Talking only me and you.

It all started with the very first season of Gossip Girl, I've already fallen in love with this song. Especially the whistling sound of this song.

Jadi sekarang saya sudah ada teman berduet untuk lagu ini! Blluuueekkk!!!!!

Tiru Kucing.

Meow.

Grr!

I am not going to post on cats, I am afraid of cats. What I am trying to post here is about copycats. Copycats here is not about your friends imitating your favourate phrase or your friends following what you wear and things alike. But it's about those pathatic internet users who are copying your stuff posted in the internet.

I was blog hopping here and there since I've nothing better to do and found this one blog which the owner is nagging about her copycat case. But hers is about someone who've been using the same content for blogs (every entry,just some minor alterations). Mine was about this girl using MY PICTURE as her DEFAULT PIX and claimed that was her. At first, I was flattered but as I went through her page with tacky captions such as "Amciam make-up mata baru, ada gaya2 reformist tak" and " marilah hantar rombongan meminang". O em gee, how tacky can that be? Nak merempit jangan lah pakai gamba orang bukan merempit.

I was so pissed of, and the best thing was the girl posted her cellphone number and too bad, I am not going to keep quiet, so I called her like sooooo many times, texted her, and of course, posted many testimonial on her friendster saying "KENAPA GUNA PROFILE PIX ORANG LAIN" and "have your own identity will you?".Other than that, I also found out she posted my picture which was taken during french fest saying that was her in Singapore.

Sedih sungguh. It's not that she is uneducated, she's studying medicine and her English is waaayyyy better than mine which is simple English. I suppose she'd read so many books but not Cyber Law books. Now I know how cyberlaw is important to us, users.

But she is a coward. She never picks up my calls. Baru dia tahu dia cari pasal dengan siapa. I may look nice and innocent but once somebody has gone over the line, they will get something from me. And now her friendster account is deleted. And from stalking, I found out she has facebook account and it is not a private account. So I am keeping track for that of her account, once aku tahu dia pakai gambar aku lagi, siap kau. I have her phone number.I know her face (she's nota bad looking person after all) and I know she is from Subang.

Seronok cari pasal ni, lagi-lagi dengan budak hingusan macam ni.

Come on, you have to have your own identity right? At least la if you want to use other's pictures, acknowledge the person at the first place. Haish, belajar pandai-pandai benda basic macam ini pun tak boleh nak fikir.

From their side.

http://www.jpost.com/

Click there. To know from their side. But to know more, just read the whole of surah Al-Isra'.

Tagged tagged.

1. Apakah benda yang paling penting dalam hidup anda
Diri sendiri dan kewarasan.

2. Apakah benda terakhir yang kamu beli dengan wang sendiri?
The holy Quran text and translation.

3. Di manakah tempat impian perkahwinan kamu?
Di masjid akad nikah suda, lepas tuh balik lalala~ (bodoh)

4. Berapa lama anda rasa hubungan anda kekal?
InsyaAllah lama. Found the perfect companion.

5. Adakah anda dilamun cinta?
Ya saya.

6. Di manakah restoran terakhir anda makan malam?
223 laksa Wan. Gila kau letak apa dalam ni. Tiap-tiap malam teringin.

7. Namakan buku terakhir yg anda beli.
Sila rujuk No.2,
Accounting books
A thousand splendid suns
A place called here

8. Apakah nama penuh anda?
Hjh Faiza binti Muhamad. (tak lama lagi alim la ni InsyaAllah)

9. Anda lebih senang dengan mak atau bapak?
Nenek serta saudara mara.

10. Namakan seseorang yang anda ingin jumpa untuk kali pertamanya dalam hidup anda.
Dave Grohl and Chris Martin. (Apa punya keinginan pun tak tahu)

11. Sebutkan 8 sahabat yang paling rapat dengan anda
Ini agak ramai la.

12. Adakah anda mencuci pakaian sendiri?
Mesin yang cuci.

13. Tempat paling seronok yang anda mahu pergi.
Europe visiting friends.

14. Pelukan atau ciuman?
Hugsiie

15. Butirkan 5 tentang orang yang tag anda
The name is Iza Shahira
She likes to shop!
Madly in love with Apek
Homesick (hehehe)
Very friendly and polite.

16. 8 perkara yang amat saya gilai buat masa ini
Saya tidak tahu apa yang saya gilakan.

17. 8 perkara yang sering diucapkan
You suck!
Malas lah nak fikir
Suka hati lah
o em gee
lapar lah
buat tak tahu suda
shiiiitt..
yecckk

18. 8 buah buku yang terbaru anda baca
Minaret
11 minutes
Witch of Portobello
The kite runner
A thousand splendid suns
The Zahir
Like the flowing river
The Alchemist
(selain buku study)

10 lagu yang saya boleh dengar berulang kali
Rich (Yeah yeah yeah)
Lost(Coldplay)
Lovers in Japan (Coldplay)
All my life (foo fighters)
Times like these(foo fighters)
Life in Technicolor II (Coldplay)
Anna Molly (Incubus)
Celebrity (Hole)
Ashes and Wine (A fine Frenzy)
Young folks (Peter, Bjorn and John)

20. 8 perkara yang saya pelajari tahun lalu
The importance of reading.
Power of knowledge
Trust
Faith in religion
Faith in yourself
The power of money
Don't talk too much.
Self-realization.

21. Mari men'tag 3 orang lain
1.Hidayah Khalid.
2.Aref (aku tahu kau malas buat)
3.Rashida

I choose to lost.

At times like these, Coldplay's songs helped a lot. Thanks to all Coldplay's albums in the iPod. Now they are my latest bff.

I am still hurt by the way. I should be okay by now but it hurts still. I choose to isolate myself, do my own stuff and thinking as well as unbelieving what had happened. If only I could pour everything down here, but too bad it will give no justice.

If only I am a daughter to a filthy rich family, I'd go travel across continents. Learn several cultures and languages,try different types of halal-foods and take stunningly breathtaking photos and make friends will people around the world.

Maybe it is time to change. To look back at myself. Talk less and talk more with people whom can be trusted.

But in the mean time, lets keep on smiling. Because smiling doesn't hurt and it cures people's hearts. But still, I choose to lost.

Down girl down.

Pernah rasa down?
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I mean, really down. I think I am just not good in everything, I don't have anything interesting to offer, I want to isolate myself because not knowing is better than knowing.

Cempedak di luar pagar.

Hi! How's your life treating you? Good? Bad? Well, whatever the answer is, I hope we all are doing good, safe and sound. Knowing the war is very scary, Isreal has really lost their humanity I suppose. And I now realized that Hitler was right.

Anyway, let's just pray fpr our brothers and sisters in Palestin for that is the best we can do since boycotting can be quite tough most of the time. But as Muslims, I know, we all are trying to accomplish our obligations. Still.

Classes have been good this semester. Lecturers are all funny and they are keeping my eyes wide open during lectures and tutorials. What else what else...nothing much on my classes. But my classmate and I, (I know this can be quite bad actually) we laughed out heart out seeing a girl whom is just an acquantance (we don't even know her name), jatuh terjelapuk right in front of us. We know, it was bad for us to laugh behind her back, tapi seronok tahu?

Why? In UiTM lagi-lagi in my faculty, most of the students do not come from urban areas, and it just not really suitable for the urban kids to talk loudly dalam elevator in English. I mean, if nak cakap English tak kesah la, but if cara cakap macam nak menunjuk kat budak-budak lain, baik tak payah kan? And lagi best gelak sebab cempedak tuh tak mingle with ordinary students.(if you can get the picture like how).

When the cempedak fell down, cempedak too looked just as same as the ordinary people when they fell. Hihihi. So my friend and I helped her and I asked how was her condition in English (with accent pengaruh dari GG) since dia suka sangat speaking kan?

When come to think about it, it was funny for us to have this kind of feeling but we just want to teach cempedak a lesson which; just be friends and mingle with everyone regardless who or how they are. Ingat orang kampung tak pandai speaking ke? Kalau kita jatuh, rupa kita sama sahaja.

Last weekend.

Pictures from last weekend. Helping out Shalia selling her cupcakes at Youth 09.And also my birthday surprise(Thank you Mr.boyfie and friends!) at Delicious Bangsar. And thank you for the lovely birthday wishes dear friends!

I had a great weekend and followed by a disaster Monday that has caused me pains that has hurt me so much that I cried the whole day+night as well as skipping classes (the whole day) but ended up at One Utama watching a movie. Why bother attending classes but concentration is absent? But now, I should go on with my life and let the time tells. And my friends are always the best regardless who, what and how they are.

F*ck discrimination!

It's hard

It's just hard.

The real terrorists.

So who are the real terrorists actually? They have been lying to the whole world, spreading propagandas that have caused bad impressions towards Islam, two facing themselves while they have been creating chaos around the world.

My voice is too tiny to stop them. Maybe killing is fun to them. Let's just pray for the victims and pray so that humanity will be seeding in their polymath brains. (since they are good in almost everything)

Arau.

Suddenly, I miss Arau. I miss the ambiance, the not-so-well-developed buildings, the small city which is lacked of facilities, the hostel, the lecturers, laksa and those super cheap foods, the o'school cabs, the situation during water shortages where we have to carry piles of water, basically everything.

At last, I miss everything about Arau.

Tapi if suruh belajar kat sana memang tak mahu dah la. I feel comfortable here, being under my very own skin and people I can trust.

But there is something about that place that I love which I don't know how to arrange them literally. It's just something. Not the dialecs.

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Jika orang bandar masuk kawasan kampung bertutur dalam Bahasa Inggeris, mesti orang akan cakap mereka gedik kan? Bagaimana pula dengan orang luar bandar datang ke bandar bertutur dalam loghat negeri masing-masing dengan kuatnya?

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He turned a year "younger" today. May you have the best birthday this year. And I will try to make it the best of the best.Blueekk!

First of all, thank you for approaching me while I was so difficult to reach, thank you for looking and waiting for me, thank you for loving me, thank you for taking care of me, thank you for always being there for me, thank you for putting up with my mood swings during my pms, thank you for all your prayers during exam, thank you for your ears and shoulders, thank you for listening to my rants and seeing and hearing my tears especially before I sleep, thank you for being yourself and I can be myself too and most importantly, thank you for being the best of the best, making me happier. I've never been this happier and I am truly grateful for your existance in my life.

You've seen the best and the worst in me.

I love you sweetheart. Always do. Happy Birthday love!

I am sorry.

Al-Fatihah to a friend named Zaliff Zainal (Zalep) May you rest in peace.

I am sorry for not replying your messages, for not making my time to meet you for coffee or tea while catching up stories. I regret for not doing that while you are still alive. I am sorry for being such a bad friend. I really do.

But I am glad that I called you last year when we bumped into each other. I am glad for the small conversation though it was just for a while. I am glad that I've helped you giving directions to Sri Aman, you were sending your sister to battle of the bands, and I am glad that we are friends. And I am really sorry for everything.

Al-fatihah.

Chak!

Ini dulu. I always tagged along. Kacau daun.

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Chak!

Sekarang tidak lagi!

My other half. I stole his picture from his Fb, because this is the picture of him doing what he really likes. Never thought of meeting anyone like him. We have so many similiarities. Where can I find someone who can eat sushi and drink milk at the time like me? He's the one. We can spend hours in bookstores, hours in silence, hours speaking a languange that is not even existed, screaming for no reason in the car, we share the same taste in music, (that includes our interest in guitar hereos) studying together during finals where most of the time I fell asleep, the one who accepts me for who I am, putting up with my retardness and the humiliation he might get in public (that includes of me dancing stupidly but he does that too).

And someone who is a retarded too. BBlluueekkkk!
Yeah, we will make a good team.

Ok lah, this entry agak tiada apa-apa. Sengaja mahu mengisi ruang masa. I should sleep by now. Classses from 8.30 to 5. At last, some form of normalcy has returned, I am back with my repetitious life. I need to work hard to get my as* fly to somewhere.

Year 2009.

The first second of year 2009 was celebrated with friends at a friend's house. It was a small get-together, bbq and fireworks. Reached home by 12.30, you can call me a school kid or a boring person but I didn't want to spoil my mother's mood. That's all.

So we all had fun at a friend's house with the family too. Like it that way because I don't have to witness and see people drinking and got drunk.

Still with curfew and I am thankful for it.

Talk about drinking. It's not that I respect, it's just that I don't mind when anyone told me straight onto my face telling me they drink. It is way better than hiding and lying because it is not me that they should be afraid for, it's The Almighty. But I find it a bit distracted when anyone/somebody talks about their drinking habits or how they haven't been drinking for 30 days proudly and bragging about the experiences in clubs.

Please respect other people. Next time, lets just talk about music since music is an universal topic. Or movies or books or what has been happening in Gaza?