the big move

yeah. sunday will be the big move. i got a job in Damansara uptown and will be moving there.

its nothing big really considering i'm still under probation for three months. i'm employed as Environmental Engineer. (which i dont know why they call it that but i still prefer to be called Geologist/Geoscientist). what company? this one:

AECOM Environment

but what's exciting is i'll be around when monsieur R is in Selangor for his semester break.

i'm going to miss Miri alot though. which is a bummer because i cant be in two place at one time.i love miri for the slow speed of life, the beaches and the people i love. i love kL because i can just get myself swallowed in the hustle bustle of a big city. like, real big city.

i think this place is gorgeous. Tanjong Lobang, Miri. 

 

The Wavebreaker, Tanjong Lobang, Miri

 

Sunlight and Shadows, Tanjong Lobang, Miri

i dont think i have pictures of the other beach - Esplanade Miri. which is another great beach hangout during the weekends. i think i'll be about 2 hours away from the beach after this. =.="

 

im going to miss this handsome guy here. Daddy.

he's always cracking jokes. 

will miss you very much Daddy.

 

this pretty amoi here, is my Mummy.

i'll definitely miss her cooking and her company for late night talks.

miss you so much Mummy :"(

this is bad. real bad. im not supposed to be so weak having to travel far from my parents. its supposed to be easy considering i was away for 4 years.

but somehow this time, it will be like for a long time before i can come back home.

pray my projects will always bring me close to home.

sigh. 

 

my idea of an ideal friend

the writing cap is on tonight.

seeing people from all walks of life made me realise how to be a little wise in choosing the people to be friends with.

honestly, i have a collection of friends who are both bad and good. the famously dubbed as the "bad-ones" are the drug addicts, gangsters, ah-longs, club-goers, kaki perempuan, bunuh orang that sort of people.

and then there are the "good-ones" who might be from the royal families, children of the country's diplomats, the nerds, the freaks or the never-come-out-of home type of friends.

but at the end of the day, all these classifying your friends into these two categories ain't going to help you to really get to know them better.

i think that no matter how mean/bad/cruel you are to yourself (hisap dadah ke, berparti sakan sampai siang ke), it doesn't really count when it comes to the value of a friendship.

a good friend, will always be there for you when you need them. evenhough they can just listen from the other end of the phone, talking to you for hours just listening to you pouring your heart out about your relationship problems or some family problems or maybe just something small like i can't complete my final year project because i couldn't stop partying every night.

that my dear, are good friends.

bad friends who you should not - i repeat, SHOULD NOT be friends with are the people who talk behind your back. yes, in front of you they appear to be the really-really-really nice people - innocent even, but trust me. you DO NOT WANT TO TRUST THEM.

senang cakap, orang yang nampak baik tapi kerjanya seharian cuba nak merosakkan hidup orang lain, to me are bad friends. tak layak diajak berkawan pun.

baik lagi kawan-kawan yang walaupun hidup mereka tu tunggang-terbalik penuh dengan masalah, tapi tetap ikhlas nak berkawan dengan kita dan tak akan menyakiti hati kita. 

i have a friend who did all the bad things in life. just mention it, he did it all. dropped out of school, alcoholic, "goyang-kepala", "sayur", he did it all i tell you. i met him at a supermarket yesterday and all he asked me about is how am i doing right now. before he left, he said, dont do what he did. "bukannya seronok pun semua benda tu."

and the most important advice i got from him is - which i will always carry with me all my life

tak kira lah kita ni jahat mana dengan diri sendiri, perangai merosakkan diri sendiri pun, jangan sekali-kali kita rosakkan hidup orang, kacau hidup orang dan sakitkan hati orang. hormat orang tua especially mak dan ayah. sayangkan diorang lebih daripada segalanya di dunia ni.

im not a good person either to advice you on these. but im speaking from experience. at some point in life, friends are like family.

wouldn't want a family to backstab you, right?

huh

something bad happened recently. like real bad that i refused to tell you. merely because its no use trying to satisfy what those bad people wants.

they sent you out on a wild goose chase, just so they can distract you and then destroy you.

if not completely, well, most part of it.

it happened on the same day i was celebrating something else. that it was supposed to be my happy day but it was slightly ruined.

people out there do nasty things to hurt us. and they wont succed in doing so because what we have right now is superstrong.

NEVER trust a stranger. easily put, never trust anyone lah.

dad said: best friend can sometimes become your worst enemy.

reason: they know ALOT about you to put you down.

final note:

(after i have done some human behavior study thingy)

and i find out something about humans
that differentiates us from animals are

if its worth fighting for, its worth fighting dirty for.

shitty right?

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about my fonts

oh dear. i have no idea that my font size is super small. i never really check the settings after i changed the background.

sorry guys/ladies.

anyways, i fixed it up. all your comments good or bad is welcomed!

and do lookout for more crazy-crazy stuff from me.

life starts at 22!

:P

i did it!

oh! oh! im loving this month! first of all there is the festive raya-raya (even if i didnt celebrate it as much but its still a reason to put on nice dress and make ups). hehe.

and second of all, i graduated! yeay! \(^^,)/

the ceremony was really grande! we marched in proudly (actually trying not to trip on the stairs). by the time i was on stage, all else blacked out from my mind except the Vice Chancellor holding The Book, and me trying not to trip on stage (again).

once the student representative mentioned sebenarnya kami tidaklah sehebat mana at the end of her speech, it struck me right at the heart. we weren't that great. its our parents who supported us (financially and emotionally) throughout the struggle that made us the successful graduate we are now. and kudos to friends who were always there for the fun-fun-fun moments.

i was just back from my convocation in kk, sabah yesterday. i was exhausted but thrilled at the fact that im not a student anymore. that im not binded by any student's law which requires you to NOT wear jeans to the library. =.="

but anyways, it was a blast. i arrived a week earlier to surprise monsieur R on his birthday. hoho. you should have seen that look on his face when he opened the door and saw me with a big Secret Recipe bag. hehehe. i lied to him that i will miss his birthday (again) this year since i can only come to sabah on the 9th. i actually bought the ticket immediately upon returning to miri after my internship and viola! a birthday surprise for monsieur R! mari kita tengok macam mana dia melahap Chocolate Indulgence kesayangan dia!

okay, i suddenly feel like eating this now!

 

hohoho! apa kelas pisau plastik secret recipe, ye tak?

 

Happy 22nd Birthday Bear!

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i had fun in kk jalan-jalan with my girls Nurul and Sharon.

i had to strap them with safety belt to prevent them from influencing me to shop things that i want so much but i never need in the first place.

window shopping is super fun! (not that i just realised it now) i tried on something that i might not dare to wear out in public but i think actually looked awesome on my hairy feet. HOT PANTS!

sebenanrnya tidak sesuai pun untuk kaki yang berbulu. =.="

so i ended up goofing around

and taking my time in the fitting room

the whole convocation thingy is exhausting me (and my parents, and my aunt in kk and monsieur R)

that i spent my saturday morning sleeping in until lunch

  but the best part of all,

I DID IT!

pre convocation panic attacks

oh shit. im having pre-convocation panic attacks.

1. the robes might be too long that i tripped on stage
2. my head might be too small for the square hat
3. the weather might be too hot that my make up cair
4. i might oversleep the night before that i'll miss my flight the next day

and recent events that i heard from friends ain't helping to ease down the panics.

a friend of a friend of mine just recently died in an accident. apparently they missed the exit that they're supposed to take somewhere in Klang, and accidentally hit a trailer. they died on the spot. my friend texted me while he was at the morgue identifying the late. he got a hole on his forehead.

so please friends, drive safe. dont rush.

better late than dead.

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