rindu

this expected feeling has returned yet again.like all the previous years,on at the exact time,i am missing bulan puasa.aku memang macamni,tiap kali nak habis raya,aku akan rindu bulan puasa.aku rasa tak penah dalam seumur hidup aku,aku tak rindu bulan puasa.even masa time aku tak stat puasa penuh lagi pun,perasaan rindu kat bulan puasa mesti ade.tahla,somehow bagi aku bulan puasa memang ade susana die sendiri yang buat kite ingat sampaailah the next raya.

masa bulan puasa tahun ni,aku banyak dengar lagu camera obscura,repeatedly.so tadi bila aku dengar balik lagu if looks could kill teringat balik time aku selalu makan nasi goreng seven eleven untuk sahur depan pc.teringat time sebelum pegi bazaar ramadhan aku dengar lagu tu dalam bilik kejap.teringat time aku online pastu dekat tv tengah ade 'jejak rasul' hehe.kalau bulan puasa masa darjah enam aku banyak dengar lagu missy elliot-work it(haha).sbb masa tu video clip die tiap hari rancak dimainkan di mtv ;p.so tiap kali terdengar lagu tu mesti teringat bulan puasa mase darjah enam.setengah orang maybe tak faham kenapa aku rindu,setengah orang mungkin boleh.tapi feeling ni memang tak boleh dibuang since dah lame dah.macam memang wajib rindu la bulan puasa tiap tahun.tu aku la.

skarang everything's settled.raye pun dah nak habis.raya?biase je la.sekejap je raya.aku tau memang aku banyak cakap pasal betapa cepatnye masa berlalu and whatnot an tapi sekarang ni aku nak cakap, yang mase..memang cepat berlalu pun and that's that an?tak boleh buat pape.lepas ni hello driver's licence and college for me.

old times

10 years ago i was:
eight years old and was really into school and thought that toys r' us was the coolest place on earth.i also collected polly pockets and was really into bike riding with friends aww :)

9 years ago i was:
nine years old.batu seremban and rope skipping was like the "ultimate thing" back then.its like,if you suck at them both then you're not cool enough or something(actually i made this up).most of my friends were really good at them both which made me look like a loser when we played.i remember i brought my batu seremban to school one day and got it rampas by my class teacher.luckily it only took me a simple "cikgu nak balik batu seremban boleh?" to get it back.we played rope skipping mostly during pj.as we all know every skipping routine has its own song and until today,i still do not understand the meaning to this"belu belat ikan kasar,evi evi the over".i mean,do you?

8 years ago i was:
ten years old.at that age i witnessed a classmate's finger whose name was azmi(chey ingat lagi) being acidentally slammed onto by a door.i think i was the only one who saw it from the beginning besides the boy who accidentally slammed it.azmi then just ran as quickly to the teacher's office,crying.kesian gile.after the incident we could see little left overs of flesh dekat kekisi pintu tu.sick aint it?heh

7 years ago i was:
eleven years old.strange but true,i was in the first class and surprisingly received good grades throughout the year.i don't know what happened.funny but still true,i even was selected to become a prefect.but then again,almost half of the school's students including my friends became prefects.time recess mesti macam segerombolan tu hijau je semua ahah.poyo je ;p

6 years ago i was:
twelve years old.gosh was i a nerd,and really really shy around boys.oh tapi tahun ni best.lots of ups and downs.eventhough i had tuition almost on everyday of the week ,but it was still the best year out of all my primary school years.me and my friends had our own spot at recess which was,in front of the girl's toilet.sometimes when teachers don't show up,we would lepak at the spot which we named "tempat berangin".we named it tempat berangin because each time we were there,we would get strong winds blowing from the beach beside our school.a perfect spot to escape from class stress.kan nisa?(if you're reading).the highlight of the year would be after upsr ended.we had a superfun trip to melaka-kl.and when our results were out i never knew i would cry.i mean really,really cry.

5 years ago i was:
thirteen,ok you get it.well i have to say that it wasn't a really good year for me.i had to move from my hometown of 13 years to a place which is 6 hours away.it was sad.i had a hard time ignoring the sadness and it made me hard to adapt to new things in a new environment.it took me a long time to really accept the change.i think,i cried in the toilet almost every morning since after i moved.on the exact year,i was also totally relieved and happy at the fact that well..puberty finally hit me.what?i was..

A year ago i was:
seventeeeen.i was on the verge of leaving school and i couldn't wait.everything seems quite surreal and time was moving so fast.spm pass by so quickly that even after months and months i still couldn't believe it was over aha.

big big love - foals

changed my layout for the 100th time this week,ok i am exaggerating.maybe its only the 3rd.

its 6 o' clock and i need to shower.serioussslyyy.

pagi yang cranky

yesterday me an my cousin nawa went to kl.she had an interview to attend to.being the jobless person that i am, i decided to accompany her.we took the train from batu tiga to kl sentral,and from kl sentral we took a cab to the UOA building.as we walked into the automatic doors,we straighly head to the reception desk(or whatever you call it).at the desk,there was a man in a police-like suit,scribbling something onto what looked like a guest book.beside us was another older man,looking like he was waiting anxiously.so we just waited.the lobby was quiet,just how office lobbies should be.suddenly the older man beside us blurted out to the man in the police suit "hey lain kali cepat sikit la!saya nak cepat ni!saya banyak kerja la!bla bla".bet the whole lobby could hear his voice.terkejut,tengah-tengah blur tibe-tibe ade orang jerit macam tu an.but seriously,the guy in the police suit,was extremely slow.tapi boleh lagi die menjawab heh.and then finally it was our turn.nawa signed the guest book,and we went up.the interview ended about an hour after that i guess,but i really thought it was surprisingly quick for an interview.

after that we walked to klcc and had lunch at signature.i had chicken lasagne which didn't look at all like what i saw from the picture.the picture showed a 3 layered lasagne,with the red sauce in between,white sauce oozing out from the sides and the top part a little bit thick.it looked very convincing.tapi dapat-dapat ha amik,layer ke mane top part kemane.bersepah.serious ah,tapi sebab dah lapar sangat makan je lah.done eating we went to topshop browsed here and there but bought nothing.the shoes were purrrrdy(pehal tibe-tibe) but why oh why do they have to have pig skin lining?saje je.then we went to zara i tried on a t-shirt but didn't bought it also.lawa ah.after zara went to parkson,and lastly kinokuniya.

kinokuniya.don't you just want to live in there?first i went and checked out the books at the crafts and hobbies section.nothing really caught my eye.then i went to the stationeries section.i saw these huge pencil cases which i thought was really cool.but then i passed that also and decided to go to the upper part of kinokuniya.there was this fashion illustration book that i have been eyeing on since last month.the book basically teaches you on how to sketch figures in a variety of poses.i really thought i needed it.and today the long awaited anticipation has finally ceased.my dad takes a train from klcc everyday beacause his office is just beside klcc,so today before going back,my dad met me at kinokuniya and paid for the book.thanks pa hehe.and then we all went back together.we took the train from klcc to kelana jaya and from kj,my dad drove us back.at home we all had dinner and i slept at about 3 last night with a headache.

harini.at 11 i was awoken by a phone call from mom."sherrin,cube tengok abang dah keluar ke belum?".everyday,my mom has to make sure that my brother wakes up early for college and doesn't doze back off after that.so i got up and knocked on my brother's door."abang mama suruh bangun!"notice that i have to shout.and then i heard him replying "ok!".so i quickly went back to sleep.i even had a dream with my old friends in it(rindu gile) about half an hour after that,suddenly my phone rang,it was mom again.telling me to check if my brother has really woken up.with my mom still on the line, i got up and saw my brother on my parents bed,sleeping with a towel in his arms. "abang,mama suruh bangun" and he replied "ok".and then mom got mad at me because she thought i didn't really wake him up earlier.saba jela.then i got cranky.how many of us would feel the same way if we were awaken from a deep sleep on a cold morning and then being yelled at?not that fun huh.tu la pasal.

then i continued sleeping and woke up at 2.still being cranky.and the headache i got last night.was still lingering.

thus,i listened to this