Risk of Rain

S-N-O-W

2012-02-06T05:32:00.000Z

When you live somewhere with such unpredictable weather, it's advisable to check the weather forecast every morning. Of course locals don't really do it because they're used to it, but I ain't one and I can't afford to walk to uni freezing my butt off.

In England, the sun is NOT a sign of heat. It may be bright and sunny out there, but don't you once be fooled into thinking that it's warm. Yeah, she's played tricks on me a few times when I was a newcomer. I know better now!

Exams and deadlines have been stressing me out for the past few weeks. SO much that I've been wishing for miracles to happen to cheer me up... and by miracles I mean snow. Every time I check online, BBC says that it'll snow but it NEVER snows. Never!

On Saturday though, BBC showed 2 snowflakes under the cloud instead of 1 so I got a bit hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, it might snow.

I carried on the day as normal — did my groceries, cleaned my room and all that. Later on in the evening I went to a friend's house for dinner but at the back of my mind I was just thinking of snow. As the evening progressed, I was getting tweets and texts from friends saying that it's snowing at their place. First Nottingham... Manchester... London... but not Kent. Damn.

In the midst of watching TV, I had the urge to look out the window. What I saw made me jump and squeal like a little girl — I practically forced my friend to walk me home just so that I could enjoy the snow with someone else. ~~so that she can take pictures of me in the snow~~

Snow has GOT to be one of the perks of living overseas. When you've lived in a tropical country like Malaysia your whole life, a slight variation in the weather is like a miracle from the heavens. I remember my first time seeing snow... those were the days — November 2010 to be precise (I've lost weight since then, too).

How I've missed making snowballs.

Meet my very cacat snowman. His name is Mr Fluffy.

Who knew ice could be so fun to play with?

I didn't realise it was so late when it first started snowing so by the time I was done playing in the snow, it was around 5am. I was SO upset to get back inside despite having drenched hair from all the snowballs thrown at me.

I didn't want to stop playing. :(

I doubt that it'll start snowing again the following week so it won't be too long until all the snow freezes over and I ask myself why I even like snow in the first place. But I really do wish for the snow to remain until the end of next week because my little brother will be visiting me!

I know he'd be ecstatic seeing snow for the first time so I really hope there'll still be snow left for him to play with. ♥ Until then, I'll be counting down the days until I'm reunited with him, my parents and the rest of my huge family :)

miss me?

2012-02-01T15:13:00.000Z

Last time I blogged was 2 weeks ago........ that's not so bad right?? Hahah. Don't hate me, please. I try to strike a balance between being a good blogger, person and student but my busy schedule only allows me to choose 1 and a half.

I can't believe it's February already — there goes the first month of 2012! Last weekend I made a trip to London to meet a few people. While I was making my way there, I noticed my best friend SS's BBM status said she was in London. Without much thinking, of course I had to make plans with her even though she was there for a UKEC event.

I'm her best friend in the whole wide world, duh she'd make time for me. I met up with her on a bright and sunny Saturday morning. She was being a diva and demanded that we get nasi lemak for breakfast. Me being the less demanding one just agreed lah.

I was walking up and down this one street because SS wouldn't give me clear directions. By the miracle of God, our paths finally crossed in the end. All was good. Well, not really. The restaurant she wanted to eat at was closed.

Not to worry, it's just nasi lemak. So we decided maybe we'll get a Chinese or Western breakfast instead and made our way to Queensway. But in between complaining about her tired feet and updating me on her life, SS decided she still wanted nasi lemak so we stopped by Malaysian hall instead. =p

You see what I've to go through??

I still love her though... indecisiveness and all.

I decided to wear dresses during the weekend just for fun.

After a lovely Malaysian breakfast, SS had an event to run off to while I had to meet up with other friends. I needed to use the bathroom first while my superstar of a bestfriend needed to touch up her hair and do her make-up. Fair enough, I had to fix my suddenly limp hair as well.

Somehow I can imagine us being this way well into our 20s. I turn 20 this summer!

While SS made her way to her event in a shiny, black cab, I hopped onto one tube to another to get to Harrods!

I've not stepped into Harrods since I was 14!! Can you imagine?? The place was suprisingly not as dull as I remembered it to be. It was quite pleasant and I saw so many Alexander McQueen scarves which I'd die to have around my neck... but as for now, my Zara scarves will do. :)

My weekends in London are never complete without seeing my silly cousins so I spent my Sunday with them.

Sometimes I wonder where all my time goes. In between worrying about my future and just about everything in between, I do tend to overlook the wonderful people and blessings I do have in my life right now.

They say student life are the best years of your life and you'll miss it when you grow up. I certainly will. The silly things, the laughter, travelling.... the all nighters and assignments, not so much. Meh.

Ooh, I'm supposed to blog about my 2nd trip to Manchester over the winter holidays - I'll TRY and do that this weekend. Bear with me. =D Btw, I wrote this post after seeing @sweetyfinaz's tweet so here you go. Enjoy. :)

twenty-twelve

2012-01-14T02:35:00.000Z

I did it again haven't I? I made you guys wait in frustration for the next blog post. Well, I'm here now and I'll blog about my 9-day trip to Manchester when I get the time. Uni begins on Monday and I'm NOT looking forward to it at all. Every atom in my body is dreading the beginning of spring term! :'(

It's already 2 weeks into 2012 and I've not made a single post dedicated to my goals and wishes for the new year. I don't want to delay that anymore so here it goes! But first, lets review 2011 for a bit.

New Years used to excite me like crazy but when you're as old as me (hah, I'm not that old), another year is just another truckload of challenges and scary events waiting to swallow you whole.

I don't know why but a part of me is still stuck in 2010. I think it's because it was a turning point in my life — A-levels, moving to a new country to further my studies and just about everything else. 2010 was just horrible for me and I'm glad it's all in the past.

2011 however was another big turning point for me. A lot took place in the past year for me. Ok, maybe not a lot but each 'major' event that took place in 2011 affected me strongly. Of course not everyone can see the impact but trust me, I can feel it.

What 2011 taught me...

- to pick myself up whenever I fell

- to find strength deep within myself to let go

- to not depend on others

- to find solace in my prayers

- that it's ok to make mistakes because being human is to err

- to find happiness in every little thing

- that my family really is amazing

- to let things happen

- that I've a whole life ahead of me

**2011 post**

I also lost my beloved grandmother last year and that really shook me. But thankfully, it brought out inner-strength which I never knew I had and it brought my family and I closer.

I can't predict how this year will turn out but I hope and pray that whatever happens, it'll change me for the better and teach me a few good lessons.

This year's resolutions:

- Eat healthier

- Achieve a toned tummy

- Learn to love myself
- Give all assignments my ALL

- Stop procrastinating and actually get work done

- Grab every opportunity that comes my way

- Put my trust in God more
- Thank God everyday for my blessings

Btw, if you've been reading this blog since my boarding school days then you'd have read these 2 blog posts (here and here) which says how I wanted to be 53kg at the end of 2011. While I was in Manchester, I borrowed my friend's weighing scale and GUESS how much I weigh now??

I'm 51kg!!! I was actually REALLY surprised. In October I was 56kg; I didn't think I'd lose anymore weight especially since I haven't exercised since August but I've miraculously achieved my goal and more! Phew.

Next goal: 49kg? We'll see :)

An unconventional Christmas

2012-01-07T02:00:00.000Z

This post is a little late but hey, better late than never. Just like how Hari Raya (or Eid) is the biggest celebration for a Malay/Muslim, Christmas is a very special and highly anticipated day of the year for the English.

And I say English and not Christians because England is a very secular country; a lot of people (but not all) who celebrate Christmas don't see it as a religious celebration but more of an occasion to bond with their family.

Nearly the whole of London was shut down on Christmas day leaving my best friend and I with little to nothing to do.

Well, that's not completely true. We had the great city of London at our doorstep; there was still plenty to do. For starters, Edgeware Road was around the corner and because the area is mostly Arab-dominated, all the restaurants and small shops there were open.

Similarly like Hari Raya, people here eat tons of yummy food during their Christmas dinner. Although SS and I don't celebrate the special occasion, we'd make up any excuse to have good food. We had an English/Mediterranean dinner at Salt Bar.

After a rather filling dinner, we decided to venture the streets of London despite the cold. Btw, I'm still a little disappointed that it hasn't snowed so far. :( But I guess it's for the best; it'd be a pain having to walk everywhere in the snow!

I digress, SS and I walked around the streets and snapped a few pictures along the way. :p We also passed by Tony Blair's house for fun; the guards always intimidate me with their guns so I powerwalked pass his house. You know, just in case.

Christmas lights are so pretty, they make the world seem like fairyland at night.

I love my fluffy eskimo coat; keeps me so snug and warm. :)

I'm so glad I had my best friend with me during the beginning of the holidays.

I find this picture funny. It's like the coat's swallowed me whole.

I don't know about you, but I like walking around town with a friend. It's so therapeutic to get some fresh air while talking about everything under the sky with a loved one. That's just me, I appreciate the simple things in life.

I think sometimes life goes by too fast and all your thoughts and worries begin to bring you down without you even knowing. I'm an expressive person, so if I can't paint or write my stress away, talking to someone is the next best thing.

Winter holidays are ending in 10 days......... someone save me.

Dinner with Charlie

2012-01-05T21:33:00.001Z

Hey guys, you know I love you all right? I have a good excuse for not updating my blog plus being inactive on Facebook. Guess where I've been for the past 7 days?? Manchester!! =) I've been enjoying myself immensely with my good friend Farah. But that's not why I couldn't blog, I didn't bring my MacBook while hers was fully dysfunctional.

After many failed attempts at reviving her MacBook, she made an appointment at Apple's Genius Bar and got her MacBook fixed. So now I've some time to spare to blog before hitting my Law and Public Affairs books again. Darn exams.

I'm a young adult but my parents still worry about me as if I'm 12! So while I've been hanging around in London, they've been telling their friends and relatives in England to keep an eye out for me. Sigh.

It's not all bad though, because most of the people that end up 'babysitting' me bring me to really cool places to eat. A few days before Christmas, Charlie brought me to Hibiscus, a posh restaurant in Mayfair. It's ranked 9th on the 2012 Good Food Guide.

Even though I brought my camera that night, I didn't take any pictures! Thankfully, Charlie's an amazing photographer and snapped a few pictures of the dinner.

I would love to give a detailed critque on every dish I had but I'm going to be honest here; food is food. You can serve food in a posh setting, hike up the price, use a rare ingredient but it'd STILL end up in your tummy. So lets put it this way — the food was amazing.

I remembered tasting so many flavours in one dish — culinary arts is so fascinating. I had these cakes which had a spicy aftertaste which is kind of strange because you'd usually associate cakes with sweetness, and yet they tasted so wonderful.

But of course gourmet food isn't for everyone because sometimes a large pizza is way more filling than a dish that takes only 3 bites to finish. Personally, I appreciate any cuisine that tastes good. Like I said, food is food.

You can't tell in the previous pictures because I had my hair tied up but Charlie did my hair a few hours before the dinner at the salon. I love big, wavy hair.

Oh, I know it's kinda late but I want to wish ALL my readers a Happy New Year!! I hope you all have a blessed year and may all your dreams come true. Lots of love.

Rainbow chocolate

2011-12-26T21:07:00.000Z

I think one of the many reasons I love London (or England) is because it seems to be an 'easy' location for friends and family overseas to visit. My friends who study in the USA and Australia seem to have little difficulties making a holiday trip to London — I guess part of the reason is because London or England in general has a big (and growing) Malaysian community.

Fun fact: As of 2011, Malaysia is the second largest supplier of overseas undergraduates in the UK, right after China. It's crazy right?! Having said that, the difference in the numbers supplied by China and Malaysia is BIG but coming in second on that list is quite something.

I digress, my friend Allia (who studies in Australia) was in London for a month! She flew back to Malaysia yesterday, and so did my bestie SS. I finally got to see her last week — although a short encounter — it was awesome. :)

Me, SS and Allia had a yummy Malaysian lunch in Chinatown.

Random: I think I've gone pale? But in some pictures I remain so tanned! Strange.

In Leceister Square.

Check out what's in our hands: bubble tea yo! FINALLY, after sooo many months!

Aside from Chinatown, guess what else was in Leicester Square?

M&M's World!

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I never knew such heavenly places existed on earth. I had less than half an hour to venture the place because I had yet another hair appointment at the salon (yes, my brother pointed out how it's becoming a routine now).

These are my favourite range of colours. I don't know why but I'm just in love with blue and green colours. I think they're such soothing colours.

The yellows and reds are nice as well, I admit. Maybe I just LOVE pretty colours?

Looking at all these colours are inspiring me to paint or at least change the colour of my bedroom walls. But I don't think my landlord would be happy if I painted his walls aquamarine...

In case you were wondering, I didn't get myself any M&M's that day. I don't/can't eat chocolate unless I crave it. I'm weird that way.

To M&M lovers out there, this is the place to be. They were in all sorts of funky packaging.

Ah yes, there were numerous life-size M&M figures all over the place.

But I was more interested in their impressive collection of M&M dispensers.

I'll always remember the yellow, palm-sized M&M dispenser I had as a kid; it's long gone now. Picture an M&M character that could easily fit your hand and dispensed M&Ms whenever you pushed down it's arm. As a kid, it was magical to me! I've no idea where it disappeared to over the years. :(

M&M's World boasts having four floors of absolute fun and rainbow madness; so if you're ever bored in London, you can bring out your inner-child and kill a good hour or so in there.

And if you're normal unlike me, you'd actually come out with a bag of funky M&M merchandise or at least one box of M&M's. When and if my little brother visits me, I'm SO bringing him here! I'm just afraid that the matured one might be him....

An awesome start to the holidays

2011-12-25T04:06:00.000Z

It's been 10 days into my 4 week winter break and I'm having tons and tons of fun! I've tried blogging about 5 times throughout the week but EVERY time I do, a text or a message on FB chat distracts me and I end up giving up on blogging. I'm sorry but my social life seems to come back alive during the holidays.

A week before term ended, I was beginning to question myself whether my holidays were going to be enjoyable at all. My friends and family made my choice to stay back in England this winter seem like the craziest thing I could possibly do. And I'm like say whaa-aat?!

I honestly didn't see how it was going to be bad. I've been living/studying here for a year so it's not like this place is completely foreign to me. If anything, I see England as my second home now — I know how to get to places, I know the people and I speak English don't I?!

Anyway, last Tuesday I met up with my really awesome friend Ferouz. I brought her to Noodle Oodle to have a taste of Chinese/Malaysian cuisine!

The food was sooo good. I'm salivating just thinking about it.

She liked my soya cincau so she ordered another for herself. :p

We were surrounded by Malaysians in the restaurant. I was telling her how Queensway is kind of the 'hood' for Malaysians like how Edgeware Road is the hood for Arabs.

Next, we decided to have dessert at Waffle Palace. My non-existent diet was ruined.

I followed Ferouz's steps in ordering a cup of coffee. Big mistake — this little rascal kept me up til early morning!

The waffles were to die for; I had mine with Nutella.

Ferouz looking at her best friend with such adoration.

With tummies nice and full, we burnt some of the calories off by walking all the way back to the flat. I love walking to places with a friend; the conversations make distances shorter. And I'm a Gemini, I love talking to people (provided that they are sane and not full of it).

At first I thought we were going to just head back and watch TV til we fall asleep but Ferouz was in the mood for shisha. Who makes shisha better than the Middle-Easterers? So to Edgeware Road we went...

... more specifically, Salt Bar. This place has really yummy mediterranean food and they make yummy juice mixes too. The music they play is almost always awesome so that adds to the good vibes.

So that was another 2-3 hours spent talking about everything under the sun. I think two of the things I enjoy doing most with friends are just talking and LAUGHING. I can never forget the funny memories shared between my friends and I, despite having plenty!

It's been a very wet winter this year. I'm slightly disappointed that it hasn't snowed at all. :(

From the looks of it, it's most likely not going to snow at all this winter especially since the temperatures have been relatively warm! Ok fine, 2-11˚C isn't exactly warm for Malaysian standards but for English standards, it kinda is? =\

Back to my evening with Ferouz — she slept over and we did what girls typically do during a sleepover: facial masks, hot tea, magazines, TV and *eherm* camwhore. Anything is crazy fun when you're with the right company. :)

Next day:

Typically, we woke up past noon. I blame the coffee for keeping me awake til early morning, but as for Ferouz... she really had no excuse. :p But come on, it's the holidays. Who wakes up early?! We could have slept in much longer but then we'd be late for the arrival of no one other than my best friend SS!

Days before even coming to London, SS was telling me about her cravings for dim sum at Selfridge's so we had no choice really. I'm not complaining though, because both Ferouz and I were in the mood for Asian cuisine anyways!

Dessert was frozen yoghurt at pinkberry. Sooo good.

I was so happy that SS finally got to meet Ferouz in real life (especially since I love her bits!). Whenever we have our skype calls, I always pop in all these names that become so familiar to SS but she never gets to see the faces of these awesome people unless I include them on my blog.

Ferouz had to meet up with her mummy right after dessert so after we departed, SS and I cruised along Oxford Street. I love the Christmas decorations; they're so pretty.

Selfridge's — my second home. ♥

Wednesday ended on a perfect note; the company of my best friend and

CUPCAKES :D

As you can see, the start of my holidays couldn't have been more perfect. More awesome things took place during the week and hopefully you'll see them on my blog soon. If you don't, please don't hate me. Just smile and be happy because it's a sign that I'm enjoying my holidays to the fullest! :)

Hi Fathin, please don't kill me. :)

Winter break!

2011-12-18T03:28:00.001Z

It's finally term break — in other words — a month off uni! To be fair, this term has gone by a lot faster than expected. At first it seemed as if the holidays were never going to come, but after the first deadline, the rest of the term was on fast forward.

I'll be spending my winter holidays in England this year. Yes, sorry Malaysia and my fans back home (hahah AS IF!). My English friends think I'm nuts for not wanting to escape this cold climate but I'm actually excited to be spending my holidays here.

I hate long flights (they stress me out), adjusting to a different time-zone is always a PAIN and I've revision to do this month. So I thought... hey, why not stay? And it's not like I've absolutely NO ONE this holiday. So many of my Malaysian friends are in the UK plus I've relatives and family friends here and there. It's all good.

I'll be London-bound for a while. In fact, I just arrived here a few hours ago and am happily tucked in under the covers.

The cold is making me sleepy but I shall fight the urge to sleep and blog. Cue to go 'awww RS you're the best!' My silliness aside, I think I ought to 'review' my fall/winter term. Hmm, where do I begin?

I'll be honest, I've wanted to rip my hair out at least 3 times throughout the term. Deadlines, stress, a certain horrible individual plus the loss of my beloved grandmother weren't exactly the ingredients to a happy academic term.

In spite of everything, I pulled through. I may have stumbled along the way but I got back up and I have my family, my lovely uni friends and the strength God gave me to thank. I didn't get a chance to blog about the lovely 'survival goodie bag' I got from my friends in October.

I was in Hafsa's room when Ferouz came in and surprised me with a bag full of goodies which proved to be sooo helpful in the following weeks. Temi, Ferouz, Hafsa and Wasila wrote little messages on a card which made me cry a little.

How could you possibly go wrong with a box of chocolates? I finished the whole thing in 2 days.

They also got me this magical candle which changed colours when lit.

It's the coolest thing ever. When any feelings of sadness bugged me throughout the night, I had a rainbow to look at by my bedside.

There were 2 other things in the gift pack which I didn't take pictures of: a box of cookies and Twinning's camomile tea. Cookies never fail to cheer me up and the chamomile tea made me sleep like a BABY. I was actually surprised it worked so well! I recommend it to those who get a little too restless to fall asleep.

So what would've been a completely depressing term, turned out to be a lot more bearable. There are a lot more people I can give credit to for making me smile but you already know who you guys are. :)

If you've made me laugh or smile in the past 3 months, you fall into the category of people I'm grateful to know and have in my life. If you were there hugging me while I bawled or lost it, you fall into the category of people I'll never forget.

Happy holidays everyone! There'll be more blogposts to come this holiday season. ;)

I got you

2011-12-09T16:24:00.001Z

Ok, so I should probably be punished for not updating my blog since November 26?! I can't believe it's December already and next week is the last week of term before winter holidays begin. Where's the pause button when you need one?? Geez.

Safe to say, the library is now probably my second home. I never thought I'd ever say those words, but desperate times... desperate calls. I haven't entered a gym in a few months, my muscles are no longer in existence and I'm just a hot mess to say the least!

I wish I could tell you that an A-list celeb proposed to me or something exciting of the sort, but nope, my life is what it is = unexciting. BUT I do love the people in it very much. :) You know I don't go a single day without laughing? I don't think I go a single day without smiling either.

Anyway, here are pictures from the past 2 weeks:

Oh! Another boring update: my hair has been re-touched and re-highlighted and I'm very happy with the results. =) I love going to the salon; my day always turns out great after that. Oh God, how bimbotic did that sound?

Btw, don't you think my little sister looks shooocuute? I miss her fluffyness and I just want to kiss her cheeks. Hi Fia!! ♥ I miss my family back home, the food, the sounds, everything. But no worries, I'm just looking forward to some rest this winter break. You know I've to spend my break studying for my upcoming exams in January?

Goshhh. Not to worry, I'm going to remain positive. And if I can, I'm going to visit my friends who live/study all over England! :D That ought to be exciting. Goodnight and wish me luck for the rest of my deadlines. *cries self to sleep*

aaahsajkfsjd

2011-11-26T16:21:00.001Z

Have I been away for THAT long? I received complaints from a certain AJ Bunny for not updating my blog when HE'S the one who hasn't updated his blog for MONTHS. Tsk tsk. I'm the one who should be complaining!

I've been chained to the library for a few weeks now. ~~Dooms Day~~ My essay deadline is on Monday so you can understand why me and all my other fellow course-mates are panicky and sleep-deprived. The deadlines just never stop coming!

And you know it's bad when you see me leaving the house with no make-up on.

But I still smile as much as I normally do... I don't know why I smile so much. I just do.

My trusty key chain and USB.

Ooh!! I got fan mail from the US in the mail today. But I'm certain I know who this person is. ;)

To my 'peminat', thanks for the lovely postcard because it did put a smile on my very tired face.

I've been reading so many books on Liberalism and Democracy this week.

The thing is, I love learning but I don't like studying. Does that make sense to you?

If I could get a degree from all the stuff I've learnt over the past 19 years, I'd SO graduate with first class honours.

In 19 years, I've learnt how to speak Malay and English, learnt how to walk, ride a bike, swim, draw, paint, dance, be a good friend/daughter/granddaughter/cousin, be nice, be respectful, learnt gratitude, understood suffering and loss, learnt to smile even when things are bad, tie my shoelaces, use chopsticks, converse in basic Spanish and Javanese, count from 1 - 10 in Mandarin, play tennis and badminton, whistle, cook, do the laundry, Islamic traditions, read the Quran, write in Arabic, history, English literature, algebra... and PLENTY MORE TO COME.

Have you ever thought about that? Have you ever stopped to think of all the things you've ever learnt to do in your years of living?

I bet you haven't. And trust me, when you do, you'll feel preeetty good about yourself and pat yourself for being such a brilliant creation. Thanks God.

Now, it's time for me to eat. Hope everyone's doing better than I am!

of sports and shopping

2011-11-19T14:00:00.000Z

One of the many things I love about England is how easy it is to get from one place to another. Can't drive? No problem! Just hop on a train or a bus. I honestly do think the transport system here is awesome.

Last weekend I attended the Nottingham Malaysian Games which was held in — surprise surprise — NOTTINGHAM. I contemplated real hard between going or not the night before but in the end I just went with it.

A little intro: It's an annual sports event that's been taking place every year since the 80s! Every year, Malaysian societies from nearly every uni throughout UK meet up at the University of Nottingham to compete in football, basketball, netball — you name it!

When I told my lecturer and my English friends about it, they were all befuddled. I think they thought I was making up this magical event, but no, this is all very real. :p

Nottingham is nearly 3 hours away from Kent and the event started around 9am, so by 6am I was frantically getting ready to head up north.

With my earphones plugged in and a book in my hand, time went by super fast and soon I found myself surrounded by hundreds of Malaysians. Say whaa-at? Now it's MY turn to be befuddled. Where was I again??

My biggest incentive to attend the event was ~~actually not sports~~

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to be reunited with my best friend!

I haven't seen her for MONTHS. And usually the reason was because she's studying in Malaysia but now that she's studying in England, seeing each other should be easier. I blame my tight schedule and uni workload.

That aside, I got to be with many of my other ex-KTJ and GIS friends. I met friends that I've not seen for YEARS. Weird? Hell yeah, but it was strangely not awkward at all.

Cousin Rafi was there too!! YAAY!!! :D

Nottingham University is absolutely gorgeous btw. Not only is it gorgeous; it's MASSIVE.

The presence of my friends wasn't the only thing that made me happy. My late maternal grandmother read her degree here so it felt really nice being where she once was. I tried picturing my grandma as an undergraduate back in the day, walking through the beautiful campus with books in her arms. It was nice.

On top of that, the weather was perfect — the sun decided to shine on us! I was happy.

But it was a looong day. We were there until the evening so some of us passed out even before it was time to leave.

SS burnt a hole in her purse to be on a train with me. Yes, that's love.

Where was the train headed you ask? Why, London of course! I can always rely on London to give me a good time. After a 12 hour sleep (I'm not joking), we made our way to Selfridges for lunch.

I loove Chinese food; I just love non-Western food in general.

Ok, perhaps lunch wasn't our only objective. In my defense, if we had a competition on who shopped the most that day, it would be SS. HI BESTIE!

We had frozen yoghurt as well. Oh God, it was beautiful.

Tsk tsk...

Hehe. Soooo that was how last weekend went. I miss my bestie already.

sebelas

2011-11-18T21:45:00.001Z

Today is a very special day for a boy I love very very much.

Yup, my little brother turns 11 today. This is the 2nd year that I've missed his birthday because I'm all the way in England. But knowing how my dad is, he's going to treat him to so many toys so I'm glad that that's settled.

He's growing up so fast. He's already so tall for an 11-year-old and it won't be long until I've to look up at him. And soon, his voice is going to crack, he's going to stop finding girls icky and stop loving his kakak. ='[ Wahhh!

Little note to Siffu:

I know you sometimes read my blog so I hope you'll read all of this. I love you!

Unpronounceable

2011-11-16T02:31:00.000Z

You know how for every person there's that ONE word which they just can't pronounce? Well... I've a few words in the English language which no matter how hard I try, I just can't pronounce. Saya punya BI tak bagus.

We had our TV News Day last Thursday and although most things went well, like getting interviews and all that, I learnt something very important about myself while filming.

*the name of the place had to be censored*

That's right, I can't say 'apprenticeships'.

appren-tes-chips??

appren-tees-ship??

appren-tist-ships?

appren-tis-sheeps???

GAHHH! How do you say the word?! :(

If you must know, we ended up using Ferouz's scene in the final video. It was a wise choice because sometimes even I don't understand what I'm saying. Why am I in England again? I've a feeling I might need to re-evaluate my decisions in the near future.

Mini update: I'm sooo stressed! And I'm pretty sure I've gained weight in the past week. Oh, I've a few blog posts stacked up in my drafts; they're all incomplete and I've no idea which ones to publish first. Should I do it in chronological order or in order of how exciting it is?? Gah! Decisions... decisions.

I've a presentation on Thursday, ANOTHER News Day plus an essay deadline coming up. When will the madness ever end? I wish my parents were here... cos I need a dose of love! :( I wish I could stay in all week and just BLOG because in the midst of workload, a lot of really exciting things HAVE been happening!

No worries, if you're patient and keep your eyes peeled for my next few blog posts you'll see what I mean by that. Until next time, have a blessed day.

Tired from worrying

2011-11-12T00:34:00.001Z

I had my TV News Day on Thursday and it was.... nerve-wrecking. I'm sure if any of my friends read this post they're thinking 'why are you even nervous??' and they'll comment on how silly I am but... I'm just a very anxious person and there's nothing much people can do about it!

So the day before News Day, Ferouz and I went to the Dockside to get people's views on Medway's bid for city status on camera. I've said this before — not everyone likes to be interviewed. It took us 2 hours to get just 8 people on camera, I kid you not and it was freezing.

Before we made our way back to the newsroom to edit what we got, we made a short little video. Hehe.

I'm guessing for most of my blog readers, this would be the first time you've heard my voice. I can totally understand if you wish not to hear it again because I feel icky hearing my own voice sometimes! And I'm actually not thaaat short, I'm 5"3 but that's considered short in UK! Hmph. =( My friends always pick on my height because they're apparently much taller than me.

Pfffft. Show offs. I'll cut their legs off when they're asleep.... I mean.... I'm going to leave cookies on their doorstep.

Can I just say that I think Ferouz is gorgeous and I love her to bits! ♥ Without her (and many others) life in Medway would be duller than English weather.

I hope everyone's had a pleasant week. I'll try to update my blog again during the weekend because next week I've another News Day plus a presentation. God, have Mercy on me.

Weekend update

2011-11-10T20:56:00.001Z

You know what? I take my camera literally everywhere even if it's just to the library. Something exciting or memorable always happens when I least expect it so I'm always prepared to capture those moments. That way, it gives me SO MUCH to blog about!

I've not had 'proper' sleep for the last 3 weeks and sadly that even includes the weekends. 8 hours of sleep on a Saturday is not enough when you fall asleep so tensed and worried. I'm just so busy and I don't cope with stress as well as I'd like to. I get all anxious and clumsy when I know there's a deadline around the corner. :(

I've a few incomplete blog posts stacked up in my drafts and I keep delaying the editing process — blame uni ~~and procrastination~~!! Tbh, it's not the tight schedule that's prompting the irregular updates. It's how tired I get at the end of the day.

My stress levels and time mismanagement aside, I had just about the best weekend ever last week. It was packed with one pleasant surprise after the other.

Weekend Higlights

I spent Friday evening with my 2 hilarious cousins who love to bully me. We had dinner at Tuk Din because Rafi and I were deprived of Malay food.

You can take the girl out of Malaysia but you can't take Malaysia out of the girl. Word.

Despite our full tummies, we had room for our favourite dessert in London — Yogland froyo!

I have no idea why Rafi insists on wearing his 3-D glasses. Weird.

Saturday, 5 November

Prior to this day, my hair has not been trimmed for..... centuries. If I recall correctly, I last trimmed it in December. So yeah, it's the longest I've ever had it for but I absolutely love it because I've the 2 best hairstylists 'in charge' of my hair! 1 in KL and 1 in London.

To my old readers, you need no introduction to Charlie. But to the new ones, this is Charlie.

And this is Greg; the very talented new hairstylist at Michaeljohn.

Whenever any hairstylist suggests curls for my hair I get a bit weary. Many have tried curling my hair but they end up making me looking like I had a static shock. But Greg? He made it look absolutely gorgeous.

It was so bouncy and curly. I felt like a 1950s star and trust me, I don't feel that often.

With luscious, temporary, movie-star hair, I did what I usually do to de-stress when in London. I walked around the city without any directions just to see where I end up. Ma and Pa, before you freak out I'm still alive aren't I?? Relaaax, I'm a grown girl.

So guess where I ended up?

Oxford Circus Street.

In other words, shopping paradise. I didn't plan to go shopping that weekend but come on, what are the odds that I end up on a shop-laden street?? It was a sign from the heavens! So yes, I treated myself to some retail therapy after a month of stress. I know my aunt is probably shaking her head as she reads this :p Yes, this is the downside of having a public blog.

From Oxford Circus Street, I made my way to Selfridge's because I wanted to check out cosmetics. While at Bobbi Brown, I saw the back of a girl from afar and I knew straight away who it was.

Zati!!!

I ran towards her and gave a light pat on her shoulder. When she turned around we were both squealing like the girls that we are. The LAST time I saw her was in June so you can imagine how nice it was to bump into her, especially in my favourite place of all time! Her parents were around as well and I got to see both of them.

I had a yummy lunch with her and her mum the next day at Noodle Oodle. I could go on and on about how lovely my weekend was until you're sick of it, so I'll stop here.

But before I forget, Zati graduated yesterday with a Masters certificate in her hands. I'm very proud of her especially since she's so hardworking. She deserves it! CONGRATS ZATI!!! Please don't leave UK just yet because then I'll have less awesome people to hang out with. :(

P.S: My curls lasted til Monday morning — how amazing is that?? I'm so getting curls again.

P.P.S: I apologise for this messy blog post. I'm pretty sure there are a few grammatical errors in there but it's the best I could do with such little sleep. Goodnight!

1 month

2011-11-08T02:09:00.001Z

Last Tuesday was the one month checkpoint of my grandmother's death. One whole month. I know, I can't believe it either. I didn't know until my cousin pointed it out and I had to put my finger on the calendar to actually believe it. I feel as if she just left me 2 weeks ago, and other times I feel like she never left me at all. I still find myself asking whether it was all real or not.

I've been doing all I can to surround myself with positive energy. I take pictures of stuff I like, go for a walk, laugh with my friends, indulge in a bit of retail therapy, blog... but I'd throw that all away to spend a few more moments with my grandma.

Its been hard even though I don't show it. People can give me all the condolences in the world buut to be honest, I'm more than certain that half of them don't even understand the pain. Those words are out of courtesy, nothing more. I don't blame them but sometimes I wish people understood.

Yeah I put a smile on my face, I go about with my day but it takes so little to remind me of her. One little thing and I find myself in tears. 19 years of memories aren't easy to forget and I don't plan to. I'll cherish them forever.

I'm lucky that my cousins are a SMS or BBM away. They're honestly the greatest friends I could possibly have and I'm grateful for the bond we have.

You want to know my last words to my grandma? They were I love you. I said those 3 words on the phone with her just a week before she left us. I'm happy that those were my last 3 words. Funnily enough, my last 3 words to my maternal grandmother was I love you as well.

If there's one thing my Tah taught me — it was to show the people you love that you care. It doesn't have to cost a single cent; a short head massage when you've a headache or giving that last piece of food on your plate is a good start.

I'm kinda glad I'm that girl who doesn't have to find the 'right guy' or brainwash myself with love songs to know and feel love. I never had to look for it, it was with me all along. My family. My parents, siblings, all 20 cousins, 2 aunts and uncle. They're treasures my grandma left me to cope in her absence.

I love you, Tah. You always knew what we needed.

And... CUT!

2011-11-06T02:27:00.000Z

I warned you 2 months ago that I won't be able to blog frequently once uni begins. I wasn't kidding one bit when I said that second year was going to be crazy! I'm having a break right now away from Kent just so that I can have some time to unwind.

I've a lot of things going on for me right now — some are promising while some are just stressful and not worth mentioning. Last Wednesday was my deadline for my TV assignment. The days, minutes and seconds leading up to the deadline were just nerve-wrecking! It didn't help that luck wasn't on my side, don't ask.

The subject matter of my video was on the increase of international students coming to the UK and I focused on MY university :D I had to interview the international development officer and the president of the uni's Malaysian society.

I love love love the Canterbury campus and would die to study there buuut I can't have everything! :(

I was ALSO in Canterbury the night before so that I could see what kind of surroundings I'd have to work with. I knew if I didn't do that the night before I'd be rushing too much the day after. I was at their library til night time to prepare for my script. Damn straight.

Luckily I had Ed to teman (accompany) me. Ed is lucky enough to study on the Canterbury campus. Me jealous!

Anyway, back to the day of filming. I had to rush from my law class to the train station. With such heavy equipment on both sides of my shoulders, running wasn't the easiest task to do, TRUST ME!

My most important interview was with the international development officer and she was such a pleasure to work with. Next was with Aina, the president of my uni's Malaysian society! :) I've only met her twice before this so it was so nice to see her again.

We laughed so much that day. Who knew messing up could be so funny sometimes. =p

TV assignments are actually fun but it's getting someone who's willing to be interviewed that's the biggest challenge. It's not easy especially since people are sooo paranoid that they'll put their company or their own image at risk.

People always think journalists are out to ruin their reputation — sometimes, I honestly don't blame them. Some are plain nasty and sadly I can easily find 'great' examples from my home country. But to be fair, every country has a handful of rotten and irresponsible journalists!

When I arrived back in Gillingham, I went straight to uni to start editing. The video took a long time to load onto the computer and since my friends were bored as well, they decided to play with my hair and give me cornrows!

Corporate Alex and ghetto RS! LOL.

And yeah, we're dressed quite formally because we're required to whenever we've to interview people or be in front of the camera, just like those reporters you see on BBC! :D

Sooo.... how do you like my hairdo?? According to my friend, I'm officially black. Hahaha!

Hope you're having a good weekend and Happy Eid Adha to all Muslims!

I need your opinions!

2011-11-03T02:41:00.001Z

Update: The internet has decided to tick me off by being slower than a tortoise. It also doesn't help that blogger is going NUTS! So I'm going to edit the template of my blog over the weekend instead. I've a LAW assessment tomorrow so I'd rather study for that now. Goodnight.

I'm sorry I haven't updated in ages. I'll TRY to do so next week. If I've the energy, I'll get that done this weekend. Sooo I've decided to tweak my blog again. I need your opinions on it. Whether you love it or absolutely hate it — guurl I wanna know! Is it simple enough to navigate? Do you prefer the old one? PLEASE let me know in the comment box below. If you don't want to be known, just post as an anonymous. I appreciate all feedback. See you in the next blog post. :)

I'm still here

2011-10-30T11:44:00.000Z

I was skyping with my sister the other day and she took screen shots of me (without my permission!) and turned it into a gif because she finds me adorable. I thought it was cool and decided to put it here!

I've had a hectic week and my weekend is no better. I'm stealing a few minutes of my time just to write this entry. You know when you've so much to do that you can't help but feel nervous?? Or maybe it's just me. I feel like I'm about to perform or something because I'm so anxious every other minute.

Next week I've more filming to do and my TV assignment deadline is on Wednesday. On TOP of that, I've 2 law assessments to study for — one on Tuesday and another on Friday. I'm jittering just typing all that down.

Second year is such a PAIN. I've another month and half to endure before the holidays and I've a feeling that's going to go by really fast as well. It's weird that I'm finding my degree much harder than my work experience in Malaysia and UK combined.

I miss this!!

In case you don't know, that's me and Ferouz waiting for our train after finishing work. Good times.

Turquoise

2011-10-25T00:05:00.000+01:00

I'll blog properly once deadlines are over. Uni is being horrible to me right now. Sometimes (only sometimes) I wish my course wasn't so practical. What would be nice right now is if I could stay indoors and write essays instead of calling up different authorities for an interview only to have them tell me they're not available.

I kinda wish I was a full-time blogger. It'd be so fun! I can stay in, do what I love and share it with everyone on the blogosphere. But I'd need to be one hell of a famous blogger to be making $$$ from my blog. I'd rather have my blog be humble and intimate... where my thoughts and feelings can just flow in its raw form.

On the plus side, I have made a bunch of really awesome friends in England, you know who you gals are ;) They always make me laugh and smile and it's nice to know that they care about me. God bless you guys.

I've a feeling that when I privatised my blog for a week, most of my regular readers disappeared. Where art thou? Comment below so that I know you guys are still reading. :) Don't worry, I won't bite.

There are some good things too

2011-10-20T23:13:00.000+01:00

From my last 2 posts you probably think I'm this miserable 19-year-old who just wants to stay in all day crying her heart out with a bucket of Ben & Jerry's in her hands. Although that IS tempting, life has to go on sooner or later... I'm still grieving over my grandmother's death but thankfully, the sadness isn't always there — they come and they go as they please.

In between the reminiscing and sudden sobbing, happy things have taken place in the past week and thankfully, they continue to happen when I least expect it.

While I was back in Malaysia, what kept me a little happier aside from the monumental support my family gave me was the purring affection my cat Alpha gave me!

My cousins who were around had a blast squishing, hugging and stroking that fat furball. He enjoyed all the attention. If I recall correctly, he's the ONLY cat I've had so far that loves everyone he meets! He's just a pleasant, affection-seeking feline. It's no surprise he puts a smile on my face.

Newsflash:

For the past 2 weeks and in the next 3 years, 3 blood-relatives will be tearing the city of London (and whichever city that stands in their way) apart.

They are

Rafi, me and Dedes.

Ok, we won't exactly be tearing any cities apart, we're just going to have a lot of fun wherever we go! We were there for each other when we received the sad news, and we're certainly going to be there for each other during the good times, too.

Tah (grandmother) would have wanted that. She urged us to stick together even when in England. Before cousin Rafi left Malaysia, just a week before her death, she advised him to always see me and Dedes.

She used to tell me how lucky I am that they're going to join me in England. Nanti Rina ada kawan (then you'll have friends). It makes me laugh to think how Tah saw her grandchildren as friends of each other as opposed to just cousins.

Both Rafi and Dedes are starting university life in the big capital — Rafi is starting his degree while Dedes is doing his masters. That's right. We study hard, too. I can't always visit them in London because of my studies but thank the Estonians for Skype.

Last weekend, after 10 very hectic days, we had to go our separate ways. First to leave was cousin Rafi, my childhood partner in crime who teamed up with me to bring chaos and much joy to my late grandmother for 13 years growing up.

There he goes.

Then it was cousin Dedes.

And then it was me.

Missing you terribly

2011-10-19T21:06:00.000+01:00

Hey guys,

I hope y'all haven't given up on this blog just yet. I privatised my blog for a while and was planning to keep it that way until some words of encouragement from my family and a bunch of emails from my lovely readers changed my mind.

It always surprises me when people actually enjoy reading my blog. I'm a perfectionist so a lot of times I'm never 100% satisfied with what I write!

I was tempted to close down my blog because it seems to have attracted a few people from the type of crowd that I DON'T want. I guess it's flattering when people want to know more about me but I'm NOT happy when you bug me to know more about my family or certain individuals in it. They deserve their privacy and so do I!

It's annoying.

With my grandmother's death on my mind, it was hard for me to decide what to do so I did the only rational thing I could think of and kept my blog privatised while I tried making a decision when I wasn't caught up with grieving.

Also, I've this impulsive urge to change anything about myself when something major happens and this time I decided it would be the look of my blog. Notice anything different?

When I left Malaysia after a week of tahlils and reciting the yasin, I genuinely thought I was going to be OK. I didn't cry as much as I thought I would during that week and that surprised me. I think my whole family was in denial, too.

My aunts, cousins and siblings didn't feel the impact of my grandmother's death immediately. None of us was expecting it; she was a strong woman despite her medical conditions. Her memory was good, she walked everywhere and then all of a sudden God decided to take her away.

I've only one grandparent left. I never met my father's father and my mother's mother passed away when I was 11. I was much younger then; less emotional. 19 years of memories aren't easy to forget, believe me.

Taken Sept 2010

I know she's in a better place and I know when I leave this earth, I'll meet her again. I've had only good memories with my Tah (grandmother); she did so much for me! She loved her children and adored her great/grandchildren. She had a lot of love to give; her heart was never void of love and affection.

Taken April 2010

Looking back, I think she lived as long as she could for us. There were times when she was incredibly weak but she always recovered so quickly and miraculously.

Taken April 2010

And even though you're in better Hands, I can't help but wish I had more time with you. There were times I wished I didn't have to be in England in fear that you would leave before I could return and true enough, you did.

I miss you, Tah.

She was...

2011-10-08T21:56:00.000+01:00

Selfless.

Strong-minded.

Sharp.

Intuitive.

Loving.

She was my grandmother.

1.03.1929 ~ 6.10.2011

Taken Sept 2010, before I first left for England

On a chilly English morning on Thursday, October 6, I received the unfortunate news of my grandma's death. Not long before that, I was told she was ok and happily talking to my cousins.

I had to transit from a moment of great relief to great disbelief. The next 24 hours to come were absolutely hectic. I had to rush to London, meet up with my cousins, aunt and uncle and then rush straight to Heathrow airport. After 12 hours, I arrived in Singapore to hop on another flight to Ipoh, Perak and from there went straight to Kuala Kangsar for my grandma's funeral.

The burial of my grandma was postponed slightly so that her youngest son followed by her daughter-in-law and 3 grandchildren in England could give her their final kiss and prayers. When they pulled away the white cloth from her face, I broke down. There she was, my grandmother who gave me 19 years of wonderful memories. I wiped away my tears and gently kissed her forehead.

My grandma was a woman of very few hobbies; her main one was sewing. When my cousins and I were babies, she made pillows and blankets for all 20 of us.

But the greatest thing she's ever sewn wasn't the nicely trimmed, cartoon-printed pillows — it was the family she took a lifetime to sew together with threads of love and sacrifice.

Taken in the late 90s.

The reason why my cousins, aunts and uncles behave like friends is because of her. When my cousins and I are out, you'd never guess we were cousins by the way we joke around and update each other as if we were school-mates. The number of inside-jokes we have among each other are endless.

Many of them which we also shared with our grandma. We love(d) her tremendously.

Whether it was a celebration or something horrible, she always wanted us to be together.

She was always just, AROUND. In the middle of thunderous laughter or silent whispers, she was always in the room with us, just subtly smiling as she watched her children and grandchildren laugh and chat away. She travelled up and down Malaysia and around the WORLD to be there for her grandchildren. Even with a failed kidney, weak knees and an array of medical complications, she used up every ounce of strength she had to unite us, all the way until she passed away.

Even in death, my grandma managed to unite us. As I'm typing this, my cousins are chatting away around me. I'm coping with the loss of my grandma a lot better than I thought I would due to the strength Allah has given me combined with the love and support from my family.

A day has passed since her funeral but I still feel as if she's around — I've always associated the voices of my family with her presence.

The greatest gift my grandma left us was not in materials but the love she taught us to have for each other. And as long as we've each other, my grandma will always be with us — in our hearts. Al-fatihah.

My last picture with her. Taken August 2011 before I left for England.

Work Experience & a little piece of advice

2011-10-02T14:51:00.000+01:00

I officially finished my first round of work experience for uni on Sept. 23rd — it wasn't as long as it sounds — I only had to complete 2 weeks of work at Medway Messenger (MM). I'll be honest, I wasn't looking forward to it at first. So many negative thoughts clouded my mind before work began.

I imagined screwing everything up, being completely useless and just disappointing everyone including myself. But funnily enough... everything turned out the exact opposite. In short, I enjoyed being a trainee journalist so so much! Is that surprising??

I think even some of the staff were surprised at how much I enjoyed it. S/he probably thought I was lying but I was telling the whole truth. In fact, I wish I could've worked there a week extra but all good things have to come to an end. :'(

In no specific order, these are the reasons why I enjoyed work experience:

I got to work alongside working journalists and many of them were still very young! They were either in their mid 20s or 30s. I also got to go to all sorts of places to pick up official documents for proof & research which was kinda exciting because I never got to do that before!

Yeah, I got to be at the scene of a fire to take pictures, interview firemen and police.

I did newspaper writing alongside online & radio journalism while I was at MM.

As part of my degree I've to do ALL types of Journalism which requires me to be quite tech savvy. I've to admit, working a video camera for the first time isn't as easy as youtubers make it look. And editing them?? Forget about it! I want to cry just editing a 30 second video.

I really disliked radio journalism in my first year at uni; I just didn't like it as much as I liked writing but work experience CHANGED that for me. I enjoyed seeing how a radio interview is done and I enjoyed editing recordings and writing cues (lines) for them.

According to the staff & editor, I got really good at radio-editing. :D I was so happy every time they said: "Brilliant editing... that's such a good edit." Do NOT underestimate the amount of work a radio journalist has to do.

They sometimes have to stay at the office for more than 12 hours just to get everything done. In fact, don't even underestimate ANY journalist's job! It's hard work to deliver quality news (something I wished Malaysian journalists were keen to do).

This is kinda lame but I enjoyed every lunch break with my friend Ferouz

Staring at the screen for a long time can drain the energy out of you especially when deadlines are around the corner (AND you've horrid eyesight like mine), so unwinding for an hour every day was pretty refreshing!

I actually had fun travelling back and forth from Gillingham to Strood

This is an even lamer reason buuut I enjoyed figuring out what to wear to the office. I like an excuse to dress nicely ok? You should've seen my room every morning; shirts flew out the closet and onto the floor because nothing seemed suitable enough, I was racing against time. Despite all odds, I managed somehow!

Work experience ended too soon but like my editor said: "You've your whole life to experience this again" and she's RIGHT! There's a reason why I'm doing this degree; I'm going to become a journalist. A WRITER.

The most important thing I learnt from work experience was to do what I love. There comes a point in life whether its during A-levels or even in your adulthood when you ask yourself 'What AM I doing with my life?" Things can get muddled and confuse you but I think it all becomes clearer when you know you're doing something you're born to do.

So how do you know you're born to do something? I think you know you're born to do something when it makes you feel happier than falling in love.

I just ENJOY writing. It sounds so cheesy but if I didn't have a way to express myself, I'd be so LOST. I wouldn't know what I'm doing with my life or where I should be heading.

So forget finding the right 'guy' or I dunno... achieving a hot body... when you do something you love everyday, you allow so much happiness and positivity into your life. Take it from me, a girl who has gone through a lot more disappointments than you think.

I think people these days are so dissatisfied with their lives because they're not doing what they love. If you can't force yourself to love someone, then you definitely can't force yourself to love anyTHING. So from now on, get out there and do what makes you happy every single day.

Happiness stops when the effort to find it stops.

semasa di pejabat

2011-09-28T22:27:00.000+01:00

I officially finished my work placement at Medway Messenger last Friday but why does it feel like its been a MONTH since I've stepped into their office?? Weird. Anyway, although my best friend SS was in Malaysia during that time, I still kept her in the loop. If it wasn't a BBM or a tweet, I'd write on her FB wall.

We're honestly very typical girl best friends and also atypical in some ways. Whenever something slightly exciting happens we'd die to break the news to each other. It doesn't matter when. If I'm on the train I'd BBM her, if it's night time in Malaysia I'd just send her a long email and wait for a reply when she wakes up the next day.

Working at MM, obviously one or 2 exciting things took place. There were people sitting beside, behind and in front of me so typing a long message about anything work-related on the screen wasn't the best idea but sometimes I JUST HAD TO.

So during one of my free periods, I figured out a way to chat with SS without worrying with anyone read it. You've to understand Malay and English very well to understand why the conversation below got me laughing my butt off at the office.

That conversation got me smiling like a freak in the office. It was sooo hard to hold back my laughter but I miraculously managed.

Btw, SS spent a large chunk of her life studying in an international school in Saudi Arabia therefore her Malay vocabulary can be limited at times. I know I make it sound as if she can't speak Malay but she really can!! She just speaks better than she writes. =p

Btw, time differences aren't going to be an issue for SS and I anymore. She's on her flight to UK as we speak!! Yes yes! My best friend is coming to the UK to continue her higher education. We'll be living in separate counties but it's still a lot closer than being continents apart. ♥

Selamat malam semua orang. Saya letih dan mahu tidur. Zzzzzzzz