Be wild. Feel wild. Act wild. Love Wildfox.

You can't run nor hide, all you can do is face it.

Not the right thing to do at this hour

This is just soooooo wrong, Farrah!

Me, blogging, while I have a bloody assignment to be done - WRONG.

Me, stop blogging and feeding mt fishes and continue typing or plagiarizing - RIGHT.



SO,


STOP

BLOGGING

NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!

The weather in Sintok urges me to have these!

I'm vague, and I'm sorry...

Celcom 3G broadband sux big time!!

Period.

A Trip to Pejabat Agama Islam Kedah

The storyteller:



The tale:


Four wives of one miserable man, wish to ask for a divorce from their husband.

The husband

Reason: The husband can no longer satisfy and fulfill their needs since all four wives are being high-maintenance.
Laki mana boleh tahan kalau bini asyik nak beli make-up je.
Kata bini-bini nya, mereka nak nampak macam Rozita Che Wan. -_0
But the husband just couldn't get it.

The wives

Thus, the husband search for a new one.
Which apparently is less in everything compared to his all four wives;less shopping, less gossipping, less fake eye-lashes - An Ustazah.
Senang cite Ustazah ni sangat bersederhana la dalam kehidupan. Tu yang laki tu sangkut tu.
The husband feels that this time around, he will make a right choice. Unlike the choices he made 4 times previously. Or 6 times previously.

The Ustazah

Why am I saying 6 times previously?

Because, before these 4 wives, there are 2 ex-wives who has seek for divorced from the husband too. Here they are:

The ex-wives

Why are they here? To influence the 4 wives to follow their steps; ask for a divorce.

Diorang ni nampak happy kan? Sebab dah kawin baru. Sebab tu lah boleh tergelak sakan macam setan. :D

Whom they are with now? A new husband which they thought is better than their ex-husband.

Ex-wives' new husband

He looks happy to have 2 new wives, though.


**End of Tale of the Wives**

Feed My Fishes!

Look on the right side of my blog.

Can you see my fishes?

Yes, those are alive!

Why are they following your cursor?

Because they're starving. Duhh

Feed them!

How?

Simple.

Click your mouse in their pond!

Why are they not following you anymore?

Because they're full lah.

I'm at the library now and I'm just dead boring so I post this entry just for fun. Because blogging is fun. Studying is NOT! :D

Marhaban Ya Ramadhan

The holy month is finally here, again. Waving hello to all Muslims. For some, they are fortunate to have the opportunity to meet Ramadhan, again. But for the rest who have left us to be in His Heaven, they are to be remembered. Always.

I'm wishing all Muslims in the whole world:

Salam Ramadhan!

May this holy month brings blessings, happiness and good health and wealth to all of you!

Selamat Berpuasa, and selamat ganti puasa. Siapa yang x abes ganti puasa thn lepas, gi beli beras cepat bayar fidyah :D

See how beautiful Islam is, can be conversed in multi-languages.
Which one I like the most: Rahajeng Rauh Ramadhan.
Ada unsur-unsur keIslaman dan ke-kak senduk-an sikit iaitu rahajeng yang bunyinya seperti menghanjeng. Hahaha

Anyway, selamat bersahur too, people! Makan kenyang2 taw!

I can't help falling in love with imperfection

I'll turn 21 soon and I'm yet to treasure what's worth living for in life

A lyric from 21 Guns which I read as a tricky question:


When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Perhaps I am not a girl who's at the verge of breaking into adulthood. Because to this question I have no answer. Perhaps I shouldn't grow up. Some said growing up is only for kids. I would rather myself be a kid than an adult who acts like a kid. I want to be a weak-hearted kid. So that there will be somebody who will stand by my side when i break down. There'll be somebody who help me wipe my tears and ensure me that things will be alright and I shall not worry and I can go to bed with a serene heart and mind. I can go to school and mingle with friends and go back home and lunch will be ready for me. That was then. That was before. That was when I was at the beginning of the road. Now that I'm half the way, and now that the road in front of me is divided into two paths, that's when I'll stop, and cry.

It's funny how we have to live and let die

Tiktok Tiktok

The clock's ticking.



I'm waiting


I''m waiting


I'm still waiting


I'm waiting, still


I'm still here, waiting


Waiting


And waiting


Waiting lagi



When will the Friday's prayer ends. I miss you.
*sigh*

Mother can be ridiculous at times.

While I was showering this morning (not really morning, coz I woke up nearly noon), while I was showering (there is no need for me to emphasize what I was doing exactly at that moment kan?), Mama knocked the bathroom door.

I opened it, thought there was something important Mama wanted to tell me.

Bukan la bukak terus, bukak sikit jela pintu tu. Duhh..

Then I asked Mama, "Nape Ma?"

Pastu Mama pun mula bercerita bagai seorang penglipur lara sambil tergelak2.. Yess, Mama loves to do that. Belum pape dah gelak. And I inherited it. Dangg!

Takde, Makcik Siah kampung tu call Mama tadi sampai panas telinga. Dia cakap, dia nak pasang Streamyx kat rumah dia. Nak chat ngan anak dia kat Mesir. Nak tgk, anak dia dah kurus ke gemuk lagi macam dulu. I was like, whaddaaa?
Mama cakap xyah la pakai Streamyx, pakai Broadband jela lagi senang.. Wait a sec. My mom knows about which is better between Broadband and Streamyx? Wow!

Iklan: Eh, sabun Palmolive tu bukan Mama punya ke? Asal ada kat bilik air korang? Bak sini.

Pastu Makcik Siah cakap dia rindu anak dia. Dia nak tgk la dapur anak dia kat sana macam mana. Sebab ada cikgu kat kampung tu dah dapat tgk dapur anak dia guna benda tu la (Makcik Siah means, webcam conversation la) But why la nak tgk dapur? Macam xde benda lain nak tgk. Tgk la bilik tidur ke, tempat study ke? Ni dapurr..
Tu jela yang dia call Mama tadi..

Laa, tu je?

Ma, you knocked the door while I was bathing just to tell me what conversation you had with Makcik Siah?

Cool. Lepas ni ketuk la pintu bilim air lagi, bgtau Makcik Siah dah beli Broadband ke belum, OK? :D

Tak Patut Mereka Buat Saya Begini

I'm planning to go back to Sintok tomorrow. I should. I MUST go back tomorrow, before Sunday.

Problem is : Hehe tiket tak beli lagi.

Why: Malasss nak gi meredah kesesakan Puduraya untuk mencari tiket bas.

Akibatnya: Kena beli tiket Firefly yang 3x ganda lebih mahal daripada tiket bas.

Kenapa Firefly: Sebab AIRASIA KEJAM! Morning flight dah habis. Dan sampai hati mereka tidak meng-save satu tiket untuk saya. Sebagai regular customer AirAsia yang bulan August ni je, dah 5 kali penumpang bernama Farrah Ezzaty Mohd Ridzwan menggunakan perkhidmatan AirAsia. Macam freak dah. Jet lag apetah lagi (padahal Kl-Alor Star je.. Hee)


Diorang patut concern pasal saya. Dah tau UUM tgh cuti midsem, pastu passenger nama Farrah Ezzaty xde beli tiket flight, tanya la. Dah beli tiket ke? Kalau belum, kenapa? Tak nak beli tiket ke? Tak nak balik UUM ke? Suka ke ponteng-ponteng class?

Now if I were to go back by Firefly, means that I'll go back on Sunday Morning, and that would be I'll have to skip Public International lecture in the morning, which is a bad bad idea because I've missed 2 lectures and I'm lost enough in the class and I don't think I should skip any PIL lectures in future if I want to be in the safe zone and not being barred from sitting for examination. Shoot!

And I just realised, Equity test is just around the corner maut but I have not studied anything, yet. Somebody call 911, coz I don't like payaa! Lols

A Tale of Two Sluts

I came across this short story about a girl whom father betrayed her mother not once, but twice. And maybe there are lots more in future. Just thought of sharing it..

She never ever thought that this is happening, again. If someone asked her, have you ever expected this to happen, her answer will be a definite no. She asked God, why her? Why them? She kept asking, and asking and asking until she get weary and get no reply. This happened once before. She used to be a little young woman who sat on the staircase, peeking through, witnessing everything and listening to every single utterance. Understand nothing that was happening before. All she knows is, she cried, her mother cried, her father yelled, her brother was protecting her mother. The house was in a total confusion. All of a sudden, it became hushed. No other sounds but tears. You can hear the sound of woman crying and wiping away tears, and her mother stood up straight, pretending that nothing has ever happened to her and acts as if she is still the same strong woman she used to be. But her mother is really one strong lady, inside and out.

At night she cries her heart out, thinking that things might not be the same anymore after this. Never will it be the same. She’s thinking whether she can change it? Does she have the guts to do so to save what’s precious for her? She cries and keeps crying. The next morning she wakes up, she’ll be all fine. As if she’s forgotten all the despair and her tears she shed last night. She wonders, is she going to grow up like this? She wonders, will she be able to make it trough? Can she pull it off without a father? Can she hold strong for her mother? She can never answer those questions. Those are fate, she thought. She can never answer her own fate.

Her mother stays the same. Her mother shows no sign of regression or even sadness. She wonders how can her mother be this strong when she have had gone through it before, once. Was it because the past has made her tougher and more mature in handling the same matter now? Or was it because she’s a grown-up? Or was it God who gave her mother such an extremely great patience? She keeps on wondering. She knows now, that a woman holds a dignity in each of their soul. They carry it everywhere they go, in whatever they utter. And a woman shall not let there be scratch on their dignity. Not in any way it might be.

She swore she will never grow up to be like the two women who has put her mother is such a pain. Pain that is unbearable and can never be described with words. Never in her life. She swore. And she swore again and again, that she will stand up for her mother. She will make her mother’s pain and heartache repaid. She will ensure that whoever dares to ever hurt her mother again will have to go over her dead body. She will prove to the world that her mother is worth to be respected, not fooled. Not anymore.

This is where I plan to live in few years time :)

Modern is overrated. Try vintage

'Aidah & Izrin's Reception

9th August 2009
Sime Darby Convention Centre

It was great, I can say. The celebrated bride and groom looked absolutely stunning.
Zarith's white wedding gown flows as her look glows. And Izrin, looked decent and, buff (as Husna claimed).

I was one of the bridesmaid (again). Together with Husna, KD and Lily. We lead the walk right before the bride and groom.

I love love love my hair. Thanks to Jennifer Tan from Real Cut @ Bandar Sri Permaisuri. However, the make-up sux. Sorry Jen, I just have to say this. I don't know whether it was my fault for getting prepared at the eleventh hour (I get dressed at 5.30pm and I'm leaving for SDCC at 6pm), or it was Jen who doesn't know how to do "simple" make-up. I showed her the photo of Eva Longoria from one of my mags. The same photo I showed her how I wanted my hair to looked like. And she did well for the hair, super well. But not for the make-up. Sux big time! I looked like bapok yang muka macam burung jampuk, I thought. I looked okay if you see me in person (not perasan but fact is fact). But in photos, there I go, looking nothing like Eva Longoria, but more like Kak Senduk! Hahaha

Anyway, here are some of the pics.

Have fun!

There is no hard and easy rules.
You just have to go with your guts.

Lazy Monday

I should be revising Family Law now. So I went to K2 tempat fotostat. Biasa la, time tu nak test/exam, time tu la nak fotostat notes. Tu normal. Kalau x buat camtu, baru abnormal :D
Oh, notes dah siap fotostat. But I'm still stuck here, blogging. *damnnn* I should leave now, and buy some breads. I have not eaten anything since i last ate this morning, 6a.m at LCCT, which, I found myself so pathethic for dining alone at McD, sipping my hot tea while I let my eyes wandering, searching for hot mat salleh. (Ramai gile foreigners. Pagi2 memang best cuci mata sebelum cuci gigi).

I arrived at 8.30a.m, and was being sooooo thankful when I found my kelisa is still alive in the car park. I had bad thoughts that somehow my car's window would be smashed and the radio was stolen, or something like that. Because I never parked at the airport and left my car there overnight, ever before. But there's always the first time for everything kan? So my first time leaving my car at the airport, was because of Zarith. *kudos to you baybehh, you made me a brave woman! hahaah* I went to Land Law class, dengan rambut yang ala-ala messy loose bun. Sampai2 je class, Zati gelak. She said my hair looked like macam baru lepas gaduh ngan laki. Sengal.. Then I went back to college, nak mandi and untangled my hair and washed away all the glitters. Enough of being glam for the whole night, time to wake up and study, Cindelelah! (Hahah teringat Raihan masa first sem. It was fun).

Lepas mandi baring-baring kejap then fell asleep. I have class at 2 but was too tired to go. Jet lag lahh.. (Kononnya). So I skipped Equity & Trust, and sambung tdo. And had the worst eveningmare as I woke up. Don't cry, we are not moving on. We're just moving to our dreams to be together. Weee I love that phrase! I shall not cry, kan? I must not cry. I'm strong enough to go through this. I'm very strong. Veryyyy.. Sazali angkat berat pun kalah :D Enough said of being strong yadda yadda, I must eat now. McD pagi tadi dah lawas menjadi butir-butir yang telah dikeluarkan dan perut sedang meminta-minta isi yang baru untuk dilawaskan lagi dan mengulangi proses pencernaan yang sama. Selekeh!

Wish me luck for Family Law test on Wednesday!

X

I'm all messed up and I don't give a shit

Nak Lomooooooooo!!

There are things that you can always get. Like, cupcakes and mini muffins. Or a friendly smile from someone next door. Some are f.o.c. Some can be costly. But there are also things that you can't always get, like a lomo. *danggg*

I don't want this post to be dedicated to a lomo. But i have to.

Why am I craving for it so much lately. Why? Question is to be answered. But this one - no need. I hope this question need not to be answered, just to be fulfilled. How? By getting me a lomo. Get yourself a lomo, and you'll be happy, Farrah!

But then what makes me falling in a deeper love with lomo is him. Constantly taking my photos like nobody's business, and cuci those films, and tadaaa! Farrah in is the picture!

Quite dark because these photos were taken without the external flash.

I'm working hard. People said, menabung untuk masa depan. Farrah said, menabung untuk lomo. Seriously I need to get myself one. Whatever the type may be, one lomo will do justice to all my hard work in menabung. :D

I'm feeling so lame. Sengkek gile nak beli lomo pun x mampu. That's what abang always said to me, gaya lebih, duit takde. Hehe he can be sooo right at times. If only he knows I'm saving up my pocket money just to buy a lomo, pasti dia berasa bangga kerana adiknya tidak boros..

And if only I can get my own lomo right before MTV World Stage.... I couldn't be any happier... Kalau Edward Cullen kiss me pun, I x sehappy macam dapat lomo.. Sebab tanpa lomo, macam mana nak ambik gambar Edward Cullen kiss me? Kan?

Dah la.. I really have to go.. One case summary to be done -_-

Anyway, I'm going back for Zarith Aidah's reception tomorrow! Will see ya later, newlyweds!

XX

Lomolitos

I WANT A LOMO!

period.

The most important relationship that you have in your life is the relationship you have with yourself. Because no matter what happen, you'll be with yourself

-DVF-

Because I used to be a lil' girl who had a dream of growing up. And now that I've grown up, I dream of growing old with you.