packing!

Ak dh start kemas barang. Nak balik umah. Bile ak amik dua kotak. Terasa kerdil kotak tu nak dibandingkan ngn barang2 ak yg gile banyak neh. Ak mula bukak almari. Bju kurung je dh 25 pasang. Tshirt jeans belum kira. Apsal la ak bwk bnyk2 bju kurung bila mana ak p kelas pakai tracksuit ngn tshirt je. Bodo btul. Haha… then ak selak2 baju kurung. Tiba2 – “eh, bila plak ak de bju ni? Tak penah nmpk pon” itula ak. Bnyk sgt baju smpi baju mak ak belikn pon ak xpenah pakai. Rs2 ak dh derma tudng batu mak ak belikan spakej ngn baju raya 2 taun lepas. Ak xpenah pakai. Pertama, sbb tudung tu merah keoren-orenan. Nak kata huduh, mak belikan .ish . xbek. Jadik ak pon lipat simpan kemas2. then ada dua org bdk dtg bilik ak mintak sumbangan. Ak pon bagi tudung. “eh, tak pernah paki lg ke kak? Baru je nmpak” ak sengih. “iklas ney dik”

Berbalik kpd bilik ak yg super bersepah ni. Ak xtau mana nk mula dulu. Buku ak je dh berkotak2 punya banyak tak hingat. Tak gak dpt 4 flat. Potostat je lebey. Satu buku tebalnya boleh lumat seekor katak kalo hempuk katak tu. Huhu... then ak tgk pulak barang2 pompuan yg merepek-repek macam kotak pen la, tediber la, bunga kain gmbr smiley la, runner meja la, jam loceng helo kitty la, sume yg bukan2 dan tak perlu dalam hidup sebenarnya. Kenapa ak bawak benda2 ni?

Printer ngn periuk jgn cakap. Bapak ak siap tapaukan ak speaker lg masa ak first year. Ak tak bawak balik smpi la ak 4th year. Apsal bapak ak kurniakan speaker pon ak xtau. Maybe kalo tgk mvie sound lagi power kot. Hahaha. Nnt balik umah ak tnya.

Mari mengemas?

Stop Global Warming?? Hahah!

I went fr a window shopping with my junior Ema when I came across this cool t-shirt at Padini’s men section. So it’s fr him then. I think the printed T is sooooo cool and cute at the same time. Even though the green color might be very distinctive…

Stated there big and wide – STOP Global Warming, We Need Ice For the Party

I drew a smile across my face when it was 70% offered! So I got this cool Tshirt fr only 15.90! ……………………….until………………….

There’s something wrong abt the statement!

Knowing my bf has no idea abt GHG and Global Climate Change, I think its okay to gv him this T shirt. But then again, I dun wanna embarrass him infront of the crowd u wanna know why?

1) My bf didn’t study environmental science or agriculture science or wuteva life science field u name it. He only knows fibre optics (I dunno wth is tat anyway )

2) I am on the life science area and I knew that THE PROCESS OF MAKING ICE ITSELF CONTRIBUTES TO THE GLOBAL WARMING…hahahh! DUUUHHHH ~

My Origami Girl

Girls, i've been a member of Kotex Club since 2009 and there are loads of fun information that u can get here. All about girls, vagina, sex and periods. C’mon..u’ll be surprised that there are simple things abt ur own body that u don’t even know and realize after all this while. So, check out this cool website and have fun! Here is one Origami Girl which represent me and help me carrying a message fr a good cause. What r u waiting fr? click nw and read what's inside Aisyah's Origami Girl. Xoxo.

errrmmmm.....

Looking at my empty cookie jar…
Looking at my sleeping roommate…
Looking at empty coffee mug.. I started thinking

I need to buy some Chips Ahoy and Hazlenut Chipsmore …
I need to wake her up, she’s been sleeping for hours. Not moving even an inch.
I need some express coffee maker. Duuhh

Not really. I need and outing.
I need to go out from my silent-stuffy-dark as if somebody’s dead here-room.

Akhirnya!

Akhirnya, setelah 2 bulan xhujan..KK hujan…
Huh. Xsngka ak teruja sgt ngn ujan smpi ak dok brdiri bwh hujan selama 5 menet
There’s something abt rain that soothes ur heart don’t u thnk?
I love rainy day.

H.O.M.E =(

I'm having a severe PMS nw. I even cried over Eveybody’s Fine. (T_T). It’s a story of a forgotten father. Hwaaaa…. Nw I miss my Abah like hell. I miss mum too. Bt Robert De Niro gave me this sense of missing my father more. Ick. =(

And Paul Mc Cartney’s singing at the back…..

”For so long I was out in the cold,
and I taught myself to believe every story I told.
It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the sun,
but it's been too long. Now I wanna come home”

”Came so close to the edge of defeat.
But I made my way in the shade, keeping out of the heat.
It was fun shooting out of the stars, looking into the sun,
but it's been too long. Now I wanna come home”

”Home. Where's there's nothing but sweet surrender,
to the memories from afar.
Home. To the place where the truth lies waiting,
we remember who we are”

”For too long I was out on my own.
Every day I spent trying to prove I could make it alone.
It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the sun,
but it's been too long. Now I wanna come home”

p/s ; H.o.m.e.s.i.c.k

10 years later....

Why isit that everytime I update my thesis , its like killing me? Isn’t thesis supposed to be our area of expertise when it comes to choosing what kind of area you’re interested in doing research on to?? Argh. I’m lost. Wonder what I’m going to tell my children when they saw my dust-covered-half eaten by book mites-smelly-and-filthy-yet-freakin’-thick-thesis in our basement. “mum, check out, what’s this?” its written on the first page ~ For my mom and dad thanx for your love, support and acknowledgment.

First, my mum and dad haven’t had any idea what her daughter had been through in finishing her thesis. Second, thanx fr the cash dad. It helped

I would tell my little girl….

Future me : “look, Ana ( I hvnt decided with the name yet), wanna know something? Mommy did a data research on cattle sire called Stud Brahman”

Ana : what is a sire mom?

Future me : cattle’s daddy. (I will laugh). Like, a male cattle? Big, old? Strong?

Ana : what did they do?

Future me : They’re genetically fantastic, where they produce powerful babies , in term of heavier growth rate and wean faster than any other baby cattle. Help the industry towards better production, and self sufficiency.

Ana : silent.

Future me : silent.

Ana : is Daddy a powerful sire?

Future me : errrmmm…


p/s : sayang, joking! =P

Sebab ak malas layan Malay movies kt cinema ..

Penah x korang rs cm “Apsal la ak tgk cte ni” atau “alamak, pkwe ak dh bli tket dulu” atau.. “weyh, ni la sbb men beli je tiket mane yg dekat timing dowh, kalo tau ak dok depan screen first line cte Joni Dep, bia sakit tengkuk jgn sakit jiwa tgk cte cmni” Well, I did (sadly quite a few times) encounter these kind of thing. Here are some reasons why I hate typical Malay movies.

1) Raja Farah shop for fruits every morning like bananas and papayas dua tiga bijik to make facial mask (Saloon).

2) Que Haidar went berserk carrying a violin all around his faculty which is “Human Resource Faculty” in UPM, kamera siap focus nama fac…duuuh.agak2 ar, fac seni ke ley tahan lg (Selamat Pagi Cinta)

3) Salesperson went off road promoting weird stuffs with his BOSS; in obviously deserted area jalan kaki (I’m Not Single).

4) The same chair, is the same chair after 22 years, stood still, same color, same condition (Sepi).

5) Fazura wore only RED colored clothing during her marriage life with Pierre before her husband died, (of course from chronic illness, where she worn red, also, as expected. Hahaha (Selamat Pagi Cinta)

6) Nk tdo mekup sket punye tebal xhingat. Bgn pagi everytime breakfast, minum susu atau jus oren, dengan baju tido. Hahahaha (applies to all malay movies) org Melayu breakfast ngn kopi , Teh-O, bkn plain milk with cut-off-crusts toast. Cis. Credits to Nur Kasih, ari2 bekfes nasi lemak.

7) Asal kaya je, men golf, lepas pukul bola, kamera xfokus bola. Lalalala =P

8) Pembantu rumah org kaya2 ni, msti org Msia, mak temah la, wak tungkik la….padahal, susah benor nak dpat pembntu rumah mesia… nak2 yg comey2 montel2 cm makcik2 tu. =P

9) Mahesh, one deaf and dumb boy, got to learn in normal highschool alongwith other normal students (Talentime)

10) Bab2 bomoh2 xyah mention. Sume tahap bukak bumbung, berasap2, gegar rumah punye teknik halau setan wakakaka (applies to ALL typical malay kunun-seram movies..

11) Dubbing lari kahkah3. Suara kuar lambat (sume filem *&^%$ korang taw kn..)

Banyak lg ak nk list down, tp kang kata ckp cm bagus plak ak wt short movie pon xpenah..Tapi, sebagai rkyat Msia, I tgk jugak those craps….sokong perfileman Msia bro… cume rs nk claim balik tiket plak pas tgk. Rs nk bakar cinema pon ade.

p/s : credits to film by Khabir Bhatia…90% of his film worth watching. Nw how come Indian knows best abt Malay culture plak? Naahhh…..

Kanak-kanak yg hilang akhirnya ditemui!

p/s: kakak ak fwd email die kt ak..pic ni... lolz.

Life's a B.e.a.c.h ?

Life’s a beach when you have everything u wanted in your life. When everything fall smoothly onto places, when troubles run away from you, when your friends stick with you unconditionally, when u boyfriend understands unquestionably, when ur families are close by, when daisies in your garden blooms, when ur cat sleep quietly on ur lap, when ur favorite song’s playing on the radio, when food you cook taste like heaven, when the sky’s always blue,
and… when somebody didn’t just broke your heart.

And life’s a bitch, simply when everything’s vice versa.

Summer season in Sbh??

I don’t wanna sound annoying (fr putting this up on my blog) or unthankful (fr putting this up after rainy season ended coz I babbled day and night about wanting to see the Sun and hang my clothes etc etc) or disgrace (fr putting this up realizing the ‘after world’ is much more hotter than this) but hey…I’m burning here in Sabah. Its been a month and a half since the last drop of rain kissed the ground.
One of my friend said she now looks like Jessica Alba, u know, the color of skin which is not so white and not even that tanned. i wonder what color Jessica will be if she’s here now… Oprah Winfrey? I pouted my mouth and replied her..’ah, Nicole Kidman shud be here ..she’s waaaayyy too white..” =P

Gosh… it’s nt abt skin, sunblocks are on shelves everywhere (though the price suddenly fluctuated last 3 days…whteva~) . It’s abt this dry and hot air blowing into my room when I just got back from class, tired, sweating like a pig and forgotten to pick up some ice cold canned drinks on my way back. Life is easy in California, you can just strip off in the middle of a crowd. But nt here, my typical-village-girl-roomate wud stare at me like I just gotten my head bald if im wearing only my towel walking inside ‘our’ room.
Aaaahhh….rain….rainnnnn…..i need yoouuu….

p/s: they said frogs calls out rain…bullshit. One stewpid frog inside a drain near my block was squawking like hell fr 2 weeks. (is it called squawking? haha). No rain still. But he went silent the third week. Maybe a snake nearby eavesdropped his voice and ate him. R.I.P froggy ~

Bus

I waited for 40 mins for the campus bus to come tis morning. I always hate two facts. 1st, how I wish I have a car to drive around campus. 2nd I wish I have a car to drive around campus and don’t hv to ride the bus anymore. For that, I always hate another two facts. 1st , I hate not to be able to sit when the bus is full. 2nd, again, not be able to sit when the bus is freaaakkkinn’ full with a picture of me holding thick textbook (thank god my illegally copied Animal Disease textbook was compiled to A5 version courtesy of my friend &^$3@ (name censored), hahaha, so I suffered less, it was lighter..by 1 kilo?)

So its tis mrning everybody cramped onto the bus like bacteria invading RBC, though campus buses have two entrances, ppl always forget that the back door is for exit and the front door is, obviously, for entrance. So when this simple rule is not followed, chaos happens. How I wished we obey the rules… how I wished the two entrances bus was not even invented ~

Julie & Julia

Knowing the fact that I hv an exam coming this Monday and I’m writing this crap just doesn’t really make sense. But I feel the urge to write abt smthg. I watched Julie & Julia yesterday. Julia inspired Julie to cook and guess what , Julie inspired me to write!. Haha. I had a blog before, but I don’t really have the time to write in (didn’t even know why I even created it in the first place..) so it's been terminated. (I guess ~) haha. Simply put I don’t really feel like writing in it anymore. So here’s the 2^nd. Life’s a divine Chaos. Cheers ~ !