IF you’ve been wondering, I’ve not been in KL fully for the past 2.5 months.

Where was I?

After months of unemployment, I decided to park myself at Port Dickson with GEMS Malaysia. Better than doing nothing at home, I’d reckon. So there I was one fine October afternoon, registering myself at Casa Rachado (and no, I won’t recommend anyone to stay there) and 2.5 months later, it was all over.

How would I describe the experience?

GRUELING FUN

I skipped 30% of the grueling part. At the same time, 30% of the fun part was also missed.

The people there… oh gosh! I truly miss them despite the love-hate relationship that we have. I mean, how could I not? We were infused together practically 24/7. There were no such thing as turning in early (at least not for me).

I’ll write more… soon, hopefully. Now, I need to re-set my internal clock to normal before starting the internship part of GEMS =)

It’s been a while eh?

14 days into Syawal now and I’m sure it’s still viable for me to say Selamat Hari Raya to everyone. I hope your Eid had been wonderful in more ways than one.

My Ramadan had a sweet ending, judging by the desserts I consumed the night before the eve of Hari Raya. Jules managed to organize an Iftar gathering at Pavilion for us girls (sans Aira, Fadil & Hanie and together with Azid, Muthu and Kak Harim). Jules blogged about it here.

The family went back to Rawang the eve of Hari Raya. I think I slept early that night… or at least I tried too :p Sleeping over there still feels foreign. Don’t get me wrong but I just don’t like staying over >.<

Oh and this year we had a family photo session, thanks to the fact that Kipphi has this Hari Raya assignment thing.

Drive safe, eat moderately and have fun. Selamat Hari Raya from the family =)

Surprisingly, the day after we came back from Rawang, I was out and about again for food. I was anticipating a few days of rest Went to Rashid’s at the last minute but it was great to see Wan, Maria and Ikin after a long while.

We may look a tad bit different but we have never looked better =)

The next Syawal celebration in tow would be my birthday on the 24th. Little did I know, a Syawal miracle happened on the 23rd.

23 September 2009, 12.14 pm a baby girl was brought into the world. Although I tried coaxing her out earlier than the 29th September due date, I was not ready to get the news of her arrival a day earlier.

Aunty Nana loves you =*

This is by far one of the greatest thing to happen for/on my birthday ^_^

Birthday celebration was great. It was well spent with Syafira, my so-called twin, and Rashid. Thank you darlings =)

Thank yous are in place especially to those who remembered and sent their well wishes. Special thanks to Ayuni Amir for getting me the book that I wanted.

I actually just came in from a long day on the road. Heavy traffic makes one hungry but it’s a good thing when you are house hopping where food is finger licking good. Thanks Sarah and Mek Jah for inviting me for the trip. Thanks to Faizal for being our designated driver.

Have a merry Hari Raya people =)

Note: I hope to win Maybelline Simply Fabulous Giveaway from Beetrice’s Reviews. I’m in need of new beauty products and something new for my social calender =D

Since June the lack of employment have made me resolve to a few things to occupy my time. Other than honing my writing and cooking skills (I would love to post pictures of the yummy food I made but according to NoktahHitam, that would be inconsiderate to the Holy month of Ramadan), I’ve been reorganizing my old VCDs and DVDs. Needless to say, I’ve been watching movies, drama series and anime almost non-stop.

Almost always I keep on repeating these scenes because I love them so much:

From Beauty & The Beast

From Serendipity

From Hanzakari no Kimitachi e

From Fruits Basket

From Full House (Korean)

From Twilight

From 10 Things I Hate About You

To tell you the truth, there’s more that I’ve watch than listed :p Can you just imagine sitting at home, with not much to do (other than my part time writing gig, housework and interview hopping). I’m almost done with my personal collection that I raid my brothers; which doesn’t really suit my fancy since it’s way too packed with Gundam, Kamen Rider and non-PG13 shoujo anime >.<

I better go check my eyes soon. I may need to upgrade the lense -_-’

In 23 days time, I’m going to turn another year older. I’m not sure if I should be =) or =( about it. I’m fickle, I know >.<

Every year, I most definitely make a wishlist. Last year, I had one but since I’ve gotten everything that I wanted before my birthday, there was no point in posting it here or Facebook =p

This year, I’ve decided that I want these:

Yuyu, I expect you to get me this :p

I’ve been meaning to get these books for a long while but never came around to actually buy them. I really hope that I could get them in my collection this year.

Cute aren't they?

I love these handmade clutches/ wristlets from She’s stuck Between Punk and Retro since I’ve discovered them in my bouts of blog hopping. Last year I missed the order session and was hopping that it would re-open soon. If you can find something similar to these, do let me know. Better still, if you could give them away as my birthday pressie xD

I love got milk? ad campaigns

Since I’ve yet to secure a job, I might as well take on my college dream job as a Starbucks barista while I wait. Wish me luck with it okay =)

Pretty aren't they?

I’ve been looking for a turquoise necklace for a while now. Although I love shorter ones like above, I really do think that a longer strand looks better on me, like my long strands of pearls that was one of my birthday pressies last year *loves*

The best thing about my birthday is that it’s going to be during Hari Raya, which means not only because of the great company and I can request for some yummy food :p

Aishah, I'll be waiting for these ^_^

Thanks in advance to Aishah and Yuyu (assuming je ni :p) for the birthday pressies. I hope everyone is enjoying your Ramadan and I hope you make the most of it.

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“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.”

Elliott Erwitt

I have always admire art. Though I can’t seem to ‘get’ classic masterpieces (think Michelangelo or da Vincci), I love modern art. Be it Art Nouveau or Pop Art, I can almost always fell in love with an artwork. My favourite kind of modern art is definitely photography.

A camera is my favourite toy to play with no matter what form it takes in; phone camera, digital compact camera or a DSLR. What I love most about photography is that it’s doesn’t always turn out the way that you would imagine it. It’s always a pleasant surprise.

Teh Tarik Satuuu!: My attempt of a Bokeh shot

Let Me Go Home: A Shot Made By My Phone Camera

Hawa @ The Playground: A protraiture of the crazy housemates

Good enough for a novice no?

There’s one thing that keeps me from being behind the lens though; I love being in front of it even more ^_^

When I’m not playing “Photographer”, I almost always delude myself that I could be a model (it can happen, you know). I’m a closeted Camwhore, yes. And who can blame me if my pictures turn out good 80% of the time.

Yummy Gummy Mummy as quoted from Eda =)

Oriental Garden

Bunny Mummies

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A friend came to my home away from home one day and told the problems she had with her best friends. While she narrates, me and a few other friends listened quietly and emphatized. At the end of her sobs, she told me they had broken up. We were amused by this and did not hesitate to tell her so.

For us, we don’t use the term ‘best friend’ to describe our closests friends. There is no need to say to the world “Hey, this is my BEST FRIEND,” and later when the friendship turns sour, everyone would somehow use the term to justify ‘getting back together’.

Personally, I have never used the term since I was nine and am not ashamed to admit it. The distraught friend said that was ‘the saddest thing I’ve ever heard’. Not for me, because I am blessed with with soul mates that I can depend on. I’m lucky that every step of my life, I have found someone that could be with me through the end.

The moon must've been blue because everyone was there :p

There’s the girls that I spent five years with in high school. Yes, we went our ways after SPM (Neng went away after PMR) but we somehow found time to spare to get together, eat, talk and catch up. I must admit that I’ve never been close with every single one of them at the same time but nevertheless, we run in the same circle and that was kept us close. We had bouts of disagreements/ dislike with each other but sooner or later we drift back together. For us, it was a natural thing without anything to force or be forced.

I miss my crazy housemate

Then there’s the girls that I shared a household with for two years. What’s great about sharing a home with them was that we’re polar opposites but we managed to find a way to tolerate each other. And I must say that we balance each other out with our personalities and interests. While two of us don’t mind spending the night out, the other two wants to be safe in our home. While two of us are neat freaks, the other two care less about sweeping and dusting. Try putting a devil-may-care person, a high strung mouse, a depositary and a frugal person together in a house and see if they can handle two whole years together.

Somehow we have the same brainwave

When I first saw this small yet intimidating girl, I would never though she could be possible stay with me until the end. We don’t really see eye to eye but we get the point of each other’s rather bizzare rationale. What freaks us more is that we usually think about the same things at almost the same time. How cool is that? I think out of all my girls, she’s the most honest (and probably, if possible, most vain ) with me.

They’ve supported me (in their own way) as much as I have supported them. Other than that, they share the same traits; they’re fun, funny and total camwhores. I love these girls and it’s impossible to love them less.

Once, a person hated me because I was cheerful all the time.

Now, even I’m annoyed at my own positiveness. In fact, I’m so positive that I’m glad to have such feelings.

The news that I’ve been waiting painstakingly for so long has already come. It is not good. I can see my dreams and hopes crashing down in front of my eyes.

Just for a moment.

I then pulled myself up, reminding myself that some people have had harder life, even lesser opportunities. I am not giving up with what I want. I won’t let it. If I do, I give thee permission to slap some sense back into me.

To my friends and the lucky ones that gotten good news, I would like to say “Congratulations! You deserved it.”

Now, who wants to buy me drinks to celebrate your succcess and hopefully soon, mine as well? =)

“The problem was, that you were my first and had set the bar high. Everyone else after you were incomparable. You impressed me.”

“What? Was I THAT memorable?”

“You were. Have confidence. Always. I really believed that you have the potential. Believe me, I know. I’m just sorry that we can’t guide you with us for the moment.”

I should have been sad when he said they wanted to let me go but I was happy with what he had said.

En. H, because of you I had treaded waters that I wouldn’t have thought twice to tread. You were optimistic with what I could do, even though I was sckeptical. For believing in me and opening the door to one possibility, I am forever grateful to you.

I lost my baby today.

I lost her to life and no amount of tears and grief will bring her back. No amount of revenge would be worth it.

All that I could do now is to remember that she was special. All I could remember is how much I loved her and how she had made me happy for being as she was.

She was only three years old and I never spent much time with her. I always have been away since the day we brought her home. The only time I get to see her was during the weekends, that if I had free time for her. I know, I’m a horrible person for not spending time with her.

Did she feel loved enough? I don’t know. I don’t know if at her age and state, she could ever feel or be loved enough. I brought her toys and treats but were those enough?

I could never imagine how bad this would hurt. How could I? I had not anticipated this kind of attachment with her, with her being so young and I was not always there. 

 She had been an amazing child. She was behaved for a little one of her age. She was full of zest, running around the living room and exploring it with her little curiosity. She was aggressive when she was angry but she was the most manja little thing when she wants to be.

I miss her.

I’ll always miss her. How could I not? She grew up right before my eyes, every year. I will miss combing through her long hair and clipping up the front part off her eyes so that she could see better, even though she prefers it covering her vision.

There’s so much more I want to say, but I can’t. I want her back but I can’t have her.

I wish I could have told her that I love her, despites all the times she bit or scratched me, my little baby bunny Oshin.

After a decade of being friends, the long anticipated trip to Penang was my first trip out of KL with my girlfriends from school. I think for the three of us (B, Sharifah and I), it was the chance to unwind and relax from hectic KL.

This was our first trip, to anywhere, on a train. The idea of it sounds romantic and nostalgic, no? Honestly, traveling by train at night is not the way to go. One, it was pitch black outside and I was waiting for a ghost to appear out the window. Two, we did not get sleep because we were afraid of missing our stop. Regardless, we safely arrive in the wee hours of the morning.

Let me just say that I enjoyed Penang a lot and would not mind to go up North again. B and Sharifah were great traveling companions and if we were to have another trip, I want to save a seat beside either of them =)

As for our hostess, she’s the best as she fed us well (B gaining 2.5 kg speaks for itself). Thanks Jules, you’re the best personal tour guide we could have.

To the three of them, thank you for the company and I can’t wait for our next trip.

Joke of the weekend:

As we pulled away from the KL Sentral Station platform

B : The train is moving. The train is moving. Eh, wait. Why is it moving backwards? Why isn’t it moving *signaling with hands* frontwards?

Me : Forward. The word is forward, darling.

B : Yes, yes. Eh, don’t tell my boss I said that, okay?

Me : Hahaha. Okay, okay.