EMPTY

7 favorite persons
1. my mom
2. my dad
3. fathul aizat
4. syazana omar
5. dayana alya
6. sarah 'alyaa'
7. anis azmani

7 favorite items
1. handphone
2. shoes
3. my lappie@laptop
4. my big chunky bangles
5. my carved ring
6. mr hubby bear
7. fathul's necktie

7 missions
1. please pass the IB exam with good points (cut-off point)
2. land a place in BC Uni
3. be a super stylish geologist
4. get married and have kids with youknowho
5. 1 year of travelling
6. make my family happy (cliche, i know)
7. join WWF, fight and protect nature

I wonder if the world is a meeting place where people constantly bump into each other and the next second you realise this person has a connection with an acquaintance or a friend and you can draw a string of web connecting everyone around you. But, you cannot stop the emptiness you feel. It's like a hole, filled with sand and muddy soil and each rain drops will reveal the hole again.

I don't know why but I begin to lose trust on him. Paranoia. I should seek for help.

KISS AND MAKE UP

Let's talk about girlie stuff. Boys, fashion, make up and more boys. I am so grateful to be born as a girl. I have curves though I am not that curvaceous. Regular basis of money spending is on shoes. Seriously. Bored is my biggest, most powerful reason to buy a new pair of shoes. Sorry but that's me. I don't buy super killer heels or extra high wedges because..well, some reasons. Don't mind.

Make up is so cool. You can play with the brushes and palettes and powders and never get sick of it. The golden rule is experiment. Stand in front of the mirror, take your make up bag and dab everything on your face. Haha... It's FUN!!

Play dress up is my dream. I want to have a closet, a monstrous size full of jeans and T-shirts from Ed Hardy and scarfs hanging with wide range of hues. From white to super black. Shoes arranged from 6-inch heels to thongs. And a 4 foot mirror so I can praise and talk to myself in front of it telling how beautiful I am.


dayana and syazana pakai ini. saya tunggu semua
produk habis.

ADOI

Hari ini saya nak tulis dalam Bahasa Melayu. Sebab saya cinta bahasa kebangsaan. Tak nak campur dengan Bahasa Inggeris. Saya amt rasa hidup di KMB telah menyusahkan saya dari segenap penjuru. Tempat hujung dunia keliling kelapa sawit, peraturan macam sekolah asrama yang Langkawi pun tak seteruk itu, dan macam - macam lagi kejadian.

Baru balik dari Kulim buat CAS. Amat penat tahap cipan tak larat nak makan tapi masih diberi makanan dan terpaksa habiskan macam di zoo. Benda - benda yang saya tak puas hati:
1. Bertolak pukul 4 petang, sampai pukul 2 pagi dan kesejukan menggigit tulang.
2. Katil di asrama ada pelbagai tinggalan seperti serangga, rambut dan lain - lain.
3. Cadar tidak disediakan. Maka tidur di atas katil tersebut.
4. Balik dari penang ikut teman - teman Langkawi pukul 3 dan 4 pagi kemudian tidak cukup tidur.
5. Banjir waktu hendak balik dari Kulim. Terpaksa ikut jalan jauh.
6. Elaun Petronas tidak masuk lagi sebab ada masalah dengan akaun dan saya amat perlu jam baru!!
7. Yang amat BUSUK sekali, ketidaktahuan saya menyebabkan Syazana menerima padah...
Padah yang amt tidak bagus.

Lagi sekali, BENCI KMB dan KEHIDUPAN.
Dan Mohamad Fathul Aizat Kamarizan, CEPAT BALIK!!!!!!!!!!!

Odd or Not

It is very amusing to find manners in human can be vary odd, frequently. Let's change our mindset of having the same-gender lab partner. Looking at the same face for 4 sems =2years is a method of mind torture. Unless your lab partner is a super hunk or the prettiest boy in whole college (i don't know anyone with such description).
And it is proven that MATH is for NERDS!! (ni utk hang syamil)
Sometimes I let my mind to wander around the circumstances that had happened and make my own emotional-judgment. The outcome is super academia. Those top scorers can be divided into 2 uniquely differentiated groups. One: hot, athletic, all rounder high achiever that makes his own way to stardom and his articulation ALWAYS manages to melt the girls. Two: study geek with thick lens and always looks around appears to be afraid of eye contact when verbal communication is required. How sad can life be?

Well, I don't mind having to look through his lenses because he's HOT!!
HANDS DOWN

If this is not a TV show character, I would pray that one day my lab partner would be this, again, HOT

Conquering the wold. It may sound a bit scary but this tiny mission in ever-lunatic fantasy land
poisoned my brain and it suffocated a whole lotta time. If Mr. Gingerbread Man dared to voice his intention, I must do the very same thing. I have some missions under my sleeve..(evil laugh)

If the world is my playground and working place at the same time, there will be a number changes that I'll be proud to make. The list, please:
1. From Europe to Asia, it will be named as Sarah's Earth of Luxury and Temptation
2. Australia will have more aborigines than Caucasian, Asians and etc
3. Malaysia shall have her first female Prime Minister, Datuk Seri Sarah 'Ainaa
4. Bottom price sale every month for Levi's, MNG, GUESS, Benefit, Salvatore Ferragmo, COACH. (i know u love this syazana)
5. New buildings in KMB, lalat-free DS, wall of fame for every student AND no pas bermalam/keluar regulation.

Of course, this post is just to satisfy my dream of becoming someone prominent in the naked eyes of human. Currently, Mr. President Obama have the world in his clean hands.

America = World
World = Power

Wishing to be Obama's daughter now..

HUNGER

Hunger is my second best companion.(first is fathul, of course) My ever-unaccomplished resolution, to lose weight, seems to find its way to a dead end. I CAN'T DIET!! Dammit.. If I choose to go on a crash diet, I'll be a walking skeleton in no time. Or to cut down the amount of junk foods is a suicide. Guess I have to be satisfied with my weight AND my figure.

Sometimes, I secretly wished to be taller and curvier. Like Angie. God, she is the MOST PERFECT CREATION. Her eyes are perfectly carved on her face, above the bee-stung lips. Every women wants to have a piece of her. She lands on Brad Pitt's muscular arms and produced a brood of kids and chosen as UN's goodwill ambassador. One lucky girlI want those ARMS!!

Shitty Shit

I curse a lot. Not as much as Syazana, but I cursed when catastrophe happened. I said b**i, f**k, s**t, a*****e and some more shitty words. I don't mind being labelled as the 'ungirlie' girl because it's in my nature to curse. Oh yeah, I did cursed myself so it's not a big matter.



Today the Chinese celebrate CNY. Oranges and firecrackers. Offhhh..I love festive season. Unfortunately, I don't get boxes of oranges like before. BOHOO... Looks like I have to 'tapau' some from Chris, Wei Hung and Teng. They 'll be my CNY victims. Speaking about orange, I have never encountered any vomitting actions after swallowing multiple oranges. My tummy is a muscular one!

oh..aren't they cute???

Something strange about me is that I didn't cursed when I heard the EXPLOSIVE firecrackers' sound. Maybe I'm getting matured in the sense of controlling my verbal signs.