“I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.”
Creative Writing? Creative Writing? If he replaced Sir Hady (yeah in my dreams, and course tu dah over dah pun) during our CW course, I would stammer every time he gives us instructions. Come presentation time, I would only look at him and daydream it's only us two in the room. hahahhahahahhaa
He's all wrapped up in the shirt and topped with a ribbon! Now, if only he would get sent to me. My birthday is not that far off. Only 8 months away...
Feeling a bit, what's the word? Oh yes, FAT today, I decided not to whine about it. Instead to celebrate it. By posting this video.
I don't know what's wrong. I think it's that time of the month coming.
Oh yes! As motivators for you readers (mostly girls of course) not to feel so down about your weight and body image too. Yep, that was what I was thinking before writing this post.
I was surfing the videos on youtube when I came across some Grey's Anatomy clips. One in particular really struck a chord with me. I've experienced some emotional turmoil a couple months back, and only a few good friends know what I had to go through. What had happened turned out to be ugly between two parties, and harsh words were uttered, which was without a doubt, inevitable. Several terms I've been called out of this incident, and they hurt. Really bad. But not the one Meredith said in this video. Although can somewhat be listed in the same category.
This post isn't written to recall the past or with bad intentions, but just a self-reminder that no one knows me better than myself and any bad remarks or labels you'd like to give me will be going straight to the "Out" box in my head. The same goes to you readers. Never let anyone make you feel inferior without your consent, as said by Emily Dickinson. You are your own person and you know yourself the best.
"Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above"
I wonder why sometimes people need to hide what they do. Not out of shame, but out of guilt. Yes, we all have skeletons in our closet and they by all means, can be kept under wraps because they are your privacy but you certainly can't hide what you are, can you? If you are brave enough to be who you are, a person you choose to behave, how to speak and the actions you carry, why hide it and only flaunt to some people? What are you afraid of, really?
That we might talk and judge? Oh dear, from little, we are already taught not to speak bad about others. All throughout the history of our family, I doubt mine has been one on the top lists of the PHDs (perasaan hasad dengki) or the ones who 'jaga tepi kain orang'. I think we've been clean and yes, we try our best to stir away from dramas. Though they are very interesting to watch on the telly, truthfully enough, real life events do not give us the similar pleasure it gives the audience. They just give us headaches.
Oh but we are certainly not saints. We do make mistakes, tons of them, every day, but not to each other. We love, and that's the reason why we correct actions that we think aren't good. There is a very distinct line between what's good and bad and I think we all are mature enough, smart enough to see it. I just think there's no need to hide. We're family, we have the same blood running through our veins. Family is the only thing you know who's got your back and the one you could count on when in moments of distress.
It hurts to know that just because we have different views on things, it could create this distance between us. Be it small or big, it matters. And at times like these, I wish things were like the old days. Everything used to be so easy. Now that I've grown up, it sucks to see things from the present point of view. Things are just too darn complicated.
On another note, I have a lot of dates to be done during these last remaining weeks of December. Let me list it one by one. (Oh this is fun hehee)
Health date with Banana and Celery. haha it sounds funny. Taman Tasik next week ok girls. Remember, we need to shed the extra pounds before new sem starts!
Oh yes, that reminds me. Our course registration date tomorrow morning. Kena cepat chup class time yang best!
Manicure date with Ain Comel. My birthday present to you :) Can't wait to beautify these lackluster nails!
Reunion/ planning for the big impending day date with the girls. This is mucho importanntttt!
Bachelorette party/ date.
And of course, movie/ makan/ any activity date with my dearest :)
#17 A sense of shyness in a relationship is somewhat necessary. Yes, being in one means accepting the good and bad traits but don't you think it's endearing? It's like the feeling when you had on the first date, when the truth is you've been together for years and years. It'll make everything special again.
Since I haven't surfed the net for a while, I went into stalker mode for a second and found this on Aina's FB profile. Ruqayyah tagged her in a note (Rqyh, you forgot about me booo) and I find it really beautiful and true.
One Flaw in Women
Women have strengths that amaze men. They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy And laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel And cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about A birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they Think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss Can heal a broken heart. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you To show how much they care about you. The heart of a woman is what Makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their Family and friends.
Women have vital things to say And everything to say.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
Assalamualaikum. Oh it feels so good to be back in Malaysia after 6 days out and about in Vietnam and Korea. It was one fun freezing, tiring journey but I loved it either way. But of course, any event would have its glitches and I had a few of my own. Really my own, and no one else's. And I'm embarrassed but I just have to let it out. Okay, here we go.
I went with five other family members whom were my two younger sisters, aged 18 and 12, cousins aged 17 and 16 and my mother. You'd think me being a 21 year old can go along easily with them but I do not know why, I just can't. :(
I didn't know what stories to tell, what kind of jokes to make (I'm really a bad joker), what kind of face to put on (sometimes I have this blurry expression which I swear I don't realize having it in the first place so people can assume I'm fierce and unfriendly), and sometimes three's a company, four's a crowd :(
And the worst thing about it was I felt. so. ollldd. Have you ever felt that way? Seriously, I swear I do not want to feel that way ever again. I did not know a single Korean band/singer and I didn't have the same interests. I missed hanging out with people my own age. In a way, I am sooo glad I'm back here and in close contact with friends again. Really, it is relief.
Okay, probably what I just typed here was a teeny weeny bit immature and whiny, but I just have to LET IT OUT. I love my family I really do, it's really me with the issues of discomfort. Moving on.
Prior to this trip, I already had an image of what I might encounter there because I've been to Korea before. The last time me and my family went, me and my sisters especially, were quite a happy bunch. You want to know why?
Because of the amount of clothes we bought! Korean fashion is soo cool and updated. Updated in the sense, the boyfriend shirt which was the piece of clothing to own had already existed in Korea in 2007. So you can imagine how excited we were to shop. But of course, we did not get our wish.
Since it's winter, the clothes and shoes were made and sold for winter purposes. Knee high boots and thick clothing, not to mention the price (can you say 'ka-ching'?) made it even worse. So byebye beautiful and fashionable and cute Korean clothes :( Please understand how much shopping means to me.
So I only gained the experience and fun factor in Korea, but I'm not complaining at all. I got to go to Nami Island for the second time where the shooting of Winter Sonata took place. I swear, that place has some kind of magic. It's so romantic, maybe I'll take a trip there for my honeymoon hee. And I got to ride the steepest roller coaster in the world, the T Express. Got to know nice Korean citizens. (the tour guides) and threw snowballs on the top of a scenic mountain :) Not too bad eh? So I guess shopping isn't all that important. (ok that's a funny one Nashrah) but really, I enjoyed my holiday.
But one thing that really made me sad was I didn't get to recite the proper doa for awal muharram :( I was in Vietnam, hands full of plastic bags, bustling through the crowds of Vietnamese people cheering for their football team to win, when I got a text from Hadzmeer asking me not to forget to recite the doa. And I was literally gobsmacked. Gutted. Stupefied. How could I forget? I felt so bad :(
So last night, I only prayed my own prayer. I really hope Allah will grant them, I really do :( It's fun to visit foreign countries all over the world, but when it comes to my faith, it feels best when I'm at home. Like they say, home is where the heart is. And true enough, I'm beaming like the sun right now. Because I'm so happy to be back! Update me please dear friends. And of course, salam maal hijrah to you! May this year will bring us happiness and peace.
So close. So so close. :'( Though I cried like a baby, now I'm just too psyched to start the new semester so I can plot my revenge and kick its darn butt.
Watch your back, Sem 6!
On the bright side, I watched this yesterday with my darlin;
The guy on the left reminds me so much of Michael Cera.
It was ridiculously gory and funny. The story made me wanted to trace my eyes with dark badass kohl eye liner and shoot zombies' heads too. Emma Stone was gorgeous.
And I got to see these two before I fly off to Korea tomorrow :)
Thank you so much for the souvenirs, love 'em very much! When I get back, we'll have our brisk walking/ jog date okey dokey karaoke. Will miss you girls.
#16 Cooling off after a fight is mucho important. Sleeping it off is a good idea. You'll feel better in the morning. Dragging it further (or posting angry updates on FB) will not only make your friendship/ relationship worse, you'll look and feel silly. Trust me.
Sometimes I wonder how I look like in your eyes. A young 21-year old, growing up ever so fast, Or just the same kid I was before. I'm different now, more matured yet things are the same.
Wish I could find out what you are thinking about, when we eat, in the car, when you catch a glimpse of me. All those awkward silent moments.
It's hard to be in your shoes, I know, but the same goes for me. I don't know what makes you happy, what makes you content, all I can do is work hard and love hard too. Though you can't see how much effort I've put in, trust me Ma, I never lied.
Wish I could say this out loud and not be embarrassed or awkward. We're not getting any younger and sometimes I wish time would stop and spare me some, to think, ponder and plan my next actions, so that things can be clearly laid out and perfectly carried out too.
I love you and I really hope love won't fail me now.
has James Franco's brother in it! Dave looks so much the same, with the smile and the hair, and his voice is similar too! He looks like a model out of some magazine. But of course, the big brother triumphs in my book ;)
My dearest, I didn't get to write your birthday post in November! But no sweat, 1st December will officially be your first 'real'' day as a 21-year old. Happy birthday my dear Ain :)
For the life of me, I can't really put my finger on exactly when we first talked, where we first met, and how we became friends. Maybe it was in Standard 4 or 5, in SKS9 Shah Alam, where I was new there, this timid girl all the way from PJ and the others had all made friends. We were in different crowds, but we definitely got to know each other eventually.
Fast forward to high school. We were still in different crowds, but our friendship blossomed. You were the girl with the cute smile, infectious giggle, and happy demeanor. You still are, hun, and I'm glad you hardly changed :)
We had every tuition class together and what tore you up or brought you down, concerned me too. All the ups and downs, of school, difficult subjects, friendships and yes, boys. And then we graduated, and up till now, I still call you my friend :)
21 is a big number; symbolizing maturity, wisdom and independence, and I believe you possess them all. Life will bring you down sometimes, but I know you can handle it breezily like you always do and you know you have me to count on :)
Friends for life. Happy 21st birthday Nurul Ain Jaflis!
and I don't think I'm ready to embark on another month. I was happy in November. The feeling wasn't consistent I can assure you that, but it had its moments which I'm going to miss. December means Korea trip, result (!), Christmas, the year-end sale, and more profoundly the last month of 2009. It was just like yesterday when it was April, May, June up to August, October and now. Wow. Time really has flown fast. I will try my hardest to make this month pleasant enough for me to go through. Need to giddy up and hold on tight.
