Sunday 29 January 2012

August please come fast!

After two weeks, they finally leave me alone again. I am not sorry for being such a silly baby. Whining and feeling sad because they left today. The past weeks past me by so fast that I don't even have that chance to feel it but to enjoy it. Think I enjoy it way too much, that it hurt so bad when they left. My world falls apart, even umpy failed to cheer me up. I never felt so sad, it brings me back to 4years ago, when they first leave me alone, thousand miles away from home for the first time.

Times like this, I wish I sleep beside my mommy and talk with my papa all night long. It's time like this I wish the house remains the way it is when they were here so that I can imagine that they're still around talking to me. Also it's time like this I wish I don't mind my mom wearing my clothes, I don't mind waking up early in the morning, having brekkie with them before I go to work. It's time like this I wish I force my baby sister to stay up a little bit longer despite her jet lag so that we can talk about anything and absolutely everything. It's time like this I wish Liverpool play every night so that I can stay up and watch the highlight with my dad and talk about football with him all night long. Also, times like this I wish I can talk to my mommy and watch the movie that she wants to watch, although I've watch that same movie for the hundredth times already.

But i was destined to built my life here, in London, far away from home. They have high hopes on me, I have high hopes on me. So I had to stay, they wanted me to stay. So that's what I'm gonna do. Stay and make them proud of me. My family is the best, my parents are the best, but let's be honest, every single person in the world will say the same thing. I have the most supporting parents in the world, I can talk about almost everything with them. Study, love life, friends, personal problems, financial problems, gossips, basically everything, and I am thankful for that. I am complete with them around.

Now that they're back at home, I am trying to feel complete again. Having Umpy around is a blessed and i thank God for that. The love that I have is priceless. I have friends who love me, other half who adores me, family who supports me and that means more than millions of dollar in the bank account. Well I maybe wrong, some people may choose the latter, but I am sticking to what I believe, the love that costs nothing and yet cost more that everything. I hope one day, I will be able to give my own family the life that i live like what my family has given me, nothing less, perhaps more. But for now, I am still trying to get over my "hangover" and hang in there until August comes.

Remember, if no one else loves u, ur family will! If everyone else turns their back on u, ur family won't. I know I'll hang on to that for as long as I live. So thank you papa and mommy. Until then, til August, insyaAllah, we'll be together again like we used to. I will make u proud of me, with all my power, with ur prayers, and with God's help, I'll get there one day. I love u. I miss u. See u in August!!



-lady-

Sunday 15 January 2012

beauty is pain

well i went out today. its a MUST that i went into Topshop, even if its just for a window shopping. me and my addiction to Topshop is unbearable. Well, i cant afford anything more than that, so i'll stick to my standard. Topshop that is. Cant do Hermes, or Prada, Fendi or the likes. I love high street fashion. I love experimenting clothes. I love playing around with colours. Some people will find it weird. For me, it do me wonders. But mind you, i will not go around looking like some homeless and unsound minded people. Thats not the point. The point is for you to experiment and be happy with how you looks like, as long as u dont cross the limit!

Having said that, its a bit of pain. Having to go around, and find something that is different from other people. I am not saying i am that trend-setter whatnot, but what i am saying i dont wanna find something that is obvious. Well, i do buy same clothes like other people did, i am not an exception when it comes to that. Its not like i am out there hunting for a Birkin, its just that i dont put it on like other people do. I dont put the same shirt with plain jeans like other people do, perhaps i play around with it maybe with some colourful pants and shoes. I am already different in a sense that i am not all girly-girl, hence being different on another level wont hurt.

me

i love the Olsen twins

cheeky

My point is, a girl will go the distance to look pretty. Based on my observations, wearing a really tight and skimpy dress, with a towering high heels, defines pretty for some ladies. Wearing high heels, give them that extra boost and confidence, but with that tight dress, having to pull it down making sure ur modesty is covered, is kinda pain in the ass! Especially having to do it every five minutes. And dude, we're talking about a high heels that could kill any rats passing u within seconds. Its that painful for those rats, as much as it hurt the feet of those women who have that courage to put on that shoes for nothing less than 2 hours. Being pretty obviously is painful when these girls go out without a coat or tights, but a skimpy dress and a bloody towering heels. Walking around, hugging themselves, shivering because ITS WINTER for fuck sake. What the bloody hell do u expect? should i feel sorry for u? NO! are u an idiot? YES!

covering your modesty..NOT!
killer Louboutin

Beauty is pain when u have to sacrifice your 1 hour (that's if she's lucky enough) beauty sleep, just to look pretty to go to work. Woke up, feeling lazy, have shower and than to sit in front of the mirror having to waste an hour beauty sleep does it all. To blow dry the hair, to put on a make up, to make sure the dress looks slick and ultimately to make sure a man could smell her perfume even a kilometer away (i sometimes get dizzy after i spray the perfume on myself). That's not enough, a visit to the toilet is a must, before she could step into the office just to make sure that the make up is still on, and is still an inch thick. A nice brush to the hair, a dab of compact powder or two, before she gracefully make an entrance to the office. Wow, that looks like a hard work, even before the proper hard work even start. Well, girls deny all u like, but i am a girl, and ive seen girls who do just that.

Its reality, and i personally wouldnt go the distance. I'll leave the house with my wet hair, a splash of perfume and please please please, don't forget to put on the most important thing..the DEODORANT! EVER! and of course, please for fuck sake, go and have ur bloody shower before u leave the house..AT ANY FUCKING TIME! just because ure sleeping (hence claiming that u dont need a shower because u dont do fucko, but SLEEP..blergh?!!), doesnt mean ure not SMELLY! that disgusting bed hair, oily face, smelly breath, sleepy face..gosh, we dont need that early in the morning! we as in people around u, in case u dont know, ure living in a world full of people. ok, so now u know!

Ultimately, who am i to judge them. I am a girl myself. I dont feel the pain, but they do. I always believe that being pretty is how u bring yourself around people. I always believe that being pretty is how people see u inside and out. I also believe that being pretty is u being flaw regardless of how u look like. I dont wanna be with someone who try hard to please! I dont wanna be someone who thinks she looks good in a skimpy dress when shes nothing more than just a scumbag. I dont wanna be friend with someone who is approachable because she flashes more skins than she should. Dont get me wrong, i wear shorts, i wear skirts, but being a tease wont hurt (in a good way, not a slapper!).

Well, a heels does make a girl looks nice, but its not for me. I cant afford the pain, hence me looking like a lost ugly duckling! ha ha. I have heels, and probably wear them less than 10 times like ever! When i think about it, i'll go crazy like. I wanna wear them and be girly for the night, but on another thought, hell no im gonna wear them. Its hurting my feet! ha ha. But then again, a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do. Making sure we look good is what we do! Even if its hurt us, we'll do it. Well, gentlemen, beauty is pain! Actually, so are u MEN! Hence, we prefer being beautiful than being hurt by u men. ha ha. Don't u think so ladies?

-lady-

Sunday 8 January 2012

Epic Umpy

Broccoli

Me: Can u go and buy some broccoli for me please?

Umpy: I dont know which one is broccoli.

Me: Ask around. There's lot of people in the supermarket.

Umpy: I am at the veg section now.

Me: Read the description. U can see the name under those vegs.

Umpy: Oh, found it! Ooooo, its the one that looks like a tree. Ok, got it!

Me: Yes!! The tree *giggle*

Tree

Broccoli

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Vanilla Ice Cream

Text message

-Please buy oreo biscuits, vanilla ice cream and milk-

At home.

Me: Where's the ice cream?

Umpy: Cant find it! I even took it out one by one from the freezer.

Me: How is it possible? U just bought them last week!

Umpy: That was vanilla ice cream. U asked me to buy oreo biscuits vanilla ice cream. I can't find it no where.

Me: *giggle* umpy, i texted u saying oreo biscuit COMMA vanilla ice cream, not oreo biscuits vanilla ice cream!

Umpy: Really? No wonder i can't find it no where *blushed*


very tempting!
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Forehead


Umpy: What is this called? *showing his forehead to me*

Me: Its a FOREhead.

Umpy: Why is it called forehead?

Me: Why is it our eyes were called eyes then?

Umpy: But we only have one head, not FOUR!

Me: *clueless*

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Rice PUTING

Umpy: Umpy, can u pass me the rice PUTING?

Me: WHAT? *eyeballs almost come out* ha ha

Umpy: Rice puting? Rice... *confuse with my reaction*

Me: Its rice PUDING!

Umpy: OK, but why are u laughing?

Me: Rice PUTING, if i translate it to my language, it will be rice NIPPLE!

Umpy: *LOL*


Just for the record, Umpy still called it rice PUTING. Bad habits never go away ay? Hmm..



-lady-

Sunday 1 January 2012

Twente Twelve (2012)

Hello twente (i know, its twenty! but i love how it spelled, so jog along now) twelve. Ain't got no hang over, but the only hang over i had was over 2011. Man it feels like yesterday. It really does. A year ago, today, i was a student who worked in a bakery. Mind you, i stood by the law, so its a part time job (blergh). A year later, i'll be attending my convocation in 2 weeks time, and now worked in a proper company doing proper accounting jobs. 2o11 by far was the toughest year ever. I never study and work at the same time before. I did it once when i was an auditor, but that was literally part time studying, and it wasn't that difficult when i only attended 2 classes a week. But last year, i've been working my ass off day and night, trying to juggle both studying and working. I only had a day off from both work and study. It was tough dude, i kid u not!

I am actually proud to say that 2011 really showed me the real way of life. A hard life how someone should be living before u start climbing up the ladder to success. U have to start somewhere, and for me, 2011 that is. i never have to work hard to be able to eat, pay rent, pay my own expenses and everything on my own. yes, i admit, sometimes i did eventually swipe the card (sorry papa =p), but most of the times, i tried not to. Never before have i need to work to eat and pay my own rent. today, i am proud of myself, although i still need some helps from my papa once in a while. life for me starts today, its late but hey, its NEVER too late.

2012 kicked off with such a wonderful event for my family, especially my sister! its her engagement day. so basically, shes "booked". ha ha. its sad that i can't be there, work commitment sucks, its even worse when ure miles away from home. but i'll make sure i'll be there for her big day. my friends say my mommy looks happy, despite being ill. she's very excited as that's the first son-in-law in the family, and they say she's not even ready yet when the fiancee arrived. why? because she's too busy making sure everything's in order. that bloke better makes my sister happy, or i'll definitely cut his balls off. i dont give a fuck care! ha ha kidding (NOT!). i am just glad everything went well. Alhamdulillah.

isnt shes lovely?

fara / mona with my sister / her fiancee

pictures almost perfect cause i wasnt there

simple and sweet

And then, stop asking about my "time", cause if God says there will be one, then there will be. If there's none, who am i to questioned His will. I am happy with umpy, but maybe the time hasnt come yet, maybe soon, or perhaps it never will. Only He knows the answer. well, at least that's a good thing i'm not there, or else, im gonna stick a post-it note on my forehead "DON'T ASK!". well be glad, i wrote "dont ask", is "PISSED OFF" a bit too much u think? ha ha. InsyaAllah, my time will come. So be patient, and get ready a very white and very red outfit ay? ha ha.

So, who knows what 2012 will bring us? But its better to not know what will happen in the future so that ull appreciate whats happening in the present and not repeat the past! life is pretty much complicated. the more u try to figure it out, the more difficult it become. so why bother? i prefer to live one day at a time. i bet u too!

And then, have a jolly happy New Year people. God bless.

-lady-