sebab ni lah aku nak tinggal kat New York bai.

tahu tak, jadi manusia tak berduit tu sesungguhnya sangat lah tak best?
tahu tak?
mesti lah tahu kan.

bila nak beli lollipop harga 80 sen satu pun tergaru-garu kepala (yang tak gatal).
sudahnya, tabung adik jugak yang jadi mangsa.
takpa takpa.
dah kerja nanti, kena ganti balik 15 kali ganda amount yang dah dikorek keluar dalam keadaan darurat dan terpaksa.
hmph.
alasan nak sedapkan hati.

paling benci bila sedar status diri yang tak berduit merupakan punca utama tak boleh nak pergi Negara Singa untuk menghedonismakan diri di Laneway Festival hujung bulan ni.

macam perah limau nipis atas hati yang berdarah bila dah spend lebih 3 bulan mendengar lagu lagu Foals, Temper Trap, Blonde Redhead, Ladyhawke, Holy Fuck, !!! , Warpaint SAHAJA sebab konon kononnya nak get in the mood.

Sudahnya, mood dah terlebih lebih,
perginya tak jugak.

Kesian passport, kegersangan cop dari Singapura.
Haih.

Weh, ada siapa siapa baik hati nak belanja tiket Laneway? :)

#3 : My Favourite Television Programme

this post is dedicated to Igniz.

the best combination of six people in the entire world

If you've never heard of the show before, I only have one thing to say to you :
WELCOME TO PLANET EARTH.

I grew up watching FRIENDS.
But it wasnt until 6 years ago that i started watching the show religiously.

In UTP, in the beginning of each semester, ill start watching the show from the Pilot episode and work my way through the 10 seasons. Usually, in 4 months, i wouldve finished watching it at least twice.

I mean, what is there not to love?
Exactly. Nothing.

The jokes are out of the world and original.
The characters are all both charming and weird at the same time.
The mere ease of them blending in together with each other.
The way they make you reaching out for tissues at the end of each season.

All my life,
this is all ive ever wanted.
this is all im asking for.

people who are there during the breakups and the proposals.
friends who stick through the fights and the makeups.
soulmates whom you want around you at all occasions.

i can talk about Friends day in day out.
i could make this post go on and on til you would start cussing at me for writing such a long piece that nobody wants to read (which is why, im trying hard not to start talking about favourite episodes).

this is the only TV series that made it 10 seasons and stayed awesome throughout the way.

p/s : i suka The One Where Joey Speaks French. kelakar gila tolong lah.

jots and sanity

Notice how i never write about anything remotely academic?

It is all because writing is my escape from anything Engineering related.

Imagine this.
The world gets terrorized by something viral and fatal, say the Anthrax. And everybody has to resort to hiding underground.

Now, writing about buildings and columns and beams and tension and offshore structures and steel properties and wave characteristics ;

writing about all those will be equivalent to bringing an envelope-full of Anthrax in the underground refuge.

I know how some people love dropping their intelligent jargons into writing. I dont fall under the same category.

Writing makes me forget about Physics.

It makes me feel like everything is possible.

I seek solace in writing, from the torments of questions with answers that go on for 20 pages.

It doesnt matter if academia kills me.
Writing will revive me.

you are my anti-depressant.

Writing is my theraphy.
Some people shop, some people drink, some people get high.
And I,
I write.

When you, (a crush), first said hello,

I'd come home and i write.

When you, (a friend), helped me find revelations deep in the night,

I'd open my book and i write.

When you, (a stranger), says something witty or does something amusing,

I'd remember and i write.

You, all of you,
You are

my Valium,

my Prozac, 

my Xanax.

For it gives me pleasure to write
and someday in the future,

I'll read all about you (and you and you)

and I'll smile. 

:)

Can You Keep A Secret?

OK.
Nak tau rahsia tak?
But i bet you blabbermouth wont keep it a secret kan?

Hmph.

Takpe lah, nak bagitau jugak. Heheh.

I am not the manja kind.
I am not one of those girls who hug their moms from behind and go (include la whatever manja statement that you can think of here).

Sorry, i did attempt lebih kurang 18 kali nak try and come up with a decent manja conversation between a manja daughter and a mom who layans her daughter's manja-ness. Tapi unsuccessful attempt. Sorry.

Semua dialogue that i could think of will make you rasa mcm nak baling bricks kat kepala i.

I sayang lagi my head.
So u guys buat la sendiri manja conversation tu ok.

Even when my housemates go all manja comel comel,
i sometimes ternganga because i dont know the right way to react.
Like, i want to try and be manja comel comel balik,

tapi serious part comel tu paling uber-susah nak achieve.

Tak tipu.

But but buuuuuut.
I have a weakness for lelaki yang manja.

Tolong lah.
serious i cair bila org cakap dengan i suara nak lembut alaaaaahaaaai mcm roti soggy rendam dalam air milo panas.

OK.

Metaphore serious tak appealing.

Fine. tukar la roti soggy tu dengan marshmallow.

Comel sikit. Pfft.

I yang loud-mouthed ni pun terus rasa nak turn down volume jadi -3 bila dengar orang ckp lemah gemalai comel comel.
It makes me want to cubit cubit pipi orang tu and cakap 'heeeeyyyy kenapa manja sangat sampai i geram ni haaa'.

Haa. macam tu lah.
Conclusion : Orang orang manja boleh lari jauh jauh from me sekarang kalau takut kena terkam.

Sekian, terima kasih. :)

p/s : oh but there is also such a thing as OVER-MANJA nak mintak pelangkung. if you dont know what a pelankung is, try la overdoing it, i tunjuk pelangkung tu apa. :P

Hantaran Sedulang Hati untuk Puteri Rambut Sedap Part Two

Click sini untuk Part One

Mereka semua sudah pesan,
jangan buat kerja gila.
Fikir sebelum cakap
(google before you tweet, bak kata versi modern).
Nanti hati carik sebelah, kata mereka.

Tapi aku memang degil.

Haaa, sekarang kan dah dapat padah nya.
Hey! Gembira tak bergelumang dengan darah sendiri?
Puteri Rambut Sedap girang gembira dengan hantaran yang kamu bagi?
*ketawa sinis*

Sudah sudah lah
Ini memang tawar,
tapi telan saja lah.
Sama ada kamu telan, atau korban kan sanity kamu.
Faham?

Ini gambaran Puteri Rambut Sedap dalam kotak kepala.

(Ini Elina dalam ANTM Cycle 11)
(Hari ini pelukis graphic cuti bersunat, tak dapat nak hasilkan gambar untuk kisah dongeng ini)

reading is better than sex.

i dont know about you guys, but reading is my escape from reality.

seronok kot.
for a few short hours, you dont have to think about your breakup.
you dont have to be reminded of the fact that 'Oh shit! duit dah habis!'
you dont have to constantly think about engineering subjects yang buat you rasa mcm nak tampar muka sendiri sampai you hear ringing in your ears.


you dont have to think about the weight you couldnt lose
or the fact that kereta kau dah 3 minggu takde minyak
or having friends who backstab you
or (sila include your daily worries here, penat la semua i nak buat kan. hehe)

semua benda boleh tolak ke tepi.

for that few short hours,
you can be both princess and pauper.
you can travel back in time and talk to Einstein about theories and philosophy.
you can be a team of angel and devil on the way to plan Armageddon.
you can be contestant in an Indian reality show.
you can have wild romping sex on top of a roof.
you can live in magical lands where rabbits talk.

eh banyak lah you can do.

and you know what they say, theres no image better than the ones that you let your imagination paint for you.
that is why, movies based on books sentiasa sentiasa kena kutuk dengan readers.
because what they present is rarely better than the depiction that we already have in our minds.

disebab kan kecintaan terhadap buku yang teramat sangat,
i think im gonna start a book blog.
buat review buku buku yang dah baca.
(ha tasha, engkau bab bab mcm ni memang rajin kan? assignment Steel dah buat?)

on a totally serious note,
if you have any mind-boggling problems,
instead of finding the nearest bangunan tinggi to jump off from,
cuba baca buku instead
(dalam masa masa suicidal, saya syor kan baca Al-Quran)

it helps, really.

gemuk.

ina told me that people share their food for a reason.

"you ingat orang baik hati sangat ke, generous sangat ke nak share their food suka suka? no. it's for a good reason. we get fat, we get fat together!"

buat apa nak get fat sorang sorang?
kan misery loves company.

yeah! gagasan gemuk berkumpulan!
woot woot!

im seeing purple canopies and white bouquets!

my baby is getting married in december!
and i shall be tukang kipas!
wheeeeee.

im hyperventilating sebab excited sangat!

Hafizah,
ever since i promised you my heart and my soul some 9 years ago,
ive been looking forward to this day where you shall be happy with the man of your dreams,
and i will be a (huge) part of that union day.

seems like, after years of talking about this boy that broke hearts, and that boy who's an eye candy, you found your happily-ever-after, after all.
(now its time for us to find one for me jugak! hehe)

Mizah and I will go all Monica, trying to set up THE dream wedding.
(jangan risau sebab we will instill fragments of OUR dream wedding in yours)
and dont worry, no air sirap will be involved.
(for fear of Jamal making stupid statements kat wedding sendiri).

bottom line dia :
aku excited gila sekarang nak design baju bridesmaid. heheh. i love you Fizah!

loads and loads of love,

dont say i didnt warn you!

it is extremely easy to fall in love with me.

in the beginning, you might be in denial and claim that being in my company is out of mere convenience.

but soon enough, you will realize that i'm like no other.
with me around, you get to do whatever it is that you've always wanted to.

in other words,
i liberate you.

be aware, though.

the romance will not last forever.
once you get too fixated in my embrace,
too mesmerized by my presence,
that is when i shall break your heart.

forgive me,
it isnt intentional.
im not doing it on the sole purpose of hurting you.

i'm doing it
because i can.

for i am money.

New Moon and all about the Vampire Craze

Of course it's easy to drool all over sparkly vampires (whose skin, my friend thinks, will only look good on a handbag!).

Imagine if Meyer left Bram Stoker's version of vampire as it is. And if they look like these:

The Salt Vampire in Star Trek

Spike in Buffy the Vampire Slayer

This one looks more like a witch to me, but oh heck!
(credits to Leeber)

I bet none of you would go ga-ga. No one would go to movie premieres wearing 'Bite Me, Edward' tops and go to Halloween parties as the Cullens looking like you just came out from a glitter bath.

And in that case, i think Twilight wouldnt have been made into movies pun in the first place. But then Meyer has already done the damage by making them Adonises and Greek gods and goddesses.

Ok. That's not the point of my story here.

I've read all 4 books in the Twilight saga. And ive seen the movies repeatedly to ogle at the fairytale of a love story (because in reality, not only are there NO vampires and werewolves, but also, you rarely get to see high school kids finding love in its purest form.)

Oh yes, the dialogues recited sometimes make me swoon and daydream. And hey, im just a girl, excuse me for liking romance (and yes, Twilight is categorized as romance. bukan adventure, bukan thriller. jangan tipu).

And i do think that some of the werewolves were hotttiiiees. and that Jacob (ntah apa nama actor dia, tak ingat) has 8 packs to kill for (I counted!). And that Robert Pattinson, when he's not looking too pale is quiet good looking.

But that's that. i still think people should not get carried away with their obsession.

A girlfriend, Vicky, told me that a few nights back, she went out to a club with a bunch of friends. There was this girl who was sitting near her (whom, was a stranger).

This stranger got tipsy after awhile and bored the whole table telling everyone how obsessed she is with Twilight. With no warning, she suddenly inched closer to Vicky, and BIT HER ON THE NECK!

Tipsy Girl then claimed that she has some sort of K5 bullshit substance in her blood that enables her to suck blood.

Vicky stood up and punched Tipsy Girl who then fell to the floor, showing no signs of superhuman strength.

Wicked!

speaking of beanies,

i have a fetish for anything purple.
oh yes, ANYTHING.

so when i came across a purple beanie at Forever 21 a few months back,
i fell in love with it instantly.

i put it on, and never took it off since.
not even when i shower.
(ok, ur a dumbass if u bought THAT.heheh)

anyway,
it became a habit to sport it EVERYWHERE i go.
(you think i care if you think i look dumb in it? pfft.)

the thing is,
a few weeks back,
a friend PMed me online
the conversation goes a little like this:

Friend : tasha, can i ask you something personal?
Me : yeap sure, anything.
Friend : are u okay? as in, health wise?
Me : haha. yeah im healthy. why ey?
Friend : oh good good. im just curious with ur new style. with the hat and all. i thought ur suffering from leukimia or something.

T_T

and there i was thinking that i was being fashionable. tsk. haha.

does this really look like someone who is undergoing chemotheraphy? LOL.

About The Boat That Rocked!

THIS MOVIE WAS SUGGESTED TO ME BY DZULHAZMI AND SHAREENA.

If you are at all a universal music lover,
and have no qualms being engaged with the mixture of drugs, alcohol, sex and (of course) rock and roll for about 2 hours,
i believe you'd be in love with this movie the way i am.

I might even say that i love this slightly more than Across The Universe.
And that's pretty big considering, id marry Across The Universe if it were human.

Its the 1960s. And the government has a whole policy against anything other than jazz to be aired on radio. So what this bunch of nuts did was went on a boat, and aired from the middle of the sea.

Radio Rock, was the name of the station. And it was everything that the government despised. To them, its just a platform for hooligans, drug dealers and fornicators.

Their form of rebellion, however, makes everyone wanna rock and roll.

What is more, it is infested with hotties (both male and female),

Tom Sturridge

Sturridge was actually the guy that Stephenie Meyer's fantasized about playing the part Edward Cullen for Twilight. I can see why. Yummy. Too bad they opted for Robert Pattinson instead.

He was the last crew on the boat. Sent to Radio Rock by his mom to learn something new. Oh, and he learnt indeed. Though, it was all very hedonistic in nature. :D

Tom Wisdom

And this is the dude who plays Sexy Mark. I dont really fancy him out of this movie. In 300, he was just another guy who ends up headless. But in The Boat That Rocked, he was like a more irresistable version of Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You.

Im telling you, the guy is a walking sex god. He doesnt say much in the movie. Just sleeps with an awful lot of women.

January Jones

Well, she wasnt actually in the most part of the movie. But i thought that she was incredibly hot in action. Heheh.

Im not gonna waste any more of my time Googling for images. If you want to ogle, watch the movie. :)

What more, the soundtrack is awesome. A little bit of Jimi Hendrix, The Kinks, The Who, The Beach Boys and many more. Brings you back to the 60s indeed.

It pretty much came down to saying Bollocks to the people who wants to see you fail.
And thats why, its a must-watch!

Yeah Yeah Yeahs

tonight,
i shall dream about
you and me

in that faraway land
(or perhaps a land that is not too far away)
hand in hand

where we shall
make love to good music
where we shall
have enchanting conversations
where we shall
get intoxicated by the magic
that YOU, wouldve cast on ME.

tonight,
i shall dream about
you and me

you and me
ahhh
what a saucy rendezvous

oh what a lovely dream that shall be.

:)

to all the boys ive ever fallen in like with

sometimes you are near
and often you are far
you later disappear
thats just how things are

sometimes we hold hands
and sometimes we let go
sometimes we made plans
and sometimes we dont know

i wrote haikus that rhyme
and dream all day long
but it all fades with time
we simply dont belong

but i want you to know
that i never forgot
though i dont let it show
i remember quite a lot!

:)

Scandal Saya yang Paling Scandalous.

i blissfully walked into my neighbour's house,
with the intention of borrowing something.
i dont even remember what it was that i needed.
(a cup of sugar, maybe? talk about old school ey? *grins*)

it was a huge mansion.
i used to come over here as a kid, playing with Naqi's hundreds of remote controlled cars.
(you know, those cars that uses petrol instead of batteries and whose price could probably pay for the down payment for a starter car).

his room was a kid's Disneyland back then.
it had everything, everything that a 7 year old girl could wish for.
(ok so perhaps i was a bit boyish back then. he didnt have any dolls.)

so, anyway, back to the present,
I walked into his house, only to find that he was out.
His brother was home tho.
Fresh (jet lagged, more like it) out of a flight from somewhere abroad.

I had never met him before.
21 years in the neighbourhood, and i have never seen him.
Not once.
He studied abroad pretty much his whole life
(minus about 4 years of his childhood, during which i was not even born yet).

He was astonishingly jaw-dropping good looking.
And he flirted.
Which is always a good thing.
;)

He kept me company for that few hours, waiting for Naqi to come back from wherever he was.
And a delightful company, he was.

My bubble burst when his GIRLFRIEND popped by later,
all protective and claws all over him.
Ah well, what do you expect?
He was an Adonis.
Id probably do the same if i was her.
(oh but on second thoughts, i wont. I prefer to play the Cool Girlfriend Card. LOL)

It was turning to be quiet a telenovela scene.
And i decided to go home and come back another day before the Girlfriend pours a bucket of ice on my head.
(it certainly seemed like the idea crossed her mind).

Over the few short weeks,
i saw more and more of Naqi's brother.
(who, by then, has pretty much worn me over).

And it took my entire self-control not do the Chandler dance,
when he told me that he broke up with her.
(i believe the breakup had a lot to do with me)

There we were, sitting on the couch.
Me on his left, him in the middle, and Naqi at the other end.
Pretending to watch the stupid movie which Naqi wanted to see.
And i noticed that his hands crept closer to mine,
and soon, my tiny palm was wrapped in his not so tiny one.

Swooning, i was.

And then, i realized two things:

One : 21 years knowing Naqi's family, and its a well known fact that Naqi was an only child. He DOES NOT have any siblings.

Babi. Aku mimpi. Bloody vivid dream, at that.

Two : Dalam mimpi pun aku jadi boyfriend-stealer? Tahniah la Sha.

It was then that i woke up. Sungguh tak best. :(

this is what i get for visiting dumb sites while colouring my hair

omg omg omg omg omg
(sambung baca omg for the next seven minutes)

i just wasted a few hours of my life browsing through malaysia's gossip blogs.
waaaargggh tertekan nya aku.
tension sampai rasa macam nak bakar computer.

i CANNOT fathom how absolutely conservative close minded nya Malaysians are.
And im sorry to report that most of them are Malays.

Now, now, im not going all
"oooooh, im the New Age Malay and im better than them all"
(though from what ive just read, perhaps maybe i am)

its just that.. okay.. lemme start this again.

*takes a deep breath*

So, some stupid moron who's probably trying to make money out of publishing craps about Malaysian artist, releases all this stupid 'articles' that wouldnt make much sense pun if the person that theyre writing about is not an artist in the first place.

(atau mungkin dia teringin nak glamour, tapi takde talent, so dia blog la walaupun writing talent pun takde and they Facebook stalk people as a source to their craps)

It's one thing nak gossip about celebrities,
tapi cerita such as:

"Artis A tweeted that she wants to go to the pasar malam today"
"Artis B dilihat menjual air pink guava di pasar malam kepada Artis A"
"Adik Artis C pakai seluar atas lutut di pasar malam yang sama"

Weyy seriously,
ADA AKU KESAH??

As if that's not enough,
they write stupid stories about the so called celebrities' adik, mak, kakak, abang, bapak, nenek, posman, ketua kampung.
Ahh complete lah semua.

These people's Facebook (dan lain lain) were raided and pics yang takde la teruk mana pun was published and points were exaggerated.

OK.
Maybe ada lah some indecency.
But i dont think they deserve such crude and tasteless comments.

If you were to read the comments, you would think that the pictures were taken out of Playboy's middle spread.

Habis la semua benda diorang salahkan.
Keluar hadis and sunnah,
but then again, you people still check the site religiously anyway!

Cari apa?
The latest nude picture and 3gp?
Hoping to see some cleavage and camel toes?

*shakes head*
korang sama je laaa.

As if la the comments that they gave were so membina kan.
In the end, they will squabble with one another over each other's comments.
Korang gaduh gaduh pun, bukannya artis tu baca pun comment tu.
Pshh.

Yang paling zomg nya,
even about non-muslim artist pun they wanna kick up a fuss.
BIAR LAAA orang tu nak minum wine ke, pegang a bottle of Tiger ke.
The keyword is Non-Muslim.
Tak payah sibuk boleh tak?

i feel like a dumbass now.
my intention was just to get a few laughs at the expense of other's stupidity.
tapi last last sendiri yang rasa bodoh.

and needless to say, im ashamed of some Malaysian's stupidity and lameass comments.
memalukan sungguh.

please la dol, go and read up on some better form of reading material.
Banyak lagi literature works you can read on.
Kalau kau memang tak reti nak appreciate good literature, paling paling pun pergi la baca Soccernet ke, cari recipe buat choc chip cookies ke.

You're just scamming on other's popularity and are just upset that you're not as famous as they are.
And it SHOWS, goddammit.

Im serious.
Go get a life.
And stop trying to take part in somebody else's.
Orang tu tak kenal pun kau.

Ive wasted enough time.
Im gonna go wash my hair off now.

ahhhh. aku nak merajuk.

saya, dengan ini merajuk.

dan dalam usaha memprotes rambut pendek
(yang lagaknya seperti tak mahu memanjang sampai bila bila),

saya membuat pact tak nak appear dalam mana mana gambar
(tidak kira yang ditangkap oleh DSLR, digital camera, lomo, polaroid, disposable camera mahupun camera mainan yang bila tekan dia squirt air kat tengah2)

sampai rambut tumbuh panjang ke pinggang.


oh lupa,
takde orang kisah.
;P

Arsenal Vs. Manchester United. ughh ughhhh.

The game started off slow.
And as it went on, i thought to myself
"game ni sebenarnya nak assess siapa yang can score the most goals ke, the most kad kuning? Kalau kad kuning macam ada chance je Arsenal nak menang.."

It wasnt lack of faith, mind you.
Just look at them go down one by one.
In the beginning, macam cartoon tahu tak?
Tendang bola sikit, jatuh.
Dribble sikit, injured.
Pfft.

And dont get me started on the yellow cards.
Song, Gallas, Sagna, Eboue, Almunia, Van Persie.
Boy, were we on a roll!

Of course 3 MU players got it as well.
But to double that, Arsenal, really?

The first goal by Arshavin was really really good.
It was fastttt.
He's short but man, can he run!
It was utter brilliance, im telling you.
The satisfaction i got from texting the MU fans:
Wooohooo! *tawaf keliling padang*
was priceless.

At the end of the first half, i even took a picture of the current score on the screen, and mms-ed it to the rivals.

Little did i know, it was gonna backfire on me.

That penalty kick.
Ughhhh.
Rooney took the chance when Almunia rashly dived for the ball.
Pandai kau berlakon uhh nak dapat penalty.
Smartass.
And they scored, resulting in me receiving the same message that i sent earlier on.

And 5 minutes later, the smart SMAAARTTT (ini namanya sarcasm) diaby messed up.
sigh.
its too frustrating, i dont even wanna get into it.

and when all hopes seem lost,
and we were praying for some last minute miracle,
Van Persie scored us an equalizer.

I was shouting and screaming out of joy (sambil berdiri ye) in the middle of Rasta,
when tak sampai 5 seconds later,
i saw Wenger's classic (oh itu priceless) expression and terduduk (me, not Wenger).
This was immediately followed by the MU fans to scream and shout,
rubbing it on our faces.

Bodoh la boleh offside pulak.
Sigh.

There goes our winning streak.
Takpe, kita tak pernah kalah lagi main dekat Emirates.
We'll bring it on, wont we.

p/s: serious kalau time tu tgh pakai jersey, boleh break down menangis kat tengah2 alam.

Gitar gitar

i miss the strumming and the plucking.
i dont know why the sudden longing.
perhaps after watching Hannah Montana, i felt like a loser.
apa barang? Miley Cyrus pun boleh main guitar, while i, on the other hand, jari dah keras macam kayu.

So i jumped off from the bed (sambil menyesal kenapa tinggal kan guitar sendiri kat rumah) and rushed to Ina's room.

Im sorry ina, i kinda raped your guitar. XD

Note to Ina : thank you for leaving all your valuable assets for my convenience. LOL. semua i made good use of, okay. laptop, printer, hairdryer, guitar, amp. Peace peace.