Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

yes! it's the end of the year! in few days time, we're gonna be opening a new book. a new beginning. a new hope. hohoho.

ok so my christmas wasn't that bad. eventho we went to the same place, did ordinary things and nothing so special about it but it was christmas. i was happy enough coz h was there. hihi. gedikgedikgedik.

soooooooooooo h bought me a book. as i demanded. the one i've been wanting to much but malas nak beli. he was so sweet he put it in a box with a ribbon and a very touching message he wrote on the first cover page of the book.

i bought him a speaker. hohoho. eventho he wanted a book, but he was so happy when i bought him a set of speaker with the subwoofer thingy. i kesian tgk his speaker yg seblah bunyi seblah lagi remix.

new year is approaching very very soon! the time now is, 12:43 AM. i'm leaving to langkawi at 5.30 am. so i can't sleep coz everyone tak bagi. takut bangun lambat. haih. my mistake, i was the one who booked the flight ticket at 8am. nak buat macam mane tu paling murah!

miyan is already at langawi since before christmas.

dayo n her group are already at langkawi.

zyra n tj took a bus 9pm just now.

me, hadri, ali, ilani, atta n yus are meeting up at lcct later.

farid n ikurh will be at langkawi on the 31st, n join us then.

sumo, bongkok and their whole battalion will be on the 31st too.

the rest of my friends, and extended friends will be there latest by 31st for the new year's countdown.

zaki is not joining ;(

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miyan has been using the word "best gile weh" whenever we call him there. macam tu je die tau cakap. kau dah makan miyan? best gile weh. hahahaha.

h bought a backpack. it's like what the army always use and looks like a punchbag. since the bag is like, taller than me... he's been obsessively stuffing everything he could in the bag. sbb bag tu kalau tak penuh tak smart, he said. i just hope he didnt put in tilam katil tu semua dalam bag tu when i see him later.

i basically packed the whole wardrobe. i just cant decide what to wear. hehe.

Love Struck

*notice the 1st photo? h's room.
bedsheet : Bob the Builder
pillow 1: sleeping beauty.
pillow 2: finding nemo.
comforter 1: tweety bird.
comforter 2: chip n dale.
it is proven that he is 7 yrs old.
i guess u guys would understand y there's 2 comforters instead of 1. knowing him... haih.

yes, we just can't get enough of each others n therefore i dont have time to write my blog. hoho.

i've been spending a lot of time at h's lately. sleeping, eating, movies.... but most of the time i sleep and he as usual, dota/hon-ing.

he learned a new trick. he wants to play games all the time whilst i just want to see him all the time. so he's been asking me to hangout at his place a lot. n it pleases me so much til i get the point that he does it so he could play his dota. how could i not see it? duh. no wonder he kept asking me to bring along my book or my laptop IN CASE I GET BORED. dumbass.

so me n h has started the tradition where we would give each other presents on christmas, birthdays, valentine, anniversary, and certain dates that we randomly picked because it's just sooo cooool to celebrate anything! oh and special dinner/date every 1st saturday of the month where we'd be going to somewhere nice, play dress up and.... date? hahahha. girls pls dont copy our ideas. plan ur own.

i'm sure i wrote about our diary in my old post. the idea of writing diary together has turned to only lydia writes it, ok? urgh. he's just so fucking lazy to write anything (unless if we're fighting over something, sulking, etc). so most of the pages were written by yours truly, me. nice.

oh, since i've been complaining about him now... y not just continueeee writing about him. since he doesnt even know about my blog. hahahaha. syg, i have a blog and i write about u a lot! my friends keep asking me to write more about u. i figure y not just change this blog to urs? since everyone's more interested in ur stories. haih. sedih.

ok me and him are soooo notttttttttttttt ym/msn/chatting together ever ever again! grrrrr. i dont have the patience to chat with him. when i wanted to tell him something, like a story... he'll get in between with his amusement over the font type and size and colours and emoticon shit.

example.

me : syg, smalam i pegi kedai ni...
i jumpe this one pakcik kat luar

him: yes....?

me : kat blakang die ade tampal sticker

him : yesssssss....????

me : "pakcik loser". kesian gile die

him : yesssss???

me : syg, i tgh cite kat u ni.

him : COOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLL
b, cube tgk font i. yg mane satu smart?

Lydia is offline.


do u get what i mean? then he would call. boleh tanye plak tu kenape i offline??!! i was so mad coz he was so into things like that he wont even pay attention to wat am saying. then he'll be like, ala... kan kite tgh ym. i boleh bace balik kot.

oh my goddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!

he doesnt geddit. when ur chatting with someone, when u see words written at the bottom "Lydia is typing..........." u hold ur words. let the person finish up first. its similar to when ur in a conversation with someone n u let the person finish up the words before interfering with urs. 1 by 1.

my boyfriend is 7. not 24 as stated in his birth certificate and mykad.

he lives by his own rules. which is - no rules. do what hadri wants whenever hadri wants whatever hadri wants. others dont matter.

yes.

my boyfriend.

New Year's Superstitions

Kiss at midnight
We kiss those dearest to us at midnight not only to share a moment of celebration with our favorite people, but also to ensure those affections and ties will continue throughout the next twelve months. To fail to smooch our significant others at the stroke of twelve would be to set the stage for a year of coldness.

Stocking Up
The new year must not be seen in with bare cupboards, lest that be the way of things for the year. Larders must be topped up and plenty of money must be placed in every wallet in the home to guarantee prosperity.

Paying off bills
The new year should not be begun with the household in debt, so checks should be written and mailed off prior to January 1st. Likewise, personal debts should be settled before the New Year arrives.

First Foot
The first person to enter your home after the stroke of midnight will influence the year you're about to have.
Ideally, he should be dark-haired, tall, and good-looking, and it would be even better if he came bearing certain small gifts such as a lump of coal, a silver coin, a bit of bread, a sprig of evergreen, and some salt. Blonde and redhead first footers bring bad luck, and female first footers should be shooed away before they bring disaster down on the household. Aim a gun at them if you have to, but don't let them near your door before a man crosses the threshold.
The first footer (sometimes called the "Lucky Bird") should knock and be let in rather than unceremoniously use a key, even if he is one of the householders. After greeting those in the house and dropping off whatever small tokens of luck he has brought with him, he should make his way through the house and leave by a different door than the one through which he entered. No one should leave the premises before the first footer arrives the first traffic across the threshold must be headed in rather than striking out.

First footers must not be cross-eyed or have flat feet or eyebrows that meet in the middle. Nothing prevents the cagey householder from stationing a dark-haired man outside the home just before midnight to ensure the speedy arrival of a suitable first footer as soon as the chimes sound. If one of the partygoers is recruited for this purpose, impress upon him the need to slip out quietly just prior to the witching hour.

Nothing goes out
Nothing. not even garbage

Work
Make sure to do and be successful at something related to your work on the first day of the year, even if you don't go near your place of employment that day. Limit your activity to a token amount, though, because to engage in a serious work project on that day is very unlucky.

Also, do not do the laundry on New Year's Day, lest a member of the family be 'washed away' (die) in the upcoming months. The more cautious eschew even washing dishes.

New Clothes
Wear something new on January 1 to increase the likelihood of your receiving more new garments during the year to follow.

Money
Do not pay back loans or lend money or other precious items on New Year's Day. To do so is to guarantee you'll be paying out all year.

Breakage
Avoid breaking things on that first day lest wreckage be part of your year. Also, avoid crying on the first day of the year lest that activity set the tone for the next twelve months.

Other superstitions attaching to the beginning of the new year are:

Letting the Old Year Out
At midnight, all the doors of a house must be opened to let the old year escape unimpeded. He must leave before the New Year can come in, says popular wisdom, so doors are flung open to assist him in finding his way out.

Loud Noise
Make as much noise as possible at midnight. You're not just celebrating; you're scaring away evil spirits, so do a darned good job of it!

According to widespread superstition, evil spirits and the Devil himself hate loud noise. We celebrate by making as much of a din as possible not just as an expression of joy at having a new year at our disposal, but also to make sure Old Scratch and his minions don't stick around. (Church bells are rung on a couple's wedding day for the same reason.)

The Weather
Examine the weather in the early hours of New Year's Day. If the wind blows from the south, there will be fine weather and prosperous times in the year ahead. If it comes from the north, it will be a year of bad weather. The wind blowing from the east brings famine and calamities. Strangest of all, if the wind blows from the west, the year will witness plentiful supplies of milk and fish but will also see the death of a very important person. If there's no wind at all, a joyful and prosperous year may be expected by all.

Born on January 1
Babies born on this day will always have luck on their side.

Happy new year everyone!! Have a blast!

New Year Resolutions

This was my last year's (u can read in my older post : December 14, 2008)

1. Gain weight > 43kg (failed)

2. Stick to a budget..... i really need to do so. alwaysssssss run out of money by mid month. haih. (failed)

3. Get organized!!! please help. short term memory loss, clumsy, last minutes, everythingg has to be well organized! (getting better)

4. Play sports. hah! at least 1? puh-lease. my body needs something healthier than ciggies all the time yo. (went to the gym with h ONCE. considered succeed)

5. Spend more time with family. im missing a lot of things. my dad go on holidays with my brother without asking me along. firhan is growing up and i think as a sister i need to be there before its too late to stop him from being evil~!! i know he's not that type but lately i just found out he has been lepak-ing at the new JJ almost everyday! wtf? he started shopping on his own, he's not afraid going everywhere with friends anymore and wouldnt want to stay home like he used to! no. not jj please. i show u the way to get to the curve or hartamas ok? im soooo scared he'll be joining the rempits. he started asking me about 3 line already!!!!!! i kill u if i have to. (succeed)

6. be tough coz there are a lot of mean bitches existing in my world already. (succeed. less bitch fight)

7. make sure my cat doesnt beranak every 2 months. shit, i dont have time to bring her to the vet. (succeed. i don't have a cat anymore actually)

8. cut down the amount of cursing people. its not good. its unhealthy. its karma. haha. (getting better)
9. be independent. i dont want to rely on family and boyfriend anymore. (no. failed. failed)
10. be serious in a relationships. love, family and friends. all. more attention to bf (if i have one), friends and family. (SUCCEEDED)

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So what about this year's? hehehe.

1. Repeat last year's first target, GAIN MORE WEIGHT!

2. Cut down smoking

3. Earn more money! Success in working world!

4. Maintain a stable relationship.

5. Make more friends, get more bestfriends, become nicer to friends, love friends more.

6. Learn how to cook. haha. so whatt??

7. Travel with friends.

8. More shoes, more bags, more clothes, moree moreeeee moreeeeee!!!!

9. Go to bed earlier

10. Do charity. a n d i a m s e r i o u s a b o u t i t !

Malek Noor

i'm not sure if i have written about h's new gym regime. i'm too lazy to look back at my older posts, so i guess i just write about it (again, if).

me n h had a bigggg fight over his gym addiction. before this he would go alternate days (as i have written a lot in older posts). now, he's asking me to let him go every-fucking-day. which i think is a crazy idea.

facts about h and working out:

• he would go to the gym at least 2 hours.
• he usually go within 2-7pm.
• will not eat within 2 hours before going to the gym.
• will be too tired after the gym.
• not joining any plans after the gym, mine or friends' invitations.
• complains all the time about his injuries, or body parts swelling caused by extreme work out.

u see, i have a big problem dealing with him about this like, forever. it's never ending. when everytime i wanted to ask him out for lunch, he'll say he has to go to the gym in 1 hour. but he's always willing to accompany me for lunch. whats the point of me asking u to come then? watch me eat? baik aku ajak orang lain.

and when he's at the gym, i won't be able to call him. coz he leaves his phone in the locker. fine with me.

when he's back, he'll be too tired to go out for the rest of the day. not even for tea time. no matter what. i've tried, as well as my friends to make him come and join us as soon as he finished working out so that he won't have to go back and come straight away from the gym. nope, he doesn't want to.

ok, so i get it if he's too tired after the gym. but after 5 hours rest at home, he won't come out of the house too. let say he came back from the gym at 4pm, and we make a plan at 11pm.... nope, tanak.

and when i talk to him on the phone, or see him the next day... he's complaining about his swelling muscles and all that shit.

NOW HE WANTS TO WORK OUT EVERYDAY?

we've been arguing about this like craaaaazyyyy!!! we were debating as if we're competing for the country! as if there's a ferrari to be won over. gosh... i have to deal with his game addiction, his sleeping addiction and his tak-suke-lepak addiction. now im facing a new gym addiction. u nak buff2 ni kenape? nak jadi malek noor ke? nak join wwf?

i have no prob with him working out. its good for his health and i find it wayyy better than playing games or lepak-ing or partying etc. but u gotta have time management and commit to it. U HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND FRIENDS!

we've been using all the reverse psychology ideas we've got in our heads til it became worst. and finally he gave me another option, a new deal.

• he goes to the gym 2 days straight, 1 day off.
• the day off will be spent fully on gf and friends.

i could tolerate with that. its a good idea but anyway, as u know me... i put another deal on top of that (tanak kalah kan).

• he goes to the gym 2 days straight with the condition to call me more.
• he shall not work out on the days we normally have plans like fridays and saturdays.
• if he goes to the gym on those days, he must participate in our plans no matter how tired he was that day.
• and no complains.

terms and conditions agreed by both party. he will lead the rempits, i will lead the single mothers. and together we work for umno terus maju! hahahahhahaha.

Desserts, Game, Bottle

Last weekend i've been craaaavvviiiinnnngggg for cakes, chocolates, tarts, puddings and all sorts of desserts. yummy~ I managed to drag h to a place called Garden at One Utama to try out their desserts. it has a very nice concept for a cafe with reasonable prices for their delicious food n desserts. it felt so romantic! haha.

but as u know, h is a very hyper kid. he tend to spoiled everythinggg romantic im pulling off for us. haih. kenape la kau ni retard sangat. i ordered Jasmine tea for both of us. if we order tea there, they'll serve it in a pot. it is a 1 serving for 2 person. h jakun sikit with the tea pot (or in other way to describe it - impressed). he kept playing with the pot, macam budak2 main masak2. sikit nak tuang2 air tu. baru minum 1 sip, nak tuang lagi. adoi. then die tumpah kan air tu. he thot the tea was warm, and not hot when i obviously can see the tea is super hot. selambe die je teguk terus banyak2 from the cup. then sembur balik air tu. habis meja, baju seluar dia tertumpah air. i noticed how people around us looked at us.... i didnt dare to look at them back. malu ni malu! how did the mother survived growing him up? no idea. im surprised his mother didn't give him away to the homeless people or ophanage house.

we spent hours at OU doing nothing. then we hurried to mont kiara's dessert's bar to celebrate pre-birthday for ilani. desserts lagi. the brownie's nice tho. we actually had no idea where to celebrate ilani's birthday. tade la celebrate kaw2 pun. just to blow the candles and cut the cake when the clock strikes 12. at least something la kan. since we haven't been to dessert's bar for quite some time, y not just celebrate there instead of going to a restaurant for dinner and wait for hours and hours before we could surprise her with her cake.

h wanted sushi so much, so we went to both.

strawberry yogurt mousse

hah! the tea pot!

there was a guy who played the piano when we arrived. mane tah hilang

minum elok2 ye syg...

dessert's bar

she just turn 21, can u believe it? i'm so ooooOOold~ ;(

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when i heard there's a new game in town, i always wish dota will be forgotten. and my dream came true. HoN is the new hit. h stopped dota-fucking. i was so happy but i thot my wish was too good to be true. it is. HoN is better than dota. and therefore, the addiction is worse. im taking back my wish. can i have a refund? fuckkkkkkk gamesssssssssss!!!!!!!!

HoN-ing

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miyan is back. hahahaha. he disappeared for a month and now he's back. everything is back to normal again. last weekend he went to jb and bought a bottle there at the zon, a tax-free mall. all this time when we buy things there, especially alcoholic drinks, we're facing a 50-50 situation of having a good luck to pass the customs or otherwise. miyan was unfortunate when we was stopped by an officer there. he was forced to pay the bottle's tax in order to get it out of the mall area. he refused. i would do the same if i was him. THEY WERE ASKING FOR 200% TAX! crazzyyyyy. like miyan said, it's not like he's importing a car. 200% is normally charged on the company who import/export their goods, in bulk. not for a bottle in this case.

miyan fought with the officers and had a big argument bout this shit. u know what they did? miyan said its fine with him if he can't bring the bottle out. he wanted to finish off the bottle there n then. so when he wanted to take the bottle out of the office, the fucking officers said "Awak tak boleh amik botol ni keluar dari sini. Ini dah kira barang rampasan". watafak??? they said if he wanted the bottle, pay for it. at first they said he must pay the TAX if he wants to take the bottle out. then they said, this is ours, if u want u have to pay. then they accused miyan of some legal acts for arguing and questioning them. are they so corrupted that they are desperate to do all this shit? haih. pity miyan, he left the bottle there. who would want to pay 200% tax? i would do the same. its cheaper to buy a new one outside. stupid.

Condolence

Sumo's mother passed away last thursday. i was so sad when i got that news. i've been close friends with sumo for a long time and remember how he's been telling me a lot about his mom when we chatted. hew was closer to his mom (dad was very very strict). he got his humour part from her i guess, hearing all the stories how they were teasing each other.

i got the news in the morning. but somehow couldn't verify it coz i couldn't reach sumo that day. a friend confirmed about the news to me. what hit me the most was getting the news so late i couldn't go to kuala pilah, where the funeral was held. i couldn't see sumo when he was in such terrible situation. but i know he is strong enough to handle it. knowing him.

i was waiting for the weekend to arrive so that i could go there for the tahlil, at least. but sumo is here. so i think i'll just wait for the tahlil here when everything there is done.

i wish sumo and family would be strong about this. Allah loves his mother more and may she rest in peace and be among umat yang soleh dan solehah. she was a nice person, a great mother and beloved wife to his father. sumo is one of the luckiest person to have such wonderful person as a mother. Al-fatihah.

condolence on the demise of ur mother, mo. I'm here, we're here, and all the best for u as life is short... but we hafta move on.

syg sumo.

David Guetta Feat Akon - Sexy Bitch

Sexy Bitch (feat. Akon) Lyrics

Yes, I can see her
'cause every girl in here wanna be her
Oh! She's a Diva...
I feel the same,
And I wanna meet her

They say: "She low down..."
It's just a rumour I don't believe 'em!
They say: "She needs to slow down..."
The *baddest* thing around town!

She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before!
Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore!
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful!!!

The way, that booty movin' - I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin', so I can pull up her close
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Yes, I can see her
'cause every girl in here wanna be her
Oh! She's a Diva...
I feel the same,
And I wanna meet her

They say: "She low down..."
It's just a rumour I don't believe 'em!
They say: "She needs to slow down..."
The *baddest* thing around town!

She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before!
Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore!
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being

disrespectful!!!

The way, that booty movin' - I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin', so I can pull up her close
I'm tryinna find the words to describe this girl without being

disrespectful

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn Girl!!!

Damn, you the sexy bitch, the sexy bitch!
Damn, you the sexy bitch!

Damn! You The Sexy Bitch!

My Favourite Sasha Pivovarova

Girls and Shoes

Girls and shoes. yes, it's not enough and will never be enough! and buying shoes will lead to buying handbags. and from there the list goes on from top to bottom. but we still want more. and go bankrupt. biar papa asal bergaya. hahahahaha.

anywayyyyy, i have a story about girls and shoes. a friend of mine is crazy over shoes. she wears high heels all the time - i still don't know how she manage to do that, and survive. and when we (friends) look at her without her heels, she looks weird. like really really weird. she is used of wearing heels and us looking at her height which we consider 'normal' height for her.

she rent a house and live with her housemates. basically, they just.live.in.the.same.house. not some besties or sisterhood thingy going on in the house. masing2 buat keje sendiri. so my friend for damn sure la kan will put her shoes in the house where everyone can see her collection when they first enter the house. takkan nak bawak masuk bilik plak.

her housemate started to borrow her shoes by asking her when they met at home.

after a while, she text my friend to let her know AFTER she's out of the house.

worst, she left it in HER CAR after borrowing my friend's shoes. haih.

i think a lot of we, girls experience this same sort of thing. maybe dresses, bags, makeup or anything else that can be borrowed lah. in this case, i'm not mad at my friend's housemate for borrowing. ok maybe she doesn't have enuff money to buy more shoes. maybe she's just wearing it once or twice. maybe she can't find shoes that suit her dress. maybe..................... lah.

but as the person who borrow things, aren't we suppose to be respecting the owner even more than thinking so much of borrowing that damn shoes? kau nak pinjam tu pinjam la. tak payah la over sangat sampai dah keluar rumah baru nak text. pastu tinggalkan dalam kereta. bukan nak pulang balik lepas pakai. pakai la otak weh.

my friend didn't mind it at all at the beginning but somehow pissed with the way her housemate's taking advantage of it. she borrowed and ruined the shoes. nak pinjam yg mahal2 pulak tu! then rosak! my friend had to send it to the barber.

i'm not sure y this girl does it still. but maybe because my friend is too nice. maybe.

me and my gfs always borrow each others stuff too. but we know how to pulang balik and jaga elok2. besides, when we lend it to close friends, it doesn't piss us as much as to strangers. we basically know the person and don't mind about it coz we're CLOSE. i hate people yang buat harta barang2 orang.

advise to girls out there, never lend ur things more that 3 times (or maybe once is enough).

i'm going to browse back my Christian Louboutin shoes i left halfway doing coz of this post.

Childhood

i used to be tembam

-I was a very hyper child (yea, u knew)

-I got bruises and cuts almost everyday of my childhood time (til now I guess).

-I hated wearing dresses my mom bought for me. All went to charity at mim’s house.

-I used to be crazy over barbie. Hahahahahahahaha. I’m serious.

-I grew up with a lot of boys. I was like a twin pair with my only-1-year-older brother and my neighbours are all boys. I’m surprised I’m not a pengkid.

-My playmates/neighbours were:

Rahim’s Family – Faizal & Fazli (twins), aji , razlan.

Ummi’s Family – aie, asyraf

Reza

Azmir

Dodo

Ezra

-Ok, so I do have girls in my neighbourhood – dayana (who never came out of the house at all), zarina (who wasn’t always around), kak win (too old), asna (under family protection).

kecik2 dah glamour

-I’m still close with dodo til now, aie n ezra sometimes during neighbour gossiping time along with makcik2.

Sometimes when I feel like playing masak2, I made sure all of them play with me too. So sorang jadi mak, anak, suami, nenek, atuk, pakcik, makcik………. And all of them will do as I told them to. And I wont write anything about playing makeup2 in here.

-I went to an all girls school in primary and got punished all the time for being to hard on my classmates. I made a girl cry just because I said bodoh unintentionally.

u wont recognize me, blur kot

-I was a librarian at CBN. Woahhh.


-Standard 4, I was so proud when my class teacher asked me to be the class rep/monitor for 1 DAY. I didn’t know it was actually a punishment. I suke ejek my class rep. maybe that’s y.


-I used to be the one to close my school’s gates because I was always the last to leave the school. I had to wait for my faking brother til his evening session ended. My school has only 1 session from standard 1 to 6 – morning. My brother has morning and evening.


-During the time I was at cbn, one of my bestfriend was the school’s pak guard. Coz I selalu teman him lepak til petang. And close the gates.

-Under influence by my senior, I did a prank call to bomba asking for Mak Jah.

-I hated doing homework. I never did. Was always punished by my teachers.

-Because I hate doing homework, and punished, I told my mom I hate my teacher coz she liked to scold me. Mummy went to the school n told the principal that the teacher scolded me all the time……………………………. Not knowing that her daughter was scolded because of that.

-My teacher was assigned to teach another class because of me.

-I faked sickness to avoid going to classes I had to submit homework. Hehe.

-I left CBN happily after standard 4 coz I couldn’t stand politeness, kindness and girlishness.

-I had a culture shock when I entered skolah campur in standard 5.

-I never knew boys were so evil. I was dethroned.

-I became passive when I was in skts. I was too scared of the boys and the alim girls.

-I went to a shop near my house 1 day. I was riding my bicycle (junior rempit wannabe) and my classmates (girls) saw me. The next day the girls came in a group to me.

“Awak, smalam kitorang nampak awak pegi kedai,”

“Oh yeke? Kenape tak panggil?,”

“(That’s not the point, Lydia) Awak pakai seluar pendek sangat. Awak tak takut Tuhan ke? Awak tau tak dosa? Awak kat sekolah sane tak belajar agama?”

I never dare to wear shorts ever again after that. Even in the house.

-I must say that my knowledge about religion was only 20% at CBN. I’m thankful I joined skts n learned more. at least I know more.

-My brother got a computer because of his effort when he scored straight As in UPSR. I got my own computer because of my effort of crying all day, that my parents were not being fair to me. Hehe.

-My abang wishes to kill me since I was born until now.

-I wish to kill my younger brother too when he was born.

-I never knew h during primary and secondary schools eventho we went to the same school. Maybe he was fat n ugly n hairy? Maybe that’s y I didn’t notice him. Not charming enuff? I don’t know. I’ve never seen his pictures back then.

-My class and h’s class were opposite each other. but different level. He’s up there, im down one level here. -----------à hehehe. Dirty.

-The school’s stairs kinda like me. I kept tripping and falling down the stairs all the time.

-I hate sports but I like to join contests like history and English weeks’ contests. I’ve won several.

-I was always late n punished for it – I had to run a few rounds along with the other late students. Most of the time I was the only girl to run besides 40 boys. Hehehehe. Imagine, dengan baju kurung n tudung. Masuk kelas bau macam haram.

-When I walked pass the other classes to get to mine after the Olympic run, some of my friends in those classes will clap their hands. i.am.a.run.way.model.

-My teacher threw a book direct to the back of my head because I was jumping n running everywhere all the time.

-There was a boy who had a big crush on me – gave me presents, chocolates and started smoking since I made a statement that smoking boys are hot. I regret that.

-1 day at a school’s carnival, the DJ read a dedication I will never forget. “To my baby LYDIA, this song is for u and I hope blablablablablabla……”. THE WHOLE SCHOOL HEARD THAT OKAY! I made myself hidden til the carnival ended. But it was sweet of him to that. But for the whole school to hear about it? – not cool.

-He put his email address in the school’s magazine – iloverizna@yahoo.com.

-I have always been fascinated by madness n was labelled insane by most of the people I know.

-I can’t remember how many times I smack my head to the doors at school.

-My bestfriend chika sat next to me in class. She had to listen to my crap all the time patiently. I pity her. We started the cute water bottle trend in class. And we copy each others’ homework all the time. Lazy ass people.

-I like to sleep in class. I don’t know why.

-I have too many embarrassing and memorial things I’ve done in school but I’m just too lazy to write about it.

ye, sangat tak bole blah.

Witches and Witchcraft

I have been reading a lot lately. maybe because i dont have anything to do at home. my fav lunch mate, ska is currently busy exploring Turkey. and when she comes back, i would still suffer the same boredom - she's starting her first job in the architectureidontknowashit industry.

and im going to start working......................................... tomorrow! not excited.

anyway, i had fun googlingwoogling about witches and witchcrafts. yea, i have to get a life. but im absorbing all the knowledge of mythological creatures and stories as much as i could. maybe one day i'll be an author about fiction books. with english malay campur language innit. cool eh? hahaha. no im not born to be a writer. i just love reading nowadays. my obsession towards fb n online networking is over (ok maybe not over, yet).

so children, lets discuss about witches and witchcrafts! (anyone reading this shit must be real stupid)

so basically it has been around since.... 14th century. originated, or early found in the europe. i googled up about some famouse witches that attracted me to clickclick about.

My favourite witch at the moment would be Mother Shipton. She was a witch, well known for her predictions and prophecies. quite interesting.... she predicted airplanes, submarines and many more. she was also the caused of a panic attack at a village because she said something about a hill that was going to be buried by an earthquake and all those stupid people who believed that prophecy packed their stuff and moved away from the place.

"Carriages without horses shall go,
And accidents fill the world with woe.
Around the world thoughts shall fly
In the twinkling of an eye.
The world upside down shall be
And gold be found at the root of a tree.
Through hills man shall ride,
And no horse be at his side.
Under water men shall walk,
Shall ride, shall sleep, shall talk.
In the air men shall be seen,
In white, in black, in green;
Iron in the water shall float,
As easily as a wooden boat.
Gold shall be found and shown
In a land that's now not known.
Fire and water shall wonders do,
England shall at last admit a foe.
The world to an end shall come,
In eighteen hundred and eighty one."

scary okay! dah la tu her real name is Ursula something2. for me, that name fits her well. evil and satanmaniac obsessed. macam ursula in little mermaid (my favourite disneytoon movie of all). she's a witch jugak! ursulaaaaaa~~~ but ur sister is so damn stupid in little mermaid 2. spoil my fav disney cartoon movie je.

Mother Shipton, a witch and prophetess who is supposed to have lived in early Tudor times. There is no really trustworthy evidence as to her ever having existed, but tradition has it that her maiden name was Ursula Southill, Sowthiel or Southiel, and her parents were peasants, living near the Dropping Well, Knaresborough, Yorkshire. The date of her birth is uncertain, but it is placed about 1486-88. Her mother, Agatha Southill, was a reputed witch, and Ursula from her infancy was regarded by the neighbors as "the Devil's child." The girl's appearance seems to have been such as to encourage superstitions. Richard Head in his Life and Death of Mother Shipton (1684) says, "the body was of indifferent height, her head was long, with sharp fiery eyes, her nose of an incredible and unproportionate length, having many crooks and turnings; adorned with many strange pimples of divers colors, as red, blue and dirt, which like vapors of brimstone gave such a lustre to her affrighted spectators in the dead time of the night, that one of them confessed several times in my hearing that her nurse needed no other light to assist her in her duties." Allowing for the absurdity of this account, it certainly seems (if any reliance is to be placed on the so-called authorities) that the child was phenomenally plain and deformed. While still at school she became known as a prophetess. When about twenty-four she married a builder of York, Tobias Shipton. Her most sensational prophecies had to do with Cardinal Thomas Wolsey, the duke of Suffolk, Lord Percy and other men prominent at the court of Henry VIII. There is a tradition that on one occasion the abbot of Beverley, anxious to investigate the case for himself, visited Mother Shipton's cottage disguised, and that no sooner had he knocked than the old woman called out "Come in, Mr. Abbot, for you are not so much disguised but the fox may be seen through the sheep's skin." She is said to have died at Clifton, Yorkshire, in 1561, and was buried there or at Shipton. Her whole history rests on the flimsiest authority, but her alleged prophecies have had from the 17th century until quite recently an extraordinary hold on the popular imagination. In Stuart times all ranks of society believed in her, and referring to her supposed foretelling of the Great Fire, Samuel Pepys relates that when Prince Rupert heard, while sailing up the Thames on the 20th of October 1666, of the outbreak of the fire "all he said was, 'now Shipton's prophecy was out.'" One of her prophecies was supposed to have menaced Yeovil, Somerset, with an earthquake and flood in 1879, and so convinced were the peasantry of the truth of her prognostications that hundreds moved from their cottages on the eve of the expected disaster, while spectators swarmed in from all quarters of the county to see the town's destruction. The suggestion that Mother Shipton had foretold the end of the world in 1881 was the cause of the most poignant alarm throughout rural England in that year, the people deserting their houses, and spending the night in prayer in the fields, churches and chapels. This latter alleged prophecy was one of a series of forgeries to which Charles Hindley, who reprinted in 1862 a garbled version of Richard Head's Life, confessed in 1873.

oh n now that i'm done reading about witches, im interested in england's queens. now reading about Caroline of Brunswick. best.

I have to SHOP!!!!

i need to cut my hair and colour it. my hair is a mess!

i really have to shop, desperately. crazy. i cant stand all the gorgeous shoes and apparel i've been gatal-ing google-ing all the time!!! especially this blog - www.stardustandsequins.wordpress.com . its driving me insane!!

i need a massage, probably this sunday with my mum. my body aches all the time lately.

i have to work in december. shit lah.

my eyes hurt. i cant wear this normal contact lens. i think it'll get better with coloured ones. hehe.

i want to clean and arrange back my room. bersepah!

if any of u would like to contribute to fulfill my desperate needs as above, please do bank in to my account. thank you very much for your kindness. i will not forget, ever!

edward cullen wishes to marry me

i've been having this painful headache for days already. i think im dying. if i do die, pls tell everyone im sorry n i love u guys. mwah.

i think salah tido je kot. saje buat dramatic sket. hehehe.

i watched new mooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!! impressive! so much better than twilight! i think the director this time really put an effort to make it big since the stars are already big. if it sucks, im sure satu dunia will burn down their cinemas. ecececeh. anyway, i watched the 2nd show of the day, n it was at 12 noon. fucking packed with kiddies weh! terasa macam 17 again. hahaha. the moment edward came out, i thot i was the only one to take the deepest breath i've ever made. rupenye satu cinema jugak lah. sibuk je budak2 kecik ni. umur tak cukup, nak tgk cite romance pulak! but cant blame them pun. the book series mmg falls under children section. so i have to deal with it je lah.

oh, i watched it with h n his lil sis. die plak yg lebey2 kecoh dalam cinema tu mcm la die baca buku2 tu. haih.

anywayyyyy, great movie! cant wait for eclipse next yearrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!

i think h is too obsessed with working out. he spends more at the gym than with me. sumpah sakit hati. dah la when he's at the gym, i cant reach his fon coz he leaves it in the locker all the time. im pissed. with gym n dota. i hate whatever he's obsessed with.

Fitness, Bodybuilding and Nutrition

yahahaha.


jangan tak tau ok. i joined h working out at the gym on saturday.

I FUCKING RAN MORE THAN 5 MINUTES!!! (to be exact, 7)

im so proud im so proud. hohohohohoho.

i would hardly want to walk more than the distance from my house door to the car just outside the gate. so im kinda proud of this achievement! n so does my baby! hihihihi


it all started when h marked my words when i said i will join him at the gym this weekend. i couldnt remember y i said that. i think becoz masa tu kitorang tgh argue? or maybe i was insisting him on something? tak ingat. but i said that, n he was holding on to that. besides, this would be his last month at fitness first after joining the celebrity fitness. donno the diff but adoncare!

i took 1 hour to figure out what to wear. i dont do sports. no. so i dont have a clue what i should wear n what i should bring. i wasn't that serious of working out anyway so i just put on anything n anything will do lah.

started working out from 7-9pm. i liked running n cycling n skiing rather that weightlifting. but then again, who cares? i'd be doing this once, and only once. n i was making the gym like it was a playground when i kept saying "b, i nak main yg ni", "bb yang ni boring la... i tanak main dah". sampai pening bf i. hahahaha. i kept on disturbing his so-called-regime, he went to the gym again the next day ;p (he usually goes to the gym every alternate days).

after working out we watched 2012. takde la best mane ponn. ok2 la. its a good movie but not the type that i wanna tell everyone to watch it nor the one i want to watch again and again.

today after my late brunch (i still dont geddit y my girls would call it a brunch when its not between breakfast to lunch. its late evening ffs!).......... i went to klcc with h to buy New Moon's tickets on this thursday's show. fuking tgv haven't started selling it yet. such a waste of time n money.

meanwhile we were there, me n h were discussing on what to buy for each other this christmas. it was easy for h to guess what i wanted - The Hunger Games. but its hard for me to figure out what he wants. i had to ask him or otherwise i will buy him nonsense. since h is now on a tight body fitness routine and his tight diet (seriously, he won't eat rice and what he call - processed food nowadays).... he wants a guide to a healthy bodybuilding book. the one consisting both training manual as well as nutrition advise.

i went back and googled on the best selling books i could buy for him. reading all those reviews of each book is crazy. i've been reading about contents of the right ways to bodybuilding, squats, bench press, deadlift, nutritions, excercise, instructions, warnings, etc.


sumpah tak best. and sangat gay.

but anything for u syg.

as long as i get mine, u deserve urs.

BBQ Craving

i want bbq chiken n all sorts of bbq fooood.

anyone's doing bbq soon?

call me!

New Moon

i can't book my tickets bcoz of the damn 2012!!!!!! web-traffic!!!!!!!!!!!

urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

huuuuuuuu!!! i so want to watch its 1st movie session.

fucker.

esok beratur gi beli for next thursday.

Cendol Pulut

H is crazy about cendol. whenever we pass a cendol stall, we'd stop for it. i had to. i dont love it and i dont hate it. i just eat it. his crave for cendol tu tak tentu masa. sometimes in the morning, sometimes at noon and it could be around midnight. only god knows why he's like that. such a weird kid. but we'd be going to cendol stalls almost every week. could be days in a row. i.dont.know.why. i just followed.

so yesterday we went to jj nearby our house dalam pukul 5 petang camtu for tea time. h bought some tako tao and sushi for him. after that we went to the kopitiam and ordered our drinks. the place has a new menu. with cendol innit. so h apalagi la kan... his fav kot. he ordered his cendol while i was comfortable with my nescafe tarik. (oh it was raining heavily and damn sejuk masa tu).

h can't even wait for the drinks to come he finished half of his food already. and then the drinks came. he was a bit disappointed coz cendol tu takde pulut. its just plain cendol with cendol n kacang merah.

he took his sushi, ate the toppings and put the rice into the cendol bowl.

i was speechless. i dont know what to say. how to react. its my boyfriend. and its his nature to be weird and all cacat. i was so happy there was no one else around that saw that very weird moment of mine. it was like..... a moment without a sound in a movie where everything goes slow motioned and blurry.

my boyfriend.



i still love u. u really made my life more interesting in a really weird way. so cool.

hahaha

Haih Dota

SPEAKING UR LANGUAGE:

i gave u time to FARM so u'll learn n undstnd.
i alrdy passed ur TOWERS, ur still at the FOUNTAIN?
u said ur PHAT but i see u as a FEEDER.
u win when we argue, KS? damn smart ha u?

hope u'll learn wen i giv u my ULTI, dat my MANA is priceless so pls appreciate it.
u said u love me, dat u r OWNING.
baby baby, am BEYOND GODLIKE and u CAN'T BEAT ME!

u noob.
gg.

For those who play DotA, u guys will understand whatever im crapping about here. but i know as for most girls who read this, u'll be wondering what the helllllllll is this shit??? hahaha.

well, girls this is my point of view towards DoTa:

DotA means Defence of the Ancients. but girls, dont be deceived by its actual meaning. DotA means, Dunia Orang Tanpa Awek. thats y for those who have gfs and play dota at the same time, they eventually get dumped or dump their own gfs. so kalau2 nak cari bf, 1st question should be, do u play dota? if he does, forget about him. ur wasting ur time. coz he'll definitely put dota as his priority and u could start google-ing all sorts of suicidal methods available on the internet. or maybe u'll end up being gay. or maybe u can start up a new club/society, or become an activist - DotA Girlfriends' Rights, or maybe u'll go insane and get caught hiding under the sink plucking all ur nose hair . who knows rite?

anywayyyyyy, i am lucky i can handle it. maybe becoz i know the game and i've played the game. yes, eventho i hate dota as much as other gfs do, i played it too. few times. no, i dont find the facination towards dota. my statements here macam sangat contra kan? benci tp main jugak.
seriously, i hate it. its like a virus. such addiction that destroy love, friends and family's relationships.

girls, DOTA SUCKS! dont listen to ur bfs whenever they say "dota ni best gile". dont buy it. those words are bullshit!

anyway, translations:

i gave u time to FARM (earn golds by killing enemies) so u'll learn n undstnd.
i alrdy passed ur TOWERS (tower la ape lagi), ur still at the FOUNTAIN (tempat diorang start or nak recover) ?
u said ur PHAT (barang baekkkk) but i see u as a FEEDER (asyik mati ngn enemy, earning them more gold).
u win when we argue, KS (killsteal - org lain penat2 attack, u get the points coz u killed the hero at the end/finish up for others/assisting)? damn smart ha u?

hope u'll learn wen i giv u my ULTI (ultimate power), dat my MANA (tatau cane nak explain. when u use ur power, ur mana bar is reduced) is priceless so pls appreciate it.
u said u love me, dat u r OWNING (killing heroes repeatedly).
baby baby, am BEYOND GODLIKE (killed more than 10 heroes straight) and u CAN'T BEAT ME!

u noob (new gamer/can't play).
gg (good game - always used at the end of the game).

Reunion

long awaited moment. all five. complete.

I had a great time yesterday. went to convention center with H and ska, kitorang poyo2 kononnya nak blaja kat UK la (except for ska coz her boyfie's there). we went to few universities and asked some crap about our postgraduate courses they have. at least i tau la apa nak tanya kan. H lagi la datang2 sana memang clueless habis. he is not prepared for it and he doesn't even know what he wants to study! haha. he's such an ass. but he's been sweet to accompany me, so credit to that.

anywayyyy, atta n yus came by to pass me langkawi's money (they look like an item now...hihi). h went to the gym and separated with us. me n ska had to hitch-hike atta's car to meet azielah and ayu.

yesterday, we celebrated zt, ayu n ska s' birthdays. we've planned this thru fb and i think most of us were looking forward to this event. its not something big pun.. jalan2 makan2 n tgk movie je. but the reason y we were looking forward sgt2 was because...... this was our first (complete) reunion. after waiting for moreeeeee than a year!

can't deny that everyone missed each other a lot. yes, friends fight, but true friends make up again. but it seemed like it took us a year to make up everything. of course everyone has their own pride, but in time... we'll learn. we'll understand. we'll forgive and we'll forget.

i was happy to see my girls are back to the old time again. mengumpat tu sah2 la nombor 1 kan. or in english - gossip. hahahaha. actually at first, they thought nanti bila jumpa mesti awkard. hahaha 'they' because i wasn't involved in the conflict. i'm a good girl. but the moment we meet up each other, everything was forgotten and all i know, i saw them hugging and kissing each other. i sangat bz thinking mana nak cari cake, mana nak duduk celebrate tu semua... so i tak sempat nak cherish that moment sangat. i wish i could. mesti bole bahan diorang after this kan. hahahahahaha.

anyway, we watched movie yang tak la best sgt but touching la jugak. nak tgk 2012 dah sold out. so just enjoyed ourselves with anything we could do together la. after this boleh la hangout again. maybe we'll get to catch up again some time.

true friends fight, say shit and stab u infront. But true friends learn, understand and make up for each other again. we hate each other but we love each other more. and most of all we stand by each other for eternity.