A World of Its Own

Entering a new year, I have to stop and hesitate. It's time for me to grow and be matured and childishness is prohibited. A NO-NO. But being Sarah 'Ainaa, people around me are always assuming that I'm 17 this year. Am I? Haha.... I must keep it confidential.

On my way home, mom gave me a long lecture about responsibility. Another lecture and I can't remember the last time she gave me one. Hm.. maybe that's the reason of me being too laid back last year. Duh.. Growing up is tough

Now, I have a CONCRETE reason to despise KMB as much as my heart desires. I lost my handphone. My Sony Ericsson Z555i was stolen. Shit... I really, really love that sexy, black, sleek, diamond-feature gadget. Oh Sleeky..

Okay, listen. I'm neither the baddest or the most immoral person ever born but being a normal creature who makes decisions based on mind and emotions(I'm so irrational sometimes), I spent half of my dark day cursing the perpetrator. I bet u will do the same. Duh.. Oh, I cried like every time I saw and heard about cellphone. Bohoo...

I wish to finish my IB as soon as possible, though it's ONLY a dream since I don't want to lose any precious, hundreds ringgit of valuable materials in this so-called world school. What a shock to find a place of such standard has a population of students with degraded ethics and behaviours. Hmm...

Terengganu

From this picture, u can see the wind had no mercy for the coconut tree. This was taken from my hotel room, facing the pool n beach. I was in T'ganu. Manul's current hometown. And I had neither fun nor entertainment AND no sight of hot tourists. Poor me..

So it is called monsun timur laut when the sea becomes furious and the wind resembles a small-scaled typhoon.

It scared me. The whole journey was tiring since the rain didn't stop once I entered Kuantan. Fogs were everywhere. I slept..soundly, throughout the trip.

I passed through Kertih where I saw magnificent mega structures of PETRONAS industrial complex. Crazy engineering skills and insane engineers...

Taken around 1915. It was raining

I love that fire:)

Ups and Downs

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
SLMT AWAL MUHARRAM!!

My first blog for 2009. Congrats Sarah!!
(talking to myself again)

I seldom create equation because I'm never good at it. But, I feel like making one now.
New Year=Resolution/s

I have mine though I doubt I can achieve and accomplish all. My life is not based on lists and things-to-do. We live once and it should be fun, colourful not dull, gray, melancholic. Lists aren't for risk-takers since they lead life with guts and nerves and not with rational considerations and precautions.

Here are my resolutions. If you know me, you know which is achievable.
1-spend most of my weekends with Fathul
2-lose weight. My target is 49kg. (looking at the ceiling)
3-get at least 35 for next exams. (grinning)
4-save money. Girl, this is CRUCIAL. (to myself again)

See, those may look a piece of cake but, trust me no 2 takes discipline, 3 requires brain and extra amount of caffeine and 4..... I don't know why I made that one. Must 've bump my head while thinking of the 4th resolution.

Double Standard

Postponing ur National Service due to same prior engagement which is acting?
Shit

This always happens in all countries, no exception for Tanah Melayu. Just because u r some popular hot chick that face can be seen on the tabloids and commercials, u can't just get away from a 17 year-old Malaysian's obligation. NS!! the excuse u gave to the NS admin was totally unexceptable. Hello, acting contracts? U r not that good either.

I smell double standard

Why can't the men in charge (the admins) give exception to those who want to pursue their studies?
Or to those teenagers who have to work so they can feed their sick mother and siblings and sacrifiy their youth and fun for the sake of family?
This actress must be completely relieved that she won't have to march under the burning sun at 11am or eat cold,prepared meal or do charity works. Gimme a break.. The beauty of yours won't last girl..

The Centre Is Me

The critically aclaimed super-good primadona

Who is me?
-I'm Sarah 'Ainaa

How long have you lived?
-18 yrs, 15 days,8 hrs and a few minutes

Do you think that you're hot?
-Duh..of course. Ask Fathul. He'll give you answer without hesitation

Do u categorised yourself as skinny?
-Nope, but i'm thin. I have little flesh and it should be more.

Are u emotional?
-YES. I can shed buckets of tears in a zap.

Name your closest friends -Fathul, Syazana, Dayana, Irma, Liyana, Marnie, Azeem and to my suprise Naim.
(..........)

Do u want to be rich?
-Positive. I need money to survive. Come on, girls need $$$$$ simply because we're born to love this material.

Do u believe that u can make world a better place?
-Yup. Elect me as the States President and I give u 70% off on all US products. Name me.. Apple, Nike, DKNY, Adidas, McD etc
(syzna, ni sebahagian dri kempen kte nk klhkn obama n duk kt States)

Do u love yourself?
-YUP. Everything is about me, me, me, n me, me, n me. A lil' bit more of me. Like Fathul said, "everything is about u bby. Ur wish is my command."

Scar

I learn to adopt myself with a new scar. How do I get it? From a freaking bloody surgery to remove a cyst somewhere on the left side of my long neck. God!! I hate HOSPITAL!!
But, since the love of my life, Fathul, dreams to be a doctor, I HAVE to learn to like or at least
get the idea of how hospitals function. Darn me..

This scar I called 'Sembelih'. Really people! I look like a mob victim. A knife on my throat, "money or life". "LIFE!!", I said. Haha..
It hurts a lot during the first 4 days. I had trouble eating and drinking. To move a muscle was a suicide attempt. Then it finds its own way to recover. Hehe..

Thanks to Fathul who helped me A LOT. I mean, he eased my pain with his voice and poems.. I shall stop mentioning Fathul(giggling)

I cant wait to show to my friends my 'cool' scar.
Syazana - you will be so envy
Irma - thank god you dont need one
Dayana - lihatlah hasil krje dr2 yg membedahku

Flowers

I love flowers. Those blooming, colourful, flowers always take my breath away.

Fathul asked me once about my dreams. "I want to paint flowers. Imagine, in a garden full of roses and sunflowers and daisies and I will sit and paint".

Flowers symbolise many good values

love

hope

sincerity

wisdom

well, just naming a few

My personal choice, rose.

Why,oh why?

'cause, rose smells nice. Varieties of colours, sizes..

rose=love

love=fathul

fathul=sarah(me)