Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Be Generous

Can I still get presents despite not getting straight A's ?


OH and Happy New Year, hope you have an amazing celebration tonight.
Will blog later when I'm done saying my farewell to 2008.


09 for 09

01. 1 a.m: Listening to Demi Lovato on YouTube.
02. I love it when: I'm on my own, doing my own thing and no one to bug me
03. Karl Lagerfeld is: the only guy in this planet to pull of his platinum coloured hair into a ponytail.. and still look good.
04. Tomorrow: is 2009 !
05. I have to confess: that I like to lie. BUT I'm doing less of that now. Trying to, anyway
06. If I had one million dollars I would: Buy myself a plane ticket around the world with a bunch of friends and live large.
07. The future: is very tempting to see.
08. Maybe I should: get ready for tuition (!)
09. I am tagging: Ila, Sha, Karen.

Was tagged by Nisha


A spoiler for Agama. 

When Ustazah (my class teacher for 2 years) handed me my result, she looked disappointed and my heart just fell off my chest. But I didn't get it. I could see all A's. Was this just a joke ? Usually teacher's do that to you. 
But than of course, the last subject was Agama and there sat my B.
I had a mix of emotions. I was ecstatic that I managed to get A's for Science (ESPECIALLY!), Sejarah and Geography. Over the moon ecstatic because I was more than sure to get less than that. 
But at the same time, I was so crushed. B for Agamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ?!?!?!?!?!
So that was why Ustazah seemed upset. She kept apologising to me afterward claiming it was partially her fault which I don't understand at all. She's been nothing but fantastic these past 2 years. Will miss her dearly. 
Of course I cried. Cried so much and hugged my friends. I was so proud of them, regardless, because of how they've accomplished so much and worked so hard (seeeeee, Belinda and Brenda, told you dpt straight A's!). 
In a way, amongst all my friends, I felt left out because of not getting those 8A's. 
My good friends all achieved them. And I didn't. You know how that feels ? You can't join them and jump/skip joyously. OK FINE, JEALOUS NAK MATI.
But like I said, other than that one atom of jealousy (chyeah right!), I am entirely proud of them. So proud, I can cry (': (drama gila) Also, am so very grateful to them for everything they've tirelessly taught me (Especially Belinda for sitting behind me and tried to not get annoyed because I selalu pusing kerusi to you and ask for help in Geo, Maths and everything else). 
When my mum came, she smiled so broad, it could reach her ears, I swear. She then pulled me for a hug and in a way, I was surprised. I'd thought she'd be all, 'Ah, it's ok. There's still SPM!'.
But she was proud of the 7 I got and she called everyone telling so. Embarrassing but in her words, 'Why waste away good news? You did fantastic!'. 
I love her (':

My biggest thanks (tahu mcm receiving award HAHA) is to Pak Tok who called international to wish me a congratulations. Of course la kan, that just made my voice all choked up. 

All in all, er.. I'm good. 
I'm trying to cheer myself up. 
Will tell you how that goes.

Ciao Bella,

Monday, December 29, 2008

La Nouvelle Vague

Trying. To. Breathe.
Failing to do so.

I'd like to think that I did my part. Studying and all that. I've asked for God's help and wishing with all my might that my same, consistent prayer will be answered on a positive note regarding tomorrow's results. For one thing, I really hope it goes well. I'd hate to see that my trips to the library and sacrificing outings would have gone to waste. 

Sunday, December 28, 2008

I Love Behati

It's 1614 on a Sunday and I haven't bathed. I have turned into.. disgusting. Thank God for school. That'll keep me up right. But even the mere thought of waking up at the ungodly hour of 6 in the morning is killing me.

Talk about having no originality. Just because everyone's doing it, doesn't mean you have to. All of the sudden, this big interest in editorials? It's not called minat, it's called being a copycat. I have the utter respect for fashion bloggers who know the A-Z's of Alber Elbaz (and his physique LOL), that shows natural passion and interest. You're just doing it because you have this need to be popular and known. Please don't think that I'm writing this as an evident of the alter ego of a huge most people assume I possess. It's not, believe me. It's just so disgusting to see people faking their interest mainly just because to fit in. Come on. Talking about fashion and it's many criteria doesn't mean you're dressed as good or better as the next wannabe. I'm not saying I'm good or adventurous when it comes to donning outfits, but I am very enthusiastic about fashion and would consider a career in it. It's just so ridiculous to see other people 'loving' fashion and Louis Vuitton (just because it's the only brand people all over the world recognizes in a second) just to fit in and be 'cool' (ugh).

Like how people claim they 'LOVE' fashion but for the wrong reason. They claim that because they have the money to buy Topshop and Zara garments and have no problem flaunting their expensive clothes. They don't read Vogue and religiously go to fashion blogs (bukan setakat nak copy paste gambar pastu letak kat blog ok) and be wowed by Christopher Decarnin's hardwork for Balmain. That's not called being a fashion enthusiast, that just means you have money (!).

Sorry for that. 

Results are creeping near. I'm scared out of my mind. 
Picture above; Taylor Tomasi

Hunk A Cheese

Say hi to the lad in glasses.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

My Eclipse and Breaking Dawn has arriveddddddddddddddddddd !
And my plan of starting a Fashion Journal has started. I'm so proud of myself. (HEHE)

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas !

Wednesday, December 24, 2008


Valentine Fillol Cordier is indeed the boss

Favourite item as of late ; My leather bound diary. It's black with the tip of pages dipped in platinum silver. Still trying to figure out the content. KLCC for Christmas, will invest in an A4 wide blank book for a fashion journal that I have always wanted to do. Yay me for being productive.


Escaped to Telawi for some bargain hunting. Only managed to get a light blue buttoned down top scribbled with hearts from Mooie. Twas a hot day, hence the perspiring. Not a pretty sight, I assure you. Stuffed myself with nasi daun pisang earlier, also not a pretty sight. Basically, just keep your distance with me. I was very tempted to buy fringed boots from Moca but comfort is crucial when it comes to shoes and I doubt that with the boots.

And as a Christmas present, my sister bought me Eclipse eventhough I have ordered online. She must have known how badly I wanted to read them. I've begun but I'm trying with all my will power to slow down and not read too fast. I want to savor the writing and the excitement (whatever that means). Though Tania can be a menacing ass at times, she's still a darling. LOVE HER.

Tomorrow's Christmas.
Christmas presentnya di mana ?

Tuesday, December 23, 2008


Robert Pattinson has cut his hair.
Deep breath in.
Deep breath out.
He is ridiculously good looking, he should sue.
(people who disagree, I bid you farewell. People who however shares the same interest in lusting over this Brit, OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG !)
Relax. He's just a boy.
We be chilled.

Nails are now decked in a dark deep shade of purple. Black if seen from afar.
Favourite buy today is a gold snake ring, something you'd see from the frail fingers of Nicole Richie and Rachel Zoe. It compliments my freshly manicured nails well.

And my grandparents hailing from Medina or Mecca, am not entirely certain, for their pilgrimage have sent me a text (no people, that does not mean it is all well in my world of communication. It was via Mum's phone) concerning my results in which I replied that I haven't received them and promise to inform them as soon as I do. My grandfather then told me that 8 is just a number and that I will grow up to be a wise, beautiful lady with penuh Iman and that is the best result in life.

Cheers to that.

It's Like Before

Yesterday, I spent the day with my mum. Nothing pleases me more. We went to Cineleisure and watched Australia in Platinum Class. It is so luxurious, best gila. It really feels like you're at home only you're not.
Australia anyway, was good. Though in the beginning macam ntahpape but it got real good later. Very heartwarming. I'm not a good movie reviewer so please bare with me!
Plus I really like Nicole Kidman so maybe I'm just biased.
Dinner was next, at Tony Roma's. Again, stuffed myself with food. This time with chicken wings. Holy mother of calories.

Dad got back from Jakarta today and brought a dozen and more Indonesian albums. Niiiiiiiice (!) Have been listening to them in the car. Finally, a soothing sound!

For dinner, we went to Chillies. Had my Mushroom Swiss, a huge portion ain't it. But considering I skipped lunch, I thought I could need the extra consumption. My mum has gone on a diet. According to her, it's a apple and chicken only diet. So far, she's been eating apples and nothing much. Not very sure where or how the chicken plays a part in this diet of hers. I have suggested gym enrollment. For a quick second, I swear I could see some determination in her but the laziness got the best of her. Neh, it's not like I could survive the treadmill anyway.

I can finally get a manicure ! Yes to buffered crimson coloured nails ! And no to period pains and sleepless nights.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Prada, Steven Meisel, applause please.

Look Here

Ok cam ni

When a girl expresses her joy/anger/whatever, she tends to gush and probably curse. Laki boleh tak jangan suruh chill ? Bukan laki je actually. Perempuan pun. Let the girl display her enthusiasm. Why rain on her parade by saying, 'Ek eleh, chillllllllll la'. Kau tak pernah happy ke nak suruh orang lain emo, bodoh ? Masalah


ok, i got nothing.

I'm watching Amazing Race (the American version that is) and I'm so amused with all the kekecohan going on. I have always wanted to participate and if given a chance, still would. It's a laugh for most but it just looks like intense fun (however that seems to work) and requires one to be on the go all the time. I've always liked competition and this show is the epitome of that. 
I didn't know why I just talked about Amazing Race but I'm so bored and I just finished eating 2 packs of nasi lemak. 

I shall enroll in a gym..


Sunday, December 21, 2008


Hoping Santa drops by and gets a whiff of my wishes (because I'm no good in baking chocolate chips).

1 Nine West black shoes
2 Corsetted black dress
3 Wide legged pants
4 Sequinned cardigan (the one I drooled over in Zara)
5 Bandeau or a paper bag skirt, can't decide which (and to save parents from sudden shock and attack of the heart, skirts will be donned along with muted tights)
6 Studded wide strip belt
7 Plain sheer tops (counted as basics)
8 An exaggerated satin bow headband like the one Blair wore in that episode where she and Serena went to the Yale interviewer's house.
9 A black boyfriend blazer.
10 Fringe Prada bag (or anything close)
11 Full leather ballet flats

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Santa

Friday, December 19, 2008

How's everyone ? I'll write when I have better (OR ANY!) material.
Til then.
Have a great day!


P/S: If you're not having a great one, please feel free to write your discontent in my c-box and we can rant together. Thank you.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Listen Up

I couldn't agree more. The chances of me voicing out an opinion has become very rare. I always had to watch what I say, fearing that people would object it (which happens quite often with the friends I have, sorry). Most of the time, if not all, I just agree with what people has to say and act as if it's the right way to go. It's very irritating for me to not have a say in a discussion. Which is why I'm very determined to be my own boss when I grow up. I never got to lead. But that's what I'm hoping for in the future.

(Picture courtesy of PostSecret)

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

At Ease

My phone's being an ass and refuses to charge and I have given up all tiny bit of hope with it. It has succumb to it's death, sadly enough.

Mum has given her green light to allow me to buy a new phone but I'm still on the edge of doubt. New phone usually means ".. no more buying anything for the next 6 years!". Now you know where I get my exaggeration expertise from. My mum told me to hunt for phones online and I just glanced once and was bored. They all look the same ! Let's look at the pros and cons of owning a cell phone.. for my sake. You can exit your way if you have anything better to do, like, say, sleeping.

1 I'll be able to communicate with the world once more.
2 I'll get to enjoy what I couldn't like having more than 1 (I KNOW!) song and a bigger memory capacity (my current phone is so lame, you can only have one song and messages can only reach til a total of 100.)
3 It'll be a new change of sight.

1 I'll be able to communicate with the world once more
2 I won't be able to buy anything for atleast the next 6 months.
3 It won't make me any happier

I won't be able to be reached via phone.
There's always Myspace and that Chat box on the right.

Astalavista, BABY!

My left eye is sore. And itchy. Sounds like the beginning of a wonderful day. Yesterday though, bought the Instax Mini that I've wanted for so long. Used my sister's achieved glory (5A's) as an excuse to buy it. Technically, it's hers, but I plan to claim half ownership. A cardigan from ZARA caught my eye (that's a first in a long time) that reminded me of a Burberry garment. If I weren't so financially depressed, would have bought it there and then.

I have ordered my Eclipse and Breaking Dawn online.. ONLY TO REALISE THEY'RE ARRIVING AT AN ESTIMATED DATE OF JANUARY 13TH. !@#$%^&
Patience is key. But then again, patience and me never mix. Never. Ever.

I'll be 16 in a month ! That's something to look forward to. I think.

I swear I'm a magnet for calories and fats. I've been eating a lot these days. Doesn't bother me but I can't help but wonder why now ?

Speak of the devil, my maid has just announced (half true, she just stands and screams, "COME MAKAN!" and everyone would come down) lunch and I'm off.


Sunday, December 14, 2008

Holy Macaroni

My definition of the perfect destruction.

There was Fashion TV in Bandung. Made the trip even better. I only get to see stills from the fashion show and it's nothing like the real thing. With the models sashaying their skinny ass, donning what may be the designer's best kept secret for the season. I'd like to be there witnessing the parade put on by the models. I'd also like to give a big hug to Jean Paul Gautier for being irresistibly French (!)

Hey Behati !

I have always loved Behati Prinsloo. And her many cute ways.
Gila babi masalah nak pergi compare orang lawa ngan orang tak seberapa.
Tengok diri kau tu dula la, bangang. Ingat handsome sangat ?

Told Ya So..

It's called being smart, milady

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Foot Fetish

I've grown to love shoes more and more. It used to be the item I dread shopping for. Actually, it still is. WHAT THE HELL AM I TALKING ABOUT ? The reason I hate shopping for shoes is because it's so hard to find one that I really like. So shoe shopping is usually done when my previous pair is in pieces (literally) and is on the edge of moulding (if possible). Ew.
AAAAANYWAY. The ones that I DO like are either A) Too ridiculously expensive B) Not available in Malaysia or C) My size is unavailable which happens quite a number of times.
Below covers A and B. And BECAUSE of that, C is not needed.

4 : YSL

Better Place

I have always thought the blacks had a better voice and rhythm than the whites. This just enforces my statement.

Friday, December 12, 2008


Hey, I'm back


1 Hotel staff were fantastic. Extremely polite. Made the trip worth while.

2 Hotel FOOD was beyond amazing. In general, indonesian food is really good. Ate at this place and had a bit of a laugh because
we didn't really get the chance to order. They brought the rice and like 10 or more dishes and placed it infront of us. We had to push aside which dish we didn't want. Kinda awesome.

3 Shopping was mediocre. Didn't buy much. But looking at the big picture, for most people, it's shopping heaven. There's Gap for mere 6 bucks. It can't get any better. But I was real picky so I didn't get to buy a lot.

4 The traffic is mad. Everyone drives slow and they don't depend on a traffic light. They depend on a traffic man . My mum was itching to drive and accelerate like she does here. They drive at like less than 40km/h. It's ridiculous. Bumper to bumper crawl all the way to EVERYWHERE.

5 Based on number 4, to burn time in the car, I read the ads there. So amusing how they have 'Ngapa'in?' or something like that. I only thought they said that in TV, didn't expect them to have it on ads. Reading them can make you appear like a real indonesian. I TRIED to avoid anyone coming up to me to ask/tell/converse in Indonesian, fearing I'd look like a moron gawking at them, trying at my very best to interpret them in an understandable language but such things are unavoidable so I'd usually motion them to my mum (and end up looking like a moron, anyway) and she'll take over.

In all, Bandung was just o-kay. Nothing fantastic or in words of dear friends, 'BEST GILAAAAA!'. Truth be told, the food and the hotel were the big winner. Not so much on shopping.

But hey, it's just my opinion.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Salam Sore

Greetings from Bandung !

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Monday, December 8, 2008

Planes and Anything That Flys

I don't like to pack, did you know that ? Well, now you do. I don't like it. It's so annoying, the process I mean. And I hate planes, I get air sick so quick. I can't stand the smell of the plane and the seats are so up right, messes up my body posture. Turbulence takes top winner in my list of reasons of why I despise airplanes and everything related.
But, I love LOVE LOVE the airport. It's so cool and so futuristic (I'm talking about KLIA, mind you) and the smell of the airport makes me all giddy and excited. And the occasional TING TONG PESAWAT PESAWAT 74829347293, SILA KE GATE 823719038.
It actually excites me how ridiculous that may sound.
And though, I LOVEEEEEEEE airplane fooooooooood.
HI SURAYA AND DINA ! (saja je nak mention nama kat blog HEHE)

I really need to start packing.


Just The Two

They're so good looking. Being a female, my affection leans more towards Robert Pattinson (and the idea of Edward Cullen, holy moly macaroni) but Kristin is really pretty though shy. Robert Pattinson's main purpose to try out and audition was because he loved Kristin in Into The Wild and even said she's the best actress of this generation which I thought is probably one of the nicest things to say about another actor. Nothing pleases them more than a compliment that great. BESIDES I FREAKIN' LOVE VANITY FAIR.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Saturday, December 6, 2008

I Ran Out Of Titles

Spot the similarities

How's everyone doing ?
Good ? Yeah ?


Tuesday, December 2, 2008

1 Finished New Moon. Eclipse up next to be devoured.

2 Tuition classes for next year are starting soon. A part of me can't wait. But then again, a part of me is delusional.

3 My plan to correct my deprived sleep is still in the works. Will fix that for the sake of well.. breakfast.

4 It's already December 4th. Results (much dreaded) are on it's way. Slowly creeping onto me.

5 Missing friends. Thank God for KFC.

6 Saving is harder done than said. A lot harder.

7 Fashion related blogs have been my source of reading as of late. Especially ones with mouth-watering shoes. YSL's 'Hero' is by far, the most painful shoe I've seen. With only a single line of brass arch to support the feet. Ouch.

8 Books have been a fairly well company to me these days. Forgotten how to escape reality. Thank God for novels, how I've missed reading them.

9 A game of 'Should I or Shouldn't I' have been playing in my mind for days.

10 3D movies have become a fascination for me. HAHA.

11 Thank you Stephanie Meyer for existing an Edward Cullen into our lives (holy dramatic!). Planted the seed of belief in me that chivalry does exist, even if it's in only just in books.

12 I want to swim again. It's been a while.

13 My closet is so depressing.

14 My hair is taking it's own sweet time to grow. I swear, it's getting to be rebellious. IF that's nearly possible.

15 Parents are in the talks for a lavish holiday next year. Not putting my hopes up but it'll be pretty awesome if it were true. Crossed fingers.

Look Right

They have something in common : Crazily messy hair

I'm bored and currently watching Mary Kate and Ashley on Oprah while sipping Pepsi. OH the excitement.

Yesterday was uneventful. Watched Twilight (again and get this; for all the 3 times I've watched, I got the same seat in the same cinema. Rad) and halfway through, made my way out with Iman to catch Bolt 3D. Back to back movies doesn't do the back any good. Got Nando's short after. And THAT was my day. At night, I reread Twilight and paid good attention to my favourite parts. Even writing down the pages ! Currently waiting patiently (maybe not) for New Moon. Been bugging my mum to head to Ikano or Curve for their bookstores. I'm also (STILL) wanting Influence, written by famed duo, Mary Kate and Ashley. GAH. My list of wantings have increased after browsing a million plus one fashion blogs. Shoes, especially. YSL Tribute is absolute love. Hunting for a look alike. If only money wasn't such a problem and if saving wasn't such a hard thing to do.
Some days are spent locked up in my room, listening to whatever music there is on my iPod and writing my fantasies and dreams in my notebook. No, I am not kidding. I'm really THAT bored. I should stock up my books again so that, I won't have to wait (like what i'm doing at this very moment) for another book. I'm impatient like that.

I ran out of things to say 20 minutes ago. Saja gatal nak blog.

Til whenever,

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Vamp Love

Current state : Still very much infatuated with Twilight

Friday, November 28, 2008

I sometime feel he's too good looking to be true. He takes my breath away and he's the beat my heart skips. Serious tak tipu

Oh, Love


Today, I went on an impromptu outing with Brenda, Belinda, Kristin, Li May, and Debra.

Watched Twilight with twins and Kristin. It was amazing. Some people thought it was boring. I thought otherwise. Maybe it's because high expectations were set and that the book was probably a million times better. That was an advantage for me, actually. I haven't read the book (BUT I BOUGHT IT TODAY! HAHA) so besides knowing Edward was a real romantic, I didn't know much about this whole book-turned-world-wide-phenom. I loved it and I'm actually going to watch it again with an old friend.

Edward Cullen (though I don't know him as much as those who have completed the book) is so handsome in the movie. He was a bit (too) pale for my liking but oh boy, he's something, alright. Especially when he wore those black Ray Bans and put his arms around Bella, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabi punya hot siallllllll.
He's too cute. It's like a sin, really. Sumpahhhhhh handsome. I smiled whenever he came on screen. Ok, maybe shrieked a couple of times too. BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER.
Handsome bodohhhhh, dah officially jatuh cinta.
And that part when they played baseball and he fell with a laugh. Oh my godddddd, apa masalah diaaa nak dominate the whole female population of this world with his smile?

Masalah besar.


Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Stop Right There !

Look at the bright side ! You won't need to polish them !

It's high time l need a new pair of shoes. Not that I don't love the ones I have, I just need some addition to my shoe collection (consisting of just ONE good pair of flats. Spell Pathetic). But I can't bring myself to buy anything as of now. I'm saving for a trip I may or may not go. Currently all I'm wanting is a pair of shoes and a bag. Then I'm good for the year (total lie).

Fingers crossed that the trip won't be a downer, though.


Saturday, November 22, 2008

Le Lads,

I'm a pretty good liar. Today, I finally told a secret regarding old times and both Aina and Shira exclaimed saying, 'OH SO NOWWWWW YOU TELL US?'
In elementary school, I was the kid who didn't had a crush on the popular boy just like every girl then. Everyone knew that. I was so lying. Of course there was a boy. I just hid it well. And when I told them today that I too joined the club (secretly) and had the typical school girl crush on the popular boy, they hit me with pillows as a result for not telling them then.

I remember some of them would ask "Not even a small tiny little crush? Sikit satu atom pun tak? No one?!". I'd smile and say, 'No, takde.'
Honestly, I'd never would have thought they'd believe me and throughout the years, they bought it. I was thankful for that, though.
When I told Kyrina about the cute boys at the seminar we attended (ada sikit la, tapi lupa dah macam mana rupa), she would say, "OHMYGOD, what happened to the old Nadia, the one yang tak suka siapa siapa? You grew up! Aww (';"
I guess I did.
Cheers to that

We girls can't escape the reality of accepting the presence of the opposite sex in our lives. Often, the ones we want are the ones we can't have. Either that or they're already someone else's to be loved and cared for. Or maybe they're just gay. Hampehhh.
I daresay I was close to having one. A boyfriend, I mean. I just backed out. Reason being I'm not ready at all. I just want to go with the flow, you get? Wait til I'm settled in university or something. It sounds so far away but what's the rush? A race to see who gets the most boyfriends by the end of the school year ? Psh. Nonsense.
It's different with me. I don't want to have the feeling of breaking up and crying buckets for the lad who dumped me or vice versa. I mean, it's not like I won't have that at all (the whole breaking up dilemma, I mean) in my life, of course I would, I'm just saying I don't want THAT now. It's too early in life to have a serious boyfriend. I want to be really in love when I finally call myself someone's girlfriend. Like, really really really in love. And that to me, is not now. Sure, I'd have a little flutter of the heart when I speak to a crush (as of now? ada beberapa HAHAHA). My plan is to get married by mid to late 20s. I'm only 15. That gives me a lot of time to find 'The One', kan ? I just don't get the rush that people are pushing me towards. Why now? Maybe when I turn 19 ? Hell, maybe 25 ? Usually patience pays off. I'm hoping it will for this.

[ Oh before I get carried away, whoever here reading who is in love and blissfully in a great relationship, I'm sorry if you get offended with this post but please don't. I'm sure you both are very happy and if you're a friend, I'm happy for you (tumpang gembira, namanya HAHA). Really I am. Don't take it personal. This is just me and my point of perspective. It's nothing, really. Tapi kalau tak suka, you can always press the little X button on your top left or right (depending on what you use, really) and exit your way to a merrier blog. ]

It's not a matter of the parents (but having your mum as a teacher does get in your way sometimes). I can always use THEIR background as a defense. My mum told me my dad had 3 girlfriends at the same time at one point. And that he started sending out love letters at the age of 13. HAH. Lagi teruk, adalah.
But no,
it's a matter of me.
I'll wait. Til when? I have NO idea, love. I want to take things slow. And see where it'll lead. Maybe I'll find him in my university or on a train ride to France (ok, pushing it hahahaha)? Or he's the incredibly cute geek in the library, catching up on his reading (a guy who reads, extra points) ? A star player, maybe? Imaginations may run wild but for all you know, he's right here, reading this.
Tough luck, buddy. I won't know.
But being friends won't be such a bad start, eh?
I'll be the first to admit, I'm not exactly what a typical guy would want in a girl. Compared to the millions of girls out there, my looks are well, nothing to really look at. Haha. I'm being totally real. I've reflected myself and I'm blessed with 2 eyes, 2 ears, a mouth and a nose and nothing running short, thankfully. But don't tell me you haven't had the smallest wish of a smoother skin, kan? (I just wish some of you would stop complaining on how you've gotten fat when clearly you're just asking other people to convince you otherwise and even to the extent of complimenting.) But some guys are so obvious in marking their territory on all the pretty girls on myspace, facebook or wherever. It's so hard to look at. When they have about the prettiest bunch of girls on their top friends, you can't help but wonder if they're real friends or just some decoration. And with THOSE girls occupying your time, people like me are just practically worth a glance and nothing more. What happen to inner beauty ? Gone just like the chivalry the world once had.

Love is something so beautiful and sometimes, blinding. I'll venture into it when I'll get older and am on a search for The One. For the time being, let me just be a kid with grades to worry about and not on what I'm suppose to wear for the date I'm nervously anticipating. It'll come. The day where that guy and I will go out for the dinner that either one of us asked the other. I'll blog about it some day on how I met this guy that I have fallen head over heels for, you can count on that. Gambar pun boleh (HAHAHA). The day will come when I'll have enough courage to bring the guy home to meet the parents. The moment will arrive when he asks for my hand in marriage and I'll get all teary up only to be wiped seconds later to start planning the wedding! The time will come when I'll be in a relationship and then maybe I'll get what the hype is all about. Just not now. I'll wait.

Like how I always do.

After Midnight

Point form is the way to go for today

1 I've been watching One Tree Hill alot these days. Not as much as my mum though. She's gone nuts for it. Can't really blame her. She's got nothing to do these days and maybe it's my advantage having mum home all the time. I think I shall ask her to bring me out for lunch tomorrow. Now, all I have to do is to wake up BEFORE noon strikes.

2 Some people are so pretty/handsome you can't help but just stop and stare. HAHA. Maybe they realise it, maybe they don't but if I were them, I'd thank God everyday and be totally modest. No one likes an ego.

3 Some friends aren't worth it.

4 Results are scaring the living crap out of me. For real.

5 My tastebuds are still not in action and I'm still miserable because of it.

6 I'm dying to bitch slap one of the girls from My Super Sweet 16.

7 I like to do things alone. Especially when it comes to shopping. And watching tv. Less pressure.

8 I don't sleep normal. Well, not anymore.

9 I miss my elementary school friends.

10 3 more minutes and it'll be 0300. Shit.

Friday, November 21, 2008


So found out that there are some sick people out there. Maybe it's the season, you know? And unfortunate for us to get it.
Whoever's reading and is sick (bless you), GET WELL SOON !

I wanted to do what a person I wish I'd knew would have done to me during my demam period.

Take Care then.


I WANT THAT BOOK, maybe that's why I dreamt of Ashley. And Ashley's white shirt. I have one but the material is much more keras than the one she's wearing. Lawa sial, nak.

Lure You In,

Saja je nak add,

OH before I forget, I want to tell you that I actually dreamt of meeting Ashley Olsen at Delifrance, One Utama -.-
She was in a wheelchair, odd enough. And we (my sister and my cousin) went up to ask for an autograph. I remembered asking my dad for a pen which he magically took out from his back pocket (which he never has but whatever) and she was really friendly. She got hungry and she invited us all to eat with her and a publicist (maybe?) and we talked.
I asked her where was Mary-Kate and she replied,

'Japan's Switzerland'

I didn't understand it at first til my GRANDMOTHER (who appeared beside me ALL OF A SUDDEN) explained to me like it's Malaysia's France being Bukit Tinggi.
Tak faham takpe lah hahahaha

There were some other details but ofcourse, I have totally forgotten. I actually woke up at 6 but forced myself to go to sleep cause it was the best dream I've ever had HAHAHAHA

Ok, bye

Thursday, November 20, 2008


OK. I've settled for just bad phlegm-y cough.
Hoorah !

Since getting all sick, my activities (if any at all) got cut short. My days were spent feeling miserable and dizzy on the bed. Standing up was a torture. Eating my meds was well, worse. Movements were kept to a minimum and sleeping became the main agenda. I practically didn't eat much since my taste buds decided to take a hike and everything I consumed tasted like vomit hence making me lose my appetite. I personally felt like I did shed some pounds but I don't think I actually have. But my stomach's never been flatter (HAHA!).

Moving on

I FINALLY got hold of Aina last night and we spoke for 2 and a half hours and had my expected laughs with her. Serious fun. She told me a couple of secrets and stories about her school life in Melaka and in return, I told MY share of stories from this side of the pond and she said, "Damn, and I thought my school ada banyak drama"
Tahu takpe.

Ok, i'm so blank, boring gila babi kat rumah tau tak.
Grr. Lama tak jumpa kawan dah.
OH yeah, RINDU NAJIB !! Selalu ada online, culture shock, tiba tiba takde haha.
Soon, habis, sampai pukul 4 la maki model ada lemak

The phone is being dismissed these days. It's gone crazy anyway. Charging seems like a chore as opposed to just plugging the damned wire in. It needs to be moved and shaken vigorously before I can see the battery bar blinking on the pathetic screen.
I don't know why I'm telling you this little known fact but seriously, other than that, nothings really been on my mind.
Maybe the doubt of straight A's for PMR but I'm trying to push that away. :/
But I can't.

Tomorrow shall be spent at Aina's, laughing up a storm and stuffing our faces with food.
FINALLY, something fun to look forward to. Then again this weekend, hopefully. And a sleepover shall be planned, that'll be fun.

Time goes by so fast when you're doing nothing at all.

Monday, November 17, 2008

I Spoke To Soon,

Hi, I'm back.

Kind of.

First, I'd like to apologize for the unmentioned hiatus. On a previous post (Venticinque which means 25 in Italian, by the way), referring to Fact #6, I fell sick. Terribly sick, in fact. I have slowly recovered. Though my mouth is dry 24/7 (literally, people), I am coping. Slowly but surely.

I fell sick on Friday morning, and I could feel it coming. Why ? Because I felt my body heating up by the minute and I sweat a lot, a rare occasion for me. I also started to feel thirsty, which is also rare considering I'm not a fan of plain water and well, especially not in the morning. It was also the day that I had plans and I had to cancel them. Darn.

So yeah, things got worse by the day and I haven't been doing anything much but to lie in bed and well, moan and grunt. And sweat. I hate getting sick. Like I mentioned earlier, I rarely get sick and if I do, i'm like half dead. Which I was. Thankfully, I'm coming out of that hell hole. Anyway.

I don't really have the mood to blog and I don't want to push myself to doing anything much right now since that'll only make things bad when it finally starts to turn better. Besides, I think I spoke too soon. I'm feeling a bit dizzy and I'm starting to sweat.. again.


Thursday, November 13, 2008

Main Mane

Sexy gila babi nak mampus nak mati, righttt, grr, I want her hair (lips pun boleh jugak).

It's so freakin' sexy. Like, you could wear sweat pants and a greasy top but I swear to God, you'd still look like a Hair Goddess (whatever THAT is).
I. Can't. Stop. Looking.
Ok, I vow to care for my hair (it rhymed!) in order to be in that shape. My hair is still in a bob (ish) so hoping it'll grow fast so that I can enjoy having long hair to swish all around and doing all sort of things (like tying my hair up in a tight chignon without using anything, not even a lousy bobby pin! Cheers to me!).
Any clue as to is hiding under that beautiful mane?
I'm thinking Hilary Rhoda but it could be anyone.
Orange lips too, I loike.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008


Instructions: List down 25 completely random things about yourself and then tag people.

1. My full name is Nadia Zainudin Binti Zainudin. People snicker at the thought of how I have a male appropriate name in MY name. Long story.

2. I tend to tiptoe in any kitchen. So much so, my granddad will step on my foot so that I'd stand properly. I can't stand stepping on little crumbs of well, ANYTHING!

3. My attention span lasts for about 30 seconds.

4. One of my (MANY) pet peeves is when people tell me to 'Relax' or better yet, 'Chill'. I can't 'relax' so quit telling me to. Not only is it rude. It makes me feel embarrassed.

5. I like jazzy music. Dad's influence, of course. Babyface, ultra favourite.

6. I rarely get sick but if I do, macam separuh mati. Seriously, dengan tak boleh bangun dari katil lagi.

7. My interest in music is very minimal. I prefer movies. AND TV SHOWS

8. I have a birthmark on my left elbow so that explains why I don't like wearing short sleeves.

9. I'm not adventurous when it comes to ice cream flavours. I only have 2 choices. Strawberry (only if there is real chunks of strawberry YUM) or Mango.

10. I wish I had nice legs

11. I used to LOVE Filipino telenovelas. LIKE SANAY WALA NANG WAKAS. Sumpah best HAHA

12. Because I grew up to an English speaking family, it was real awkward speaking Malay and my friend once commented that I spoke Malay like how a Chinese would.

13. I have a weakness for Coca Cola

14. I'm convinced that I have grown up to socialize better with people because of Aina, uber bestfriend <3

15. I regret not continuing to learn the piano.

16. I get tired very easily

17. I don't play sports. AT ALL.

18. I used to buy all the pretty notebooks I could lay my eyes on. And pens! Because I loved writing things. Lists, especially. And dreams. HAHA

19. I'm freakin' lazy, it's not funny.

20. I'm a real kampung girl. I prefer eating rice wherever I am. But a contrast it is that I like eating at posh places.

21. I like my hair, hahahaha

22. I can't cook. Even I wanted to, I can't.

23. I'm so picky, it drives everyone crazy.

24. I don't usually get my way which disappoints me.

25. I'm uncomfortable with kids.

Ok, 25 random things, for the knowing of the public.


Monday, November 10, 2008

And you are?

You know what I really want to do ?

I want to go swimming. (But I shall have to buy a swimsuit first since mine is 2 sizes too small.)

Also, at Zara, there was this pretty chiffon blouse with small prints of purple I-Don't-Know-What scattered on a black canvas. Empire waisted, I think? But the price tag was a bit heavy for my ever decreasing savings. I'm still waiting for mum to reimburse the money (MY DUIT RAYA!) I have been spending on my own expense. I hate spending my own money. True, it practices one's self to be independent in the near coming future, but I just can't. Unless the item of purchase doesn't get the nod of approval from Mother, than I shall buy it on my own. Sigh. Let's savor our youth, boys and girls.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be spent roaming the shops in Telawi Street. I admit, I have a tinge of doubt that I'll be able to find anything for myself but heck, it's cheap! I shall buy some birthday presents (which are LONG overdue) while I'm there. Presents excite me for some reason. May it be receiving or giving, they bring a great vibe. (I can't help but imagining my Sweet 16 when talking about presents, HOHO)

And.. I'm out of topic.

Will blog soon when mind is in full gear (whatever that means)

Til then, Au Revoir !

The Fun

I'm currently feeling dizzy.

Allow me to shorten this post so that I can get my tired arse upstairs for a good nap (READ:5 hour sleep).

Slept at Najihah's on Saturday night. Twas a whole lot fun. Took pictures. Made Miley&Mandy-esque videos. Laughed so hard at times. Sneaked out (HEHEHE).

Went to One Utama the next day. Played games as opposed to the same routine we've usually been doing. Sumpah lawak. Sumpah bengong. HAHA. It's nice to do something with a bestfriend like Najihah who doesn't give a care in the world when it comes to outings. We take chances and risks to explore the meaning of real fun. I love her <3
Buat lagi ok ?

As for now, let's relax, shall we?
I really need my Brands vitamin cause my energy is losing. Every bit of it.


Saturday, November 8, 2008

Mass Appeal,

Ok, yesterday.

I finally went to school after what seems to be forever. Was told by friends that we would retrieve our form 4 books. Found later, however though, we won't. Since the form 4's haven't returned their books, how in the world would we get them, no ? Najihah, Dina and Suraya decided to go back home at the mere hour of 9. So, after good bye's, headed up to the computer lab (air conditioned, explains why we even made the effort to go up the ungodly amount of stairs) and played Pictionary. Shared some laughs because everyone's drawings were either unrecognisable or mistaken as something else. Brenda forgotten what was tumbler and drew a tupperware instead. Rachael and I won (SEP!) and just after Ashley wrote movies on little pieces of paper, we were dismissed by the bell. Belinda, Brenda and I went down for recess. After a seemingly long talk, the twins went back and I assumed the rest did too. So I went back at about 11.35. Had an early lunch and rested since I didn't get any sleep the night before. Went to OU at 2. Being the early one, went to MPH to get a book. Met Lydiya and chatted with her whilst waiting for friends to arrive. When Najihah called, hugged Lydiya bye and met up with The Distressed downstairs. After she was whisked off with her knight, I played solo again.

Walked around and decided to sit down on one of the many benches when I met Ashraf who was on his way to play Daytona. Ofcourse, he insisted me playing as well, I knew very well not to play with boys anymore to save myself from ultimate humiliation. After ALL that, he finally went up and I was still downstairs. Met up with Debra and boyfriend, Nicholas, Li May and twins at Waffle World. Drank coke and we went up to play games. Twas not a good 'game' day, I shall admit. Lost at everything -.- Was laughed at, even. *coughSYAKIRandASHRAFcough*
Played bowling but I wasn't really up for it though I was the one who suggested it. Soon after, my thumb was sore. Met a lot of people, though. Some eye candy too (;

Hahaha, was so tired so I slept relatively early (2230 baby!) and woke up at 11am. Pleasant night. Pleasant day.


Wednesday, November 5, 2008

My letter to Audrey,

How you do the Letter Meme:

Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).

I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.

-Your name-

P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.

1. What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - Our romance is over
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'll join the monastery
Black - I dislike you
Green - Our horoscope doesn't match
Grey - You're a pervert
Yellow - I'm selling myself
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - You're a loser
Other - I'm in love with your sister

2. Which is your birth month?
January - That night
February - Last year
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on sesame seeds
May - First of May
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I threw up
August - When I saw the shrunken head
September - When we skinny dipped
October - When I quoted Santa
November - When your dog ran amok
December - When I changed tennis shoes

3. Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Pizza - In your camping car
Pasta - Outside of Chicago
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you ate enchilada
Chicken - In your closet
Kebab - With Paris Hilton
Fish - In women's clothing
Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation
Lasagna - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a state of trance
None of the above - With George Bush and his wife

4. What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Hit on
Red - Insult
Black - Ignore
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - Put leeches on
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the toupee off
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive out

5. What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My best friend
White - My father
Grey - Bill Clinton
Brown - My fart balloon
Purple - My mustard soufflé
Red - Donald Duck
Blue - My avocado plant
Yellow - My penpal in Ghana
Orange - My Kid Rock-collection
Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper
None - My John F. Kennedy-statue
Other - The crazy monk

6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?
Scrubs - Man
O.C. - Emotional
One Tree Hill - Open
Heroes - Frostbitten
Lost - Scarred
Simpsons - Cowardly
The news - Mongolic
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Senile
Top Model - Middle-class
None of the above - Ashamed

7. Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful I've felt
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That Santa doesn't exist
Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage
Depressed - That we're cousins
Excited - That there is no solution to this
Nervous - The middle-east
Worried - That your Honda sucks
Apathetic - That I did a sex-change
Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster
Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men
Overjoyous - That I'm open
Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks

8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your ring
Yellow - Your love letters
Red - Your Darth Vader
Black - Your tame stone
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - The pictures from LA
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your contact book
Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs
Purple - Your old lottery coupons
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your memories from the military service

9. The first letter of your first name?
A/B - Your photo
C/D - The oil stocks
E/F - Your neighbour Martin
G/H - My virginity
I/J - The results of your blood-sample
K/L - Your left ear
M/N - Your suicide note
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - David's tricot outfits
Y/Z - Your grades from college

10. The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Always will remember
C/D - Never will forget
E/F - Always wanted to break
G/H - Never openly mocked
I/J - Always have felt dirty before
K/L - Will tell the authorities about
M/N - Told in my confession today about
O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about
Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about
S/T - Get sick when I think of
U/V - Always will try to forget
W/X - Am better off without
Y/Z - Never liked

11. What do you prefer to drink?
Water- Our friendship
Beer - Senility
Soft drink - A new life as a clone
Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo
Milk - The apartment building
Wine - Cocaine abuse
Cider - A passionate interest for mice
Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations
Mineral water - Embarrassing rash
Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism
Whisky - To ruin the second world war
Other - To hate the Boston Celtics

12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm regards
USA - Best regard
England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail
Spain - Go and drown yourself
China - Disgusting regards
Germany - With ease
Japan - Go burn
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt - Fuck off now
France - In pain
Other - Greetings to your freaky family

13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?
Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig
Foosball - Silly duck
Shopping - French kisser
Dulging for food - Cranky banana
Movies - Smelly armpits
Snacks - Horny wolf
Snooker - Tiny nipples
Bowling - Sexy grandmother
Outdoor activities - Vain pot
Having a long talk - Nose plucker
Taking pictures - Dumb bitch
Other - Burn yourself

& the end result?

Dear Audrey,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm selling myself . I think I realized it that night at the mental hospital and I saw you sit on my best friend . I'm sure you're masochistic enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist . I'm returning the cut toe nails to you, but I'll keep your suicide note as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession about a new life as a clone. Good luck on your short-term life in jail.


P/S: You are so lifeless, sexy grandmother, Audrey.

this is so messed up.

I really hate tagging so this is for anyone who would like a laugh. Go ahead, I know you want to.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


This is how I conduct myself in a grocery store.

Mum told me to get some groceries and she honestly looked tired after following my brother on his on going quest for a tuxedo (reason remain unknown). So I did. With a scribbled list (courtesy of little sister) in hand, I went. Is it me or the worst trolleys are deliberately trying to crush me down. I ALWAYS choose the old and squeaky ones. If karma DOES go around, what have I done ? Oh well.

Anyway, I just realised it was my first time on my own in a grocer. And the first on my list was all sort of detergen. Easy enough ? Think again. There were SO MANY KINDS OF FREAKIN' DETERGEN. My mum warned me though, "Don't call me just to ask what colour they come in. PICK ANYTHING'. So calling was not an option anymore. Out of the 6 (i know, it seemed like 10 to me) items, I only managed 4 -_-

Something tells me i'm not ready for the independent lifestyle. I'm down with that.

Shimmy Shimmy

One of my biggest pet peeve is the fact that some girls say their interest are solely for fashion. The catch ? They don't even know who Christopher Bailey is.

What is up with Malaysian women who absolutely LOVE toting a Louis V Monogram Canvas ? Aren't you a bit embarrass that someone else within a 10 feet radius is carrying the similar design only to be tweaked by the handles or size ? Try going to KLCC and count the number of Louis Vuitton's you'll come across. I had 50 in 15 minutes. No joke. I simply don't understand why they can't get themselves a Mahina instead ? Let's just say you DID buy yourself a MYR 3000 bag when you come across some other carrying the same one. The only difference ? She bought it from Petaling Street at a measly 50.
Oh the frustation.

[ I'm really sorry if anybody reading who owns one is offended. I'm just voicing out my hatred, that's all. ]

This was just something Arief and I chatted about. It's good having someone having the same issue as you. It helps venting out everything to someone who understands.

Now, if I could only drive ..

Monday, November 3, 2008

Ok, walk

Coke is a great social equalizer because even Elizabeth Taylor can't have a better one than the average man. -Andy Warhol

I am living a very unhealthy lifestyle as of late. Sleeping at 4-5 am and waking up at the atrocious hour of 2-3pm. I don't even see morning anymore which means breakfast is always skipped and lunch is to be enjoyed at 4-5 pm. Holy Crap. AND as pictured above, I consume alot of Coke lately. My my. Doctor, please?

This is why I should start a new hobby. I'm picking up reading again but that doesn't seem to be enough. I finish a book in 2 days tops and I'd have to wait a couple more to actually BUY another one. The question asked is What The Hell Am I Supposed To Do In Those Spare Days ?. I've actually come to the worse conclusion of all which is to start studying next year's syllables which is said to be a huge contrast as to what I have been studying now. Oh no. My dad warned me to pay full on for next year and treat it as an exam year. What ? No Sweet 16 ? That won't do.

Speaking of next year, I have already planned ahead (blame it on the hours I have spent on the bed doing absofreakinlutely nothing) the activities I shall *oh shit my stomach's rumbling* try out. Turning 16 is going to be spectacular. Ok, I shouldn't put my hopes up too high and expect a big grande party but I'm definitely going to gather my friends for a dinner. Besides, I have my eye on this Sweet 16 cake for ages, so I HAVE to have an occasion to have that cake, no?


And I would love to learn to drive. Mum's hesistating, though. She reckons i'm still too young to get behind the wheel. But she's been complaining of being a driver to everyone in the family, surely having me to drive as an option would lighten the load off her back right? Right.

This post is so irrelevant, it's frustrating. Grr.

Someone suggest me to do something.

Cue the lights,

Do you have a band-aid ? Because I just scraped a knee falling for you.

Yes, I know it is complete corny but it's too sweet to pass up ! ((((;

I went to KLCC on Saturday. Watched (for the 3rd time) High School Musical 3 and came out feeling joyous for an unknown reason. I'm still so in love with the movie. My favourite part has got to be i) Gabriella and Troy dances on rooftop. Up tops for choreography. ii) When they got ready for prom (only to be a stage play for Miss Darbus), I have successfully memorized the lyrics to the prom number, 'A Night To Remember'. I am also so in love with the dance moves performed. iii) When Troy showed up looking handsome (in a tree) to surprise Gabriella. Too sweet.

Headed to Topshop and Kinokuniya after the movie but left empty handed. But oh wells. Dined at CPK, always a family favourite. Though, I still do prefer Fasta Pasta (which I miss so much, where are you?) but it was either that or nothing at all. Went back after dinner. Too many people, less enjoyment. Another day, another day.

I am so tempted to add Nick Jonas on myspace but am afraid he'll think I'm sort of a stalker since I have his picture on my myspace.
HAH, but then again..
.. who doesn't love their fans ?

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Who am I to say?

I hope you notice my way.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Count your stars,


It's 0110 hours and about 10 minutes ago, I was in my bed, listening to Fall Out Boy.
I couldn't sleep so I decided to get out of bed and do something to tire me.
So, here I am.
Ok, I feel like so empty. Like, I feel nothing. Nada. Zilch!
I don't have the energy to be angry. No energy to feel sad. No energy to feel happy. No energy to feel excited. No energy to feel guilty. NOTHING.

Something's wrong.

I don't even have the energy to think -_-
Post-PMR is no fun
OK, maybe it is but i actually can't wait for school to start again.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

One Millionth Of A Millisecond

Tahu lambat, tapi takpe.

Ila, Sarah, Suraya and Dina, my loves.

This is my mother, the one who STILL corrects my grammar (ever since we were born, she has been doing that ever since) and reimburses my money whenever I buy something on my own expense. The Queen of the Household. And in our hearts.

My grandfather, the one everyone in my family (and anyone who come across him) loves so dearly. He calls me his number one (me being his first grandchild) and so there is no doubt as to how much I love him

This is my family. Tania, my sister, is the one in turqoise. Iman, is the one in the dress (my mum had to pay her a 100 bucks to wear a dress. Or else, she's put on some jeans and top and gone off.). Zaim is the only boy, the funny man in the family. And that's my dad, Zainudin who makes the weirdest theories and jokes, and that's my mum who laughs at them.

Ok, done.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008


Finally called the language centre over at DU to enquire about the French classes.
Class is beginning soon (Nov 18th).
I'm happy.
Things are looking up.


Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Keluar Lagi,

Ok, today.

Got a harsh awakening by my sister, Iman who barged in and told me to, quote unquote "Wake up cepat or else". Then my mum called despite only being a few meters away. I had no choice, really but to wake up. And I slept really late (like 0330 hours) so it was only logical that I was so sleepy and planned to get off my bed by at least 12.30 pm. Bathed, and did the usual routine of searching helplessly for outfits to be donned and grabbing the straightener (for necessary parts of hair in need of help). Finally, I was done after numerous honking from outside (courtesy of Mother) as a reminder (slash warning) for my sisters and I to hurry up. Fine, in the car we rushed.

We reached One Utama and I was hungry as I haven't eaten my breakfast. Mum suggested Delifrance but I went straight up to TGV where the boys promised to meet up. Once there, met Sanju, Hanif, Haris and Hafeez. Got myself some Milo from the McDonald kiosk to satisty my thirst (and hunger but who cares?). We walked and walked. Walked aimlessly. They wanted to watch a movie so bad so we checked out the showtimes for both cinemas, TGV and GSC. Settled for an 18PL movie in TGV but the girl in the counter insisted for identification. HAH, so called lenient staffs. Got tickets for High School Musical instead after much convincing from moi. After purchasing tickets, again, we walked aimlessly. We went to the arcade and got tokens and played Daytona. May I remind you again I was the only girl. Oh, the embarrassment. As obvious as how Perez is gay, I lost. Terribly. Hafeez said, throughout the game, all I did was 'pusing pusing'. Maybe so, but I enjoy changing the gears (like a pro which I am anything but). Twas enjoyable, nonetheless. Hafiz arrived with a tired-I-Just-Rolled-Out-Of-Bed look. Poor boy. Got lied by Hafeez who mentioned that the movie was for a 1215 show when in fact it was for a 130 pm show. We then went downstairs and played a round of foos. Though i supplied the tokens, I wasn't in the mood to play (read: lose) foosball so just watched instead. After that, a game of snooker was enjoyed by the boys, me being the outcast (I chose to be one as i miserably suck in snooker) again. Had lots of laughs with them, one so hard when as the game ended, they decided to foolishly goal the white ball using the sticks. I laughed so hard that I didn't realise that the ball went off and landed on my foot. Ouch. Amidst limping, we got hungry, so ate at Burger King. Since the movie starts at 130, we chilled first. Only by 130, the guys wanted to pray so Sanju and I went to TGV first. ONLY TO BE REALISED THAT, I (hehe) misread the ticket and the movie did not start at 130, but 30 minutes earlier. Joy.

After prayers, the boys returned and we went up. The 4 H's (Hafeez Hafiz Haris Hanif) went to sneak in a cinema, movie unknown. Taking the chances, they went in. Sanju and I still really really wanted to watched High School Musical so we pursued the original plan. I love High School Musical 3 ! I really do. Yes, truth be told, I was a bit skeptical at first since the sequel wasn't a personal favourite (I hated it). The dance moves are definitely something I would love to learn. After the movie ended, Sanju and I waited an extra half an hour for the boys to finish Bangkok Dangerous. Met Sarah, Aimi and Yusrina. They left to send off Yusrina. FINALLY, Hakim showed up. Walked to the second wing and we played (again) Daytona, and I joined him to play that shooting game (totally oblivious to the name of the game, as you can see) and lost against him. After that, played foosball (again), this time particularly, Hafiz called me out to witness an innocent scene of 4 young kids playing snooker. So young that the sticks were longer than them ! Was cute in how this one boy held the stick in such an awkward situation and chose to ignore (so wise) the giggles heard around them. Ah, to be carefree again, a dream of mine.

When Asar arrived, the 4 H's went to pray dutifully and so Sanju, Hakim and I went to MPH to wait for them. The boys got hold of the Magic Eight Ball and played around asking ridiculous questions (Is Hakim gay? question was the first asked). Looked around and chose this one book but decided to put it on hold. Again, met Sarah and Aimi. The 4 H's arrived and we were off to Chillies only to be delayed as the boys stopped to flip the Guinness Book Of World Records for a laugh. As usual, chaos. When we got to Chillies, we ordered. Boys being tight on budget, just got an order for a drink. Treated them to some nachos and buffalo wings. Laughing is always something I do when in the presence of the boys. Sarah and Aimi joined, and we met Wan. Najihah came about 30 minutes later. After paying an amount we never expected, up we went to bowl. Oh Gosh, a sport (!).

Wasn't sure if I wanted to play as I had no socks but after insistence by some of them, I said to myself, "Why not?". Had a great time, surprisingly. Loved it. With all the laughing going around and the occasional moments in where if one strikes would put on a show infront of us and echoed laughters were followed. ( OK now dah suka bowling HEHE ). One by one, everyone started to go home starting with Hafiz and Sanju. The obvious absence was noted. Hafeez then went home, leaving Hakim, Hanif and Haris. Najihah, Sarah and I separated with them and played a game of foos. HAH.

Went into MPH and bought that book that I chose earlier. Sister called telling me to wait downstairs. Hugged my sweeties and down I went. The end of my lovely but tiring day.

See, who said I was a girly girl? Amik kau

With love,