Jinxed!

I was jinxed. Swear. Badi jatuh.

Last night lepas dah habis study I went to brush my teeth, pee, and buat apa apa yang patut. Izzati and Fiza dua-dua tengah halau cengkerik keluar dari bilik dengan pertolongan Alia. Sambil bukak pintu. At 2AM.

So lepas pee, I went to see them. Nak tgk cengkerik. Macam jakun gile. So I ran, and ran, and ran, while concentrating to their room with door opened.

Lari punya lari, dah nak sampai bilik diorang, GEDEBUK. Jatuh. Iye aku jatuh, betul-betul depan pintu bilik diorang. Everybody in the room stared, terdiam jap, and burst out laughing. Sial bukan nak tolong.

Then kitorang jadik CSI jap, tgk kesan screech tu. Panjang dia ada la dalam satu depa. Slipper aku dah kelaut tercampak.

Kenapa jinxed? Sebab semalam pun nak tersungkur kat tangga.

Haritu jatuh kerusi kat bilik.

I wonder when will be the next time I'll fall. Wajib ke setiap hari nak jatuh?

Sakit weyh. Tak kelakar.

What a thwart

Tak kelakar langsung kalau kau tgh naik tangga, ada lelaki nak turun tangga and tiba-tiba kau nak tersungkur sambil melatah:

OH MAK KAU TERBALIK!!

Mesti lelaki tu tertanya-tanya mak siapa yang nak terbalik.

Dayummm.. -____-

That was what came to pass me while I was at my fac this afternoon.

Damn damn you heels! Nasib baik mamat tu tak fine-looking, and bukan the Indonesian-Wolverine dude I’ve set my eyes on. Shoott.

And nasib baik he wasn’t my colleagues either kalau tak sumpah tak tipu, kena bahan 44 hari 44 malam, kat Facebook, in real life, pagi petang malam, tgh class, tgh berak, tgh makan sume sampai kau akan terfikir, loser sangat ke kau ni sampai macam tu skali diorang bahan kau.

They said; laugh it off when something discomforting occurred.

So tanpa segan silu aku gelak tak hengat punya tadi kat tangga.

P.S. I miss distortions already :(

Man in my own words

Walaupun ni gambar taken from Jak&Jil - Patrik Ervell Fall/Winter 2010/11, bukan tu yang nak dihighlightkan.

Apa yang nak diketengahkan adalah isu lelaki.

Lelaki kalau dah handsome, jangan kan kata bayang-bayang, tengah berak pun handsome. Camne?

What my friends and I are disappointed with nowadays is that handsome men are all married. Proven - my cousin, my cousin's friend, and my friend's husband. All three are *I shouldn't have say it because Wina gave me "Agak-agak ah suami orang kot" sort of warning* Heee.

And and and, I can't stand man wearing shirt with sleeves rolled up and carries his baby in his arm. Very ke-bapa-an. Mintak-mintak bakal suami aku bukan blue-collar worker kalau tak hancur harapan nak tgk dia balik kerja everyday bawak anak keluar main kat playground pakai shirt. Panas tak panas pakai shirt, ada aku kesah?

In the state of lethargic

Sumpah letih. Bukan letih menoreh getah atau membanting padi di salah satu sawah di Kedah.
Tapi letih tak buat apa-apa.
Letih drive pegi lunch tadi.
Letih suap nasi dalam mulut.
Letih jalan-jalan kat supermarket cari Inner Shine (nak kena makan balik sebab dah tak buang air tak betul)
Letih fikir nak online apa.

Bongok sangat kamu ni Farrah. Suka bazir masa.

Padahal ada Family Law nye test hari Khamis. Kenapa malas study?

Test Securities Industry Law pun kau belum buat sebab semalam kau tipu lecturer tangan sakit tak boleh tulis, so been postponed.
Frust menonggeng bagai nak gila tak buat test semalam sebab mereka cakap senang. -____-

Tgh fikir bila rambut nak panjang supaya boleh buat messy side braids macam model Alexander Wang, and also inspired by kawan Eka. Rambut aku lagi 2 tahun baru panjang bertambah 3 inci agaknya.

Rindu si bongok yang ejek saya Toodles. Tak sudah-sudah class dia. This Friday baru boleh jumpa :(

Oh tadi I bought sepapan Panadol. Tak sakit kepala pun, cuma sebagai langkah berjaga-jaga. Bak kata orang sediakan payung sebelum hujan. But since Kedah has been attacked by the dazzling hot weather which is unbearable, saya sediakan Panadol sebelum panas. Boleh? Punya lah sengkek sampai Panadol harga dua ringgit dua puluh enam sen pun aku hutang dengan Fiza. *sighhhh*

Anyway, tolonglah ibu bapa dan diri sendiri, dan sambung study. Hadap buku as in face the real book, not face-book.

Please please please let me get what I want

Givenchy "Melancholia Studded Shoulder Bag"

This is just too good to be true, innit?

Not historical-listic

I had SDG this morning at 8.30AM. YES I'M NOT GETTING THE FACT WRONG, 8.30AM.
To me and my buddies, 8.30 is damn early. Sebab our lectures usually start at 11AM hehehe. So untuk bangun at 8.30AM tu macam kena bangun pukul 4AM for qiamullail something like that padahal matahari dah tegak dah nak terjunam balik dah.

SDG ni sumpah seriously lame. It stands for Self Development Group.

Problem with my uni - Universiti Utara Malaysia:

They made us attend such lame classes or join useless groups such as SDG.

What is SDG for?

To encourage students to speak and converse well in English. Masalahnya, I had this one lecturer for my SDG previously and while conducting SDG, he was the one who do all the talking. AND, it was in BM. So, do you, in your own opinion, reckon that as efficient? NO. It does not serve the purpose at all.

My lecturer for SDG has changed since the previous one was always busy. What I learnt for my SDG this morning was about Patriotisme. It was till then that I realized how suck I am at history. But only God knows why am I taking law. Seriously, tak kelakar ok kalau tak boleh nak recall apa sejarah Malaysia, even a little bit. Setakat Tunku pergi London tu aku ingat la, and merdeka pada tahun 1957 tu siapa tak igt gila loser kan.

Maksud patriotisme pun, it took me almost 5 minutes to sink it down. Bad bad citizen. And yet, I'm claiming myself to be a Malaysian, and claimed to be proud of Malaysia, and shout 1 Malaysia everytime I was asked to (have I ever being asked to shout it? No, kot), and sing national anthem when everyone else did. Loser.

Kesimpulannya, get to know your country people. At least tau mana datang nama Malaysia tu. Heee..

The Savior

I had an accident yesterday morning, when I was on my way back to college from the airport. I took kereta sapu which my friends and I will normally engage, since it is cheaper by RM20 from the airport taxi, and since I was all alone yesterday (where usually my friends and I will tong-tong or share the fare so it’ll be less expensive for each of us).

On average, a pakcik will fetch us with his Proton Wira but yesterday was different when I saw his wife waiting for me at the airport. His wife is one of a brutal woman. The way she drives will possibly make you pee in your pants. Hitting the red traffic light is not a problem for her. And driving at 120/130 km/h on a busy road is also not a matter for her. She drives like a mad ass running after a thief.

As soon as I got in the car, I settled in the front seat as a way of not being rude should I sit at the back. I had few questions posted to her just to be friendly and not to let the radio to do the talking.

Tanya sepatah, dia jawab sepatah. I was like, fine, I’ll shut my eyes and will try to sleep.

At times when I was almost asleep, I’ll be shocked by an emergency brake she had.
Seriously, dia bawak ternonong-nonong, tergopoh gapah, serabai, kelam-kabut, tak cermat, kejap ke kiri kejap ke kanan, etc. in conclusion, she’s incompetent. Tapi sumpah otai, dengan pakai shorts nye sume.

Then at one point where I really was almost asleep, I heard her shrieking “Ooooiiiiii!!!” (it was hilarious when I think back of the way how she screamed) and as I open my eyes, I saw a car changing from the left lane to the right lane where we’re on without noticing that we’re approaching. And the next thing I know, our car hit the divider and went on the lane again, and it stopped, the airbag popped out and pooofffftttt, it exploded. I mean the airbag exploded, not the car. Should the car exploded, I won’t be able to post anything here, now.

When the airbag is exploding, I managed to cover my face with my right hand. And there was smoke everywhere, and the driver urged me to get off the car. Few men sympathetically helped to push the car to the side of the road, and coincidentally my friend passed by and gave me a lift back to college.

What I’m highlighting is not the incident, because I considered it as a minor misfortune. But up to this moment, when I think back of what happened, I count not be grateful more.

As soon as mom knew what happened she texted me asking me to bersyukur sebab dah selamat, and muhasabah diri. (how to muhasabah diri actually?)

I thought, I could have died if there was oil spill and the car consequently exploded yesterday.

Or if there was no airbag, I could have been injured badly or perhaps thrown out of the front window. I could have been hospitalized by now, being in a comatose or anything.

But I was saved. I’m safe and sound. I am not sitting here like a normal person. No injuries, no even a single scratch. I just had minor musculoskeletal pain, and that’s all.

Thanks to the almighty Allah SWT. It was all his power. Betapa besarnya kuasa-Nya. Subhanallah.

Kaka's out, Rodwell's in.

Why must he aged just 17 and looking like none other than a dazzling hot man on the field, scoring for Everton?
I'm not such a huge fan of football (though I claimed myself to be a fan of Man Utd, I rarely watch the matches).
I went to my Aunt's house and caught my cousin (who is indeed a reallyyy huge fan of Man Utd) having a gloomy expression on his face because Everton is leading with 2 goals ahead of Man Utd. Towards the end of the game, this dude scored. I appreciated not the goal but the face. Man, you're hot!!
Typical girls watching football match, huh? Random.

Wake up in the morning feeling like Alice Dellal

Inspired by Alice Dellal

Me and my bestie hit the salon and chopped our hair off and get a slope

And, we absolutely LOVEEEEEEEEE it!!

Thanks to Ricco and Elton (without John) of Replacement :)

I had diarrhoea for the first time in few weeks.

And for some reason, I like it. :)