Belajar bersungguh-sungguh!

I have a feeling that I am getting a littttttle bit carried away with this luxurious products case study.

2011. Menswear.

I'm just sayin'...

Homework 2: Kohlberg's Stages of Moral Development

I know Kohl's.

I know Berg(dorf Goodman).

...and my morale is usually at its lowest in such environment. Swipe that card and regret later.

Bolehkah saya jawab homework begini, Cikgu? Muehehe....

Excuse my language

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NO PICTURE TODAY HARAP MAAP YA!

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Sekarang kau ingat tak apa pasal masa dulu selalu ponteng sekolah? Ya, sebab kau selalu tak siap homework. Sebab kau suka tengok tv, baca buku cerita, main beskal, bergayut talipon, daripada buat homework. Simply put, tak suka buat homework. Meh.

Sekarang 3 hari, 3 malam, 1 homework 2 mukasurat selama itu amik masa. Itu pun baru draft.

Sekarang ingat tak kenapa kau tak suka bila kena buat homework dalam kumpulan? Sebab last2 kau jugak yang kena siapkan, kau jugak yang tak senang duduk bila orang lain tak bergerak walaupun kau sebenarnya tak minat buat homework.

Human beings don't evolve much apparently. Haram jadah kalau macam ni la gayanya sampai 2012 nanti. Cilakak cilakak cilakak.

What's YOUR date night like?

Dear God,

I am thankful for the times when he isn't traveling on weekends.

I am thankful for the weekends which he has the luxury to stay home and not being summoned to the office.

I am thankful for the rare occurrences of stable Internet connection in his building.

I am thankful that only Skype is blocked in that stupid country. Damn you Emiratis!

I am thankful for the first few minutes of high quality web cam stream from his end so I could see his face, live, thousands of miles away. You know how much I miss him.

I am thankful that World Cup is over so we could resume with video calls and not having to make do with non-quality voice calls.

I am thankful for his efforts to allocate those precious hours just to talk about and listen to my nonsense. All the while having to stay on the only spot in the house with good connectivity.

I am thankful for his proposal to pencil in another date tomorrow night to make up for the upcoming weeks when he will be away (again).

I am thankful that he still stands by me despite whatever that had happened.

I am thankful for his return to my life, without which I believe would not have made me the (perhaps slightly) more grateful and patient person I am today.

I am thankful for having the conscience to always thank You for all these and more.

And so I hope You will continue to listen to our prayers and ease our way through this journey towards the next 'milestone' somewhere in the very near future.

Amin.

And the adrenaline still runs high...hopefully till end-2012

7 days and I still haven't decided to get those killer sexy heels. They're not even THAT expensive.

7 minutes and that's all I need to sign on the dotted line for the content of the brown box above. Good for up to 42km. Yes, full marathons.

My NEW life: Hectic. Crazy. Gosh, classes!

Having these babies within reach: BALANCED.

I just know that this is tough but it will work out. Insyaallah :)

You would have to kill me to stop me from doing this

Siapa kata lari bukan team work? From pre-race planning ('Oi esok korang pegi mcm mana? Jom sama2 aku amik kau, kau dan kau') to post-race ('Ko kat mana? Aku baru sampai. Dia, dia dan dia dah sampai belum?'), everything is done with the 'team' in mind. Yes we may run individually but there is always another one of you somewhere near whether slightly ahead or behind you. And you subconsciously do look out for each other. When one of you scores a personal best everyone responses in awe and shares the joy. When joints hurt help is aplenty to stretch your limbs out till the pain subsides.

A few days after the race you still talk about how you did, the route and discuss the shoulds and should-nots so you do better at the next event. And yeah, other people start to stay away from you because nothing else gets talked about except running. Heh, biarkan.

So today they asked 'What are you running for?'. I would say 'everlasting friendship'. Who knew old acquaintances from high school and colleagues could one day (now) become your good friends? Every now and then someone new joins the gang. Passion brought us together. Bliss.

We may not be good enough to win the prize money but this is a far better victory :)

For the sake of my (future) dentures I have to happily let her go

Ya, sayang kat budak kecik ni sebenarnya. Sangat menghiburkan dia. Sunyi la rumah nanti. Tak ada lagi orang I mau bebel mengomel atau bising2 lagu boyband Korea dalam rumah untuk setahun ni sampai la dia balik bila dia cuti sekolah.

Nanti bila I pun cuti sekolah I pegi lawat you kat India sana nyah. I ajak Kakak KiMoira sekali. Kami boleh belagak diva kaya kat sana nanti kan? Kita makan hotel ye? Heho.

*so sad I can't send her off at the airport*

Feels surreal, no?

I itch to write. I know I have a lot to say here. I know for sure that all that have happened this week call for response(s) from my end. I know I should react. I usually do. Perhaps it's just too much that I am now just. plain. overwhelmed. (+_+)

Period.

Digital = Analog? NO WAY!

Fine, I don't use iPhone. Ergo I can't get my hands on the much flaunted about Hipstamatic. But who need Hipstamatic (or iPhone, heh) when you are from the original clan of the good ole plastic, analog cam enthusiasts.

Hidup filem!!!

Paying Homage to Carrie (and Stanley & Anthony)

See shoes.

Touch shoes.

TRY SHOES.

LOVE SHOES.

BUY SHOES.

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BUT WHO NEEDS SHOES,

WHEN HE LIKED IT AND HE'S PUT A RING ON IT.

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Hati tersentuh gembira melihat newlyweds ini. Nonton World Cup di jalanan with hubs embracing wife lovingly, protecting her from the throng of crazy smelly football crowd.

Here's a special entry for you my dear Nonz & Haleem. May little you's come along real soon :)

Love,

N

Wah no Oranje supporter ka?

I don't bite. I scratch.

If you visit this blog because you're my friend and you like 'connecting' with me silently this way, or if you actually like reading my nonsense, I love you.

If you're a regular visitor and you happen to be one of my very few ex boyfriends (oh brother...), then you must really miss me. Heh perasan aku.

If you just happen to land here by chance, hello! Welcome! Lotsa silly content for you to kill time with here ;)

If you stumbled upon the site, and you have made repeat visits, SUPER!

If you actually Googled your way around to check me out, then I must be THAT appealing to you. Ooooh autograph?

SNAP!