Book Tragedy.

The internet here is being a big fat huge pain in the ass! Thus why I can't proceed with the post I promised weeks before. But mind you, its all drafted. The only thing is, it would take AGES to upload it (unless sans photos) if I'm lucky, that is. The other possibility is the internet being cut off in the midst of an upload and just fail altogether. Worse: If I didn't copy what I've written beforehand and end up losing every bit of it.

So to avoid any major poundings to my head and/or any self-inflicted injuries, I would just have to do with a regular post, with no specific topic of discussion. Just because I love to write.

Oh, exams are over. For the mean time. Not proud of myself. Shouldn't be, really, looking at the hours (or lack of) I spent studying. Friends say that hideous green book is always with me. True to that. But allowing the book to tag along with me everywhere is no indication whatsoever that I am studying. 

Now that its over, I'm SO GLAD. And I mean ECSTATIC that I get to finally part with that book and return to my real love in life: Novels. And don't go thinking Ombak Rindu because I swear to God I will hit you in the nuts. If you're a girl, then you should probably say goodbye to your C cup, coz I'm ironing it flat to an A. Muahahaha.

I don't read malay novels. I'm sorry! I know its not good to be undermining the products of your own race or whatnot. But I can't help it yo! Ridiculously konon fancy names. Sick love stories. Love triangles. Your parents being against your love.

*VOMIT.

Not my cup of coffee. I only ever read a malay novel ONCE and you had NO IDEA how painful it was. It took me only a day to finish the whole goddamn thing (that I can't even remember the title) but only because I can't wait for the whole thing to just end and I can just move on and never read a single word from any malay novel ever again in my whole entire life. *breathes.

Right at the moment I am reading "Nineteen Minutes" by someone who could very well be one of my favourite authors: Jodi Picoult. AH! She makes me want to go do research, talk with polices and judges and attorneys and juries and criminals and make a HELL GOOD novel out of it! :)

I should probably tell you that I just spilled some chocolate milk on the poor book that I also happen to just bought like, two days ago. There was some ugly brown splotches on it and I CAN'T STAND THAT! Thus why I thought the best logical thing to do was wash it down with water. Yes, I WASHED a book. Basically, I WASHED PAPER. 

Cue *What The Hell and *Whattafaks.

Whats worse is that that wasn't even the first time I'd done that. You see, the thing  is, when I read something, I'll drag the thing everywhere with me. And I mean EVERYWHERE. Please push aside dirty and/or perverted thoughs. Ehem.

And today, like, just an hour ago, I brought it along (under me armpits, just a like a momma and her child. Errrr.) to the kitchen to grab a container of yogurt. First of all; It wasn't my fault!

ONE; I did not put my yogurt at the back of the refrigerator, behind apples and beans and peas and juice and milk. TWO; I wasn't the irresponsible one who left the cap of her chocolate milk carton open OKAY.

So when I was trying to pull out the yogurts and kasplash bam bam. (Exaggerated a lil' there) Brown splotches on my book and melted-shit-like puddles on the floor. 

Shait. (-__-)

And guess what I did AFTER I washed the book? I freakin' ironed it. Yes, IRONED it. Coz aku takde kesabaran untuk tunggu that book air-dry. Thus resulting in the book looking a thousand years of age because the pages looks like your great great grandmother's skin and some pages even had little torns. Why? Because I may have dragged the iron across the pages just a little too hard. Just a little.

Sorry book! Though these accidents never happen with first edition books AKA hard covers. Maybe its a sign that I should never again buy paperbacks? *sighs.

So thats all. I'm gonna get back to my reading since "Love and Other Disasters" is taking ages to finish downloading. THANK YOU ASSHOLE. *directed to the sucky WiFi connection. 

I'm probably even gonna make some white coffee. I hope I don't spill it all onto Le Book. AGAIN. Coz that'd be just. AWESOME. *smiles.

PS: I need to make myself a list of books to read. Though I'd have trouble finding most of the titles here, E-Books are always helpful. Be a sweety and email me some now, would you? :)

Oh no no no.

Sorry to disappoint you (AS IF!) but this is not an actual post. I just realized that;

I MISSED MY BLOG'S FIRST BIRTHDAY!

*cue gasps.

So I'm going to make it up to you blog-gy baby (yes, I surrender. I've been trying to stop myself from calling my blog just that.) BUT its going to take quite some time! BUT (again) insyaAllah it will be worth it! Thinking of bigger and better things so, 

WATCH THIS SPACE! 

ps: How ELATED - oh wait, that word doesn't even begin to describe it, but close enough - am I when someone tells me that they read my blog and they LOVE it! Oh oh and how when they forget my URL they ask me for it (mostly through Facebook)! Thank you readers! I don't care if you keep yourselves anonymous, knowing that I am NOT INSANE (yay!) by writing crap all day long definitely etch-a-sketches a big fat wide smile on my face! :D (This smiley does no justice.)

Author's Note: Don't give up on me just yet! You should see the amount of drafts I have in my phone for the upcoming post. It's sick! (Oh yes saya memang gemar perasan C O O L) Till then, ciao! And pray for me alright? Exams aren't over yet. Just passing will make me more than happier because.... Oh well. That'll have to wait for another post. ;)

Author's Note 2.

I know, stab me now for another note instead of an actual update.

I have a large abundance of things to say (or more correctly, write) but i just can't find the time to do so. Exams are in a week, and as much as I'd love to rebel against it and hold a 5 foot tall cardboard saying "NO EXAMS, PLEASE!", I can't.

Well, I can, but I'm the kind of person who finds exams unnecessary. Because they are. AND YOU KNOW IT. Don't even try to protest. 

Okay, before this post gets LONG - because we all know about my talent to elongate even the most timid and inconsequential subjects - I would just like to announce that I shall be on HIATUS.

For TWO WEEKS.

Unless you hold a 5 foot sign asking me to update. Then that'll be a completely different story. 

But that would be very unlikely

The reason: Like I mentioned, exams. 

Just take comfort in the fact that I have made SOOOO many drafts of the upcoming post. And since I'll be leaving this blog for two weeks, you can expect a ludicrously dispensable and long comeback post.

Oh yes, it's the Emancipation of Mimi all over again. (Don't bother trying to understand.)

My free time, away from books are used now to spend only on Facebook (just because) and strumming the same ol' same ol' guitar chords. Why can't I use it to update? Becauseee I'm a fickle. And to explain why would cause in this post being GODDD I know how to rant.

That's it lovely people. Enjoy your days. Because they're numbered. KIDDING! Ciao bellas! Oh, and HULLO to Le New Followers! Better un-follow this blog before I inveigle you into the dark side where people rant and babble and type non stop like yours truly.

Thus why I will stop. BYE!

PS: (See what I mean? I can't stop.) HOW staggeringly ANNOYING is it when people spells Edward Cullen wrongly? For example: EDWARD COLLINS. WHAT. THE. FUCK,

I don't mind if anyone wants to go googoogaga over the guy, but SERIOUSLY?? Like, seriously SERIOUSLY? Could you at least have gotten the name right before you go about in your Facebook statuses/anything else saying how "I wish I have a boyfriend like Edward COLLINS" or "I heart Edward COLLINS". HOMG. 

Obviously these people are....

*OUT.

Author's Note.

I miss blogging! Not blogging necessarily, just writing in general.

At the moment, my floor is facing some problems with the internet, and Mr Kerek (my MacBook) being the most kerek laptop on the face of this earth, refuses to connect to something with a petty pace. But I still laffff you baby. Muahmuah.

So the thing is, I will UPDATE as soon as possible, what with exams coming up in a week and the closest I've been to studying is sleeping with the book open on my chest. Hell yes. Haha.

Things to look forward to:

1. Tour around Egypt with the family. Though a short description of this trip will be sans photo(s) because I didn't have the chance to transfer the thousands (NOT KIDDING btw) of photos we took into my Mr Kerek. Oh well, you'd just have to dive into my head to get a picture of it all.

2. A sleepless night and getting to be the third wife of a certain someone.

3. More crap. You know I can never live without it.

4. Purchases. And loads of them. Studying far away from home has its perks baby.

5. More nagging from yours truly about things I MISS.

6. Death of someone (or something) I hold so close to my heart. :'(


Till then, loves! :D

Yet Another Post Where I Ramble On and On and On.

About Me.

Who is Nurul Nadhrah binti Zainal?

-- PAUSE --

Okay, the inspiration for this post came from the movie entitled "The Nanny Diaries" starring Scarlett Johansson. Oh kenapa kau kena lawa + hot sangat lagi2 gambar2 yang kau model untuk MNG tu. Sangat membencikan! Okay, lari topic. You know/remember the part where she's being interviewed and the first thing that the interviewer asked her was somewhere along the lines of "Who is Annie Leibovitz?" or "Tell me about Annie Leibovitz" and she had no idea what to say?

Coincidentally, I got that same question when I was being interviewed for the MARA scholaship. Honestly, I, like Annie in the movie, had no idea what to say. I didn't even expect to be asked something like that. Okay, I did think that there was a big possibility that they would ask me to describe myself. I never practiced to answer that question because I thought, come on la. Confirm la aku boleh jawab. 

*buzzer WRONG! 

I ended up beginning the interview with a long pause, before I begin to admit to being "outgoing" (which I'm still not sure whether I am, or not), and the rest I can't recall. But I do remember labelling myself as LAZY as well. Oh yes. I mean, who goes for an interview to get a scholarship to study MEDICINE and tells the interviewer, who may as well be the one who defines her fate, that he/she is LAZY? WHO? I ask you! Apparently and unfortunately enough, that person is yours truly.

But that is in the past. 

The thing is, right now I shall try to write about myself. Hope I succeed, especially after 18 years of playing the role "Myself" on this play called "Life".

-- RESUME --

Nurul Nadhrah is a 18 year old girl who was born in Malacca, but was raised throughout her lifetime in Selangor, Malaysia. 

*blank

See? I'm already out of ideas. So I'm not even gonna bother to continue. Makes you wonder right? Who really does know you? With the exception of God Almighty, of course. I mean, who has the right, the authority to really define yourself? Some people insist that they're the person who knows themselves best. But go ahead, ask them to describe themselves. Most of them/us will just crash and burn.

And I'm not talking about simple informations such as where you were born, where you're living, who are the members of your family, et cetera et cetera. That thing, I can find in a profile folder somewhere inside the CIA or at least the Malaysia version of a somewhat CIA. No, gerak khas is NOT the Malaysian equivalent of CIA. Go drive a car straight into a galley right now! 

Hell and I'm just talking crap again. So I'm going to STOP myself before my followers decide to bail on me. 

Which reminds me, THANKS for following! I see my followers have increased and my blog hits is up. That's a good thing.

Okay to clear some things up I didn't start this blog hoping I'd have like, a thousand followers and a fanbase or whatever. I'm just pleased that people are reading what I write in here. I like knowing that there is someone out there who knows a little something about what I'm going through the day even though my posts lack sincerity and emotion  at times, but heck! It's like talking to something/someone that would just listen, never judges and never comments. 

Below is a preview of what I've been doing for the past few days. 

Reading "Midnight Sun" by Stephenie Meyer. 

She should really just publish this book even though it's leaked. People would still go out and buy it, like, seriously. What with all the Twi-hard fans. 

Studying.

Trying my hand at a photo editing software that's kinda similar to Photoshop: Seashore. 

And the results:

I. SUCK.

Taking pictures of self because I suddenly felt a PANG of self consciousness. 

Please do not notice the stomach. I just downed some serious nasi goreng + chicken burger.

I also put up the picture I edited as my profile picture! 

And a fistful dose of Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt in "500 Days of Summer". 

Sweeeettttttt and oh so adorable rasa nak sepak terajang 1000x.

Just boring stuff. Not so much a chance of having a socially active life around here, y'know. I mean, I can't even find a decent ice blended ANYTHING around here. And they don't even have the ice cream shake here in Baskin Robbins. What they DO have is milk shake, which is atrocious! Since I'm not even a fan of something that has the word milk and shake combined in it's name. They just put in a puny scoop of Very Berry Strawberry and that's it. AND they charge you LE 26 for it. WTF?!? That's like 20 MYR for milk and a sad amount of ice cream blended together! 

Rip offs. -__-

But that's not gonna stop me from going there coz only God knows how many times a day do I spend craving ice cream and CHOCOLATE! Or a combination of both. AHHH FML!

I just realized ice blended/ice cream/milkshake has nothing to do with a social life. FML again.

I'm like that sometimes. Random. And OMG why do I WRITE SO MUCH INSIGNIFICANT CRAP HERE! It's as if I haven't tortured my friends enough with my constant babbling, and now I'm torturing ) 0.00000000000000001% of the world's population who happens to read my blog.

But seriously, I can't get enough of chocolates and ice creams. Not that I have them everyday, I mean, I CAN, but I'd prefer not to burn any holes in my pockets. I mean, jeans are expensive! WTF am I talking about.

Oh so lately been missing the family! OMGOMGOMG. I know, I should already be used to all this separation, what with being shipped away into boarding school for five years. But that's different, obviously. Across the ocean kind of different.

The family can come visit me like, the most frequent is once a week back then. But NOT NOW. Oh yeah. I wish they could, you know. That way they could bring me some food like they used to. You have NO IDEA how much you have underestimated Malaysian food once you leave it for good.

I'm telling you Malaysians who are about to move to a different country: STOCK UP ON THOSE FOOD. Hell, TAKE AS MUCH AS YOU CAN WITH YOU.

Oh roti canai, nasi lemak, CHAR KUEY TEOW (ZOMG kempunan gila benda alah niiii), burger ramli, segala lauk-pauk yang some I don't even know the name of because I just choose not to but instead just GOBBLE IT ALL UP! :999

I think I'm gonna end this post now. Too much words. Even I'm getting a headache. 

OH! Lastly, something to look forward to: THE FAMILY coming over here next week for Hari Raya Qurban!! :DDD And and and the plan with Wina for this December and with Paca for next summer! xDDDDD 

*hyperventilates

Peace out! :D

++ I WANNAAA BE A PART OF THISSSSSS!!!!!!