Its 11.30 am in the morning, and here I am. After calling him to bid adieu (3 whole weeks! God, let’s hope time passes quickly enough) I'm just floating around facebook playing scrabble and browsing random photos. Off to the telly to channel-surf now.
I can see myself doing this for 3 weeks.
Monday, 12 January 2009
Monday, 5 January 2009
sale no mobarak
It's 2-freaking-0-9 already. Wow, time does pass by quickly. I'm slowly coming closer and closer to changing my first digit.
But so far, I'm really not impressed with what the year had offered me. Bittersweet? Naah... it clearly was laced with ill intentions and malice. Probably not the sunniest person right now, but I do have the right of being unhappy.
2008 had been a good year. It seems like it was only yesterday that I was stressing out about the beginning of the year, and getting confused with the changing of 7 to 8. I had fell hard, through so many things. Academically, it wasn't my best yet, but that's to change soon. I'm thankful that most of the poison had slowly been sucked out from my life. Maybe I'm a better person now for what had happened, maybe not. But one things for sure, I'm not the same person who was here during the beginning of the year.
One thing did remain the same, and that is the presence of that wonderful person in my life. Though I'm just as confused now as i was before, a lot more things have became more stable. Counting the days when it will inevitably happen doesn't seem to scare me as much as it used to.
I've also met some awesome people, and though the foreign feeling still lingers from time to time, i believe when u least expected, it will definitely come out and show itself :) maybe today was a benchmark for me, i can't tell yet.
But so far, I'm really not impressed with what the year had offered me. Bittersweet? Naah... it clearly was laced with ill intentions and malice. Probably not the sunniest person right now, but I do have the right of being unhappy.
2008 had been a good year. It seems like it was only yesterday that I was stressing out about the beginning of the year, and getting confused with the changing of 7 to 8. I had fell hard, through so many things. Academically, it wasn't my best yet, but that's to change soon. I'm thankful that most of the poison had slowly been sucked out from my life. Maybe I'm a better person now for what had happened, maybe not. But one things for sure, I'm not the same person who was here during the beginning of the year.
One thing did remain the same, and that is the presence of that wonderful person in my life. Though I'm just as confused now as i was before, a lot more things have became more stable. Counting the days when it will inevitably happen doesn't seem to scare me as much as it used to.
I've also met some awesome people, and though the foreign feeling still lingers from time to time, i believe when u least expected, it will definitely come out and show itself :) maybe today was a benchmark for me, i can't tell yet.
Saturday, 3 January 2009
snowy
We were tricked. Sanctuary has no freaking ice-bar. its just a mini-freezer which requires purchase of overpriced test tubes of failure.
But it was a great night indeed. :) I was actually through with the excitement of celebrating NYE until he called.
"Wanna go to KL?"
Nothing much was happening at Curve, my expectations were blew again. Instead of relaxing at a bar whilst waiting for the year to come by we were running all over the place deciding which place boasts the best prospects. I wanted to settle with Laundry but he was excited with the "ice-bar". MY bad for advertising falsely about it. (Still, i still think we should've gone to Laundry. At least we would have tables. And lovely, lovely margaritas and sangrias)
The bar was 10 mins late in welcoming NYE, as the fireworks had already started. It was a hoot, how people are confused. The couple behind us were apparently temperamental, one minute they're blissfully happy, the next crying in eachother's arms cooing sweet reasons. Truly the effect of alcohol at work :)
All in all, I'm glad i wasn't down there, getting sprayed by strangers (which i still think is way juvenile. Anyone above the age of 17 shouln't be playing with it) and up here instead.
Happy new year, everyone! Here's to hoping for 2009!
p/s - the car trip back was interesting. Got lost in Putrajaya AND Melaka. And of course there's that little extra something :)
But it was a great night indeed. :) I was actually through with the excitement of celebrating NYE until he called.
"Wanna go to KL?"
Nothing much was happening at Curve, my expectations were blew again. Instead of relaxing at a bar whilst waiting for the year to come by we were running all over the place deciding which place boasts the best prospects. I wanted to settle with Laundry but he was excited with the "ice-bar". MY bad for advertising falsely about it. (Still, i still think we should've gone to Laundry. At least we would have tables. And lovely, lovely margaritas and sangrias)
The bar was 10 mins late in welcoming NYE, as the fireworks had already started. It was a hoot, how people are confused. The couple behind us were apparently temperamental, one minute they're blissfully happy, the next crying in eachother's arms cooing sweet reasons. Truly the effect of alcohol at work :)
All in all, I'm glad i wasn't down there, getting sprayed by strangers (which i still think is way juvenile. Anyone above the age of 17 shouln't be playing with it) and up here instead.
Happy new year, everyone! Here's to hoping for 2009!
p/s - the car trip back was interesting. Got lost in Putrajaya AND Melaka. And of course there's that little extra something :)
Sunday, 28 December 2008
dil
My baby cousins are all so cute. Suddenly there is this spurt of little children coming out. Aleia and shaha are adorable, shahid, and his little brother’s super cute as well!
Im still wondering whether to see them or not. What they have done is very disrespectful, to me. Regardless of your state ur always supposed to ask first. Tomorrow is Muharram, exams are in ten days. I need to go back to Melaka.
Im still wondering whether to see them or not. What they have done is very disrespectful, to me. Regardless of your state ur always supposed to ask first. Tomorrow is Muharram, exams are in ten days. I need to go back to Melaka.
Thursday, 23 October 2008
the other side of the world
Yesterday I fell asleep watching Tun Perak the musical. It was embarrassing, even more to li. The thing is, I had high expectations, I always do. And I think this is my downfall in almost every situation.
I resent that. This might sound bad, but growing up where it doesn’t compel you to do anything does u no good. Having people constantly putting you down for the things that u might even think to challenge isn’t good. Everything is too rigid, there isn’t any choice. Clear cut rules have been made, but it just wasn’t made for me.
Somehow I know I can’t blame them for everything, though as much as I want to. Do I have to live with this? Knowing there are things out there that I will never experience? See, that’s just where we are different, and somehow I think this difference is just palpable. I don’t feel any belonging, any attachments rather that what was already constituted. It’s not just them, it’s the whole bunch of them. So what is the concept for? A pre-made set of rules that seemingly makes things easier and yet it doesn’t.
God, sometimes I just feel like cutting. A sharp, fast cut.
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
the 100th post!
rejoice, it made it this far! let's celebrate! whilei realize i don't blog as much, the fault is really just plain 'ol genetics. you see, one was not blessed with the literary gene, hence parents in banking and siblings in engineering says it all. 33 hours away to aqeil's paper, and i haven't been inspired to bury my face in the xeroxed version of the book, guess the panic hasn't really kicked in yet.
today with the boy, it struck me how much longer will we remain friends. popped the question out at an unreasonable time, hence the ignorant reply. but seriously, how long? i do hope forever is in the option, as childish as it may sound. as per moment i can't imagine not talking to him after the span of 36 hours, nanti rindu.
and what's up with her being vindictive? what are u trying to prove, girl? when ur statements are all wrong. and unnaturally the only thing spewing from your rear are those words. it kinda makes u look like a clod, don't u think? aw well, not that i care, but it's just nice to hear some mindless gossip sometimes to pass time.
so yeah, the agendas after the paper's gonna be great. i'm thinking of taking up french, as pretentious as the language may sound, its beautiful. shit, why am i in law again?
today with the boy, it struck me how much longer will we remain friends. popped the question out at an unreasonable time, hence the ignorant reply. but seriously, how long? i do hope forever is in the option, as childish as it may sound. as per moment i can't imagine not talking to him after the span of 36 hours, nanti rindu.
and what's up with her being vindictive? what are u trying to prove, girl? when ur statements are all wrong. and unnaturally the only thing spewing from your rear are those words. it kinda makes u look like a clod, don't u think? aw well, not that i care, but it's just nice to hear some mindless gossip sometimes to pass time.
so yeah, the agendas after the paper's gonna be great. i'm thinking of taking up french, as pretentious as the language may sound, its beautiful. shit, why am i in law again?
Saturday, 11 October 2008
i got jittery around sorrow
i felt it because i was unsure. is this the right thing to do? will it affect anything else? i knew it wouldn't happen, yet i started anyway. did that portray me as something i'm not? is it any different that we knew before it started? why the hell did i go in the first place?
le uber shit. but his body language afterwards did suggests positivity. then again, what do i know about psychology?
wait a minute, i hate psychology.
le uber shit. but his body language afterwards did suggests positivity. then again, what do i know about psychology?
wait a minute, i hate psychology.
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