Hypocrite.

Well.. heylow blog of mine.

It's been a while hasn't it? Heh. Been busy, I guess. Anyhow...

Today, while I was out and about around Brunei, I saw something. I saw a family, sitting down around this table but they were all to busy with their technology gizmos to even bother talking or even eating the cold food in front of each of them.

To say the least, it re-emphasised my belief that people these days probably don't really value 'family' much. I mean, even I'm guilty of that. I don't go jumping in joy and converse a lot with my household people... but I should. I really should. I spend a lot of my time around work and school, that I don't really see the point of trying to converse with my family, cause I'm so darn tired.

But you know what the funny thing is...

I know I'd die for them in a heartbeat, but I'd rather stick my head into a book then actually ask them how was their day.

It still astounds me that I can still be shocked at the notion that I can be such a hypocrite at times.

To the point of disgust.

Guess.

Guess where I'm at.

Go on, guess where my over-bearing fantasy deluded mom brought us for New Year's celebration.

It's not that hard, just unbelievable. Honestly, I had no idea she even had a saving. I always knew she wanted some quality 'family' time. Yea. But here? I thought she was joking. Like seriously? HAHA Though I'm not complaining; it's not my money.

Soo... guessed where I'm at?

Here's a clue: it's an overpriced hotel.
Here's another clue: It has it's own cinema.
Okay the last clue:
Yup. I'm at THE empire. Right now. HAHA I'm in the lobby of the North Lagoon. No, seriously. and no, I'm not sharing my rooms with a dozen cousins. It's just me, my bro, my maid and Qeeme. One room, two nights, three days. Awesome. :)

Though it's kinda lousy that I have to go all the way down to the lobby just to get internet reception, the bed makes it all better. LIKE SERIOUSLY. My gosh. It totally envelopes you, and I swear it makes the most sore-est (is that even a word? HAHA) of backs feel better.

Wow. Look at me, gushing over a bed. :x

And don't let me get started on the food! Heh. All I can say is thank god, there was a package deal, at a good price lagi tu~~!

Anyways, this morning I woke up early. Is 4.30 early enough for you? Heh.

I watched the first sunrise of this year, and I felt... for the lack of adjectives.. I felt... awed.

Looking at the bright yellow orb of light begin to ascend to the heavens, a cold chilling wave of acknowledgment hit me. That thing was bigger than me, huge and more important than me. I mean, the sun gives us heat, light, even provides food for us. and what have I done?

Then it hit me, you know.

I felt... grateful.

How awesome is that? Way awesome. :)

Grateful for what? For everything. Cause If I wasn't such a stubborn child I wouldn't have stuck to E. Lit. If I wasn't such a proud figure, I'd have of course changed my subject choice ine form 4. If I wasn't so darn curious, then I'd never had figured out the answer I was looking for. If I was so open and more touchy feel-y, then I'd never had learned how to be.

Guess what I'm saying is...

I'm giving my cheers to 2009. It's been a real dash of fun, with it's rollercoaster rides of ups and downs. Of turmoils and bouncers. I'll never forget what happened. What was and what has.

and to 2010?

Bring it on.

New Layout.

New year's coming closer, so why not change the Blog Layout for sore eyes, eh? HAHAHA

So. well. Changed the layout. OBVIOUSLY.

I've also made changes to my playlist, cause my taste has changed too.

I'm also gonna be giving this blog more of a visual sense to it, soon.
Just wait and You'll see. ;)

Been thinking of making this blog private, but then I have readers who don't have a blogger account.. so MAYBE. Don't go rioting on my c-box. *glares at the mentioned*

Kalau terasa jgn marah ye? hehehe

Yes, I speak Malay and I still prefer English. But maybe I'll post a few posts in BM, just for fun.

Heh. guess my blog's gonna be a lil' different.
It's gonna change.

Guess I've changed too.

Movie Review on AVATAR 2009

Okay, last night I watched AVATAR.





I'm giving it 3/5 stars for performance, but 5/5 stars for visual effects.


Yes, the Storyline kinda rminds me of Disney's Pocahontas and I kinda feel the dialogue needed working on.


But.


Pandora's forests, the lighting, the skys, the eyowa tree.. were... Wow. And don't get me started on the creatures; the insanely awesome animals.... they were just soo.. Gosh. I can't even find the words to say what I think of them except.. they wow-ed me.

So Verdict? Worth the $8 ticket, just to see the graphics.


Heh. :)

Nothing to say soo..I'll ramble.

I apologize for the long absent period, where I haven't updated much. Well, the reason is..

The reason is...

I don't know.

Like seriously.

I have no idea what to write anymore. It's like, I have nothing to say.

Everytime I think of something to say, the blank page just stares at me and I mirror it; I blank out. So I turn to my dvd collection and downloaded episodes of Gossip Girl.

So, I've been getting myself acquainted with Gossip Girl. It's a good series, a bit on the edge, but still good. To say I've got my hooked, would be a bit... of... an understatement. :P

Picture this, Qeelah wearing HEADPHONES that make her look like a doppelganger of Mickey Mouse staring at the computer screen: totally absorbed by the video she's watching. Now think of her actually laughing her ass off, slapping her thighs and on the verge of rolling on the floor all the while receiving wierded out looks by her brothers. Next you should try to imagine her talking to the characters on the screen, shouting to the people acting in the video and even sniffing at the sweet scenes.

Yes, that's how far I've been during the holidays. Everytime I have break or have to rest, I crack open my Gossip Girl Collection. I mean, what's not to like about the series?

Well, other than the explicit scenes (which aren't so explicit you know? Cause I've seen SKINS which is a British Tv Show; WAY MORE STUFF going on, if you catch my drift), Gossip Girl has a good cast, very amusingly dramatic yet twisted storylines, REALLY good actors and a very nice script that's laced by wit and is at times... dare I say it...filled with good vocab. There I said it. My english side has taken me in and over.

Heh. At least next time, if they pass out the reading pamphlet, I'll write the source as Gossip Girl. I don't care. It's the truth. Like seriously, when was the last time a Tv Show used the word 'incarcerated'? In the right context too.

Anyways, I should wrap this up. I'm currently on my 'break time' where I should be resting my weary muscles, but what the heck? why not play around with the thoughts in my head? HAHAHA

you know I'm kidding when I type this but...

xoxo

anak ketinggalan bas.

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SAY WHAT?? HAHAHHAHAH SORRY COULDN'T RESIST.

too much Gossip Girl. :x I know.

Twittle dum, Twittle dee. After a cup of coke, here my say.

Yea, I just drank coke. And yes, It feels good.

ANYHOW.

These past few days have been very eventful. Lots of things sprouting and exploding right and left. It's been a while since I've talked to my blog, so here goes:

.........

I have no idea what to say.
Like seriously.

My life carries on?

Heh. No. Too emo for a post.

Speaking of which I should really post up my stories.

Hmm.. Nah. Malas ku ingau. hahaha

Heh.

OH.

Tomorrow's Hari Raya Aidiladha.

To be honest, I don't really care what kind of raya it is, it's still Hari Raya and that means food. Real good food. Like.. Ayam Kurma, Nasi Kebuli, Kambing, Ketupat, Satay, Kuah Satay, Kelupis, and oh yea. AYAM KURMA.

Heh.

Gosh. Here comes the chicken. HAHA like seriously. It's being cooked while I type. Hmm. smells gooooooooooooooodd.. Can't wait to eat it. Hmm..

Can you imagine the taste of the ripe meat, as the soothing liquid roll around your tongue, languidly massage the inside of your mouth? Can you actually smell the teasing waft enter your nostrils playing around with your mind?

Well, I do. Can't wait to eat it.

Heh. Another reason to live.

A midnight rendezvous with rain.

It's raining.

The chill wind seems to surround you and the trees right next to you seem to whisper and ruffle with movement. The silence of the street reaches your ear, and it echoes.You're worried for a moment, just a moment; you shrug it off.

It always happen anyways.

The drizzle continues.

You smile as you feel the pitter patter of droplets on the hood of your jacket. You've always had a soft spot for rain. Rain had always been, a comfort of sorts to you. You feel a twitch in your memorial lobe as you hear someone's voice said in a whisper of memory stating that most of your writing involved and evolved from the tiny water droplets falling from above.

You make a wiry smile. You've been in a middle of nostalgia and melancholy for a long time now, torn about all that was happening. Everything was spiralling, like a merry go round except faster than the it's speedlimit.

The rain's falling more insistently now, yet you remain at the same pace. For now.

You stare at your shoes, your poor poor shoes; you really should contemplate on buying new ones. Most of your stuff were worn out these days. Your forehead wrinkles as you ponder on the possibility that your constant walking on roads instead of pavements had contributed to that. Of course, you couldn't have done anything differently; darn country didn't have much pavement at all.

You grin as a memory washes through you, just like the rain was.

There!

You feel it.

Right then and there, you feel inspiration. The old companion that had long forsaken you for a small vacation has finally returned and you embrace them, you embrace them and you feel a little more alive than you've felt for a while, a little less useless. You can practically hear the verbs to describe the moment, the momentum to write a new spin off to one of your hanging stories that remain on a hard drive; never read by others except for your weary eyes.

You can feel your pace picking up as your brain's more lingual side shifted into gear. You need to type this out, and soon.

Perhaps you'll un-ignore that responsibility of owning a blog, and actually update a story or something. Tonight. It has to be...

Well, it's past midnight, you think, so you re-iterate back your words.

Withink 2 hours, your blog, your forsaken blog will breathe back into the web with an update.

2 hours.

You smirk as you finally, reach your destination; home. You rush in, barely able to enter the key; so eager were you to concoct something, anything.

It's been a while.

But woes you, as you sit infront of the white screen your mind can't make up what to write. You shake your head in disdain and dissapointment.

You look out the window : it's raining.

You smile.

You type the first few words into the empty box:

It's raining.