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Wandering Soul

It's not aimless. I call it 'discovery'.

A wise move on my part, maybe?

Friday, November 13, 2009

I remembered reading somewhere, where it said that before going to sleep, you should spill out your feelings, especially the ones that are not good for you ans your precious health. It doesn't have to be to another human being, even a blog is counted as something that could relieve you of your frustration. Or just to even write about your day. And even better, right before you close your eyes, think of all your achievements and good qualities. It helps.
Now I know why a lot of people, friends, always talk about their life in blog.
As for me, I would like to keep a few things private. All those dark thoughts will only be spilled in my other blog. Damn, saying that made me feel like this blog is becoming more like an alter ego. Lol.
I'm not really sleepy right now, just took my bath and feeling a tad fresh. And in the mood to write. Heee...
Today was not a productive day. Hmm.Mmm. Nope. Not at all.
I woke up late, sah sah terlepas Subuh, then helped Illa bring her things down. Said goodbyes to a few friends who's leaving the alma mater today. Man, saying goodbye is not something I look forward to. I mean, if I could have it my way, I will never want to say goodbye to my friends, instead I'll probably keep them somewhere near to me, literally speaking, maybe in a shelf or something, make a collection of them, haha, now that one was only figurative ok. After those goodbye sessions, I came up to my room back and did some cleaning up. Now the room is clean as the first day. Fine, that was a lie. It is not that clean.
And then, I did what I always do best, making myself stare at the lappie screen for hours, downloading unimportant stuff like Nate Archibald's Gossip Girl, which would be much wiser if I could wait till I get home. And more communication with this dangerous distraction thingy. Took a bath at 2pm. 2PM! I'm such a mess. Then I went to sleep. O f all things, I went to sleep. Why?
Because I had no money to eat. I only have RM 2 left just now. Oh, did I mention I washed my clothes today? Yes, I did. Hang it outside, and stupidly went to sleep when I shoulda know better that it always rains in the evening at this time of the year. So, apalagi? Habis all my baju basah. That's one of the too many lessons I've learned.
And then when the rain is not as heavy as in the evening, I set my feet outside to go to the ATM. Guess today luck is not on my side. The ATM is not working. So went back to Masria's dining to get a burger. And now, I have no money at all. Literally speaking. Like 0. None. Nil. Nothing at all. Pockets empty. And I still have two days before I can get out of this place. Nice. Just nice.
Oohh, yes. I just have to mention this one. I can open FarmVille today. Lame, I know. But I need to get it out of my system. The internet is slow mlow. Geram sangat.
Now that I have vent out some of the frustrations today, I think I'd like to get some nice, quality nap. Sebab esok baru seriously nak strat study balik. Hari ni just doesn't feel like studying.
Haaa..now I feel better. Write again tomorrow.

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Musim Tengkujuh

Was so buzy dreaming of Nate, sampai baju dekat bawah tak terangkat.
And now it's raining cats and dogs.
Padan muka.
Should da known better it was going to rain petang ni.

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This is how he stole my heart.


I am so falling head over heel with Nate Archibald, a.k.a Chace Crawford.
Match it with Chuck Bass' personality, DEADLY COMBINATION.
Enough said.

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And so, I just found out Nate Archibald is HOT!

Semalam, tak tersengaja I search for Gossip Girl. And I have to thank Wikipedia for introducing me to this not so new hottie yang memang lah, fire burning gila. Baca dekat Wiki the storyline for Gossip Girl, it sounded interesting, but still the typical plot line yang menjurus kepada THe O.C OTH and seumpamanya.
So, search punya search dekat torrent, I finally found the pilot episode after like 3 season ketinggalan kan. But, I mean, what the heck, these kinda teen drama come and go without you knowing it.
For the record, I have always wanted to watch Gossip Girl ever since it first aired, tapi sumpah tak sempat sampai la semalam. And when I say tak sempat, I mean everytime I nak tengok, they must be some kind of distraction and stuff. And then bila dah miss out on a few episode, in my case, memang dari awal lagi tak tengok, I get macam dah tak minat nak tengok. Simply because tak tau cerita tu pasal apa.
But then entah kenapa semalam rasa macam nak tau pasal this Gossip Girl ni, maybe sebab a friend of mine selalu sangat tulis Chuck Bass dekat facebook dia kot, I dah mula terasa bahang perlunya menonton this series. Walaupun ketinggalan dah berapa season. Orang lain dah tengok seasin 3, I pulak baru nak tengok pilot. Hah. Whateverrrr.. Better late than never kan?
Anyway, I downloaded the pilot episode semalam, luckily it was a fast one, and my my, I am beginning to regret tak tengok awal-awal this series. The guys are hot!! Way hotter than what I thought.
I am so falling for Nate Archibald. Falling real hard. Haha.
He is super cute. pretty boy in GG with that forever blush staining his cheek, and that scruffy beard. Man, you just gotta love him. And then there's Chuck Bass, the so called resident bad boywhose personality is the type that I want my man to be, well not that I have one, but if I do, you can bet your money I would want somebody with his personality. What would be really perfect is a guy with Chuck's personality to match with Nate's gorgeous face. Man, now that would make me go all melt. Lol.
I mean, I have seen Chace Crawford before this, memang cute, but I just let it pass. But seeing him in GG really make me go all soft and butterflies inside. Who doesnt want a man with a body and brain like that? Hmm, if only life's like that.
So now, I am officially a fan of Chace Crawford and Ed Westwick, whose accent really turned me on.
It's no wonder why the series is so famous. With characters that emanates aura like that, it will sure to become a hit.
Oh Nate, i love you.
~xoxo~

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Decadence Cravings.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

These past few weeks, I always found myself in a position where I am constantly looking for food. Fine, I was just phrasing the above statement in a milder way.
Here's the unavoidable truth. I am hungry. Like every few hours.
So much for my new semester resolutions to try to eat less. Duh.
Anyway, every time I am in the computer lab, I seemed to develop the tendency of opening up a cooking page, or websites. I am aroused by the sight of these beautifully cooked and heavenly delicious dishes! It ignites my taste bud, and I pleasure myself by thinking of making these really cute cupcakes with those frostings topping. Yum yum.
And, for some reasons I cannot quite fathom, I think my interest in bakings and cookings had to do with the one cooking lesson session I took during the previous semester break. We were taught on how to bake a few different pies. And despite not having any knowledge of that matter, or any knowledge regarding to the things that comes stays and comes out from the kitchen, I managed to produced a very, might I say, delicious pie. Three, in fact. In some way, I guess I'm not such a useless henwit in the kitchen after all.
Nevertheless, my dreams of baking all these oh-so-yummy delicacies extend to dreams only. This is because of some unfortunate reason, my oven is still in the workshop. Now, this is something that put a halt to my newly found passion. Ok. The word passion is too strong when I just cultivated this interest.
But anyway, i am beginning to like baking more and more, even though I've only tried to bake chocolate cakes, some honey cornflakes to name a few. This newly developed 'passion' is also due to a blog of an old friend who loves to bake. Her blog would sometime popped up in my facebook update, and when I checked it out, I have to say, wow, everything seems to be perfectly made and delicious.
So, now, I am even more fueled to do some bakings.
Now, there is another problem that put a stop to my baking. The ingredients. Most of the ingredients I need are hard to find in my place. And even if they are to be found, it is very expensive. Couldn't have afford it with my allowance. Haih.. I guess I have to wait till I have the money and my own oven before i could show the world my passion. Ahaha. Ye sangat la tu.
So, for those who loves baking out there, have fun doing it!

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Suffocated.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Every little thing that you do is never good enough.
There is always something to criticize, to let your spirit down, to make you think that there's something wrong with yourself.
Whether you did it intentionally or not, I will never know, and I will never care.
You are SUFFOCATING me!

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And it all comes down to your values.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Here's an insight of how my parents are
  • They are too overprotective
  • A bit controlling
Eversince I turned 18, I have this not-so-stupid notion in my head that I can make my own decisions now, I can do whatever I want without having to consult my parents and yadda yadda yadda. And, stupidly, I began to rebel for everyhing little thing that they opposed of me doing. Yes, I know. It's not a good thing.
It doesn't stop there. Kalau saya nak keluar somewhere pretty far, say Penang, I have this pressing need to ask for my parents permission first. But only if keluar dengan kawan-kawan ja. Where else, my friends, they do not call their parents for permission or just nak cakap that they are off to Penang for fun.
Kenapa nak mintak permission? It's not as if they are doing something illegal kan?
Saya pernah terfikir, if they can do that, why can't I? Tak salah kalau pergi jalan-jalan dengan kawan. Tak payah la mintak permission. Because speaking from experiences, their answer will always put my spirit down.
But then, afterward, I will always feel guilty for not asking their for their permission. What if something bad happen on the way, while all this time, they thought that I was safely in college?I always have this dreadful feeling whenever I do something behind their back, despite what I did was not wrong in the sense of the word.

And then, just a few days back, I was browsing through RD online, and I stumble across an article on Boredom.

Long story short, what I learned from the article was value. At the end of the day, the most important thing in life is your values. And, I realised that those values are the things that put me on the ground. Despite what my friends do or say, I still need to put my values first. I will be overridden with guilt if I don't follow them. Come to think of it, these values are the stuff that made me who I am today. Kalau tak ada values, life is nothing.
And I also learned that no matter how old you think you are, your parents still view you as a child, especially if you are the eldest. It's hard for them to let go. Now, I understand why my parents are overprotective. Although sometimes, it did tick me off, sebab it's just not reasonable. Values like respecting your parents, listening to them, is what I had been brought up with.
And I find it hard to let go, because whenever I skip the values, I always felt like something is wrong.

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