Saturday, 12 January 2013

I don't know about you but I'm feeling 22!

Hello reader, the 9th of January came along again and I've turned another year older.

I dunno but 22 seems very ordinary.

I mean when you hit 20 it feels ridiculously exciting to finally hit the number TWO

and 21 is special for some universal reason....and everyone celebrates it with you.

22? it just reminds me i'm getting older. lol.

Having said that, I must admit that this birthday was the best ever!

I had friends over! I know that sounds normal, but I've never had my best friends over and we finally did get together in ma crib...with the absence of my bestest friend and cuzz ever, Pat, who left two days before for India. Wish you wuz here cuz..

Sunday, 6 January 2013

A Walk on the Wildside

Hello reader, it sure has been a while. Have you been making life altering decisions as well? That makes two of us.

I've gotten haircuts before, no none of that cut, wash, blow, dry  rm20 rubbish in saloons; i'm talking about the regular Chinese aunty's hairdresser shop,

"Aunty layer sikit"

"Aunty potong dua inchi"

"Aunty mau fringe. Panjang sikit"

"Aunty berapa?"

"Lai sepuluh ringgit"


Which leads to my story...
So the other day, I was having a bad hair day, which happens quite frequently  when your hair is long, dry and matted. Now most times I can take this kind of stubbornness but that particular day, my comb got stuck and just wouldn't come lose.

I sat in a discouraged heap on the bathroom floor seriously contemplating shaving my head. Going bald,

Long hair story short, I had it chopped off.

We never really realise how much people's opinions matter, until we make a huge decision.

Now the thing with these big drastic decisions is the general opinion about it will determine if you make that decision again.
For example, if you go blond,.. and only your mom likes it.

Then, you throw away the bottle of dye.

Or if you decide to curl your hair... and only your little bro hates it

chances are you'll keep it.

My point is, majority wins. We don't realise it but we're actually very dependent on the reaction of people around us.

But what if there isn't a majority?

as in with my hairstyle.

How could the world be so indecisive!!?!?

COuld one person's hairstyle make thatttt much of a difference. I mean it has been a MONTHH! and i still get my own classmates trying to do damage control ....

But I guess the fact that I AM okay with this look is what matters

Now to grow it out...

Memorable quotes from uni friends 

Emily : OMG!!!! *touch touch* what you did!!!!! K you can't wear baju kurungs edi lah...*warning*


Arifuddin: Liza, tadi tak sempat nak tegur. Sumpah hodoh. k tu je

zaini: : takpe takpe, boleh straighten takpe....*pause pause* *pitiful look* macam lelaki la haha.

hafiz: muka ang dah start okay da, skarang terus tak la...NYONYA!

Joey: oh hello Polly

Moganis: hi liza. *turns again* LIZA!! YOu cut your hair!!

Theeb: Halle Berry

Tina: You're very handsome...

Klang friends 

Shalini: Lisaa-.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHATTTTTT!!!

yeanmay: HAHHAHAHAHHAHAH oMG eh why you go and do this!??! whats wrong with you?

pat: nice la! f*king n*tans..i love it..

liyana: you look hot liza!

jes: omg. love it...

Make decisions and own them!!
You'll make wearing a sack look fashionable..

Thursday, 3 January 2013

Its Resolution time

Hello Reader, I’ve spent the last month trying to put my finger on what has caused this literary drought, and still haven’t found the answer, and I WAS using that as reason not to continue. But I have decided that writing will eventually oil the machine and in the near future we’ll see something of value here. HAHA

It’s funny that I allowed myself to embark on this given my current circumstance. Tomorrow, nay, in exactly nine hours I will be sitting for the toughest paper this semester.
Syntax and Morphology. Look it up, I’m not going to bother with an introduction.

What you do need to know is that I’ve had nightmares about this for a long time now.

Let’s see, what shall we discuss tonight?

Anger. Nice word. I believe anger is going to be my New Year’s Resolution. No. Not to 
be less or more angry...but to discover anger. To explore every possible notion related to this baffling term. If anger were a mouse, I want to discover every imaginable way to trap it.

One thing I realised as this year came to a close is that the world is one angry steaming pot of stew... and people are so determined to get riled up over little things, to hate with such passion, to abhor without reason that I actually believe it maybe makes us happy. Haven’t we realised by now, that it is exhausting? A waste of frowns, teeth gritting and snarling? No, apparently not.

I have struggled with this emotion the whole of 2012, always letting it get the better of me. Just today, I was late for a group study session, not a pardonable 5 or 10 minutes, but a disgusting 45 minutes late!

I was in the bus waiting for it to move for about 40 minutes. And the thoughts that ran through my head were positively scary!

I wanted to jump off the bus, look for the driver and drag him by the hair... to the wheel.

I wanted to jump off the bus, stand in the middle of the street and scream my head 
off...while kicking him in the shins.

I wanted to slap the moron senseless. 

In fact I was working myself up to such a rage that I nearly forgot to apologize to my very annoyed friends

Anyway who needs another pimple,

I don’t want to be known as an angry, scary, emotionally unstable person.

I pity those who are.

2013 is going to be a relaxed and as far as possible, healthy year.