Wasted

Frankly saying, I think or it would be definite to just say that I have lost hours and hours of my time on Facebook. It is totally sad isn't it? A loss..big loss.. Poor me and yeah poor to those who simply let their time wasted on this social network utility. Looking at my FB timeline, I had my account activated since 2008 and now it has been 4 years I have been exposing my private life to a large number of friends or people that I have never known in my entire life. Every ups and downs, pictures, feelings are all shared whether I realize it or not. How manipulative this utility is. I was once a shy person or rather introvert but the existence of such thing gets me evolving and changing into someone that the old me would have not recognized. Surprise surprise...

Nevertheless, there are things that I intentionally published for the sake of "Sharing is caring". Lucky that I still am able to control myself from updating my status with words of hatred, criticism, gossips and what nots...It is just not my style to put my heart on my mouth but there are a few negative remarks slipped even when I was under fully concious though. What can I say...my bad...

If I have nothing to say and share, I'd scroll the window and spend my time reading on friends' updates. When there are pictures, usually without thinking twice, I'd clicked on one picture after another until I'd viewed the whole collections in the album. Oh my goodness, I unconsciously have made myself become a stalker. I wanna ask you, is that a good thing?? Of course NOT!! You may say or give whatever reasons but it is just not right to dig stories about certain people (especially those who you consider as enemies) and later brag about them with close friends who may later spread the stories which later turned into gossips to lots of other friends. And they would probably begin the story by saying, " There is a friend of a friend of a friend of mine...bla ..bla...bla.." Totally not cool for a person like me...oh god, now i feel really bad about myself. Needless to say, I have gained nothing for behaving such way. Na-da...

Only one word tells it all: WASTED!!

Back On the BloG

Life has never been gentle to me these past couple of months. Too many ups and downs. Some were expected but some weren't. Shit happens. A part of me wanting to write it here in this blog and share with you but another part of me keep saying that "Let bygones be bygones". I stick with the latter. No need to share them here. Neeway, things happen for a reason, aren't they? Guess what matters the most is to stand up after the fall and keep moving forward....

Yet, there are too many things that I want to do at a time...Too many dreams to be fulfilled....Too many ...there are just too many....though I have to take one step at a time to do one single thing after another..  first and foremost, the thing that I want to change and must change is my personality and attitude!! I'm aiming for polishing my soft skills to the optimum. Yes, you heard me. I need to learn HOW to talk, listen and act the right way...Other things will follow suit.

 Let's hope for better future everyone!! Im back on blogging and this time around, i mean business. Whatever that means, cheers!!!

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I did silly things while asleep

Needless to say, I know it is nothing new to share....everyone may experience the same thing. Duh...like ever!

I think it wouldnt be necessary to make a long list here. However, I have a few that I want to share. 

1. I was in my teen years..couldn't exactly remember when. I dreamt about my mom and my dad fought with each other. Resulted to that incident, my mom decided to leave my siblings and I behind. In my dream, I watched her slowly walked away and there stood me right in front of our house gate crying like mad. I was shouting after her name between tears and wailing. I was really upset and the tears I shed in my dreams came real. The sounds of my own sobbing woke me up. I was mind-blown at first not knowing where i was, what had happened and why I was sad. It took me a few minutes to breathe normally and started to recall what I had just experienced. I was really scared but at the same time felt relieved that it was just a dream. The reality washed in. I remembered I thanked Allah that my family was still together.

2. During my stay in Zaaba, one of the hostels in UKM with my friends, I once again did silly things while asleep. Earlier in the day, I was in my late evening class around 6PM. The lecturer had called the day off, and the others in class gathered their stuff before dismissed each other. I was the first to step out from the front door only to find 3 wild monkeys scattered outside. They were surprised to see me and so did I. Speaking of " Terkejut beruk aku" and "Terkejut aku beruk." Ha-ha.

I had a really bad experience with family of monkeys a.k.a Michaels back in MRSM Taiping. Eversince, I have a despiteful feeling towards all types of monkeys. Being there at the moment staring at each other (cant believe that I actually stared at one of the monkeys' eyes) made me went like "Oh no....don't attack me...Go away from me....goooo!!!" in silent.  I wished that I had the gut to shout out loud at them monkeys and scare them away or even chase them away....but I didnt. I got myself back into the classroom and panicked. My classmates managed to clear off the hallway from the bad..bad monkeys. Thanks to them I managed to get into my car and drove safely back to the hostel.

Late that night, while my three  friends were still wide awake doing their assignments, I was already asleep. In my dream, I met the same group of monkeys and to my surprise, this time I had the gut to act out those things I had wished to do earlier. I was screaming like hell. Never did I know that the moment I dreamt the shouting part, my voice was projected in my sleep and it startled my three friends. Of course they were taken by surprise. I heard them talking about me and I forced my eyes to stay close and pretended to stay asleep. The next morning, I pulled myself together and asked my friends if they happened to hear me shouting. They did say yes and eventhough I was embarrassed, we laughed about it. Tell me who's not??

3. I was dreaming about a guy...a bad guy last night. Couldn't recall what he had done to me in my sleep but i remembered the part when I called him "Jantan x guna" over and over again (blame thanks to one of the Maharaja Lawak Mega participants) and I knocked him down, kicking and punching him like a mad woman. The next thing I know, I scratched my Hubby's chest really hard. His yelp of pain woke me. I saw my right hand on his chest and got it connected to my dream. Oh my gosh!! I unintentionally attacked my Hubby. I kept apologizing him for the incident. My bad...Ha-ha.

I hope these silly things I did while I was still sleeping may stop sooner or later. It has to stop before I hurt my significant other even worse...ha-ha..not funny.

You Melt My Heart

My sleepless nights ended yesterday when I finally have Hubby safely back at home. He was really tired and itchy all over. Poor him. The cold climate and the different world time had affected him much. I remembered that I was so excited to pick him up at the KLIA yesterday. I didn't even mind waking up as early as 5 AM, later left my parents' home in Perak at 6.30 AM and drove all the way to meet him.Though I was restless and worried, the moment I saw Hubby at the terminal made me all calm and joyful.

He brought home two luggage instead of one supposedly. Couldn't believe that he had shopped till he dropped. He bought some stuff for his family and I got not only one but three items. Please don't envy me Kakak. I got a pair of new LEVI'S Jeans (which really fit me well), a pair of sunglasses plus a set of SEPHORA makeup.

According to him, the SEPHORA outlet is in the middle of the NY Times Square. 

I must admit that Hubby is a really thoughtful husband. He always complains about me taking too long a time to get ready (getting dressed and put on some makeup) before outing and yet he didn't mind buying me a set of makeup. Irony.

Thanks Sayang!! You make me the happiest wife ever! Couldn't be more grateful.

This makeup palette includes 96 eyeshadows, 6 cream eyeliners, 84 lip glosses, 3 blushes, 1 bronzer, 1 mascara and 2 eyeliners. In total more than 190 colors!

Can't wait to 'conteng' my face. Or maybe become your makeup artist?? hehe..

LOL :p

I was GOOGLE-ing earlier today and I found this Funny Facebook Status that read:

When you see a man opening a car door for a woman, it can only mean 1 of 2 things. Either the car is new or the wife is. 

I guess if Hubby read this, he'd be laughing out loud too. You wanna know why?? 

When we were happily married for 3 months (which means 2 months ago), we went to the Mesra Mall together one night. He wanted to play futsal with his colleagues and as usual I tagged along as well. Once Hubby safely parked my car in the parking lot, we saw one of his colleagues got out from his car. Since it was raining, he got an umbrella ready with him. I thought he was alone but the moment he walked to the front passenger's car door and opened it, I realized that he brought his wife too. "Owh so sweet !" I was touched. The sight of the newlyweds plus the romantic gesture made me  "ooohhh..aaaahhhh...eeeeehhh" all over Hubby.

Hubby and I exchanged looks and we laughed. Realizing that he'd never done such thing romantically except when I have so many things in hands, he went out first from the car and to my surprise, opened the car door for me too. Hah!! I raised my eyebrows and he laughed sheepishly. I snickered back at him and shook my head in disbelief. Not because my Hubby is not that romantic but he seldom shows it publicly. It tickled my heart when he did open the car door for me.
Surprise surprise...

P/S: If you happen to read this Mr. S, I want to thank you very much. (truedat)

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Missing Someone badly...

When you actually love someone wholeheartedly, you'll face the above situation. No Doubt. Frankly saying, for the past 6 years, I was used to a long distance relationship (Subang/ Trg) - (Perak) with my ex-bf a.k.a Hubby. Though we are miles apart, I was more than satisfied to have received his SMS and calls just to kiss away the emptiness. However, after tying the knot, somehow I become such a goody-two-shoes. I act like a shadow to him. Everywhere he goes, i ll be right behind his heels or by his side. It seems unbearable to part from him except for of course when he is off to work. The absence is killing and torturing me softly inside. Such feeling is hardly controllable.

Now I understand how my mom feels when my siblings and I are living far from her. She might not say that she misses us badly. Yet, there are times when out of the blues,  my hp rang and i found that she was on the other line. I could sense that she feels lonely. Sometimes, I admit that I do feel guilty when it took me three days or more before ringing home. Though my dad is at home to accompany her, our absence (my siblings and I) is  deafening. Speaking of one in a million.

One thing for sure....Nothing could ever replace you. Please do  appreciate and give your undivided attention to your loved ones. You'll never know what you'll be missing once they are gone.

Remember, if the absence is not filled with your presence, the love they spare for you may slowly dim and die. As you grow older, don't be sorry if you have no one but yourself.