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Visit a new country

Travel

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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my life...so you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Friday, May 27, 2005

    Flattery is like cologne water, to be smelt of, not swallowed.
    -- Josh Billings

    As you wipe off beads of sweat slowly, you say,"im not there yet.."- Maroon 5


    I hate flattery sometimes. If its sincere flattery, you honestly dont know how to reply, and at the same time, if its insincere, you have profanity in your mouth just waiting to escape and disguise itself as sarcasm. I wish I knew how to take flattery. Its the awkward adolecent in me resurfacing.

    Today, I was woken by the security guard and Housing Services guy coming to do an audit of my room, making sure I didnt steal/sell anything *rolls eyes* and such. I swear, if the Housing guy wasnt so sweet, I would have yelled at them for waking me, *sniff*.

    So, in a flash of inspiration, one night, a few days back, I actually sat by my pc, fiddled with my hair and decided I needed a hair cut. But oh, it was already 3 am, and well, no hair place would obviously be open. It crossed my mind multiple times over the past semester to do *something with my hair* and well, that night, May 19th, I believe, I took out my scissors and voila.

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    See, I was confident that in case I massacred my hair, I had no class the next day, so I would then head straight to the nearest hair place to fix it. But it turned out okay. Now, Im not saying that Im a great hairdresser, but if accounting doesnt work out, I think the fact that I didnt butcher my hair means that at the very least, means that I have hair dressing as an option.

    Though John D (my younger bro) may not agree as I butchered his hair years back which caused him to shave everything off.


    So, today, I attended the last class of my semester. Do you guys remember when I just started? Funny how fast the semester went by. Even funnier how I have learned nothing at all o_0. Ha ha and ha, Im so thankful I have a two week study break, in which I will lock myself indoors and attempt to cram a semesters worth of information into my head in order to survive the finals. Hee.

    Amusing bit of news. My friends, Gretch and Shwe, went to watch Star Wars 3 and then came out ranting, raving, profaning in all senses of the word because they didnt know Anakin would to the Dark Side. They were like: why didnt you TELL us, and I was like, I um, thought you knew..? *whoops*

    And today, Friday, its 5 am, I just came from a study session, and tomorrow, Gretch and I are gonna watch a movie, head for her dentist appointment and maybe go dancing or well, hit the books. Im thinking the latter, but you never know what side Ill be on, especially on a weekend.

    I <3 weekends. They are teh beautiful. Plus, mom and dad might come see me. Bless. I miss 'em.

    Monday, May 23, 2005

    "S ex is a joke in heaven?"
    "From what Ive heard, its a joke around here too"
    -Dogma


    *wry laugh*

    Im back from dinner out. I finally had a good meal, after a weekend of mee goreng and roti johns. Lol. Deep Fried Fish with Nestum, yo. And desserts at our fave ice cream place, um, Desserts, lol, was good. Bubblegum ice cream!! lol!

    I used to be a prawn addict. It worries me that lately, I dont crave the stuff so much.

    So, the weekend was a mix of two extremes. While Friday night was a night out (parade! I felt like a lil kid! rain forest! dancing!) happening as heck, my Saturday was a night in, quiet and chilled out with my girls.

    Sunday was of me sleeping, recovering, recuperating and the final football matches of the uni football leagues. Tense. It was a great game, that final.

    Oh, and Arsenal beat Man U. Mwaha.

    You know, when yorue depressed, some people go for poetry, others to therapists. Others seek to be alone, but Ive found, that for me, a good heart to heart session with the people you love, or just their company, with no need to say anything at all, thats what I go for. Cheers, my ladies.

    Revenge Of The Sith was the bomb. Spoilers for the movie in this entry so please dont continue reading if you dont want them. :)

    I walked in expecting a great movie, sure, but I was blown away. Hayden
    could actually act in this one, for one thing, from the time he reacted to Natalies pregnancy confession (AW!), to his struggle to choose between Mace Windu or Palpatine, to the jedi massacre scene ("Sir Skywalker, theres too many of them, what are we going to do?" *brandishes light saber* *cue gasp from me*) to when he accused Padme of being with Obi Wan, to just WOW.

    I did not expect the Jedis to go down so...sadly. They were outnumbered and betrayed. And Ewan Mcgregor has to one of the finest actors of his generation! "You were the Chosen One! You were supposed to destroy the Sith, not join them!" Props to him!!

    Natalie's role was purely to look beautiful :/ But there was a hint of the old Padme when she breathed,"So this is how liberty dies. With thundering applause." I Love That Line.

    There was still no chemistry between Natalie and Hayden, but plenty between Yoda and the wookies, lol! CHEWBACCA!

    I loved it!

    The action scenes, ah! And the scene were they put that Darth Vader mask on Anakins ruined face...oh my God. I just felt all goosebumpy.

    What a way to go.

    Its a superb closure to the Star Wars saga. Georgie Lucas did not disappoint. Okay, I didnt like the film as a whole, some parts were just patchy for me, but the individual scenes I adored totally made the movie for me.

    I WANNA WATCH IT AGAIN.

    Im planning to steal my friends Star Wars DVDs and watch 'em, have a marathon. Sounds good to me. But who am I gonna con to watch with me, hmm. Its weird how no one Im close to seems to want to watch Star Wars! Why why why!?!

    Wednesday, May 18, 2005

    Here's my philosophy on dating. It's important to have somebody that can make you laugh, somebody you can trust, somebody that, y'know, turns you on... And it's really, really important that these three people don't know each other. -one tree hill

    Oh, boy, that really cracked me up when I first read it. And the fact that its actually semi true burns, doesnt it?

    Today was one of thsoe days where so many things went right, but at the same time, so many things went wrong, that I just needed to crash in bed.

    So, Im possibly watching the Star Wars premiere here Wednesday, 11 pm. Possibly. lets hope that works out, because if so, um SQUEE!

    *ahem*

    I really am such a dork =D

    Who visits my blog? *sniff* I know I get visitors!! I know lovely Joeys one of them, but who else. Yeah, I certifiably need to curb my curiousity, huh?

    Im in my hostel, its almost 3 am here and I just woke up earlier because Ive been asleep all day. Why, you ask? Sadly, I must divulge the regretful information that I finally succumbed to fever. I cant breathe and my throat burns. I hate being sick, its just so..energy sucking. That came out weird. I think my system is just shutting down from overwork, overstress and maybe even overprawns. *ducks* too many nights out at fave places, anyone?

    So, Ive rediscovered a love for posting. Yay, much?

    Movies I have to see: War of The Worlds, Serenity, Star Wars 3.

    I miss my mommy. If she was here, she'd take care of pathetic sickly me *sniff*.

    Sickly or not, Im gonna go see STAR WARS3! Lightsabers and Yoda, what could be cooler?

    Sunday, May 15, 2005

    We are our own devils; we drive ourselves out of our Edens.
    ~Johann Goethe


    It boggles my mind that I have well over a thousand hits on my blogspot, and no taggers. Who's been visiting? Why visit and not tag? How am I supposed to know if what Ive written is of any interest? Tsk. *hints to visitors*

    Should I write day by day accounts or my reflections? Hmm. This will never be aOMGTODAYIWENTTOCOFFEEBEEANANDTHENTOTHEMALLANDTHENPARTY blog but I could try. What do you want to read? Otherwise, Ill just write whatever I want to.

    Sometimes I think most people dont want to be happy, if only because its easier to find things to lament about than to be joyful about. Its the sad teary cherub at the back of the room who gets the attention, not the crazy chick grinning in the foreground.

    Its like happiness is something most people are always striving for and aching for, they want a big explosion to signal the advent of their happiness, not realising that sometimes, not all the time, but sometimes, happiness can be in the little moments ane random occurences. And people dont see those things as anything to really be happy about anymore in this bling bling obssessed, drama fixated world that the media has helped spawn.

    Wow, I can beat around the bush really well, cant I? The above was short for: get over yourselves, emos. Okay, except for what Im feeling emo, then thats okay. Im rereading my old Animorphs (*ducks frm tomatoes*) series. Tobias was emo before emo knew it was cool.

    Updates on self issues are abundant. Interesting? Im not so sure. So maybe Ill skip that.

    Can you believe Star Wars Episode 3 is coming out on May 18th in cinemas here? Pirated copy or a blessing, I am so watching it. I dont care! =D

    Everyone must see American History X. It is teh wonder.

    And all must dance in the rain at least once in their lifetimes.

    Sunday, May 08, 2005

    Homesickness is just a state of mind for me. I'm always missing someplace or something. I'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. My life has been one long longing.
    Prozac Nation


    Too many things have happened since my last blog to actually write with a clear head, so Im just gonna leave you guys with an assurance that Im okay, albeit the fact that im drowning in assignments, my girl friends rock, Im gonna grow old and alone with cats, I played soccer again this semester and life is generally a ok. And my course, Christine, is Accounting & Information Systems.

    Here are some photos for you all. :) All taken on the same night. I love my girls.

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    Me looking dead.

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    Being goofy on the staircase.

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    Ah, eye bags!

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    My girls, Shwe, Ilma, Gretchel and Barke.

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