Microblogging

..has ruined blogging. I kid you not.


Life updates ; I got a new phone courtesy of mi padre, grazie. Met up with friends, exchanged gossips, finally getting the hang of whatsapp and window shopping.



One thing I'm bitter about at the moment is regarding our college applications. (The residential kind, not 'college', college.) Look at the screencap.

"Keputusan ini tertakluk kepada jumlah pengambilan pelajar baru"

What in the flying fuck, woman. You expect me to live as a Non-Resident? I can't bloody wake up in the mornings and you do this to me?

Hell, no.


I may not be the most gracious person in the area but I do want college and I attended many silly activities just to get coupons for the activity card. Damn you. This will keep me on edge till the day we go back to Segamat.


I hope you'll encounter nightmares from this day on, lady. You don't mess with me.

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My classmate got married.. and it was beautiful (plus some other things)

I haven't updated in a while but I microblog more often than I do on blogger or LJ. So.. if you'd head down to Twitter you'll see me. Also at Tumblr. The events last weekend deserve updates though, that is why I am here..



 To begin with, my classmate got married last Saturday!!! She's 20 (Very young) and we're still in our diploma studies.. I guess true love finds you no matter how young or how old you may be. Many happy returns for her and hubby. Acha got engaged to Nazwan last year and I attended their engagement party then.

I decided to brush up my face with make up and I put in some effort to go to the salon and got my hair done by Kak Yan. Loose curls looks super nice on me and everyone complimented my baju kurung. Well, the style is very 60s - 70s and the material is very hard to find nowadays. I don't remember where Abah bought them but yeah, it blends well with my make up.

Eyza asked me whether I did them at MAC and I literally lolled. My mom did my make up and she's the kind who loves blending in colours and her eyes on details are flawless. She'll be flattered with the comments but I'll save them later because she gloats terribly.

I had my first heels that night and survived without any tumbling. Some photos right here.. pardon my utter need of glamour.

The wedding ceremony was beautiful. Dewan Sri Siantan is very hard to find especially for someone so unfamiliar with Putrajaya like me but we managed.

As I arrived at the entrance with Maryam and my sister, we saw the bridesmaids (which were coincidentally my classmates and collegemates at UiTM) and they were all in a gorgeous sets of pink/purple. I was told the material was handed by Acha's mother and they were free to alter them to their likings. Sarah's dress appealed the most to me as the details down from waist below was wow.

They complimented on my get up and the heels I was wearing. Yeah, if people do know me they'd realize I'm that messy in real life. So, for me donning up to this extent is remarkable. I looked nice.


The highlight of the wedding was during the bride's entrance into the hall. As she went out from the BMW.. the live camera followed her every movements. Kompang sound resonated inside the hall until we heard the end of the thud. Guitar strums began afterwards.

It felt a little odd because of the romantic and intimate feel to the song. Diana was on my left and she asked "Isn't that Nazwan (the groom) on the guitar?". Immediately I turned my head and gasped when indeed it was him! The gimic stopped as the song ended. Nazwan went down from the stage and walked slowly towards his wife.

At the centre of the red carpet, he reached for Acha's hand and both of them clasped their hands together, heading towards the pelamin.

A moment of silent follows before squeals of delight came from my table.. say all the tables with single ladies as that was such a romantic gesture! Semua orangla nak kahwin masa tu.










The day after was Mother's Day and my family celebrated them during a small supper/dinner at Sakura Kristal Restaurant, Jalan Imbi.


It was late because they were waiting for Iqa and I to finish our Jay Park Showcase at KL Live.


Some photos here...

The queue was long but I reached there in time for the performance so we moved inside pretty fast. It was amazing because as far as I'm concerned, KL Live is sort of like Zouk but tamer? I might be wrong but jyeah it was an experience that I'd want to relive.


Jay came in after Baki introduced him on stage. Girls were screaming (nothing new there) and Jay sang his version of 'Nothing but You' followed by 'Girlfriend'. Then, Baki took over the stage to play a game with Jay and some of his lucky fans!

Malaysian Jaywalkers too did get a bit of a limelight when they did a 'Happy Belated Birthday' video for Jay and handed him presents such as Malaysian stamps by Pos Malaysia (which has his photos printed on the stamps) and a Jay birthday cake.


To those of you who don't know, we can make a personalized stamp at any Pos Malaysia outlets with a fee. It is not difficult to create one so.. yeah. It was creative thinking of them to do that though. Kudos!


Oh, cue the third or second song, it got a little crazy because I was caught taking photos by the security Literally, very nearly thrown out from the venue. I begged and survived .. with only emotional damage to spare. Lost the mood to watch the performance after the confrontation.

Regardless, Jay gave us a superb performance! His B-boy dance and that abs made my day! Hopefully we'll be seeing him soon enough.

Drunken Tiger JK

Look at this. He replied.

Primeiro

We went out for fun, just to experience what was it like, dating.

Look at the movie we watched, it is not even my genre. Since he treated lunch, I had to suffer an abominable hour of war. I shuddered during the fight between Kronos and the Gods.


In the end, I can establish the fact that going out with a good friend leads more towards what I call lepak-ing, sans other friends. Running in the rain ... that was close to romantic though.



Thank you. I really had a good time. This is not sarcasm.

Strolling

Getting random, drunk BBM texts are always fun but I get a little irked when the person's bothering me during my personal hour.


I am having none of it anymore. Perhaps one day I'll have the guts to say what I really think rather than what the other side of the party would want to hear.



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Perhaps one day I'll read them. Or just for the hype. I think I'll be sick.

On Friday, I went for  The Hunger Games screening at One Utama. I disliked it instantly as Katniss strolls into the picture with Gale, hunting in the woods. It did not hit me for one moment that the fetishied 'Hunger Games' literally made the movie. Cinematography wise, The Hunger Games was brilliant and the view was amazing even from a standpoint at my seat, then.


Casts' performed great and I loved the costumes, especially the firey red dress Katniss wore in the interview. As a fellow romance lover, the highlight of the hour would be during Gale and Katniss scenes. I can't help but imagine Gale as Draco. My good friend, Na shares my sentiments because both of us imagined Gale as someone who would be made certain with Katniss in the future. As a husband, her protecter, etc. So. When Peeta came up with his 'young love' camaradie, my heart dropped.

I placed my palm on my mouth because help me god, I will bloody go inside the movie and shake the lights out of that boy.

(I had a Hermione moment because to me, it seemed like Romione all over again and I hated it.)


I mean, did you see the look on Gale's face as Katniss kisses Peeta? The hurt look I spotted caused me to grip the sides of my chair and bit my lips to blew away the steam! It is a wonder I didn't scream right away at the injustice of my (already established) OTP. There's nothing wrong with Peeta, no. But understand me for once that any scripted couple will find no genuine love that they hoped to be finding. RIP Gale/Katniss. I'll find solitude in the realms of the unreal.


Besides that, I just could not stomach the violence in the film. Okay, it is true that I have watched even worse gore than the ones being rolled but the idea of kids slaughtering each other like animals just to win was simply barbaric! Crass, despicable, unthinkable, bloody moronic! The audacity of even making small children participating in the game made me lost my appetite during the show.


I guess the themes were poetic, even the book reviews said so. Author wrote the book in the middle of the war in Iraq, combining with the global hunger made The Hunger Games symbolic. The fans are a crazy sort. I'm glad that I'm a Potter fan.


Not everything is chalk and cheese, you know.

Semester Break!

A joke on 'TRF' episode

Welcoming chicken pox on the first day of holidays and house quarantined for two weeks. I have loads of activities lined up during the holidays though.


One more thing, happy April fools day!


Don't trust anything serious I've posted today because it's all faux. Contrary to popular beliefs, I don't post about my personal life on Facebook because they're tacky and very predictable. Trust me, you'll know.