Monday, May 23, 2011

So this is the rant post.


WHY AM I SO MISERABLE RIGHT NOW.


  1. Bunch of insects/mutantmosquitoes/bugs bit my feet a couple nights ago
    and they're itchy as hell even right now! Plus, they swelled up quite a bit and all red.
    Not a pretty sight. They were so itchy I woke up in the middle of the night last night and
    couldn't stop scratching. So fucking miserable okay. Dahlah it was the night before internship began.
    Luckily I've got myself a kitteh to make it feel all better. Genius!

  2. FML said insects/mutantmosquitoes/bugs just got to my thighs. ITCHY CAN DIE NOW!!

  3. Didn't bring any lotion to this house, skin dry as a dehydrated desert on a no-water diet.
    Slight-OCD self cannot help but to fiddle along with them, leading to bloody consequences.
    Disgusted or not wtf I ALSO CANNOT TAHAN MYSELF OK. Somemore next two
    months everyday dalam tempat aircond, gila tak mati kekeringan. Or blood loss wtf wtf.

  4. Moisturiser left satu dua titik. Concealer left satu dua titik (THE HORROR).
    Eyeliner sudah long time toss dalam tong sampah. Mascara BRB DYING OF THIRST.

    (HOLYMOMMA SEEMS LIKE THE CAUSE OF MY MISERIES IS THE LACK OF WATER AND ALIEN BUGS!!)

  5. Haven't shopped for reals for work-appropriate Clothes. and Shoes! Watch!
    Umbrella! Makeup! SHOES! Everything-Can-Fit-and-Still-Damn-Bergaya-as-Hell Bag!

    Talk so much, macamlah ada banyak sangat duit kan FML T______________T

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    so this is the view from this room,
    right behind this laptop screen.
    it's nicer in real life.


    WHY, IN THE END, I'M NOT THAT  MISERABLE AFTER ALL.


    1. Pretty good first day of internship!

    2. Got myself a pretty, smart and nice boss. Can give cupcake, treat me lunch and gave me a lift back home somemore. Plus, so encouraging in getting me to ask questions, giving valueble insights on the working world of PR and constantly asking how am I doing with what I'm doing. So far so good, sure did learnt some stuff and enjoyed the day!

    3. Didn't take the bus on the first day of work after all, which is a major comfort. and arriving slightly more than an hour earlier and roamed around the area checking out gorgeous (read:  expensive as hell) mansions and houses. Priceless. Thank you, for always being there and ever so helpful in everything.

    4. There's only one other staff in the PR Department. and she's really soft-spoken and talks to me real nicely, offering to help out and bring me around all the time. I can see that they really want me to learn as much as I can during my time here, and oh did I mention, I'm the only intern. Scared.

    5. Had yummymummy tuttifrutti last night.
      and banana toffee icecream before that.
      ketamakan much? Also, see how easily pleased I am?

    THE END.

        Sunday, May 15, 2011

        the light before we land

        It's inevitable, as it always has been. 
        The semester break commences, and I go back.

        Back, not home, mind. Because home is somewhere else;
        somewhere cosier, somewhere more familiar in its scent and sight,
        somewhere on which the term home could no longer be used legitimately.
        Just like a very close friend whom having left Malaysia more than a decade ago,
        still calls this land home, I don't think I could ever call any other place home. This small rented place on Jalan Tiga, with the bougainvillea tree at the front, its heavy clusters of deep purple blossoms an exquisite facade for its decaying insides; this is the home that I speak of. This is where the heart is.


        It's inevitable. 

        How every time I take a little holiday, I distance myself from the outside world.
        Holing up the in the rooms here, I read and reread. Old favourites, mostly.
        I stay here alone, I read. I watch and I listen too, taking the time to relish every little bit. 
        I indulge in doing nothing close to productive, merely spending some quality time with myself.
        I cease to pick up calls from acquaintances, I neglect my multiple cyberspace personas, I abandon such things as emails and inboxes, and even simple things like replying text messages (however sweet the sender could be) slips my mind without much effort. For slacking in keeping in touch, I am truly sorry.

        Then again, I can't help it. It is to be expected.
        because this is the best time for some soul-searching.
        because after months of being in the (excellent) company of (excellent) people,
        one needs a little time for oneself. One needs to figure things out and do a little thinking, a little rearranging and clarifying of thoughts and sentiments in regards to pretty much everything.
        It is at times like these that I have my own opinion about everything, and I have so much to say, so many things to respond to, so many thoughts to express that I feel I could go on typing like this forever.

        Though more often than not, I keep all these to myself, letting slip only the occasional sentiment or two in the most ambiguous way possible. I am very much a contradiction, as you would know if you've been with me long enough. I say one thing, and I do another. I believe one thing, and I act on another. I think one thing, and I feel another. I say I keep everything to myself, and here I am giving away to such profound, reflective thoughts that should remain to a great extent, private. Chances are, I won't even publish this here.

        I've always believed that nothing is ever absolute.
        In any given situation, philosophy, or assertions, there would always be an exception.
        There is always a "but..'.  There is always, without a doubt,  a way out of it, whatever it is.

        Truthfully, I don't even know where I am going with this. Please don't take me too seriously, or analyse to deeply the things I've just said. It wasn't  expressed with much organisation, nor rationalization. Let's just think of this as a midnight articulation of what is going through my mind as of this moment, sans the ever-present mental filter. Unguarded and unpremeditated (pretty sure this is a valid word wtf). Don't judge.  


        Will stop now for mind is getting too full of twists and turns and branching offs in different directions. Will have to resort to Arashi for some fluffy entertainment and fangirlism. That's why they're escapism. 

        Especially since the kitteh is so far away from me.

        Day JyuuGo, JyuuRoku

        Hullo there! I'm back in cyberspace! 
        and boy is this blog dusty! *blows away layers of dust
        So yeah I'm in Kuantan now and let's go on with Day 15! :D

        Day 15 : Something that you don't leave the house without.

        Aside from the usual money and handphone(s),
        it's lipbalm. sebab my lips get really really dry I ain't kidding you.
        and a hair rubberband, for saat-saat kecemasan! Not because I actually need them,
        but using them to tie my hair up in a bun for a while gives me the nicest messy little waves after so yeah I'm all for it! 

        Day 16 : A picture of someone who inspires you.

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        ARASHI AGAIN?! Fuckyeah.
        They do  inspire and motivate me.
        Especially Nino, Aiba and Sho.
        Nino, because I see such similarities and he is quite the odd one
        Aiba, because he is an optimistic little puppy made of pure sunshine
        and Sho, because he is driven, professional and diciplined in his work.

        and that's a wrap for today!
        Just got some really good news

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        a little scared to hope and expect but..
        I would really like the plans to go through! :)