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Archive for July, 2007


It starts in my toes

I returned from my uncle’s 60th birthday celebration around an hour ago, and it was fun. Filled with laughter, and a few tears. It’s going to be a picture post, so I’ll let these babies do a little bit of the talking.


Me with my cousin’s son, Khairi. He’s so cute, isn’t he? :)

 


This is me squeezing Khairina, Khairi’s little sister.

 


A little pose with Liz, Qil and Siti before everything started.

 


The mobile drink stand. These things came up with the most refreshing iced Milos to cool us as it was quite a warm night. Nyum.

 


Don’t you think she looks like a DOLL? Hee! Hi, BABYDOLL!

 

 

 


Liz with our grandmother. <3!

 


My mother and I.

 


The birthday boy, giving a speech.

 


Getting all choked up. He had us in tears too!

That’s just about it, these were taken by Liz’s Sony DSC-T100, I conveniently left mine, hehe.

I have written a few posts in my mind, but I can’t seem to get them onto my blog yet. Maybe I need to sit down, take a breather (and maybe more alone time), and just let it out. Not now, though. I have a few other things to tend to.

I’m watching Transformers (again) tomorrow! Aren’t you excited?! Teehee.

Can’t help it, I love Transformers. I love getting comments too, so keep them coming! :D

Happy 61st and 60th! :D

Is this week going to be another week that PostSecret doesn’t update? I really can’t be bothered to read Frank’s note until the end. What did he say? Is the site going to be updated this week? No?

Speaking of PostSecret..


Taken from the site.

There is one pretty and smart girl in Transformers! The analyst! “Have you run the diagnostics?” didn’t sound right coming from her. Hehe. Not that I’m saying she doesn’t look smart. LOL. And Mikaela (Megan Fox) knew how to handle cars! Talk about being pretty and be able to let guys stick on to you!

Haha.

Just a thought or two.

It’s His Majesty the Sultan and Yang Di-Pertuan of Brunei Darussalam’s 61st birthday anniversary today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Best wishes from MY7THLIFE.NET! :)

My uncle’s celebrating his 60th birthday today as well, happy birthday to you!~ I’m going to busy from now until nighttime! Interestingly, I’ll be back by Monday. Think early Monday.

I really want to watch these movies:

Vacancy Hostel Part II Saw 4

I never knew I was into thrillers (or really just gory movies) until recently. I think I found this out when I have always had this rush when I want to watch a horror movie, but they leave me with sleepless nights, so I moved on to thrillers, since they don’t affect me at all. I had told a colleague this on air before: I just love the adrenaline rush, the feeling that that someone is after you.

Doesn’t happen in real life, does it? (Well, at least not in Brunei.)

So when Aaron told me that Hostel was way horrible than the Saw trilogy (minus Saw 4, because that’s going to come out Halloween 2007), I had since wanted to watch it. They say it’s really gory. I really want to see it for myself. I might pay a visit to Joey Joe’s and see if they have any in stock. Last time I talked to the owner of the shop, they haven’t got it because it’s sort of banned here? So they needed to know who wants the DVD and they can grant a few requests.

Joey Joe’s DVDs are of great quality, and thrillers suck when you can’t see or hear nothing. Anyway.

With Vacancy, and Saw 4, I want to catch these in the cinema. Vacancy is out already, but the show times this week are ridiculous! There’s one at 10.50AM, and the next one will be at midnight. Thanks, Harry Potter. Thanks to you, I can’t watch Vacancy without waking up at a ridiculous hour or getting an earful from my mom for going out at midnight.

Oh, I’ve watched Transformers twice. And I’m going to watch it again this Monday. With the extended family! I am going to have so much fun.

Feel For You by Joe

I can’t seem to find any place to share the audio, but on YouTube. So bear with Joe’s album cover for now. LOL.

This is my favourite part. :) View Full Article »

So here’s my “review” on Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix.

If you’re not watching it any time soon, you won’t be missing anything. The only fun I had was the characters and the events coming to life in the big screen. Sure, they left out details, and made Luna Lovegood seem so cute instead of weird and annoying. One of the sad moments in the book didn’t come to life, it wasn’t effective. (If I’m using the word correctly.)

I don’t know. I didn’t really enjoy it. I’ll give it 2 stars out of 5.

I want to watch Transformers again.

(Added: Oh, and did anyone realize that Ron Weasley was less funny in this Harry Potter installment?)

Should I keep on blogging?

I was just doing some random local blog-hopping just now, and reading up on a few married people’s lives. I know a few bloggers who have husband/wife and kids, so this never came to me, but as I was reading this one blog, I will keep it unnamed, a thought crept slowly into my brain, “Won’t they be busy with their wife and kids?” Or, husband and kids.

Didn’t know why I was thinking that since I’ve never really bothered with thinking about other people’s lives.

But then it brought me to mine. I have been blogging for, I don’t know, seven years, give or take? What’s going to happen when I get married? Because in my head, I have this visual that I’m always going to cater to my own husband and kids, and I won’t have time to tend to my blog. Catering to my husband, is of course, voluntary. Should the husband be the man I’m dating right now, I mean. :P

I’m really thinking about this, you know? Imagine waking up, preparing breakfast for your family. Then off to work, until late in the afternoon, the latest. Go back home, ask your husband and kids how their day went, feed them, then help your kids with their homework, or maybe just help them grow with the love that was missing while dear mummy was working, then cater to your husband’s needs — which is wajib (or mandatory) for a wife, really, so it’s a no-brainer.

In my head right now is that I probably won’t have time for a blog if I decide to have the family I plan to have. Can I fit blogging into my life then?

I don’t know. Bloggers who have families, enlighten me.

What’s happening tomorrow?

I am trying to re-read Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix to refresh my memory for tomorrow’s movie. I repeat: trying. I don’t know why it’s hard for me to complete a book in a day, like I used to in my yesteryears. It’s hard for me to stay focused on the book, and when that happens, I find myself wanting to do other things. I used to love re-reading my favourite books.

I used to love reading, full stop. Now, I can’t even finish the Cecelia Ahern book I mentioned (in previous posts.)

Guess I’ll have to not remember every detail of the book and enjoy the movie! It’s about time I enjoy Harry Potter movies anyway. :)

Can’t wait for tomorrow!

poster.jpgI knew it. I knew it was going to be a good day.

I promised the girls that I’d watch Transformers with them today, and so, after a very rave review from Aaron, and a whole lot of blogs I have read, I was a bit wary. I’m always the kind that gets bored with movies when told it’s amazing, or anything of the sort.

So I sat down, preparing myself to be bored. Then the action came barely 15 minutes into the movie (or later, as I may have lost track of time.) I was in awe of the first Decepticon, Starscream Blackout, was its name, if I’m not mistaken. Not much into the villains, but I thought they were pretty cool. The Autobots? They were just pretty. And nice.

I used to watch the Transformers cartoon series, but I had forgotten how they were like. I only remembered how Optimus Prime looked like — when he was both a truck and a robot — and the sounds they make when transforming. Even before the movie came out, I didn’t remember its name! Optimus Prime’s, that is.

I might be jumping on the bandwagon, but I LOVED IT. After the movie ended, I was gushing on how cool the movie was. I had loved how the vehicles transformed, I had loved the Chevrolet Camaro! (Which, if I’m not mistaken is out in 2008/9.) Hence, I thought Bumblebee was cute.

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Never have I found racing stripes on a yellow car so sexy in my life.

It. Was. Freaking. Cool.

I’m going to watch it again, this time with my mom and sister, tomorrow afternoon. I wish my dad was still alive, he would love the opportunity to watch a movie with us, especially Transformers. Sigh.

When they said Transformers was the movie of the year, they weren’t kidding!

Anyway. All in all, it was a good day. Had Capers for dinner, too, so I don’t know if that doesn’t add up to a good one. :)

Squinted and wondered

This is seriously fresh story. And I say, better me than her posting it up first, really. It is less embarrassing that way. LOL.

What with my late previous post (I just realized there is no time posted. It was past 2AM), I slept in for a bit. It’s now just a little after 11. Well, usually, I’d be awake by 10-ish anyway, so there’s not much difference.

BUT THAT IS NOT THE POINT!

I was sleeping like a baby when someone knocked on my door. I had thought it was my mom, leaving for the house early in the morning and get my pay vouchers from me so I can claim my salary for July. Then I realized it must already be late, so my bets were on my maid, telling me someone was on the phone. I didn’t have my glasses on, I surely don’t sleep with my contacts in my eyes, and I just woke up from deep sleep, I seriously had blurry vision, bordering blind. Then I saw someone standing there, and I squinted my eyes and wondered, “What is different with my maid today? Why is she holding this box? Did someone come with a package?”

Then, I squinted harder. It wasn’t my maid, IT WAS TIQ!! WITH A BOX OF KRISPY KREMES!!

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Taken by me, with simple editing. I think I do okay.

I was in shock for a few moments. Then, I went to pleasant surprise mode. I practically squealed and I don’t remember what happened next. I think we hugged. LOL. Then, she was laughing at me. So embarrassing, I bet I looked a state, and morning breath! OMG!

Seriously. Thank GOD I don’t sleep in the nude, Tiq. HOW DO YOU THINK IT WOULD BE LIKE? Haha. I really don’t like to think about that now. Eek.

Anyway, thanks, Tiq! You gave me a real pleasant surprise! :)

I have a feeling today’s going to be a good day. :D

Getting used to your absence

My back hurts.

This post is going to be all about me this morning, bear with me, or don’t read it.

I was out with a few friends for drinks (and food that was supposed to satisfy the needs of someone who’s half hungry, half full. ;)) First time I had talked about how I’m trying to cope while seeing people’s facial expressions and reactions. I have this fear of making people feel uncomfortable when I talk about my dad.

I am not one to be touchy-feely, and I assume others would be the same.

I was taught to be someone strong, someone who didn’t need hugs, who didn’t need to be told that they loved her.. just know that she is loved.

Now, I crave for the hugs, the I love yous, the I miss yous, because I grew up not getting any of them. Whenever I come to a hurdle in life, I go to my parents, they teach me that life is just that way. They don’t comfort me when I cry, they just tell me — of course in a soothing tone, “Sudah tah..” If I didn’t stop, my mom usually gets really mad at me, and I would force myself to stop.

Not that I have anything against how I was brought up; I cope well with situations this way.

But I didn’t realize that I had grown up to be someone who’s comfortable in talking about my feelings to a faceless audience. I didn’t realize that growing up like this would make me run away from the world and hide in my room.

Two nights ago, I talked to the boyfriend into the wee hours of the morning, and he mentioned my dad. I refer to him as bapa, so does he. I do not know why, but when he mentioned the word bapa, I broke down. I stopped having break downs in front of people on the third day after my dad passed away. It was.. weird. At that moment, I thought why did I ever think I could cope with this?

Then today, a friend, who had gone through a loss previously, told me, and I quote, “You will never get over it. You just have to get used to it.” I can’t agree with her more.

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