UNDER the COVERs

Happy 50th Independence Day

Friday, August 31, 2007

9:44 PM

A week of spring break has passed. A week! Shit. Time flies by so quickly nowadays before you can even say: C'est la vie. O well. You can only reminisce about the past so much before you can finally settle down and move on. So this is me reminiscing the highlight of last week which was the UMSA ball.

To be honest, I didnt exactly have such a "ball" of a time. Out of 10 I probably would give it a four-ish. I guess its mainly due to the fact that my video didnt win. I wouldnt have mind if I had lost to Faiz Rahim's version of Sepet but losing to the environment video which had nothing to do with the independence theme was like adding salt to the wound. Well, whatever whatever. Im already over it. Heres to all who was cool giler to participate in my vid. If I had won I would have treated you guys to an icecream. Hahaha. Bila dah kalah baru boleh cakap kan. ;P But really, thanks a bunch anyways!

Here are a few pictures from the ball themed, Timeless Journeys:

Everyone was OTT! Next year I move a motion for a masquerade ball. That would be fun. I bet there would be at least two kingkongs. At least.

Today we had a mini merdeka celebration. Thats what they call it anyways. I call it a free food event. Because that is just what it was. You would have thunk that half a century would be a huge deal. But I guess in Auckland not so much. Which was in my opinion, too bad.

Last thoughts: Being independent and being free are two different things. Primarily there are synonyms of each other. But its the concepts of the two words. You can be free without being independent. But you can not be independent without first being free.

So congrats to Malaysia for achieving that freedom 50 years ago. And being independent 50 years later. Selamat Hari Merdeka yg ke-50 everyone! Heres to another 50 years, Insya-Allah.

0 cloud(s) in my coffee

Achtung!

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

9:19 PM

Just finished consuming 2 bars of twix and 2 packets of reeses. And I am still not fixed. Didnt think that was possible.

Oy premenstrual stress cepat habis boley tak. Tak larat dah la nak emo emo ngan makan banyak2 ni.

*sorokdalamselimuttamaukeluarincaseibitepeople'sheadsoff*

4 cloud(s) in my coffee

Saturday, August 25, 2007

7:00 PM

Its strange when you were little, you wished you were an only child. But now I cant imagine life without these people.

I used be so envious of my sister. She has always been the smartest, the prettiest, and the responsible one. But now I brag about her all the time. :)

I used to constantly fight with my younger brother, Boy. I thought he stole my parents' attention from me when he was born. But now I talk to him about almost everything.

I used to bully Adik a lot as he was the family's babyboy. But now I, err, I still bully him. But less, and its all done because of love. hehe.

Haih, rindu la.

2 cloud(s) in my coffee

Girl talk

Sunday, August 19, 2007

12:15 AM

After watching a few episodes of Robin Hood, I was driven to ask the question:

Why, oh why, do we always fall for the bad boys?

I know in a way that Robin Hood is really a good person since he helps poor people and shit but what I mean by "bad" are those who are egoistical, a player cum jerk, a huge flirt, vain, macho, a charmer, etc., etc. We know that this type of guys are the ones that we need to stay away from and yet they are the ones that draw us in. Why? I can only think of two reasons:

1. Theyre interesting.
I guess in comparison to a goody two-shoes, a bad boy intrigue us more. Their badass behavior gave us an impression that they will make us feel safe, protect us come what may. Their playful personality also draw attention to themselves and it is this popularity that attract us. In a way, being liked by someone who is popular give us a sense of significance. Girls like to be pursued and the bad boys are usually the ones who are bold enough to give chase. And though we know that their interest dont usually last long, like a fool we give in. Because we just cant resist can we?

2. Bad boys can be "fixed".
I believe every girl has this romantic notion to be THE ONE who can change a bad guy. We believe that these guys can change if he meets the right person and all of us wants to be that RIGHT and ONLY person he changes for. The one he quits smoking for because he loves you too much, he stops partying because you said so, the one he finally settles down with. We all want to be THAT girl.

But now it raises more questions. Why do we need to have the need to change someone? Why cant we just be with a guy that is good already, that needs no fixing or tweaking? Truth be told, changing a person is hard. It baggages heartache and a lot of tears. So why do we welcome the drama? People say we cant help who we love, but really, cant we?

So girls, I need your opinions. Guys are welcome to give their POVs too. While youre at it, I would also like to know what you think of the couple below:

Robin Hood and Reen Hoodie

Hahahaha. :D

6 cloud(s) in my coffee

So long sweet Wednesdays

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

11:54 AM

Im at the studio on a Wednesday morning. This sucks.

#edited at 10:30 pm#

Wednesdays are usually my no-classes-wakeup-late-deep-in-the-covers-till-midday-brunch-at-2-in-bed day. Its great having no classes on Wednesdays. Its like halftime during a football match - a time for bathroom breaks and getting your coffee refilled. Similarly, Wednesdays are my halftime before I go through another half of the week.

So theres no halftime for me this week because I had a group discussion for Design today. Group work sucks, because there is always one person who just gives orders, one who works harder than the rest, one freeloader and one person who doesnt understand English. No use guessing which one is me. Im just there to give emotional support. And to supply lollies. :)

On a completely different matter, the downside of buying recharge number printed on a piece of paper instead of buying a proper top-up card is you confused them with the aplenty resits that lie in the bottom of your purse and accidentally threw them out. Haih la, thats $20 down the drain! *smacks own head to the wall multiple times*

2 cloud(s) in my coffee

Monday, August 13, 2007

6:43 PM

Ruzaireen --

[noun]:

A person who has the ability to be invisible

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Hmm, Susan Storm rings a bell? :) A more accurate definition would be a person who lives like she IS invisible. But thats close enough.

Anyway, Ive noticed that all my recent posts have been bimbo-like. No substance. Shallow-as dirt. Cant help it, my life is boring. (But you must be more bored since you're reading this. heh.). So if you are looking for an intellectual read, I can happily direct you to here, here, and here. I will write on something worthwhile to read as soon as I find an interesting/controversial issue that I have an opinion on. But for now, Im only going to blog about my favourite subject that is, well, me. Pfft. Bim*cough*bo.

Current task at hand: UMSA video competition

Currently listening to: McFly

Currently watching: Robin Hood the series. Jonas Armstrong sangat hotchoms. Like, sangat.

Current mood: Borderline giddy verging on a high.

I think some of GedikQueen's persona have rub off on me la. I have been feeling out-of-characteristically self confident and carefree lately. Hehe, salahkan GQs. Oy, update blog cepat plis. ;P

2 cloud(s) in my coffee

They belong together

Saturday, August 11, 2007

1:15 PM

What do you do when you wake up at 9 am on a Saturday morning and cant get back to sleep? Well in my case I made a video of Lauren and Stephen from Laguna Beach. Before I knew it, I was having too much fun editing the clips and fitting them with the song that I ended up not only making one, but two videos! Serious tader kejer btol la. Tsk. Nway, the first vid is a happy one, followed by one with a sadder ending. And this is my first time doing fanvids, so its a little rough around the edges. Enjoyss.

Lauren and Stephen soooo belong together its insane! Haih la. If only. O well, o well, Lauren deserves someone better who treats her like a princess. All girls do really.

PS/ For those who are not in the know yet, I have a huge crush on Lauren. I think shes reallyyyyyy pweety.

PPS/ And this is my first ever gay crush ok. ;)

2 cloud(s) in my coffee

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Thursday, August 9, 2007

7:23 PM

OMG! OMFG!!! JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE IS COMING TO AUCKLAND!!!

I. CAN'T. BREATHE!

AAAAAAA!

I'M HYPERVENTILATING, LIKE SERIOUSLY!

OMG, OMG, OMG!

AAAAAAA!

AAAAAAAAAAAAA!

OH ABANG BOTAKKU KITA AKAN KETEMU JUGA YA!

:)))))))))))

4 cloud(s) in my coffee

Tagged, youre it.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

4:36 PM

Was tagged by Odey to write 8 random things about myself. So here goes:

I like the pronunciation of the word 'ratatouille'. It sounds exotic. And you get to say 'rat' and spit at the same time. Ratatoille. French vocabs are the best yo.

When I was 7 or 8 I tried to lose my younger brother in a crowded pasar malam by purposely letting go of his hand. For some guilt-ridden reason, that moment of time when I walked away and looked back at his puzzled face is forever ethched in my memory. In the end, Mom realized he was missing and we found him crying besides makcik jual kacang. Rats! and spit. (ratatouille, get it? no? boo, youre slow.)

I am so sleepy right now. Drowsiness fuels my sarcasm.

I still have a tiny bump on my head where the end of a hockey stick fell on me when I was 15. Some clown put in on top of a cupboard very close to the doors and now Im deformed.

In the realm of toilet paper practice, I am very much a folder as opposed to a scruncher.

If I was a type of shoe, I would be a pair of black high-cut boots. Theyre simple, understated and yet sophisticated and grungy all at once. Oh and they make your legs look longer. If I was a handbag on the other hand, Id be my oversized boho with the mickey prints. Its practical, matches with almost everything, cute-ish but doesnt stand out much among other handbags of the world.

I grew up in a very close-knit family. It surprises me now of how many broken families there are out there. And it really makes me appreciate my family even more that I have stopped trying to sell off my brother to the highest bidder. Honest.

My biggest fear is to be a dissapointment.

There, I think thats random enough. Im supposed to tag another 8 people to write another 8 random tidbits about themselves, but I doubt there are even up to 8 people reading this. Wait, I'll try to list em: Wan Chik, Shamaz, Sheera, Fini, Redzy, .... see I cant even come up with 8. Down. Anyway, if youve been named, consider youve been tagged, by an angel! Hahaha. Oh man Im so sleepy Im laughing at my own cheesy one liners. Must. Sleep. Now.

6 cloud(s) in my coffee

Girl Pow-ahh!

Sunday, August 5, 2007

2:00 PM

You Don't Need a Man, but You Want One!

You like having a guy in your life, and overall, you prefer not to be single.
You won't go out with a guy out of desperation.. you rather be alone.
However, when you're single, you do tend to obsess a little over dating.
Because no matter how good your single life is, it's better with a great guy around.

Do You Need a Man?

Lately I keep thinking about how dramaless my life is right now apart from the drama that I feed off from watching soap opera everyday. I mean Im not complaining, life is good if not in a bit of a lull. Nothing wrong with that its just Im getting a bit bored. And a wee bit lonely. So I guess the result from the quiz I took above quite hit the nail.

However much I want to be a part of a couple, its not enough for me to date just any available guy. Kina keeps saying that I need:

A new 'guy pool'.
To B.E. aggressive.

But I really dont need a man. Im doing perfectly okay without one. I mean I picked and bought my own tv and carried my heavy groceries fine. The only time that I kinda miss having a guy in my life is when I saw nice pairs of basketball shoes. I have gift anxiety you see and I miss spoiling that special someone (and being spoiled too of course!). But thats it. So what I really have to do is:

1. Stay away from Footlocker.
2. Adopt a child from a third world country to spoil rotten.

Yes. Easy-peasy. I'll be fine dont you think?

9 cloud(s) in my coffee

Grilled cheese and vanilla coke

Saturday, August 4, 2007

9:59 AM

Its times like these - making measured drawings, cutting out foam boards, etc. that give me simple pleasure that I am studying what I am studying. Its hard to describe this kind of happiness. Its not the feeling of exhilaration you get when you receive good grades, or the anxiety of meeting deadlines. Because at times like these, the end result: final grade, critique from lecturers; does not matter. Its just a feeling of pure contentment, a small satisfaction, that you are doing what you love in life.

I hope that all of you reading have or will experience this feeling. If not, try biting into hot, buttered toasts with a slice of warm, melted cheese in the middle then wash it down with an ice-cold glass of coke. Its the same kind of warm fuzzy sensation that runs through your heart and into your stomach. And even for a teensiest, tingling moment, isnt that the bestest-terest-test-test kind of feeling?

2 cloud(s) in my coffee

D'oh!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

1:57 AM

I used to cant stand watching The Simpsons until recently, which was when they started showing back-to-back episodes on Sky 1 to promote The Movie. I wont say that I like it now particularly because I still find the jokes almost always verging on borderline stupidity. Its just that, I can finally stomach the crude humour that is The Simpsons. Well, for 30 minutes a day at least until Home and Away starts at 5.30 pm. Could it be that Ive been Simpsonized??

Hell yeah! LOL. Same giler kann?? LOL. Jeez, I look better as a cartoon character as opposed to being human. Down! LOL. Go simpsonize yourself at http://www.simpsonizeme.com/. And The Movie is just download-worthy guys. Because seriously, quoting Homer himself, why pay for something you can watch on tv for free?

Btw, that picture is 2 years old. Pre-tudung, back in INTEC days when my braces were still intact. I was rocking the short hairdo long before Nicole Richie did see? Ahahahaha.

1 cloud(s) in my coffee

In fewer words