Diwali!

Been bloody ages since I've posted something eyh?


SORRY LAH. I've been SO busy with University and classes and seminars and badminton and moving back into my flat and meeting people and shopping and spending money.

Oh well,
Hello there my beautiful people!


It's Diwali tonight and we're going out for dinner. Poor Naina-bee, she's feeling homesick!

I'm looking forward to getting my arm all henna-ed anyway.

Happy Deepavali/Diwali to everyone I know who celebrates. I know, I'm Indian deep down inside, so that wish will apply to myself too. (:



Special shoutout to Naina, Nisha, and Hitakshi. <3

It burns!

Today is the first afternoon I've spent without my doll since I arrived in Kuala Lumpur,
and I am bored senseless.

I have completed reading 5 books in the span of 6 days.

Thankfully I've paid to go for a concert tonight, which will occupy 2 hours of my
not-so-precious time.

Some day before I die I will regret all this time and youth wasted!

I have yet to meet my larger groups of friends,
mostly just church people and family.

Went to the pasar malam with Hitakshi last night,
and video-called Joe!
What an eventful night. (:

I am so utterly blessed with great people in my life.
Yesterday we were supposed to go swimming and get nice tans,
but the pool was being maintained/cleaned,
and so we ended up on a guitar-playing/singing adventure.

Oh how I missed playing the guitar.




Should I make a birthday wishlist this year? I am kind of dreading it.

mmmpphhh.
i want sleep.


long time.

I am back, upon request!

Nothing much on this end, really, just been having my exams and been studying for them like crazy, starving myself because I just can't be arsed to cook a proper meal (well that's changed for a few days now thank goodness).

Other than that life has been pretty dull, I suppose.

Oh, wait.
Minus the tort exam anyway. I thought I lost my student ID so I had to run back home to look for it, panicked because I thought I was going to miss my exam and all that, ran back to the bus stop to catch the bus. One or two buses abandoned me, OF COURSE they would, seeing a stressed out little Asian girl in a (my bad) long maxi dress running her head off. So I stood there abusing myself mentally and emotionally, and then my angel Suhaib Ibrahim appears out of nowhere cool as a flipping cucumber. My heart stopped, and then everything seemed logical again. It is GREAT knowing that you won't be the only one who'll possibly be late.

So I sat for the exam without my ID, and they stuck a sticker on my paper saying "CANDIDATE IDENTITY NOT CONFIRMED". I felt SO rejected, but I continued my examination nonetheless, and I did pretty alright, considering I could not write my name properly after all the running and panicking, shaking hands and knees and everything.

Then I get home and turn my room inside-out, and I find my student ID in my bag. The bag I took for the exam.


I know, I'm the biggest idiot around (following my previous wrong-airport incident, that is).

But life isn't exciting without these stressful moments, don't you think?



The weekend after that was fantastic. It was like tonnes had been taken off my shoulders, and I had a really special visitor up to make things happy again. Needless to say I ate very well that weekend, and lazed around, playing Bejewelled at every given opportunity. :D

Jurisprudence was "OKAY lah". Not the best paper, but I managed it! After that it was PURE relief though, plenty of walking around town because buses weren't running because of the Manchester City parade because of their FA Cup win. ANNOYING.



So.. one more to go!
Land law.
Marcus Senior don't love me no more, I tell you. There's just so.much.shit.to.do!


And oh, the hormones came to visit. I have been crying SO SO MUCH.
Oh and been having loads of intelligent conversations with an old friend, which have been nothing short of painfully entertaining!



Life's pretty good to not enjoy it at the moment. <3

My life, it's changed - for the better.

So if you've been close and personal enough with me,
you'd know that I've been away for donkey
donkey
weeks and months.

I spent an amazing time in Spain, in Madrid, with my cousin Kelvin,
his wife Tamara,
and the baby,
Alba,
whom I love to bits.
Shopping was awesome, and I have tan lines on my feet from wearing shoes.
We walked EVERYWHERE,
saw churches,
learnt a bit more Spanish,
had churros,
Carolyn got sick,
while I enjoyed Spanish delicacies and tapas and wine and everything.

Then we went up North to Logrono, La Rioja,
the land in Spain famous for wines,
had a bit too much to drink those few days,
shopped some more,
bicycled,
tanned some more,
and saw dinosaur footprints!

Got back to London for a couple of days, just hanging out with Isabelle.

Then coming back to Manchester was a bit of a crazy week!
We were busy preparing for Malaysian Night, which was flipping awesome.
I danced, and I acted,
made friends,
and memories,
both that will last me this lifetime.
Now that's what you call a REAL success.

4 days after, another trip down to London, spent a crazy night there watching Underworld 2,
slept at 2,
left at 6.30am the next morning to catch a train,
then I tried to catch a plane..
but I missed my flight, and oh what a terrible experience that was.
I went to the wrong airport, had some malfunction in my brain,
got on the next possible flight to Nice,
stoned at the Radisson Blu's Lobby Bar for about 4 hours,
and finally, my parents arrived with all the love I've missed!

Bonjour!, France!
What a beautiful place, sunny, and breezy, and pure lovely.
Shopping, walking on the beach,
travelling down to the Principality of Monaco,
and then San Remo in Italy..
talking to my parents,
and listened to them compete in a Snoring Competition!
France was nothing short of awesome beauty.
What a wonderful memory.

Back to London then all teary and sad..
got locked out of Isabelle's flat because her phone refused to ring,
and Costa was late from Brighton.
Made dinner after Isabelle finally came home,
and then half of Underworld 3,
before we decided we needed sleep.

Train back to Manchester,
where the real sorrow began.
Got caught in the rain walking home alone after Reiff's revision class,
and I missed the sunny beaches of France even more,
and my heart ached for company.

What a horrible Monday that was.

But it was turned around by love,
and then I realised, that's what makes my world go round!


I am utterly blessed to have so much love,
so many people to love
in my life.

Sometimes things hurt,
sometimes they sting,
but in the end..
nothing matters
but your heart - its strength, and the love you put in.

My God,
you are so great, in all that you do.

Your sacrifice and suffering give me direction and determination.


In You, I can do anything.

Good Friday to all!

Oh hello there, Jealousy, I see we meet again.
It's been a while since I last saw you, really.

I didn't miss you at all, considering that Self-Security and Trust replaced you entirely.
Why did you come back?

Oh, to remind me then of what I hold dear? I thought that was quite clear, I didn't think your return was necessary to help with that.
I see you've brought friends though, Resentment and Frustration. Not very nice people, are they? Ah, each to his own, I suppose, but I don't like the look of them, you might want to take them away before they break any more things in my heart.


Actually, you might want to take a walk as well. The sun is shining quite nicely at this time of day, and there really isn't any more space for you here, I've got Love and Happiness coming to visit in a few hours, and I'm afraid you won't mix very well.

I do remember our old and long-lasting friendship, and I guarantee I will see you again sometime in the future.

Do take care till then,
don't forget to trip over yourself,

My warm regards,
An old and torn Heart.

is it really better to miss someone quietly, than to
tell them
and receive no response?

gotta get thinking.

dear rest of the world,

economic inequality bugs me, really.
not all the time, but enough.

then i start to question capitalism.
i question the actions and intentions of capitalists.
and i wonder why we're still stuck in this selfish, self-destructive rut.

complacency is a very very bad thing.
the spirit of humanity has been shoved to a tiny corner of our hearts because of greed, and money.
and even though our brothers and sisters are suffering in other parts of the world,
we don't act, because we feel helpless,
when in fact, we don't care, as long as suffering does not affect us.

the ultimatum game shows the value of justice,
but it also shows how high our toleration is to injustice.
this needs to be fixed.
soon.


sincerely,
believer in economic redistribution.

on another note, a quote i read off my cousin's tumblr:
"You don't know how much I want to say 'hey' but can't because I feel like I'm bothering you."

Feels so faintly familiar.

mnight practices are awesome.

hilarious, and endlessly entertaining.

the friends you make are priceless.




i really was a fool for wanting to avoid MSSM,
i take what i said back.

<3



this weekend's mnight is going to be awesome as well.
:)

had my first real taste of practice this morning.

my client was gorgeous, sweet, but she looked really sad.


sometimes it's so hard to imagine that real people have real problems.

it's harder to realise that you can always do something to help.

go out and help someone today.
it makes life worth it.

happy ash wednesday!

may this Lent be more meaningful than the last.

i just want to thank Jesus,
and everyone else in my life,
for making it so wonderful.

no complaints.
nothing to change.
all to love.

Old friends and me.

Sometimes you can't help but be taken for granted,
when the people you care about care less and less about what you might like,
what food you'd like to eat,
what movie you'd like to watch,
what things you'd like to talk about.

Then sometimes you find old friends who you never want to lose,
friends that always care about you the same way,
friends that like the same food you like,
friends that like the same kind of movies,
friends that you can talk about ANYTHING to.

Then you come to a point when you realise which friends you'll keep,
which friends you'll love forever,
and which friends you'll never miss.


On another note;
sometimes you look back at people you used to envy,
people you wanted to be,
people you felt were superior to you,
people you thought you'd never be good enough for.

Then you look at yourself today,
and find that you're in a better place than all of them combined.
You're who you want to be,
Every day slightly more superior than who you were yesterday,
and good enough for yourself, heck, even great.


I think I've learnt myself a great lesson typing this.
I love myself -
because He made me,
and yes, God makes no mistakes.

Facebook is brilliant.
I was just looking at pictures of some people whom I used to envy...
And today, I feel like the tables have turned.

Just felt like blogging tonight;
nothing else to do because I've finished my tort non-assessed coursework.

I refuse to stress out about exam results.

I feel like singing,
but I've got a flatmate, and I want to be considerate.
:)

I'm lying.




It'll just pass us by...

Ah, but sometimes if love doesn't hurt, we'll never know how sweet it is..

i have no idea why i'm so sadomasochistic sometimes.

i see this ditch,
and i jump into it anyway.

and then i end up hurt,
and blame the world for it.



i should blame my stupidity,
and my silly old heart,
for letting me fall into that never-ending ditch of pain.


love, my foot.

One of the wisest pieces written, EVER.

If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay.
Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that’s not meant to be.
Slower is better.
Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.
If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can’t “be friends”. A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend.
Don’t settle.
If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.
Don’t stay because you think “it will get better.” You’ll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.
The only person you can control in a relationship is you.
Avoid men who’ve got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn’t marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently?
Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.
If something bothers you, speak up.
Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.
You cannot change a man’s behavior. Change comes from within.
Don’t ever make him feel he is more important than you are… even if he has more education or in a better job.
Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.
Never let a man define who you are.
Never borrow someone else’s man. If he cheated with you, he’ll cheat on you.
A man will only treat you the way you allow him to treat you.
All men are not dogs.
You should not be the one doing all the bending…compromise is two way street.
You need time to heal between relationships… there is nothing cute about baggage.
Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. You should never look for someone to complete you, a relationship consists of two whole individuals, look for someone complimentary ..not supplementary.
Dating is fun… even if he doesn’t turn out to be Mr. Right.
Make him miss you sometimes, when a man always know where you are, and you’re always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.
Never move into his mother’s house.
Never co-sign for a man.
Don’t fully commit to a man who doesn’t give you everything that you need. Keep him in your radar, but get to know others.

-Credits to Ashley, verbatim off her Tumblr.

to my sweet sweet valentine:






you're such an amazing sweetheart.

and i can only thank God that you said yes this year.

♥

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Reunion dinner in Manchester with Tiong, Irene, Patricia, Hanaa, Jamie, Rachel, Malini, Naina.

Happy Year of the Rabbit 2011!

Much love.

Londres!

Had an amazing time in London last week!
Spent 4 days in Hatfield and London with amazing people.
Truckloads of things to do,
people to meet,
pictures to take,
and food to eat!

Took a train/tube/train down by myself to Hatfield where Isabelle picked me up,
cooked a couple of 'Malaysian' dishes and had a mini-dinner
before going off for a Burns' Night gathering at St. Peter's church!
Had a try of Haggis, which was amazing,
and ceilidh - dancing - done by brilliant and the sweetest instructors!
Then it was tipsy/shades/camwhoring time.
FUN!

Next day we spent the whole day in London,
picked Irene up at the Euston,
met with Alden before that for Indian cuisine,
more shopping (I love NewLook!),
then back to Hatfield for more cooking and gossiping!

Next day,
off again to London for sightseeing,
got a GORGEOUS pair of whitewashed jeans before that,
(and Gonçalo made breakfast for me even earlier at 5.30am.)
- London Eye, Westminster Cathedral, Westminster Abbey, Buckingham Palace
- Lunch with Joshua - crepes and then Hummingbird cupcakes!
- Baker Street , Trafalgar Square, Piccadilly Circus.

I couldn't walk any more after that,
falling asleep on the Tube!
Headed back to Hatfield to eat,
and sleep.

Spent those wonderful days having lots of clean, good fun,
and getting to know my Spanish twin.
I could not have asked for more!






I'm coming back, London - you be ready!

Home.

I had the most amazing time back home.
Went back to Kuala Lumpur for Christmas!
Being with my family and surprising my friends were EPIC.
Just the best time, ever.


You really never know what you got till it's gone.
This time Philip Tan was my pasar malam kaki!
I got to see most of my cousins, even the ones who were in America for Christmas.
Already collected some angpau for CNY! :)
Had the most amazing food and put on weight...
but nasi lemak and McD's Ayam Goreng Spicy were WORTH IT!

Bought new shoes and got presents for Christmas.
Emily, Kaeley, Ashley are LOVE!
I missed my friends SO much - Joe, Louis, Nisha, Shazlinaah, Iris, Belinda, Jason, Nick.
Noreen, Bernice, Stephanie.
Ashikin, Hitakshi, Adila, Athirah, Leyla.
Alex and Bob!
The SIC Choir,
church friends,
family friends,
BEC members,
HELP Students,
HELP Staff,
lecturers.
Everyone was just so amazing to see and talk to again!


I could not believe how it felt like I had never left.


I can not believe how I ever felt like I wanted to leave.

I'm just really thankful I got a chance to go home and be with people I love!

This is with Adeline at her NS Camp in Semenyih. What a tear-up that was.

With Carolyn, Noreen, and Stephanie at KLCC and Pavilion KL. LRT FTW!

Bernice - who was SO slow at realising that it was me, behind Adeline. Had an amazing day with her, Noreen, Carolyn, Adeline and my parents at Jaya One and One Utama!



It was just a blessing for me,
to be so surrounded by so much love,
and warmth.
Literally.


Thank you God.

Have you ever felt so sure about your feelings for someone

that it hurts so bad when you know they're hurting too?

Have you ever loved someone so much

that you can't bear to see them cry?

Have you ever felt your heart beat so close to hers

that you know that she's crying inside?

Have you ever cared about another human being so much

that you'd sacrifice anything for them?

Well if your answer is yes,
welcome to my world.





I can't bear to see You cry.

i don't want to go back to Manchester.