Overly Attached Boyfriend.

When you realize that one person could be be your best friend, your shoulder for crying, a friend who teases you mercilessly, a goofy buddy, offers to be your very own personal punchbag, your mortal enemy, an overly attached boyfriend AND your everything all at the same time, you know he’s a keeper.

Aku lagi rindu nak sepak kau haa.
Eh?

Ah, jangan nak gegeh sangat la. Aku rindu kau la, gila.
Eh macam selalu didengar ah ayat tu.
Hahaha kbye :3

P/s: One two three four, tell me that you love me more :)

And this too.

No excerpt of song.

Assalamualaikum and Hello again y’all.

As I promised, I’m gonna tell our adventures in Saigon, Vietnam. Pfft, adventures la sangat. Lulz. Okay, so here’s the thing. Ibu did ask me to decide our family vacation destination. And the two things, or choices if you may, that popped up in my head was BEACH and SNOW.

I am a beach babe. Okay that sound weird, but you get the point. The smell of the brine, the splashing of the waves, the exotic marine life. The surprise you get whenever you came across a beautiful fish, or some colorful anemones, and corals while snorkeling. And let’s face it, I miss diving. My open diver license had been sitting in my wallet, ignored for so long. I need to dive, to be in the sea. To feel seawater embracing me, and witness at least something extraordinary during those trips. We once saw a three-legged turtle when we were at Perhentian yo. So yeah. You’ll never know what you’re going to encounter down there. That, seriously exhilarates me.

And snow. Yes, I miss playing in the snow, experiencing winter once again. The last time I went for a winter holiday was when I was twelve. Fresh from the UPSR results hype, we went to the States. My maternal Pak Long lives in New York since forever! Okay tipu, he went there when I was a little kid and he’s a big man in a limo company now. So, yeah. We stayed at his house for a week, scavenged the New York City, to some of its famous landmarks, and and and, wait for it!

*whispers*  To New York’s Hard Rock Cafe.  *content sigh*

And then we went for a road trip down to the south, and again that sounds so wrong. Went to Magic Kingdom, Orlando, FL through Maryland, North and South Carolina and Georgia. On our journey back up, we went through Tennessee, to Ayah’s uni, MTSU, Virginia and Pennsylvania. Honestly, that journey deserves at least one post here in my blog. Strictly because of it’s pictures. I’ll do that one day, I will (:

I totally loved that trip. especially when we started our journey northward. Once we crossed the Vermont state line, we saw no more green ground. It was all WHITE. Imagine our giddiness when we saw that. I mean, duh. A bunch of kids je dulu kami ni. So yeah. Snow, winter, you get the picture. And how the snowflakes float and dance right in front of your eyes, making its way through its swirly path. The crunch of your shoes as you make your way through the thick snow. The thrill of a snowball fight. That was when I scraped my palms though; picked the wrong snow and the ones I scooped was a frozen ice that LOOKED like a mountain of soft snowflakes. How it feels to stand in the middle of a magnificent snowfall.

So yes, I’m a beach, summer-hot-loving girl. And also a winter-wonderland kid. So back to the situation, when my mum asked me for a suitable destination for the week-long holiday, I had two names in my head: Sipadan Island and South Korea.

NO, NOT BECAUSE OF THOSE K-POP THINGY. Because of the winter -.-

But, Adan can’t join us it seemed. Al maklumlah, MRSM PKP, memang balik awal la kan? Pfft. So yeah, definitely a diving trip is a NO. Not unless you want him to mogok. Also the winter holidays, because let’s face it, siapa yang nak kena tinggal while the whole family swims in those unmercifully white snow?

We definitely had a bit trouble deciding where to go for that week, but that night, VOILA! Ibu managed to buy 5 MAS flight ticket to Ho Chi Minh City. It was a truly last minute decision. Imagine, after we send Adan off at KLIA (yes, he went back to Kelantan by flight), checked the prices for possible destination and whatnot, decided to go to Vietnam, all on the same Monday.

And the flight was on Tuesday.

First day: Tuesday.
The flight, the hotel, VN Halal, the crazy motorists.

Second day: Wednesday.
Walk. Cathedral. Walk. Palace. Walk. Museum. Walk. Park. Walk. Post office. Walk. HARD ROCK CAFE. Walk. Lunch. Walk. Sleep. Walk. Walk.Walk.




























So yeah. I sorta promised to post this on the same day, then here you go! Not that anyone reads this anymore. Lulz, okay sakai. But what the heck la kan? At least I used my time doing something good.

Rather than writing a bitchy post somewhere else. Pfft.

My temper these days are unmercifully short. I need to vent my feelings somewhere and on something useful so I thought, I should write about my Vietnam trip yo. And here we are, the first part.

Stay tuned for the second post regarding this trip! It’ll be about this underground war tunnel located at the suburb part of Saigon. I’ll continue tomorrow maybe, God-willing. A so-called teaser?



Until then, good night good people!

P/s: and bitch? Fuck you. I know we’ve been friends and all, but your gedikness is annoying me. Like, fucking annoying. And yes, you’re so pathetic and so hung up with your life, you disgust me. And that’s coming from me, a person with self-esteem problem, so yeah. Stay away from my life if you don’t want to see my death-and-bitch glare combined, directed to you. Because honestly? You’re getting on my nerve weh. No joke. Night! (:

No song excerpt for the title.

For this post and the next, at least.

Note that:
• Saigon is not a kuno city. And the city is gila punya crowded.
• Durian crepe is not THAT spectacular, though Ibu loves em.
• Red velvet cupcakes with lemon cheese cream (Y)
• I finished Skins’ second generation. FINALLY. But kena start third one pulak -.-
• And damn, Manchester City won the match against Chelsea. Yaya Toure weh, YAYA, haha *bangga*

Assalamualaikum and Hello dear readers who actually read this post when it surfaces on your dashboard!

Okay that’s a long one. Yes, I know I’m on my four-months break, yet I have not update it like I usually do during long holidays. Spinning cobwebs, more like it.

And no, I don’t support Manchester City. I am a Red Devil :3

The past month was truly eventful. I went to Ayah’s, spent a week with him, dining at Banafe Village on the famous car wash road, went to the opening ceremony of PDRM’s Ibu Pejabat Dareah Kulaijaya which was attended by Sultan Johor, TMJ, TMT and his handsome son who wore a magnificent suit  *sigh*. Moving on, we had a family barbecue during the CNY and went to a four-days holiday to Saigon, both during the Chinese New Year holidays.

I’m transferring the Saigon pictures from Ibu’s hard disk and I might write a separate post for that trip. So many pictures and places we went to weh. Okay, maybe not that many, but still. On foot around Saigon’s landmarks okay?  *wiping imaginary sweat*  Meanwhile, I’m showing you guys some pictures of the barbecue night.

There you go! We had ayam-and-kambing-and-button-mushroom barbecue, Laksa Johor and pengat durian. Yes, swallowing my saliva right now. Dammit, now I’m lapar. Nokharom aih. To my dismay, I haven’t even took a picture of our meal that night  *cue another set of facepalms*  Silly me. I still can’t believe it weii. Maybe it’s because it was my duty to cook those ayam and kambing when they dined? I think so. Haih.

LAPAR.

And yes, Saigon post coming up next! Or later today, God-willing. A teaser maybe? Macamlah orang baca, pfft.

Okay bye.

Dear Sarah,

Just know you’re not alone,

Dear Fathonah,

Dear Ibu,

Easy come, easy go.

Assalamualaikum and Hello uolls.

I have only less than 4 hours before I am unofficially leaving my teenage era. I’m not making a big deal out of it, age and years, they’re only numbers, aite?

Oh hell no.

I’m getting older yo. I’m going to be twenty soon, well not for another five months actually, but still. I’m finishing my first year’s final on the third of January, and I’m going to be a second year student starting this coming May. But the only thing I look forward to is the coming four-months break after the finals :3

Oh yes, even though I’m nearing my twenties, I’m still a five-year-old in heart.

Year two thousand and twelve had been a blast. I’ve experienced all; the high points, hitting the low points, and every points in between. Having new friends courtesy of my OAB, getting the best presents for everyone, more quality times spent with my crazy and happening family, how it feels to get an F for the first time in my life, had the guts to say ‘Hi’ and befriending my OAB and finally get him off the market, meeting and having the supportive and bestest girlfriends (slash coursemates) in the anyone could ever wish for, still living with my roommate even it had been more than a year since we first met, and so much more.

And I don’t think I crossed all the items on my 2012’s wishlist.

So I’m definitely not thinking of making a new one. This coming two thousand and thirteen, I just wish that I get to continue living my life, with my loved ones by my side, with my friends around me and hoping that I will be more successful than I was this year.

So yeah. For my little Adan and Sarah, this year’ll be an important year for both of them. My sister’s PMR is coming up, and Adan will face the dreaded SPM. The both of their school were the best in their class; Sarah’s school ranked the first for the latest PMR’s result for the SBPs and Adan’s college never waver form the top three positions for SPM’s results in the MRSM circles. Please do your best and beat my record, yeah? :3

The first five coming months, I will be spending my times at home with Abang, since he finished his SPM and is waiting for the results. I’m not sure if I will work, but yeah, we’ll see. I can’t wait to spend a day with le OAB after we finish our finals. And I’m definitely looking forward if my girlfriends decided to make a trip to anywhere during this four months break; I’ll try to go with you guys (:

I’m hoping that I could do and contribute more during this coming year. To finally be a mature and responsible person.

So, happy new year I bid to all of you. And may this coming year brings us more happiness, success and greatness. Until then, let us cherish what’s left of this eventful 2012, yeah? Toodles (:

What are you waiting for,

Okay, I am currently listening and laughing at my roomie, who is answering her online Geology quiz. Remember how we always read the question to ourselves, contemplating what answer to give, that frustrating moment when you’re trying to grasp some facts that you know but can’t seem to recall it, the ‘Oh!’ moment when you finally confirm the right answer and things like that during the normal kind of test we usually have? My roomie is doing the same, but in this case, I can hear every single word she’s sayin.

JUST now, she whispered, “43 more minutes! Waaa, faster faster faster!” Comel sungguh.

Assalamualaikum and Hello, by the way! (:

It’s exactly one week until my first paper for this semester’s finals, which is, unmercifully Vector Calculus. And the day after that, I’m going to have the Islamic Studies paper. And the week after that, I’m going to have Organic Chemistry AND Fluid Flow & Transport Processes on the same day.

On. The. Same. Effing. Day. I. Tell. YOU. Sigh. What to do la kan?

AND I heard Janet is muttering something about “limestones” and she’s freaking out because of the time left for her to answer.

In fact, I have two more tests tomorrow. At eight a.m., I’m going to have my Gamelan assessment; we have to compose a Gamelan Jawa song and play it and I’m going to play the Bonang Penerus. With the half-rest thing and their sound, I’m actually in love with them and how to play them. And to think that I’m not even a musical person, no joke *smiling widely*  And at eleven, we’re going to have our Islamic Studies’ test. Among ALL the first-year-second-semester courses in UTP, we’re the last one to take the test. Most of them took it last week and I have no idea why. Sigh.

APPARENTLY, Janet’s laptop suddenly shut itself down. And she’s being all lovey-dovey but pissed off at the same time with it so that it’ll become faster. Thank God our lecturers still use papers for quizzes and tests, even it spells ‘deforestation’ and shit.

And I’m going home for a while after my IS test tomorrow. Can’t really remember when was the last time I went back home, but I’m sure it was when we went to Alis’ college during his SPM break. And I miss them :/ It’s kinda weird for me to be all homesick like this, since I basically lived 5 years in Kedah during my college years and it’s not even 2 years I’m here and I’ve been home more than when I was in college. Mengada much, maybe?

AND finally, my roomie finished the troublesome quiz. And to think, I laughed while listening to her antics just now. Apa punya room mate aku ni :3

What if, just WHAT IF the past seems to be far more appealing than what he has now? What if? An absurd question that I’ve been asking myself a lot lately. I don’t know why. Maybe I’m bothered with some new facts that I got to know recently. Should brush it away, but I didn’t. Instead, I was being so childish about it and threw a fit. Crazy, I know. I am actually a seven-year-old kid living in a nineteen-year-old body.

*exhaling sharply*  So yeah. I think I should get back  flicking through the never-seen-before IS slides used by other lecturers. It’s gonna be a loooong night, kot? Hoho. Let’s just hope errthang will be okay tomorrow, insya-Allah. Until then, good night fellas!


P/s: Realized I’m posting this two hours later than I intend to. I blame our sudden craving to headbang to some songs in my iTunes :3 

The muse of mine.