i'm a busy woman, tak caya??

Time for some pictures! Long story short, last 2 weeks, we had a dinner with the Industries and Trade Minister, Dato' Mustapha Mohamed at Leela's Palace, Bangalore. Yes, free foood!! I love free food! I need not bore you much about the event, basically, there's a Q & A session with the students (seriously I've no idea what to ask, especially about err, trading?not really my kind of thing), dinner (duh!) and taking pics (double duhhhh!). So here goes the pics ;

i wish it's day time so we'll have a clearer view of the landscape!

it was err, spontaneous. forgive the pose!

dinner! (free food sounds more like it!)

us with Dato' Mustapha

do i need to do the tagging? nah, u know already.

That's about the dinner. Last week, we had our Post-Halloween Party. I (and the rest of the girls) was given short notice bout this party so there was no time to really plan what costume I wanted to wear and all. So I just grabbed whatever I have in my possesion and tadaaaa ; you can either call me an FBI agent or Mrs Smith or oklah detective murahan? LOL. Don't be so kejam okay? Consider our lack of time! Hahahahah. The initial plan was actually to be a female cop, but when I'm all set for the party and look into the mirror, I didn't think I look like one so - that's why. One fun night!

the gothic chick, the retro, Mrs Smith, joker

with the child corpse! (oklah dlm pic tak nampak)

si mati bersama si retard

plus the rockstar and the vampire

all of us! group picture!

allow me? hahaha i love the handmade little hat (it is Mary's hat)
i loveeee!

and that makes me a busy woman! LOL

It's so cold in Bangalore and I don't feel like studying (and taking my bath).

To those who promised the world to do this and that.

Ada orang suka tabur janji,
Janji 'I'll help you u when you're in trouble, I janji I korbankan apa saja for you'
Tak payah janjikan aku bulan dan bintang,
Kalau setakat janji kau nak bayar duit aku yg berbeban-beban kau pinjam pun belum kau tunaikan.

Ada orang suka tabur janji,
Janji 'I'll pick you up awal2 before Subuh I sampai depan rumah you'
Tak payah janji extravanganza,
Kalau janji setakat 12 tengahari pun kau tak mampu on time.

Ada orang suka tabur janji,
Janji 'Nanti bila I dah habis belajar I terus masuk meminang you'
Tak payah janji bombastik lagi fantastik,
Kalau setakat habis kelas kau terus dating dengan orang lain.

Jangan buat aku rasa words kau takde value lagi takde makna,
Just jangan.
I mean it.

i was.

once upon a time when i was a 44-kg girl.
HUKM - 2006
(admit it i was kurus!)

once upon a time, berat i 44 kg paling tinggi pun 46 kg.
once upon a time, everyone i met used to freak out seeing me so kurus.
once upon a time, i suka bongkak dekat rakan2 ckp "i dah penat makan byk2 tapi my weight doesn't gain a single kg at all!" dan mereka selalu tension dengan i.
once upon a time, i used to eat like pig every morning afternoon evening night midnight without feeling guilty.
once upon a time, i thought i can never have the hideous belly fat!
once upon a time, ppl mistaken me as an aneroxic. well, that was close.

NOW,
my weight is reaching up to 52 KG shit i'm going insane!!!!
i can no longer bongkak dengan kata2 se-annoying itu.
i still eat like pig but i feel guilty almost immediately (but that doesn't stop me)
i am considering to put an effort to get my butt moving but EXERCISE MEANS TORTURE to me.
i need not say anything about belly fat, it's depressing enough said.

IRONY,
i can't seem to control my eating habit.
i eat everything in the world at anytime anywhere.
i love chocolates and they're my bestfriend for life. (they're the one with me when i'm feeling down)
i wish i can do the running and whatever routines u call it in my dream and wake up feeling healthy and, slim.
no i don't wish to do anything about this. YET.

I NEED MAGIC PILL.

sarcasm

amboi, makin menjadi-jadi money sucking university ni.

true love part II

it's almost 1 am in the morning and i'm still wide awake. i'm conscious and lying comfortably on my bed with my laptop on, am oriented to time, space and person. eh eh this is the line we've been using for our history taking in clinics.

for a moment, i'm not satisfied with my previous post about true love because i THINK i have A LOT to write about it but it doesn't comes out right. ahaha, as if i got marks for writing an essay about true love la kan. gosh i'm a sucker for this. i've been listening to all kinds of love problems from friends, be it love triangle, forbidden love etc etc and still i fail to convince myself that love is a bitch.

i mean, yes, love hurts almost everyone in this world. who would step forward and tell me u've never gotten urself hurt when u're in love? isn't it an obvious reason for us all to conclude that love is a bitch? yes it is but still u can't escape love, because in case of love, the heart definitely overrule the head.

we don't choose fall in love, but we're chosen to fall in love. did it ever happen to you that once upon a time when u were a little girl, u made a list of the criteria of your future boyfriend/husband? and u've been listing all the good things in the world like handsome seperti brad pitt, kaya seperti donald trump, beriman seperti nik aziz and the list goes on. oh please don't tell me i'm the only one that make that silly list (most of my childhood girlfriends did the same thing also ;p ) so btw the point is, how many of us really do fall in love with the so-called ideal boyfriend?

there's no such thing as an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend when u fall in love. even if you found an ideal guy, love won't develop instantaneously. because love is not found, love is built.

sometimes, the heart choose a loser over a perfect guy u've been dreaming all your life, simply because love is a bitch. sometimes, u choose to stay after he ruined ur life, simply because love is a bitch. sometimes, you choose to keep giving when all he does is taking, simply because love is a bitch.

i'm hating the way love is treating some people. i really do.

true love?

So the girls and me were discussing about true love in twitter. You see, twitter is really addictive lately. And so the topic leaves me to think what true love really mean to me, and how true is true love. Am not so sure if I can put it in words perfectly because there are things words fail to describe but anyway, here am I trying.

True love is like drugs,
It takes you high, relieves you from pain and sorrow that you're facing, the more love you get the happier you are, but once the love is gone, you'll search for it, u'll do anything to get it back, u'll cry for it to come back, the absence makes u suffer, the absence crushes your heart so bad, u feel like u've lost the most important thing in ur life.

that's why there's a limit to the dosage of drugs to be consumed, love overdose leads to dependance. too much love can be a real pleasure, but too much love eats u from the inside. true love always hurt. true love reveals the sensitive part of u, u become so vulnerable that everything that ur partner does gives an impact to you. even a single insignificant word can blow you up, because he's ur true love.

true love doesn't pretend. true love is when you're happy just being urself. true love doesn't need you to change to impress, true love doesn't simply fade even after seeing the worst of ur partner, even after he humiliate himself, even after he does that thing u hate, true love doesn't come to an ideal boyfriend u've been dreaming of.

true love is when u're willing to live with his weaknesses, willing to endure the hardship together with that smile in ur face, true love doesn't bore you, true love is not found, it is built.

true love is when u don't get enough for ur other half, when you hate his annoying jokes but u'll miss it when he behaves, true love is when listening to certain songs drives you to think of him, it is when you are like a lost child searching for his parents when u suddenly smell his perfume, true love is when your heart stops beating when he walks away.

true love can never be replaced. true love conquers a portion of ur heart even after it's over. simply said, true love is something that will mess up ur life.

p/s : this is yet the hardest thing to be described in words, yes that's what i can conclude after my attempt to describe true love, it's tougher than i thought.