Thursday, October 27, 2011

just keep swimming.

Last Tuesday, I went to Port Dickson with my family. that day, we decided we won't do anything - just eat KFC, watch movies and sleep. the next day, we woke up early, my parents sitting on the balcony of the apartment we rented, my brothers out to look for breakfast, me reading my book while listening to music and Kak Ain looking over the sleeping Umar Mikail. after breakfast we decided to head down to the beach, other than Bakmal who stayed in the apartment for awhile to watch a movie (seriously his laptop has a big collection of movies).

we got to the beach where people had been wading around from early morning. this was like 8.30 in the morning and people are already in the water. most by the edges, just playing around and a couple of heads bopping around in the deeper side. the beach was kinda dirty actually so I decided to go deeper - apparently, alone. mom was warning me but knowing me, the berani-tak-menentu-girl in the family, I looked back, smiled and walked deeper.

then my brother left Umar to Kak Ain's hands and followed me. it was nice - the water chest high, and you can't really see what's swimming around you (hopefully nothing disgusting, but I don't wanna ruin this moment). I wanted to swim, but the water was salty and dense, so all you should be doing is wade around.

soon we decided we should go back to the beach, and I stepped on some rocks (dammit! I hate those rocks, and their only victims seems to be only girls cuz none of my brothers stepped on them and I heard some kakaks stepping on them too) and later my foot really hurt and I was convince I got cut. it was true - it's a miracle I wasn't bleeding, but mom said salt water used to be the medicine for everything (which is why I dunked my head in the water for a few seconds, to get rid of my zits, and if I have a sore throat every morning  I would gargle with salt water) so I guess that made the cut a little less painful.

we went to the swimming pool of Corus Hotel which was open for people who lived/rented in the apartment, but I didn't bring my swimming suit (how was I supposed to know that when mom said there was no swimming pool she actually meant the hotel at Langkawi?) so I decided to ignore all means and got into the pool anyway. sigh~ I haven't swam in a long time and it felt good to have water running out of your nose and feel short of breath once in awhile.. okay maybe not, but swimming is good exercise and I need that exercise from all the Corntoz I've been eating.

but after awhile I was wading around, waiting for the right time to swim (I can't just take off with all these people around!!) and suddenly the lifeguard blew his whistle and pointed at me and told me to go to the kid's side. people watched as I got nearer to the kids side where Kak Ain was with Umar.

Bak kata pepatah Ili, maluuuuu.

Bakmal came and went for a swim, then asked me if I wanted to go to the beach with him, and I said sure. we went there, but the water was shallower than just now. Bakmal said 'tak best la air surut~~' and I told him 'padan muka, siape suruh turun lewat sangat.' so we gave up on the sea cuz at the same place I was with Abang just now, the water level was lower than Bakmal's belly button. on the beach we decided to make sand castles. me being the slow youngest sister I thought of making an actual castle, which I forgot we haven't done for a long time. when I was 11, we started burying Abang's body instead, and when Kak Ain came along we started making images, like flowers and stuff. so on our own sand canvas, me and Bakmal started working on our own 'sand castles'.

first I did a pen, cuz you would make something that you like, right? I like books, but I can't do a book. I like writing and drawing, so I did a pen. but then I saw Bakmal's was sort of a marijuana symbol, which was what he liked to do, smoke weed, and it was original. but I was doing a pen?! it started to look like a penis when I decided to give up and make a quaver note instead. I like that - music, I mean. but it looks so small and it doesn't mean anything (now that I think about it I should've done a treble clef - it's much more complicated and prettier) so I brushed both out and decided to do something else. Bakmal was almost done, and I bursting my brain out to think of something I like. I like a lot of things, like a lot, other than sports. so in the end I did a typical heart cake. compared to Bakmal's it seemed immature and childish, but I decided it meant a lot more than a shape. we both signed our work of art, and left the beach.

went back to the pool and cleaned up while Bakmal swam another round. I was practically on the blacklist for the day so I sat on a chair with my parents, disappointed with myself. everyone was tired of the water and we decided we should head back up - even it's still 10.30 am.




This video is so sweet, really. and I know most of my readers won't know but the guy in the end is Yuna's real boyfriend. SWEET KAN?? hehe.


I don't mind if you wanna stay,
With that smile upon your face,
Hang around for a little while,

Please don't drive away even for a mile.

I don't mind if you are far away
I’ll be waiting for you anway,
Under the sky of sunshine or rain,
I know I'm gonna be in your arms again.

Different continents,
Its not a thing.
'Cause I know we’ll be okay.
Endless borders,countless days,
Our love will pave the way.

I’ll be your wall,
For you to lean on,
When you fall just try to hold on,
I’ll be back in your arms,
Together we’ll always be
For what may come.

Out.

P.S, tengok lyrics pun dah tau, lagu ni memang for Qi ;)

Monday, October 24, 2011

I am bored to deathh.

cuz I'm so bored I shall blog a bunch of gif's I got from Tumblr. was spazzing bout CN BLUE for awhile just now. I can tell why I was trying to avoid Tumblr lol. thank God right the traffic is low so.



my husband, Jonghyun. You've met him.




Have I mention CN BLUE is AWESOME? 
fuck Asyraf Suhaimi, I got Lee Jonghyun.

Now, the non-CN BLUE stuffs I haves.







humourous? yes.
sexually attractive? no.


Out.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

a dream that'll never come true.

Asyraf doesn't like K-POP.

probably one of the best days of my life.

Sunday was awesome. I had piano class in the morning and I didn't wake up late (MIRACLE!) and I didn't have unfinished homework and I played my exam pieces quite well (before class) !

But then during class I messed up Lazy Days. sorta. then I was like 'chillax, just concentrate for Ballad' then when I finished she said she was satisfied with it, but didn't wanna comment further - she told me to finish up. so I did.

so in the end it was the same thing over and over again for Lazy Days - be more FIRM, stronger at the ending, then the subito p has to be more subito @_@ then I also have to be more expressive at the first part and work on my pedal (I have no control, I tell you!!).

then teacher told me my Ballade has improved a lot, and she was happy that I memorized it (although she's still afraid I'll forget the third page, and is determined to make me photostat it. really, how old do you think I am? 10?). I just needed to be even more sure of the notes, and work on my demisemiquavers.

the third song she was satisfied, just pedal work, and I have to be more consistent. last week my timing was bad cuz I was concentrating on my expression, but when my timing was good this week I felt like I didn't express it good enough. Teacher didn't say this though. she said it was fine. IT WAS DEFINITELY NOT FINE - IT SOUNDED SO INSINCERE.

the fourth song was okay. it was an easy piece anyway. I sort of wished I got something else lol.

so Teacher wanted to teach me another song so I told her I wanted to play Moonlight Sonata. she said I already played that one, but I played the lower grade one - I wanna play the one on my grade. but boy, was it hard. especially the amount of stretching needed and the amount of sharps. but, I still love the song and didn't regret requesting it at all!!

after class I immediately got ready for the outing to Times Square. I was wearing this kimono blouse Kak Ain gave me with cardigan and pink tudung. the girls complimented the blouse YAY :) I picked Ika and Ida up and mom sent us to the LRT. I bought the tickets for Ika and Ida and searched for a Touch n Go topup machine cuz mom gave me hers which had like 3 bucks left. apparently all that I've found were broken so later on I just bought the tickets. so we got into the LRT and met up with Khairun, Sya, Ain, Aina and Shahira.

we stopped at KL Central and we got out we were like kinda sesated, cuz Sya (who supposingly knew the way) wasn't sure for a while. but later we found ourselves walking on a Brickfield walkway, passing by dirty shops and weird people you don't want to bump into. we finally got onto the monorail to Imbi station. when we got there Times Square was obviously not fully operating yet (obviously, it must've been like what? 11am?) so we looked through the directory and decided we should stop by the cinema to buy our tickets first. as usual, being typical K-POP fans we were all fangirling at practically everything we saw from E-POP magazines to BEAST mini-albums.

when we finally got to the cinema line, it seemed like the only shows they showed were ghost stories - which Khairun, Idah and I was totally fine with, but not the others. apparently 2AM Show wasn't there (I asked Adilah later and she said it's not there at Sunway neither) so we decided to got have a sort of near-to-lunch brunch at the food court. the paying system was kinda like the Touch n Go paying system we have at school, and we can deposit our money back later.

after that we didn't wanna throw up after the rides at the theme park (although technically only Khairun, Sya and I are the only ones who wanted to go) so we went to check out something else.. Ika finally suggested karaoke :)

my mom would have never agreed if I asked if I can go to karaoke, but technically my mom wasn't there so. we went to the place and checked out the price. apparently it was quite affordable (RM13 per person, student's price heh), and we could stay there until 4.30pm. it was still 1pm, and we saw there were Korean songs so we agreed that we won't go to the theme park, considering how expensive it was (RM37 during weekends!! what a rip-off). so you may not have known it, but there were 8 crazy K-POP fangirls in a karaoke room at Times Square that Sunday. what we had done, our parents would not have been proud of. nothing 18sx, mind you haha. but we were doing the Mister dance by KARA :P

I think the best part of the karaoke was that we didn't forget about real-life. we remembered to solat (minus the ones who couldn't) and we also remembered that we had to be out by 4.30 (although we really felt like camping out there). after we went out, we went to probably most anticipated place of the day - THE K-POP STORE ;DD

so after scurrying around in that small shop filled with any item that can hold the face of anyone in the K-POP industry, everyone ended up buying something from there. the least items bought was Aina (who didn't bring much money, apparently) who bought a phone strap. the most spent was Shahira, who bought SNSD stuff worth of RM500/+. so envious of her, cuz that money was hard-earned, and she got the will power to collect it. but then even if I had that much money they don't have all those crap for other bands like CN BLUE of BEAST. BEAST does not give a limited edition handbag with the purchase of their Japanese album - extra glittery.

so then we got back home and I showed off to my mom the K-POP stuff that I bought - Lee Jonghyun bookmark, CNBLUE keychain, half-ownership to B1A4 2012 calendar, and a birthday present for Yen Fern. there's the spoiler, YenF. Now you better come to school soon. even if your birthday isn't here yet.

mom said he's good looking (UMM, OBVIOUSLY) and Bakmal said his hair looks like his own. I told him that's his future brother in law. heh.
then later mom told me to fry fish, and I am effing terrified of hot oil, so I didn't even flip it. then mom told me girls who can't fry fish can't get married and I'm like "... BUT JONGHYUN WOULDN'T WANNA EAT OILY THINGS. He has to take care of his voice ;m;"

that night I also watched The Social Network for the first time which caused my brain to overwork, making me unable to sleep. I was rolling in bed for more than an hour, literally just thinking bout the genius that is Facebook.

Out.

Friday, October 14, 2011

the nervousness of a teenage girl talking to her crush.

The following is what I typed out while chatting with Asyraf Suhaimi. yes, I got the guts to say hi..

***
It's unbelievable, how fast the heart can beat, just by looking into the monitor of a laptop connected to the internet.

my hands are shaking and I'm not really sure if I'm typing the right things, or if i should even type anything at all. Sometimes I wonder if he's thinking up questions just like I am, or just waiting for me to say something interesting.

even now, after we've been talking for awhile, I can still feel my cheeks burning and heart beating at my chest.

now I have no idea what to say. YOU! SAY SOMETHING! I'm thinking. I CAN'T DO ALL THE TALKING!! WHAT WILL THAT MAKE ME? DESPERATE?!

awwww masuk waktu Asar terus solat <3 <3 <3 SUKANYEE

so I discussed with Hanis, if he was trying to avoid talking to me he would've used a better excuse to go away from the computer. As in, a better excuse so that I wouldn't talk to him again. Hanis came up with the best one which is 'i gtg, awek i call' which really, would've hurt, but it would also give the hint - I'm not interested. we also agreed that if he really was trying to avoid talking to me he wouldn't come back to say hi. so if otherwise, he's not trying to avoid me.

HE CAME BACK

I wish mom's gonna say something like 'Kayy jom balik' now cuz I ran out of topic to say to him!! I hope he's gonna say something soon..
It's been awhile and he hasn't said anything. Looks like I've cooled down too. I dunno what else is there to say? Waiting for a good idea to come up. well I came up with 'Suke anime x?' and apparently he does.

Lol who actually remembers those Yakitate Ja-PAN! days? I haven't watched it in years.. ever since the last time it showed on Animax. apparently it has to be his fav cuz that was the first one he mentioned lol. he likes Yui from K-on XD typical guys.

***

so after that I had to go. I was just glad it was me who had to go first, at least I won't feel like he's trying to avoid me (cuz I'm soo boring).

Hmm, I dunno. I think I'm starting to fall for him (the real, actual him) cuz before this it was sort of a very stalker way, just seeing him and looking at each other at the same time. when I started talking to him at the bus stop it definitely changed everything. I'm so glad I did that now, cuz even with all the doubts that I have there's still a part of me that has hope :)

our conversation was casual, just like any other stranger's conversation (I guess). I got to know him a little better and he got to know me :) can't wait to talk to him again. but right now, I'm too busy playing Sims Social *__*

Out.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

i don't even know.

...I can't even think about PMR right now, this moment here is the moment for me to express whatever I have felt for the past 20 minutes. and maybe a week plus ago.

Asyraf Suhaimi. I removed my blog URL from my Facebook so that you won't be able to find it and discover my fangirl-ness. I talked to you on Monday, asking for your FB email, but instead you gave me your name, which I knew and searched and couldn't find (bcuz you kindly put a profile picture that clearly wasn't you) but in the end I found you (cuz apparently then you changed your profile picture again, wheepee) and when I added you I got excited and kept checking my FB just in case you accepted but then a thunder struck around my housing area and burnt the modem so the next day I asked Kak Ain to check my FB for me (which reminds me, I should probably change my password now) and she told me you accepted and I can't stop smiling ever since then till I told my friends, and I stopped smiling when I answered for PMR. I went through every test, thinking bout you and writing your name on each of my paper (until this one ustazah who was the examiner noticed it and I tried to stop so that she wouldnt judge me.. menjatuhkan nama budak Sri Aman je), and I waited for this day, that I planned since, I dunno, Wednesday? to go to my mom's office and stalk your Facebook profile.

now, all I have to do is wait. wait for you to come online.
no I'm not gonna share what I've found through the stalking to you guys, that's totally private and totally up to me to judge and keep it to myself cuz its my opinion. my opinion could turn into someone else's opinion if they don't come to the point of creating their own opinions through drastic actions, like stalking him ourself, which I highly do NOT recommend. don't go to my profile, click friends and search up Asyraf Suhaimi. just don't, okay? okay well you can do that just to see how he looks like (NEGATIVE he changed his profile picture again) but yea.

I can give a conclusion on what type of person he is though.
Normal. Likes to play online games. Mixture of music taste (I've seen him post Vocaloid, but there's other unknown crap too, probably something Harith or my bro would like). Nothing interesting in particular.
Except for this girl.

Out.