Beauty is skin deep?

Bullshit.

Can you really honestly tell me, that between someone who dresses nicely and someone who dresses like a homeless person,

You would choose the latter?

Can you really honestly tell me, that between a handsome man with a toned body and a handsome man but is slightly overweight siap boroi lagi,

You would choose the latter?

Can you really honestly tell me, that between a gorgeous woman with nice curves, not too heavy not too skinny and a gorgeous woman but instead of curves, you see two spare tires, or her ribcage,

You would choose the latter?

I bet the answer is 'no'.

So don't you dare tell me, that beauty is only skin deep. We are humans. We want to see beautiful things. With our eyes.

No matter how much you resist, you will still judge their appearance before attitude.

Kan?

Books, books and more books!

**Warning: this is a long-ass entry**
I love books. I am a bookworm. Reading is one of my hobbies. I have 5 shelves full of books in my room.

Two out of the above four statements are false. One of the above statements is false following the false two statements. Like, if A = B and B = C, hence A = C. That kind of thing.

I don't love books. I only like them - a little bit more than normal people do. Love is a strong word for me. Kak Nani loves books. I like them.

I am not a bookworm. I was a self-confessed bookworm. But now I only really read books when I have other urgent things to do. For example, finish up an assignment, study for exam, memorise Surahs for KAFA exams, write a paper, clean my room, etc. You get the drift. Somehow, I manage to read thick novels and do those other urgent things, and still succeed in finishing both tasks, something of which wouldn't have happened if I don't have urgent things to do. No urgent things = novels won't get read = urgent things won't get done.

Which is funny to me. Reading books are supposed to be a leisure time thing, no? Weirdly, if I have a lot of free time, I find myself procrastinating. Not reading books, but procrastinate.

Hence, reading is not one of my hobbies. I mean, I like reading, but I won't say it is my hobby.

That left me with only one true statement: that I have five shelves full of books in my room.

Books make me happy. More than anything else. After good foods. And video games. In that order.

So, when the government decided to give us students RM200 worth of book vouchers, I was like, fuck yes! Sure, it would be nice if we receive RM200 cash, tapi kau ingat kerajaan bodoh sangat nak bagi cold hard cash dekat pelajar? Orang bagi duit PTPTN untuk beli buku pelajaran, kau pegi beli motor baru, handphone baru, belanja awek baru. Sekarang padan muka, nak tak nak kau kena beli jugak buku dengan baucar RM200 tu. Wek wek.

So yeah, last Friday I headed to Borders to check out what books can I buy. RM200 is A LOT of money to spend on books - at least for me. I'm the type who's stingy. I don't want to spend more than RM25 on a book that I'll only read once. Sebab tu gua suka gila kedai buku secondhand kat Chowrasta tu.

Aaaaaaaand *drum roll*, look at what have I bought!
Five of Paulo Coelho's books - because I love Paulo Coelho. Yes, love.
Travel guides to Paris and Italy - just in case one day I step foot in either of those countries. Oh wait. I've just realised it only says Paris and not France. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaan. Look at what 70% bins at a bookstore have made me. A bimbo, ironically.
Daniel Hecht's Puppets - it's a crime thriller. I like crime thriller. I don't like chick lits.
Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights - because you can't leave this world without reading Wuthering Heights. Or Pride and Prejudice. Or Little Women. I have a soft spot for classics even though it'll take years for me to finish one book. Except for the last two I've mentioned.

So the total was RM232.55. Technically I only spent RM32.55. Whee! I love free money.

I know I should've spent the money on books that have something to do with my study instead. But to my defence, they don't have it here. I need to order it online. And they don't accept the vouchers for online orders. Boohoo. So, story books it is. :)

Excuse me while I figure out how to stuff my newly bought books in my (full) bookshelves.

Thank you, government!

I'm so happy, I can barely breathe. Puppy dogs and sugar frogs and kitten's baby teeth! [10 points for whoever get this last paragraph. ;)]

Mindef oh Mindef...

As a translation student, I am really disappointed (and dumbfounded, with jaw dropping to the floor, followed by laughing non-stop) when I read about your epic snafu in translating your website.

Using Google Translate.

Seriously, Mindef? I mean, really, are you fucking kidding me?

Ahem. Pardon my French.

You guys have billions of RM at your disposal, and yet you used Google Translate to do your website translation? Really?! Kedekut taik hidung masin tahap apa ni? Tak luak pun duit tu kalau korang guna penterjemah profesional wey.

Sabor je lah.

Excuse me while I go and burn my hard-earned bachelor degree in Translation and Interpreting.

Goodness.

Signs

I rarely (in fact, as far as I can remember, never) do a blog post yang ada unsur-unsur keagamaan ni. But this, I have to share. Taken from Farah's blog. Thanks Farah for letting me share this post!

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Let me take a moment to show some kindness,
To the folks that thought blindness was a disease that effected the eyes alone,
I promise I won't judge you, I barely know how to love you
And like fools we preach rules, but we don't even follow our own.

Everybody needs comfort,
Some people find it in this; some people find it in that
And some people just don't find it at all.

But this world is full of signs
From the moon to the stars in the sky
From the bees and the bugs, like a seed in your blood
Like a feen to a drug, makes you need to look up
And questions what's up, why you deal with this stuff?
When your spirits are crushed and you trek through the rough
But like thunder it struck, said "Be" and it was

All the signs that were sent, they finally make sense
You feel the torment, so you need to repent
When your heart is cement, it's hard as a brick
Cause your soul is worth more than the dollars and cents,
All the money in the world couldn't buy you happiness
Cause "verily, it is in the remembrance of Allah, that hearts do find rest"

And do not get it confused,
I'm not a scholar or a preacher
I'm just a regular dude, who makes mistakes too
But we are reflections true,
So I can't talk about me without talking about you

And who knew?
We would end up in a place so confused
Where little boys wanna be like little girls and little girls just wanna be abused
Where they terrorize the truth, mentally arrest the youth
Even though there is no law but Allah's and momma didn't raise no fool.

And who knew?
That expecting the world to treat you fairly because you think you're a good person,
Would be a little like expecting a bull not to attack you because you're a vegetarian,
You can't begin to learn what you think you already know
In men's own ignorance we forgot that women once watched us grow
And before that you were a tiny ball of flesh without any bones
And before that you were just unknown, and now look behold
You have the arrogance to assume that you just made it on your own?
But what were you but a chewed piece of clot, before you grew
And who knew you would trace your ancestry back to a zoo?
You must have really come from apes with your monkey point of views
Even the devil believes in God, so what does that make you?

And it's true
Sometimes I feel like Noah preaching to a packed empty room
Nobody wanna listen until we start rolling out two by two
I'm a big fan of Abraham; never break-up from Jacob
Joseph had the kind of beauty that you couldn't find in makeup
Moses was to Pharaoh what stones are to arrows
And David to Goliath was truth is to silence
Following, Solomon I'd get down too
Contrary to popular belief, Jesus is my homeboy too.
So peace be upon the whole crew who came to teach what we never knew
Even though few caught the groove, they never turned blue
Never confused what was true even if it was a taboo
Never came for fame or praise but to praise who they prayed too

And who knew?
That an unlettered man from the middle of the desert,
Would change the whole world from darkness into heaven
You may have every title, every big shot degree
But you still can't explain: Alif-Lam-Meem

And who knew?
There would be so many views and ways to explain
That he's closer to you than your jugular vein
So if you complain that God must be cruel
Can you give Allah, all that he gives to you?
From the breath that you breathe, to the trees that you feed
From the eyes that you see, to the sea that you eat
If I cut you, you bleed, than you heal magically
Were the illest machines, manufactured for means.
The concepts extreme but this world is a dream,
It's not what it seems filled with lies and deceit
The truth is serene so wake up smell the deen
Praises be to He, His Oneness, Supreme
Totally unique, in no need of sleep
Not like you or me, his greatness complete
No partners, no mates, no father, no sons
No discount 3 in 1, just Allah Azwa Jal
Even the birds sing his name,
The Lord of all the worlds
Glory be to He and to Allah is our return.

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My editor/proofreader alter ego kicked in. I had to proofread and edit the whole transcription before I paste it in here. I don't just copy and paste. I copy, edit and paste. ;)

Azam tahun baru?

Nak kawin.

Ok tipu.

Takde azam pun ha. Yang pasti, kena siapkan tesis jugak walau macam mana pun.

Pastu baru boleh kawin.

Hahaha gatai!

The last day of 2011

I think I've done this for a few years already, just to recap good things that had happened this year.
January - For the first time ever I see what ngaku chips are. Slurp.
Febuary - For the first time ever (jugak) I went to Fort Cornwallis. Nama je orang Penang, padahalllllll.
March - I became an emcee for a postgraduate workshop. Not my first time, but still. :D
April - My students' farewell party! Eceh student. Haha. After 3 semesters of teaching them, now they are ready to fly and contribute something to the society. :)
May - Research proposal got approved after failing the first time. Finally!
June - Ehhh I only have one entry in June. Hahaha. But in that one entry I was telling how I'm supposed to fly out to Boston for a conference. Sadly I had to cancel due to my father's illness. Sob. I think we went to Langkawi before my father got admitted to the hospital.
July - Someone came back to me, and I was happy (only to be deceived even more, tapi itu belakang kira, yang penting time tu aku happy).
August - RAYA WEI!!!
September - My birthday. Pocket belanja pizza. A dear friend belanja aiskrim so suwitttt blanja aiskrim hahah. A long distance friend bought me a book. Happy happy. :)
October - For the first time ever, I went to a makeover event!
November - That dear friend who belanja-ed me ice cream for my birthday did a surprise visit, and I got one good news after I didn't get to go to Boston.
December - Meeting high school friends after so long! :D

Honorable mentions: The Royal Wedding, of course. Scruffy got a girlfriend. I've got to know many wonderful people. I finally learned how to wear a pashmina as hijab, and now it's all I wear. My dressing style has gotten better, I guess. And lastly, I have so much perfumes in my drawer, no thanks to online shopping. Hahaha!

Have a good 2012, people!

High School Friends

11 years and still going strong. Minus the one on my left. I only (really) knew her for 2 years. But hopefully we will achieve the same milestone, too!
:)

And the worst thing was...

...when you came back, after so long, said "hi", acted like nothing had happened and didn't even offer your apology.

Seriously? Are you that cocky?

Did you really think that I would forget the things that you did?

Really?

Not many things can make me speechless, but this, this definitely gets into the list.

Cerita ni takde kena ngena dengan #1 dalam entry di bawah. :)

Pesanan Ikhlas Dari Penaja

#1. Kalau sibuk macam mana sekali pun, jangan lupa tegur2 orang tersayang (atau kucing tersayang. Teddy bear ker). Tak perlu tanya soalan retorik macam, "apa khabar?", lagi2 kalau yang ditanya tu tak paham maksud soalan retorik macam tu dan terus menjawab dengan panjang lebar mengenai keadaan diri sekarang. Kau sah2 takde masa nak dengar semua tu kan? Bila tak layan kang, yang ditanya tu merajuk pulak. Jadi untuk mengelakkan kejadian camtu, cakap la, "nak cakap hai jer. :)" Cukup la camtu. Walaupun pada pukul 4 pagi. Kau ada masa nak makan, mandi, menjawab panggilan alam, check email, tulis "hi" tu dan tekan 'hantar' tak ambil masa sampai seminit pun. Kan?

#2. Kalau tak suka, cakap. Tak pun, dalam zaman fesbuk ni, hide jer feed orang tu. Tak pun ignore jer. Yang ni baru jer diaplikasikan. I think he got the hint. Thanks for being smart, dude. Kenapa nak semak2 kepala untuk mengupdate maklumat2 tak berguna tentang orang yang tak digemari tu, lepas tu sakit hati sendiri, lepas tu you shade that person. Like, whyyyyyyyyyy would you wanna do that? Ini untuk haters, terutamanya. Macam, kau tak suka Avril (aku ler tu), lepas tu, bila ada lagu baru, gigih dengar, just so that you can have bad things to say about it. Tapi dalam diam layan jugak (aku ler tu). Tak ke bangang namanya tu? Kan?

#3. Shading other person is not cool, people. We are not in high school anymore. Yawn. Kan?

#4. Bila berjalan di jalan raya, tolong la jalan atas kaki lima yang kontraktor dah buat tu. Apasal gigih jugak nak berjalan di sebelah kaki lima tu, aka, atas jalan raya? Sorang takpe lagi, ini jalan berdua, sebelah-menyebelah pulak tu. Bontot masing2 dah la besar. Lepas tu, dekat corner, tak pandang belakang terus nak lintas. Kau nak try test padding bumper kau tu ker? Gerenti tak berkesan punya la bumper kau tu. Kan?

#5. Tolong selidik dalam2 dulu sebelum kau tekan butang "share" artikel mengenai satu2 benda yang haram. Ini tak, asal nampak jer perkataan "haram", terus kau tekan "share". Asal nampak jer perkataan "jangan", terus kau nak tekan "share". Ditekan atas dasar untuk mengingati? Palotak kau. Ini sama la dengan orang yang gigih memberi nasihat, tapi nasihat tu takde asas pun. Berfikir sebelum bercakap. Selidik sebelum share. Baru la orang tak hide feed kau. Kan?

Cukup la 5 pesanan ikhlas. Nanti kalau ada lagi aku tambah ler.

Nanti dah 2012. Hnggghhh siapkan tesis, ayaaaaq!

Paling menyampah bila...

...ada orang nak berkenalan dengan kita, tapi dok berahsia-rahsia pulak.

Somebody apparently gave my number to a guy. Now, this is one of my pet peeves. I hate people giving out my number without asking my permission beforehand. To a guy or a girl.

Back to the story. This is going to be a long one. Don't say you didn't get warned.

Selalunya aku takkan layan number yang tak dikenali, lelagi bila ayat yang dimulakan ialah "hai, nak berkenalan boleh?" Do you seriously think I'm 15, baru nak belajar mengenali lelaki, lepas tu tergedik2 kegumbiraan bila ada lelaki nak kenal dengan kita? Seriously? Tapi nombor yang tak dikenali ni bagi salam, pastu siap tulis nama aku. So I thought, okay, mungkin orang ni aku kenal tapi takde simpan nombor dalam hp aku ke apa, pastu aku tanya "who's this?"

"Saya XXX, ikhlas nak berkenalan dengan ayaq (ok he didn't say ayaq, I know you guys prolly know my name already, but I'm not gonna take any chances here heh)..."
"Mana dapat number saya?"
"USM tu bukan besar sgt pun..blablablablablablabla"
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"Cepat bagi tau, mana dapat number saya?"
"Tu semua tak penting, blablablablablabla ikhlas nak berkawan blablablablabla ikhlas sana ikhlas sini blablablabla"

Pastu dia call. Malam tu diri agak bengong. So dengan bengong2nya pegi jawab call (wrong move. Damn). Dalam perbualan dekat 10 minit tu ada la dalam 5 juta kali aku tanya sapa bagi nombor aku kat dia. Dan ada la jugak dalam 5 juta kali dia takmau bagitau. Aku cakap, fine, susah2 sangat, esok jumpa aku dalam kampus. Have lunch together ke apa. Aku tak reti nak layan2 thru hp ni. Nak kenal sangat, jumpa aku terus. Dia cakap tak boleh, mungkin ada keja. Mungkin? Silap besar la bro. Offer tu hanya sekali je.

End of story.

I bloody hate people doing that. Dude, if you want to approach me, you better be prepared to tell me your real name, instead of a nickname, tell me where did you get my number, the name of our mutual friend, where do you work and things like that. Kau nak berkenalan dengan aku, jadi jawab semua soalan yang aku tanya. Kau tanak bagitau benda2 simple macam tu dekat aku tapi kau expect aku akan jawab semua soalan yang kau tanya? Silap besar lagi sekali, ok?

Daaaaaaaaan tolong jangan hantar sms tanya aku dah bangun ke belum, bila bangun, dah sarapan ke belum, pegi kelas pukul berapa, balik pukul berapa, tengah buat apa tu, kelas macam mana dan sebagainya. Please, I'm not your girlfriend. Boyfriend aku sendiri pun aku takde nak buat lapor diri macam tu, what makes you think I'm gonna do that to you?

Memang kena ignore sampai bila2 la camni. Tolong pergi usha awek lain dalam kampus tu, okay? Sekian terima kasih.

I'm just a woman who knows what she wants (and doesn't want). If that made you think I'm a snob, so be it. You prolly don't deserve to know me anyway.

Lapar pulak bila marah2 camni.

Oh, so you speak English?

Why, in a matter of fact, I do. I just choose not to speak English with you. This is because either I think you're just trying to show off, or, I simply feel more comfortable speaking in Malay.

Yes, I do blog in English. Well, I try most of the time.

Yes, I speak in English when I'm angry, because I feel English is a neutral language if used when you're scolding someone, or expressing your frustration. The first-person and second-person pronoun is just 'I' and 'you'. No matter the age of the person you're speaking to, you wouldn't be considered rude by saying 'you' to them. Imagine you're frustrated by someone who are older than you, and you want to vent your frustration in Malay. "Saya" would sound a tad too polite, and you don't feel like being polite at this time. "Aku" is a bit harsh, although you don't feel like being polite, you don't want to be rude, either. You just want to get your point across, not getting a slap or two by the other person. And what do you say to the other person? Awak? Kamu? Hang? Demo? Mung? Ekau?

I will end up shouting and screaming if I scold in Malay. Because emotions get in the way. And sometimes, I don't want that. English allows me to be cold, and that is exactly what I was looking for.

So, 'I' and 'you' it is. At least for me.

And yes, I do have many Malay English-speaking friends. They speak English to me, I reply in Malay. Like I've said, I feel comfortable speaking Malay with my Malay friends. I speak English with my non-Malay friends. No, I don't have semangat perkauman ke apa ke, semangat mencintai bahasa ker, apa-apa je lah. I just like speaking in Malay.

So yeah, don't you dare side-eyeing me when I reply in Malay to your English questions.

Especially when you use "that's mean" for "that means".

Seriously, I feel like bitch-slapping you.

Thank you.

Hi, can we be friends?

Semenjak aku join satu website yang langsung takde kena-mengena dengan agensi mencari jodoh, banyak pulak aku dapat private message daripada lelaki yang nak berkenalan dengan aku.

Ada orang Timur Tengah, ada orang tua, ada orang kulit hitam, ada budak kecik yang perasan dah tua, dan yang paling best, aku baru dapat message tu pagi ni...

...daripada seorang perempuan. Auw! I guess I'm that attractive, huh? Hahahha gelak guling2.

Kebanyakannya siap bagi email, lepas tu bila aku tak reply, diorang hantar lagi sekali message. Wah, gigih sungguh.

Sorry, I'm not interested. This is a language-learning website, not OKCupid or something like that. Besides, what makes you think that I will reply you when you go on and on about finding love and wanting a relationship in your message? Just a simple "hi" will do.

And no, don't ask me if we can be friends right away. I'm not even sure I want to be friends when I don't even know you.

So, persoalan sekarang ni, patutkah aku reply message perempuan tu? Hahahaha!

Perfumes!

Since this year, I have been crazy about perfumes. I buy miniatures and vials just to test them out. I'm very picky about my scents, though. I don't like sweet smelling frangrances (Escada's fragrance comes to mind. Salvatore Ferragamo's, too. And Britney's.), nor fruity floral (Miss Dior Cherie), nor overly floral (Estee Lauder's Pleasures Bloom) NOR too powdery (Guerlain Shalimar and Love, Chloe, anyone?).

By all means I'm not a perfume expert. I can't tell what notes that I can smell when the perfume is sprayed, like some people. In short, I don't have the qualifications to be a 'nose'. But I do know what kind of scents that I like. Perfume reviews helps, only as much as helping you to decide the perfume category (chypre, floral, fruity/floral, etc), but I find that you STILL have to test the perfume on your own. Like the old saying, "one man's junk is another man's treasure". In this case, you might read a lot of negative reviews on a certain perfume, but unless you try it for yourself, you'll never know.

Anyway. Enough rambling. Last 2 weeks I've ordered a pack of perfume sample online from a niche perfume house in France. It contains eight 2ml vials of different fragrances for a mere 9 Euros plus shipping. Steal!

And it arrived today! :D I love the packaging. Each vial is placed in a small envelope with its name stamped on the envelope seal itself (and the vial, too). I have yet to test them all, but, eeep, am so excited! Wangi la aku hari-hari macam ni. Haha.

Juliette Has a Gun. Yeah, the name is totally rock and roll.
You will also get a card with a code written that will allow you to deduct the price of this kit from your next online purchase (valid for 3 months from the sample purchase only).

Um, yeah. That is all. (Macam sial ending macam ni)

Kalau tahun lepas...

...aku gi kenduri Hana kat SP, tahun ni aku gi kenduri Lindosh kat Seberang Jaya! Yeay!

Pergi pun taim dah nak habis kenduri, sah2 tetamu kat dewan tu tinggal dua tiga kerat je. Heh. Tapi merasa la aku naik stage duduk atas pelamin. ;P

As usual aku tak reti nak senyum. Hehe.

Tahniah Lindosh dan suami!

Oh hell yes!

One good news. Ada hikmah gua tak jadi pegi Boston haritu.

;)

Bem ou bom? E o carro.

A little conversation over Skype...
Him: my computer is good
meu computador é ____
Me: bom
Him: my darling, let´s do something today
meu ____ , vamos fazer algo hoje?
Me: bem
Him: you´re awesome
and I am a fucking excelent teacher
Me: I feel like I'm taking a quiz in livemocha. -_-;;
Him: yeah... you like my didactics?
Me: Hahahah SIM
Him: GREAT
you are a funny girl
smart and funny
and a car breaker
Me: :D

Car breaker? Yeah, I've managed to break my car door handle yesterday. Orang dok kawin sakan taim 11/11/11, aku pi bagi patah handle pintu kereta aku. Pandai pandai.

Hebak gila rasa.

(-_-;;;;;;;; )

Surprise!

"Are you in the office?" he asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Keluaq. Aku kat bawah sekarang."
"Look at you and your swagger," he said, grinning like a fool when he saw me walking towards him.
"Whaaat. Mana ada." And so we chatted for a good one hour.

Thanks for making my day by paying me a surprise visit, Lucas. I can *almost* forgive you for the helmet incident. Teehee.

Nanti hang dah kerja kat hospital who will surprise me again by standing at a spot and watch me eat at the cafe without my knowledge and paying me an unexpected visit again?

Fool.

:)

Whee!

New pair of glasses. Now I can blend in with the rest of the hipster world (I couldn't stop saying the word 'hipster' since donning this pair of glasses). I will look like every other person. Way to go, ayaq.

Photo by cik awa yang comel lepas tu rajin edit pulak tu. As usual, aku tak kuasa la nak camwhore.

You've Got Mail.

*klik*

*baca*

It's enough to make me smile the whole day.

:)

Ngeee.

"Que bonitinha você falando português," katanya.

"Além de gostosa, você é inteligente," katanya lagi.

Gua hanya mampu berjoget-joget depan komputer.

Eh, lupa pulak nak ucap terima kasih kat dia.

Heh. Buruk betul perangai.

Ngee.

Deer and Squirrel

Him: You look a bit surprised in that picture. There's a saying in German for that.
Me: What is it?
Him: Du siehst aus wie ein frisch geficktes Eichhörnchen.
Me: *gelak guling2*

Deer in headlight = ein frisch geficktes Eichhörnchen = freshly fucked squirrel.

This is one of the reasons I love being a translator. Comparing languages never ceases to amuse me!

The Makeover!

Today I was kidnapped by a friend of mine to a makeover event at The Body Shop in Gurney Plaza. This was my first time of going such event. Excited dan peghak nak mampuih la kan aku. But I played it cool sajer eceh.

There were refreshments in the form of iced lemon tea and some cakes served courtesy by Secret Recipe. I didn't had their cakes as I have melantak-ed a plate of fetuccine with mushroom and olive oil half an hour before the event started akibat kelaparan melampau.

No pictures of the event taken because I am not a camera whore who whips out camera at any moment given. Sangat pemalas ye mau tangkap gambar.

After the makeover we had a little quick photoshoot and we got our own picture printed! Merasa la glamour sekejap.

Oh! And we received a goodie bag, too. Barang free saya suka (who doesn't?!). I also bought a mini hand cream from the Wild Rose collection. The rose smell is divine! Unlike Crabtree & Evelyn's rose range which to me smells like an old lady's rose.

I love the makeover I received! However, I was a bit self-conscious after walking out from the store sebab terasa mekap tebal gila haha man repellant betul okay this kind of makeup. Pastu balik rumah camwhore hihih.

Sekian saja cerita makeover saya. Terima lah gambar2 berikut muahaha.

Contents of the goodie bag. Perfume vial, eye makeup remover and an eyeshadow.
Before the makeover!
After the makeover. Semput nak cuci maskara. Maskara ke simen entah keras gila.

I was complimented by two lovely English ladies while queuing for registration. They said they love the colour of my hijab and that it looked good against my skintone. Nyehnyehnyeh. Kembang semangkuk aku. :D

Das ist alles. Gute Wochenende, Jedermann!

:)

"I can't wait to see you again!"

Adalah antara kata-katanya dalam emel.

And it has made my day.

:)

Real

It's not that I don't trust you.

It's just that when I do tell, it all suddenly become real.

That the problem is legit.

That my fear is true.

That whatever it is I'm going through is not a lie.

Sometimes I just want to swallow and forget.

But one can only hold on for so long.

Dressing

Student-student kat unibersiti aku ni.

Nak pergi kelas ker, nak gi kenduri kawin/clubbing?

Meletup dressing baju kurungnya/baju yang dia pakai tu lah.

Tapi ada sesetengah yang serabai tu, serabai habis.

I still stand by my principles that:
a) Sliper jamban hanya untuk ke jamban, bukan bawak pegi kelas.
b) Seluar track hanya untuk bersenam atau tido, bukan bawak pegi kelas.

Overdressed ker, underdressed ker, asalkan nampak semenggah sikit, ok la.

Awak tu kat tempat untuk menuntut ilmu, cuba hormat sikit tempat ilmu tu?

Eh.

12 years of not talking to you ended today.

How was it?

Fucking awkward, I'd say.

I'm still trying to process it.

Trying, is the keyword.

To be honest I don't even wanna try at all.

Awkward, awkward.

It's all very "eh" to me.

An elephant never forgets.

And I'm an elephant.

Whoaaaaaaaaa

Dah bertunang rupanya!

Fie, congratulations to you and your fiancee (yang rajin benor datang blog gue teehee).

Semoga sampai ke jinjang pelamin pastu bila dah menjinjangpelaminkan diri semoga bahagia sampai ke anak cucu.

:)

The Top Knot

Apparently the 'in' hairstyle right now is the top knot. You know, the ballerina knot, except it is on top of your head rather than the back.

Tak faham lagi?

Alah, sanggul orang dalam pantang.

Yeah.

Fashion people say it is chic! It is trendy! It is modern!

What I say?

Tepek jer jamu kat dahi tu, lengkaplah rupa orang dalam pantang.

Create your own style, don't be a fashion victim.

This. Made me laugh.

*while watching Metallica live in Rio and chatting through Skype at the same time*

"nothing else matthers," katanya.
":D," balas aku.
"awedsoime"
"Are you drunk?"
"typing with ione`hand"
"This is the part where I'm raising one eyebrow."
"Why are you typing with one hand?"
"singing with the other"
"Are you sure?"
"yeahhhh"
"...Ok."

Aku boleh bayangkan dia dok nyanyi Nothing Else Matters dengan penuh semangat. Haha.

But hell yeaaaaaa Metallica RockInRio was awesome! *dances*

Tak tanya pun?

You know that moment, when you were telling someone enthusiastically, something you thought was interesting, just to keep the conversation going and then some asshole went, "tak tanya ponnnnnnnnn?"

And you know right on that exact moment, you feel like slamming the chair to their face.

Yeah. Don't do that. Saying "tak tanya pun?" with a smug face. Chair-slamming, that, I encourage.

I kid.

Partly.

:)