Bored and Not Fasting.

LOL.

I think a few of my friends may have gotten a bit too excited at the mention of a guy in my last post. Because lets face it, me liking guys? Never heard of after Mister.

And one or two are already assuming I have a boyfriend. True story: I don't. Have thought about the idea more than I've ever did in years… but thats about it. I will always end up with the same conclusion; No. For a couple reasons.

But one thing I'll tell you though: I'm quite smitten with that guy whose picture I blurred. And its a tiny miracle that I'm not yet bored of him like I usually am with most guys that came after Mister. Which is a good thing… I guess.

Thats about it at this point.

Right now I'm blogging from my the iMac in my parents's room because I sent in my Macbook for re-formatting yesterday, and they told me its going to take about 4-7 working days before its done. Which is why I assume I won't be getting it for like, another 2 weeks… given that its almost Raya and whatnot.

I also told them that I wanted to change its battery. Which resulted in this guy telling me to just invest in a new Macbook, rather than paying about one-third of its price to replace something. 

I hated his guts. Because the guy has a point. I've been reading about the new Macbooks even before I consulted the guy, and damn it. They. Are. Fast. Other than that, they make my Macbook look feel ancient. I'd know, since I helped get my sister her Macbook (coz she started college, and we're only allowed our own notebook when that happens) and well… I love my Macbook and all. But yea. I have to admit whether I like it or not that it is an old BAMF.

Now I'm thinking about getting another Macbook. BLOODY. I'm already planning for an iMac once our new house is done to put in my own room. But yea, now I want another notebook. And the Air is looking pretty damn good right about now.

But….. NO.

First reason being, I'm still doing my foundations. Why the F do I need a notebook with a faster processor for? Its not like I'm doing any rendering jobs at the moment. So I'm saving the thought for later, when I really feel that its necessary, and not just because I need an excuse to buy something that costs a bomb.

Speaking of things that costs a bomb… I recently paid for like, 9-10 of the kaftans my family purchased from Fashion Valet. One of them costs around 300 MYR. Average. So yea, do the maths.

Means that I've charged about 3000 MYR++ on my credit card. Not including the shopping I did after the semester ended. Hey hey hey I needed the retail therapy alright?! Yes. So. It is excused.

And the work I did on my hair is also not yet accounted for. Sh*t. My dad is going to MURDER me. Either that, or he's going to take away my credit cards. Which will result in me dying anyways, coz lets face it. I'm stingy about paying for my own petrol with cash. And shopping that exceeds 200 MYR… I don't really want to pay for.

So yea. Credit card = Daddy pays for it. And okay… I'm being a brat. But I remember Mama telling me once that if I feel stressed out and retail therapy's the thing that could help me calm down, then I'm allowed to shop!

FINE. She said it when I was back in Egypt. But she didn't specify on PLACE back then. So how am *I* supposed to know that it doesn't apply for when I'm in Malaysia as well? 

I. Am. Shameless.

I'm actually bored right about now. Am really really tempted to fry myself a batch of french fries, but decided against it because I'm on a diet. And I would HATE myself if I gain any weight, especially since I just lost another kilo this week.

Which makes my weight 54 kilos right now. I'm aiming for 50 kilos. So yea. FOUR more.

If possible I want to reach said target by end of September before I head over to Singapore. OH that reminds me that.. YAY! Singapore on the 23rd! And immediately after that, on the next weekend; I'll be off to Amsterdam for a whole week!

*jumps around*

I'm SO excited. I was told on Monday that there's a proposed trip to Russia at the same time we're going to Amsterdam… and I got a little greedy. LOL. But whatever. 

There's more trips to come anyways. And I hear New York and Italy is on the list somewhere next year. *big smile*

I'm REALLY hoping I'd have at least a one or two week break in December so I can go to Egypt, and spend a whole week there, to spend time with friends and do whatever it is that I used to do as a routine there. 

But if anything happens, I'll definitely postpone the trip to March 2012 since thats when I finish my foundation (InsyaAllah). Basically I'd have nothing to do up till I start doing my degree, so YAY! A longer stay in Egypt perhaps. *glee*

I've heard about the new couples, and new pair(s) who are planning to marry!! OMG. SO CRAZY!

So thats about it. I'm going to go do… whatever. Perhaps another few hundred lunges up until I feel that searing pain in my thighs.

I'll put up something with pictures once I get my Macbook back. Goodbye!

Finding Home.

Its so frustrating when I want to write a post, but I either (1) Have no idea what to write about, or (2) Write something halfway and never really finishing it for one or multiple reasons all at once. Especially now that I'm about to send my dearest Macbook for re-formatting, and I'm pretty sure that I won't be getting to see it in about a couple weeks or so. More so when Raya is just around the corner. 

So this morning I woke up, thanks to mother dearest who asked me whether I wanted to join her and my father to view houses. At first I was pretty reluctant because I've developed a much stronger liking to my bed compared to... well, ever, ever since the semester ended last Friday. My body doesn't really part with my bed before noon. 

And thats only because I personally hate waking up any time after twelve, because I'd feel like I've wasted my day. Which will usually result in me mentally abusing myself for doing so.

Bidding goodbye to my bed, I proceeded with brushing my teeth and washing my face, a regime that has lost all meaning to me because right now my face is a wreck, and I don't foresee how rubbing Japanese facial wash in circular motions on my face is going to help reduce anything in the time that I need all these blemishes and scars to disappear; First day of raya.

Not that I look presentable on the past first days of raya anyways. Boohoo. So blame me for thinking that once I turn twenty I'd look like a proper lady for once.

So yes, back to the topic at hand. 

The six of us headed out to Bukit Jelutong, where the house we're about to see is located. We've actually visited it the week before, but not knowing that an appointment needs to be made before we can enter the house, we only managed to walk around the premises. 

Looks bland from the outside, but *sigh* the interior is magnificent.

I took more than 200 pictures today, so it would be particularly insane of me to think that anyone would bother going through a blog post with that many photos. So I'm only putting up the ones that I love most.

Starting with; The dining room.

This has to be my favourite space in the whole house.

To be honest I've always wished for such a dining table after seeing it on The Selby (the feature for this one gay couple), but have always been a little 'chicken' about presenting the idea to both my parents, for fear that they would disagree. But it turns out they too loved this concept, and I am hoping they would really consider implementing the idea to our own future dining room.

But if not... then. Well. I'd have to wait till I have my own place. 

Second space would be the kitchen.

You see the photo above? You have no idea how much I. LOVE. IT. And its entirely because it means no more f-ing cockroaches in the kitchen since there would be no dampness and such. Its all steel. 

See, I DESPISE cockroaches. I hate them to the core, though too bad that all that hate is still isn't sufficient enough to buy me courage to kill them in one bloody penyapu-beating massacre. I know having steel instead of the usual wood cupboards in the kitchen won't promise me a hundred-percent that the kitchen itself would be roach free...

But hey! As long as I can spray them with insecticide and see (or most probably not, coz... EW) them wriggling to death and easily sweep them away after; I'm a pretty happy bunny. 

Less screaming from me would be good as well.

I love that everything is neither too quaint, or too modern, but just... balanced.

Other than those two spaces that oddly related to food (Hmmm), I also love how theres just a lot of textures and patterns and subtle colours.

I especially love something like this, coz I'm the kind of person who needs to feel and touch before I believe it. So yes, I would gladly enjoy running my fingers through this wooden ornament. 

Just plain rocks, but the impact they give to the whole outlook of the lawn. Amazing.

Again, look at the different elements and textures. SO BLOODY NICE.

And of course, who doesn't love a pool?

After we were done stealing interior design ideas from the house (coz yes, thats why we were there), all of us headed to our future house(!) that is progressing unbelievably fast. 

Our basement with like, fifteen parking spaces I think? WOOHOO (coz in my head this means more cars shall be bought, but of course... money doesn't grow on trees). Which is (almost) at the same height as the first floor of a normal house. 

That box in the middle is the elevator shaft. (Oh yes, no exercise... I wonder how much larger my thighs are gonna get)

Swimming pool, that looks NOTHING like it. FOR NOW.

Stairs going down to the patio and up into our house.

I feel like it was only like, a month ago that this land was just... well. A land. Mushy land. But now some things are beginning to take shape. SO EXCITED! Looking forward for them to finish on the first few elevations before proceeding with the second, and then the third level.

I can't wait to move in! *glee* The parents also promised a studio on the top level. Happy bunny. Happy bunny.

P/S: I'm so stubborn. And confused. I better not mess this one up though. :-(

In No Particular Order.

Hello! So, yes. Yesterday was THE final presentation for my first semester. This means I have about three weeks of holiday, excluding that one day (the 22nd) where I'll be having an English exam. Though I have to be honest and say that I didn't end the semester as well as I would've wanted to, because of THIS:

Its no use trying to defend myself right now, but lets just say that I didn't have enough guts (and time) to go ahead with original design, so I went ahead and constructed a... (1) Child's playhouse, (2) Security guard post, (3) A loo. Yeap. Its a 3-in-1 thing... NOT.

But thats in the past now. All I can do is learn from it.

It feels a bit awkward though... not having anything to do. So up till now I've spent most of my time sleeping. And reading. Oh! And being excited about our future house, which I'm happy to say is an on-going project... finally!

*jumps up and down*

You have no idea how long my whole family have been waiting for this house. So yeah, Alhamdulillah. Its a dream come true for all of us.

So far, I'm satisfied with my life now. I've said it too many times, but yes, I feel like I always kinda HAVE to compare what I am now, and what I was in Egypt; unhappy. Its sad, but true.

Oh, a couple of weeks ago I even went back to school! I've missed SEMASHUR. It was for a program my intake did to expose the form five students about what comes after SPM. At first they actually told me to give a speech about medicine and Egypt (for fear that no one studying medicine there would make it on that day) and my reaction was;

WHAT. THE. F. NO. F. WAY.

If I did give a speech about it, I'd probably get tomatoes thrown at me or something. 

"Oh, by the way, I failed almost all my subjects when doing medicine, and after that I gave up my scholarship and now I'm studying architecture in a private university. Ok, sekian terima kasih."

Tomatoes. Splattered. All over my face. 

But honestly I did wish I was given the chance to tell them to (ultimately); Go after what they love to do. I mean, everyone wants something that promises them a good income in the future, but hey. If you don't love what you do, I don't see the point in you doing it.

I don't want to be the person, who by the end of the day, goes back home and think; 'I hate my job'. If I love something, I don't mind working for it. Money will come later, insyaAllah. And whoever says your day job is the only thing that can earn you cash anyways?

Though I did manage to tell this to my former junior dormmates. 

I personally hope that kids would further inform themselves of anything that comes after highschool, since schools aren't really much help. A lot of people think that if you take law, you become a lawyer. If you take medicine, you become a doctor. If you take architecture, you become an architect. Theres more to it than that, and everyone deserves to know.

A few weeks before that, I went to Urbanscapes. Which was... to be honest; a bit underwhelming. I was personally hoping to bring home some awesome item of clothing, but most (if not all) of the stalls there were selling vintage things. And I can't really carry off vintage dresses and whatnot.

Plus, I missed all the acts I planned to catch. Diandra Arjunaidi, Liyana Fizi, etc. But I did get to catch this awesome dude at the Moonshine stage.... I can't recall his name right now. But it was Ashley something.

Further proof that I didn't really have much fun there; I didn't take any photos. Except for the cup of Boostjuice I bought on the way home.

Later that night I went to the Sepang F1 Circuit to catch the drag race together with Paca.

It was a good experience. But I don't think I'll be coming again years to come... at least not until I really come to understand engines and shizz. All I know is to go 'WHOA'. 

Fail.

Out of topic... but, guys who carry their girl's handbags are stupid. And the girls who LET their boyfriends carry their handbags are stupid as well. 

Girls: Kalau tak reti nak pegang sendiri bag tu, tak payah nak menggatal bawak in the first place.

Boys: Tak payah nak terasa kau gentleman or 'sho shweet' tolong pegang handbag girlfriend. You look like a fool.

Some time in between everything I went to catch the Arsenal VS Harimau Malaya thing. Honestly? I was on Arsenal's side... but towards the end, I leaned more towards Harimau Malaya coz I wanted them to at least score ONE goal so it wouldn't be such an embarrassing loss.

LOL so focused.

Afterwards was just a bunch of us hanging out at Rasta. I reached home at four in the morning. NICE. Oh, y'know, like a teenager should be.

Oh wait. I'm already twenty. DRRATS!

And just recently, I got to catch the second leg of Malaysia VS Singapore. Almost freaked out coz I didn't get tickets, but luckily Ayah has contacts, and we received complimentary VIP tickets.

It was a devastating loss, and I honestly almost cried. I know, wayyy to expressive for someone who has never truly invested any time or money on local football. But I strongly feel that it has something to do with our seats being so close to the Singaporean supporters. And hearing their cheers and shiz leaves me in a combo of being pissed off and becoming an emotional wreck.

I literally spent almost the whole night facepalm-ing myself.

But yeah, even though I was sad, I was also angry as well. I mean, yes, for one, at the Singapore players who keeps on faking injuries. Though I was actually more angry towards the attitude of Malaysians (excluding a few) because almost the whole stadium disrespected Singapore's national anthem by booing and whatnot.

I mean, come on la. No one ever thought you to be courteous and polite ke weh? 

And then after the match ended, people at the top began throwing drinking bottles down. Like, what. THE. Malu beyond belief okay. Tak faham what these people are trying to do. 

.... I guess that's about it. I didn't really plan this post out carefully. Well, obviously. What I did was just choose a few photos from my Blackberry that I can write about. :-D

Till later. And OH! Its late... but, SELAMAT MENYAMBUT RAMADHAN AL-MUBARAK! 

Lately.

Howdy y'all. Truthfully, I don't really miss blogging that much. Though I don't plan on quitting just as well. I think its good for me to have a place where I can write whatever, even when no one really reads them.

Life's been... pretty good. 

Hectic. And stressful, at times. A lot of times actually. But generally; all is well. 

A friend and mine's Singapore GP passes have arrived. Look at how well made they are! Malaysia, take a cue. 

A prototype of the absolute final project for this semester, and after that is just three weeks of pure bliss.

THIS is what's been driving me up the wall... well, one of the things anyway. I hate that I had to face this for hours in a day, but love that I now know how to use it! Hello to well-edited family videos in the future.

Had luck with a couple or more guys after Mister. But so far, none have been able to hold my interest any longer than a few months. Until this guy comes along. 

Though (HAH!) don't be looking for love stories on my blog soon, coz yea. I'm still that girl who holds on strongly to my stay-single principle.

And thats about it. For now, anyways. Its a long shot, but I hope I'd be able to update more regularly. For my own sake.

P/S: Singapore in September. Amsterdam (class trip) in October. Am honestly hoping I'd have time for Egypt in December, given that I have a week or two break from classes. InsyaAllah.