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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
London Again! :D
OKAYYYYY punch me in my face for abandoning my blog for 3 months!!!! Gosh, I love this blog coz this is where I pour my heart out but for freaking 3 months, I've been neglecting this blog for no strong reasons. I was just, too lazy to write anything, or maybe, I lost the drive to write.
Sedang memaksa diri untuk menulis. Hahahaha. Okay first things first, I will bore you with my travel updates. Teeheee :))
So I went to London once again :) This time, with different bunch of people. Went there with Sheila and Mary accompanying me from Bangalore. It was a realllllyyyyyy tiring journey okayyy, we took Saudi Arabian Airlines as it offers the cheapest rate so we had our transit at Jeddah for freaking 9 hours :/ Can you believe it?
Okay, firstly, the flight was full with orang2 yang nak perform umrah so you can imagine lah their attire plus they were reciting ayat suci Al-Quran sepanjang2 journey to Jeddah, I ni dahla nak pergi London nak bercuti (aka melagha), baju memang dah sah2 jauh beza dgn orang2 yg nak perform umrah, tudung pun takde pulak tu, so, sangat lah hidup segan mati tak mau. Lebih kurang lah.
Transit at Jeddah for freaking 9 hours. Can you imagine? Kebosanan tahap moksya tapi redha dengan status kewangan yang miskin maka redha je lah kau kena tahan transit kat Jeddah sampai 9 jam. That's the way to survive. Malaysians bersepah, maka dengan itu, kentois secara terang-terangan dengan takde tudung nye. Dahla shawl pun takde. Hais. Lupe nak set strategy.
Tapi yang bestnya, dapat food and drinks free from the waiters at the airport cafe :P they slipped on a note on the tray, wanted to be our friends. Ceh la. Mesti dah buat mcm tu kat ramai girls but anyway, that's not important, what's important is that, we got free fooooood :))
Okay, finally sampai London. Kawan I kat London ni, name die Ameerul, pemalas punya mamat. Bukan nak pick us up dekat airport padahal his uni dekat je dengan Heathrow tapi sebab we arrived at 6am in the morning, lagi la mamat ni liat nk amek kitorang pagi2 buta so redha je lah. But anyway, he did give us the number of private hire cab lah kan, so we dun have to spend extra pennies on the black cab yang mahal tu. Yang lawaknyaaaaa, none of us have UK number just yet!!
So okay lah, since we arrived at London at 6 am in the morning, called the private hire cab and the operator asked for our number, told him lah we didn't have UK number yet so we couldn't give him any number. The operator said, "well, this is a rare case but the cab will be arriving in another 20 minutes, but if the cab isn't there, do give us a call" OK layan.
30 minutes passed by, no cabs. Me and Sheila went back to the public phone booth and as we were approaching the public phone booth, the phone was ringing!! I picked up the phone and guess what, it's the cab driver calling for us! Weh, the phone booth tu dah la jauh from our waiting place, datang semata-mata nak call the private hire cab tu balik, tengok2 the cab driver was calling us. So random and so kelakar we couldn't stop laughing bout it.
Okay sampai Brunel's University, my friend's place. We stayed at his friend's room as he was away visiting his wife somewhere in Sheffield. Floor budak boys, tapi redah saje. Janji free accomodation. Makcik2 cleaner mat salleh pun rupenye kepochi jugak sebok dok tanye2 kitorang siape semua. Bantai je "makcik, saye kakak budak ni". Speaking London, of course.
Settle down. Hari tu jugak kitorang went to Oxford St to do some shopping. But I did not. Sebab I'll be spending 5 days dekat London, later with Farah and Julie so I was just surveying stuffs je time tu. Maka, dengan officialnye, I was their tour guide for the day, and the next day. Gambar dekat Oxford Street tkde sebab semua orang busy shopping.
Next day, sightseeing around London. Sebenarnya dah naik bosan sebab I went there already kan tapi layan saje. Dahla it was raining during our sightseeing day, punah harapan nak picnic dekat Hyde Park. Hais. So, these are the pics.
I spent around 3 days la jugak with Sheila and Mary. FYI, they're from Sabah and between them mestilah cakap in Sabah. Maka dengan itu, I pun dah terikut2 nak cakap Sabah jugak. LOL. Sumpah tak tipu. It feels awkward to speak in standard Malay when both of 'em are conversing in Sabahan. Bantai je la. Hahahaa.
We separated on the 3rd day, they were heading to their friend's house somewhere di hujung London, and I made my way to Baker Street to meet Farah and then straight to Stansted Airport to pick up Julie! On the last day at Brunel's Uni, Merul cooked spaghetti for lunch, haa, boleh la tahan. Janji free :P and he sent me to the nearest tube station and yes, it was our goodbye! Thanks so much to him for the hospitality walaupun die layan tak layan je kitorang tapi bole lah kan daripada takde wahahahahaha. And I was sooooo excited to meet my two bestfriends :))
Will continue writing in my next post :))
Sedang memaksa diri untuk menulis. Hahahaha. Okay first things first, I will bore you with my travel updates. Teeheee :))
So I went to London once again :) This time, with different bunch of people. Went there with Sheila and Mary accompanying me from Bangalore. It was a realllllyyyyyy tiring journey okayyy, we took Saudi Arabian Airlines as it offers the cheapest rate so we had our transit at Jeddah for freaking 9 hours :/ Can you believe it?
Okay, firstly, the flight was full with orang2 yang nak perform umrah so you can imagine lah their attire plus they were reciting ayat suci Al-Quran sepanjang2 journey to Jeddah, I ni dahla nak pergi London nak bercuti (aka melagha), baju memang dah sah2 jauh beza dgn orang2 yg nak perform umrah, tudung pun takde pulak tu, so, sangat lah hidup segan mati tak mau. Lebih kurang lah.
In the plane. Orang2 nak buat umrah.
Transit at Jeddah for freaking 9 hours. Can you imagine? Kebosanan tahap moksya tapi redha dengan status kewangan yang miskin maka redha je lah kau kena tahan transit kat Jeddah sampai 9 jam. That's the way to survive. Malaysians bersepah, maka dengan itu, kentois secara terang-terangan dengan takde tudung nye. Dahla shawl pun takde. Hais. Lupe nak set strategy.
Tapi yang bestnya, dapat food and drinks free from the waiters at the airport cafe :P they slipped on a note on the tray, wanted to be our friends. Ceh la. Mesti dah buat mcm tu kat ramai girls but anyway, that's not important, what's important is that, we got free fooooood :))
From the waiters. Wahahahaha
Mary and Sheila
Okay, finally sampai London. Kawan I kat London ni, name die Ameerul, pemalas punya mamat. Bukan nak pick us up dekat airport padahal his uni dekat je dengan Heathrow tapi sebab we arrived at 6am in the morning, lagi la mamat ni liat nk amek kitorang pagi2 buta so redha je lah. But anyway, he did give us the number of private hire cab lah kan, so we dun have to spend extra pennies on the black cab yang mahal tu. Yang lawaknyaaaaa, none of us have UK number just yet!!So okay lah, since we arrived at London at 6 am in the morning, called the private hire cab and the operator asked for our number, told him lah we didn't have UK number yet so we couldn't give him any number. The operator said, "well, this is a rare case but the cab will be arriving in another 20 minutes, but if the cab isn't there, do give us a call" OK layan.
30 minutes passed by, no cabs. Me and Sheila went back to the public phone booth and as we were approaching the public phone booth, the phone was ringing!! I picked up the phone and guess what, it's the cab driver calling for us! Weh, the phone booth tu dah la jauh from our waiting place, datang semata-mata nak call the private hire cab tu balik, tengok2 the cab driver was calling us. So random and so kelakar we couldn't stop laughing bout it.
Okay sampai Brunel's University, my friend's place. We stayed at his friend's room as he was away visiting his wife somewhere in Sheffield. Floor budak boys, tapi redah saje. Janji free accomodation. Makcik2 cleaner mat salleh pun rupenye kepochi jugak sebok dok tanye2 kitorang siape semua. Bantai je "makcik, saye kakak budak ni". Speaking London, of course.
Settle down. Hari tu jugak kitorang went to Oxford St to do some shopping. But I did not. Sebab I'll be spending 5 days dekat London, later with Farah and Julie so I was just surveying stuffs je time tu. Maka, dengan officialnye, I was their tour guide for the day, and the next day. Gambar dekat Oxford Street tkde sebab semua orang busy shopping.
Next day, sightseeing around London. Sebenarnya dah naik bosan sebab I went there already kan tapi layan saje. Dahla it was raining during our sightseeing day, punah harapan nak picnic dekat Hyde Park. Hais. So, these are the pics.
Big Ben
otw to Trafalgar Square
I spent around 3 days la jugak with Sheila and Mary. FYI, they're from Sabah and between them mestilah cakap in Sabah. Maka dengan itu, I pun dah terikut2 nak cakap Sabah jugak. LOL. Sumpah tak tipu. It feels awkward to speak in standard Malay when both of 'em are conversing in Sabahan. Bantai je la. Hahahaa.
Sheila was busy trying out some shoes
We separated on the 3rd day, they were heading to their friend's house somewhere di hujung London, and I made my way to Baker Street to meet Farah and then straight to Stansted Airport to pick up Julie! On the last day at Brunel's Uni, Merul cooked spaghetti for lunch, haa, boleh la tahan. Janji free :P and he sent me to the nearest tube station and yes, it was our goodbye! Thanks so much to him for the hospitality walaupun die layan tak layan je kitorang tapi bole lah kan daripada takde wahahahahaha. And I was sooooo excited to meet my two bestfriends :))Will continue writing in my next post :))
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Meroyan
buruk betul perkataan meroyan ni. very synonymous to makcik tua terpekik terlolong satu kampung sebab baru mati laki. tak ke?
anyway, please jangan samakan meroyan dengan makcik tua dah. sebab in this modern world, kami yang muda remaja ni pun dah pandai meroyan sebab tekanan perasaan with local indian drivers. it's a whole different experience.
to those who don't know, yes i'm currently studying in india and i bought kereta cap murah with my friends untuk mempermudahkan urusan kitorang pergi and pulang menuntut ilmu selain daripada pergi berfoya2 bersuka ria di hari minggu. so yeah.
kalau kat msia, boleh kira berapa orang pakai kereta manual. tapi dekat india, boleh kira dengan jari seblah tangan je berapa orang pakai kereta automatic. pendek citer, diorang ni memang pemandu yang hebat sebab mostly memang pakai kereta manual. i wanted to buy an automatic car but it was so damn expensive and a papa kedana like me can't afford an auto car hence the manual car i'm using now.
honestly, i was very much used to auto car back in msia, seingat i, aku bawak kereta manual masa nak amek driving license and kadang2 when aku rembat kereta kancil my sis dulu2. tapi tu semua cerita klasik suatu masa dulu, sekarang kat rumah aku semua kereta auto saje.
so anyway, berbekalkan hati kental dan kering, aku determined nak beli je kereta manual cap murah ni. janji boleh jalan, biar la mati 10 kali pun. first time bawak kereta dekat india nie, perrrrgggghhhh, cuak tak terkata mulut kering sebab cuak okay, dah la berkurun lamenye aku tak bawak kereta manual. kene pulak first day aku bawak kereta to class, i was stucked in between big lorries, not to mention manusia india yang suka jalan tengah2 alam plus kereta2 and motor2 anddd auto a.k.a tut-tut tu lagi. semak ah traffic india ni.
kalau dekat malaysia, kite cuak sebab kereta semua laju2. dekat india ni, kau cuak sebab kereta datang dari semua arah, manusia jalan dengan bahagianya dekat tengah2 jalan sikit pun tak cuak lori nak lalu (lori pulak terpaksa cuak terlanggar diorang) and diorang ni semua memang kurang ajar tahap moksya.
awal2 bawak kereta dekat sini, memang aku sikit punye hati2 tak nak terlanggar orang. kalau hon diorang tak ketepi pun aku sanggup bersabar bawak gear rendah membontoti bontot2 manusia yg jalan tengah jalan ni. sekarang, memang aku tempted je nak langgar sekor2 manusia bengap ni. ha, disinilah bermulanya era meroyan aku dan kawan2 sekereta aku.
sini kalau nk hon takde maknenye nak hon pendek2 malu2, kau hon je sampai 5 minit stret, tu pun belum tentu orang nak ketepi bagi jalan kat kau. dia boleh selamba lagi jalan gelak2. macam celaka ok. kalau hon 5 minit tak dilayan, bukak tingkap plak. kalau ada batu dalam kereta aku, dh lame aku baling kat manusia2 ni, tapi sadly aku asik terlupe jek nk kumpul batu2 letak dlm kereta so aku just jerit "woiiiii ammmaaaa, tepi la bodooo! kau bangang ke ape!" ahahahaha okay nak meroyan dalam bahasa india aku tak berapa nak fasih, nak meroyan dalam english bukan diorang paham pun so buang karan je kau meroyan berhabuk2 in english, might as well meroyan dalam mother tongue sendiri. puas hati ok.
proses meroyan takkan lengkap tanpa ekspresi muka dan tangan. korang pernah tengok kan kalau dekat cerita tamil tu perempuan gaduh2 diorang suka pakai tangan kan. ha macam tu lah kitorang buat. i lost count dah berapa kali aku flash my middle finger to the indian drivers and the stupid pedestrians. i never did that in malaysia. (shit, betul ke?) but anyway, kalau nak flash middle finger kat msia time driving pun memang fikir 2-3 kali gak kan. kat sini tak payah fikir, buat saje.
dekat india ni, there's no such thing as fast lane or slow lane. kalau kau bawak auto 40km/hour pun kau boleh belasah bawak on fast lane. ape ade hal. bawak kereta dekat india ni macam main game ok. kalau nak cepat, memang kau terpaksa cilok2 semua lane. daripada lane laju, tetibe ada auto (tut tut) slow block kau, masuk plak lane tengah, tak lame lepas tu ade plak lori lembab kat lane tengah, masuk lane slow pulak tak lame lepas tu ade plak pakcik tengah tolak troli jual sayur. and lepas tu back to middle lane depan kau semua ada kereta slow lembap lempong daripada fast lane, middle lane and slow lane. so there's nothing u can do but wait. or hon sampai lebam. can u imagine? so pendek kata, kau hanya akan berpeluang untuk speeding dalam masa kurang daripada 2 minit sebelum berjumpa dengan halangan seterusnya. gila tak masyuk. tapi kalau kau jenis suka cilok2 lane tu best la gak tapi bila part stuck sbb semua kereta dpn kau slow tu memang turn off. and yes, sini kau bukan racing dengan kereta. kau racing dengan lori2 besar. sumpah ok.
speaking about lori2 besar, diorang ni memang biadap tau. kadang2 tu main himpit je masuk lane orang smpai nk terlanggar our car. eee macam babi la jugak. if that happens selalunya aku kejar balik lori tu, dapat jerit meroyan jap or flash middle finger pun jadi lah. orang bodoh mcm ni memang kene ajar sikit. pernah tu siap balas2 gaduh mulut sambil bawak kereta side to side with another vehicle tu. hahah macam haram. aku ni dah macam gangster jalanan dah.
kereta cap murah aku memang sangat berjasa. paling malas nak bangun awal catch the bus to class, lagi malas kalau tertinggal bas pastu terpaksa gaduh ngan pakcik auto sebab dia mintak fare mahal. ade kereta ni tenang sket. eh? tenang? tapi meroyan?
now i can drive a manual car like a pro already. ahahaha. siap dah ajar 4 orang yang naik kereta sama aku. initially, i was the only person who can drive, so hari2 aku mengangkut my other 4 classmates to class. lepas tu aku dah macam instructor, sorang2 aku ajar bawak kereta, now all of 'em can drive a manual car already. hah. aahh, and that explains the condition of the car. each kemek represents almost each one of em. hahahaha. takpe, at least kemek jek. plus the traffic memang unpredictable kan. i've been in worse car accident with a lorry in malaysia. kereta remuk, lori terbalik sideways, settle dekat balai. haa. hahahah. guess every driver will experience at least an accident in a lifetime.
serious tak ayu okay kalau meroyan. tapi meroyan tu macam kewajipan atau tuntutan kalau kau nak terus hidup dekat india ni. tak tahan aa hari2 kereta cap murah aku ditindas oleh lori2 besar. cap murah tak murah, name kereta aku ferrari okay. adios amigos.
anyway, please jangan samakan meroyan dengan makcik tua dah. sebab in this modern world, kami yang muda remaja ni pun dah pandai meroyan sebab tekanan perasaan with local indian drivers. it's a whole different experience.
to those who don't know, yes i'm currently studying in india and i bought kereta cap murah with my friends untuk mempermudahkan urusan kitorang pergi and pulang menuntut ilmu selain daripada pergi berfoya2 bersuka ria di hari minggu. so yeah.
kalau kat msia, boleh kira berapa orang pakai kereta manual. tapi dekat india, boleh kira dengan jari seblah tangan je berapa orang pakai kereta automatic. pendek citer, diorang ni memang pemandu yang hebat sebab mostly memang pakai kereta manual. i wanted to buy an automatic car but it was so damn expensive and a papa kedana like me can't afford an auto car hence the manual car i'm using now.
honestly, i was very much used to auto car back in msia, seingat i, aku bawak kereta manual masa nak amek driving license and kadang2 when aku rembat kereta kancil my sis dulu2. tapi tu semua cerita klasik suatu masa dulu, sekarang kat rumah aku semua kereta auto saje.
so anyway, berbekalkan hati kental dan kering, aku determined nak beli je kereta manual cap murah ni. janji boleh jalan, biar la mati 10 kali pun. first time bawak kereta dekat india nie, perrrrgggghhhh, cuak tak terkata mulut kering sebab cuak okay, dah la berkurun lamenye aku tak bawak kereta manual. kene pulak first day aku bawak kereta to class, i was stucked in between big lorries, not to mention manusia india yang suka jalan tengah2 alam plus kereta2 and motor2 anddd auto a.k.a tut-tut tu lagi. semak ah traffic india ni.
kalau dekat malaysia, kite cuak sebab kereta semua laju2. dekat india ni, kau cuak sebab kereta datang dari semua arah, manusia jalan dengan bahagianya dekat tengah2 jalan sikit pun tak cuak lori nak lalu (lori pulak terpaksa cuak terlanggar diorang) and diorang ni semua memang kurang ajar tahap moksya.
awal2 bawak kereta dekat sini, memang aku sikit punye hati2 tak nak terlanggar orang. kalau hon diorang tak ketepi pun aku sanggup bersabar bawak gear rendah membontoti bontot2 manusia yg jalan tengah jalan ni. sekarang, memang aku tempted je nak langgar sekor2 manusia bengap ni. ha, disinilah bermulanya era meroyan aku dan kawan2 sekereta aku.
sini kalau nk hon takde maknenye nak hon pendek2 malu2, kau hon je sampai 5 minit stret, tu pun belum tentu orang nak ketepi bagi jalan kat kau. dia boleh selamba lagi jalan gelak2. macam celaka ok. kalau hon 5 minit tak dilayan, bukak tingkap plak. kalau ada batu dalam kereta aku, dh lame aku baling kat manusia2 ni, tapi sadly aku asik terlupe jek nk kumpul batu2 letak dlm kereta so aku just jerit "woiiiii ammmaaaa, tepi la bodooo! kau bangang ke ape!" ahahahaha okay nak meroyan dalam bahasa india aku tak berapa nak fasih, nak meroyan dalam english bukan diorang paham pun so buang karan je kau meroyan berhabuk2 in english, might as well meroyan dalam mother tongue sendiri. puas hati ok.
proses meroyan takkan lengkap tanpa ekspresi muka dan tangan. korang pernah tengok kan kalau dekat cerita tamil tu perempuan gaduh2 diorang suka pakai tangan kan. ha macam tu lah kitorang buat. i lost count dah berapa kali aku flash my middle finger to the indian drivers and the stupid pedestrians. i never did that in malaysia. (shit, betul ke?) but anyway, kalau nak flash middle finger kat msia time driving pun memang fikir 2-3 kali gak kan. kat sini tak payah fikir, buat saje.
dekat india ni, there's no such thing as fast lane or slow lane. kalau kau bawak auto 40km/hour pun kau boleh belasah bawak on fast lane. ape ade hal. bawak kereta dekat india ni macam main game ok. kalau nak cepat, memang kau terpaksa cilok2 semua lane. daripada lane laju, tetibe ada auto (tut tut) slow block kau, masuk plak lane tengah, tak lame lepas tu ade plak lori lembab kat lane tengah, masuk lane slow pulak tak lame lepas tu ade plak pakcik tengah tolak troli jual sayur. and lepas tu back to middle lane depan kau semua ada kereta slow lembap lempong daripada fast lane, middle lane and slow lane. so there's nothing u can do but wait. or hon sampai lebam. can u imagine? so pendek kata, kau hanya akan berpeluang untuk speeding dalam masa kurang daripada 2 minit sebelum berjumpa dengan halangan seterusnya. gila tak masyuk. tapi kalau kau jenis suka cilok2 lane tu best la gak tapi bila part stuck sbb semua kereta dpn kau slow tu memang turn off. and yes, sini kau bukan racing dengan kereta. kau racing dengan lori2 besar. sumpah ok.
speaking about lori2 besar, diorang ni memang biadap tau. kadang2 tu main himpit je masuk lane orang smpai nk terlanggar our car. eee macam babi la jugak. if that happens selalunya aku kejar balik lori tu, dapat jerit meroyan jap or flash middle finger pun jadi lah. orang bodoh mcm ni memang kene ajar sikit. pernah tu siap balas2 gaduh mulut sambil bawak kereta side to side with another vehicle tu. hahah macam haram. aku ni dah macam gangster jalanan dah.
kereta cap murah aku memang sangat berjasa. paling malas nak bangun awal catch the bus to class, lagi malas kalau tertinggal bas pastu terpaksa gaduh ngan pakcik auto sebab dia mintak fare mahal. ade kereta ni tenang sket. eh? tenang? tapi meroyan?
now i can drive a manual car like a pro already. ahahaha. siap dah ajar 4 orang yang naik kereta sama aku. initially, i was the only person who can drive, so hari2 aku mengangkut my other 4 classmates to class. lepas tu aku dah macam instructor, sorang2 aku ajar bawak kereta, now all of 'em can drive a manual car already. hah. aahh, and that explains the condition of the car. each kemek represents almost each one of em. hahahaha. takpe, at least kemek jek. plus the traffic memang unpredictable kan. i've been in worse car accident with a lorry in malaysia. kereta remuk, lori terbalik sideways, settle dekat balai. haa. hahahah. guess every driver will experience at least an accident in a lifetime.
serious tak ayu okay kalau meroyan. tapi meroyan tu macam kewajipan atau tuntutan kalau kau nak terus hidup dekat india ni. tak tahan aa hari2 kereta cap murah aku ditindas oleh lori2 besar. cap murah tak murah, name kereta aku ferrari okay. adios amigos.
me and my ferrari
Friday, January 21, 2011
i wanna believe in forever
love is a strong feeling. love is magic. love is the most wonderful feeling in the world. love can kill you and then bring you back to life. love is crazy. love is a bitch. love turns you upside down.
i first knew what love really is at a very tender age. messed up with love. died because of love, but i was brought back to life because of love. i’ve lost so much because of love. and i’m so scared of anymore loss that i have to face later in life.
i gave up because of love. i fear to love again. but then again, love gives me the courage to take the risk and to not give up. love confuses me, but at the same time, love takes charge of my decision.
love is not found, love is built. you’ll never know if the person you’re meeting for the first time is the love of your life. i wonder if i can choose to fall in love. truth is, i can’t. you can’t choose to fall in love or to not fall in love. you just fall. you can’t even choose to stop being in love. love will find you.
you don’t always fall in love with the prince charming or a beauty queen. love doesn’t know perfection. you can still find love in the middle of imperfections. funny how we set standards and qualification of our mr/miss right, but at the back of our mind, the person we truly love will always be an exception.
i believed in love. but love betrayed me. but in the end, i keep believing. i got myself heartbroken, and i refused to believe that someday, someone will prove me that love is not all that bad. but then again, with this fragile heart of mine, i keep believing.
if love is a game, play it right. why cheat on love game? why do people try so hard to win the love game only to eventually forget the pleasure and victory after winning? love is something to be cherished forever. forever doesn’t mean a year, not 2 years, not even 10 years. forever means forever even after the day you die.
if i am to be in love again, i really wish it is forever. i’m sick of another heartbreak, sick of another teary moment, sick of lies, sick of trying hard only to fall on my face again, sick of getting sick with hopeless relationship, just sick. but i’m scared of getting my hope goes up high. traumatized much.
i swear i can write longer but nah. i don’t know why i’m feeling what i feel now. i wrote this, and feel this while listening to i’m in here by sia. damn, i am so easily affected by sappy songs. and i think, part of this is because of the hormones. blame pms. insecurity and emotional instability always get the best of me during this time.
p/s : untuk effect lebih mendalam lagi mencengkam ketika membaca, read while listening to i’m in here by sia.
Friday, January 14, 2011
We love Justin Bieber like seriouslyyyy!
I'm soooooo sorry for the very long silence! It's been more than a month since I last posted an entry in this blog. Been busy with lots of things teeeheeee.
Haaa, that video! Lol. Me and my beloved girlfriends were doing some miming of Justin Bieber's baby baby baby ohhhh song teehee. Please don't bother to mention how gedik we were coz we're fully aware of that but who the heck cares, we had fun and we don't bitch about other ppl so yeah.
I promise to continue writing in this blog. Hehe mintak2 la banyak free time nak tulis entry banyak2 macam dulu lagi. Later lovesss <3
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
High School Craze
Sometimes, I do miss my old self when I was still a teenager who lived my life to the fullest. I'm thankful that I grew up under the supervision of my super cool parents who understand what a teenager has to taste in life and so, they let me went through massive culture shock when I was still in school as I had almost total discretion towards my own life (with their guidance of course)
Well thanks to my parents, I don't have to go through that stage of life when you're a newbie to everything life has to offer at this age, because seeing some peeps who are trying hard to assimilate themselves with the new culture they've just discovered, I feel sorry for them. Some just have to live a double life to cope up with their secret life. You know, balik kampung pakai tudung pakai jubah pakai handsocks etc etc and when they're away from parents kalau boleh semua pun mau kasi tersembul. Pathetic.
Anyways, I didn't intend to write about culture shock in this post but as usual, my urgency to write came out so suddenly that I can't stop myself from typing this one out so pardon me for going off topic. Hahaha. Okay okay let me get back on track.
So have you had any high school craze? No I'm not talking about cute boys playing basketball (save it for another blog post ;p) Well, I do. Some are incredibly stupid but then again, everybody looks stupid at some point of our life so who cares. See what I'd like to reveal about my high school craze. I might have to filter 'em out.
1. Piercing
I was crazy about having multiple piercings on my ears. I swear my ear was somewhat like that in the picture, except that I don't let the hole of the piercing(s) be of that size. Having my ears pierced many times, the pain wasn't exactly what I was afraid of. It's the pleasure of getting yourself multiple piercings was the only thing that matters to me. I used to have 4 piercings on my left ear and 3 piercings on my right ear.
I had a huge collection of earrings back then but now all the earrings are gone di telan zaman, I'm guessing my little sisters were the ones responsible for this. And I was about to get navel piercing when a friend blurted out the fact that she had to practically undergo a surgery to remove her sunken belly ring.
2. Hair dye
The last time I had my hair fully intact in its natural color was when I was 13. Yes, I had my first hair dye when I was 13 and within this 10-year duration (now that I am 23), my hair has never been in its natural state ever again.
I dyed my own hair as a 13-year old girl can't possibly afford to get her hair dye at the salon so my first attempt was a total joke. I had the upper portion of my head with bright golden blonde color with the rest having almost black color haha. Soon enough, I learnt to dye my hair right and I actually dyed my little sisters' hair when they were still in their standard 1 and kindergarten.
And I actually taught them how to do hair dyeing right there and then so we can help each other with it in the future. Yes this is what sisters are for. Kecik2 dah berjasa pada kakak. Bagus. I couldn't stop myself from dyeing my hair everytime it ran out of colour, guess it shows that it was one of my high school craze back then.
3. Converse sneakers
I don't know how is zaman sekolah nowadays, but during my time, the punkrock era was evolving so much that it gave a big influence on school-goers. So, it was something to be proud of when people label you as 'awek grunge' hahahaha. OK poyo much I know wakakak. All you need was to form a band, or at least going solo and rock with your musical instrument, dress up like one and converse shoes was the secret to complete them all. Or at least, most of us believed it was.
I had 4 pairs of converse shoes altogether throughout my school years, one of which was descended from my big sister as I beg her to gave it up. God knows what I had to go through to get another 3 pairs, I had to pujuk rayu my dad to buy me a pair and I had to fast all the way and save up my own pocket money to get myself another 2 pairs. Exactly what the teenagers would do for their high school craze.
4. Lipbalm
Perasan I was one awek grunge back then, it didn't stop me from being all girly when I wanted to. I collected lipbalms with various flavors and tint shades. I didn't really need them all back then but it was something that I was fond of collecting. I even compare my collection with my girlfriend's to see who got better collection. LOL. Yes, we actually compete with these lipbalms thingy.
Now that I'm done with school, I no longer am a lipbalm collector, instead, I collect lipsticks with various colors. Maybe this is the only high school craze that I can't leave behind even after I left high school teeheee.
So what's your high school craze?
Well thanks to my parents, I don't have to go through that stage of life when you're a newbie to everything life has to offer at this age, because seeing some peeps who are trying hard to assimilate themselves with the new culture they've just discovered, I feel sorry for them. Some just have to live a double life to cope up with their secret life. You know, balik kampung pakai tudung pakai jubah pakai handsocks etc etc and when they're away from parents kalau boleh semua pun mau kasi tersembul. Pathetic.
Anyways, I didn't intend to write about culture shock in this post but as usual, my urgency to write came out so suddenly that I can't stop myself from typing this one out so pardon me for going off topic. Hahaha. Okay okay let me get back on track.
So have you had any high school craze? No I'm not talking about cute boys playing basketball (save it for another blog post ;p) Well, I do. Some are incredibly stupid but then again, everybody looks stupid at some point of our life so who cares. See what I'd like to reveal about my high school craze. I might have to filter 'em out.
1. Piercing
I was crazy about having multiple piercings on my ears. I swear my ear was somewhat like that in the picture, except that I don't let the hole of the piercing(s) be of that size. Having my ears pierced many times, the pain wasn't exactly what I was afraid of. It's the pleasure of getting yourself multiple piercings was the only thing that matters to me. I used to have 4 piercings on my left ear and 3 piercings on my right ear.
I had a huge collection of earrings back then but now all the earrings are gone di telan zaman, I'm guessing my little sisters were the ones responsible for this. And I was about to get navel piercing when a friend blurted out the fact that she had to practically undergo a surgery to remove her sunken belly ring.
2. Hair dye
The last time I had my hair fully intact in its natural color was when I was 13. Yes, I had my first hair dye when I was 13 and within this 10-year duration (now that I am 23), my hair has never been in its natural state ever again.
I dyed my own hair as a 13-year old girl can't possibly afford to get her hair dye at the salon so my first attempt was a total joke. I had the upper portion of my head with bright golden blonde color with the rest having almost black color haha. Soon enough, I learnt to dye my hair right and I actually dyed my little sisters' hair when they were still in their standard 1 and kindergarten.
And I actually taught them how to do hair dyeing right there and then so we can help each other with it in the future. Yes this is what sisters are for. Kecik2 dah berjasa pada kakak. Bagus. I couldn't stop myself from dyeing my hair everytime it ran out of colour, guess it shows that it was one of my high school craze back then.
3. Converse sneakers
I don't know how is zaman sekolah nowadays, but during my time, the punkrock era was evolving so much that it gave a big influence on school-goers. So, it was something to be proud of when people label you as 'awek grunge' hahahaha. OK poyo much I know wakakak. All you need was to form a band, or at least going solo and rock with your musical instrument, dress up like one and converse shoes was the secret to complete them all. Or at least, most of us believed it was.
I had 4 pairs of converse shoes altogether throughout my school years, one of which was descended from my big sister as I beg her to gave it up. God knows what I had to go through to get another 3 pairs, I had to pujuk rayu my dad to buy me a pair and I had to fast all the way and save up my own pocket money to get myself another 2 pairs. Exactly what the teenagers would do for their high school craze.
4. Lipbalm
Perasan I was one awek grunge back then, it didn't stop me from being all girly when I wanted to. I collected lipbalms with various flavors and tint shades. I didn't really need them all back then but it was something that I was fond of collecting. I even compare my collection with my girlfriend's to see who got better collection. LOL. Yes, we actually compete with these lipbalms thingy.
Now that I'm done with school, I no longer am a lipbalm collector, instead, I collect lipsticks with various colors. Maybe this is the only high school craze that I can't leave behind even after I left high school teeheee.
So what's your high school craze?
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