure that I was part of the so-called 'cool' kind of ppl and up to par w certain beings. And it all came down to one question again, what was my nawaitu of doing such things in the first place?
Nawaitu. That was it.
And it all came down to one question, what was the purpose of my life? What was the real thing I'm seeking for in my life? Is it money? Is it happiness? Or is it something way promising which is the eternal after life?
It bugs me lifelong. The pressure to be perfect. Been learning this and that, been keeping up with this and that. Been compromising w the temporary ecstasy. Just to make sure that I was part of the so-called 'cool' kind of ppl and up to par w certain beings. And it all came down to one question again, what was my nawaitu of doing such things in the first place?
Nawaitu. That was it.
Wiki wiki wink jinx
The title, naa bugger off. It has been awhile since the last time I posted something on the blog. It's 5:42 am and I haven't had my sleep yet. Wait, nature calls. See ya.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
First Love
So here we are. Took me about 9 months to finally start posting again. Too busy with finals, mrc and intechss' activity and college stuffs. Waiting to enroll in Gombak on the 4th of September. A 4 months holiday feels like 4 weeks. Time flew. Things happened. Foundation done. And, Tam tam died.
I used to be that sloppy lil' girl who would run Forest run or flipped up her two legs when she was sitting whenever she saw a dangerous, biting, harmful cat came across her. But this Tam Tam totally change my perspective on cats and kittens 360 degrees. I saw her during Rafest. When the Intechss opened a stall in front of the UKC and I was done with my duty, I just slouchy walking back to ZC just like any other day. But then, I saw her. I knew it. She's the one. She's totally the one. She's that cat, who's gonna change my whole life. So I came near, lift her up with my two bare hands. She was so skinny I could feel her cracking bones when I was holding her. Ergh so cute so small so black........ so sexily dirty. I was having bags like huge bags that can even fit you in (no joke) hanging on my arms so I decided to put her in this box (a food container actually) and with hopes and dreams I brought her back.
I was doing things on the laptop (it sounds crucial but it was twitter lol) so I let her lie on my lap. When I tried to put her down she would come near me and start meowing. Cuteness overload. It was 12pm sth and I've got class at 2 so I decided to let her go but I found out that she has fell asleep already so I put her back in the food container but I put my clothes as base. She seems so serene when she was asleep. I guess this is how love feels.
But it seems like few people don't really like the idea of me keeping tam tam as a pet, so Rah and I decided to let her go. We let her wandering around, at the 4th level of ZC. Letting her go, last thing I wanna do. I was so crushed. It's like you love someone but for the sake of others you have to let him go. Forbidden love kind. Hmm. But the day after, I heard her meowing in front of my room door. She knows way back home. I'm her new home. It was one beautiful feeling. Opened the door and saw her and I could just pat her head and I pushed her away T___________T Sounds dramatic but hey it's a #truestory.
A few months after, when I was home, Nael texted me saying that she saw a black kitten got involved into a hit-and-run kind of accident. And she said she has the idea that it was Tam Tam. Yes I was sad but I don't really mopped around and mourned for her because obviously I've moved on. Tam Tam sounds like an ex but she's the kind of ex that has this one spot that can never be replaced no matter how many cuter squeezable kittens I will ever meet. Tam tam, may your soul rest in peace inshaAllah.
Love,
The One That You Got Cats Paranoia Ditched.
I used to be that sloppy lil' girl who would run Forest run or flipped up her two legs when she was sitting whenever she saw a dangerous, biting, harmful cat came across her. But this Tam Tam totally change my perspective on cats and kittens 360 degrees. I saw her during Rafest. When the Intechss opened a stall in front of the UKC and I was done with my duty, I just slouchy walking back to ZC just like any other day. But then, I saw her. I knew it. She's the one. She's totally the one. She's that cat, who's gonna change my whole life. So I came near, lift her up with my two bare hands. She was so skinny I could feel her cracking bones when I was holding her. Ergh so cute so small so black........ so sexily dirty. I was having bags like huge bags that can even fit you in (no joke) hanging on my arms so I decided to put her in this box (a food container actually) and with hopes and dreams I brought her back.
I was doing things on the laptop (it sounds crucial but it was twitter lol) so I let her lie on my lap. When I tried to put her down she would come near me and start meowing. Cuteness overload. It was 12pm sth and I've got class at 2 so I decided to let her go but I found out that she has fell asleep already so I put her back in the food container but I put my clothes as base. She seems so serene when she was asleep. I guess this is how love feels.
But it seems like few people don't really like the idea of me keeping tam tam as a pet, so Rah and I decided to let her go. We let her wandering around, at the 4th level of ZC. Letting her go, last thing I wanna do. I was so crushed. It's like you love someone but for the sake of others you have to let him go. Forbidden love kind. Hmm. But the day after, I heard her meowing in front of my room door. She knows way back home. I'm her new home. It was one beautiful feeling. Opened the door and saw her and I could just pat her head and I pushed her away T___________T Sounds dramatic but hey it's a #truestory.
A few months after, when I was home, Nael texted me saying that she saw a black kitten got involved into a hit-and-run kind of accident. And she said she has the idea that it was Tam Tam. Yes I was sad but I don't really mopped around and mourned for her because obviously I've moved on. Tam Tam sounds like an ex but she's the kind of ex that has this one spot that can never be replaced no matter how many cuter squeezable kittens I will ever meet. Tam tam, may your soul rest in peace inshaAllah.
Love,
The One That You Got Cats Paranoia Ditched.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Lagu Pagi Ini
The Strokes - You Only Live Once.
Ooooooooh Ooooh Ooooh
Some people think they're always right
Others are quiet and uptight
Others they seem so very nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice...(oh-ho)
Inside they might feel sad and wrong (oh no)
Twenty-nine different attributes
Only seven that you like (uh oh)
Twenty ways to see the world (oh-ho)
Twenty ways to start a fight (oh-ho)
Oh don't, don't, don't get out
Sh-sh-sh-sh-I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
ooooooo-ooooooo-oooooh
Oh, men don't notice what they got
Oh, women think of that a lot...
A thousand ways to please your man (oh-ho)
Not even one requires a plan (I know)
Oh don't, don't, don't get out
Sh-sh-sh-sh-I can't see the sunshine
Oh, I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
Alright
Shut me up
Shut me up
And I'll get along with you.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Ugh
I am so perfectly annoyed. The End.
P/s: Well I guess I'm not that good in whining and moaning. Perhaps not in blog. I need responses. Two-way, how communication works.
Friday, August 5, 2011
Ramadhanu Kareem
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To A, do be aware that I am so not into you at all. Stop being jealous or having any irrelevant feeling of yours. I'm not yours and vicevers. It made my hair stands at its end when it comes to those romantic, touchyfeely words of yours. I have no idea what else should I say to give you full closure. I have Allah to be worshipped, family&friends to be taken care of, books to be read, tasks to be done, body to be showered, tummy to be filled, brain to be well-equipped & a blog to be updated. So concluded, i have no time for any loveydovey things. Not for you. Not for anyone else too. Friends yes. But that is the bottom line. Nothing more, nothing less. Period.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Jiwa Kelajuan
Too many things, too little time.
So many errands, too many deadlines.
Tonnes of words, Stacks of pages.
Al waqtu kassaifu. It will cut you if you don't cut it beforehand.
Chop chop.
Leave the unnecessary things.
Prioritize the pivotal ones.
Wa ilal liqa'.
Ma'assalamah.
So many errands, too many deadlines.
Tonnes of words, Stacks of pages.
Al waqtu kassaifu. It will cut you if you don't cut it beforehand.
Chop chop.
Leave the unnecessary things.
Prioritize the pivotal ones.
Wa ilal liqa'.
Ma'assalamah.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Lagu Hari Ini
The Scientist -Coldplay.
"Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions
Oh, lets go back to the start
Running in circles
Coming up tails
Heads on a science apart.
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start.
I was just guessing
At numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science
Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh, and I rush to the start
Running in circles
Chasing our tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start."
Imy, F369.
Barakallahulakuma
Mak and Ayah during Angah's Wed.
I'm no good in expressing my love & compassion that much. But, Mak, Ayah, note that,
I LOVE YOU THE MOST. Tak akan Sha duakan kasih sayang mak ayah dengan kasih bakal ibu bapa mentua kakakakakabye.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Pulling All-Nighter
Just done with the
90210 Season 1 and 2 & How I Met Your Mother Season 6 and 7 marathons, tonight. *grinning ear-to-ear*
90210 Season 1 and 2 & How I Met Your Mother Season 6 and 7 marathons, tonight. *grinning ear-to-ear*
This pair somehow resembles me and D
P/s: SLEEPISFORTHEWEAK
Marry You.
23.07.2011.
Congratio, Angah!
Kak Leyla, welcome to the family. Let's be-happy-together-gether-tara-ku-cha-cha.
More pictures will be uploaded later on. Internet connection is too slow in here. In college room. Have to make way home & utilize the rapid Unifi streaming. This weekend probably. Oh probably, nope. I still have an another midsem exam paper, which is the Basic Themes of Quran subject on this very Saturday. So going back home is a big no-no. Somehow, somehow, as a redemption, right after that last payyyyyyper, the girls in Group 407 will be leaving for MidValley. & Hanging out with classmates right after the examination, sounds so perfectly inviting. Oh yeah yeah.
Love at first sight? Does it really exist? Where the eyes meet the eyes and eventually melt each others' hearts? Which is what we called true love? Where you can feel it in your heart directly instantly without working on it? Ladies, that sounds .... quite disputable for me. I had not experience one so I may not have faith in that. But if someday I did, I know that would be an incredibly beautiful feeling I would ever feel. Ak-ah, but on this very sec, I know that I wouldnt. As I don't want to. But when the moment comes, I know it is inevitable.
Being in love, committing in relationship, having a boyfriend. Definitely, not an interest of mine at this very moment. I know it is fun having someone who could shower you with attention whenever you need one, knowing that you have someone you could turn to and saying words trying to make you feel better whenever you have biggies and stuffs whatevs being single is more preferable for me, still. Single stern independent carefree ladies ftw.
Being guyfree. Not in the sense that you have to be single lifelong. But at this certain time, when the real suitable time had not approach you yet, and particularly, as students, being single is the best option, dudettes. Relationships, they are sticky and messy.
Being single gives you the credit to mingle and make friends with the guys without having someone getting in the way as if there is a boundary for you not to do this and not to do that. Being single also gives you the privilige to have these uncertain butterflies-in-the stomach feelings like, "does he like me not?" "how does he feel for me?" and blah blah tug-of-war, chasing part, with your crush. Feel the rush. Giggle with your girlfriends each time you told them stories about what your crush had done today. Because I do. LOL. You could also like having admirerssss at a time, as people know that you are single and they won't be retained to approach you. HAH.. HAH.. HAH.. As a matter of fact, being someone's someone totally invades your privacy. And I just don't like the way it works. For NOW. But down the road, later on, I know I should be dealing with the fact, that no matter how independent self-reliant a woman is, she still needs a man in her life. And that is when I'm officially someone's wife.
As a student, it is fairly simple. Sustain good connection with Allah, relationship with family and friends. Focus in your study. And have fun in everything you do.
And home, xoxo imissyou.
Congratio, Angah!
Kak Leyla, welcome to the family. Let's be-happy-together-gether-tara-ku-cha-cha.
More pictures will be uploaded later on. Internet connection is too slow in here. In college room. Have to make way home & utilize the rapid Unifi streaming. This weekend probably. Oh probably, nope. I still have an another midsem exam paper, which is the Basic Themes of Quran subject on this very Saturday. So going back home is a big no-no. Somehow, somehow, as a redemption, right after that last payyyyyyper, the girls in Group 407 will be leaving for MidValley. & Hanging out with classmates right after the examination, sounds so perfectly inviting. Oh yeah yeah.
*********
It was like something from the old movie. Where the sailor sees the girl across the crowded dance floor, turns to his buddy and says, "See that girl? I'm gonna marry her someday."
Being in love, committing in relationship, having a boyfriend. Definitely, not an interest of mine at this very moment. I know it is fun having someone who could shower you with attention whenever you need one, knowing that you have someone you could turn to and saying words trying to make you feel better whenever you have biggies and stuffs whatevs being single is more preferable for me, still. Single stern independent carefree ladies ftw.
Being guyfree. Not in the sense that you have to be single lifelong. But at this certain time, when the real suitable time had not approach you yet, and particularly, as students, being single is the best option, dudettes. Relationships, they are sticky and messy.
Being single gives you the credit to mingle and make friends with the guys without having someone getting in the way as if there is a boundary for you not to do this and not to do that. Being single also gives you the privilige to have these uncertain butterflies-in-the stomach feelings like, "does he like me not?" "how does he feel for me?" and blah blah tug-of-war, chasing part, with your crush. Feel the rush. Giggle with your girlfriends each time you told them stories about what your crush had done today. Because I do. LOL. You could also like having admirerssss at a time, as people know that you are single and they won't be retained to approach you. HAH.. HAH.. HAH.. As a matter of fact, being someone's someone totally invades your privacy. And I just don't like the way it works. For NOW. But down the road, later on, I know I should be dealing with the fact, that no matter how independent self-reliant a woman is, she still needs a man in her life. And that is when I'm officially someone's wife.
As a student, it is fairly simple. Sustain good connection with Allah, relationship with family and friends. Focus in your study. And have fun in everything you do.
And home, xoxo imissyou.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
CFS IIUM
Carpe diem!
Enrolled on the 28th of May 2011. First day attending college.
Well I guess my reality is different. I could sniff the difference pretty well. I started out so well. The beginning has been pretty awesome. First day, got into a room of four, met new roommates. First day, but we've been getting along so well. Everybody with distinctive personality and different background but fits into each other perfectly. Stupid jokes we rambled on, mocking others from behind and cuddling with one another like we've known each other earlier.
Second day in college, I have already been the female imam for our maghrib congregational prayer for the whole Zainab College. Hand shoots into the air when the big sisters called out for a volunteer to lead the prayer. Small in size, but high in spirit. Volunteering own self. How I roll in the beginning. To stand out among the crowd.
Thus next, I tried my luck for the Cultural Night audition. Few male seniors told me that this is the only annual event in CFS that can gather the whole students in the college. I asked Rah, a roommate of mine if she's interested. Well, it seems like, Rah herself is a performer when she was in school. She agreed. Make hay while the sun shines. Opportunity is everywhere. Grab. We practised and we tried our lucks. Hundreds were auditioned. But alhamdulillah, Rah and I were chosen. There are few groups chosen, but we're the only female group selected. To be performing in front of thousands of students, it is indescribable. Kak Mas, a sister from Nilai was asked to join us. It is a poem about parents. Me reciting in English, Rah in Malay, and Kak Mas in Arabic. The videos and pictures and even the poem wrote on pieces of paper by me and Rah, I still have them with me. Torn apart a bit and got stained. Shall show to my children someday.
The second reason, I've came to my senses that I should be stealing the spotlight in college and utilizing my whole abilities in every single opportunities I grabbed is, my parents. Mak Ayah, I know you were reading. I may rarely tell you about how I was doing in college, but now you've been reading this, note that, I did all of these for the sake of self-satisfaction and yes, second, to make the both of you proud. Well I hope you do now. I love you both. I really do.
To make the whole storyline of my college life so far more significant, yes, I got exempted for both language courses, Arabic and English. Alhamdulillah. It was less than 10 people among the whole batch in all courses whom got exempted for both languages. So grateful. And plus, I was chosen to be the Vice President of the Intechss. Intechss, the students' society for the whole ICT students. And also, to be the Head of The Publication and Information Bureau of MRC, Mahallah Representative Council. I accepted these offers. Which I'm pretty much aware that big, burdening responsibilities are down the road, waiting to make my life much more dementing and hectic.
Know what? Challenge accepted.
Enrolled on the 28th of May 2011. First day attending college.
"The first time will never be easy. But soon, day by day, it gets better and better. Without you noticing." -SL
Well I guess my reality is different. I could sniff the difference pretty well. I started out so well. The beginning has been pretty awesome. First day, got into a room of four, met new roommates. First day, but we've been getting along so well. Everybody with distinctive personality and different background but fits into each other perfectly. Stupid jokes we rambled on, mocking others from behind and cuddling with one another like we've known each other earlier.
Second day in college, I have already been the female imam for our maghrib congregational prayer for the whole Zainab College. Hand shoots into the air when the big sisters called out for a volunteer to lead the prayer. Small in size, but high in spirit. Volunteering own self. How I roll in the beginning. To stand out among the crowd.
Thus next, I tried my luck for the Cultural Night audition. Few male seniors told me that this is the only annual event in CFS that can gather the whole students in the college. I asked Rah, a roommate of mine if she's interested. Well, it seems like, Rah herself is a performer when she was in school. She agreed. Make hay while the sun shines. Opportunity is everywhere. Grab. We practised and we tried our lucks. Hundreds were auditioned. But alhamdulillah, Rah and I were chosen. There are few groups chosen, but we're the only female group selected. To be performing in front of thousands of students, it is indescribable. Kak Mas, a sister from Nilai was asked to join us. It is a poem about parents. Me reciting in English, Rah in Malay, and Kak Mas in Arabic. The videos and pictures and even the poem wrote on pieces of paper by me and Rah, I still have them with me. Torn apart a bit and got stained. Shall show to my children someday.
The second reason, I've came to my senses that I should be stealing the spotlight in college and utilizing my whole abilities in every single opportunities I grabbed is, my parents. Mak Ayah, I know you were reading. I may rarely tell you about how I was doing in college, but now you've been reading this, note that, I did all of these for the sake of self-satisfaction and yes, second, to make the both of you proud. Well I hope you do now. I love you both. I really do.
To make the whole storyline of my college life so far more significant, yes, I got exempted for both language courses, Arabic and English. Alhamdulillah. It was less than 10 people among the whole batch in all courses whom got exempted for both languages. So grateful. And plus, I was chosen to be the Vice President of the Intechss. Intechss, the students' society for the whole ICT students. And also, to be the Head of The Publication and Information Bureau of MRC, Mahallah Representative Council. I accepted these offers. Which I'm pretty much aware that big, burdening responsibilities are down the road, waiting to make my life much more dementing and hectic.
Know what? Challenge accepted.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Waffles
You know the door to my very soul,
You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour,
You're my saviour when I fall,
And you may not think I care for you,
When you know down inside,
That I really do.
And it's me you need to show,
How deep is your love,
I really need to learn,
'Cause we're living in a world of fools,
Breakin’ us down,
When they all should let us be,
We belong to you and me.
And you come to me on a summer breeze,
Keep me warm in your love,
Then you softly leave,
And it's me you need to show.
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