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18.04.2014. JUMAAT Macam biasalah, potong kuku sebab dah panjang. Sebab rushing nak keluar jalan-jalan (perempuan, tau-taulah), jadi saya berlari-lari anak mencari keberadaan pengetip kuku.  "Abah, pengetip kuku yang mana paling tajam? Nak potong kuku." Tu soalan yang wajib ditanya, sebab satu rumah yang kecik ni ada lebih dari sepuluh pengetip kuku. Pengetip lagi banyak dari kuku yang nak dipotong, heh. So dalam banyak-banyak pengetip kuku yang dicari tu, abah pun cakap la, "Cari yang tiga bintang Da." *kelam-kabut mencari yang tiga bintang* "Oh okay. Dah jumpa." ...... "Eh? Tapi jap, yang mana satu abah? Besar kecik tua muda semua ada tiga bintang. Banyak bintang dah ni abah, lebih dari tiga." Hehe, nasib engkau la labu. Dah la rushing , tengok-tengok kena  test  satu-satu pulak. Bila masa pengetip kuku ni berternak pun den tak tau :') 24.04.2014. KHAMIS "Bangun, bangun. Dah lewat dah ...

Funny how I grow older from year to year and yet I am letting certain kiddish thoughts to remain unchangeable (no matter how silly the thought is).  I stopped playing play dough or better known as plasticine since I was in primary school. You know, I was a kid at that time and so I was too gullible to believe every single thing my schoolmate said. What restrained me from touching as in playing the thing was his words. Sagacious words: " Kawan saya cakap, kalau kita main plasticine kan, nanti tumbuh jari extra tau, kat tepi ibu jari. Kita jangan main benda ni eh, eh ." *chuckles* Kinda absurd ain't it? I used to believe it and I did not even touch it for years (for real) until I've finally entered university. Read; university and not secondary school. Well that is a fact and I still believe it to tell you the truth hahaha (OMG!) Fogging. God knows how terrified I am even by listening to the sound of fog machines. 22 years old but I'll certainly be runn...

I hate losing to others and so, I hate competitions (any and every kind of it). Competition is good in a way such that it fosters our competence thus, bringing our adroitness to another level. But the thing is that, our competitive spirit has to be controlled, or else it will affect us tremendously. Emotional turmoil, mental agitation and inferiority complex, to name a few are some detrimental effects of getting that spirit out of hand and that's what we call stress. Okay enough with that medicalesque explanation and all stuff. No one is keen in knowing it after all (booo).  Back to the main topic, competition (Man you have no idea how I detest rivalry in my life). I definitely have no problem to perform (read; perform) in front of a large audience, but when I set my mind to think "THIS IS A COMPETITION", everything seems not feasible for me to do at that very moment. Vying certainly gives me butterflies in my stomach, that's why.  You know how kids like ...

This post is so gonna be balderdash- I'm writing this without having any sapient advice or valuable insights to share with you people. Give me a short one minute, and I’ll think of something to write here. Hmm. ********* Dear readers, I've just turned 22 (10 days ago to be exact), so hooray hey happy belated birthday to me! *dances in delight* Well that’s not the highlight of this gibberish post. Ohmygawd what was I planning to say a second ago? Uh. Oh ahha, I was born in a big family with 12 siblings, and I've gotta admit that I learnt how to be gratified and perked up even by simple little things in this life for that very reason. Never in my entire life I've celebrated my birthday or have it celebrated by other people. I never know how it feels like to be in a grand birthday party or unwrap boxes of special birthday presents. I never know how it feels like to get a long chain of birthday wishes on Facebook whatsoev...

Be contented. Life can’t always offer us the best thing, even when we actually work our tails off just to get the best result out of it. That's why people say it is an open path where anything could happen. Some people might face extreme tremendous adversities, a bit more than some others or vice versa. But the thing is that, every one of us has our own route to happiness and success. Be it a simple one or a difficult one; all those travails are meant to build inner resilience, to keep us moving forward no matter how hard the life is. Speaking for myself, my past has always been a great source of tribulation. Reality once hit me so hard that I felt like giving up. You know, like that’s it; there is just no more room for happiness. Stop doing whatever I am doing, things like that. But then I realized something. I forgot how to be grateful. I kept on ruminating my past, dreaming for surreal things. Yea I did keep that feeling for almost four years until I decided to turn ove...

Hi Aida! What's up gal? Stuff, you know. Studying (Well I wish I really am). How about you? *munches* Eating? Oh haha, go study then.  I tell you what, blogging doesn't help much in exams.  Pfft. I know, but it feels like there's an urgent need for me to have a break right now. Read, urgent. What happened?  As usual, I'm mentally exhausted and emotionally drained - burnout. That's it. Too much study perhaps. You know they say studying too much will "kill" you in a subtle way. Slowly yet effectively. Had anyone apparently died because of that reason? *smirks* And it wasn't because of study. Typical me, bearing the greatest burden when it comes to group assignments and all stuff. Zss you @!#%& Trying to utter profanity huh? You know you suck at cussing gal. I bet you're barely able to come up with even one bad word.  Utterly. Bad. One. Urgh I hate you. You know everything about me. Of course I do! You are me and I am you. ...