i'm hanging on, another day...

Friday, August 31, 2012

That's the way I role now,


Food

Since I am back home, after had a Raya vacation for one week at Kelantan, I am back with the new me. Food. I love food. Well I only adore certain foods that have characteristic that I like. But can you imagine the taste that you swallowed everyday? Did you eat it like a hawk or crush those buggers into little pieces like licking an ice-cream? In this world, there are two types of people. Whom eat to live and whom is live to eat. Models, women basically eat to live. I was that person though. I am scared of being fat and I hate it. But now, look at me. Chubbier than ever. Not a fatty. Just not so skinny like I used to. And I kinda like it. I look alive. Well not like corpse. 

Western food is the best. Chicken chop, Lamb chop, pizzas, lasagna. Love them so freaking much. Although I can't eat them regularly but when it comes in biting them, automatically I see heaven. Pizza that is cheap and delicious is at Dominos Pizza, bored but Pizza hut is the best. But the best out of the best is at Secret Recipe. Their Three Cheese Spinach Lasagna is spectacular! The way the cheese melts in your mouth and the crunchyness of the spinach explodes in your mouth! Really good food. Really is. The best lasagna is at Secret Recipe Sunway Pyramid. Best. Because they melted the cheese perfectly. 

Three Cheese Spinach Lasagna :)


When it comes to the meal of the day, its gotta be the Subway. I always love food between bread. When I heard Subway is in town, I rushed to it and orded. The freshness of the veggies is breathtaking. Yknow. I hate veggies. But Subway makes it irresistible. I know for sure I'll be eating that everyday if I own a driver's license. Like seriously.  Beside their Sandwich, I love their cookies. Macadamia Nuts cookie and Dark Chocolate is my all time favorite. You should try it. Very good :) 



I stop being skinny because Im afraid. Beauty is only skin deep. It doesnt show and express out our personality. So why do we have to be beautiful on the outside to be seen but in your heart, you are trapped and actually, you are unseen. Unseen by people towards your heart. Just be who you are and instead of who you are not. I realize that now. And I love food. I know I have a limit. Dont you worry ;) Just be who you are and be pleased. Because its your world you are living in. Not others. 


Ohh and before I go, I would like to say that I am a huge fan of Chocolates!!! My all time favorite : 

 

Toblerone Swiss Milk Chocolate with Honey and Almond Nougat



Saturday, August 11, 2012

I am better now,

I was born in 21 August 1995. In a car where my mum suffered enough, I laid on my mother's chest while my grandfather drove us to the hospital where our umbilical cord still attached. She waited for 45 minutes for a doctor to end her misery. I suffered a bad fever at the age of 2 weeks and now I am perfectly healthy. At the age of 6 and below, my family move place to place. Because dad was unemployed and mom worked as a waitress at grandpa's restaurant to support her 3 young girl's. At the age of 7 and above, we stayed at Labuan, Sabah where our lives turns upside down. We had our vacation every month with resorts and big pools. It was a glory. A huge tremendous beautiful moment. But I was very little to notice the black spots in our picture.

At the age of 12, I moved to Bukit Jelutong, Shah alam. Lived there for three years. The first place I ever be friend with a girl, who I chose to be my closest, Sharmine. At the age of 15, I moved to Bandar Tasik Puteri, Rawang. Where I suffered enough. But I have been saved by my one true love, Anas that is now long gone. He said to me once "Be cruel sometimes, throw your heart away when it alerts a sign of a broken heart, be kind to someone who is kind to you and don't ever listen to what your enemy says". Those words effected me till now, where I was called "the no hearted girl". People talked about me behind my back and the whole school hates me for Allah's gift of my facial and physical appearance. 2 years of survival. But that school did finally punched me down when my bestfriend Zuraidah, ignored me and be friends with another

At this current age, I moved to Bukit Jelutong back, crave for escape from that treacherous school. Moved at December 2011. A year where I call Transformation year. Regret for all the mistakes I'd made and all the people I left. January, where I was still fresh in this area, coupled with some random guy I don't even know his last name. February, try to make a change. Where I coupled with a bad boys with a sweet heart that turns out to be so vary, the sweet heart is actually a sweet words that he used to set a trapped. Also where I had a huge fight with mom and disobeyed her will for something I want as a teenager. March, met a guy whom I call Edward. The candle to my heart and the savior to my sorrow. Broke up with Wolfy because of mother. The same month where I find Bukit Jelutong was and still now a 70% match as Bandar Tasik Puteri. What is different is that this people talk behind my back silently without disturbing my ears. For that, I bow with respect.

April, had a conflict with Edward until June. Where the school thinks Im a whore that waits for a service from Romeo. His facial appearance leads to a nickname of a Romeo in school. Me? They thought Im a "Minah Rempit" because my last school was in Rawang though I don't even own a bike. Mother forced her daughter to wear Tudung where I disagree for a forever wear because of my social life that had became a usual thing for me. So its hard for me to change in sudden. I disputed. July, crashed to a single world. Focusing on SPM. Tried to be more friendly with my classmates. For 11 years I schooled, none of them gave me a family in class. So since its my last year, I want to make a difference.

Current, August. Happy for whom I am now, single and not available. Joined two gatherings with my classmates, became close friends with my two crazy entertainer in class. Not being sociable outside class. Afraid of getting known. Studying hard enough for my SPM. Bought a beautiful Baju Kurung for Raya. Having a crush in class where I can put a smile on my face before I sees his. Like what Afiq said "your mood changes according to his appearance. If he is here, you're hyper as heaven can be. If he isn't, hard to see a little sincere smile on your face".

First, I collect three most wonderful yet trustworthy close friends that I won't forget. Second, I am mature enough to not being fooled by love. Third, I have my own family in school. Fourth, I have my crush that has become the state of my heart. Fifth, Im facing no more trouble. Sixth, I finally can let Afiq go from his responsibility and my lust of him always stay next to me. Seventh, I finally felt free by letting Afiq free. No worries on how his girlfriend would feel and how I felt so terrible. Eighth, I am better now.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Going short ;)

I schooled for 11 years and passed through alot of weird chaos and drama queens. Exams I faced, result I weep in. And now, another 110 days left for me to get through my last two exams in my school life. No more uniforms nor big bags. School books that I have to carry nor big and cute little pencil box of mine. No more drama I have to face and walking home from school every damn day. I wish nothing but to break free from those unseen prison. I crave for nothing else. 

Although SPM will be tough. I bet it will. For just to pass, its a piece of cake. But for geting A's, I'll be damned. With my teachers just getting started to play the game after 8 month warming up. I just got an example essay paper for Bahasa Melayu target A+. Boy it is so freaking hard. And I have to master it within this 3 month. Economi subject? Struggle for tuition, like other subjects. With my lack of time and lazyness embracing me. Gosh I am not well prepare. I guarantee that. 

Love? Nahh I leave those stuff after Wolfy left. So it is not really important although I am having a crush on someone ;). Better not saying the name or it may throw a paint and become a disastrous picture in my heart. Well for a girl ofcourse I want it right? Haha. I am single long enough. Well, I don't know. Just don't want to talk about it. 

Studies. Hahhh!!! Lack! Stupidity! I still have to carry two books instead of one for studying. One is the questions and the other is the textbook. Is this straight A's SPM? No freaking way. Well I am trying. SPM man.. Goshh.. Painful exam ever. Mom is right. I regret for not start studying in form four. There is alot to work man!! Stress!!! 

What is it got to do with my tittle and this story? Haha. Well I cut my hair short. Like a Malaysian artist. Ermmm I think her name is Scha Yahya or something like that. Married to Awal Ashaari. Yupp.. Just like that plus my natural curl.. Haha. I am going short ;) 

Raya this year? I am thrilled. My baju Raya is waiting to be worn and I am waiting to eat my Grandma's rendang and nasi tomato :D Taking a bus at 15th august in the early morning and off to Kelantan till 23rd of august. 29th? TRIAL SPM. Yesss yess.. 

This year is a memorial year for me. I have my highs and lows. My loves and hates. Person I met and left. Things I've done. Love my class this year. Best class I have so far. Haha. At last!! My previous class? Aren't so great like this one. We gathered as a family. Crush I am having is in my class. Gues that is why it is fun is it? Haha. Just joking. But really, great and greatest class ever :) Maybe this year is my first year I ever pay for the Year Book. 

What else, ahhh about my self? Well I am getting fatter everyday. Chocolate became my bestfriend and also enemy. I have my double chin and cute chubby cheek. My bestfriends won't stop calling me fat. Family won't ever admit that I am fat. Well atleast I make them telling the truth right? Except my family ofcourse -.- And I cut my hair. Haha. I did mentioned it earlier right? Well yes I cut my hair. 

Last but not least, I have to admit, Im starting to miss back the people I left and left me. I am starting to miss most of them. Not all. Haha. Ohh and happy Ramadhan for all muslims and Selamat Hari Raya ;) 

MUAAHHH ^.-

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