Monday, 21 August 2017

Just a little cut

Assalamualaikum


Hi. Sorry for changing the blog address again. Yerppp.. of course Miss Aliaa here did that again, that was like her fav pastime. And noooow I am very proud to announce that I've known how hard it is to invite people to read my blog. Pfft I must have their email address first! No, I'm not gonna do that anymore -.- btw minta maaf jugak to those who have received the invitation email. 🙈 I iz malu giler.
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It's raining cats and dogs right now and here I am, wrapped in my super comfy blanket and refuse to get off my bed. Don't do this good girls out there... if you don't wanna lose your secret admirers. Lunch? Nahh forget that, I am desperately in need of someone to feed me 24/7 now. Because. I. Am. Spoiled. Like. That 😂 Pahahaha!

*Awwww I got that kick, people! So rudeeee, virtually sending me a flying kick like that!*
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Yesterday, I helped my mum cleaning the louvre windows in our kitchen (actually she wanted to clean every window in our house but something happened later). Am I a good girl yet? 😉 We were happily doing that together before she decided to leave me alone since it would be so much fun to watch me do it all by myself she could do other chores. So, okay no problemo!

I was doing fine until I reached the last row, where I accidentally cut my index finger. Oh no, not fun anymore. Nice one laa aliaa, you never did anything right nowadays *slow claps*. I swear it felt nothing at first and I just stood still looking at my trembling hand. Wooooooh blooooooooood!!! *spent 5 minutes there almost hyperventilated watching the red liquid*

Minyak gamat to the rescue! Hahah >_<

I was feeling pretty sorry for myself due to that small cut until I heard from my friend, Amir that he too was injured last week during a football training and broke his ankle. Broke? Gosh huhuhu kesian that guy. I mean, my finger was all bloody and swollen, but my tights didn’t even rip. This cut is nothing, yeah yeah whatever. I can't even be called an injured person 😆

Anyway, the incident somehow made me thinking about how much I was depending on my glove at the moment (yes I wore a glove) and felt very confident that all my fingers were going to be safe (when they clearly were not!). I should've known that when you did some business with the dusty windows it also meant your (fingers)life was at risk!

Oh btw I really wore a glove ok, I mean ONE GLOVE not a pair of gloves. Hehe 😀 I wore it on my right hand only because 1) that particular hand was having some problem (thin/sensitive skin idk) so it always needed extra protection 2) didn't bother wearing both because it felt uncomfortable.

And it was my already-poor-sensitive-right hand that got the cut. Irony much?

The point is. There is no point duhh. It's just that... you can get hurt anytime and anywhere, okee. No matter how hard you try to avoid it, if it is meant to be then it will be. But still, yeaaa prevention is allllwaaaayyyyysssss better than cure!

P/s : I know I shouldn't be typing right now due to my 'injured' finger, moreover this post is very pointless and half-arse (you wanna say that ritee? sokay), but I need to pile something, I mean just aaanything over the previous entry hikhik XD So yep, toodles everybody!

Saturday, 19 August 2017

Found your birthday on a Snickers box!


"I think I like someone, what should I do?"






Is that where everything begins?


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No, unfortunately.




 I had that chain-message deleted as soon as I received it.

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(just kidding! It's still in my inbox hehe)

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Ta-dah!! This is the box!
 *look at the expiry date everybody!! >_<

Look at that daaaaate!

This coincidence isn't a novel chapter babyyyy!


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Earlier this year, I noticed that he had deactivated his facebook, messenger too (forget instagram, he's long gone) and I was like "Mummyyyyy! Finally the time has come! He's gone forever, he's leaving me without saying anything!"

*who is he, you ask? I can't tell XD*
wuuuuuuuuuuuwuwuuu pity me T____T
Buuuuuuuut it's okay, it's okay... *now sit down, woman* because I've never gone out there being crazy and frantically throwing :"HEYYY PEOPLE, I'VE MET SOMEONE THAT I'M GONNA MARRY! HE'S THE ONE~ ulala bebeh!" 🎉

Nope, so nobody knows. Pheww~

Self-pity dismissed 😌

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Then I saw his name on Messenger again. *sorry but no emoji can copy my smile here, I am just so happy!*

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I still hate Messenger though.

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Honestly, he's one of the reasons I'm still having that app in my phone. Other than that ummm.. oh there's none! lol *fake laughs* what a load of nonsense, I want to contact my friends also lah. But don't worry, one day when I finally decide that it is no longer useful to me, I will definitely give him this blog address...so he'll know that I'm still alive..hehe >_<

Ok what? If I didn't post anything in a year, you too can assume that I am dead.

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No, just kidding. I will never personally tell him about this blog. Never. Nehi. Fullstop. Being a blogger like me, that is just.. err.. well, embarrassing! You guys don't feel me or what?
That's right, you guys don't. T.T

Actually, there is a possibility that he might've been here before but I'm just too chicken to admit that. Remember when I stupidly put 'Dear you...' entry on facebook? And then when I more stupidly put this blog's address on instagram? Thrice 🙈.. I don't know where to hide my face if he really has been here (and never come back).

Alright, maybe I should just ask him. Malu bertanya sesat jalan riteeee?! Wukay, but first we need to make a super short script and imagine his reply. Easy peasy :D

"...err...awak ada baca blog saya ke?"

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"Oh pleasssselah, I'm studying engineering! I've got enough struggle already, no time to read your blog ok~...now go away" *rolls eyes*


I'm expecting that 👆

So... I'm not gonna ask.

Phone number?

No. He's not my girlfriend. Enuff said.

Email then?

*ko ingat aku nak submit assignment? (¬_¬)/

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If I uninstall messenger, that will be like me trying to shut him out of my life - without saying goodbye.

It's not nice.

Plus I don't want to.

Not until he puts this to a stop.

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Guys~ of course I'm praying for the opposite, I hope there will be no stop to this. Ever.


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But then, what can I do?


This world doesn't revolve around me.

:)

Time changes people.

Meeting new person changes people too. 

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To tell you the truth, there are times when I feel like randomly sending him messages (just to tell him that I only have one cat now... or United just won a game hahahaha 😂 oh they won 4 nil today!!! *but I think he doesn't like MU..omg, is it Liverpool?! Is he The Reds?!). I want to do that sooooo so bad but always end up erasing everything over and over again. Plus, there's this stupid little voice from nowhere that keeps reminding me about him and I'm just like : Daymmm I miss him too. I just do! 

Fyi,

it's really not fun missing someone you never know.

It's ridiculous. 

Come to think about it Aliaa, what would you do anyway when you meet him one day? (urr..no idea *maybe I'll smile? like a retard*) And what are you going to say at him? (awak ni boleh cakap kelantan tak?) Or... what if you won't even get the chance to meet him? (now that's kind of disappointing, but I think it's fine).

PERGGHHH look at her being optimistic like that 😛

Ahahaha it's okay...really.. 

You know when I look at myself, I think I don't wanna meet him at all. Surprise! Hehe.. apart of me being a total weirdo, I guess he's totally out of my league. He's a genius, smart also aaaaaaand idk anymore.. .oh wait! I was like that too >_< only I screwed up last four yrs and then bad lucks kept trailing like ants. Seeeeriously can I just stay young forever so I won't have to think about something like this? 🙏 No?

I'm pretty sure we all know that Allah is the turner of the hearts. He owns our hearts and He can turn them whenever He wills. Whatever happens in the future, it must be best for both of us and we will be fine. Idk if that is easier said than done or whatnot... but I trust this guy and I pray for the best. I mean duuuude, we're not in any relationship. There's nothing keeping him from someone else, nothing except my prayers. That's the best thing for now, I guess.

Seung Chan is so me. 
And on a serious note, I have told my mum about you. Twice. Just let me know which version you wanna hear first. Both are interesting! Hehe ^^  there's nothing specific in our conversation nonetheless. None! So don't fret, dude :P She doesn't even know your name yet, or where you're studying, your hobby, and favorite color, food whatsoever (I don't know that either). What I told her was... well just something really simple,

"Ma, I like someone.. do you see my face right now? This is my serious face ok. Do you know what it means? It means I'm serious, of course. He's only a year older though...buuuuut you must approve him anyway thanks to the aggreement we made years ago, oh in fact, you must approve anyone that I like wahahhaha! XP. And don't worry about distance, you won't have to board a flight to be at his hometown." 

The end.

Yes, you guessed it right. 
My lovely mother is afraid of the airplane. Cable car too.

She just smiled, like an angel! Tehee! ❤

It just feels wrong to keep this from my mum, that's why I can't help but tell her. She must know that I like someone (yes you) although I don't really know about the other party (youuuu). At least she doesn't have to waste her time arranging someone for me anymore...hooyay! *coughs rainbow* But the most important thing is I want her to know that this guy (also you), will never be able to break my heart. Because I won't allow that to happen, ever.

I can already see the disappointment on her face (abah too) if I let someone like that break my heart. Someone whom I've never met. I won't let both of you downnnnnnn, parents ❤

Besides, if I compare him to Ma and Abah who have taken care of me for over 22 years now (starting in the womb, bruh), he's absolutely nothing. Yeah bloody unfair~ I know, but since he's not anywhere near halal to me so I guess it's fine! (Ok fine, this is actually me trying to convince myself not to fall head over heels for him. I think I'm failing miserably ( ̄^ ̄))

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It's a shame rite, that I can't deny this feeling in the first place.


























































































































Or is it not?

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oemmjiiii~ I really2 love leaving a lot of space like that!

Because it's annoying.


 Mehehe kesian, you don't know him 😜

Don't worry, no one does.


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Looks like it will take me another year to be able to text you again.

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Anyway, happy 22nd birthday! Again.
May you be given the best in this life and the hereafter. Ameen.

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A long birthday wish? You don't need that muahahahahahhaa 😝 

*ooh demmit I cant do this!* Hey I'm truly sorry huhu 😭 .. I really really reallllllly don't know what to say. My mind just goes blank... even over text! It's like one second I'm gonna type this and then the next second 'poof!' I just can't remember anything anymore. I feel so guilty okay, you've no idea... *sighs* maybe you really have that ability on people, make them go blank? (on me specifically...). But I still like you a lot. Hehe. 

Urr.. *ehem*

Ok, moving on.

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And I apologize also about last year. Terasa ehh?

 How can I forget your birthday when the first wish is still in my inbox? 

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No, actually it's something else lol. Kbyeee~

Just don't forget that it's always you. 

Someone


Oh well, there's someone's birthday today.

Someone...

Someone who's affecting my ability to remember my own name. 
Pfft, ahahhaha! 

No lahh. Who has such power duhhh? 😂

So okay, I'm gonna wish early tomorrow (yeaa I won't be pretending like I forget it anymore), becauseeeeeee I dowan to keep getting nervous about this. Besides, I have other thing to be nervous about.. you know it.

What? You don't know?!

We have a game against Swansea tomorrow! 

Come on guys. Aigoo.... that will be the highlight of our day. Red Devils day. 

If they win the game, we will all feel so happy
and another three points in the bucket. Yuhuu!

But...

But if they lose...

They will still win my heart aww..cia cia cia lol goodbyeee penguins!

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(oh honey, please... they'll win)



Thursday, 17 August 2017

Hi L! Or is it El?

Hi. It's me, the laziest blogger alive.

 
Dear my junior Miss L, max love for all the designs that you emailed me!!!! Will definitely use one for my nephew's aqiqah invitation card, which the date is not known yet. Hehe. 

 
Oh I've never talked about my exam results in this blog because... I think I'm done with my studies lol. No, actually why did I even choose forestry? Why didn't I choose chemical engineering? Or tesl? Whyyyyyy? *sorry to begin by being emo like this, woman you know* Geoscience is famous here btw, you'll love it.

Sure, I've started to get the hang of this thingy... really? Nope, idk. My only advice to all the young people out there, don't be like me. Just do and choose what you love. Yes kids, you can always teach yourself to grow fond of something that you don't like, it only takes times. Aaaaaand it sucks. 

My result was not bad (I think) : the pointer was 3.51 and yep it declined a loooooooooot compared to the semesters before which made me a little disappointed (except semester 1 because I got a bit carried away). Also, I know exactly what went wrong tehee XD

  • I ignored my list of do's and don'ts.
  • my room was so far from my JT friends' (angels sent from above all of them, I'm not even kidding) and it resulted in me being far from the mosque, usrah, ceramah agama and all that. The worst, perhaps far from Him also.
  • my excuses are so lame, aren't they? Kah!

Wukay, maybe that's all. For my co-curicular activities I don't think they're burdensome enough because I was much busier during the third semester and was doing just fine in all the courses enrolled. Based on my 'excuses' above, I think that the second one really hit me. Hard. Huhu. I really did abuse my poor soul. T.T oh my god..

don't you ever do that..

Fourth semester, hmmmmm I won't blame anyone...or anything. Of course. Well you'd meet a few people with manners down the drain just like my academic advisor said. But eventually, that was all my fault. Your fault. Basically you can't blame anyone but yourself. If people ever complained that the subjects were harder and more complicated.. lol idk, every semester I learned something new and later, by hook or by crook I'd have to manage them properly. Get used to them no matter how hard they were. I'm sure you are like that too.

Didn't reach 3.75 is fine actually. Like during the third semester, if you've been reading this blog then you know that I was super nervous because of Statistics, I even vowed that I'd be so so so grateful if I got 3.2 and above. Hahaha. But since I achieved almost a perfect gpa, suddenly a 3.51 for last semester looked soooooo low. 

It's not dean's listed anymoreeeeeee wuhuhhuhuhu..

Some people might say that pointer is not that important. I know. I know. We need powerful softskills, good attitude, blah blah blah, etc just insert whatever you want. In my opinion it is just for our own satisfaction lahh to achieve the best...soooo.. I hope you get my point there, tqvm.

Anyway, it's not fun actually getting obsessed over the cgpa because it makes me really sad when I don't achieve my target. So..just learn to be grateful. You'll definitely get more. Don't be sad. Don't be grumpy. It's not cute xP Goodbye!

P/s : L, I hope to hear from you soon! (Or maybe we'll just meet at college?) I think you don't get my reply because it goes to the junk instead -.- so here it is! I can't believe I actually made this public hahhaha. Xoxo!

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Yea I miss you too!

Sooooooooooooooooooooo much! 

See all those 'o's in my so? That's how much. :P

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Story about a stranger

Hyeeee good morning!!! You miss me here~! Hehe.

Sorry world, I am so addicted to instagram these days therefore you can always find me there 'instastory'ing this and that all the time. #hateitformakingmelikethis

Something like this. Have you seen this on my instastory? 
Oh yeah you have ^^
This one also! Fadzil gave me this beeyootiful shirt for my birthday, *stares at chevy symbol* Tqvm fellow red devil!  although I know you don't read my blog.. and I don't know if I'll ever wear that shirt.. hahahha XD you know once I open the parcel the first thing that my dad points his finger at is that golden symbol :3

Plus... it's from a guy 🤦🏻‍♀️ 

And this! They were in my instastory too hahaha!
Told you I'm addicted >_<
Random fact about me while instagramming : I don't watch other people's instastories (except I really like you or you're related to someone that I really like... or you're the son of Abedin Januzaj) and forgetting about my own ones but always keep adding new ones to my timeline. You won't like me there seriously hehe.

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So today there is nothing worth blogging actually. But I want to tell you a not-so-fun story which is not worth blogging either but I want to keep my blog alive just like me so... if you're feeling rajin..go ahead and read it.

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My family and I were at Mydin Mall last month when we stumbled into my cousin, Kak Umi Aida. So she joined us hooyay! I love Kak Umi because she's like my best friend eventhough we're 5 years apart. She's the immature one heheh 😝

Then out of the blue there was this guy appearing out of no where. Ooh hey what a nice baju melayu he's wearing - baby blue! Okay. Dismissed that.

Later I noticed that he kept following us wherever we went! (omg omg omg!). And when I say that he kept following us, I really mean it ok. From containers row to stationaries corner to cabinet stuff and etc he was right behind us. But I thought he was Kak Umi's future fiancee (who didn't talk to her the entire time), so let's just keep quiet and be nice, I told myself.

After like an hour later which felt like forever, he was a bit far from us but still at our row. My cousin suddenly said in her BIG LOUD voice, "Siapa tu asyik ikut kita jer?"

Everybody had no idea of course. And I think that guy heard her voice hahahhaa because he didn't keep up pace with us anymore. Poor guy.

But man, I really thought that he was my cousin's soon-to-be fiancee (my family too) while Kak Umi thought the other way around! Yas! Dia ingatkan lelaki tu my boyfriend (who didn't talk to her gf the entire time) wutttt! Now you get the picture rite?

He really really walked closely behind us -.-

Anyways.. I did not look at his face so don't ask laa whether he's good looking or not (but judging from his lanky figure, I guess he is lol). No no no, I was not lowering my gaze like all of you think..hekhek >_<

It's just another fact/habit of mine that I sooooooo rarely look at people's face wherever I go. Be it male or female idc, I only look at the front, to prevent myself from bumping into the wall and destroying my shiny forehead. Let's say I am about to cross path with my 'idontknowwhattocallhim', maybe I won't notice him also.

I will look like a snob. Apologies in advance, bruh 🙏🏻

Then you know at uni, I constantly made this stupid mistake by calling other people with my friends' names and smiling like an idiot. Have you done that? Wahahhaha! It was funny and sad at the same time, wasn't it?
  • Funny because they really looked like my friends from faraway. 
  • And sad because I have problem with my eyes - short sighted.
I have humiliated myself millions times already and that makes me very sad... pfft 😂.. More often than not I thought..woah not again! not againnnn! Why does my mouth is always faster than my brain? I am soooo fast that if I am walking with the gang at the moment, they won't even get a chance to stop me from calling whatever names that slip from my mouth -_____-

And then they will laugh at me. Ha-ha. Berjemaah gitew~

“Won’t you please play a song, a sad song, for my-sad--self over there…” (Violins wail in the distance)

So embarrassing.

Oh well considering that's also how I make new friends (by greeting and smiling at random strangers), I don't feel so sad anymore hehe. I love my eyes! Now stop the violins.

P/s : happy anniversary to my mum and dad. The 32nd! Look how time flies :')