i need my space.

sometimes you just need to be with the boys.they won't 'terasa' as how grls would. u can just tell it straight to their faces and not beat around the bush. i miss them boys. Im not in the mood to butter up to those grls anymore.

Jakarta, u are missed

i had the urge to write in the blog after realizing that my written English is jeopardizing.According to Mr Arif, lecturer of Introduction of Shakespeare 'blogging can enhance the language' so tadaa here i am in pursuit to better the language.

i've always wanted to update regarding my vacation to Jakarta, Indonesia. Jakarta is my second favourite city after Shah Alam, of course;D

i was there for my cuz's wedding, Kak Novi. the wedding was extravagant.even the akad nikah was over the top.According to my Indo cuzs, (In Indonesia) Kak Novi's wedding is considered just an average wedding.I can tell how luxurios a wedding is by looking at the chandeliers.kak novi had twelve chandeliers at her wedding, mind you.(i actually took pics of the chandeliers but somehow i forgot which folder i saved the pic-__-) i cant imagine how an extravagant Indo wedding would actually look like.

the akad nikah. kak Novi's hubster putting a ring on Kak Novi's finger.
The whole balas pantun at the akad nikah ceremony was so long, we were so bored,i dozed off for awhile, woke up and camhored with these two ;D some of my cuzs at the wedding. fyi, they are wearing traditional achenese costume. ( they're the nicest, most humble boys i've ever met. girls, if u want nice, decent guys.ditch those Malay boys and opt for Indo boys instead;p)
the dessert station at the wedding. i am a sucker for sweet delicacies hence just had to take a picture it.
the bride and groom on the pelamin. people lining up to congratulate the newly weds. you have to line up and greet the newlyweds first before dishing out. and apparently, u have to eat whilst standing up. According to my uncle, this is because the Indos lead very busy lives hence a wedding is the time to socialize. sitting down will restrict you from mingling around. they only provide chairs for the Malaysian crowd beacause we're not accustomed to culture.Kak Novi, hubster and the boys took the effort and time to bring the 4 Malaysian cuzzies to a karaoke session in the heart of Jakarta. that's Kak Novi beside me:)
everyone was so tired and sleepy but semua tanak mengaku kalah;)
this was the best way to end my Jakarta trip.





Jakarta, till we meet again
xxx





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of life.

hi bloggy,
it's been eons since i last opened you.so many things i wanted to share but I had some serious case of blondness as i forgot your password.harharhar*slaps head*

i recently viewed this dude's blog and he happened to dedicate the blog to his deceased best friend. it moved me to tears, the stories he had with his buddy was so vivid and genuine that i could not hold back the tears. it was the kind of stories u share with ur loved ones.he talked about the routines they did together,the late night talks, the songs they hear, the inside jokes-things and stories u often share with ur good friend. he kept saying how much he misses his bestfriend, how unfair it was that his life ended so soon.

the way he composed the blog was as if the best friend was right in front of him. thus, it was more of spoken language rather than written language. and he uses present tense instead of past tense. it was as though the best friend was still alive and that made me 'boohood' even more.

his post was a reminder, an eye-opener that life is temporary.

i dont know how i would handle it if i was in his shoes.i cant imagine not having my loved ones by my side:'(

stop being a worry-er,and embrace the warrior in you..

Classes has started.frankly speaking,i'm not happy.not because i don't enjoy my lessons and definitely not because i dont enjoy the catching up sessions with friends but because i have trouble sleeping. you see, during the holidays i would sleep at every possible occasion i can. i would have my afternoon nap time, evening nap time followed by me settling early at night.my good friends all know how much i love my sleep.

So here's the thing, when classes began,my brain had trouble adjusting to the new time table.i would worry over silly matters, sapping away my energy and thus leading my anxiety soaring.i couldn't shut my eyes leaving me teary-eyed and exhausted.i would force myself to sleep.going from one ritual to another just so i could travel to dreamland.up to a point where i had to take cough medicine and asking for sleeping pills from friends.to mk things even worse, i would often call my friends in the middle of the night just to tell them about my sleeping dillemma.i'm petrified as this is just the first week of the semester.wait till im bombarded with assignments and tests.aiyayai

Don't knock me on my face

Not feeling too peachy lately. The tummy often does some serious somersaults and head throbs at loud noises whilst the eyes blink at the sight of neon ugly colours.

I am currently not in the best of shape nor mood. With the physique not adjusting well to the food and surrounding, the time of the month crashing, the departure of a good friend, the cold-shoulder treatment from someone from the past, the bickering/fighting from the sister. Yes, things are just swell for me..

I know I tend to pout and nag at the tiniest flaw and fault. I can be tiresome to hear at a point where one does gets truly annoyed and wants to punch my face. Thus, to save myself from having a black eye from fellow mates and family members, I shall result my nagging attribute by writing my soul out here in my blog. To those who are fed-up with my whiny persona, you can simply click the (x) button located at the far right of this page :)

hello december

hello world.i have been neglecting writing for awhile.had crazy fun vacationing and exploring other parts of the world.dnt fret, i am back and will kick this blog with a vengeance.

im a bit rusty, and my spoken and written English language has gone terribly loony.(which i am not proud of). i reckon baby Tawfiq will soon have a better grasp of English than i do with this lazy rate i'm going. he now says words like 'sour' and 'technology'. (mind you, he's only 3)

he has become such a mischievious little goof who enjoys performing magic shows and being on my nerves. i start off my morning by him knocking on my door whislt screaming at the top off his lungs 'RISsEeeee and ShIiIiINeee Kak chikkk'.(not cute when ur sleeping)


okay that is it for now.will try to update more about my goings soon.oh and dnt u just hate those teenage kampung 'wannabes'. they think they're so coo' with their skimpy outfits and rempit boyfies.makes me wanna pull a Calista Flockhart

Friday the 13th

Exams over.hu-rahhh! Celebrated freedom by having lunch at Ausmat with fellow mates and snoozed under the covers like a baby the whole evening. Later that night, went to Shed Restaurant with the family to celebrate Aunty Gina’s birthday. Food was edible but too oily for my liking. Besides, there was this annoying fat cat starring at me and my food. I was in fear thus did not enjoy dinner.(I have a fear for cats since little). Nonetheless, the adults liked it and could not stop praising the food and the relaxing ambiance the place has to offer.

Quickly rushed home to watch Nur Kasih on TV and hates Nur’s sister, Sarah more and more now. Gosh, she’s like a bug u just wish u could squash on. The way she moves, the way she talks, the way she portrays herself infuriates me.

Then there’s Aliya. Gosh, grow up dude. She needs to stop being a spoiled anak datuk and start acting like a wife. I Feel like giving her a vigorous shake.

That is all for now. Happy hols people :)