Au Revoir.

Ha-ha! It's already the 31st December!

There's nothing much to say about this year, except that 2011 had been a hell of a ride! Well, not hell, prolly heaven? Ok prolly not. So, it had been a wonderful.. Would you call it wonderful with those moments where you just feel like choking yourself to death by using Famous Amos cookies due to the uncontrollable stress? Ok. Mhm.. We'll just say, it had been a full-of-experience ride, even though it doesn't make sense. Right. Thank you Allah for this year!

I can't be arsed to elaborate more or summarized this year, like the old days. Till then! Happy New Year!

May 2012 be better than 2011! InsyaAllah. :-)

No Title.

Bonjour. I'm really good at neglecting things lately.. including this blog of mine. It would be really a miracle if I somehow rejuvenate my blogging skills again.

So, wazzapening? I have an L in hand! Next up, the driving classes & shit. But I swear, I'm gonna snuggle myself under a few layers thick of winter clothing because the room is that freezing cold and will be sleeping instead. Just smashin'! I find myself awaken by morning texts each day that naturally carves a smile on my face and the to-do list from mother. That pretty much brightened up my day, literally. Had the chance to watch STOMP in KLCC kudos to Kak Ngah, everything starting from the story line and dancing and steps were the same since the last time I saw it which was around 5 years ago. I still enjoyed it! ..with a few mild naps. Endless movies and TV shows kept me occupied the whole month until I have no longer have any God damn ideas on what to do. & Been cooking lunch and dinner each day to revamp my forgotten cooking skills because boarding schools doesn't supply a kitchen for the students. Not that I care now..

What else? Comic Fiesta, Mission Impossible 4, Senior Night.. Everything compiled in a day, probably the best day ever, even though it was slightly filled with embarrassing moments. But still, managed to catch up with the in-news and whatnots. Love! And the day after, I was with Asma, lost in China Town in Cheras (prolly I was the one that was lost) and watched Alexander's showcase.. Being a non-KPop fan, drowned in a sea of KPop fans literally shrieking Xander's name perpetually, it was plain horrid. I swear. Thank God my other half was there to keep me occupied via phone or else, I'd be sitting like a hobo somewhere in the VIP pit while the others were singing along and going bonkers to some foreign tunes that I hardly give a damn about. He wasn't even hot. Period.

And hey! It's nearly the end of the month/year. Conclusion? December has been an unproductive month. Bravo Aisyah, Bravo!

Throw Me Up.

Had an urge to blog, but currently at the wretched phase where you just wish to vanish into thin air without any valid reasons.

Something alike.

“ And as we stray further from love
We multiply the words,
Words and sentences long and orderly.
Had we remained together
We could have become a silence.”
-Yehuda Amichai, (trans. Assia Gutmann) from “Quick and Bitter ”

The Long Distance Relationship

Watch-worthy! Kudos to Raqib!

Can of Worms.

“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you’ll never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved.”
— Charlie Kaufman

Every single meager time I tried to key something in. I tend to erase it, just like how I would love to erase all those memories that corrupted my callow mind. I'm all melancholic, supposed to be all cheery and jubilant now I'm over and done with SPM and freed from that little island. But hey, that's life! A few countable mild bumps here and there won't hurt, would it?

& Look ma! Your lil' girl have graduated!