quips the self proclaimed blonde

Self Portrait Composition

2010-07-14T06:31:00.002+08:00

Wall St. Poser

Looking In

Black & White : Cut & Paste

2010-06-30T05:00:00.004+08:00

Inspired by Alice in Wonderland.

From a photograph I took.

The most tedious undertaking.

Best of the bunch, in my opinion.

I thought this was interesting but didn't really hit home with the Professor.

That's weird.

2010-03-24T13:31:00.002+08:00

Coming from a culture that uses "Aunty this" and "Uncle that", I find it weird and a little uneasy that I'm calling my boyfriend's parents by their first name.

And they find it strange that I called his grandparents, abuelo and abuela (spanish equivalent if atok and nenek).

Hmmm...?

Lindermann at 2am

2010-03-17T13:34:00.002+08:00

I really don't know why a lot of people are freaking out about my last post. It really is not a big deal, it just means that I'm on the brighter side of life now. So it's a good thing.

Hence, I am fine. I'm not about to go commit suicide or any of that sort. Thanks for caring.

It's been a long time since I've been blogging. In truth, it has been a long and interesting journey for me so far. And for me to truly surround myself in the experiences that I was going through, I had to take time off from being the story teller and just be the main actor.

I hate people who writes vaguely about something and in the end doesn't reveal what the point was initially. Forgive me if I sound exactly like the person I dislike.

Let me just say, sometimes you learn to listen more and speak less. But I think I'm ready now.

I miss you.

My new word at the moment : Watagatapitusberry. That's some deep stuff.

Buenos Dias

2010-02-22T09:07:00.001+08:00

Once upon a time ago,

Life cease to have meaning.

Hello world.

It's the time to Disco.

2009-07-18T12:41:00.002+08:00

Yesterday night was Merchants of Bollywood night. I would have blogged my review last night when the show was still fresh in my mind, but low and behold, the electricity was punishing the family for being too complacent with the abundance of power we take for granted. So last night was a no lights/aircond/fan/internet/tv experience. You really start appreciating what you have then.

Haih, but am glad appliances are back to life with a single flick of the switch. Thank you Mr. Ah Hong, our ever reliable technician.

Back to MOB, let me first share with you of my luck in securing the best seat in the house. Thanks to a certain CEO of a newspaper a.k.a Mom's Boss for deciding not to come at the last minute, I was able to upgrade my ticket to the 2nd row. As I took my seat, the empty seat next to me read a tag "Kerabat Diraja", alamak, sape pulak la duk sbelah ni. Camne nak enjoy? However, set of tagged seats next to me remained empty throught out the show and I was able to whistle and jiggle contently in my seats without having to worry that I might offend anybody.

Only then to realize, the papparazzi snapping blinding flashlights were not there for me. I did, for 10 seconds, felt what it was like to be a celebrity with cameras snapping every second. The Permaisuri Agong, clad in black top to toe, was sitting in front of me. If she turned around, we could have high-fived ala Barney Stinson style.

On the show itself, being an avid fan of broadway shows, I don't know if I should call it a gift or a curse but my eyes tend to spot every single details of a show. Therefore, I am dissapointed to say, I saw some glitches that made me feet a little uncomfortable through out the show. The storyline was "Bollywood-ish", enough said there. The dancers looked like they lacked practice and their lines was...ugh. I cringed at the sight of a less than perfect line. Adding to that, the music and singing was obviously not live, so that itself takes away one of the best elements of a broadway show.

HOWEVER, what they lack in those areas, Bollywood dancers always make it up by the natural enthusiasm that they have in every step executed. You just can't beat them at that. Look out for the traditional dance, it far surpass their more modern dance numbers. Indian dancers sure have an elegance to them that's truly mesmerising. I particularly took a liking to an old dance that were done by courtesans in olden times to seduce the Kings. Hmmm...u'd wonder why eh?

Throughout the show, I had flashbacks of KYS times when we would gather in the RecRoom to watch Bollywood movies in between SPM study sessions. Well, okay not exactly true for me, I didn't really watched any. Only when the movie broke out into a song. Especially the closing number when they did "It's the time to disco" from the movie Kal Ho Nah Ho (forgive me if I'm wrong). I remember the OK 0206 boys performing this song (again, forgive me if I got this one wrong too). Brought out a smile in me, and I rarely smile when reminiscing KYS times. Aaaahh.. I miss all of you. How's everyone?

Supporting the Man U boys tonight. I don't really watch or know about football, am just hoping to see some friends over there whom I might not see elsewhere. So if you're gonna be there, give me a shout.

Special shout out to Ali Imran. All the best in Aussie! I tak sempat nak tunjuk you my newest accomplishment. Lain kali je la.

Peace out.

My Game Addiction. ~not that I have many~

2009-07-17T11:41:00.003+08:00

LOL.

Obviously he didnt't get Guitar Hero Metallica Special Edition. Which I totally rock in btw.

Mode Therapy

2009-07-16T16:17:00.004+08:00

I just finished the last episode of Ugly Betty's latest season. Okay, so I have a confession to make. This is one show that I rarely admit to people that I am an avid fan of. Just cause.

For anyone who doesn't always feel the need to find extreme hidden meaning in every single scene you see or every little subconcious significance in the script you hear, but can simply find pleasure in watching tv series because that was intentionally what tv series are for. To entertain. Give Ugly Betty a try.

My brother is hooked on it after a single episode. Yes, my macho-sports lovin-sometimes homophobic-gym going-Mr.BadAss brother watch Ugly Betty and all its glitzy galor. Well, he is pretty gay himself sometimes. This as a side note, what guy assigns different section of a towel for different part of his body. Eg. the label section for arms and chest, other side section for waist and below, middle section for head. <----Yeah, that's my big brother. Pretty anal, I know.

Okay, back to what I was saying. I only wanted to post about Ugly Betty cause I want to share with you 2 of my favourite characters.

Meet Marc [Michael Urie] and Amanda [Becki Newton].

They are the only reason I tune in to this show.FYI, I hate Betty. And I swear to God, if ever I meet a real life Betty one day, I shall do my job in making her life a living hell. I'm sorry. I'm a closet blonde. It's in my nature that I hate the Ugly Bettys of the world.

Marc and Amanda would be the ultimate best friends to have. Bitchiness + Loyalty. You can't beat that combo. ooOoo..And I secretly have a friend who reminds me of Marc, (yes, it's you who is in IC. Identity shall remain a secret I'll bring to my grave)

To producers of said show : Please do not drop/kill off Marc & Amanda duo because I shall stop watching. This is a THREAT!

PS : Okay, so I lied. I also watch because of Justin Suarez [Mark Indelicato]. But he has been taking a back seat this season. Plus note to producers, me.want.more.

Locked up in the vault.

2009-07-15T10:18:00.000+08:00

I found this in my saved draft which I started bout a month ago. I don't remember who tagged me. I don't really tag people anyway.

So whomever who wants to do this, be my guest.

My top five most favourite foods

Ice cream
Dark Chocolate
Nasi Lemak
Pisang goreng
Sambal tumis

Ten things i love doing

Dance.
Read.
Using my iPod.
Lately, driving.
Skype-ing.
Shop, shop, shop!
Daydream.
SUDOKU.
Time with the big bro/cip/boricua.
Dance some more.

Five things i love doing when I'm emotional

Cry.
Sleep.
Dance.
Music.
Rant to anyone who would listen.

Five things I love doing when I'm happy

Share good times with loved ones.
Dance (boring tak dengar this word?)
Smile and talk a lot.
Bugger my friends.
Thank God.

Five things I wish to happen

Myra = rich.
I would feel no pain.
I could be with everyone I want, anytime I want.
I'm in Puerto Rico & Melbourne right now.
People don't judge.

My top five addicted songs *at the moment*

"Just A Baby Boy" Snoop Dogg
"Heartbreaker" Will.I.Am
"Step Yo Game Up" Snoop Dogg
"Eh Eh" Lady Gaga
"Knock You Down" Keri Hilson

2009-07-09T18:19:00.004+08:00

Yo everyone. Go get your IceAge 3 tickets now! And make sure you get the 3D ones. If needed, trade in your Transformers 2 tickets for it.

Watch this. I couldn't embed it.

This public announcement is brought to you by.....urrmm..me?

Ieieieie....geramnye!

2009-07-09T16:55:00.002+08:00

Why change from BM to English only to change it back to BM?

I love my native language. I speak it, I read it and I have pride in it. Changes are hard, but what would challenges be if not challenging yet fruitful in the end. I would be lieing if I said I got to where I am without my ability to communicate and converse well in English.

Some say I have it easier than others. And my sympathies are with those who are struggling to cope. But shouldn't we be daring to overcome obstacles rather than taking a U-turn everytime the road gets a litle bumpy.

Aaarrgghhh..and what pains me the most is having this feeling that all these are done not to ease the burden of citizens, more to garner support of the people for certain group/agendas. I really don't wanna ramble on. All I can say is

......iiiiiiiiieieiieiiieeieieii GERAMNYE!.........

Sex Education At Its Best

2009-07-08T15:26:00.004+08:00

These boys really made my day.

For all who have yet to see a vagina. Enjoy~

You read every book on parenting. Everybody tells you it's going to be amazing. I could finally hold this baby in my arms. I would DIE for it.

Just Dance

2009-07-07T16:36:00.006+08:00

I went back kampung this weekend for my kenduri kesyukuran/doa selamat/tahlil ~kenduri 3-in-1~

My cousin, boy. 12 years old. kurus. said "Kakak, come. I'll show you my new dance"

House music blaring from the handphone, he spurts out the club-shuffle dance.

For my readers who don't know the notorious club-shuffle dance, acapkali kita melihat gerak tari ini dipertontonkan oleh remaja di kelab,yang buat tepi jalan raya pun ade, selalunya berbangsa Melayu serta gemar berlumba-lumba motor, sebab kool la jadi Superman atas motor.

I can see him in the skinny jeans, selipar tandas Jepun, rambut potong senget.

Mr Mat Rempit, I blame you for stealing the innocence of my young cousin.

Please pray for him. Oh, he is still so young.

Toilet Story

2009-06-30T15:45:00.003+08:00

Have you ever,

taken a dump, either at home or in a public toilet, and as you are about to flush the toilet, you turn around and POOOF!!

The shit is gone. It isn't there, although you are so very sure that it came out of umm...u know that place, 5 seconds ago.

Where did it go?

Am I the only one?

Are the aliens secretly stealing my DNA for experiments?

Retards

2009-06-12T19:26:00.004+08:00

Both of you are obsessively narcissistic. I expected this out of you Fariq. But Zat, you have cross over to the dark side.

Nevertheless, gracias mucho. Me loves you both.

Shish Kebab

2009-06-11T13:16:00.005+08:00

Pet Peeves #61 : People who don't effin answer their text messages.

Okay, I might be a culprit of my own pet peeves. But that's different.

When you have one of those text conversations - sessions that usually last for more than an hour - and you decided that you have had enough and it is about time you stop having to pick up your phone every 5 mins, do what I do. Start replying with one word text eg. ok, sure, idk, fine. The other party should know then that it is a sign to say,

'Aite, I'm tired of texting you. Can we continue with our real life now?'

Hence, when this is accomplished, it is okay for either one to ignore the other person and stop texting. So for you haters out there, don't be all up on my case when I don't text back. I just thought the conversation was over.

Then there is another case when you ask a specific question like ' What are you doing?'. This is a clear indication that an answer is expected. So answer your goddamn text, POR FAVOR.

Siapa yang makan cili, silalah rasa kepedasan 'hint-hint' ini.

And yes, today is my birthday. I don't really wanna be reminded that I'm already 20. Is that considered too old to still be listening to Miley Cyrus?

Byebye teenage years. You've been both kind and cruel to me.

Halo

2009-06-09T11:30:00.002+08:00

My brother said : Why you wanna worry? You're gonna be somebody.

A colleague said : You different la. Your path is destined.

A teacher said : Awak bukan macam orang lain.

How all of you know? I also don't know. What? You saw my exam slip is it? What does it indicate anyway pun. I read books very well, I do a lot of past year paper, I go to class religously.

A-Levels kantoi pun, you still see the same old me.

I kerja baru first time skarang, nak cakap ngan orang tak reti, nak handle project kelam kabut. Berangan je lebih. Isn't that what you want?

I thank you for your support and faith in me. Sometimes, I feel that it is the only thing that keeps me going.

But then again, betul ke ape yang u tengok ni?

boredom

2009-06-03T13:54:00.003+08:00

Answer the questions below, do a Google Image Search with your answer, take a picture from the first minimal words of explanation.

1. The age you'll be on your next birthday :

The big 2. aiyooo..tua already

2. A place you'll like to travel to :

I miss you laaaaaa

3. Your favourite place :

Actually, my room is purple and my bed is red and it is effin' awesom

4. Your favourite food(s) :

satu Cold Stone's Choc Devotion please...

5. Your favourite pet :

oh my god. i want one! but Malaysia panas.

6. Your favourite colour combination :

this is how my room feels like. in Malaysia and at Lehigh

7. Your favourite piece of clothing :

i have a weakness for dresses. girls who wear dresses out just have more GUTS

8. Your all time favourite song :

how to chose ONE fave song????

9. Your fav tv show:

obsession, and proud of it.

NOT to be confuse with obsession for Tyra Banks.

10. First name of your significant other/crush :

hahahaha....what is this???i fear the doggy's life

11. The town in which you live in :

2nd home : One Utama

12. Your screen name or nickname :
Princess Fabulous

13. Your first job :

at BSC with the besties. good times, good times

14. Your dream job :

actually doing this as a job would only ruin it

15. Your worst fear :

i've been lucky so far

16. The one thing you'd before you die : 2 boys 1 girl please

17. The first thing you'll buy if you get $10,000,000 :

one in KL, one in the US, one in Terengganu

Need.More.Time

2009-06-03T13:28:00.003+08:00

Today it is the 3rd of June. which means it has been 3 weeks and 5 days since I've been back from the States. which also indicates that I have 2 weeks and 2 days left before I am done with my internship. Everyday is precious, I count them down as I tick my organizer's calendar.
Cepatla.....

All 3 weeks, I have only seen a handful of my friends when I vowed to myself to meet up with all long lost forgotten friends the moment I touched down Malaysia. For all you still reading my blog, honest to God, it is not that you have disapparated from my mind. And I know I shouldn't be putting blame on my work (which IS the culprit of my wasted precious time), but.............yeah, ummmm.............shyte! i can't find any other excuses. Even those I do see, I'm too tired to hang out with. Sampai ada orang tu merajuk nak lari gi Indon la.

So, no worries, those who knows me well enough, you know I always deliver. Once am done with work I'll hit you up. I shall not name names in fear that some may be offended that they are not mentioned.

Relay 4 Life was both awesomely terrific and energy consuming at the same time. It's weird how the pain of others make you see how less pain-less your life is. Here I am complaining about my internship when some kids are complaining that their hair is falling out after chemo. Blunt in comparison.

On a happy note, met an old school chap there. Was happily listening to the live band when who should I find playing the guitar but our very own Shaiful Ayisy! =). Ayisy will be graduating soon and starting work at Media Prima. Good on you!

ouch.

2009-05-17T20:16:00.003+08:00

Today she called me lazy. I honestly cannot remember the last person who ever used the adjective 'lazy' to describe me.

I wake up at 6am in the morning to go to work when work actually starts at 9am. Spend the whole day there, sometimes doing barely nothing much, which can be very tiring. I come home and by 10pm, I'm already asleep.

So during the weekend I allow myself some lounging time catching up on my TV series. And she had to say that I am lazy.

I signed up for the internship as soon as I got back from the States and I plan to work also when I'm done with that. Just to avoid having to hear her say that. I've been away for so long I forgot how hard it is to live under the same roof and how painful her words can be sometimes.

Mmm, I remember who was the last to called me lazy. It was last year before I went to college. She felt that I woke up too late.

macam macam ada

2009-05-15T10:18:00.002+08:00

Blogging to you straight from the the office where i spend my days browsing through the net on "The Best Hair Styles of Summer 09", "Five Best Lies You Never Knew" and the likes. Okay, I lied. I also read books which have long been left forgotten but are suddenly much more appealing when faced with 9 hours of mind boogling office fun.

Internship is a test. A test of my patience.

I really want to do some Sudoku now. I was reading Aisyah's blog. I'm retired (as in a retired student, for now) and I'm free (cause my boss is outstation for the weekend), and she's so right! I do qualify for some Sudoku love session. There was a time when I could finish a puzzle in 5 mins. True story!

Now i take half an hour for a measly beginners Sudoku in the bi-weekly Brown & White. I need to up my game.

Oh! I just remembered. I have a Sudoku book that Nabeel bought for my birthday last year. Note to self : must find said Sudoku book.

I'm wondering when Boricua will fall upon my blog. He knows I have one, but it might take some time for him to figure out that he might want to read it. He's a lil slow like that. You're a creeper! Do something productive with your life.

P.A.N.A.S

2009-05-13T22:40:00.002+08:00

I stepped out and there were people greeting me with surgical mask covering their mouths and noses.

Alamak. Kena quarantine ke?

My bladder was screaming to me resulting from me downing the bottle of mineral water. Aiming for the nearest ladies room, I did my business. As I reached for the tissue paper, I saw it.

Eh, ade hose air la!

YES!!! I'm back in Malaysia.

6 more days...

2009-05-03T03:17:00.008+08:00

Happiness is wanting what you have.

Desire is wanting what you don't have.

HAPPINESS

~my best friend~

DESIRE

~my future phone ~

I like.

2009-04-29T13:51:00.004+08:00

The year is coming to an end. How fast everything went this year. The end of the year brings gazillion invites from different people around campus wanting to celebrate you for...well,for just being you.

The last week of class, I had a lunch/dinner/party/formal/get-together invite almost everyday, free of charge of course. Almost all were through the activities or committees that I have been on throughout the year. And mind you, they are not cheap at all.

It struck me how different the Americans are compared to us back home. Americans spend money on big social events just to socialize and nothing more. I feel that in Malaysia, whenever we had something on, there was always a reason to it. To celebrate, to thank, to say goodbye, to say welcome or whatever it is.

Rock The Quad was done simply to provide fun for students living around the Quad area. Free food, free drinks, free shirts, free inflatable bull ride, free goodies. Everything could have easily cost USD 20,000. Is it worth it just so students have a fun day out?

Well, I don't care as long as it's not my money. Everything was awesome-licious to me. Especially with the beautiful weather outside. Gonna miss it when I get back home to Malaysia.

Finals around the corner. -_-"

ooo..saya sangat suke

2009-04-14T16:16:00.001+08:00

EGO
Hey baby
How you doing?
You know
I'm gonna cut right
To the chase
Some women were made
But me, myself
I like to think
I was created
For a special purpose
You know,
What's more
Special than you,
You feel me?

It's on,
Baby lets get lost
You don't need
To call into work,
Cuz you're the boss
For real want you
To show me how you feel
I consider myself
Lucky that's a big deal

Why, well,
You got the key to my heart
But you aint gonna need it
I'd rather you open up my body
And show me secrets
You didn't know was inside,
No need for me to lie

It's too big
It's too wide
It's too strong
It wont fit
It's too much
It's too tough
He talks like this
Cuz he can back it up
He got a big ego
Such a huge ego
I love his big ego
It's too much
He walks like this
Cuz he can back it up

Usually I'm humble
Right now I don't choose
You can leave with me
Or you could have the blues
Some call it arrogant
I call it confidant
You decide when you find
On what I'm working with
Damn I know,
I'm killing you with them legs
Better yet them thighs
Matter a fact it's my smile
Or maybe my eyes
Boy you a site to see
Kind of something like me

I have a slight obsession with Beyonce at the moment. and me *hearts*
Sheryl Murakami,choreographer/dancer.

missing

2009-04-11T11:52:00.001+08:00

Hey Uncle Jean,

I wanna tell you I'm doing well.

I'm here where I wanted to be.

I want you to see. I want you to be proud.

It's been a year, I miss you. I still remember you.

Love always,
Me.

MALAYSIA

2009-04-09T07:13:00.003+08:00

Oh yeah...
am going back in a month's time!
i miss writing here.

My phone is spazzing out.
I NEEDS a new one.
anybody out of ideas for my birthday present this year?

*hint hint* sidekick 2008 *coughs*

btw, i was re-reading my last post. Armando is Puerto Rican. hahaha. what a funny place the world is.

Tengo la Camisa Negra

2009-01-21T02:25:00.003+08:00

Somebody needs to shoot me in the head. We just spent a whopping 1 hour and15 minutes talking about barcharts and piecharts. Honestly, it ain't that complicated. It is inferred that ECO 045 is a waste of my time.

Anyway, something happened to me in NYC that I haven't wrote about. Here goes:

A significant part of my winter break was spent either at the train station or freezing my ass off waiting for the bus. Let me just tell you, it is a very unpleasant feeling when you are so cold you cannot feel your legs.

Me and Tony were at the train station, and if you haven't already know, Tony is an African American/Black/however you want to call it guy. We were minding our business, just waiting for the E train. I was leaning on him and had my head on his chest. In comes this black guy, walks up to Tony and start preaching about relationships. (You get a lot of random people preaching stuff by the corner at the subway station). So he keeps talking to Tony, blatantly ignoring me, telling him about how his brother went crazy in the head because he married a Puerto Rican woman. It was hard to understand and follow what he was saying but the gist of it was how Puerto Rican women are evil and should be stayed away from at all cost.

Now, initially, I was trying to be an active participant of the conversation. But it just became so obvious that he wasn't interested in acknowledging me. And then it hit me!

Instead of being friendly, he was actually trying to warn Tony to stay away from me. He effin thought i was Puerto Rican!

Well, if I was one, I would be offended. Since I'm not, I just thought the whole thing was funny. This isn't the first time somebody thought I was a Latino. I get people coming up to me in Spanish all the time. -_-".

I hate not having my own laptop.

Where did it all go?

2009-01-16T04:38:00.002+08:00

Thesis : Laptop crashed.

Therefore, resort to spending time in the library computers.

Hence, absence in blog world is inevitable.

2009 start with a huge pppiiiiiuuuu (sound of object falling down a cliff)
Then there was a huge BANG!
And now, it is slowly sounding like a sad love song.

I let you ponder on that for a while before I find more time to tell more.

Missing my Singing Duck

baby boo

2008-12-28T13:04:00.006+08:00

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

2008-12-23T09:24:00.005+08:00

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?

2008-12-22T04:35:00.004+08:00

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

2008-10-28T10:56:00.001+08:00

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

2008-10-27T16:10:00.001+08:00

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.

2008-10-26T23:07:00.000+08:00

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

2008-10-21T10:58:00.001+08:00

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

2008-10-16T23:11:00.000+08:00

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

2008-10-12T21:45:00.002+08:00

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

2008-10-11T06:50:00.001+08:00

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

2008-10-09T02:26:00.005+08:00

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

2008-10-07T10:52:00.000+08:00

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

2008-10-03T00:02:00.000+08:00

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

2008-10-02T09:38:00.003+08:00

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

2008-09-29T14:25:00.000+08:00

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

2008-09-28T21:05:00.001+08:00

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!

2008-09-27T10:40:00.004+08:00

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

Telegraphed reports of platoon casualties whereby OK "oh key" meant "0 (zero) key (killed)"
In German newspapers and printing the term OK has been in use at least since the 1800s; it stood for "ohne Korrektur" (without correction)
In Greek, O.K. is a correctly-spelled abbreviation for the expression, Ola Kala (Ὅλα Καλά, ΟΚ), which means "everything is fine".
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

2008-09-26T09:49:00.004+08:00

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.

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

2008-09-22T03:48:00.001+08:00

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

2008-09-20T00:33:00.006+08:00

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

2008-09-13T01:28:00.000+08:00

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

2008-09-12T23:26:00.005+08:00

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

2008-09-12T04:09:00.002+08:00

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!

2008-09-09T21:47:00.002+08:00

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

2008-09-06T08:08:00.002+08:00

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.

2008-09-04T03:28:00.002+08:00

the world looks at the

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

~Bill Clinton~

this thing i do

2008-09-01T08:32:00.003+08:00

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?

2008-08-28T11:19:00.005+08:00

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

2008-08-28T05:57:00.005+08:00

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

2008-08-21T05:59:00.002+08:00

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

2008-08-19T02:33:00.004+08:00

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

2008-08-17T17:27:00.001+08:00

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?!?

2008-08-14T17:12:00.006+08:00

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

2008-08-12T00:59:00.013+08:00

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

2008-07-29T15:08:00.004+08:00

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

2008-07-28T13:07:00.003+08:00

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

2008-07-25T00:28:00.005+08:00

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

2008-07-22T01:46:00.004+08:00

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

2008-07-21T16:54:00.003+08:00

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

2008-07-15T22:32:00.003+08:00

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

2008-07-14T18:32:00.000+08:00

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.

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.
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.
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.
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.
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

2008-07-06T23:45:00.004+08:00

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.

Just Think About It

2008-06-29T14:36:00.004+08:00

I'd like to share with you something I found interesting in a book that I am reading right now. Blink by Malcolm Gladwell.

2 Dutch researchers did a study in which they had groups of students answering fairly demanding questions. The first half were asked to take 5 minutes beforehand to think about what it would mean to be a professor and write down whatever that comes to mind. The other half were asked to sit and think about soccer hooligans. The former group answered 55.6 percent of the questions correctly while the later only had 42.6 percent.

The first group wasn't smarter, more focused or more serious. They were simply associating themselves to something 'smarter' which was being a professor compared to the other group. Hence, they managed to score higher.

I like to think myself as an optimistic and open-minded person. And apart from pure dumb luck, I believe that this is what got me to where I am today. Okay, so where I am is not very high up in the whatever ladder there is right now, it is just that if I had not been this way, I really think that I could have been worse off.

My mother introduced me to The Secret a few years back. It goes like this. When you want something, just let it be known to the universe and the universe will give whatever you wish back to you. I think what Gladwell writes makes more sense.

When I'm taking a test, I think that I am the smartest person in the exam hall.
When I'm about to run the 100 metre sprint, I think that I am the fastest runner in the line.
When I'm about to go for an interview, I think that I would be the greatest asset to the company.
When I go on stage, I think that the audience will only look at me and noone else.

All this while, I thought I was being a closet narcissistic, but truth the matter is, it has actually helped me without me being aware of it.

There's nothing wrong with loving yourself. Try it out sometime, and maybe you'll see a 180 degree flip in your life.

While you do that, give the book a try too.

Excuse moi?

2008-06-24T22:34:00.002+08:00

I was at KLCC yesterday, with my bro and Shida. We were getting off the elevator when Shida turn the other way towards Topshop. So, I turned to call Shida. Then, this man who was, I guess trying to get into the elevator shouted right to my face,

"OI! BUTA KE?!?!"

I was utterly shocked and I literally did not move which only then made the situation worse. How rude can a person be? Wouldn't a simple 'excuse me' be sufficient? Or bahasa kasarnye, kalau tak reti sangat, if he said 'tumpang, dik' or even 'tepi skit' I wouldn't have thought anything of it. Need I point out that he is a man and he was spitting out on a lady, namely me.

One thing I know is that, I have been brought up to observe and practice good manners . Obviously, this unidentified man grew up in a different kind of environment. I feel bad for his friends and family who have to put up with him. And above all, I pity him for not being able to get the respect every man should be able to gain, for he seem to throw it away mindlessly.

Everybody, a moment of silence for 'Elevator Guy'.

Ka-Ching!

2008-06-23T23:56:00.006+08:00

Yezza! Me finally got the wallet that I wanted. All the way from Country's Hide in Sunway Pyramid. Although I still owe Shida cause I borrowed money from her to buy it. *shame*. All because I had to go for the medical check up which cost me RM 235. Aaah. my wallet burnt deep. My old wallet that is. Hence, no new notes to put in the new one. =(

My arms are numb from the jabs. *ouch ouch*

Currently devouring a book that I should have read a long time ago.

Thumbs Up

2008-06-23T00:25:00.003+08:00

Why do we always seek for approval by our peers?

When I dress, I think about what my friends think of the way I look.
When I talk, I am conscious whether the topic is what others find interesting or funny.
When I cut my hair, I'd wonder if they find it just awesome.

My every move is dictated by people around me. Something happened today that made me really look into this way of thinking that we have so easily adapt in our life.

Should this really be how we live?

Give me the strength to overcome the labels one hangs upon himself. And let others see, that I am more than just a name card, forever stuck with the curse of being just....that.

PS : I really wanna play that Guitar Heroes thingy.

Stuff

2008-06-21T22:53:00.002+08:00

A lot of stuff have been going on that i have yet to update. Due to the ongoing 'stuff', I have been tired most of the time, hence sleeping my ass off. Just now, I woke up from a 7 hours sleep and it's only 10 pm.

First off, Student Dinner was last Wednesday.Lots of fun. Okay-ish food, great crowd, superb atmosphere. All in all, a cam-whoring night.=). After that, a few of us head off to Heritage Row for the after party. Dance till my feet felt like giving out. Let me share a tip with all future Bar Club go-ers. Do not go on a Wednesday night. The dance floor is ridiculously fill with smoke and laser tags in an attempt to create, I don't know, an ambiance? I was about to roll over and have an asthma attack. Call out the ambulance! Well, if i do have asthma, then that would have happen. However, it's not about the place, it's about the people you are with. So, love love, I had a great time that night. Pictures available on my facebook here.

Got back at around 4 in the morning, 9 am = head back to college for graduation rehearsal at 10 am. aaarggh..the torture! Slept through the whole day,and stayed up the whole night. At 2 am, a knock on my window embarked me on a mission to break into the swimming pool. Mission accomplish. 6 wet girls, some leftover souvenior ;) and simply unforgettable memories to last a lifetime.

The last night of KYUEM, just like the last time, we had the junior girls over in my room for some gossiping, picture viewing and mindless girl-fun. Damn, I'm gonna miss them. But even though we may not be around each other, our friendship doesn't end here.

Graduation day was unmemorable. The only note that should be taken is that I did not fall on stage wearing the impossibly high and painful shoes. It sure damn hell better look good!

My last week in KYUEM is arguably the best one ever. I know I'll miss the place and the people in it. But that chapter in my life has ended. And it's time for me to move on. Much love to those who have added streaks of colours in my life.

Witchy Wit.

2008-06-18T00:29:00.002+08:00

Another un-productive day at home. I managed to catch a movie which I have not watched for a long time on Star Movies. The Disney's adaptation of Hocus Pocus featuring Bette Midler,Kathy Najimy and my favourite sex columnist Sarah Jessica Parker.

I am a big huge fan of Sex & The City, hence the obsession with SJP. Even though she had a small role in this film, she played a part that I could really relate to. A dimwit ditsy blond witch. Haha. And in this movie, she was GREAT! The epitome of what every brainless blond should be.

In the words of the clueless witch. Lalalalalalalaaaa.....

Birthday Dinner

2008-06-15T02:51:00.003+08:00

Last night, my mom, bro, Shida and I went out for dinner to celebrate my 19th birthday. Venue : Las Carretas, Damansara Hights. Best place to get quality mexican food.

So, we were eating, and I realised that the waiters and waitresses were being extra attentive. Even the assistant manager, I think that's his post, came out to greet us. When we were just about to finish up, I thought how much nicer the atmosphere would be if there were guys in sombrero singing with guitars.

Suddenly, the asst. manager guy came out with a guitar. And it looked just like mine! So, I was going all excited because how ironic that i was thinking about the very same thing. Just so you know, when I am in the zone, I totally forget my surrounding.

Then, Shida shouted 'Suprise!'. That was when it dawn on me that guitar man was playing the 'Happy Birthday' song. And after that..... only did I realise that there was a woman holding a cake to my face.

-_-

It was a blur and VERY blond moment for me.

Then, ploop!, came the bright pink sombrero. It was all a bit fuzzy after that. I know there were some dancing, wish making, blowing the candle and pics. It all happened too fast cause we were in a hurry to get to the P. Ramlee Musical all the way in KL.

Lovely night. I now announce that my mother is not just a planner, but have upgrade to an executer. I love you. Thanks for doing this for me.

More pics will be on facebook

Quest For Knowledge

2008-06-14T01:20:00.004+08:00

The end of Econs paper 3 just now marks the end of my academic journey in KYUEM. I thought it would only be appropriate to recap what I have gone through. Could be good for any future A-Level takers.

So, these are the subjects I took, in no particular order.

LAN subjects
I start with the lamest most unnecessary subject. Compromising of Malaysian Studies, Islamic Studies and ICT(information communication technology <----????something like that). I attend class, plug in my iPod, and do my homework for my other classes. If it's a morning class, uurmm, I don't think u'll find me there. The only reason i go to ICT : to log on the net, Msian Stds : borak with G, Islamic Stds : steal Nabeel's yummy gummy bears.

IELTS
Another unnecessary class if you already have a good command in English. My advice for you peeps in KYUEM. Just take the IELTS exam so you can drop the class. The test is not that hard anyway. But Ms Rena class was fun on some days. When we have movie days or when discussing interesting topics.

Thinking Skills
Another one taught by the delightful Ms Rena. Hmm.. nothing much I can say about it. If you got it, it'll be a snap. If you don't, you have to work harder at it than others. It will be much easier for students who have a good proficiency in English because the language part can be tricky. The maths part is just thinking thinking kinda stuff. Again, the words in the maths questions could trap you. Shouldn't be too hard on most students. I enjoyed the subject tremendously.

Mathematics
Consisting of pure and applied. I'll just combine them cause these classes I don't remember anything much of. Due to lenient Mr. Mahadzir and couldnt care less Mr. Hamdan, I was not there for the most part of class. Just make sure before A-Levels, don't be going to a Black Eyed Peas concert, cause you will be in trouble. Hence the B that I got and the reason I have to re-sit. Which brings me back to 2 conversation I had with 2 different nameless friend of mine.
Friend A
talking about Further Maths
" You got a B for Maths. Tak rasa moral down ke nak amik Further Maths?"
Friend B
After a super duper hard Maths P3 paper last week
" Oh my God! I cannot get a B for Maths. WHO gets a B for Maths?!?!"

However, I don't let petty things bother me anymore.

Futher Pure Maths
Also referred to as Dr. Bano's class. Her ability to make you cringe at her very sight crowns her class as 'The Only Class I Never Skip For No Reason'. Her very intelligent mind makes mine seem far inferior in comparison which leaves me dumbfounded in class most of the time. (Also because of her thick Indian accent). But just as I am about to think that I am a mere wallpaper in her class and able to sneak unnoticed, she suddenly goes "Amira, are you okay?[in very very thick Indian accent]" . I think the big question mark on my face gave it away. BUT, don't let her fierce demeanour fool you. Behind all that she is a caring teacher who would always take time to help you. Anyway, on the subject matter itself, Further Pure is very technical and requires high level of understanding the workings of Mathematics. Not one of my favourite subject because to me, it is too boring and bland. Classes in the cafe were always good substitutes though!

Further Applied Maths
Everybody's favourite teacher, Mr. Alderson or lovingly known as Mr. Aldie. Extremely important class, for every class is vital due to the very demanding subject. The times that I did 'overslept', Mr. Aldie makes me feel guilty just by looking at me. He never says a word, but I have already made a vow not to miss class(which of course didn't last very long). He is by far, one of the smartest and most passionate person I have ever met. I feel extremely lucky to have him as my lecturer. For a really tough subject, he delivers it very well and if any of us did badly, it was all because of our own doings, never his. Applied Maths itself compromise of Mechanics and Statistics. Statistics are generally viewed as easier but not to be confused as easy.To cut it short, I hate Statistics but am probably gonna see more of it in the coming years. And the irony of it all, I simply enjoy Mechanics! I was actually really sad after my Applied Paper because I would not be learning it any more. Which reminds me of anther conversation i had with Mr. Aldie.

"What will you be doing in university Amira"
"Economics,sir"
"aaaah..So you definitely won't be seeing Mechanics again. It's a pity, you're actually very good at it"

Please allow me some bragging rights.

Economics
Finally, the subject that should matter the most. It started on the rocky side maybe because at first I didn't take a liking of my lecturer. But somewhere around my final sem, I start to feel that I am finally starting to embrace it and have thankfully chosen the right subject for my degree. Miss Zai makes a commended effort in teaching us its content. For the loose ends, she makes it up with diligence and perseverance. Due to her being my tutor and also me having a close relationship with her, I might be biased. But, if those who attended her last few weeks of classes (which many didn't, but I did. Yay for me!), you would find how very useful those classes were for the A-Levels. Economics are not to be taken as an easy A subject as many science-students perceive. It takes hard work and a lot of applying it in the real world. Reading articles outside of the textbooks actually made it much easier for me to understand the concepts besides making it more interesting. However, I could only do this after I finish the syllabus because only then did I understand the whole picture. I look forward to learning it at greater depth in university.

All in all, I think it was a great experience learning in KYUEM. Kudos would have to be given to my lecturers. Without you, we would still have a mind, but what use is a mind that is not sharpen.

In teaching you cannot see the fruit of a day's work. It is invisible and remains so, maybe for twenty years. ~Jacques Barzu

Someday, I'll make you proud.

smiley smiles

2008-06-13T11:17:00.005+08:00

I had a good birthday this year. Even though the obvious oblivion of the majority of 9.5 batch that it was my birthday. But watching their guilty face when they wish me at 11.59 pm was an evil pleasure of mine. muahahaha!

Thanks to all well wishers. Just as you, I do hope 19 will bring more happiness and joy.

To the one who made my day, you know who you are, i think.

To ma, who 19 years ago huff and puff trying to get my big forehead out into this world <---so someone says

To abang, XBox Fo Life! XP

To the singing duck from down under. Thank you so so much for calling me. So kaya now, can gayut some more.

Lastly, a shoutout to Ainul, who gave me the first present of the day. In memory to u, I christened him..

BABY MARDY
=))))

Last paper at 3pm today. I can taste the freedom.

Gender Lines

2008-06-11T16:54:00.001+08:00

Today, as i was enjoying my lunch in the lush dining hall of KYUEM, I was struck by what my peers told me. The conversation started roughly like this.

Aisyah : Myra, did you line up at the boy's line?
Myra : Umm, yeah. Why?
Nadirah : Ooo..scary.
Myra : *looks utterly confuse. As far as I know, there is no rule not permitting me to do so nor is it abnormal. The line was shorter, hence logic overrule my thinking*
Aisyah : Didn't you know. That guy wrote in his blog about girls queuing up in the boys line. He even took a picture of it.

My initial reaction was of course just as any of those on the table. WTF? So, before any rash words or writings comes out from my sometimes incontrollable self, I decided to give the article a read here.

Now that I have read his side, I shall proceed

I understand the need to be respectful especially in front of our everyday rezeki which is our food. Hence, the matter of girls and boys behaving less than adequate which includes jostling and squeezing amongst each other for our food is not appreciated.

However, I feel the need to ask. Is it because of the integration of genders that causes such behaviour from the students? If there was a single line of male and one of female,would not there be the same amount of pushing around to get your meal which ultimately leads to the same agenda?

In the days of our Prophet, the men in the family came first. In the Victorian era, ladies was the priority when chivalry was not yet dead.Now that we are in the 21st century, gender lines are not as clear as before. Therefore, it is not a matter of who goes first. What we learn from the past was that we had sound respect for others.

If you have not see what I'm trying to convey, let me sculpt it for you. Be it man or woman, if that person has been waiting a considerable amount of time waiting to get his/her food, it is only courtesy for you to move on with the line. If everybody practice this in an orderly manner, there should be no problem that has been hastily brought up before.

I have had my fair share of lining up in the supposedly 'male' and 'female' line. Trust me, in both lines, there is an equal fight to get the nicer makcik or in trying to get the better piece of chicken. However, we don't live in an idealistic world. Therefore my mechanism of instilling integrity and respect among students might seem far fetched. But, by segregating only serves to ignore the problem rather than taking steps to improve the mentality of Malaysian students, whom let me remind you would be living in the UK in the coming years. See, if there are separate lines there?

I do not condemn what the writer has written for as what is stated, his words are private, therefore is a summation of his opinions. What i wrote, is what I think and reflects my morals. If I should say what he did, which makes us girls look like hungry vultures and totally ignoring the fact that boys do join the 'girls' line,was wrong, it would be the same as me agreeing to Raja Petra being detain by the ISA.

So, I'll see you at dinner. And if the girl's line is long, you know where I'll be.

*should the writer of the article that i have linked above wish for me to remove it, please leave a msg.*

yes no?

2008-06-11T07:54:00.000+08:00

Today is me birthday. They say a year older, a year wiser. yes no? my answer would be : i don't know.

What i do know is, 18 was definitely a good year for me. The big ONE-EIGHT is most notoriously known as the coming of age for most. Couldn't be more true for me. But not in the same sense as i probably think many of you readers would think. The normal Just Legal activities have long been ventured due to my more liberal family.

So, on this auspicious day, I'd like to share with you what 18 year old Myra have learned and lived that the 17 year old self and before didn't know. (well, the ones that I can think of at the moment)

It is okay to be just myself. A huge part of myself have been served to please others. I may seem independent and self reliant. Truth is, the things I do are to gain acceptance by my peers. And in my path in doing so, I lost myself
Having fun is not a crime. In the past, there was always something ahead of me that I wanted to grasp. I keep pushing and pushing myself and for what? I've learned now to live in the present and enjoy the moment.
Everyone has opinions of me. None that matters more than what I think of myself. Referring back to my point No.1, it is healthy to hear what others say but not to take it to heart and let it dictate my life.
Open up and other people will embrace you with open arms. Alas, I'm still stigmatised as the cold bitch upon first meeting someone new. If I put my insecurities aside, other people will start seeing how different I am. Everybody have insecurities.
My family is there for me if I only let them be. I've never considered myself a family kinda girl. This may be due to me being highly independent at such an early age. Needing a family does not mean you are weak. It means that you are lucky enough to feel a family's love.
A true friend transcends time and distance. It is not the amount of time you spent with each other that measures the friendship, it's the way you make every second count with the little time you have with each other.
Letting go, though it's hard to do, will come eventually. Only when you let go of the past will your future come.

Aite, this is all that I can think of at the moment. And this is the closest to emotional bla bla that I will post. It's my birthday, so I deserve some lee-way.

Let's hope this year will be as meaningful and enlightening as the last.

Oooze out 18,
Here comes 19.

My Boys

2008-06-10T07:54:00.003+08:00

Celebrity Crushes. Everybody haves them. Well, i'd like to think so anyway. cause i don't wanna be the only weirdo. But i know I do. So, I've decided to give tribute to all the celebrities who i have gushed and daydreamed about when i was way too young to think any better and see if their hotness still applies to present Myra.
in no particular order

The first one would have to be Jonathan Jackson.
First encounter : [myra age = 10ish] an episode of Disney's Boy Meets World where he played a minor role as Topangga's love interest. One look at his dark suit and demeanor, I was hooked.
Later on : He acted on another movie where he was a druggie trying to make amends with his brother. Was also on Dirty Dancing Havana Nights and a bunch of others that i didn't get a chance to see.
Verdict : One look at his scraggly physique in Dirty Dancing makes it sure that Jonathan Jackson is definitely a thing in the past.

Another Jonathan worth mentioning is Jonathan Taylor Thomas
First encounter : [myra age = 8ish] Of course the highly popular tv show Home Improvement where he played one of Tim Allen's 3 sons. He was an absolute fixture in my daily life. I daydreamed about being on the show! yes, it was that bad.
Later on : He acted on other feel good movies, not worth mentioning. Apparently managed to earn a degree and graduated from Harvard U. Brains and beauty.
Verdict : Last i saw of him was in 8 Simple Rules. And, yes, he still got the goodies!

Next one, which might be most shocking to some, but still holds the record as longest celebrity crush i've ever had, is the not so recent gay-becoming Lance Bass.
First encounter : [myra age = 11ish]The very well known pop boyband N'Sync which i was a huge fan of. When everybody was swooning over the likes of Justin and JC. My pick was the blue eyed blonde, Lance. He occupied every inch of my brain and i seriously considered him in my future life.
Later on : He did a movie 'On The Line' and when N'sync split up, there was talk of him being an astronaut or something. And of course, the highly publicized event of him coming out as a gay man with his partner, that guy from Amazing Race.
Verdict : Ummm. He's gay. Need I say more?

This following star would just HAVE to be my favourite celebrity crush, but first, let me show you the earlier age of the chosen celebrity.

First encounter : [myra age = 14ish]Even Stevens. Disney's tv show about the day to day workings of a mischevious boy with his best friend, always finding ways to taunt his perfect sister an equally nutty parents.I was in LOVE with that scrawny little boy, and everyone thought i was weird! HAH! look who's laughing now!
Later on : After the success of Even Stevens, he acted in other Disney movies but gained international success in the big box office hit 'Transformers'. Other movies includes Disturbia, Constantine and the newest addition to the Indiana Jones adventures.
Verdict : In all of his movies, he was hot, hot and hot. He is the only celebrity crush to date that has pass the test of time. And the best part is, we share the same birthday!Haih..i think it is just meant to be.

That wraps up my celebrity crushes.So, i leave you with the sexy more matured Shia La Beouf. All together now...*drool.......*

hai-ya!

2008-06-08T00:53:00.000+08:00

~ everybody say kungfu fighting! ~

damn.i have that song stuck in my head. Went to check out the movie ' Kung Fu Panda' just now. Absolutely adorable. One could not possibly NOT fall in luuurve with a panda looking Jack Black. I just wanna hug his big juggly belly. I didn't know it before i watch the movie. But there is a great line-up in the movie with the likes of Dustin Hoffman, Jackie Chan and Lucy Liu.

But my vote, for being the greatest kickass she-tiger is Angelina Jolie a.k.a Tigress. I just think there's something hot about a woman who scares the shit out of other people. And she looked cute. I have a thing for furry animals you see. The way the character was drawn up plus her sexy voice just made everything work.

I entered the cinema, looked over in dismay as kids ran up and down the aisle. It was 11 pm, mind you. What kind of parents let their 6 year old kids out that late? But little did I know, the sound of kids laughing actually made the whole experience of watching animation movie even better.

So check it out.

Clean & Clear

2008-06-07T11:57:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, i woke up at 7.30 am. After a mere 3 hours of sleep. Rush to my Economics exams. Ace it (hopefully). And spent the whole afternoon after that devouring my guitar which i have left nicely kept in its casing due to my exams. Aaaaahhh. the lovely feeling of strummed notes under my fingers.

Last night, was an all nighter. Venue : Bar Blonde, Asian Heritage Row. Finally met up with Ayesha whom i have not seen for more than half a year.By the time i reached home, bout 5 in the morning. I could barely keep my eyelids open.No pics though. sorry. left the damn camera in college. Oh well, there will be next time.

I was awaken again at 8.30, by my ever reliable alarm clock ---->my mom.

You have facial appointment today. Wake up!

This usually goes on for about half an hour till i'm up for real. Straight to the facial lady. I dont know who said facial was relaxing. People who say that are definitely in denial. It's painful, smelly [as in the ubat kinda smell] and again very very painful. I think my skull is dented from all the pressing and pinching. Trust me, I'm not exaggerating. There's a price for beauty. A huge one.

The best part is when they give you a massage. Total orgasmic! And then the cold mask. When i can catch some much needed zZzzzZ.

I'm surprise how totally un-hangover i am. hmmm... my tolerance must be increasing.

I've been eyeing for a particular wallet for awhile. I think today is the day I'm gonna get it. If i'm not too tired to angkat my lazy bum.

Numero Uno

2008-06-06T21:58:00.000+08:00

*cues Star Wars starting music*

In cyber galaxy far,far away. Arm with an iPod in hand, Myra enters in the scene, loaded with enthusiasm and optimism. In hope of enlightening those who dares to cross her path.

I'm back for another attempt of blogging in the world of cyberspace. My two failed pathetic tries clearly shows my hopelessness in keeping up with anything remotely regular in my life. Nevertheless, the other day, as i was blog hopping(which i do much of now, due to KYUEM's increasingly improving internet connection, hence allowing me to waste time on my lappie), when suddenly the question "Why not?" arise.

On a totally different occasion, but related. I was having a conversation with a nameless friend when she came up with.

Eh myra, you got no blog? there's always something happening in your life. and you always have a lot to say.(<----at this i could only -_-"). I'll be your regular reader.

eh?whadya think bout that?amazing how what one person says makes you feel like you've been flattered and embarassed at the same time.

Anyway, so i decided to do this after i finish my A-Levels. Technically, I'm not done with A-Levels yet, one more paper to go.But i have a one week interval. so again "Why not?"

I'll try to make this blog as interesting as possible within my limited capabilities without any emotional jargons. But, am a girl. No escaping that. it will be kept minimal, i promise. There's a lot of blogs, i noticed, bout teenagers expressing on political or other means of intellectual pursuit. while i enjoy reading bout it, i don't think i could go as far as that. But i definitely won't be one of them who reports on what they are eating on a daily basis. So, somewhere between those 2 extremes.

Things i promised to do after my A-Levels:

start a blog (my first tick)
open a facebook account <---another sign of my lameness (another tick) do add me http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=629212602
get my driving license (need i say more?after much buggering, i finally have to succumb)
get my laptop organized.
show my family more how much i love them. suddenly, 2 months seemed like a short time. i'm running out of tick-tock

Currently on replay:
~Jesse Mccartney - Leaving
although i like to deny it, my inner 15 year old blond still emerges

~Jacks Mannequin - Everything In Transit [album]
Andrew McMahon makes playing the piano uber cool. A review on the album will come soon.