Apple products

I wanted to get an iPod when Faliq came to KL… Partly because he could get this tourist thingy that would enable him to get 10% discount, though I didn’t know on what at first.

Went to KLCC and asked the shop what product could we get on discount. The response was the iPod classic and touch.

Sadly, both weren’t available.

Hrmph.

Yes, I want a MacBook Pro. Yes, the reason I know about stuffwhitepeoplelike.com was because Faliq showed me the website, probably after getting so totally frickin’ fed up with my saying “I want a 17 inch MacBook Pro!!!” again and again.

Hehehe.

Oh, I know even without making myself into a white person as per the website has described, I do like the things that have been listed out there.

Haha, yes, I am trying to be a white person.

I am so unique that I want to be amongst a stereotype. I want to be belonged.

By a bunch of people who is seperated from me by the biggest ocean we have; the Pacific.

Right.

Hehe.

So, you know how there’s the laser engraving for iPods?

And you know how iPods are the usual “entry” product before you become a crazy must-have-Apple-product kind of “creative” person?

My iPod would have the engraving of “Nani is on her way to being a white person.”

Lets assume that they would engrave iPhones and MacBooks in the future… And even though I’m not keen on getting an iPhone anyway… My iPhone would have the words “Almost there” engraved.

The MacBook Pro?

Just one word.

“Arrived.”

Hehehehehe.

Thought of rebranding the blog with what I plan to engrave on my future iPod… However, I doubt I would be blogging on how I am on my way to be a white person, ladida. Using it as my blog title would make it seem like I am presenting myself in an angle, you know? But I don’t want that. I want it to be open, not from an angle, could be from all sides, ladida…

However, I do realize that I no longer get excited over cameras, I haven’t been baking and I have absolutely no idea how Cailean is feeling on my sheep shelf.

Hmmmm…

Socks

I’m sorting out my wardrobe… And I realized that I’m missing a lot of socks.

Or more like, I know I didn’t bring them back, so I keep asking myself, why? Where are my colorful and cute socks which embarrass my mother regardless of the fact that they’re ankle socks, hence no one would be able to see it due to it being covered by my sneakers?

Why did I get socks that were mostly black and only had smiley faces and the names of the days on the soles of the sock?

What happened to the socks that when I show my mother, she’ll look at me and ask “would a 17/18/19/20/21 year old really wear those kind of socks?”

Duhh!! Of course they would!! Especially after 11 years of wearing boring plain white cotton, who wouldn’t want to wear silly socks?

Well, I would anyway.

However, like my cousin pointed out, the colorful socks has been replaced by colorful tights. Or at least, bright hued, one colored tights.

Tights, mind you. Not those pre-Napier Barlinnie prison deserving leggings.

Nyahaha

Makeup

I find it weird that a friend of mine has no qualms about using designer make up, but frowns at the amount of money I spend on my shampoo and conditioner.

Seriously man.

Oh, and the amount I spend on my shampoo? Not that much since I use lugged John Frieda from England. Plus, it doesn’t cost that much; 5 quid a bottle!! Not as much as her makeup anyway!!

Urgh. Seriously!!

Looking down at drugstore brand makeup and all. Like it is so horrible. If it comes anywhere near you, you would suddenly break out or something.

I suppose it is dificult now that you have an expensive taste. I don’t envy you, but seriously, a lot of your money goes into paying for the advertisement than the greatness of the product. Fine, say that I sound like a sour grape; not that I care anyway, since I am bitching. Plenty of people get by with drugstore brands anyway, and have certain pieces of designer makeup. You’re not the only person who has a 9-5 job, you know.

Gahh!!

Anyway, putting that ridiculous person aside, even without using designer brands and concentrating on drugstore brands…

Why are foundations just ridiculously expensive? And considering that it is the fastest finishing item!!

Find, it goes onto a larger surface ladida… And amountwise it is more…

However, my blusher is only about 5g less than my foundation, but it is aboyt RM15 less than the foundation on discounted price when the blusher is at normal price!!

Just how insane is that?

(A sick part of me thinks, “probably the price of all foundation increased thanks to the amount the cast of Twilight and New Moon used.” OMG, if this is true… it’ll be hell till they finish Breaking Dawn. The amount of vampires. Dieeee)

Especially considering there’s no glitter in it… Or complicated double color… I don’t know. It is just so annoying that it is so expensive!!

And I know I did get more tanned while I was in London. Damn the stronger sun there!! Arrgghhh!! Trust me to get darker when I go to a cooler climate country. Though my foundation doesn’t look gray; that’s superb news. Hahaha.

I find it weird that another friend prefers those powder mineral foundation when she doesn’t like the two-way cake because she feels like the cake is “too light”. I find the powder so… urgh, I’m not sure how to explain. But I have problems when it comes to the eye area. It’s like… suddenly, my skintone becomes more uneven because I can’t apply the foundation properly at the eye area.

I abhor liquid foundation. I really do!! I find it quite troublesome to apply, even with a foundation sponge. Using fingers is an absolute nightmare. It amazes me how some of my friends think they got away with it, not realizing that I can see clearly the finger streaks on their faces. The thing is, we’re not so close that I could point it out to them. And most of those that make this mistake are so big headed that they think their application is superb that they would feel absolutely insulted if I point it out. A big help is to not apply your foundation in yellow light; you can’t see yourself clearly. Seriously, yellow light makes gray look rosy, and you do not want to look gray and streaky.

And if you do use liquid foundation, please use powder to set the foundation, and so that you would have a more matte finish. With just liquid foundation, you look like you just had botox, with all that shine.

I absolutely adore two-way cakes. For a better coverage, wet the sponge before tapping it to the cake. I find the coverage equals to the liquid, but with less hassle. And if you choose not to powder, you could get away with it. However, sometimes even when applied with a dry sponge I would set it with loose powder. It just, stays better, you know?

Still… arrggghhhh!!! Why so expensive?????? I’m down to my last refill. And I got rid of all my other types of foundation. Heck, I don’t even have concealer. Dumped most things since I realize I had them since my first year of university.

Ewwww!!!!

So now, being extremely broke, I need to stock up on essential make up; foundation and concealer.

How frinkin’ perfect. Thank goodness I still have base and loose powder.

Since I started using a brush to apply powder, I can’t imagine using compact powder anymore. I’m thinking it is likely I’ll be lugging around that pot of loose powder around once I start working.

And my facial masque is also finishing. Oh, not everything, thank God. I think that might be about it. Still, I don’t know what brand of masque would I use next!! I’m currently using Crabtree & Evelyn which I got when they were discontinuing a line, so I very much doubt that I would be able to get it. Anyway, it is not as fantastic as their La Source masque, so I doubt I would be getting it anyway. I just can’t think what masque would I be getting next…

Hmmm…

Delighted =D

After so long… Finally my screen is in an upright position and doesn’t fall down easily.

Ahhh…

It’s been… goodness!! Almost a year!!

March the 16th would make it a year because I opened it up the night before I went to Ireland.

OMG so happy!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Ahh… so easily pleased; me. Heh heh.

Happy happy day.

*smiles like a smelly cockle*

Hehehehehehehe.

Nonetheless, I would still want a MacBook Pro. Hahahaha.

UK trip

I think I better just say it out loud; it looks very very unlikely for me to be coming up to the UK at the end of March for two months.

I didn’t want the world to know that I was coming mainly for the sake of the people in Cardiff.

Hahaha. Somehow after typing that, it’s as if everyone in Cardiff are just waiting for me to come and bless their city once more.

Hehe. I meant my friends there.

I don’t know… I don’t really like Cardiff. I’m sorry; really, I don’t.

Probably the reason why when I do go there, I spend most of my time in the house instead of out.

I was planning to visit England (well, duhh), Scotland, Northern Ireland and Republic of Ireland… All except for Wales. Hahaha. I even made sure I would take the ferry from Belfast to that Scottish town with too many Rs in my opinion instead of from Dublin to Holyhead. Hahaha. I know; so horrible.

It is very embarrassing, really, the reason I’m not coming.

It’s not because of some ridiculously horrible fight with my mother.

No; it was just me getting moody and responding to her with one word answers to her querries. I got fed up explaining my route is not exactly where I am dropping by but more to show the direction as to where I am going. So I kept quiet and I haven’t asked her about it since.

The first time was hard enough; to ask twice would be cutting the wound bigger and dumping a whole kilo of seasalt on it and rubbing it on.

Will sting that bad.

Or maybe like when wasps sting you. The horrid thing is that I am allergic to wasps.

I feel bad, really, because I’ve told quite a number of my friends that I trust.

It was really going to be a hush hush thing; not many people would know. I mean, look at the dates; it’s near peoples’ exams and going back before most people are done. It’s really so that I would be with myself. Say goodbye properly to the UK (and find a Scottish hubby without Amni luring the guy away from me. Hahaha) and all.

It’s really somewhat like a Celtic pilgrimage. Somewhat. Hahaha.

I don’t know; it feels like I have not let go of England properly yet.

Probably because I thought that I will for sure be able to come to England for the last time without begging for it.

Still, I wouldn’t be coming.

And I no longer want to travel. Anywhere. It’s just me dragging my feet and humoring my mother now.

Now, I feel materialistic; I want lots of things.

I want a new phone, suddenly. Oh, I suppose reformating my Sony-Ericsson would mean somewhat a new phone, but I don’t know… But I don’t like most phones nowadays. I hate touchpads. Bleurgh.

And I need new shirts; plain ones and lots of it. I have too many patterned shirts and skirts. I can hardly match things!! Imagine wearing butterly printed skirt and a stripped shirt. Ewww!!!

I want a pair of Oxford heels. I don’t know, just for fun. The booties type. Oh, stiletoes, of course. And not open toed though. Preferably one similar to Blair when she went shopping with Serena. Can’t find the picture now. I remember it was black and white. Hehehe.

Handbags. Somehow I realize I’m lacking handbags. But at the same time, I’ve been looking around and there’s not much I like. I don’t like patent leather stuff, and it’s like everything’s patented nowadays. Sigh. Maybe I should adjust that rule of mine. I don’t know… I find patent tacky. *shrugs*

A MacBook Pro, obviously…

And I need a new bloody study table. I now find it is a pain in the arse to use my laptop on my bed. Seriously…

I don’t feel like buying much books anymore though. Now my book wishlist consists of mostly classics. My mother suggested I make a list of books I’ve read. Frankly, I wouldn’t want to do that because some of the books I’ve read are quite embarrassing for me to admit that I’ve read. Yeah, beyond embarrassment me is embarrassed of those books. Oh, it’s not the Twilight saga. Surprising, huh? Hehe.

I want a new hair color. Well, not whole head. And highlights instead. Man, having a bob is so ridiculously boring. Blah.

And I would like more headbands. Hahaha. Like I don’t have enough already. My mother gets quite angry with my leaving my headbands everywhere!! Hahaha. It’s like the only thing I feel my bobbed hair would be able to take without drowning it. Sigh. How I wish my hair was longer again…

Oooooo!!! A full length mirror. Just for fun. Hahahaha.

Of course more sheep!!!!!!

A printer. Those 3 or 4 in one type. Because my laptop refuses to recognize my mother’s printer. And I want a scanner; hence the 3 or 4 in one type.

More shoes. Of course. Haha. Though I think I would need to get a job before I start buying shoes again. I don’t really have much space above my wardrobe anymore…

Oh, I don’t know what else…

Keyboards

I am ow in Seremban… accompanied my mother here for some workshop crap. She insisted that I come as she doesn’t know the way to the hotel. Sigh. So my laptop at home is unrepaired till Tuesday, as I would need to go to the hospital on Monday. Which reminds me, I need to get my supply of meds then.

So now I am using her laptop. An old 12 inch one… with the somewhat square screen; not those widescreens… So there is not much space for the keyboard. I don’t know; I feel it is quite cramped. And since it is not a Dell, some of the keys are located differently, though not the main ones. Just the arrow buttons and such. I still hate the British/European querty keyboards with the inverted commas (“) being at no2 and the @ at where the inverted comma is supposed to be and all. What logic did you all use there? Seriously!!

But it remains, this keyboard sucks. I keep hitting the up arrow key when I want to hit “shift” on my right.  Sigh. I hate small laptops; which is why my dream laptop is the 17 inch wonder of MacBook Pro. *dreams* Hahaha.

I was showing this clip of Jo Brand’s standup to Amni… talking about marriages. What I really love about it is when she was talking about women and men; how we see each other differently. She said “…men view women differently from the way women view men. A lot of men view women as sex object, whereas women view men as useful objects. The other night, I left my husband bent over, like this, with a burnt back. Well, the ironing board was broken, what can I do?”

Hahaha. Somehow quite true.

And it’s like, true, no? That we women prefer things over sex, no?

Well, at least it is with me anyway.

Oh, here’s the clip:

I just love her.

Anyway, yes; me. I told a friend that “I want a Mac as bad as you want to shag David Tennant.” The said friend is rather horny right now; probably ovulating. I’m just counting the days till she announces that she wants to watch Doctor Who. I would definitely mark the date on my calender.

I also got more and more descriptive in describing how bad I want a Mac and how satisfied I would feel when I do get the MacBook…

Definitely would be better than an orgasm, I think.

And my preferences of things over sex also is in the academic field.

How, you might ask?

I prefer studying theft over sexual offences.

Hahahahahahaha.

I am one consistent person.

Hahahahaha.

But yeah, I do hate this laptop; the fact that it doesn’t have firefox (I can’t install it because the Admin account for the laptop is password protected and I’ve no idea what the password is), it uses old version of most things, I need to use Windows Messanger… There’s not much songs in it… The complains goes on and on.

However, at least it is a laptop and I can connect onto the internet through it. And that it emits light that enable me to read or at the very least see what I could be seeing, unlike a book.

I brought 4 books along with me. However, my mother can’t sleep without the lights on (total opposite of me), so the only place I could read the book would be in the bathroom.

Even though I’m in a hotel, I don’t fancy reading in toilets/bathroom unless I’m pooping. Hahaha. And even that I would only read magazines. You know… To pass the time.

Oh I would never use the laptop while I’m the washroom though. Crazy!! Would be worried sick if water might touch it.

Someone once told me that you could actually pour water on a Mac and it wouldn’t affect it at all; it’s waterproof. Wow. I wonder… Must ask them!!

Though I banned myself from entering an Apple shop for fear of wiping out my credit card and purchasing one.

Kinda sucks, sometimes, that my mother didn’t put a limit to the card.

Need to be soooo strong not to tempt myself. Sigh.

So, no going into an Apple Store.

Heck, I usally try to make sure I don’t even pass it directly… like go to the other corridor. Look from afar; that kind, you know?

My mother would just slaughter me and turn me into haggis if I got a MacBook. Especially after paying RM600 to extend the guarantee for my laptop.

Sigh… I miss it so much.

Oh well…

Macs

I feel like I’m collecting them, one way or another.

Well, maybe not really collecting… Since I don’t actually own them. I don’t own anything Apple, to be honest. Hahaha. Not yet anyway. Haha.

Well, if I do get an Apple product, likely it would only be a MacBook, but who knows if it would be downwards from there, eh? Hahaha.

Anyway, so being the big hypocrite that I am–or at least according to Amni anyway –I am back to wanting a 17 inch aluminium unibody enclosured MacBook Pro. Started wanting it back 2 hours after I started using iTunes again. Hahaha.

I can’t remember really when did I really want to use a MacBook. I know when I was watching Sex and the City movie, I already wanted it. As you might know, Ms Carrie Bradshaw uses a MacBook. Unlike what usually happens, when I see something advertised more, I refuse to start buying it. But with MacBooks… I don’t know. Must be because they’re so purdeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

And then I went really crazy when I watched Twilight first time round.

Though I’m not sure when did I actuallt started looking at the direction of MacBooks in the first place.

Probably in the summer of my second year… When I needed to get a new laptop coz my previous one was getting wanky on me. My mother consulted a friend (who’s really nearer to my age than hers; she’s my friend too actually. Well, she’s more like an adopted niece to my mother. She’s one of my cousin’s friends) who is an Apple fan but likes tech-y stuff. I suppose that’s what started the motion, somewhat…

At that point, even though I actually had enough budget to actually get a MacBook, I wasn’t keen on learning something new on my last year in University, where I had 3 optional modules that really didn’t make must sense together in the first place. Admittedly, using a new laptop wld be a challange as well, but in the end I got another Dell anyway, so not that much difference. And I made sure I got an XP one instead of Vista, because I really am not interested in the flashy way Vista is. Maybe my not liking Vista is what is pushing me to Apple products. The irony; they wanted to make Windows more like Mac, and I ended up choosing the other. Hehehe.

Oh, how did the budget got anywhere near to being able to afford a MacBook? Because, apparently, the really really good PC notebooks are actually quite overpriced things, still with the much hated blue screen of death. And most of them had Vista as their OS so I ignored them. And the Toshibas… Goodness. The glossy cover. Blah. Imagine the scratches!! Would be so visible!!!

I mean, it’s not as if that Dell is a lousy brand. C’mon; I’m using it. I think it’s good!! Why I needed to change it was really my fault. Hehe. Forgot what I did already. Haha. Spilled curry on to it and such. Hahaha. I know; crazy right?

I think Dell laptops are appropriately priced. Just that the service…

Had to pay RM600. All due to my ignorance and not bothering to correct the thingy… I really don’t know how to explain, but basically now the screen of my laptop would fall if there’s nothing supporting it. The grip thingy broke yesterday. No, actually the day before. Yesterday I suffered through the heat of it; I used my comforter to support the screen. So, I suppose the heat got trapped.

Though, to be honest, I think my laptop has a life of its own. Seriously.

I think it’s pretty mad that I keep repeating how much I want a MacBook that it decided to go wanky on me again. Sigh. First your sibling, now you. My spacebar refuse to behave itself. I keep having to go back to separate the words again after I’ve typed it. Seriously, so annoying. However, since I got the full cover for hardware, I’m going to ask them to get me a new keyboard. I forgot about the space. How was I supposed to remember? I didn’t use the keyboard much the night before!!

Oh well… Will talk to the engineer when he gives me a call later. I can’t believe you’re making such a big fuss over this, lappie.

Oh, unlike my sheep, I didn’t get round naming my lappie even though it is pretty much my best friend. A very much abused one at that. Hahaha.

I don’t know… Probably because my horrid eyesight that the 17 inch MacBook Pro looks ridiculously attractive. Oh, I know now there are other 17 inch laptops, but I don’t know… I am “unconditionally and irrevocably in love with” the bloody notebook. Hahaha.

To the point that I said when I would finally get the notebook, the sensation would be similar, if not better, than orgasm. Hahahahaha.

Actually I was more descriptive than that, but let’s not go into that.

Last week or the week before… My nick on MSN was “Nani wants a Mac. No; make it two.”

A dear friend of mine actually thought that I was referring to McDonald’s!! The fast food chain, let me specify that. Because I’m going to play around with that surname,  somewhat.

I hardly eat McDonald’s, especially since Berjaya Group took over the franchise in Malaysia. I boycott it due to the owner of Berjaya Group rather than their sending their profit to Israel.

Deal with things at home first before you go international, is what I believe.

Though you deal with economic problems first before political ones, I think.

I urge my fellow Malaysians to ignore the extremely childish political problems in Malaysia and worry more about the global economic crisis.

Oh, that reminds me, I do have something to talk about the economic crisis; somewhat. Just, not now.

So, being the wonderful friend I am… I thought, hey, why don’t I see the wikipedia list of people named McDonald/MacDonald/Macdonald… If I like any of them…

Apparently, there’s two; with my liking one after the other… Not at the same time. I got one to replaced the other.

Okay, I stopped “liking” (to use the word loosely; I’m not sure if it fits…) David Tennant (apparently his actual surname is McDonald) about the time Amni started liking him. Probably never actually liked him anyway. I got quite fed up of him quite early in my first year, wondering what the heck is the big deal with Doctor Who. I still don’t get it and doubt I’ll ever would, especially considering it’s science fiction. Only science fiction I could tolerate is Douglas Adams’s Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy because it’s just so silly.

Only reason I actually started “liking” him was because the first episode I watched of  The Graham Norton Show was the one he and Jo Brand was in. And he’s Scottish; so obviously has a Scottish accent. One of my weaknesses. Could have started liking him if he was some fat old man. Actually, that would make him even more adorable. Hahaha.

Though, of course I’ve heard a much more adorable accent… from one of my tutors… Though I started wondering if she actually “created” the accent on her own…

Till I actually came across an interview of Amy Macdonald… where her accent is exactly like my tutor’s.

Hahahahaha.

Search for an interview of her; that accent was the one that made me skip to my seminars even though it was at 9 in the morning during the winter semester.

Heh heh.

Oh, though, unlike Tennant, I didn’t actually start liking Macdonald due to her accent. Searched for her songs first. And I absolutely love This is the Life.

I just started liking her more due to her adorable accent.

Hahaha.

And I would really want to carry her around in my pocket. Let her sing to me all the time. Hahaha. Would be great to just sit down and have a chat with her as well. About anything; so long as she talks more. Just so bloody adorable.

I got ridiculously giggly when I was in Edinburgh.

Give me Scottish accent over Irish anytime. Seriously.

Beda, you’re nuts preferring Irish over Scottish. Hahaha.

Oh, and like Tennant, I “discovered” Amy Macdonald through clips of The Graham Norton Show.

Hahahaha.

Oh, and I also love Jo Brand. Just thought I should let you know. She’s just so bloody funnyyy!!!!!

Anyway, on MacBooks… I absolutely love the blog Stuff White People Like. Faliq showed me the website when he was saying how everyone seems to want to get a Mac. Ah well…

Still, it just tickledme to no end… The part where they were mocking Apple and Toyota Prius… That I have decided that I would want to drive a Toyota Prius with an Apple logo stucked on the rear of the car. Hahaha.

And I would try to be as whitebread-like as possible. Try to like as much as the stereotyped white people like, as shown on that website.

Hehehe.

But yeah, if you love folk-ish music… I strongly recommend listening to Amy Macdonald. I absolutely love her!!

Oh, and I love Graham Norton. Hahaha. He’s just so bloody funny!!!!!!!!

Screw leggings.

Screw the use of leggings in the movie Twilight.

Screw it all!!

2 hours after using iTunes again and I’ve succumbed…

I want a bloody MacBook Pro!! The 17 inch one with the illuminated keyboard and alluminium cover. The bloody greenest laptop ever.

Screw you!! I may hate silver cars, but I love silver lappies. Hahaha.

Okay I admit I wanted the black MacBook…

Still… If can get the greenest notebook available, why not eh?

Arrggghhhh!!!

Next on the list would be to get a manual car. Especially if I’m really going to work in the civil service. Highway most of the way. I don’t think I’ll be able to afford a hybrid car. But definitely a manual car. Small manual car. Nyahaha. And I’ll be a big road bully. Hahaha.

I’m such a tree hugging hippy. Man…

Snowman suicides

I realize that I haven’t sent all my Snowman Suicide Christmas cards. I feel horrid. It is soooo late already. And I haven’t even gotten the cards I want to send to my former tutors. I knoowww!!! So horrible!! Arrgghhhh!!! So tomorrow I definitely need to make time to go to 1Utama and get that gorgeous card that I gave to my personal tutor. I’m sending everyone that!! It’s just so pweedeeee!!!!

And I am sooooooo in lust over the new MacBook!!!! Waaahhhh!!! I waaannnttt!!! And so environmentally friendly too!!

I want a black MacBook. No white for me!

And the 2.4GHz one because it has illuminated keyboard!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!

OMG Twilight has made me so obsessed over the silly things in the movie; Bella’s MacBook, the Score, the original soundtrack, the unacceptability of Bella wearing leggings and tennis shoes to prom… Everything but the supposedly “perfect” Edward and the actor playing it.

But really, how am I supposed to think he looks perfect when I think he looked so much better playing Cedric Diggory?

Probably the “loyalty” to Diggory, I suppose.

I hate Harry Potter; the character.

Man, I feel like I should have screamed when the puuurrdeeeeeeeee MacBook came on screen.

It really was the prettiest thing in the WHOLE movie. Even the vampires looked ridiculous next to it.

To me anyway!!

Hahahahahaha

Arrrggghhhh!!! I want a MacBook!!!!!!

6k is just so expensive man. I need to work!!! I need an actual job!!

Fine!! Will be hunting for one soon!!

Hope the recession wouldn’t hit Malaysia till I get a job!!

Or maybe I should wait patiently till the prices of everything crashes. Muahahaha.

This is such a bimbotic post. Just that I am not ogling a guy but a gadget. Hahahaha.

I found it!!!

Hahahahahahahahahaha!!

Twilight: The Score, baby!!!

Downloading it now. Nyeh nyeh nyeh.

Aaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So excited!!!!!!

Hahahahahaha.

Yes yes, I am obsessed. Hahahahaha.

Lets hope it is really the score, not the OST yet again.

OMG OMG OMG.

Heeee.

I don’t really have a choice; seriously!! It is not available in the shops in Malaysia. C’mon!! And it’ll be too late to buy on amazon.co.uk and get it posted to Ireland for Fatin to bring back for me since she’s coming back on the 23rd…

OMG Lynn Hilary!!!!

Aaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

*shouts like an idiot*

Edit: OMG it is really the score!!! Hahahahahahaha

I am the happiest person alive at this second. I love Carter Burwell!!

Rational

My mother’s students used to find thoroughly amusing that their tutor’s child seem to be the exception to most economic theory.

Let me explain that; it makes it sound that I am an economic being instead of a biological being.

It really is to how I would approach something. If all “rational consumers” act the way I do… The economic theory would fail. I am the exact opposite of a rational consumer.

The most frequent occurence is how I respond to advertisements; ceteris paribus, when the supplier increases advertisement, I reduce consumption instead of increasing it.

Why?

Because if I lower my consumption/ demand for it, they would have less revenue. Less revenue would mean they have less money to pay for advertisements.

That’s an example of how my twisted mind thinks. I’m too lazy to give others. Haha.

However, I realize that there is now an exception.

That is of the MacBook.

The more frequent I see the damned thing in a movie, the more I want it.

The last movie being in Twilight, where Bella uses this really slick black MacBook.

I waaaaaaaannnnnntttttt!!!

Doesn’t help that my screen is being an idiot right now. Hrmph.

Murakami

I started reading Murakami’s Norweigian Wood.

I got it last Monday at MPH for RM39.90.

Got me thinking, he should change his name to Mahalkami instead.

Hehehe.

Sony Ericsson

I am rather fed up with my k850i.

Okay fine, it is a good phone, good camera (reasonable anyway compared to my p5100; but good for a camera phone) and has an mp3 player with comfortable earphones.

However, the biggest problem I had was that it sometimes dies for no reason. Suddenly, out of the blue, it dies. Or restarts itself.

And the record is really bad since… I remember using my Samsung phone when I was in Dublin…

And even better… it died.

Or more like, it refuses to start.

Okay, it lights up when I press the on button, but it stays that way. The screen doesn’t light up.

And it is so annoying that the phone numbers are in the phone; not the simcard.

Urgh…

However, it’s a good thing that most of my friends are in the UK anyway. No one to text or call. Just family.

Still, next time I’m not getting a Sony-Ericsson anymore.

Hrmph.

I know Fatin doesn’t read my blog; the IP addresses that I get that’re from Ireland are from towns which I don’t know anyone there.

Nonetheless, little did she know that I am counting down the days she’s leaving Dublin/ arrives in Malaysia (I didn’t ask and I realize that it should be separated, and emphasized the difference, just in case “someone” stumbles along this entry and see the difference between the two); 23rd Dec.

Reason why?

Coz I am too stingy to pay the 3 euros more for the CD and the delivery when someone from Ireland is coming back in December to get Lynn Hilary’s album to be parcelled all the way to Malaysia.

Though I’m still thinking whether I should get the album.

However, I am certain in December I would ask her to get it.

Nonetheless, for now… I’ll just… do what I do best; procrastinate.

Heee,

Glad that you’re coming home, regardless of the fact you might not see this post!!

(Waahhhhhh. Yesterday daylight saving ended!! )

Oh yes, I couldn’t sleep. I’m disturbed. I wonder if I would be able to sleep soon… I’m soooo sleepy, but I’m a chicken.

A matter of principle

So, for the first time, my mother decided to be the one to do something as a matter of principle, even if we would loose economically.

That’s usually me. Oh, I do lots of such things, which annoys her to no end.

So it was quite a surprise when she yelled my name and called me down, and showed the bean sprout we got at Tesco just moments before that.

It was grossly overpriced.

Later, I found out, we were overcharged by RM2.40.

A lot, for bean sprouts anyway.

She insisted that we drove all the way there and get a refund.

I was reluctant as I was tired. We went around IKEA the whole day, only to discover that the stuff I wanted to get wouldn’t fit either cars we had; I had to call a cousin of mine for help.

Oh yes, we got the new car; a Toyota Vios.

And I’m hating the smell of the car. I never liked the smell of new cars anyway.

So it’ll be quite some time till I enter that car, if I can help it. Or if I do, I’ll make sure the windows are down.

So, my room is still bookrack-less, with my books everywhere.

Am reading Twilight by Stephenie Meyer now. Slowly giving it a chance… I’m only on the 3rd chapter… Though I have to say, it is a great book to flip through. Haha. Of all things. And despite the thickness of it, it’s bearable to hold while you’re lying on your bed.

It might be even lighter than The Amber Spyglass by Philip Pullman; the last book I read. Which I strongly recommend for you to read. Of course, read Northern Light/ The Golden Compass first. And don’t even think of judging the book by the movie; I didn’t watch it, but from the trailer I could see a lot of things were changed. And from wiki, the change wasn’t for the better.

Still, I’m skeptical as to whether I would like the book. Hmmm.

We’ll see, we’ll see…

2 hours

Was all it took for me to get to 1Utama and back. I was there for only about an hour. I surprised even myself.

I have no idea why but every time the cab driver asks me where should (s)he drop me, I would say old wing, even when I know that the only place I am heading to is in the new wing.

Went to MPH and got myself five books.

Oh yeah, five books.

Would have been six if I still bought Obama’s Dreams from my Father. However, I decided against it.

Barely keep to my budget. Was surprised that I was only short of 5 sens to bust the book budget after giving up Obama’s book.

Why 5 books?

The original plan is to get Obama’s and Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight. Oh, I was too lazy to sit down and watch a movie, even if it’s a musical. So I decided to just buy books. I have to say that the binding of Twilight makes it nice to flip. Heee. Of all things to consider. However, I am still reading The Amber Spyglass from Pullman’s His Dark Materials.

I got myself a dream dictionary, which is dirt cheap, and being a MRC member, I got it 30% off. Just got it for fun, and to answer some of my weird dreams. Though I can hardly separate dreams from reality nowadays, it’s scary.

I am quite grumpy over the fact that the movie tie-in of Cecelia Ahern’s PS I Love You is about RM4 cheaper than the normal covered one. One freaking Euro more; ok less than one Euro. Whatever.

And not only that, it is amongst books which MPH is selling 3 for 2. The movie tie-in, I mean.

However, the normal one is not included.

Arrggghhhh.

So I begrudgingly picked up the movie tie-in one, with the sequel to The Curious Incident of the Night Time Dog by Mark Haddon and A History of God by Karen Armstrong, which all qualify for the 3for2 offer.

Being used to the British tills where they automatically minus the offers with the lowest priced item, regardless the sequence which the cashier rings the item, I was surprised that the cashier had to do it manually. And the best bit is this; the cashier ringed Ahern’s, then Haddon’s, and then only Armstrong. The price goes higher following the sequence. And she minused the price of Armstrong’s book. *squells!!* So, I paid less RM49.90 instead of less RM31.90!! Wow. Hahaha. I am so happy!! I got a cheaper price than the price I was willing to pay!! Hahahahahahah. I am absolutely delighted!!

Which is how I got to keep within my book budget. Oh, and the fact I gave up Obama’s book. Maybe I shouldn’t have given it up. Hmmm…

I went into several shoe shops; being the typical shoe addict I am. However, surprise surprise!! I didn’t get any. I don’t know why but I just didn’t feel like it.

Have I lost the joy of getting a new  pair of shoes?

Or is it because I have so many sensible pumps already?

Or I can’t think of a reason why I need new shoes?

After all, I’m not working; I pretty much stay at home all the time. I try to refuse following my mother to open houses to avoid seeing people who asked me when will I be working, and just avoid people generally. Unlike last time where I wear heels all the time to college.

Sigh.

Now I miss my A-levels times. Though it sucked as well. Still, I got to wear my heels all the time. Hehehe.

Oh, I was surprised to see Lisa Kelly’s album in one of the music shops there. Though I know they carry quite a wide range of music. So I have till about December before deciding if I want Lynn Hilary’s album so as to ask Fatin if she could please please go to D2 to get it. Which is not far anyway. Hee

Now, I sooo need 2 bookracks. The first one would definitely be full by now. Ladida.

Car is arriving either tonight or tomorrow. Weee!!!

I must be content.

I must not think about it too much.

I had to arrange my books according to size to fit all the books I own on my book rack.

Well, not all, to be honest. The ones that I want to show off, I suppose. Hahaha.

I soooooo need a new book rack!!

And a lot more things, to be honest.

Aih… Wanna go IKEA!!!

A hah!!!!

Smitten Kitchen uses butter for her cupcake icing!!!!!

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

Damn, this makes me feel like trying!! Doesn’t help that I found that my mom has a set of icing decorating kit!!

Weeee!!!!

Maybe I should just screw law and human rights over and step over to baking. Since it makes me soooo happy. Human rights just make me miserable, thinking about the situation.

On another note, I can’t be bothered to talk about the budget anymore. I do have a draft of it, but I can’t be bothered to “perfect” it already. All my discussions with friends, my friends keep saying I’m a BN supporter, when I’m not even anybody’s supporter. I am just generally grateful for what little things the government is doing for us. I mean, we’re not in Utopia, and even in Utopia there might be problems as well. Though then you wouldn’t call it Utopia… Hmmm. Whatever. No point pondering what we didn’t get; concentrate on what we have gives us more happiness. Just thinking about what we could have gotten would just make you miserable. Don’t you think? Lets leave the critiquing to the learned unbiassed academics that would be able to give constructive criticism instead of just mamak style critique we Malaysians seem to enjoy. Probably why our mental health is deteriorating, in my opinion. Mine, I know is pretty much because of that. My GP even told me to not read the newspaper for at least 6 months. Settle my life first before the big picture. Not that I am listening; I still read the papers. However, just for finding any new interesting words for me to use…

So yeah, I don’t want people to bombard me with how I am a BN supporter and a typical Bumiputra and all. You know, the irony of people calling me a racist is that, they’re actually the one who is racist. They can’t imagine another person being able to think for people in general; it must be because of they think that their race is superior. So someone not supporting their race would be racist in their minds.

How ridiculously sad.

On Malaysian politics… My mom’s various contacts were telling her that the crossover on the 16th of September is a very real possibility. Not really caring about what happened in Parliament, she thought, whatever. Initially. Then people started saying the possibility of the UMNO people not allowing their members to change their party suddenly.

Which might mean a repetition of the May 13th incident.

My mom wasn’t around during that period; she was already in Australia doing her first degree (which is why she gets extremely annoyed when people say she wouldn’t be anywhere if she weren’t considered a Malay officially. She’s biologically Chinese. However, just think, if she went away before even the event that created NEP was even in the minds of people, how in the world could she benefit from it?). She only heard what  had happened.

And my mother being my mother, she decided we should stock up on food, just in case it happens!! Even though she was never a Scout, she still subscribe to the “Be prepared” motto.

So when we went to Tesco today…

… our total was more than RM500. -_-

I honestly think she overdid it.

15kgs of rice!! And we hardly eat rice in the first place!!!

Canned food, boxes of milk, dried food, cookies, cereal… OMG.

I was too embarrassed to even take a picture of the amount of food we bought.

And even if I did take a picture of it… I wouldn’t put it up on my blog.

Not that my internet connection allows it anyway!!

Hahahahahahaha.

Horror

I just dragged back everything I owned from the next room… And I am not sure how to arrange them.

And I haven’t gotten rid of everything that I wanted to get rid of.

And to ditch the things that shouldn’t be in my room out of my room…

I feel so bloody tired!! I slept like the whole day, and slept again after iftar, and then wanted to sleep again after my bean curd binging session.

Instead, I did the long overdue plucking of my eyebrows.

Now my eyelids hurt and I’m crying. Well, my eyes are wet anyway.

No way will I able to store all of the things away.

Not forgetting the 6 boxes and a suitcase that’s arriving at Port Klang this weekend!!

Damn it!! I need to go to IKEA!! There’s this really nice rack thingy… They put it amongst toilet stuff… However, I think it is just too pretty to put in the toilet.

Though I should get some storage place for the things in my toilet. Imagine, I use different washes for my legs, my back and the rest of my body. Neck up and ankle down not included!!

I’m sure guys wonder what the heck do girls do while showering.

Don’t even have to be guys; my mom wonder why do I need so many things in the bathroom!!

Sometimes I wish we were in poverty so that I wouldn’t have this many choices. I have no idea who am I being vain for!!

Oh yes, for myself. I forgot.

I’m thinking of getting a table to put in the middle of the room. Or more like in the middle of the carpet at the foot of my bed, so that I’ll be able to use my laptop on a table. And write on a table. Instead of having horrible bed hygiene and do everything in bed. And worsen my insomnia. More like, I find it hard to fall asleep.

Oooohhh!!! My lava lamp!! I’m excited!! Hehehe.

I rearranged my books. I now have one rather empty shelf and one rather full one on my rack. I read waaayyyy too many chic lits during high school and college period. Goodness!! And I haven’t read all of them, come to think of it. Well, not all are chic lits, but it’s, you know, by female authors and is the latest fiction that I can’t really classify as fantasy-like. It’s about normal people, with nothing extraordinary… They have normal job–or as normal as you can imagine, like being clowns–instead of having magical powers or robbing the rich to give to the poor (I have a quite feminist retelling of Robin Hood. Suprisingly, I like it) or going to a restaurant at the end dof the universe. Actually no, I realize, all of them have a similar theme; love. They’re romance books, though not the grossly romance-type books with the kinky pictures. Romance is just one of the themes in the book; If You Could See Me Now has it, unrequited love (or not possible to be reciprocated, since Elizabeth stopped seeing Ivan), In Her Shoes and The Wedding Date are between siblings (and the “normal” type as well on the side). I’m sure The Other Side of the Story would also have some romance element to it.

Okay, so The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy also has it, in a way, between Arthur Dent and Trillian, but, I don’t know… Didn’t fit.

Fine, I can’t rationalize how I arranged the books myself. So sue me. Bleh.

My laundry basket is full with my plushies. Only the small ones. I have 3 normal sized ones on my bed. I also have quite a few on the floor. And more in the boxes. Oh maaannn… And I want to get this big sheep plushie which cost RM89.90. Is it worth it? It’s like 3 feet tall. Maybe less, I’m not sure. I’m soooo soooo tempted!!

Maybe I’ll get it to replace Beep. It’ll be a cheaper version, anyway, since I wouldn’t have to feed it.

However, if I got Beep, it’ll be able to play with me… I wouldn’t need to move it.

I want Beep :’(

Biggest regret for not pursuing the Queen’s offer. Sigh. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppp!!!!

Gahh!! Seriously, how am I going to arranged all my plushies????

Though admittedly, there’s not that many of them since my mom decided to get rid of some of them. Hrmph. She used the reason of my allergies.

“They’re too old and falling apart and would just be collecting dust.”

She was smart enough to get rid of them before I came back. And when I did, the room just got too messy for me to realize some were missing.

Sigh…

That should be a good reason to get the uber big sheep, right???

Amagad!! Latte!! My first teddy in England!!! It’s arriving soon!!

Hahahahaha.

Excuse the silly name. Mel named it and she’s a coffee addict. Maybe not as bad as I am. Still, just as bad since the teddies that she named are mostly after beverages. Hahaha.

OMG I realized two of my oldest teddies don’t actually have names. I’ve just been calling them “teddyyyy!!!”

I’ll just name one Theodore and the other Theodora. How about that?

Somehow it doesn’t sound as nice as the name Fatin gave my new lamb. Aine Mairead. So sweet… And not frustrating to type, unlike Caoimhe. Hahaha

Oh, as I have space to fill more books, I am building a book list. I already have 20 authors with 32 books in total. I itemize according to the authors. Any recommendations?

Most of the books currently on the list is to complete the set I have. Hehe.

Ah well… I better go eat for sahur and go to bed and zzzzzz. And wake up to check on the French course!!

Tata!!

Oh, on my previous post; I do not have an eating disorder. I think I grossly exaggerated. Or more like, let the silence exaggerate. I ate the 6 tubs of bean curd in the space of about 6 hours. Not the food shoving kind of binge. Still, I would think it is a large amount. Nonetheless, it didn’t stop me from feeling hungry now. Bleh.

Cuppacakes

I finally braved myself and went to the +wondermilk cafe in front of my house. I didn’t want to just buy a box without trying their icing.

I’m quite particular when it comes to the icing. I can’t take icing that is too sweet or where the sugar could still be felt, i.e. where it is not beaten well.

I like the sweetness of sugar. However, I don’t like the taste of sugar itself without it being mixed with other things. I have a sweet tooth (just one. Hehe), but I’m not the type of girl who would dip her finger into the sugar bowl.

Oh, I love eating cookie/cake batter. However, I would always make sure it is well mixed. I always make sure the sugar is well beaten.

With the exception of rubbed in recipes. Those, it is usually because they want to use the sugar to make it crispy. Why do you think the nestum cookies were so yummy?

I get headache if there’s too much not well beaten sugar.

I’m also a snob. I was wondering if they used margarine for their icing… I prefer to go without.

However, let me also say that people usually use margarine for making icing. Butter doesn’t have the same consistency at all temperature. So, in a way, I’m asking the impossible. Which is why I usually go without.

They do use margerine, as far as I can tell. And the sugar, at least on the icing that was on my cuppacake, could still be felt. So no worrying that I’ll cross the road everyday to get cuppacakes

With the maxi costing RM4.50 each, it is quite pricey. However, when you look at them, you know why they have to charge that price. It is a work of art. And the size of the cuppacakes!! They need loads of patience that I don’t possess. I think due to that it is worth it, margerine icing and all

However, I love their chocolate icing. Absolutely heavenly. Ahhh… And their chocolate-based cuppacakes. Amagad!!

Maybe I might cross the road and get them once in a while…

Nonetheless, I am a bit disappointed with the chocolate chip ones. It doesn’t look as if the chocolate chip is in the batter. It is like… they dropped chocolate chip at the base of the cup, and then they pour in the vanilla batter. I can understand the using of the same batter, but could it be, after you mix the vanilla batter, you take some of it into another bowl and mix chocolate chip inside the batter? It would make it yummier, in my opinion. (I hope this would be taken as a constructive criticism; I am telling you what I think could make it better after all…)

Oh, I don’t use “in my humble opinion.” Because I find people using it are kind of hypocretes. They usually don’t sound humble at all, and saying that it is their humble opinion doesn’t make it sound humble. Or at least, to me it doesn’t.

Oh, and orders need to be placed at least a week before the event. I’m afraid I wouldn’t be ordering them for our sleepover if it’s going to be next week, as Beda suggested. I’ll get the one piece ones, alright? All of you love chocolate? I’m getting the chocolate icing ones only unless you indicate otherwise. I’ll ask you on msn or text you about it anyway.

Backlog

OMG. I was looking at the amount of backlog I have… It’s been since my mom arrived in England, I think. I am quite positive I didn’t write about Prague. Hahahahahaha. This is bad…

I’ll go through my computer if I have anything that I typed about that time. I’ll write from the top of my memory now.

I didn’t take as much pictures in Prague as I did in Norway. I don’t know why, but I feel like my mom judges me when I take silly pictures. So I am more refrained when I’m with her. It also didn’t help that I got my period at that time. Miserable time, seriously. We did a lot of walking as most of the Prague tours are walking tours. It makes it easier for you to observe the architecture, the difference and the beauty of it all.

We went on the free Prague tour, where it is financed by the tips we give to the guides. I thought it was worth it; the guides were enthusiastic and energetic, and knew their stuff. Quite amazing that they do it voluntarily. Especially considering how hot Prague was. OMG it was like Malaysia, with less humidity and no fan. Torture!! Nonetheless, it was amazing.

My mom’s main reason for choosing Prague was the Bohemian Crystals. Haha. My mom loves all these silly things. Alright, I love sillier things. Still, don’t we all love some kind of silly things? We got quite a few… finished our cash… then… on the way back to get our things to go to the airport… We saw… a beautiful blue crystal stand. Something she always wanted since she saw her friend got it–those days when it was still Czechoslovakia and is a communist country. Then it was much cheaper, it seems. Still, it was beautiful. And I was being my typical “if you like it, why don’t you just get it?” self. Haha. Okay, I adjust this according to the income people have. If you don’t have much, I’ll say, “you don’t need that; buy it later. It’ll be there.” Hehe.

She manage to established that her marginal utility would definitely be positive (economist talk here), so she got out her credit card and got it without a second thought. Nyeh nyeh. And we hand carried it to East Midlands and back to Malaysia. We hand carried the blue crystals (she bought two more) and shipped the white crystals. I can’t remember how many in total she got. We didn’t get those thin hand painted ones, but the thick ones with the cuts; where the cuts make the pattern. I prefer those. Somehow the painted ones look cheap to me. *shrugs*

Got back, feeling super tired, we just slept through. My cousin was supposed to come over the weekend. Oh, we went to Prague from the 1st to the 4th of July, night of Friday. We arrived at my (former) place after midnight anyway. When she called at about noon, she was already in Sheffield to see her friend, where we headed in the end at night. She came and my mom thought that she would be staying with us; she wanted to cook rendang and make karipap for my cousin since she’s a busy busy woman; she;s a maxillofacial surgeon. My mom wanted to go to an outlet store to buy leather shoes–my mom always prefers buying leather shoes outside of Malaysia. She says it’s cheaper. Who am I to judge? I don’t know since I buy chaplang ones. Haha. The nearest was in Mansfield, which is on the way to Sheffield from my place. As she came quite late already, we thought it would be unlikely to be able to catch the place, so why not just go all the way to Sheffield and make the things there?

Spent the whole night cooking and making the karipaps. Used wine bottles instead of rolling pin as I forgot to bring mine. Some Muslim might call our karipaps non-halal because of that, but screw you. We didn’t put a drop of wine in anything. Oh well. *shrugs*

I love her friend’s place. Well, my friend as well, to be honest. I met her when I went down to London the first time in my first year. Actually no, I met her when she and my cousin went up for one of my cousin’s many exams and drop by my place on my second day of term in my first year. Anyway, yeah, her place is lovely. A small semi-detached house with two bedroom. It’s just quaint and nice; I don’t know how to describe it. The kitchen is big for a British home… hmmm… It goes a lot to her homemaking skills though. I suspect that if it was my place… Well… it wouldn’t be as lovely as I am one lazy person. Haha.

Went to Mansfield and I got perfumes. OMG I paid about 10 pounds for 2 Elizabeth Arden perfumes; 100ml Sunflower and 30ml Green Tea. Freaking cheap, right? I can’t remember what else I got though… Jeans… Lotions from M&S… Ooohhh!! My sheep teapot set for one from Whittard!! OMG so excited that it’s arriving soon!! Weee!! And my mom insisted that I got the matching mug. I wanted to get the plate as well but it was finished. Somehow I regret not getting the Winnie the Pooh teapot as well. Oh well… When I start earning, I suppose.

Arrived home, exhausted–obviously–and had to pack for our trip to York and Edinburgh, which was the next morning. Our train was at 7. Crazy hectic traveling non-stop. Arrived at York and decided, why don’t we just go straight to the B&B as my mom felt that out backpacks were too heavy to bring to Castle Howard. York is beautiful!! I miss it loads. I don’t know why but it is so relaxing, to me. Went to the B&B and the landlady graciously allowed us to leave our bags there even though we said we’ll come later (check in time was much later as well). When we were going back to the train station to catch the bus to Howard Castle, it started raining. The bus driver initially refused to let us go as it was raining so heavily, but I manage to convince him that since it’s my last fortnight in England, I wanted to see a castle!! As if I haven’t seen one. Haha. Still, I got to go. Haha. The scene was beautiful, but I was tired, so I slept along the way.

The place is gorgeous!! My mom said she died and went to heaven, with the amount of fine bone China that greeted us when we entered. Hahaha. Though on closer inspection, she didn’t quite like the design. Still. The place is gorgeous. It is where they filmed Brideshead Revisited. Their gardens is absolutely amazing. Pity that it was still raining heavily. Oh, they also have this glass blowing shop, which sells absolutely gorgeous stuff. Really one of a kind; Jorvik glass. I got a pretty windchime there; even though it’s pink and my room is blue. It’s just absolutely adorable!! My mom got a Wall Hanger, which she has no idea where to hang as it is rather heavy.

Came back to York and had the wonderful Turkish dinner which my mom still talks about. The lamb was absolutely heavenly. The meat just falls off the bone when you touch it. Yum!! Crap, I’m salivating now. Hahaha.

The next day we just went around York. Wanted to have tea at Betty’s but the place was full. Didn’t want to miss our train to Edinburgh and we were quite full anyway. Got shortbread from Little Betty’s, which my mom thinks is the best one around. Hrmph. I still think Irish ones are better. Which I just finished. Haha. Crap. Now no more. Going to ask Fatin to bring back some when she comes back in December. My mom didn’t feel like entering yet another church, so we didn’t enter the Minster. We actually bought shoes in York. Well, not “we” really… My mom did. I just tried on the outrageous shoes that I would buy but only behind my mom’s back. Hahaha.

There was an antique store near our B&B, but the owner refused to let my mom in. I don’t get why does he need a shop if he doesn’t welcome customers in? Absolutely weird. Oh, I got an adorable sheep which I remember I couldn’t post the picture on the train. I still can’t, sadly. I don’t get why my laptop acts up when I’m using wireless. Hrmph.

It was soooo cool to go online on the train. Hahaha. I don’t know why but it was sooo cool. Hahaha. I think I’m being silly. Haha. Oh well. I remember we had to stop somewhere because some alarm was triggered. And outside the train was a sheep farm!! OMG!! And the sheep were looking in curiously. Soooo cute!!! If I could get off, I would have kidnapped one of them!! Hahahahaha.

I once told Faliq, when you look at sheep, they look as if they’re smiling all the time. Apart from Gemuk McGrumpy, at least. Haha. And look at cats; they look grumpy all the time. Hahahahahahaha.

When the train arrived at Edinburgh, when we got off, there was this guy with the biggest briefcase I’ve ever seen. Seriously, it was HUGE!!!!! He looks a bit like Chad Michael Murray, but with bigger eyes. Don’t you thick Chad Michael Murray bermata sepet? I always thought so… Hahahahaha.

I have to say that Edinburgh is hilly. However, not as bad as Durham. Hahahaha. How are you missing Durham, Amni? Hahahahahahahahaha

Hmmm… What did we do in Edinburgh? We walked around before the sun set. Walked at the park along Princess Street… My mom wanted to go on the tour around Highland Scotland, but it was full. Oh well. I preferred just going around Edinburgh, which we did. Hahaha. Our only full day was spent walking around the Royal Mile. Oh, first we went to the Holyrood Palace. We had typical Scottish weather; rain rain rain. Still, it didn’t dampen my spirits. Nyeh nyeh. We entered the Parliament for a bit, but since I wasn’t a big fan of devolution anyway (I manage to get my Constitutional Law tutor to tell me that if I promise him to only skip devolution (hahahaha. That wasn’t the only one!!), I should be alright. Haha), we left after I got an adorable teddy. Hehehe. I have to say, I went in and out of the shops, getting sheep and looking at things for gifts. It was fun, though my mom was not in the mood. She keep swatting my suggestions. I regret not getting quite a few things. Sigh. She felt too tired and decided to go back to our hotel and let me go about on my own… Went about on my own, which is when I met that guy who somewhat changed my accent. I’ll finish the entry on that and not bother here.

I do love Edinburgh. I absolutely love it, hilliness and all. I do wish I could go there again. Probably live there maybe? Oh I don’t know. It’s just… *shrugs* I prefer it to Dublin (says the person who hardly went out bed when she was in Dublin). Okay, maybe I’m judging purely on the accents… Hahaha

Oh God… We arrived at my place at night. Sooo exhausted!! Oh, we didn’t go to Edinburgh Castle; my mom has been there and I’ve been to Warwick Castle, so I thought it wasn’t worth it. Also, we had our train to catch!! They recommended 2 hours, but I knew that I’ll take my own sweet time and might miss the train. So, nahh… Spend the day tidying up my room…

The next day, a Saturday, we went down to London to go to Portobello Road. Brought some of our luggages to Faliq’s as we were flying off the next week. Thank God we did that, as our luggages were super heavy the next week!! Oh, my mom is also an antique freak. Haha. However, we didn’t get anything there except two china flowers. No idea what are they called really. My mom said it is a bargain. Alright then… Nonetheless, we had the best nectarines ever!! We didn’t bother washing it; it was just soooo goood!!!!! Aphrodisiac!! I miss them… that old granny with the awesome nectarines. Hahahaha.

The tube was horrid though. The Circle and District line was closed. At least from St Pancras we just took the Piccadilly line down to Earl’s Court and changed to Kensington Olympia. However, it was a nightmare to get to Notting Hill Gate. I would never want to take the Jubilee line if I ever have to. Urgh. It is soooo far from the other lines!!! Bleurgh. It also didn’t help when we were going back, the Central line was horribly delayed as someone fell under the train (??? I’ve no idea how it happened, really!! That was the notice they tell us anyway!!) at Queensway. It was so bad that we decided we’ll just wait at St Pancras for our train. However, when we wanted to get off at Holborn to change to the Piccadilly line, people were rushing in that I almost couldn’t get out!! How bloody rude and impatient!! It’s absolutely ridiculous, especially considering that you’ll only save few minutes. It’s the bloody weekend!! And what is a few minutes when your life is at stake? It was at stake, seriously, considering that the train was so full and could hardly close properly, yet people still want to force themselves in. It was really scary…

Got back and felt super tired, so we slept. We woke up in the middle of the night with my mom deciding, why don’t we make karipaps? Alright, I thought, since I wasn’t feeling sleepy anymore.

Oh, when we were at Sheffield, I told my cousin that we planned to go down to London to go to Portobello Road. Oh, the said cousin is Malay, and according to my surgeon (they were in the same batch), a good cook. I’ve tasted her cooking and it is quite good la. Anyway, she said that we should continue walking till we get to a bridge; underneath it there is a Malaysian restaurant called Makan, which literally means “eat”. And the food there would make it worth walking all the way to get there. To be honest, when we were there, we forgot about it and continued walking as my mom didn’t want to miss anything. We saw a restaurant and thought, why don’t we get a drink, as we stupidly didn’t bring any. Saw Malaysian snacks, so I glanced up, wondering what is the name of the shop. When I saw the name, I remembered what my cousin said. I was like “Mommy!! This must be the place Naseem meant!!”

Huh!! The food looked absolutely pathetic. The karipap was like those that you used the mold; not folded with your own hands. And it was shortcrust pastry instead of layered ones. My mom literally stomped off, wondering what in the world is wrong with her niece who supposedly could cool really well.

So while we were making the karipaps… My mom started to be Mat Jenin. In Malay folklore, Mat Jenin is this guy who is always fantasizing of a better life. Quite a grandiose dude. What was my mom fantasizing? I think I mentioned before… Nonetheless, she was fantasizing that she will build a karipap empire. All starting off with just bringing competition to Makan. I’m not being biased due to being her daughter, but she does make good karipaps. With her filling and my aunt’s skin… they can rule the world of karipaps. Seriously. So she’ll start with selling outside of Makan with the karipaps in the basket, where she will win all Makan customers just from the karipap. And in no time, Makan would run out of business and would have to move. My mom would take over the shop and start selling more things… And everyone in London would come to her place and patronize her place and her place only.

Seriously, Ma.

I couldn’t stop laughing at it. And when I put on my facebook status that I am laughing at her karipap empire dreams, quite a few people wrote on my wall telling me they support me.

Hahahahahahahaha.

Now she’s back in her actual area of specialization; poverty.

Sorry to disappoint.

I think I’ve finished what happened in England… Oh, the trip to Stoke-Upon-Trent for the fine bone china. Not much; we got a set for 12. Pattern both of us liked, and not made in England but Bangladesh. Hehehehehe. Oh well..

Mac

Staring at my laptop, feeling frustrated, I yelled out “I want a Mac!!”

My mom stopped her tap tapping away on the desktop, turned and looked at me.

“Why didn’t you find one when we were in Scotland? Why wait till we come back to Malaysia?”

Oh sheesh…

“Ma, I want a Macbook, not someone with the surname Mac!! What am I going to do with him/her anyway?”

Fasting month

Starting from tomorrow–or more like, today–Muslims around the world would be fasting. It’s nice to start it back home, in a Muslim country, where it is consistent for the whole country that the Malaysian Muslims would be fasting at the same time. Nonetheless, the Islamic Society from Uni sent an email telling that Ramadhan starts on the first of September there too. Nonetheless, as for me, I usually fast on the later date of the however many dates of the first of Ramadhan available in England. This is due to the fact that we are forbidden to fast on the last day before Ramadhan. No idea why. Actually, likely I’ve forgotten. So I skip it, and replace it after Ramadhan.

Nonetheless, last year was my record breaking only fasting 10 days in Ramadhan. And I didn’t replace. I don’t think I have to. I had–still have actually–problems with my upper GI system. I’m still burping regardless the amount of PPI I took. Sigh. My psychiatrist advised that I shouldn’t fast. I feel guilty enough; I’ll fast. Just that if the gastric gets bad–I’m getting it again–I’ll break the fast. Okay, fine. I’ll stop when the first butterfly tries to flutter its wings.

Nonetheless, fasting month means one good thing; I would need to stick to a schedule. I would need to take my meds at a certain time as I can’t–or shouldn’t–take them when the sun is up. So… hopefully things would be more stable now.

Hopefully.

I need my goddamn therapy!!!!!

When are the exams finishing?

Oh yeah, next week. And the week after she’s going away. So I’ll only see her on the 15th. Can’t wait!!

Ooooooohhhhhh!!!!! My things are arriving on the 13th of September!! I’m so excited~!! I thought they were arriving in December. OMG I get to see my sheep!!!! And my teapot set!!! And my Black Sheep mug and my Baa mug and my and my and my.

Hahahahahaha.

I miss them soooo much!!!!

Which is why I decided I must must MUST try and tidy up my room. Which I’m succeeding, since I have bought most of the stuff I wanted to get. 3 years of stocking up for the whole year is a hard habit to break.

Oh crap!! My nose spray!!

*Runs to get it and sprays my nostrils*

Sigh. I wonder if I would need to ask my friend to request a prescription for me and get my medication from England. I know, it’s ridiculous. However, I haven’t seen my ENT for over a year. I need to see him again before I get my meds.

Wonder if I could try convince my psychiatrist I so so desperately need it. I mean, it is in my records and I have been taking them…

Just that, I choose to burden the English taxpayers rather than Malaysians. They are burdened enough by the bloody rich eejits who do not think when buy those gas guzzlers.

Oh well.

Anyway, yeah, I have almost everything set to last me till next August, I think. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating. Especially on the shower gel front. Nevertheless, not the others, I think. And especially the body butter coming. Oooooo!! Hahahaha. Still, there’s a lot of things under my dressing table. Oh well. At least I know I am well stocked.

My wardrobe doesn’t seem that big. There’s more, but not much. Oh, I know my things are coming. Still, most of the stuff are mostly my coats and winter stuff, which I won’t be wearing here anyway. Still, my lost sheep will be back. Aahhhh. Need to get space for them!! Weee!!!!!

Exciting!!

I know I haven’t wrote about the budget. I’ve changed views. I don’t want to be another complaining voice but a grateful one. It is not easy being the government.

Nonetheless, I absolutely love this quote from Round Ireland with a Fridge on politicians… Or what politicians should do more:

“Shrugging, I decided, was good. More people should shrug. You never see a politician shrug (they see it as a sign of weakness), but surely one of the reasons the problems in Northern Ireland have been prolonged is because the politicians on either side never shrug. There is no other physical gesture which comes as close to an embodiment of the fridge philosophy-a quiet acceptance of what has gone, and a healthy lack of concern about what is to come.”
Tony Hawks, pp151-152; written in 1998.

Hehehehehehehehehehehe.

After all, we never had something that happened as bad as it did in Northern Ireland, right?

Don’t lie!! My Malaysian and Northern Irish history is bad, but not THAT bad!!

Okay, Northern Irish much better condition than Malaysian, I admit, since I was reading the books on Northern Ireland while I procrastinate on doing my Criminal Justice and Public International Law essay.

What? That was the only thing that was keeping me sane!!!!!!!!!

Ah, Rudi, I do not know much still about Northern Irish abortion law. I remember one of the parties is fpaNI. However, I only know what NI stands for.

Hahahahahahaha.

Nonetheless, I remember our last seminar very well. Which was why I applied to Queen’s anyway.

Mission very the possible II

It was a success!!! Wahaha.

Well, my mom laughed at the amount I spent; gleefully saying that she’s glad I finally decided to expand my wardrobe. Typical.

Nevertheless, she did accept that I was being serious and decided on a figure I’ll get monthly, whether I work or don’t work.

And I’m happy that I manage to sway her to my way of thinking!!

Weeee!!!!

Grand total

Well it is not so grand, to be honest. And I lost one of the receipts. Sigh. Oh well…

I spent RM 1159.05–so far; I’m going to 1Utama later–on clothes; and shoes. However, shoes not so much. Mostly are clothes. Hehehe.

My mom should be on the plane right now. She went to Canada for 3 bloody days!!!

I know!! Crazy right? For a conference which lasted only one and a half days!! She went halfway across the world, with the amount of time spent traveling to the place taking just slightly less than the amount she was there.

Seriously, sometimes conference can be ridiculous. They wouldn’t pay for extra time to make your trip worth it. Just come, present your paper, listen to other people’s paper, and good bye.

Even crazier that my mom was willing to go through it… for the hopes of flying via London and be able to shop more there.

Oh, it is in Waterloo… about 2 hours from Ottawa, she said.

Going to buy quite a number of things in 1utama. Doing most of my makeup shopping. I know I know, I said it’s a waste of money, but I can’t think of what more clothes do I need!! And I do wear them, so it won’t be wasted!!

Oooooo!! I’m reading the dictionary. Oh, of course not non-stop, silly!! I would go out of my mind if I did, I think. 5 new words a day. Huge emphasis on the word “new”; if not it’ll take forever for me to get from A to Z. I might die before I finish it!!

So I have a plan while I’m on my break; I’m going to learn French, while I work as a sales assistant (could be a pharmacy or Cats Whiskers) or a receptionist at a Spa (though with my skin condition they might not think it is a good thing) and a kitchen helper in a Japanese restaurant. Both part time, obviously; doubt I can juggle 2 full time jobs!! I want to do the kitchen helper one!!!! Might be able to learn how to cook!!

Will tell big ma’am tomorrow about it and what is her opinion about it, along with all the receipts. Hehehe.