from kakak tersyg.

you left your blog on. So i thought i'd post a little something and tell you this.

i know i leave every few months. i see you every few days - or everyday - while im here. and we make memories and then, we have to leave them. but when i leave, every single time i do - i dont think of the memories that ive left behind, i think of the memories thats yet to come. because this is it lai. you're stuck with me - for life. through thick and thin - fat and ugly - young and sexy. you're one of my sevens, always.

i love you, 2 years ago, 2 weeks ago, 2 hours ago and 200 years later.

Kakaktersyg.

You know what they say about small feet, right? .. Small socks

I've typed umdreds characters,  but then i press backspace. Now, I'll just click 'publish post', and leave it at that.

I want to be manja. Let me!

Musings, come to me

Don't ask me what's wrong, because I haven't got the slightest idea. Everyday now, bit by bit, I notice something or someone is changing. And it.. literally, stings. I don't know who to turn to when I feel as if I'm coloured in blue. I don't know who to turn to, when the green monster decides to pay a visit. I don't know who to turn to, after a long, neck-curdling, day. I don't know who to turn to when my Mondays are being extra bitchy and I feel beyond obese. I don't know who to turn to when my pearl milk tea is lacking of its pearls. I don't know who to turn to when my perfect jeans seem a lidurl snug.

I'm going to keep it this way for a while.

I don't want to hold anybody's hand.

Rolling-eyes and deep sighs,

Me.

Half/crazy

Appreciate

In this age of modernization and technology, we all fail to realize what's important and what isn't. Appreciate what you have on your plate. Appreciate what you wear on your back. Appreciate whatever you wake up to in the morning, and appreciate whatever you're sleeping on tonight. Because trust me, it could be worse, and there is.

We today, worry about the next designer bag, the next car model, the next nokia. And there's people spread out in the world worrying about their next meal. We complain about how the water is too cold, or too hot, when there's people out there literally praying for a drop of water. I even hear some people pondering about what to do with the money in their pockets, when there's people who are on their elbows and knees, yearning for a penny.

We've got air-conditioning at our finger tips, we've got hot water in a press of a button, we've got transport in a call away, we've got food in our stomach, clothes to strip off, and every reason to wake up smiling.

We have everything we need, we really do. Why are we still, constantly complaining? Syukur tah.

When you wake up tomorrow? Thank mummy and daddy/ibu and bapa/ma and abah/ma and pa. For literally.. everything.

I vow to..

• Always hold your hand whenever you need me to
• Always call in the middle in the day just to say hi
• Always kantut, wipe your ingus and kurik your idung without hesitation
• Always make you laugh inside-outside
• Always let you have the last sausage in the basket
• Always accept the kijang
• Always be your bestfriend first, then whatever, later
• Always believe you when you say I am not fat
• Always say you are macho
• Always rub my belly like a bowl full of jelly
• Always, always
  

I just wanna cry infront of you

It's times like these I want to be the 15 year old girl I am supposed to be. It is times like these that I want to just sit and cry, cry, cry, regardless of whatever whoever says. It is times like these that I wish cookies and milk would do the trick. It is times like these that I want to be able to just crawl into a ball and just stay like that possibly for the whole day. It is times like these that I want to just whine, nag and cry. It is times like these.. that I wish you were here.

On the 26th

I came home..

Love on pause

In my opinion, there is no specific definition of love. There's um-llions of people in this world, on this earth.. ergo, there's um-llions of definitions. But what do I have to say about it? What does this particular 15 year old have to say about it?

LOVE? Putting aside the fact that it is an over-used word in today's world, it's beautiful. Actually, It is beyond beautiful, beyond amazing, beyond ecstatic. It makes all of us human-babies do the darnest things. It makes us sing, it makes us dance, it makes us laugh, it makes us smile, it makes us write, it makes us fight with our parents, it makes us spend our money on the littlest things that you think your monpetishu would smile to, it makes you drive all the way down to KB, Tanah Jambu, Kota Batu, Sengkurong, it makes us.. simply put, it makes us so happy.

When I'm in love, I get the fuzziest feeling inside. It makes the butterflies in my stomach fly so hard that they die. It makes me smile when I'm just about to sleep, and its why I smile the minute I awake. When I'm in love, I am cut open in the middle, and beyond exposed. I show every face and every mask I have. Every little flaw. I kantut, I cry, I piss, I o-o, I give all of me.

If you were to ask me.. What do I do best? No questions asked, I'd say.. Love. I love.. to love. I love falling inlove, I love how crazy it makes me, I love being manja, I love being kusut, I love running to the boyfriend and just start to rant about my day, I love bitching with my significant other, I love sharing inside-jokes across the table, I love huffing-and-puffing around my room, trying to look for the nicest outfit for my date, I love thinking of what to buy for monthsaries, I love sending goodnight messages, I love waking up to goodmorning messages, I love goodnight calls, I love hollywood kisses, I love anniversaries, I love holding hands, I love kissing, I love.. love.

If you have love, cherish is, appreaciate it, don't only hold on to it, but grasp it with both hands, and don't let it go, don't mess it up.

To end this post?.. I miss love.

Hey

It's been awhile since I last scribbled my feelings in words, in paper, and in web for that matter. It's been a serious while. No, I'm not going to say that I was too busy to write, I'm not going to blame it on school. Simply put? I just didn't have the umph to write. Why am I writing now? Because I have this sudden urge of needing to write.

Birds-eye; this month is taking the longest to past. Am I saying that because I am on holiday right now? Maybe. Am I saying that because I've gotten a tad bit lonelier? Maybe so. I'm at home, and all my relatives from the philippines are here. They're all nicely sat on the dinner table, and they look.. content. Put aside the fact that they've wrinkled with age and memories, but when they smile.. It looks so genuine.

I hear my lolo belting out on the magic sing now. He's most probably drunk, and he looks as if he's having the time of his life. I wish I was like that. I would most probably kill, to be satisfied with what's on my plate. But I always, always, push my luck.. and instead of having extra desert, I am sent to my room. You gets? Good.

My little cousin is humping my leg now, I think he wants my attention. Better go x

Greetings, to what's left of my readers..

Yes, yes. I am blogging.. believe it or not. No, I have not been busy. No, I was not run down by a bus. Frankly, and simply put, I've just been plain lazy. So, shall we start off with the basics?

- I haven't gotten anything on my mind lately but school. Deadlines, exams, homework. And yes, I do know that I am only in form 3. And you should take into account that i almost never complain about it since majority of the people I surround myself with are form fivers and above. But you know what... it's my blog, and I shall komplen when I nak. Ha!

- Is it just me, or is this year going about too fast? I swear it was just last week that I was celebrating New Years. And now.. It's may. The 5th month of the year. We're almost half way through the year people.........

- Yes, I do notice that my writing's gone abit stale.. But note down that I am blogging for your sake ok. Cough MJ cough :P I joke, I joke.

I attempted to blog, but obviously I have poorly failed. Forgive thee!

Excuse thee, again

Forget what I just posted.

Excuse me

Will be updating posts relating school for a couple of weeks, requested by Ms Beth. Sorry peeeeeeeeps! Don't bother checking for updates, unless you're interested in leading a healthy lifestyle.. Help yourself x

Secret rendezvous

So, how are you?

Iza loves Danial

I rememer...

• The first time I saw, during expressions' choir practise and you were still in your little eminem phase, just the cutest thing
• After rehearsals, you wanted to trade your Fratinis Pizza with my phone number, didn't work
  
• I remember actually sneakily stealing your number off Nabil's phone during one of the practices in the theatre, there were two Danial's, I went for the Danial Lawa
  
• You messaged me first that very same night
• You left for UK
• You came back and stole my heart, well.. I stole you from.. nuf said
• Our first date
  
• When I saw you that Sunday
• The first time we made pizza and hate it behind the flower shop
• When we CSI-ed the day away
• When Yudi first sang 'are you sleeping'
• The epic movie
• So much
  
  

Because I'm bored

Today..

Dana and I attempted to..

Bake muffins that ended up like this, ergo.. failed :(

Leaving you with two very sad Noorhaizamdins

Have a good day you lot xxx

I love danial

As Haris, the wise one aka the driver says,
... Pergi untuk kembali.

- it's 2.22 in BSB

A little awakening

Most of what I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be, I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduation mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school. These are the things I learned: Share everything-play fair-don't hit people-put things back where you found them-clean up your own mess-don't take things that aren't yours-say you're sorry when you hurt sombedy-wash your hands before you eat-flush-warm cookies and cold milk are good for you-live a balanced life-learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some-take a nap every afternoon-when you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands and stick together-be aware of wonder-remember the little seed in the plastic cup-the roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that-goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup; they all die, so do we. And then remember the book about Peter and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK. Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology, politics and sane living. Think of what a better world it would be if we all-the whole world-had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap. Or if we had a basic policy in our nations to always put things back where we found them and clean up our own messes. And it is always still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is better to hold hands and stick together.

There, I blogged.

Polka dotted cushions

Ok fine, put aside the blogger's block. Try leaning more agaisnt.. a lazy dog?

So, the assesments are finally over. Hallelujah. In the midst of twirling my hair and bumming on the bed, I mulled over the thought of going downstairs and karoeke-ing my day away. But the fact that I've been karoeke-ing my days away almost everyday.. .... enter laptop. So here I am, on the laptop. On blogger. With absolutely nothing to say. Hands down, I've got a million and one thoughts thumbling and tripping in my head, but I'm not quite sure if it would make sense to the public eye.

What is there to talk about? My maid is downstairs, probably appending to the food we already have in the fridge. My sister is in school. My mother is at work, same goes for dad. My boyfriend is at home. Doing god-knows-what. And I am.. here. Bored to death that karoeke-ing the day away doesn't sound so bad anymore.