random act of kindness.

21:59pm, living room, pj's.
judge me if you may. but i am me. so it seems that a particular male doesnt understand the language im speaking.. or, he might just be brainless. its not a nice sight, me being annoyed. DEEP BREATHS now. i am currently, happily munching Big Apples whilst rehearsing my interview session and browsing through nets for any useful information. oh boy. i got FLUTTERBYS! and by the way, a text sent by cousin J.D, 'dont listen to the song from faber drive called tongue tied. kaka. and sleep early. this one, no kid.' thanks mate! :D very useful.
p/s : british accent is so sexy. i am so on baby!

and OH! the girls (and a guy-shi) from PD sent this to me. how very sweet. I MISS YOUSSSSSSSSS! kidnap me now will yous?

sender :
MyDearAra
subjet :
wish you were ere
received :
21:29:22
29/10/2008

cloak blue.

MACEE - Malaysian-American Commission on Educational Exchange
Application for East Asian Undergraduate Intensive English Language Study Program,
program of the Bureau of Educational and Cultural Affairs, U.S Department State.

after much hesitation and negotiation and argumentation by and with the Queen. last minute application was sent last week. and i was called two days ago to go for the interview session on Thursday morning. damn it. have never been into one real formal one. what if i got stoned in the middle of the interview? what if my tongue got tied up suddenly? what if a sudden brain freeze is to come while im talking? what if what if what if? gah. shut up. righteous. IF i get accepted, id be sent to US for two months for the study program. yeah, i know. fingers intertwined people!

side note : i bet le femmes are having fun at the beach now. gah. ENVY!

ra ra riot.

a retard sad-o-masochist.

arsed, gutted.
i am in an abstruse phase. rewinding nostalgic bound (hmm, often the alternatives; often the indie rocks) tunes to evolving into a partial arse-clown to sitting in a nook. coming to a sempiternal conclusion that i might be an idiot. damn. no, i dont want to be an idiot. and rejoicing in the femme-clad circles wit mirth is top in the so-need-to-do-list. again, it revolves around said disease, then.
oh, greetings. im currently home. have had my first paper this morning. it went well i suppose. took the bus back to KL 30mins right after my first paper ended. abandoned le-road trip full of merry and euphoria with le femme fatale for a crucial unforeseen emergency. whats more important than love engulfing session with le femmes. tell me about it. apparently unavoidable interview session on Thursday morning is the answer to it.
my current state? a hormoned powered excursion, affixed in a delirium state, stealing glances at le phone hoping for texts from femmes. trapped in this stressful unhappy situation with repulsive thoughts, posed to a flash-inclusive photo (dear God, help us both) to JUICE Magazine's Freestyle column. i love it so. it is sort of..mm, certificates for mode mavens? no? oh? no. you see, a text was sent to all of beloved femme right when i get in the bus.

yours truly - 'dearestsss, im in the bus alreadyyy. have fun and take care in PD okay? But dont have too much fun though. nanti i jealous. :( lol. love love! mwa mwa!'
ili - nil.
ann - nil.
ara - 'gedik ayam! haha.'
bihah - nil.
hany - nil.

apparently, the feedback wasnt a thrill. oh well. whatever it is, go rock your asses and have fun rocking with the beauty beaches and the banana boats and the darn hotel and the bloody bbq. okay. i should not be melodramatic. calm is restored. i ARE juxtaposed, arent i? one potiential dominatrix/ sadomaschist/ probable pedophile. also, nonchalant, simplistic lass. ah-ha. i was supposed to be in dreamland now. but was awoken by call from Ferr asking bout depreciation. thanks lad. dont get cocked up on finals though! chavtastic slimes!

autostereogram.

put aside the throbbing pains shall we?
hoes and foes. fer not for i am still alive and will still, be alive. a long HIATUS will be taken due to the upcoming horrendous finals. upcoming weeks are expected to be filled with numerous mugs of caffeine, thick text books, calculations and numbers and limited sleeping time. time is running out lads and lasses. no more fooling around. buck up and bag out. i will be at my utmost intense self, it is a mystery on how i will be surviving. most papers were tough. neither the reading ones nor the numeric ones will do me good. good god. English Language Financial Accounting, the winner of them all. i call myself an accounting student yet im having a hard time juggling it down my hands. good news though, i wont stop until i drop and pop. okay, those are craps.
after years of brain wrenching, i might even have a tumor and not realizing it. can you picture it? oh wait, can one get tumors by excessive reading? blergh. my biology knowledge has gotten rotten and rusty over the past decades that the only thing i firmly aware and acknowledge of was cardiovascular and cycle of menstrual? what the heck.
back, my temptations of getting hands on the books will be satisfied when i get back to Malacca soon (hopefully so). say, in another exact 8 hours from now? have they not have any mercy for the young brains? i guess not. it seems impossible to squeeze hundreds of pages of textbooks in such short notice. nothing is lessening the burden however. daily routines will be done on autopilot. so, here's to me struggling, cheers!
till then, fingers crossed lads and lasses!

so many things, so little time.

friends with benefits.

guns and guts.

my LENDU la-la land.

human beings have this typical type of mind set. you see a girl and a guy walking, and next thing you know, BAM! you're labeled as couples or scandals. and when you walk or hang with some other person, you get playgirl even! its just in their nature perhaps. let me reveal you a little secret, I TEND TO LOVE COLLECTING ATTENTIONS and I LOVE SOCIALIZING (read : in a good way that is).
there. its who i am. and its who i will be. im just a partial euphoria clad in the making. hours glide smooth and minuscule and heartbreaks are.. minuscule. i know people talk. and you cant stop them when they start. when my name appears on your mouth, it shows that im somehow unstoppable aint it? oh well. however, try to grow up a little bit and go out of the box a little bit how about? it wouldnt hurt. i promise. :)
and oh, i might not be matured enough, but i know not to judge when facts are unproven. raise hands for problems. kick arse. thank you.

p/s : menaikkan atau menjatuhkan seseorang itu pekerjaan manusia. ;)

bouncing men.

norm aesthatics aside. im on the intervals. no, intervals are almost OVER. back to basis. basis of being one with books. emerged as of late. hella yeah. fascinating moments spent without them books. but the thing is, that part was a lull factor. however, its time to get back to reality. fun time's over baby.
i scamper over them and i feel good. i have sinned. im aware. dear god, forgiveness for the godsent things. i hear upbeat summonings from le books bellied pundit now. yes yes. hallucination is one of a kind. prolly because of the extra cheese i consumed earlier? hmm. an unconvincing but appreciated degrees ealier wins it all. and im on the verge of allerged impromptu pre-exam excessive euphoric fun consumination. almost too luxurious, it shouts holistic whispers. damn.
what brings vibe : (i) lazed day off at home, relaxing (read : with the television replacing the books). (ii) dinner at Mamak with dearest mother and father and lil chicka. i made a checklist. yesterday's dinner with Extra Cheese Cheesy Wedges, today's breakfast with mother's ever famous Curry Mee, dinner with Cheese Naan, tomorrow's late breakfast, Old Town's Ipoh Hor Fun and French Toast! (ili baby, be envy ;) ngaha. and oh, amar dearest, tak jeles okay? i ade jugak. lol) Dozens of Big Apple to be brought back to Malacca (CHOREO, ehem) , and lastly, Ikan Bakar as dinner at Umbai. well planned? i bet! (iii) the non trans fat consumption session will be balanced up with shaping up session with my new personal trainer. yes, you promised me for jogs when i get back Malacca kan? that will do. (iv) i cant wait to get back to Malacca and get my hands back on the books. call me freak. i loike!
good weekends lads and lasses!

A : i cant wait to get back to Malacca and start studying oh.
B : what? wow. YOU'RE SPECIAL weyh.
A : haha. much thanks for the compliment. :D
B : ya astaga.

side note : im addicted to MGMT now. dear z, i blame you. :) however, the flash fetish isnt working very well. hence the stuck stop pause play beat at my profile. blergh.

tomato turns 19.

Zariq Ikhwan, 26th oct.

HAPPY SWEET NINETEEN EX BOYFRIEND. :)

xoxo.

stern details.

warning, pseudostate rants.
god damn it. after hours of sleepless nights due to burning oil, here am i, home sweet home, waking up late as of the unusuals. (well, not that late really). schools are OVER. finals are COMING. and here i am, again, immobile, a partial paraplegic, resisting motions as if i've ravaged the world for seven decades long. pseudostate rants, please expect obscure amount of delirious off-topic derivation. corrective actions need to be taken, im aware. dont be so obtuse will you?
and so, yes, pre-exam scenarios perhaps uneleashed a manic total-nerd lithe, uh, me - what seemed as an innocent, view-the-world ecursion turned into minuscule (not) detriment to bank account balance. ah-ha. where is the self control when i need it so? gah. le-books was an atrocious extra-kind wonder. i am a step closer to become a self-proclaimed nerd of the year. book conquests? check. sharp accoutrements that doubles as a weapon? check. potential sado-o-masochist? uh..check? i kid, i kid. if sloth-empowered alternate ego does not take over.
revelations as of late : (i) tests over, weehoo. finals are coming, boohoo. (ii) hours of no book movement. (i know!) i plan in taking an exit from the books while im home. hence, no books allowed as of until i get back to Malacca tomorrow. yes! its a process of learning and discovering! (iii) godsent movies. catching them is a must. you just wait. i will get them soon. (after finals are over that is) ah-ha. so. much. more.

by beds.

three names you go by :

- Add
- Lynn
- Amoi

three screen names you have had :

- AdlynnDiyana
- Adlynn :)
- Si Adlynn :)

three parts of your heritage :

- Malay
- Chinese
- Bugis

three things that scare you :

- Allah swt.
- Failures.
- Being alone and ignored.


three of your everyday essentials :

- Texting.
- Reading (ha-ha)
- Lesbian Partners and Gay Boys.


three things you are wearing now :

- Shorts.
- Running Vest.
- Headphones?

three of your favorite bands or musical arts :

- The Hush Sound.
- OK go.
- The Fratellis.

three of your favorite songs (right now) :

- Time To Pretend - MGMT
- Chelsea Dagger - The Frattelis
- ALL of Hush Sounds songs and OK go songs.

three things you want in a relationship :

- Understanding.
- Sweets.
- Responsible.

three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you :

- Hair Styles.
- Height.
- Abs!

three of your hobbies :

- Hanging Out.
- Reading. (ha-ha)
- Sweat Regularly.

three things you wanna do really badly right now :

- Score my finals.
- Hang out sampai lebam!
- Good foods with good companies!


three careers you're considering/considered before :

- A woman with 5 digits pay and own company.
- Physiotherapist? lol.
- Stewardess (when i was 7?)

three places you want to go on vacation :

- Disneylands. all of them!
- Beauty Beaches?
- Any romantic places. rome? paris?

three things you want to do before you die :

- Jadi orang beriman.
- Ease mum's burden.
- Travel around the world (beds, same lah! haha)

five people that you would like to see take this quiz now :

- ili
- ann
- hany
- amar
- azue

magic numbers.

29/10/2008 - CTU151

02/10/2008 - BEL311

06/11/2008 - MGT215

11/11/2008 - LAW240

15/11/2008 - MAF220

17/11/2008 - FAR200

question; can you hear the hallelujah chorus?
no? neither do i! oh boy oh boy.

october babies.

HAPPY SWEET NINETEEN
DEAREST BELOVED LASSES;

HANY HAZIRAH, 20TH OCTOBER.
-noise partner
-stylish, petite, extremely loud (no offence. still, love you for that ;) ) and adorably loveable.

AINA SAKINA, 21ST OCTOBER.
- annoyance partner
- chat box, dare devil, loud and annoyingly lovable.

DIANA IBRAHIM, 23RD OCTOBER.
- silent crime partner
- hippie, colorful, big huge round eyed, and cuddleable loveable.

DEARESTS, I LOVE YOUS TO BITS LIKE THOUSANDS OF RED M&M'S :)
have a merry birthday full of euphoricism!
*smack asses*
xoxo

side note : dear hany and dee, due to the extreme busyness, there werent any surprises or celebrations made for yous, YET. however, we as hell sure will repay yous a good fine one soon when we get our hands unloaded with workloads. so, BEWARE. (eceh. haha.) ;)

6 girls, 1 car and paradise places.

picture spam, indeed.
one sweet night out. diba, kak isya, kak mas, kak asma and lastly, dearest wanie. ;)
jonker, jetty, mcdonalds, gadek and mak jan.

faux fox roll.

out of luck. in LOVE or out.
i am an inanimate, headache-driven, sleepless-hag, sloth-clad object lounging around the house. in the period between classes, i sleep for half an hour. yes. even half an hour was enough to satisfy my sleep needs. at night.. i am a costumed vigilante? dear god, humor skills decreasing. a little help here?
tests week continues. hitting me hard with sad / predictable revelations (read : idiots), offbeat halted brain movement, trans-fat disco nights (alarming growth of fan club members in the house) and smiling like a first-class loon because.. (sings off pitch hurrahs) 3 were down and 2 more to go before the real one really sets in. heh. though so, the outcomes were just too much to bear with. justice is will be served. gear up baby! wake up and smell the real world!
due to the low tolerance towards headache / magnetic field growing in head, i end up being half baked beat man - Financial Accounting and Costing Accouting. in short, extra time to rehearse numerical atrocities and governments of the old. yawn. wait, take that back. to success, one needs passions. yes, i LOVE accounts. love love love. overwhelms! (no, i am not faking!) spare me some love good lord.
self pleasure is good. the good kind. but where can i find them?

tag tag tag.

Tagged by : Qiela Dearie

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
; hurt? but then it'll only be for awhile. i strongly believe in karma. :)

2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
; DL every semester, scholars, overseas :)

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
; azwan adam bole? haha.

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
; wuu. i would love to migrate! bring my whole fam. can i can i can i? :p

5. Will you u fall in love with your best friend?
; err. so far, no. but ive been best friends with my ex?

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
; blessed? being loved i guess? but i would prefer both of course.

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
; err. this, i cant define.

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
; pull him closer?

9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? your gf/bf or an actress/actor?
; goshhh, ashraf sinclair? haha.

10. What takes you down the fastest?
; chocolates! haha.

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
; a successful career woman. aaaamin.

12. What’s your fear?
; failures.

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
; amiable :)

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
; single and rich how about? haha.

15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
; think of what im supposed to do today.

16. Would you give all in a relationship?
; for now, NO. ngeh.

17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
; wuu, this is tough. it depends on feedback from them both kut? lol.

18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
; forgive yes, forget, may be after a long period of time.

19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
; single but not lonely?

20. List 5 people to tag.
; dont feel like tagging. hence, end.

half stoned.

Bijou Bazaar, Hap Seng Tower, 10/10/2008.

I feel so out of place. I keep telling myself that the heat’s setting off an epidemic inside my head. because my moods have been too theatrical lately. my sleeps were far more even worst needless to say. sleepless in seattle lendu. that could hit the box office some day? heh. as if. oh, i place blame on the heat, the erratic weather we’ve been having. yet I can’t help but think it’s something else. some kind of buried terror inside of me just waiting to bite it’s way out… it is a day by day struggle, trying to keep these feeling at bay. like today; I actually felt like a walking nerve bomb. grr. you feel me?

i am in mood of stating my disgruntles. so if you're interested, proceed, if not, thank you come again.

i feel that it is unfair for some people who have different hardworking level and different abilities, in the end possessed different output of work (read : an unfair output of work). okay. i am really scrabbling way out of the line. can you please pull me in? and so, what i was trying to say is, how i very much often envy those people who do not have to work hard to achieve what they aim for. picture this, A comes to school, A goes back and sleep, A study for an hour, went back to sleep, A comes to class, A sits for tests, A scored. B comes to school, B goes to the library and study, B continued in the room, stayed up late and woke up early to study, B comes to class, B sits for tests, B still get the same average result. can you catch what im throwing? no? however, it is the mother nature to be unfair. part of life. YOU RAN INTO IT, YOU SWALLOW IT, YOU DEAL WITH IT. may be, some people have more luck, may be some people work smart, may be just may be may be. no cries, no whines lads and lasses. can someone sets in euphoricness pretty pretty please?

Night Of Intelligence.

Night Of Intelligence
Members Of Diploma In Accountancy (MEDIA)
Avillion Legacy Hotel, Malacca
9th October 2008

SITI ILI - girl friend, lesbian partner, soul mate, team mate, course mate.

ili, maya, caca, malik :)

the curly wurlies and one sesat non curly amoi ;p

xoxo


maya, caca, ili, malik, wanie, mia :)

caca, aja, tyra, ili, maya

fellows of DIA 1C :p
ferr, fiera, aymandaddy cool a.k.a gummy bear! :D


maya, mia, ferr, caca.

the pink midget with the kebaya ladies. ngeh.

to conclude, the event was a plain. food was even plainer though theres a lot of dishes being served. the only thing i enjoyed was the cam whoring part, the spending time with girlfriends part. and oh, not to forget the winning the lucky draw part and scream-and-embarrass-self-part too. yes. insert laughter. oh well, too lazy to write, hence the picture spams. end. :)