gifted.

i am in lala land~

readers of mine, turn on ur green-eyed modes, please.

because i'm story-telling a story entitled: my gift week.

Now, of course i already have great gifts to begin with: the giver of these gifts. they are no santa clause alright, but they sure do have the Hohoho effect on me.

difference between the two givers; one surprised me, the other was coerced to get me presents. haha. because one is my boyfriend and the other is my brother.

although great descriptions have the ability to transport u to my lala land, lets let the pictures speak for themselves this time...


GIFT #1: these pink roses from cameron highlands had me going AaaaAAaaaaaaa (=O) the moment i saw them. you know how the color pink is always really pretty on roses and apple cheeks and Paris Hilton, but never flattering on kancils and satrias? i swear to god if i see that pink satria on the road again, i'm gonna senselessly ram on it.


GIFT #2: As u can see and envy, these are called the oh-so-romantic red roses and the oh-so-fragranced polianthes tuberosas aka the harum sundal malams. this is my first time ever seeing the sundal malams and i am now undeniably in love with it because of the smell. why it is related to dead women with long hair remains a curious question. shuhaimi baba is one deep woman. the perfume of roses is just orgasmic!



GIFT #3: this is a cactus. due to lack of knowledge on how to take care of a cactus (okay zero knowledge, buta cactus), i had to do some reading on it. of course after coming across words like cacti, stomata, peyote and hallucinogen, i got a lil scared. but those are really just terms. i love the word cacti though. its plural for cactus.

okay so. to do list: get a new pot for cactus, because when cacti are purchased from the shop, the soil in the pot had prolly been there for a while which means the cacti have used up all its nutrients, so it is best that the moment u get it, get a new pot and new soil.

Like me, cacti get sunburns too if they're directly exposed to the sunlight. so u wanna give it some light, but make sure not too much sun. so the best spot to place a cactus is inside the house, by the window.

and of course, cacti need water. so the three things i should remember: Food, Light, Water.

I need a name for me cactus. whats a suitable name for a green thorny waterproof plant?

GIFTS #4: these are from Zara and Victoria's Secret. hehe. Brought home from UK. i so love the sexy tote bag and the t-shirts!! =D i will now pow dinie for jeans to go with these t-shirts. and possibly super cool pumps as well. Lalalala...

Thank you Aidil and Dinie!!!!!!!!!!!!! =D

I'm so happy i'm so high i'm so hyperactive i'm so tak tau nak cakap ape already....

goodnight uni. sorry i didnt make history.

Do u have one of those perut melayus whereby u Have to eat nasi otherwise u're pretty sure u'll be prone to gastric attacks?

Not me.

But then again, if i dont eat nasi for 3 days (and i mean, i havent eaten it for 3 days now), i start calculating calories and cash that has entered my body and fled out my wallet. Mcdonalds kill (not just ur body, but ur shopping funds too!)

Note to vertigo: fast food kills.

I was at the law cafe this morning, and yikes! it hit me, that i've been eating the same ol food for the past 4 years and although my melayu stomach was hysterically shrieking for nasi, i didnt feel like eating Anything.

So. My perut melayu rebels.

Thats new.

Finally, i settled for the traditional terengganu keropok lekor. pagi2 makan keropok lekor. buang tebiat sungguh.

okay, so i hate the food here. but heck, i'm gonna miss this place.

the asap smell, the super cheap food (yes, i bet the lecturers here are frikin rich, they live on studentprice food!) but most of all, the manymanyManyMany great intellectual, crappy, crazy, ketawa sampai pengsan conversations we had in this cafe.

Not forgetting tearful, and silent cat fights we had over the years.

And right now, i'm in the law general lab, writing my entry. could this be the last entry composed by me from this lab?

All those moments we had in this lab... screaming to one another from one end to the other in an attempt to complete contract, torts, criminal, equity, trusts, professional practice, civil procedure, criminal procedure, and public international law assignments.

and as i'm writing this, my classmates are busy finishing iqbal's jurisprudence essay. hah. suckerrrsss. =p.

i bet they're peeping over me shoulders thinking: she's blogging? while we're doing our jurisprudence?? hahaha.

U know what, this place isnt bad at all. Best 4 years of my life.

Next place to bitch about: My future work place.

Argh. Another chapter of life begins.

I cant wait..........................................................

happy blurday to me...

I've been blogging for many many years. The truth is, if u dont get better in this blogging thing, u should just quit.

Another truth is, adalah sungguh tak cool when u are overly chatty in ur entries.

But i lose calories, talking. I dont starve myself like u suckers.

So let me tell u what happened on my blurday. This isnt the first, trust me.

But its one of the most memorable ones... =p.

1730 hrs, GSC One Utama. 1730. isnt that like the blurrest time of the day for some people? Yea, for a morning person like me.

Wani and I lined up at the popcorn counter, TalkLoudTalkLoudTalkLoud we did.

Come our turn to order: One regular Coke, One regular Milo.

what we got was one regular popcorn, one regular Milo.

So i corrected the popcorn man slash cashier. Wani gave me cash, and i returned her change.

*without realizing the whole money transaction happened between wani and i, and Not the cashier and i*

So the whole time i thought i had already paid. As soon as we got our coke and milo, i grabbed both cups and walked away.

Then a voice called after me "miss, u havent paid..."

"i havent paid??"

I'm pretty sure i looked mad and had this u-better-watch-ur-mouth-kid expression on my face.

Went back, stared at him for a lil bit, and realized immediately that it was my negligence.

From a Grrrr-oar expression, i fake laughed.

MALuuuuuuuuuuu....!!!

No more borat stuff. i talk serious now.

Man oh man oh boy.

Been busy capturing my own emotions these past few days. Well, there was AF; so that should make me set aside whatever witticism i've had in mind about blogging some mother's day stuff, cyberjaya padi stuff and of course my whole neverending instabilities during pms.

Many will not understand my great attachment with this reality tv programme. For those who cant seem to understand, i wish u'll get ur own thing very soon. because i just lost my AF. huhu. I miss milaaaa... =(

...And Ikon isnt one tad bit exciting. Ngh.

Believe it or not, i even hurt some feelings along the way. Me and my obsession for reality tv shows (blame should point to other bloopers as well...).

But as i was busy capturing my own emotions every now and then, i figured... it is true, i have to consider people's feelings and all, but dont they kinda should do the same for me?

I'm not asking much. Its justa reality tv show anyway. And its over.

So, for hearts that i've hurt, for promises i've unintentionally break, i offer you my white flag, and beg you to pull me back to earth.

goAF! goAF! goAF!

The Making Of... Making a bridesmaid out of Muna (the one with the preparation)

(to be read in the light of Borat's English) My name Muna. This the making of Me becoming bridesmaid. This look a little like self-indulgence but dont care. I want to tell my story. so I will. Enjoy.

Suddenly I not sure where to begin.


As soon as arrive, we eat. no shame in the face anymore. too hungry.


Met the MC and usherer and tangkap2 gambar (because later mereka dijadikan mangsa jadi photographer kita)

kan dah cakap. dah mula dah. posing di bilik VIP before rehearsal starts.

rehearsal-ing...

red carpet-ing & pelamin-ing...

MAKE UP SESSION starts. putting on foundation. Yg tebal. senyum sikit, muka crack. stressful activity this one.

muka siap di-foundation. ambik gambar while waiting 4 the foundation to set. =p.

make up artist applying eye shadow while telling me secrets of siti nurhaliza...

eyelining. liquid eyeliners rule!

eyebrow-ing. oh i just love the perfectness of the arch of me eyebrows..

not sure what she's doing to me here... =p.

dangerous! do not try this at home. hehe. curling the eye-lashes. perasaan paling takut dalam dunia.

applying fake eyelashes. my first time. its kinda fun..rasa sejuk when the eyelashes were attached to my real lashes.

fake eyelashes. close-up.

marscara lascara lashes mashes...

blush!

anddd finally, lip colouring. i hate lipsticks. ewwk. but i'd always wear it anyways.

Hair styling begins... making a bun out of my ciput layered hair.

inserting millions of baby pins into my hair..

bun done. (suddenly i rasa i can make this bun on my own. =p)

bun with lil white flowers...

and i'm all set to walk down the aisle. *shivers*

self-indulgence please.. =p.

2 done. 2 more to go..

all done. =D.


All 4 of us.. (and a waiter, apparently).

More pictures of my journey as bridesmaid come soon okay? Must say that bridesmaid-ing tiring so much but I had fun fun fun! will not do it again unless the reward is verrry good i.e. a complementary honeymoon suite with spa treatment. =p.

before I navigate away, I want to say Udang Galah taste delicious. At my wedding Udang Galah must be present.

Must also mention that i caught the flower bouquet the bride tossed behind. does that mean i will be next? I dont know but I dont want bun on my wedding. And i dont want baju fabrik gatal.

Will be updating soon. Thank you for your time. Much Appreciate. =)

WRETCHED!

7 entries in ONE month. get a clue people.

i am: miserable, elendig, depresso, misero, desdichado, miserabel.

okay, not exactly for this whole entire month. just specifically a few days back.

why, u ask? (God, i ask myself the same question sometimes.)

1. ALL, i repeat, ALL... my fishies are dead.
2. i screwed up my friend's fyp. (and now i'm afraid of karma)
3. short sem's back. oh oh oh i hate short semester. (although iqbal would probably keep my fantasies occupied for the next 8 weeks. =p.)

Yup. Not exactly a flood of fun for me these few days.

Except... of course beating ain's and aienn's a$$es in bowling. haha. U girls suck. =p. But i love korang neverthelesssssss... =D.

Please come visit me during short sem. pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...

One miserable kid, out.