baby boo

Awesome awesome day today.

Tan Sri Arizz somehow managed to find the time to squeeze me into his very very busy schedule. Aaaaa... It was so so SO good to see you!

You know how sometimes you have those moments when you felt like you were in a dream? That was how it was. It seemed so surreal to see Arizz all the way in NYC, almost halfway around the globe from KL where we usually hang out.

Lunch at Friday's then walking around mindlessly amongst the hordes of tourists at Times Square. You walk down the road, and you hear at least 5o different languages. It is true when they say that it is the 'junction/intersection of the world' or something like that.

My friends are a bit crazy but I know Arizz love love them 30 mins in. Hahaha. Them on the right are the 3 Stooges I was referring to before. They are the reason why my winter break is so much better than I thought it was going to be.

Attention to all : Fariq is officially in NYC. Hoh-mah-gowt! Can't wait to see that bugger. Am shivering with anticipation.

As promise

Here are some photos from my brand new camera. =)

view from my bedroom window

stairways to the dorm
Nan, the cutie, braving the weather with me.

me and Verenice hitting Northside Bethlehem when I really

should have been studying for my Greek History final

huge ass Christmas tree at Northside

making my first snow angel right after Greek History paper.

it was an epic fail.

both the paper and the snow angel.

snowfall

Dravo Dorm where I'm never at. Only to sleep at night.

snowstorm in Brooklyn.ugh...the worst!

what's good people?

ngeeeehhhh...

i find it pretty ironic that my last post was about how people don't update their blogs.

okay i had many reasons that i came up along the way as to why I have not been updating my blog for more than a month. but u people ain't gonna wanna hear it. so let's just concentrate on the fact that..

I'm BaaaaaccccKKK!

aite. let's get down to business.
Fall semester just wrapped up with a horrible Greek History paper. Thank you Prof. Phillips, you will forever be the reason why I have nightmares of the Spartans and Macedonians breathing down my back because I just can't find it in me to remember why and how they started all their silly little wars.

So, I packed my bag, up and left for Queens, NYC. where I will be staying with Tony, who was kind enough to put up with my antics and offered his house for the next 3 weeks.

Now that I have all this free time in my hands, when I'm not running around the streets of Brooklyn with Tony and his Stooges, I can get back to tapping tapping these keyboards. Not mine by the way. My laptop just died on me and me needs to get a new one. Any reccomendation people?

Now, as you might think, New York should be able to provide me with more than enough materials to write about. And yes, that is true my friend.

So here's incident numero uno, on my 1st day of winter break :

We were walking down Manhattan and it was night time. People were lining up to watch their plays and Broadway shows and two of these people was a 40 year-old woman and her bf/husband. They look decent enough, just minding their own business, waiting for their show to start. And here come this man, holding a Venti ice coffee from Starbucks, and he decided

"Naaah..I don't feel like drinking this. hmmm..what can I do with it?"

So, he walked up to this lady, and out of nowhere, in front of everyone, just dump the whole drink on the lady's head and walked off. He was not even running for it, he was STROLLING away. The lady, with her stained Louis Vuitton bag <---i feel her pain, stood for a good 30 seconds without moving. And her dickhead bf/husband didn't do shit. and theeeen, she decided to get mad and chase after the coffee man in her Jimmy Choo's heels. I didn't see what happen next but am pretty sure she gave that man a hell of a time.

Haaah. That was a good night indeed. I feel so blessed that I was at the right time and place to witness that.

I wish you guys were there to share the moment with me.
There'll be more New York adventures to come.
It's good to be back.

It is snowing as hell here. I'll upload some pics on my next post.

Ice ice baby

People of the blogging world.

Please update your blogs.

It's bad enough that my email never have incomings,
nor does my phone ever ring,
nor does my mailbox ever get stuffed. (yes, people still write letters. try it out sometime)

I need to know what is going on with your life because,
a. I miss you
b. I care, seriously.
c. I wanna read some Manglish language. Honestly, I miss it.
d. For those back in Malaysia, a semblance of Malaysian taste is much appreciated.

So do what you commit yourself to do.


It is effin cold! -3 Celcius. Expected snow fall tonight. Wait, it's suppose to be autumn. I am NOT prepared for snow. bbrrrr.......

farewell me

I can't sleep, no not like I used to
I can't breathe, in and out like I need to
It's breaking ice now, to make any movement
What's your vice, you know that mine's the illusion

And all at once [As I'm trying]
I can help you out [Just to keep things right]
I'll be what you need [I kill myself to make]
I'll do anything [Everything perfect for you]

Goodbye apathy
So long, apathy
So don't sit still
But don't you move
Away, from here

So goodbye apathy [As I'm trying]
So long fancy free [Just to keep things right]
Goodbye apathy, [Kill myself to make]
I don't wanna be.. you [Everything perfect for you]

I don't walk right, not like I used to
There's a jump in my step, as I rush to see you
I could be happy here
As long as you're near to me
As long as you're close to me

Now that I'm alright [As I'm trying]
I can help you out [Just to keep things right]
I'll be what you need [I kill myself to make]
Goodbye apathy [Everything perfect for you]
So goodbye, apathy

So don't you stop pushing me
I can take so much

Everybody is watching you,
Everybody is watching me too.

Oooh the embarrassment.

Today was Spooktacular. Kids from Bethlehem area come to spend the day at Lehigh Uni and we have fun activities for them to do in conjunction with Halloween. So, I signed up to be a volunteer as a tour guide.

We got into the haunted house, and mind you the kids were like 1 to 10 year olds, and surprise surprise!, I ended up screaming my head off at every turn. And the kids weren't even scared, they were laughing at me!

So this girl, probably about 6 years old, came up to me and said,

"You can hold my hand"

(+"."+)




Thinking of you. You don't know what you got till it's gone.

today

Today the world is lesser by a great man.

Al-Fatihah

There comes a time when everyone leaves, and those that stay behind learn to accept it.
I wanted one last time to see you, to say goodbye.

You were a trooper.
Rest in peace, Tok.
='(

Stand Up 4 Cancer

I have a super duper huge midterm tomorrow, and I'm on you tube and blogging. But i found this song that is just tooo good I have to share it. It's my female all-star line up dream team.

I personally have never experience anyone close who ever had to battle with cancer. But I definitely know many who have never give up in times of sickness. Much props to them. I wouldn't think I would have done it half as good as you have.


I have no personal vendetta against Miley Cyrus. Daymn! Isn't she like 15 years old or something? And she's up there singing with my favourites Beyonce, Mariah, Mary J, Ciara and Ashanti. What I wouldn't do to be in her place.

MJB, MC & B aced the song to perfection.

clawing you

I don't know why it took me almost 2 months to watch my first football game. I was definitely missing out on something.

Yesterday started with me waking up at a ridiculous hour for a Saturday morning. All in the name of raising fund for the dance team. Why do only the newbies do it? Seniorism, I'm afraid, is still prevalent in our society. So I had on those neon orange jacket with walkie talkie in hand, positioned myself on one of the traffic corners , and diligently point out the right direction to people going to the stadium. 4 damn straight hours. Goood stuff.

HOWEVER, the hot policeman did stop by with a stupid-yet-cute line. And he asked if I was doing okay under the heat. Awww.... So, getting hit by yummy men in uniform greatly compensates standing still with arms wide open for hours.

Once my shift was over, I rushed to the stadium. There was a lot of people. More than I expected. Everything looked like a scene from Remember The Titans. I absolutely lurve the movie. So my image of the American football experience might be slightly distorted.

I totally ruin my first touch down though. We were sitting right behind the players, next to where the cheerleaders were doing their thing <---Pua chose the seats. So, as the game was going on, I saw them cheerleaders doing those pyramid thingy. I was immensely into watching them. When suddenly everyone roared around me. Touch down! And I missed it cause I had my eyes on a bunch of girls throwing another girl in the air. -_-" . Such a typical Myra moment.

The game was awesome. I miss being on the field. I miss being a part of something. I remember once upon a time ago when I would go to arm's length for Rahman, only like the best house ever. Them others can eat our dust. I think back of the sense of belonging that I once had. And as I cheered for the Hawks, I felt the same pride that I had before.

45-24 win peeps.
Lehigh Hawks kick ass!

Going to NYC tomorrow. woot woot woot!!! Let's all pray Myra does not go over the limit with her shopping.

I Love The World

Found this on hungry tree frog's blog. awesome video, i had to share it with the world.

mouse over the video for the lyrics

my Social Security Office experience

I had to get my Social Security number so I CAN PAY TAX to the great nation call the United States of America. Oh well.

Anyway, since Yujin had class when I wanted to go, he couldn't drive me to the office, which means I had to WALK all the way to the SS office. At times like this, I wish I had them peeps who were so helpful when I need them. You know who you are. =)

Anyway, it wasn't too bad walking. Weather was good, I didn't get lost for too long.

I was sitting down waiting for my number to appear on the digital screen thing on the wall, and in walk this Latino family with an impossibly cute lil girl dressed up in pink, from her pink Crocs to her pink pigtails. She was one hell of an Energizer bunny cause she was running around the office and you could not help but stare <---she ZOO adorable!

Apparently, in Spanish, "Mira" means 'to look'. And I guess Latinos use the word to attract attention or something along that line. So whenever Pink Energizer got too far away, Mama Latino would scream,

MIRA!!

Me being the retarded person that I am, kept turning my head towards her whenever she said it. And boy, if you didn't already know, Latinos are a bunch of loud peeps. She was bellowing "Mira!" 50 thousand times. And every single time, I turned. -_-"

One hour of waiting, and I was at the counter for only 5 minutes. Haih.

McCain and Palin were here yesterday. Didn't have a chance to see them though. When you stopping by Mr. Obama?

moment of weakness

On Sunday, I probably had a dream where I was in Malaysia or something like that, because when I woke up, I really thought that I was on my own bed at home. I pulled the blankets over my head and saw that it was purple instead of red. Right at that moment, it was the lowest I have ever felt through out my stay here.

I'm not extremely depress or sad. I'm actually better than I thought I would be. But it just struck me that it wasn't something important that happened like talking to my family on raya eve or calling a friend on her bday that made me terribly home sick. It was just the realization that I was sleeping on a different bed. Which comes to mean, it's the little thing that matters.

On a different note, I have just recently discovered, my mom and big bro reads my blog. I know some of you might be scrambling trying to see if there are any comments to be deleted. We shall not name names here, but we know who you are. I was also completely taken off guard. How did you find this by the way? My guess will be abang, Mr. Big-Executive-Man-Too-Busy-For-Lil-Sis. So I welcome new readers with open arms. I'll have to keep it more "family-friendly" from now on i guess. eheh...no ma, i have nothing to hide from you.

Another thing I miss : People here do the whole hugging thing a lot. So you get your fair share of amount, sometimes from people you barely know. eeekkk...i know. Back to my point, I miss feeling the 'I care for you' hugs. I dont know how to explain it. When someone hugs you, you know that he/she cares. And I haven't had one of those since I got here.

So if you're deprived of a Myra's 'I care for you' hugs, I'm sending a cyber one to you now.

*hugs*

Don't you feel better already?

Extra special one goes to Wen Jan. I haven't seen you since February and the 'not-knowing' when I'm gonna see you again makes it harder for me right now.

first day of work

Well, technically today is not my first day because I have been through training for the past few days. But today is the FIRST day I actually made a real call.

To make some sense to what I am saying let me tell you first what my job is.

Currently, I am employed as a Lehigh Liner. What we do is, we call alumni to help raise fund for the financial aid program while updating the alumni records.

So on my first shift as a caller, here are some of the more interesting ones.

The Bad

• This one man, he could not hear me properly, so I just kept repeating 'Hi I'm Amira' for 50 times. He was being clever I guess, so he asked "Hello? What is on your mind?". Then he ends it with a clincher, "Hello?!?! Do you HAVE A BRAIN?" and he hang up. I seriously considered quitting the job after that call.
• Another man, after explaining that I was from the Lehigh Fund, said, and I quote him here, "Drop Dead!". Yeah, another pleasant guy there.

The Good

• Well, there is only 1 on this list. I manage to secure a pledge of $100. Yay me! Though it's far in comparison to the 1 million they raise every semester, not many newbies get a pledge on their first night. And my supervisor heard me when I was doing the call, and she said I did a really good job. Another Yay me!

The Confuse

• For one call, I started out with "How are you doing tonight sir?". And he went, "I'd feel better if you bring my daughter back". I was like....shyte!So after giving my condolence and stuff (you can't possibly ask for a pledge after something like that) I ended the call and told my colleagues about it. Joe said, " He was probably lying to see if a gullible young lady would fall for that and try to get you off the phone". Now I feel stupid.
• Before I tell you the next one, I have to tell you the story about our mascot first. About a few years ago, the university changed the mascot from 'The Engineers' to the Hawk. So, this guy basically told me, "I stop giving to the Lehigh Fund because they changed the mascot's name. Being an Engineer from Lehigh, I feel insulted." wtf?!?

These are the ones I can remember off right the top of my head. There were more crazy ones going around. We all just kinda joke and have a good laugh about it.

So yeah, I don't think I'll be quitting anytime soon. The people there are great.Extra money and experience couldn't hurt.

Zat, if you're reading this, what is that name of that aunty who would always breath down our necks when we were working at BSC dulu? Somehow, she pops in my head whenever I think of the word employers. Not good.

My Raya acoording to myra-me

Woke up late for my Greek exams today[which I totally tanked], sprinted all the way to Packard Lab. Didn't put my contact lenses on cause I was in a rush, only to realise that I did not have my glasses in my bag. So, today's classes were a blur of abstract motives dancing around. I got back with a splitting headache.

Back about my raya day.

On Eid morning, I woke up at 6 am to go for Eid prayers. It was cold and I was not very motivated to get up and get dress. So I went,

aahh..tidola balik.

Only later did I find out Pua also missed smayang raya. So, I didn't feel so bad.

I decided to take advantage of my 'excused absence' and sleep in till 11am. Woke up, had brunch and proceed to spend the whole day at the library to study for the Greek exam.
Next, I had a workshop to attend for my Leadership Lehigh program and this was until 5.30 pm.

Soo, up till this point, raya was basically.........uneventful.

But then....we[me, Pua, Steve, Naazer] went to abg israd and kak syahrul's house for dinner. Just as we entered, lagu raya berdendang from the laptop where it was streamed. The smell of yummy food and kids running around in baju raya.
Yes, there were slight tears in my eyes.
Finally, the aidilfitri vibe that I have been missing.

Oh my god. I went for the sambal like nobody's bussiness. Don't keep Myra too far away from sambal for too long, she goes slightly out of control.

I miss La Familia like crazy.

Wherever you are right now,
Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin.

I wish I had pics to post though. But still no camera for me.
Take a camera away from a camwhore. I AM feeling the pain right now.

Emo Always

OooOOo yeah. Take a good look at that ass!

Somebody's turning 19 today. woot woot!

To Zatesa Aznam,
loyal reader of my blog because she has no life and a life that is Myra-free is a life not worth living.

Sucks that we only met last year.
But it takes a moment to build a friendship and an eternity to break one.

Thanks for layaning my karenah. Your MyVi has been put to good use.=P. And am missing your awesome house.

Have a good birthday! Don't do something I won't do. Or, wait till am back then we'll do something I won't do.

Much love,
Your kinky twin.

Big Gulp

For those of you who knew me fairly well last year and early this year, you might know my slight obsession with this little 'insignificant' isotonic drink called 100-plus. If you had a crate of it in your room, plus a mini fridge to chill it <----kudos to Diana for having both items checked, you might most probably have Myra knocking on your door every half an hour.

So, I got here in the States and ka-blam-miee! There ain't no 100-plus around. kuang kuang kuang [sound effect from Doraemon soundtrack]

We learn in Econs that for some goods there are substitute goods and i feel like educating my fellow readers here. So, a substitute good is when you change consumption of one good to another good. I.e., 100-plus is now out, IN comes

MOUNTAIN DEW

Oooohh yeah. You know when nak buka puasa, or after a tiring day in the gym dancing Toy Soldier for the gazilion times, sure feels damn good gulping it down.

I hate that it's Monday tomorrow. Where did my weekend go?

O-K!

I had an epiphany to wikipedia the word okay. Here's what i found.

1. Telegraphed reports of platoon casualties whereby OK "oh key" meant "0 (zero) key (killed)"
2. In German newspapers and printing the term OK has been in use at least since the 1800s; it stood for "ohne Korrektur" (without correction)
3. In Greek, O.K. is a correctly-spelled abbreviation for the expression, Ola Kala (Ὅλα Καλά, ΟΚ), which means "everything is fine".
4. French fishermen, including those based in New Orleans, might sometimes have used the phrase "au quai", literally "to the quay", to mean that a fishing trip was successful (or went okay)

Well there were more, but these are the more interesting ones.

More importantly, O.K also stands for Ohana Kaizen 0206. 5 years of growing up together, you don't erase those times from your life in a heartbeat.






I'm not incredibly nostalgic. But there are definitely times I wish I could go back to the family I had.












Herodotus, Thucydides and the likes should have been buta huruf. That way, Greek history would definitely be easier to tackle.

Ditto

New discovery # 392 : I get kicks from reading gay magazine in Linderman Library.

I don't know why I never did it before. (maybe cause they never had one in Malaysia)

Cleo, Seventeen and the likes feature women that only serve to make me feel worst about my state of less than flattering body.

vs

Gay magazines with sizzling hot males, most of them naked to the butt, and you know how them gay guys keep their bodies. Uhuh... ooOOoo yeah. You know what I'm talking about.

Ergo, you do the math.

Who cares if they themselves prefer looking at other men.
Yuuummmy-licious...*droool*

Haih, bulan puasa la myra.

Another one bites the dust

For some strange reason, all the birthdays of my friends are clustered around the same time.

It has come time again to sing a birthday song people. All together now....

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday Ainul retard,
Happy Birthday to you.

Hugs and kisses. =P.


* missing those netball/basketball/ultimate frisbee/futsal/jogging/you rollerlading and falling/ wii and DDR playing days.





I just had to show this video. If Ainul was a cat, this would definitely be something she would do on a daily basis. She's just weird that way.

Life

I get so many people asking how my life is in Lehigh now. I mean seriously, what do you expect me to answer?

1. It's effin cold yet it is still summer. I have days when I want to hurl under my hoodie and sweatpants when I realise I don't have either of them cause you just don't come a time when you needed one in Malaysia.
2. I am disgusted by how unhygienic it is to go to the toilet because I can use ONLY tissue papers to wipe my ass. Haven't people here heard that you can use water.
3. Living in my own room for a couple years have make me question myself that, 'hmmm... maybe the roommate thingy just ain't my thing'.
4. I'm still in the facebook stalking phase, I just do it with much less frequencies.
5. Waking up at 7 in the morning is not something enjoyable to do on a daily basis.
6. Sucks that I can't download songs and movies anymore for fear the internet police might come barging at my door.
7. N why the hell can't i bullet or change the font on blogspot now?!?! ppfftt..

Instead, I'll say.

Everything's good.


Well okaay. Wiriyak Suvanmani[felt like mentioning ur full name] says that i sound like am not too happy being here. I got an email from my bro the other day, and he said he was sorry he didn't email frequent enough. It's just that he wants to make sure when he emails me, it's when he is happy so that I'd feel happy when I read it (<----best bro in the world btw)

Typically, I blog when I am on my table bored as hell, staring at my array of photos, and missing the life I had back home. Naturally,.....well, you get my drift here.
So, id save some time replying to all the threads of msgs i received about 'how life is?' and redirect them to read this page.

Here goes,
1. I love being a Malaysian in Lehigh. If I said something wrong, do something lame or just want some attention, I go "I'm Malaysian *insert pathetic face*". Everyone goes, "oh really? that's so cooolll..awesome." and everything else will be forgiven.

2. Classes here are great. It's funny how I have learned everything they're teaching me now, yet I dont get bored. i.e. Puan Halijah's class vs. Prof Collins' class : Both literally are saying the absolute same thing about business. But somehow I always end up fantasizing about my upcoming weekend in the former class, while hanging on to every word in the later's.

3. Am having a blast with the extra things to do here. Dance and step practice is hearts and joy for me. I plan my days around them. Time to berkembang ur surpressed dancer syndrome ~WJ

4. People are super duper friendly. A random person might come up to you and say, " How's your day sweetheart?" . Geez, even my boyfriends never did that back home.

5. Okay, this one I am so TOTALLY not making it up. Here, I have shrunked by TWO size. I bought something at a store and I have to return my large size to a small size. ooooOO yeay. I haven't worn anything small in a looong time. People here are just bigger than us Asian, so they have bigger size. There is a drawback though. My once, worthy of praise 'chest' area has now lost its grandeur. It is NO match to them others walking around. Oh well, you gain some you lose some.

6. Just so you know, partying in the States is no better than back in Malaysia. All those wack you heard about frat/sorority craziness, it's not all that it's hyped up to be. Yeah, you get the crazy shit where kids practically fornicate on the dance floor and if you a girl, damn well watch yourself. I'd trade all those parties to hang at Zat's house. Maybe I'm just conservative that way (<---hmmm,i never thought of me being conservative). But you do get a bunch of friends who appreciate just chilling at The Hawk's Nest for a game of foosball or air hockey.

7. Top it all of, I'm going camping this weekend for a retreat with the Leadership Lehigh Program. woot woot! can't wait. It is goin to be cold as hell, but heck, I'll brave it.

Aite,
I'm signing off here. I don't like writing long blogs cause I know I myself don't read blogs that are long. But, this one was hard to avoid. If you have read up to this point. Kudos!! You must love me a lot. Hahaha. I love you too.

OOooooOzing..

we are all Earthman

Poets & Pornstars
Earthman

We got bombs and we got guns
We got everything you could want
Under a sun

We got pleasure
We got pain
We got people here who think
That they're the same

We're the fallen in the war
We're the bullets and the law
We're the kiss of love that heals it all

And it's so pretty down here
It might move you to tears...

I am an Earthman
I was born to the out of hand
The Poets and the Pornstars
The Lovers and the Die-Hards

And I never met a madman
Who didn't have a cause
And I never met a pervert
Who didn't have a broken heart

And I am...an Earthman.

Uber Superstar

Have you ever had those times, when you're in a conversation, then suddenly everything goes quiet. Well, back home they say it's cause 'malaikat lalu'. So should ever this happens to you, here's a good joke to share.

Q : How much does a polar bear weigh?
A : Enough to break the ice.

Get it, get it, get it? Well, it took a while for me to get it when I first heard it (hmm..I wonder why some people call me blondy).

So, I tried it out a couple of times here in college, and my American friends LOVED it. Now, they're going to spread it around, and I remind them to say that the joke comes straight from Malaysia.

So there, I have done my part in carrying the Malaysian name.

Oh, but I should not be taking all the credit for this. It came from our very own Tan Sri Arizz, who coincidentally, wears the crown for today. Well technically, he wears the crown everyday of his awesomely fabulous life, but more so today.

So, everybody....

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday Dear Arizz,
Happy Birthday to you.

Kate Walsh is coming to Lehigh tomorrow!! oh my god, oh my god, oh my gooooodd...

Road to Doomness

To those of you who have gone or will be going through the same road as me,

KYS ----> KYUEM --->Uni

Observe.

You might just be heading towards your head on collision wall.

So, there were 5 years in high school were the average class size was 20, and another year and a half where it was smaller.

And then you come to Uni where the lecture hall sits more than 200 students. On top of that, you need to come early as to reserve the best seat in the house.

AAAnnd, the professor just might be talking Urdu up front, when the last time you checked, you signed up for the calculus class.

Thank God for recitation class. It is my salvation back to familiarity. Don't know what it is? Yeah, I only learned the word here. Americans like to make stuff up and call it their own.

I want Cikgu Abu back. Limits of functions just ain't the same no more.

Tag, you're it!

My first tag thingy.

RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

Tagged by Ainul.

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be? ~kick him where it hurts~

2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be? ~oooOoOoo. a really good one that is too x-rated to b shared~

3. Whose butt would you like to kick? ~everyone i miss back home. just so i have a reason to see u guys again~

4. What would you do with a billion dollars? ~shop shop shop!!! but being in the situation i am, me gonna need to use it for me education~

5.What annoys you most? ~people messing up my room when i'm not there.~

6. Which is more blessed, sprinkled donuts or powdered donuts? ~what's the diff? craving for some J.Co and Big Apple here~

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love? ~cepatla! i might have to settle with the next best thing~

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? ~i'd back off. but harmless flirting still considers as backing off~

9. Who would you want to cook with? ~Oprah, so i can be on her show <---a dream of mine~

10. What takes you down the fastest? ~takes me down? i get down all the time. hahaha~

11. How would you see yourself in ten years time? ~a mommy~

12. What's your primary resolution this year? ~i dont do resolutions~

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is? ~damn! of all my friends u had to pick the one who is most complex. mmm..wad can i say about baby mardy? extremely intelligent, cuckoo in the head, falls when rollerblading, doesnt pull handbreak when driving, wakes at 5 am to cook omellete and ends up making a total rackett in the apartment, jumps hysterically when somebody knocks on the door = Ain Ul Mardhiah a great friend in time of need.~

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor? ~out of the 2 id be single and rich. marriage does not equate to anything.~

15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up? ~switch on me laptop. check phone.~

16. Would you give all in a relationship? ~no, i dont do the 'giving my all'. u learn from ur lessons~

17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick? ~if i loved someone equally enough, id go for the richer one. im practical that way~

18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done? ~eeeeveerybody should know, myra forgive but NEVER forgets~

19.Do you prefer being single or having a relationship? ~age old question. rship is hard work but reaps rewards. single is easy but most of the time involves longing.~

20.List 5 people to tag
~ Jason Mraz <---wishful thinking.
~ WJ [ not sure u do this kinda shit]
~ Zat [ u dont have a blog but id wanna know some of the answers to the q]
~ Adi [same as above]
~ Majin [ ur one of the few i know who reads my blog and have a blog]

la la la lie

Here, people talk a lot about being racist. And if you talk a lot about it, it most probably means you'r facing it in your community.

Personally, I grew up having friends who are Malay, Chinese and Indian alike. I never actually knew that there was a barrier. But what do kids with boogey running down your nose at that age knows right?

In KYS, 90 % were Malays and it was then, when I meet people from outside the school, I felt like.
'Oh, he's Chinese and she's Indian. We have different culture, so we couldn't survive living with each other'
Well, let's ignore the fact my best friend is a Chinese (shout out to WJ!). She's half Malay anyway, cause the part Malay she have inside of her is Amira Najua. >.<

And then...I got into KYUEM where although again the majority is Malay, but because I mixed with the non-malay community more, I didn't feel that way. So, I realize that there wasn't any line between the different races.

Do you see the pattern here? Where you are determines the kind of thinking you have.

And now that I am here in the US, for the first time, I am a minority. And it stinks! Not just that, people here have their own issues with the different coloured people already in the country and in comes this brown girl from Malaysia (is that the country next to Russia? <----true story here).

Diversity Schmurversity.

It takes way more than saying you are a diverse community to actually BE a diverse community.

I'm crapping and not making sense. My legs are sore from climbing the hills and trying not be the brown girl who's attempting hiphop at dance practice.

ooze out peeps.
I hope Malaysia is treating you well as she always had to me.

oooOOoo..highly unlikely you'll be reading this. Uncle Sathia, you are my guardian angel. You won't find a man with a bigger heart.

the world looks at the

power of our example,
not the example of our power.

~Bill Clinton~

this thing i do

Since I'm such a social noob here, I find that I have too much free time to do nothing-ness. I go on facebook, click on [insert name of people I'm missing here] and practically CSI-ed it all over.

Am a stalker that way.

So if you think you're on my People I Miss list, you might wanna do any necessary changes that you might not want me to see.

Like, oh my god, really?

An interesting observation.

Get ready for it.






You ready?






You sure?






Aite, here it goes.








sssshhh....there really are dumb blondes here!







Well okay. So I'm sure they're not literal dumb blondes. We don't stereotype here. But they sure as hell look and sound like one. I find myself staring cause I get so fascinated with the utter nothings that come out of their mouth.

I don't stalk, just curious about the wonders of the world

************

Five mins after I wrote the above blog, one of my observed specimen walked into my room and said.


I just got soooo lost in this building (eyes wide open)


Wow! How can my life get any better than this?

Nasi lemak cravings

What up people of the world!

I'm baaaack. To many who might have been wondering,I am not dead, I have just been settling down and getting my thoughts together so I can write a nice blog bout my new life here in the States. So here goes.

Well.......my thoughts are not exactly together yet. I am extremely homesick and lonely here and should somebody offer me a ticket back home, I would jump for it in an instant. I'm sure the feeling will pass. I hope the feeling will pass. Yeah, I know it will pass.

I miss Ma physically being there for me. I need that hug that tells me everything will be fine.

I miss Abang for our late night snacks and me lying on your bed talking non stop while you pretend not to listen.

I miss WJ who says everything I need to hear by being silent.

I miss Atuk, Uwan, aunty, uncle, couz and the whole crew, sorry for not spending enough time with you before I left.

I miss Uncle Jean cause I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to him before I left. I know you are looking after me from above.

I miss my college buddies, Zat, Hana, Fariq, Ainul,Marsh,Umyra,Sarah,Aiman bomb, Arizz n Dodo (you both fall under this category too). If you guys were here, we would have rock this place out!

I miss my girls, Wawa, Lisa, Chix, Ella.With whom do I talk nonsense shit to?

I miss my friends who always got my back, Altaf Khan,yeah that's you! and Piang who makes me laugh cause he is just so funny to look at.=p

I miss Malaysia where you can wear shorts and eat nasi lemak with sambal and ayam goreng, and you don't have to worry whether it's halal or not.

I miss my room at home which have the best bed in the world, my teddy bears, my guitar and my awesome speakers.(<----it is REAL awesome!)

I miss you, whoever you are who takes the time to read my blogs. Haaaa...I think I feel a little better now.

I'm sure there are some people who reads this that are away from home. Does it get any better?

Take-Off

In 3 hours I'll be on my way to the New World.

Please pray I get there safely.

I'll miss Malaysia.

shocking and saddening

If someone was to ask me what my greatest fear is, it would be to one day find out that I am infertile and unable to bear children.

I was in Uptown with Zat tonight getting some unhealthy and greasy yet deliciously hard to resist food. At one of the stall, 2 girls I guessed probably age 8 and 14 were taking orders from the customers. They were straight to the core Jinjang/Lala 101 [reminds me of Luiz ;)] with their oversize thigh length blouse and black tights and heavy makeup (why are they wearing makeup anyway?). So what they do is take orders and then deliver them around.

Anyone who have ever eaten there at 1 am in the morning knows how uber creepy that place is. And it is not just this 2 dolled up girls that I saw walking around strangers, there were boys and girls as young as 4 years old playing,alone, at many of the unoccupied stalls.

We hear in the news the increasing rate of kidnapping in Malaysia. Oooo aaa...takut nye. Lets keep our children safe! But reality is, our behaviour makes it all the more easier for predators.

I look over and I see their mothers and fathers sweating it out trying to make an honest living for their family, and for a moment I feel bad for thinking what I thought and I understand how hard it is some people have it in life. But I don't think any amount of money is worth losing your child.

If those girls were my little sisters, cousins or nieces, I would never let them do that.

19 candles

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Fariq,
Happy birthday to you.

I know you are reading this. Where are you my friend?
Ape plan? bosan dowh... OU jom!

='))))

aarrr?!?

The story goes, I was getting into the LRT today. People jostling about getting in and out even though we ALL know we should let passengers out first before trying to get in. Who listens to rules anyway? Well, naturally, this author do.

So, this Auntie, let's call her Auntie A runs right in wanting to get the last vacant seat. While busy making sure she beats everyone to it, she stubbed the toe of Auntie B. Okay, everything happened in either Mandarin or Hokkien or Hakka, I don't know, but I'll try to decipher best as I can.

Auntie B : *@($@)%@)@*$%@*#%@)^
[ aargh!!! SSOOO painful!!!! you blind is it? spoil my toe and my nice shoes some more!waaa waa waa. what you wanna kill me ar?]

Auntie A : (sitting nicely on her well deserved seat) &%#%&*&%#$%
[ haiya..sorry ah.. didn't mean to]

So, I thought that would have been the end of it. Aaa,nope. Auntie B kept on warbling on and on about how painful her precious toes are to anyone who would listen. I could tell that the lady next to her, whom I assumed to be her daughter, was embaress of her mother's antics.

So there she goes, ranting and cussing while Auntie A just looked on helplessly. And when Auntie A got off her exit, if looks could kill, Auntie B had already slash a dagger through her.

I mean? Hello woman! She already said she was sorry. You think she purposedly did that to you for pleasure or something? Again with my theory, some people just don't observe good manners.

At times like this, I wish I could drive and had a car so I wouldn't have to go through all the LRT's boo shit. But if I did, then I would miss all the fun of seeing how 'evolve' we Malaysians are becoming!

-_-"

Anyway, I got my laptop back today. Muahx. aaahhh...i love the sound of my keyboard tapping.

Shout out to big brother. Happy 22nd birthday! =))))

shmuff smurf

Hey people of the world,

It has been 2 weeks. I'm sorry. My laptop is in the workshop getting her juices renewed (sounds a little kinky right?). And I just don't feel comfortable blogging from my brother's computer. I don't know why I feel that way, I just do, okay.

The mood right now is not good. But at times like this, you get to know who your friends are.

WJ,How is it possible that someone can make you feel so much better with just one message from way across the ocean. You always ALWAYS know the right thing to say.

Arizz, my other fabulous half, knowing that you care makes it all better.

Rajiv, for being sweet even when you don't know what you are being sweet for. You so blur Dodo bhai! Thanks for the candles.

Fariq, my go-to man for everything and will forever be my reference for all things from fashion to gay men.Haha

And lastly Altaf, whom out of all surprise me the most. What a great supportive friend you are.

I must have done something great to deserve you guys. I had to share this to the world.

Vrooom

I just had a random thought.

How cool would it be to have a batmobile, because it is only like THE safest car to be in. It practically goes through anything and if should I do smash it for any reason, it turns into a motorbike. UBER-COOL.

HOWEVER, black is not the colour of the season. I'd have it custom made red interior ala Kimora Lee Simmons Bentley. And have my initials embroidered on the seats too.

Big dreams for a girl who don't even have her driving license yet. =P. Please people! Stop nagging me already. It is not my fault that you prefer to drive me around then let me drive.

I just had to put this. I have fallen in love.

Missing

Yesterday, I had an outing with my girls. And not to say I did not enjoyed myself, but I left feeling really sad. Here I was, having the time of my life, eating, gossiping, listening to Mama Chix giving us her totally cool advice on boys,sex and relationship,and just hanging around talking nonsense about everything under the sun. Why the hell am I leaving for the US again?

I miss those times when we had to slave ourselves over endless union nights. Remember that night we cut and SELLOPHANE TAPED pieces of blue fabric on our white baju for our cheer comp the next day. Hahaha. Those nights we had sleeping over at Chix's house thinking of steps and designing our super lame costumes. And i SSOO remember walking that,I don't know how many kilometres from that place we learn to dance (what was it called?) all the way back to KYS.

I remember acting all pissed when you signed up my name for Talentime without telling me first, but secretly was excited inside. And yes, we all acknowledge that we have the worst singing voice, apart from Nael, but we totally rocked out the stage with our awesome red and white costumes and dance moves!

You have always been there for me. The girl who slept next to me even though it was only for a year, but that was the year I know I had a friend who would always have an ear ready to listen to me. My friend who shares the same obsession on a particular popstar. Those nights when I cried because of you-know-who and you never judge me whether I'm right or wrong. Although you and your partner in crime most of the time only laugh when I'm sobbing my eyes off. And that girl who have the most potential I have ever seen, I am glad you are growing up to be the woman you should become.

But most of all, you girls made me feel wanted. You made me feel that I mattered in your life and without all the glitz and glamour in life, I could have make do with just that. Thank you for being the best girl friends. And if time should drift us apart one day, we'll have the memories and you will always be my friend .












To the singing duck down-under, know that I miss you the most. All the distance and time one puts between us can never erase what we have.

buff

Manage to catch 2 movies this week, with the same people. Yes, I have no other friends. I'm a social outkast.

WANTED was on Tuesday. Very very gory to the core. I had my eyes close most of the time. Angelina Jolie for the first time I have to say, looked ugly and haggard. She is far too thin that it comes close to being anorexic. James McAvoy was dreamy. Put a boyishly handsome man and some guns together makes up a deliciously yummy hero. Another note to be taken is Morgan Freeman who played Sloan to perfection. The story was a little too okay-ish for me but there was a good twist towards the end. Angelina Jolie's ending to me was the most beautiful and profound part of the movie. Too bad the real ending of the movie was too predictable.

Some may find it all too unrealistic (swerving bullets, carchase, perfect shots from miles away) but it was those bits of the story line that kept the movie alive.


On a different note, if you recall a book I've mentioned before,Blink by Malcolm Gladwell, it state that the human heart when it beats at a certain range of heartbeats, our senses and focus are at its maximum thus making us almost superhuman like.However, what happens to our untrained body is that it beats faster till it exceed that range making us falter. This is exactly what Wesley Gibson was experiencing in the movie. The same goes for basketball superstar, Larry Bird,who said at critical moments in the game, the court will go quite and the players move in slow motion making him able to make split second decisions.


Thursday was DARK KNIGHT. When they say that expectation spoils a good thing, they definitely had this movie in mind. There was so much hype about the movie, one wonder whether is it because of the quality of the movie or one of its cast's recent demise.
Heath Ledger's performance was exceptional. However, the attention focus on him overshadowed another great performer, Aaron Eckhart who played DA, Harvey Dent.
Overall, the story line, although armed with interesting twist and turn was totally disappointing due to the weak scripts and characters. Did anyone even notice Morgan Freeman in the movie? People like him and also Heath Ledger definitely have more talent to offer to the movie but could not do so.


The Joker's character made me think of how it is true that there are some people who goes through life without planning ahead anything. The Mr. Flow Jo kind. Are they the winners or losers in the world?

I'd like to leave you with a picture of our Tan Sri Arizz. He has dreams of being the 7th cast member of High School Musical 3. You'll always be MY superstar Arizz. =)

46664

A 90 year old wiseman, who was imprisoned for 27 years, shares his 8 lessons of leadership

No 1
Courage is not the absence of fear — it's inspiring others to move beyond it

No 2
Lead from the front — but don't leave your base behind

No 3
Lead from the back — and let others believe they are in front

No 4
Know your enemy — and learn about his favorite sport

No 5
Keep your friends close — and your rivals even closer

No 6
Appearances matter — and remember to smile

No 7
Nothing is black or white

No 8
Quitting is leading too

When I first skim the 8 lessons, I thought that such a prominent figure would have a more in-depth view on leadership. Read the article here, and you will see for yourself how a true man leads by following a set of simple guide lines. He is truly inspirational.


The struggle is my life. I will continue to fight for freedom until the end of my days. ~Nelson Mandela~

bloob buu

I was in a conversation with a friend.

Should we:
Aim to achieve greater feats? 0r be thankful of what we have?

If you think of both questions separately, both seem like the 'right' thing to do in life. Those that you hear countless times from parents, teachers, counselors and the likes.

But,in reality, you cannot put them two together.

When you wanna work for the extra money, shouldn't you just be thankful with the money you have right now?

too ambitious = you're greedy
too thankful = you're lazy and unmotivated.

Okay, I'm fully aware that there is an argument to the question that would validate the existence of both together, but let's not put you in such pain as to have to read another of Myra's too long ramblings.

It's my way of rebuttal to all them haters, I'm not devoid of any gratitude.

In dire need to watch Dark Knight. Somebody save me from this deprivation.

Tale of a Girl

The story goes,

One fine day, I felt good about myself so I decided to wear something pretty out. I got some nice compliments and that made me feel even better about myself.

That's when it got weird.

Nice comments became suggestive notions.
Looks of appreciation became nasty leering.
Plain harmless teasing became highly inappropriate catcalls.

Where does the line between praising a girl's confidence and sexual harassment lies? Because I certainly felt that my pride was scorned.

Did they just cross way over board without realising it? And let me share that these are my very closest friends whom I know would never deliberately want to hurt me in any way.

Or maybe it was just me who let them behave that way? Behind my laughter and smiles.

You wear that and you expect us not to look.

Let a girl wear whatever she damn well please without having to worry about other people harassing her. We crave for your approval and attention, but don't treat us like mere objects condemn by insensitive words without any decency to respect our minds.

To my friends, know that I LOVE you. Please do not take this personally as I myself don't. It is just something in my mind that I feel is important to share.

my nation that i love

Heylo world of bloggers,

I have been away for a while. Just too exhausted to lift my fingers and start tap tap tapping the keyboard. Well anyhu, let's get back to what I'm actually here to report.

I got back from Biro Tata Negara. Phew. I'm glad it is O.V.E.R. Let's all pray that I did not flunked it cause that would make me have to go through it ALL OVER AGAIN. The whole program, I was barely paying attention to whatever they were saying, instead I wrote little bits of pieces in my notebook that were interesting that I thought I could share it here. BUT somehow, I lost it along the way, and should that precious notebook be found and its contents be read, I am toast dead.

Since I have been sworn to 'Kerahsiaan', there is not much that I can comment. And also due to the fact that I am scared shitless they are gonna take me to some faraway place if I open my big fat mouth. So, let me just put down some quotes I picked out (that I still remember) and let you people make your own judgments. Here are my faves.

• The government should stop giving scholarships because some scholars come from anti government family.
• The number of chairs that the opposition contests is not significant enough to make them the government, should they win. Hence, their purpose is only to create chaos and divide our nation.
• The people voted for the government, hence they should support whatever the government feels is right.

Last time I check, the camp was about 'kenegaraan', not politics.

There were some good points however. I now have the history of Malaysia at the tip of my tongue since they repeat it again and again till it is now embedded in my subconcious mind. I also know a substantial amount of Akta in the Malaysian Constitution. Try test me on Perkara 152, 153 or 181. Impressive ey?

There are so many new things I learn in the camp.

1. I simply cannot stand incredibly RUDE people who thinks that the only way to get a message across is by shouting their head off. Maybe we students are not of the same mind level to understand through simple instructions in normal speaking tone.
2. I am amaze to find people who are totally dedicated to the country or the government, which ever you might wanna look at it, that they VOLUNTEER to work in BTN to educate our young minds.
3. I am puzzled as to why one still insists on giving tazkirah Subuh when it is obvious none of the audience is even barely awake. This might be due to the lack of sleep since activities ended close to 1 am yesterday and it is now 5.45 am.
4. I am stunned by my abilities to completely shut out whatever it is the person in front is saying and when ask to comment, make up something out of thin air. Well, that may be due the fact that they were not paying attention to whatever I'm commenting in the first place.
5. Which brings me to the last one, I find it interesting that in all the discussions, it follows a similar pattern. A question is presented, participants comment, facilitators pretend to take interest, comments are ignored, the REAL and RIGHT comment comes from the facilitators, and god forbid, that is the ONLY thinking we should hold on too, then everyone's happy. Yay! Mission accomplish.

-_-"

I really do think that the program started out with the right intentions. If all parties participate with an open mind, maybe the outcome would have been better. But you have read what I have to say about it. And I really did want it to be good. Alas, you don't always get what you wish for.

Island Girl

Just got back from Perhentian Island. <LOVE LOVE> I wish I didn't have to go back. And knowing that coming back to KL means going to the dreaded BTN program just made the feeling all more worse. Yes. The day has come. Tomorrow, I shall be heading to Kem Bina Negara Bumi Jati in Shah Alam to supposedly instill patriotism in the hearts of all future oversea go-ers. Oh well, I'm trying to keep an open mind about it, so I won't say much till I have actually undergo the program.

Anyhow, let's talk about things less depressing. The holiday trip was a blast! There was me, my bro, mom, Baby, Shida, Azim and Adeline, all in all making a terrific group. For the first time, all my dives were mask fog-free, headache free and just easy and relax. Plus our cute divemaster, Mike from Boston, who although bore no resemblance at all, reminds me of Mr. Mraz. Everytime I see him, the chorus of Jason Mraz's 'Make It Mine' plays in my ear. Wonder why?

Marsh and Fariq came a day later joining us for a few dinners and late night escapades. We also had a huge bonfire. And i mean real HUGE! Like the fire was probably higher than me. No kidding. And when we actually board the ferry back to mainland, I definitely felt my heart weigh a lot more than before.

The only downside of the trip was i was attacked by freak loads of mosquitoes the size of my thumb (mild exaggeration might be evident here). I have spots all over my body including my face which will make it look a lot worse now that I have to wear a tudung for the next 5 days. And I am so tan that my bikini line look like the skin of a total stranger against my own. Those from KYS might remember me on those days when even my eyelids had tan line because when my eyes are open, some part were not expose to the sun. Yup, it was that bad.

So, my observations.

• With my first huge paycheck, I'll definitely invest in a luxury speed boat rather than a fast car. Combination of adrenaline rush, wind whipping hair and water splashing is much more a turn on for me.
• Now, if I have a boat, I need to live by the sea. Therefore I need to invest in a house by the beach. The only good beach around here would be somewhere in Terengganu.
• Since there ain't no possible way I'm living in Terengganu, I need to get a house around KL first.

Hmm...now that's a long chain of investments. Where is a rich guy when I need one?

To the one who made us love what we do in the first place. Uncle Jean, not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I wish you were with us on the island, just like old times. I miss you.