Exstaketation

You know, when you bring 50 bucks to a shop and the shopkeeper tells you that with that particular amount of money, you can only bring home one lousy small and rusty handbag, you will feel very frustrated. There is a fat chance that you will even hate the shopkeeper and swear not to return to his shop ever again. Because deep down, you know that with that money, you deserve something more exquisite than a lousy and rusty small handbag.

On the contrary, if you bring 50 cents to a shop and the shopkeeper tells you that with that little amount of money, you can only bring home a plastic bag, you will feel very grateful. And there is a fat chance that you will thank the shopkeeper for giving you the opportunity to at least have the plastic bag.

Yes, can you see what I am trying to impose here? Putting something at stake usually comes with an expectation. The bigger the stake gets, the bigger the expectation will be.

Good night.

Superdaddy Turns Twenty :p

Selamat hari lahir, Ayahanda. You're now a year wiser, fatter and richer than you were back in 2012. May Allah grant you paradise, accept your good deeds and forgive your transgressions. May His blessing, happiness and joy find you, and may all your dreams come true. 

Hadiah tunggu next year eh? Kakak tgh proses lg ni. Muahahaha. 

I love you, my first love, my first superhero. I always do. ;)

muaaahhhhhhhxxx!

Big tomorrow

Tomorrow is a quite a big day.
Husband is coming home (finally!) after two weeks being away.
And the most important thing is, I have my appointment tomorrow. Well, the appointment was initially scheduled on Sunday but due to some reasons, both husband and I believe that it would be much better if we bring the date a day earlier.
So, yes. I am so excited about tomorrow. I wish I can just sleep and wake up in tomorrow.
Thinking about the appointment makes me sweat but hands held high, I hope everything will be great.
Aameen! ;)

So, see you guys tomorrow.
Hopefully I have something wonderful to be shared here.
Pray for me, pretty please! :D

Why?

Why is probably one of my many overused words. I am keen to question things and my questions are very prone to begin with why.

For instance,
why didn't you do your homeworks?
why were you late?
why did you forget?
why did you act strange?
why can't you understand?
why can't you try to understand?
why did you think you have to do it?
why did you try to conceal it?
why do you think that I won't know about it?

Yes, I love to ask a lot of why's.
Yes, I still ask a lot of why's even when I already knew the answer.
Yes, I rarely get satisfactory answers.
Yes, I can tell if people are trying to conceal the truth.

Unsurprisingly, why's are everyone's least favourite questions to answer. I can't quite understand why but it is probably because there is more than just a mere question. Why is a trap question, the kind of question that has fatal answers.

p/s : So, may I know why are you reading this post?

Honesty is The Best Policy

Me    : Should I buy this xxx skincare range?
Mom : Yeah..
Me    : But it's going to cost me a bomb!
Mom : But it's going to make you beautiful.
Me    : Oh. Are you telling me that I am not beautiful?
*Mom smiled sweetly*

Really, mommy? Really?
Sobs sobs sobs.

p/s : I may end up buying it. The whole set. I HAVE to be beautiful!

Maria Elena's love story unfolds

I don't know much about Maria Elena. I know she is famous from somewhere, but I can't seem to find where that somewhere is located.

But, I love the way they made this video. 

Very creative, indeed.

And they look good for one another.

I believe most couples do experience these sorts of things; 

uncommon interests, 

gadgets vs clothes, 

sulking, 

panic attacks, 

late night phone calls,

accidentally dozed-off while talking.

Watching this video reminds me of what we have right now. 

(>,<)v

May these two love birds' marriage last till jannah.

Allergic Elegy

My lower right eyelid is swollen. 

And after pressing it (while pretending that I was a doctor), I think there is something wrong with my tears gland. I don't know how true my diagnosis is. I don't even know whether such thing as tears gland does exist or not. 

And, so is my right ear. 

There is a small bump near my jawline. It hurts whenever I press it. I have no diagnosis for this one as I always have a hard time trying to memorize parts in ears. 

There's more.

There are a few rashes on my right feet. And my left knee. 

The kind of rashes that I always experience. The ones that make me feel like ironing my skin. Yes, I'm not kidding because the itchiness will linger for quite some time and it is hard to keep my fingers from scratching them.

And I've been sneezing all day long.

So, yes, my allergy is back. 

Stronger and wiser.

And all over the body.

Thank you Allah, for blessing me with this.

This is Your subtle hint to remind me to return You.

Pardon my negligence.

Forgive my ignorance.

And thank you for Your love, dear Lord.

Alhamdulillah.

:)

Insomniac Me

It's been a while since I actually write something in here. Sometimes, I feel like I have been in haste since forever. Hence explains the pictures with quotes and copy-and-paste words taken from various sources. Despite the fact that I rarely have readers, I do actually enjoy writing things on different topics here. Yes, I know I am random. Always been one.

So, what's up? I just finished subtitling 'The Matchmaker', an Israeli movie. I was amazed to learn that Hebrew sounds a bit like Arabic. Words like ma (means what in both Hebrew and Arabic) and zahab (means gold in both Hebrew and Arabic) were numerously repeated in the movie. I can go on and on about the movie but since I won't be doing a review here, I shall stop myself. And glue my fingers together to stop them from typing about the movie. Nah, just kidding. :p

It's 02:49 and I want to head to bed but I can't. It could be due to the recently-adjusted biological clock of mine. I had been burning the midnight oil for almost a month now, so I reckon, my biological clock must have  been effected. I need to get myself a new clock, perhaps? :D

Now that I can't sleep, few funny thoughts are marathoning inside my head. Last week had been a secret-busted week for me. It was tough but I think I'm handling them just fine. I am a tough girl, after all. I won't deny that those secrets still haunt me, every now and then. But I'm trying my best to dig a deep hole and bury everything in it.  Hey, that doesn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe I need to actually do that. Dig and bury, hoping that everything will rot inside of the hole. Way to go, Tough Girl! :D

I know blogging wouldn't help me in battling my insomnia so I shall pen-off now, or shall I say, log off.

Guten Nacht/Guten Morgen.

p/s : I'm counting on you.

Hatred

I tend to experience a lot of mental breakdowns lately.

I can't think straight and even little little things bother me.

For the sake of the ones whom I love so dearly, I hope that this feeling will go away.

Life hates me.

I know I am not supposed to sound like an ungrateful bitch here, but I really have to say it.

Life hates me.

But I hope it won't hate any one of you.

God, help me.
God, bless me.
God, grant me.
God, be with me.

This Is Just Another Complaint

I have another two 30-mins episodes which are due tomorrow.
And plenty plenty plenty of movies.
I really really really need to work fast.
And speed up my thinking cap.

And I can't keep my mind off of my superbestgirlfriend's engagement party that I will have to miss due to few reasons. 

Haiyyarghh!!

Too many to think.
Too little space in my brain.

While I groan and howl and complain about how little sleep I get every night, there are still people who are jobless and have bills to pay and mouths to feed. Astaghfirullahal'adzim. I am such a shameless ungrateful ugly creature.

Ladies, Know Your Shoes!

I can't help but share this picture which will guide you into knowing the things that your feet wear. Yes, this post is not only meant for ladies. Guys HAVE to remember this by heart too so you won't mistakenly bring your Russell Crowe's Gladiator DVD when your lady kindly asks your favour to bring her gladiators. ;)

Let's Break, I Mean Take a Break!

Out of all of these suggestions, I only love one. 

Take a Nap ftw!

What's yours?

Haiyargh!

I'm getting bored of the same old same old template so I decide to turn over a new leaf. Aite, that is not contextually correct. Please don't try this at school or your teacher will kill me.

After delaying this divine intention of mine due to (ehem, no bluffing intended, yeh?) hectic schedule, I have decided to take a few minutes (hours actually) off and start looking for new templates.

I wish I can just dress my blog with any template and plaster a wide grin of satisfaction across my silly face. But I can't. I just can't. Being a perfectionist as I always am, I want to find a template that has me in it. Not that I need to be embedded in the template, it is just that I need something that will scream out my name. Owkayyyy.. Summarizing what I want is far more complicated than finding what I want. Geez, I am such a complicated and twisted young lady. *cries*

In not-so-short,

• I want a simple template
• Doesn't involve much colours (but aye, colorful templates would do too!)
• Easy to navigate
• Free
• Outstandingly creative
• A template
• Not too common - doesn't share the same look with other blog
• Not too girlish
• But not too serious

With such requirements, maybe I should consider designing my own blog. Ha! I would love to, but then, it is going to take forever. And I don't have forever. I want it to be done by today. Self-dictator much, eh?

And after much consideration and contemplation,

TA - DA!

Don't you like the new dress for my blog?

No, I don't take a 'NO' as an answer, thank you! ;p

Excuse the unedited features. I am still working on it. But I think It's going to there for a while as I need to head back to work or my quest to get myself a new handbag will fail miserably. Ehee.

Have a great day ahead!

This is not a complaint.

He just got back from Sydney.
Two days later, he was deputed to Thailand.
He flew back and left for Singapore two days later.
After spending five days here, he is off to Thailand. Again.
Two days after coming back, he is scheduled to leave for South Korea. For two weeks.

The long distance just got longer.

While others may envy his frequent abroad trips, I secretly wish that he will be spending more time at home. Well, it isn't really a secret because I know he knows that I want him to know that this is my wish. No, don't take me wrong. I am not complaining. I am happy for him. He gets to do things that he loves the most, something that I doubt I will get a chance to do, even in years to come. He gets to live his dream, and nothing will make me happier than that.

I knew what I was getting myself into, way before committing myself to him. According to the maps app on my phone, we live almost 512 km apart. That is equal to 8 hours of driving or 45 minutes of flying. But I don't know how many weeks it will take if we decide to walk instead. Being this far from each other, and thanks to the heavily packed schedules that both of us have to attend to, we only get to meet every three to four months. We had foreseen this back then. We had talked about this even before he commenced his quest to win my heart. He once asked me, 'what if you're asked to teach in your hometown? Would we still be able to meet each other?' and I replied, 'We can meet during the school holidays.' So, as you could have guessed, that is how things work for us now. So, really, no complaints!

Don't hide it. I could read what lingers at the back of your mind now. I know you'll be asking, 'So, if you're so used with the distance, why would you be bothered when he is deputed to work abroad?'

The answers are:

- Timezone.

- Unstable connection.

- Extra working hours.

So, yes, I am not complaining. But sometimes I wish he can spend a wee bit more of his time at home. He gets to rest and I get to call him any time of the day. Most importantly, I don't have to worry about his well being. Halal food is being served in almost every corner of Malaysia. See, it's a win-win situation.

Distance makes the hearts grow fonder

But since I am so damn madly in love with him, I choose to just live with this. Distance is nothing but another 8-letter word. No kidding! ;)

Meh~

I want to write.

I badly miss scribbling and ranting and expressing my thoughts here.

But,

Business is striking.

And I'm still under it's spell.

I just can't wait for the week to be over.

I need some time for me.

I need some time for my beloveds.

Aite,

Adios for now.

Title-less.

Sometimes, 

Some words are better left unspoken.

Some songs are better left unsang.

Some actions are better left undone.

Some food are better left uneaten.

Some problems are better left unsolved.

Some movies are better left unwatched.

Some secrets are better left untold.

Bite your tongue,

Glue your eyes,

Seal your lips,

Put your fingers into your ears.

And you,

You will remain unhurt.

You will remain composed.

You will remain as yourself.

There will be,

No heart to be broken,

No tears to be shed,

No blood to be spilled,

No trust to be shattered.

Sometimes,

Some poems are better left unrecited.

Some titles are better left ungiven,

Some authors are better left unknown.

The Ambitious Ambition.

Remember how teachers back then loved to ask us, 'what do you want to be when you grow up?'. I believe most of us would answer with something like, 'a doctor', or 'a teacher', or 'an engineer', or 'a pilot' and lots more along the line. Right?

Well, I myself told my teachers (and friends) that I wanted to become a doctor. I wanted to be a pilot but my dad didn't think that such job is appropriate for girls. So, I gave a second thought and chose doctor as my ambition. Dad was happy. So was mom. They loved the idea of me wanting to become a doctor. Whose parents wouldn't, right?

And no, I didn't turn out to be a doctor. I almost did get myself into studying medicine but I'm glad I didn't. My dad doesn't want his kids to study abroad so I had to kiss my so-called ultimate dream goodbye. It wasn't really hard as doctor wasn't really my real ambition to begin with.

Now that my ambition just found itself a grave to rest in peace, I was left with nothing else. I couldn't make up my mind. Even worse, I couldn't picture myself in five years' time. I was indecisive.

Due to various twists of facts, I received five placement offers from two local universities.
 - Bachelor of Product Design in USM
 - Bachelor of Urban and Regional Planning in USM
 - Bachelor of Chemistry (with hons.) in UiTM
 - Bachelor of Chemical Engineering in UiTM
 - Bachelor of Education (TESL) in UiTM.

See? It was definitely not an easy choice to make. I was torn. I always love chemistry, so if it was up to me, I would definitely pick to major in Chemistry or Chemical Engineering. And I love English too. Probably, a wee bit more than I love chemistry. But I wasn't keen of teaching. And dad was not keen of me becoming an engineer. Again, according to him, this is not an appropriate job for a girl. And mom, she had always wanted me to be a teacher.

As you could have guessed, I enrolled in TESL. And the rest is history.

My point is, if I can rewind the time and go back to the days when my teachers asked me such questions, I would answer it differently. I would tell them, 'When I grow up, I want to make my parents happy,'.

Good nite! ;)

Rakastan sinua koko sydämestäni ♥

G'day, mate. ;p

Today is our three hundreds and sixty sixth day of being an item and I swear to God, I am so damn freaking over the moon. And because of that, today I grinned like an idiot and I reckon some of the teachers (and students) might have noticed it.

I am happy.
I am jubilant.
I am extremely exultant.
I'm happy like a kid who had just eaten her Happy Meal.
I'm happy like I have been given a limitless credit card and I can shop all shoes and handbags and dresses and scarfs and every single thing that I want and I don't even have to pay a single penny for that.
Yes, I am that happy.
I am happy to the extent that I fail to find perfect words or phrases to express my supreme happiness.

Aite, I may as well stop telling you how happy I am; I think I have over-used the word 'happy'.

Anyhow, no worries as I won't bore you with how everything started a year ago. I prefer to keep it as our little secret, something that will be told over and over again to our kids, InsyaAllah.

Over a year of committing myself to this relationship, I have experienced a lot of life-changing lessons.
I have finally learned how to put my trust in the hands of a guy.
I learned to dream beyond the sky.
I learned to allow my heart to be pleased with imperfections.
I learned to deliberate over my decisions.
I learned to give without taking.
I learned to love without hating.
And I learned to let my guard down.

Since the past 366 days, not a day has gone by without us talking to each other. Good morning texts and good night calls are vital. Like others, we do fight and have rows and arguments. But, we never conclude the day with anger. That, is among millions of things that I love about us.

I could go on and on and talk about how magical our love story is. But I won't because I know some of you are already on your way running for buckets. Gotcha!

So,

O Allah, thank You for these 366 days of pure happiness and awesomeness. I am forever grateful to You for leading us to each another. While others get to brag about how big their house is, or how well they do in their business, or how much money they make everyday or how bright their skin glow, You give me reasons and more reasons to be grateful for being blessed with a man who happens to be my best friend, my guardian, my caretaker, my secret keeper and my joker.
Thank You for listening to my prayer.
And please, ease our journey to Your jannah.

Three hundreds and sixty six days ago, I stopped reading fairy tales as I began to write one of my own. Thank you, co-writer, Mohd Redzuan bin Mohd Zin. ;) 

It's been a year, Love. A year full of love. ♥

Princessy Enough?

All girls in this world are princesses. At least, to their fathers. And I believe that all of us want to be treated like one. But the question is, are we eligible enough to be treated that way? Do we behave princess-y enough?

If you think that behaving princess-y means acting like a spoiled brat, you may want to consider reconstructing your perception. On the contrary, a princess should possess outstanding characteristics that will distinguish her from others. Honesty, bravery, intelligence, compassion, kindness, gorgeous and gracefulness are among the traits that one must have if she wants to be acknowledged as a princess. Possessing these traits will make you beautiful at soul, something that even Photoshop or 10-inch make ups can't do.

Disney is famous for its lines of brave and lovely princesses. Each character represents different talents, abilities, cultures and ethnicities. Let's take a peek into their personalities so that you will be able to see which princess is your true royal match! ;D

Rapunzel

Rapunzel has a multi-faceted personality. In her tower, Rapunzel is confident and determined. She takes time to study and educate herself about the world, and also develops and nurtures talents such as cooking and painting. Her curiosity eventually leads her to pursue her dream of seeing the annual display of lights in the sky. As she leaves her tower for the first time she is a bit shy and jumpy, and anxious about her choice to embark on such a journey. She vacillates between worry and excitement but eventually her sense of curiosity and thrill for discovery win out and she demonstrates great courage and bravery as she faces the world. She is smart, kind, charismatic, and adventurous. She shows that she is not afraid to stand up for herself should the need arise.

Princess Belle (from Beauty and the Beast)

Belle is a free thinker and a dreamer. She likes to read and go on adventures with her imagination. She is patient towards others but is not afraid to speak her mind. She is indeed very opinionated and quite intelligent. Belle is also compassionate and does not concern herself with appearances. Although Belle is stubborn, she is also very kind, loyal, graceful, and valiant.

Cinderella

Cinderella has a positively cheerful and sunny attitude no matter the circumstances. She is always hopeful of good things to come and is extremely patient and endlessly kind. Cinderella believes that through hard work and perseverance all her dreams can come true. She is very strong willed and determined, but always well-meaning and caring. Cinderella is incredibly honest and faithful, always standing for what is right.

Mulan

Mulan seems to have little interest in romance. She is very independent and self-reliant. Although Mulan is clumsy, she makes up for it with courage and spunk. She is very brave and even heroic. Mulan has incredible determination and ingenuity, and can be a bit mischievous at times.

Pochahontas

In the Native American tongue, the name Pocahontas means "Little Mischief" or "Naughty One." Indeed, Pocahontas is very free spirited and independent and sometimes gets into trouble. She loves adventure and nature, and has a real connection with animals. She is highly spiritual. Pocahontas is also very wise, noble, and brave. She is also athletic, skillful, and strong.

Ariel (from The Little Mermaid)

Ariel has a great passion for discovery and adventure. She is known to follow her heart, which often gets her into trouble for disobedience. Ariel is energetic, fun-loving, and outgoing, which makes her fun to be around. Ariel can be quite stubborn and determined and is sometimes classified as a bit of a daredevil.

Aurora (from Sleeping Beauty)

Aurora is blessed with the gifts of beauty and song. She has a beautiful singing voice but is otherwise soft spoken. She has a very sophisticated and refined air about her and is a very loyal friend. Princess Aurora is a hopeless romantic and has a great passion for love. She is kind, selfless, and obedient.

Jasmine (from Aladdin)

Jasmine is a spirited and headstrong young lady. She is fiercely independent with plenty of self-confidence and willpower. Princess Jasmine is rich and powerful and often comes across as sharp-tongued and arrogant. She is cunning and clever, but extremely honest and good at heart. Her impetuousness and curiosity often lead her on exotic adventures.

Snow White

Snow White is the type of person that sees the good in everyone and everything. She always follows her heart and does what's right. Snow White can be described as sweet, charming, cheerful, gentle, and pure. She never judges anyone, and is very nurturing and kind to others. Snow White can also be described as naive and innocent. She is very trusting and unfailingly optimistic.

Princess Tiana (from The Princess and The Frog)

Princess Tiana is a disciplined, hard-working individual who is not afraid to do things herself. She is independent and self-motivated. Tiana uses these traits to develop her skills as a talented chef. Princess Tiana is very funny, friendly and down-to-earth.

Dee-zai-neh!

Are you a big fan of famous designers but you are too afraid to show your fondness in front of your friends since you might pronounce the designers' names incorrectly?

Fret not! Here are some pronunciation lessons that you may want to practice while dolling yourself up. ;p

Have fun getting your tongue twisted!

Agnes B: Ah-ni-ess Beh
Abaeté: Ah-bye-ah-tay
Alejandro Ingelmo: Allay-handro In-gel-mo
Alexandre Herchcovitch: Ah-le-zan-dreh Hair-ch-co-vich
Andrew Gn: Andrew Jen (rhymes with “ten”)
Andy Thê-Anh: An-dee Tay-Ann
Anya Hindmarch: Ahn-ya Heind-march
Arthur Mendonça: Ar-thur Men-doe-sa
Badgley Mischka: Badge-lee Meesh-ka
Balenciaga: Bah-lin-cee-ah-gah
Balmain: Bal-mah
Bebe: Bee-bee
Bettye Muller: Beh-tee Meu-ler
Bottega Veneta: Bo-tega Ven-e-ta
Bulgari: Ball-gah-ree
Burberry Prorsum: Bur-bur-ree Pror-some
Carolina Herrera: Caro-leena Hair-era
Cartier: Kar-tee-aye
Cesare Paciotti: Che-sah-ray Pah-cho-tee
Chaiken: Chay-ken
Chanel: Shuh-nail
Christian Lacroix: La-Kwa
Christian Louboutin: Loo-boo-tahn
Dana Buchman: Day-nah Buck-man
Dior: Dee-or
Dries Van Noten: Drees Van Know-ten
Diane von Furstenberg: Fur-sten-berg (pronounced as spelled)
Dolce & Gabbana: Dole-ch-aye Ga-bon-na
Dries Van Noten: Drees Van Know-ten
Emilio Pucci: Eh-mi-li-oh Poo-ch-ee
Ermenegildo Zegna: Er-men-a-geel-do Zen-ya
Etienne Aigner: Eh-tee-yen On-yay
Furla: Fer-luh
Gareth Pugh: Gareth Pew
Gianfranco Ferre: Gee-an-fran-co Fr-aire
Giles Deacon: Jy-els Dee-kin
Givenchy: Jee-von-shee
Giambattista Valli: Gee-ahm-battista Valley
Gucci: Goo-chee
Hedi Slimane: Eddy Sli-mahn
Hermès: Err-mez
Hervé Léger: Air-vay Lay-jay
Issey Miyake: Ee-seh Mi-yah-key
Jean Paul Gaultier: Zhan Paul Go-tee-aye
James Perse: James Perse (as in a lady’s purse, not ‘pierce your ear’)
Joeffer Caoc: Joe-fur Kay-ock
Junya Watanabe: Joon-ya Wah-tah-nah-bay
Lambertson Truex: Lam-bert-son Tru-ex
Lanvin: Lon-vahn or Lon-vawn
L’Wren Scott: Le-ren Skot
Loewe: Low-ev-ay
Louis Vuitton: Loo-ee Voo-ee-ton
Longchamp: Lon-chahn
Madame Gres: Mah-dam Gray
Marchesa: Mar-kay-sa
Mainbocher: Maynbo-shay
Moschino: Mos-keen-o
Monique Lhullier: Mo-neek Loo-lee-ay
Narciso Rodriguez: Nar-siss-so Ro-dree-gez
Nicolas Ghesquière: Ni-co-la Guess-ki-air
Olivier Theyskens: Oli-vier Tay-skins
Pierre Cardin: Pee-air Car-dain
Prada: Prah-da
Proenza Schouler: Pro-enza Skool-er
Ralph Lauren: Ralph Lauren (as in Lauren the girl’s name, not Sophia Loren, RL is an American)
Rei Kawakubo: Ray Kah-wah-koo-bo
Rodarte: Ro-dar-tay
6267: Six-two-six-seven (not Sixty-two-sixty-seven)
Sonia Rykiel: Saun-ya Ree-kee-eel
Sophia Kokosalaki: So-fee-a Ko-ko-sah-lah-kee
Tapeet by Vicini: Ti-peet by vi-ch-ee-knee
Thakoon: Ta-koon
Thierry Mugler: Tee-air-ree Moog-lay
Tibi: Tbi or Tu-by (not Tee-bee)
Tocca: Toe-ka
Ungaro: Oon-ga-ro
Versace: Ver-sah-chee
Vionnet: Vee-oh-nay
Yohji Yamamoto: Yo-jee Ya-ma-mo-to
Yves Saint Laurent: Eve San Lor-ron
Zac Posen: Poe-zen

p/s : Which one is your favourite?