Rainy Days.

You know how I've been talking about a new phone? Well, screw that. I think I'm finally going to get myself a new camera. I could just borrow one my sister's, but they're using theirs almost constantly, and I pretty much understand how pissed off they would be when they needed to use it / there's a picture perfect moment and realize that I borrowed it.

I loveeee you, car.

Okay I'm giving excuses. MEHEH. But seriously now. The only camera I can pretty much bring with me without slightly pissing anyone off is my parents' Canon 50D. I love that camera... but its much too heavy to lug around. 

Especially since I bring my Macbook to class almost everyday now, and it weighs A TONNE. Okay, it doesn't really weigh that much, but HEAVY ENOUGH to render me half-dead when I run towards class (dis' what happens when you deliberately attempt to be tardy).

Took off my sweater immediately after getting inside the car coz I was sweating like hewwwlll walking towards my car.

And I miss having a camera of my own (which won't die on me in 10 minutes) and take photos of literally everything. Which is what I usually do with my camera phone, but lets face it. My HTC's camera is not fast enough for me to snap a photo of that good looking guy walking past or that old lady who stares at my suede blue creepers.

Suede blue creepers. You're a size too big... I have to do something about that.

Its been raining almost every day here (in the evenings), and I love it. I love rainy days, and driving cautiously and ever so slowly in the rain is pretty intoxicating slash exhilarating. Basically, its the only time when I forgive people for driving like snails on the right lane.

I never was a fan of Starbucks, honestly. But THIS - Green Tea Frappuccino Cream - is... OMG. TOO. DAMN. GOOD. And its green tea! Which I adore, and make it a point to drink 3-4 times a day at home.

VENTI sized, baby. I honestly didn't realize I agreed to the largest portion, but HECK. First time that I've ever literally licked something clean! Oh myums, getting more tomorrow. :-9

More rain!

BTW today was a fun day in college. Didn't do much... but I loved it nonetheless. Friends are too awesome, and too thin. LOL. We're already planning on eating fatty crabs somewhere in PJ (if I'm not mistaken) and banana leaf rice at Nirwana (YAY!).

Spoiling my diet lah these girls. Seriously. WTF happened to me losing a lot of weight once I'm twenty??! -_______- 

And we're probably heading to this... place (the name escapes me right now) tomorrow with the whole class, where according to the boys; it serves the largest burgers EVARHH (in Malaysia at least, coz have you seen Man VS Food??! Insane!) and its bigger than everyone's FACE.

WTF. I'm never gonna lose weight. *sobs*

Lastly, some photos of myself I took using... what else(!) ; the timer. :-P

Wearing:

Grey jersey tank top, MNG // Leopard sweater, Topshop (I bought this baby using EXACT cash, LOL. Wanted it too bad) // Black skinnies, ZARA // Creepers, London Underground @ Camden.

You may notice that all the pictures above are of my side view. Thats because I love my side view. I'm happy to have a bum and bosoms, its the kelebaran (width) from the front and back that frustrates me.

And... thats about it. Till the next post(!)

MEGA CHEEKS. OW YEAH.

Something Happened on a Saturday.

So(!) Last Saturday I finally got to meet my buddy Eja, since I didn't get to attend her birthday soiree on the ninth. Oh damn that mix up is so tragic, I swear. Finally after a lot of delays, what with me being busy with my assignments and her preparing for her finals this Wednesday, we got to see each other.

We didn't do any planning beforehand, so we had no idea where we were headed. I think both of us were certain of one thing and one thing only: We were hungry and we want food. Yes sir. So it happens that a friend of mine invited me over to his house for his brother's wedding, and I thought: FREE. FOOD. But since I'm unbelievably bad at finding my way towards a destination (and Eja is no exception, we've gotten lost together a couple of times...), so I decided to just skip the wedding and instead headed towards Bangsar.

My plan, initially, was to taste this famous Nasi Lemak (banana leaf rice) at a shop called Nirwana there but OF COURSE at that moment I simply was not able to recall any information about the place. So we somehow ended up having lunch at Alexis. 

(Source: My crappy HTC Hero)

Eja. 

(Source: @ejaibrahim)

Mixed berries meringue.

I think Alexis is crapping everyone. Of all the times I've been there, the pavlova is never available, but THIS always is. Its pretty much a pavlova, seriously, thus why I'm pretty confused and curious  as to how pavlovas are supposed to look and taste like from Alexis's POV.

Whilst we were eating, I received an epiphany. 

Okay no lah. I was reminded of my friend Mia who is studying to be a French teacher at IPBA, which is pretty near to where we were (Okay I say that its pretty near, but I honestly don't have any idea). So I called her up, and we headed to Pavilion, where the three of us met up.

OH. Plus one other person; Mia's boyfriend. LOL.

WE GONNA INTERRUPT YOUR DATE AND WE'RE NOT GONNA BE THE LEAST ASHAMED OF IT. 

Though thankfully enough, her boyfriend blended well with us (except the part where we laugh hysterically at, well... everything) and wasn't the type who sulked coz we interrupted his date. Mia, we approve! ^^ As if she's going to care, but whatever. 

Tallest, taller, tall. 

The word short does not exist in our vocabulary.

Fake laughing. A thing originated by our dear friend, Ayui, who shall join us in all our shamelessness when she gets home from South Korea for her break. 

Trying out BB cream at Etude House. ZITS ARE EVIL. They invade my nose, all. The. Time. If I were to have been there with my mother, my guess is that she probably would not have let me squat in public. 

BTW, damn my hair grows fast. Like, seriously. Its grown two and a half inches longer in a month.

(Source: Eja's FB)

After walking around and making a few purchases (well, technically I was the only person who shopped for something), Eja and myself bid Mia and her boyfriend goodbye. 

Another one of my dear friend who was supposed to join the trip that day was Paca. But unfortunately he couldn't make it coz he has assignments to finish. So we decided to just drop by to where he was, coz I haven't seen this guy for TWO months since I've been in Malaysia. Which is pretty stupid, really. 

And soo Eja and I began our trip (assisted by GPS, of COURSE) and somehow we eventually ended up on an expressway headed towards Ipoh. What's amusing is how our first reaction was; WTF HO NO HO NO HO NO, but then when we thought about it we were like; "Apa yang sedap kat Ipoh, eh?" (What's good to eat in Ipoh?). 

-___________-" Trust US to be thinking that instead of WTF WE'RE HEADED TOWARDS IPOH.

Fortunately enough, we found our way after one too many wrong turns, and made it to Kajang. I think lah, Kajang. LOL WTH. IDEK.

So what happened was... I finally got to meet up with my long lost twin / male doppelganger. LOL!

If you have the amazing ability to somehow recognize him from this dark photo, KUDOS! If you watch NTV7 (especially on weekend mornings) you would know that he used to be a host for their kids' programme. Read about it HERE.

Which... I... never... got to watch. I feel like such a bad friend(!) But the thing is, I rarely ever watch NTV7 anymore, and am rarely ever awake early enough on the weekends to catch the show. And whenever I DO remember, I somehow always manage to forget when the show actually starts, or just miss the show altogether. -_____-"

And now he's no longer the host. 

But BAHHH whatever. If I wasn't hospitalized back then, who knows whether he'd stumble upon that audition call in the newspaper. :-P

And after that, Eja and I went back to Shah Alam and slept like a mega baby. Whatever a MEGA baby is.

On another note, I have a rather embarrassing confession:

I want a boyfriend.

And I blame it all on Simon, my Jordanian friend here in college. I'll tell you guys about the details... later, because I have a deadline to catch(!).

Before I properly end this post, I wanna say that; I'm happy now. I'm in a good place. My classes are something that I enjoy going to (except English, coz its bloody boring), my new friends are awesome, I get to drive every day, I've made friends with a race other than Malays and people other than just mere Malaysians, I receive assignments, I don't need to study everything straight out of JUST a textbook, I'm finally able to use full English in conversations (I missed that ever since I left primary school)... I'm just happy.

I get to actually experience the university life I've always imagined and wanted. So even though I would always feel that tiny sense of regret for giving up medicine, I'm more than glad that I decided to leave it behind... coz what I exchanged it for is so much better. 

Alhamdulillah. :-)

Officially Twenty.

So the thing is: I'm officially twenty years old now! Yayness! Yes, strangely enough, I'm not that disappointed that I'm a year older. Just because I've completely embraced the fact that 'Age is just a number'. And you're as old as you let yourself be, y'know?

Thank you loads to the friends who wished me a Happy Birthday on Facebook. Though I love you guys for it, I sincerely hope that the trend of typing HB (apparently now a famous abbrev. for Happy Birthday) would die. Like, now, if possible.

I appreciate the greetings all the same, but if it was up to me, I wouldn't post something like HB, or SHJ/SHL on my friends' Facebook wall / text message them that on their birthday, coz it looks like I'm just damn lazy. I'd like for my friends to know how much I love them, and how much I appreciate their presence in my life, so I don't want to risk them thinking that I can't even make time to type eleven more letters, but I can type 140 letters on Twitter.

My birthday was good. No parties and all, just because I have no experience in hosting parties... and because birthdays aren't really a big deal to me anymore.

Though it was a nice (expected) surprise from my tutorial group mates when they bought me a blueberry cheesecake in college. I don't have pictures, unfortunately. Coz I now live off my sister's phone AND camera. My HTC's keypad is high-larious. Like, seriously. WTF. I think its time for a spankin' new phone... don't you think Ayah? Mama? :-P

Even though they've already gifted me a bouquet of flowers.

Oh gosh... is it bad that I'm actually laughing at the sight of this bouquet right now? LOL. I find little things like these to be sooo amusing sometimes, for some reason. And this one being the irony at the fact that my parents got me THAT up there. 

Which, if you don't know, is like, basically an almost complete package of the things I loathe. First(!) THE BEAR. Do you see it?? Its a TEDDY BEAR. I hate teddy bears. I love stuffed animals, but I sincerely dislike rigid teddy bears (with the exception of the Oxford University one our family got from England coz its an OXFORD UNI BEAR, durhh)... and this one is HOLDING A HEART.

Pfft. I'm laughing as I type this right now. OMG I hate heart holding bears so much, you have no idea. And something to add to this amusement is the abundance of Ferrero Rochers in this bouquet. I love chocolates, so its a bit funny that out of the many chocolates that I enjoy stuffing my face with, this bouquet has the chocolate I hate most. 

I've never liked Ferrero Rochers. No one in my family does, actually. So its unfortunate that they're such a staple chocolate in gift-giving, coz we never touch any of it. Whenever I receive a box I would never know how to react. It wouldn't be nice if I went ahead and show my disgust, now is it? Definitely not. So I always end up saying something like, "Ohh errr... ahh, thank you." WTH.

The roses I can stand lah. But I dislike how it reminds me of Mister. Coz (of course) YES he just HAD to be the first person I ever gave roses to! I bought a bouquet of red ones and gave it to him during his graduation. And now whenever I see red roses, he pops out. 

Great feeling.... not.

The topic of my birthday put aside until next year, I'm going to boast to you about my attendance to the....

JUSTIN BIEBER CONCERT...

... held in Stadium Merdeka.

I can actually imagine some of you reading this going 'AWWWW' and some going 'I don't give a rat's ass about you attending a concert by an untalented little gay twat'.

Which brings me to the topic of haters (okay, taking a lil detour): GET. A. LIFE. No, I know you have one, but seriously? What is with all the hate? IDGI. I mean, I hate Akon with a vengeance, but I don't troll around on his YouTube videos leaving comments like; "Akon, you suck" / "Thumbs up if you think Akon sucks" or go around typing 'Bodoh punya Akon' on Facebook, or tweeting about how 'Every other artists can sing better than A-f*cking-Kon' and how Malaysia should bring in Dr Dre instead of him coz Dre's so much more talented.

If you hate him, then you hate him. Expressing hate in my opinion is just a waste of energy. You get nothing out of it. Might as well put Bieber's poster in your room and throw darts at it. It works better that way, no?

I'm not saying all this just because I love Justin Bieber. Coz I'm not even that big a fan of him. Its just because any and all haters are just.... hateful. Like, seriously, calm down lah. 

Back to the topic of Le Concert, it was great. Honestly speaking, Justin Bieber isn't an awesome singer live, but I give him points for being a great performer in general. He's multi-talented, obviously. THAT you can't deny.

Our homegrown Mizz Nina opened for the show, and I liked the beat she danced to when she got on stage. But other than that, her performance was OKAY lahh. Moreover when the only we know from her is 'What You Waiting For'.

Though I'm not one to judge since the only local artists' concert I've been to was the one in Istana Budaya with Siti Nurhaliza, Faizal Tahir and Aizat; though that was pretty awesome. Siti's voice is FLAWLESS, Faizal Tahir was extremely entertaining and the same goes to Aizat.

*coughs* Back to the Bieber concert.

I have to say that I'm disappointed plus embarrassed by the venue. I much preferred that the organizers did the concert somewhere indoors. Especially since its always raining around here in the evening, and because indoor concerts offer better quality in terms of sound and acoustics.

The first thing that I was most disappointment at that night were the policemen. Hate them now, like, seriously. I even took to brushing off one of the policemen's arm when he told me to go somewhere. IDGAF.

The second thing was... the distance between my seats and the stage. My cousin and I bought tickets that were supposedly, on the side of the stage, because that was basically where I sat when I saw Paramore in  Manchester (and the seats were TOO AWESOME, its like, if I jumped, I could easily lunge myself towards Jeremy and his sexy self). 

But it turns out that we had this white railing thingy in front of us:

Though what's weird is how I wished we could've gotten our hands on the 400++ MYR priced tickets instead, coz that was unfortunately the only good seats. You're f*cked up if you bought tickets any less than 200++ MYR, coz you'd either be unbelievably far away, or you have a huge white screen in front of you to watch Justin blocking your view of seeing him FOR REALZ.

WTF right? Its like paying for some ridiculously expensive movie ticket.

Malaysia needs a proper concert hall. Like, seriously. My sisters and my cousin who went with me will probably never settle for anything less than FRONT ROW seats / moshpits from now on. I mean, we're probably going to die from not eating for like, a month or two, but it beats seeing an artist the size of a rice grain. (LOL, my sister's friend said that.)

Sisters and muh fat self.

Cousins.

The moment when everyone went really crazy was when the countdown timer went on. 

I expected this coz my sister got to catch Bieber live in the UK, and she said, for the whole 15 minutes that the timer was on, people went BANANAS.

Beliebers are crazy. You don't even know.

Around the 10th minute mark, a DJ came onstage and my first thought was: "NO WAY. IS THAT CHRIS BROWN?!?" And then proceeded with screaming and shouting out his name.

It wasn't him. It was just the DJ. I got fooled coz all a sudden Yeah 3x came on. -___-" The DJ was pretty cool, but because the majority of people seated near the stage were parents and their child(ren), he didn't get that big a response.

So he basically just played some jams like, (as I mentioned) Yeah 3x, DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love Again, I Got A Feeling, etc. until everyone started counting down for Justin at the 10th second mark.

And so, the show REALLY starts!

The best pictures are the ones I took of the screen on stage, coz whenever I take a picture of Justin in the flesh, he's barely visible, because of the lights. -___-

The moment when he stopped singing a while, and formed puddles and puddles of GIRLS just by smiling. 

The lucky girl who got to receive a bouquet of flowers from Justin on stage that every Belieber will forever be jealous of. The girl herself will probably never sleep a day in her life as well. I mean, Bieber right smacked in front of your FACE, man!

Damn you Selena! LOL. Kidding. I love her, but I hate her latest song 'Who Says'. SO MUCH HATE FOR THAT SONG. She was actually backstage during the concert, coz it was in the papers today, pictures included that she got on a flight with Justin. 

I have a weak spot for drummers, and will always do.

A lot of people fell for this, while I was dead certain that the concert hadn't ended. Simply because he didn't even sing 'Baby' yet. 

But then the screen started displaying words like:

Do you want more?

*screams*

Are you sure?

*screams*

Make some noise!

*screams louder*

Louder!

*screams even louder*

LOUDER!

*screams to heart's content*

And then he comes out again, and introduces... PREPARE TO JUST DIE A LITTLE; 

JOEL *fcking* MADDEN.

I really died a little then, like, SERIOUSLY. I read his tweet before I left the house, and I knew that he was in Asia / Australia, but for him to be THERE. 

OMYGOD. I'm hyperventilating all over again.

I love himmmm! I think I got more excited for him than for Bieber last night. Simply because I LOVE THIS MAN. You have NO IDEA how much love I have for Good Charlotte.

I memorize their songs according to its arrangement in their albums and whatnot. Good Charlotte was, like, one of the earliest bands I listen to and Joel was obviously enough, my first band crush. So yes, I did scream out 'I LOVE YOU JOEL' the whole time he was on stage.

Too little time though, which made me sad a bit, coz back when Good Charlotte came to Malaysia in... 2007(?) I couldn't make it coz I was in boarding school. :-( SUPERSAD. I hope someone organizes for them to come again. I need to at least see them live once. 

The end. 

All in all, it was a great concert. Honestly, every concert can be awesome, if you take part and know how to enjoy yourself, pushing aside all of what it lacks and whatever.

We sang to EVERYTHING. Seriously. Even to the ABC song that Little Justin sang on the home video montage they showed in between breaks. LOL. My sister first looked at me like 'WTF' but then joined in anyway. -____-

Our voices was damn buruk, but we don't care. We can't dance properly to save our lives, but we don't care either. We be singing and dancing all we want! Hahah! *continues to dance pathetically*

Okay so Maroon 5's album has been on REPEAT in my car, so.... *checks account balance and decide whether its worth being broke to see Adam Levine in the flesh.*

I think the answer is pretty much self-explanatory. SOOOO GOING!

Now I'm gonna go think about whether or not I should go catch Switchfoot live, only two days after Maroon 5, coz I wanna sing their songs and be all-layan when they sing the songs used as the OST for 'A Walk to Remember'. But I guess I can get the cheapest tickets for that one, coz I don't have a specific person I want to ogle at.

Hurm. :-/