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. :)

intoxicated stoned.

ignore hunger pang. dear god, i hereby begging you for a least bit of pain lightening. apologies for the nuisance posts. nuisance? oh well. blergh. unitended. yes, i co-exist as of late, retail excursions a none, silent social movement. wait, do i really?
damn. i am mutating into a full-fledged nerd (but i dont really consider it as a bad thing), and.. daily routine of 5am frolick session with le books i have been practising. here i am. IMMOBILIZED. admitting defeat to overwhelming workloads. intermittent shiver/hunger pangs inserts please. thanks, god. oh dear final break, hurry come will you?
kick ass time. final due in two weeks time. i havent really picked up my Accounting bible or so forth whilst not in a pseudostate or engulfing trans-fat materials. so, it doesnt count? hmm. i dont have world-changing news to report except,, the rapid (and growing into a potential colossal obsession) love towards living in Lendu. ha-ha. when i am here, its like i can feel the inner strength and peace within me. please dont snicker. call me weird? i know. go on, have your day. also, course dinner updates, dinner was dinner, food was not really good. the only thing that keeps me out of hunger was the fish. heh. oh! and i managed to embarass myself by shrieking loudly when my number was called lucky and also, succeded in dodging dearest T out of taking pictures with him. haha. ape ape? nak buat i jeles? i pun ade laaa. :p
bad news, i will not be going back home this weekend. workloads and tests and quizzes are verging on world domination at this point. oh, and i am putting One Tree Hill and Gossip Girls on repeat. my stress exits, they are. im a human being may i remind you. and am re-loving the classics and the coutries. Norah Jones baby. whats not to love. i am not the most interesting person when involved in academic bibles. dude.
have good days lads and lasses!

tyha electra.

meet my paranormal girl who has just flew off to egypt, tyha. yes. another one who grew wings and went flying far far away leaving us (me?) incapables behind. geez. im tired of blurting out goodbyes. i wonder when will it be my turn for you people to bid farewell to moi. heh. berangan la pulak kan. but have no fear my loves, i will turn that giddy fantasy into a diddy REALITY! mark my words people.

holy, this post is supposed to be about her. righteous. back on track, have been friends for 4 years i might say? its not a very long period but having you as a friend in my radar has always been a thing a cherish much. always and forever. tak kira lah kita rapat ke tak rapat, you're my friend, and i love you bebeh! :)

take care and keep in touch will you? no, not will you, i beg you! okay, enough drama. lots and lots and lots and lots of loves and hugs and kisses from Malaysia. xoxo!

p/s, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY SAYANG! have been so tied up with workloads that i didnt get the chance to wish you. *sigh* anyways, have a good year ahead and be a good 19 year old lass okay? :)

wha?

i need, SHUGAR. quick. pronto.
spare me some dear lord!
im high, im aware.

instant pavlova.

gayboy bebeh. :)

revelations slash resolutions.

i am home. i loved it. le trip back home, roughing up the tarred roads in the cabriolet, indulging in selfless thoughts.. on leather pants and all other promiscuous. no. i was KIDDING of course. Eid was spent in Shah Alam. yeah. i know. what a kampung. i was unmanned on the morning of Eid. in turqoise, with uncurled lashes or unmasked face. no, i dont do make ups apparently. what a pity eyh? face un-aglow, credits to bloody workloads who made Eid difficult to go through to. couldnt stop having thoughts carrying the guilts. unnatural things turned natural. out of the habitat baby. wait. didnt i said earlier i was lazy to describe Eid? right. moving on please..
what went on else : stuffed lithesome self up to an atrocious Godspeed weight gain, went to a remorse phase, toned back to le old pounds. but err, i might have exaggerated a little. heh. i did not stuff much foods. did not have the appetite apparently. i know! with all the good old lemang and rendang and ketupat, yet, no temptations found. blergh. a waste, it is.

enough about Eid. pants, rants in pants. it revolves in a spherical dome. its close to half an hour to two and im not yet asleep. im supposed to be in dream land by now. but i am in pants threads, it's no rocket science. and what's up with rocket science? cant it be the 'Science of Sleep'? it was as hard to delve into as rocket science. shh. unimportance. i am a floating idiot carrying bags of guilts at the point being, collecting the scattered debris of whatever's left from the sluggard scenarios for the past days. text books of penned confusion. huge, enormous, immensly large CONFUCIOUS CONFUSION. thick Financial Accounting bibles in rainbow palette. monochromes to me at the moment still. calculator 'what's-the0use' thingamajig. hold on, i love calculators. iw as taught to do the '3..2..1.. bang' skit on it. whoever came up with such dope? radical.
and, back to the real world, back to Malacca tomorrow morning. early? might be. but i have to, i need to, i got to. cant wait to see yous workloads. xoxo. craps. im all craps. *slaps forehead*

reasons to not believe.

cop, emo kejap.

why?
because the sudden feeling of no feeling.
because ive never REALLY believed in it.
because i tend not to depend everything on it.
because i personally think it is not vital compared to my other things in life.
because people change and get bored and turn evil and i am helpless just like them people.
because i chose not to want it.
because i dont feel like to.
because i just dont know.
because i dont know i dont know i dont know.


i wish i do though.

okay, habis emo dah.

Eid.

well lets assume im too lazy to describe my Eid. can i please please please just let the pictures do the talking? please and thank you.

first day of Eid.
Shah Alam, Wan Yang's house.

the salam-ing session early in the morning.

salam, cium.

salam, cium, gelak.

salam, cium, gelak, jeling.

salam, cium, gelak, jeling, gelak.

dearest opah.

fab 5?

father, mother, sister D and sister M.

ze wan and diyana's.

2nd day of Eid was spent at home frolicking with Management and English's Term Paper. of course i did not stuff my head in it, managed to catch a movie with le lad as well. Fury. id give it an 8.

2nd 3rd day of Eid.
Anjung Dato, Malacca. Aunty Sura's kampung. as all of us did not have kampung to raya to, we decided to crash people's instead. yer lah, nak jugak rase raya kat kampung yang ada ayam dalam kandang reban, and ikan dalam kolam mandi air sejuk yang macam mandi ais, and nyamuk yang gigit waktu senja. pinjam yeh Aunty Sura?

Cousin L.

cousin L and sister M.

amigos, charlie's, stairs. ngeh. cousin L and cousin M.

this, i dont know. its supposed to be i <3 u?

konon nak lompat dengan baju kurung. tapi takde cameraman. tapi ade hati jugak nak ambik gamba, timer pun jadilah walaupun nampak baju je gerak gerak beler beler.

dah gedik tu nak buat macam mane kan?

cubaan kali kedua. gagal lagi plak tuh. lupakan je la niat tu.

ini saya pun tak tau. konon konon merdeka kut? oh, the one in orange, cousin S.

cousin M, cousin L, cousin L.

pictures were taken while the old folks were busy tittle tattle-ing and the lads were busy at the bendang doing god knows what and the little brats busy chasing chickens and catching fishes.

Eid was Eid. more to tell, but the eagerness has diminished due to the fact that i have mountainaized the pile of guilt caused by abandoned workloads. i sense stress leaking in. SHOO!
oh well, happy Eid everyone.