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The Game Plan.

2012-02-02T19:28:00.001+08:00

I can't believe it's February already. 4 more days to Semester 2, and I'm not looking forward to it at all.

Anyways, I always set resolutions and goals before every semester starts. Okay that's a downright lie. I usually make something up in the middle of the semester, sort of like oh-God-I-don't-want-to-fail! last minute plan. But that's what the old Lisa would do. This new Lisa creates a battle strategy beforehand.

Ok puke now.

Since I have a knack of conveniently forgetting every promise I made to myself, I'll put this in writing. Or typing.

So now this is the plan:

1. To avoid skipping classes unless it's an emergency, like a really bad migraine.

I was a very, very lazy girl last semester. Malas sikit, ponteng. Malas sikit, ponteng. And since attendance are not taken, lagi lah seronok nak ponteng kelas. Teehee.

And I have to restrain myself from oversleeping on purpose. Have you ever woke up at 8 am for an 8.30 class, and you're like "five more minutes, mom", and the next thing you realize it's 8.20am and you're super late but you're like "ah, well" and go back to sleep?

This girl, always.

(Sorry that I missed a lot of classes, Madam Z, and thank you for the A-)

2. To reduce my online activities.

Check Tumblr once a day or maybe once in two days instead of 2875389 times a day. I already cancelled my Twitter txt subscription, so no more Twitter on the go. So far, I'm good with not having to tweet every five minutes.

3. To do revision consistently.

I'm very bad at this. Have to work harder on it. Tak guna bila nak exam baru nak buat nota cantik-cantik macam Azah buat.

Jemmie suggested that if I break one promise I should punish myself, like if I skip one class I should let my roomie change my Tumblr/Twitter password for a week or better yet just let them take away my broadband.

*shudders*

Having no Internet access is pure torture. Therefore, I solemnly swear that I will stick to my battle plan.

Wordless Wednesday #16

2012-02-01T22:48:00.001+08:00

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Behave yourself.

Status: Pass

2012-01-31T14:14:00.001+08:00

My Twitter timeline was on fire last night. Everyone was anxiously counting down the minutes to the result being released at midnight. And when it was 11.58pm everyone was like:

Man, I should have print-screened something. It was epic.

My result was okay, I guess, I had .03 increment in my CGPA so I'm not complaining. So…I'm officially a third year student! First semester, bring it on!

Which reminds me, I still haven't sent two more internship applications.

Eek.

Ps.

"Please be informed that effective Semester 1, 2011/2012, all students may receive and view their results through the official UNIVERSITY email." eh, IIUM?

If I could go back in time.

2012-01-30T23:11:00.002+08:00

I am now convinced that my 18-year-old self was the most psychotic person I have ever known. She was crazy. I read the 2008-09 posts and was like,

I felt like going back in time and gave her a slap or two.

I know better than to wear my heart on my sleeve nowadays. You cannot trust everything you feel.

So there I was, cringing at the embarrassing stuff I CANNOT BELIEVE I wrote, and I was like, ugh I wish all these things could go away. And then it hit me: I can actually make it go away. So I selected all and clicked on Delete muahahahahaha goodbye embarrassing old self 5-ever!

(It means goodbye more than forever, ya geddit? Geddit? K never mind.)

So now all that's left is the cool bits of my old self, hahahahaha.

Anyways, result's coming out in an hour and I'm munching on Oreos because I'm freaking out a bit.

Maybe I'll make a gif-reaction post about it. I have nothing better to do anyway.

Page 29 of 366.

2012-01-29T16:55:00.001+08:00

I wonder who started this "pages" trend on Twitter. Page 1, 2, 3, and so on. It's kind of annoying but since I don't know what title to put for this entry, so yeah.

If you haven't noticed, I changed my background, haha. Now it looks more cheerful than my previous choice of black. And I've changed the header to something lyrical, Ed-Sheeran inspired.

Change.

I'm thinking of changing a lot of things: my blog name, my blog url, my tweethandle, mainly because I'm bored. But the thing about change is that it is hard to execute. You get attached to it, so it's hard to just change and move on to something new.

I guess that's why people don't change much.

Result's coming out midnight, 31st. I'm hungry. What's new with you?

Little brat turns eight.

2012-01-28T17:36:00.001+08:00

Still acts like she's five but I guess that's okay because I still act like a twelve year old. Speaking of, I found out that they're releasing Beauty and The Beast in 3D! Guess who squealed like a little kid?

Hint: It's me, obviously.

CHILDHOOOOOOOOOOOD YAW.

The older I get, the more I hold on to this stuff. It's like I never want to grow up, you know? I mean, who wants to be an adult anyway? You have to make tough choices, you have a lot of responsibilities, you have to make decisions…

boo.

Cried a bit.

Damn right I'm immature.

Embracing my creative side.

2012-01-27T17:23:00.001+08:00

Because I was bored to oblivion and Sarah suggested that I should do something creative, I drew a house today.

Kthx.

Being a book geek.

2012-01-23T14:02:00.001+08:00

I still have a lot to learn about myself, but if there is one thing that I'm completely sure of about this Lisa Farhana person, it's that she is a book enthusiast.

I think I have more books than wearable clothes in my closet.

I need more clothes.

I need to go shopping.

I need more money.

Maybe if I didn't spend so much on books…

Ah never mind, who needs clothes anyway? My old ones are still wearable, and if bad comes to worse, I can always wear my baju kurung out. Ha!

Two new purchases yesterday:

- The Son of Neptune, book 2 in Heroes of Olympus series, and

- The Red Pyramid, book 1 in The Kane Chronicles series.

Thank you, Rick Riordan, for sparking my interest in mythology, haha.

The Kane Chronicles is about Egyptian mythology, by the way. I checked it out on Wikipedia last night (man, what are we to do without Wikipedia, eh?) and it was okay. I mean, I like Greek more, probably because I'm more exposed to it, but Egyptian one is cool too. The only significant difference between the two myths is that in Egyptian one, the sky is referred to as the mother while earth is the father.

Geek mode: on. Excuse me.

Ps.

#3 in my 2012 resolutions: Expand horizons. Read different genres.

But it's hard to get out of one's comfort zone. YA genre is currently the zone.

Being musical.

2012-01-22T00:13:00.001+08:00

I envy those who can channel their emotions and thoughts into songs. Like Taylor Swift, Gabe Bondoc, Kina Grannis…

That is all.

Bar chords will be the death of me.

If the Internet does not exist.

2012-01-20T21:30:00.001+08:00

What would happen to me if someday I were to wake up and found out that the Internet did no longer existed? I would go on to Chrome, and there would be a huge notice on what it used to be my Yahoo! homepage, like,

It is unfortunate that we must inform you that the Internet has died last night while you were sleeping. Sorry for your loss, and we wish you lots of luck in your future endeavours.

Yours truly, We who killed the Internet, he he he.

Hmm. I would be utterly devastated. Heartbroken. I would cry for hours, or days. Or weeks, it depends. There would be a mourning period, to grieve over the death of the Internet, and my life as well. While grieving I would force myself to think of the changes I need to make in my daily routine now that I don't have the Internet.

One thing for sure, I would most definitely guard my cell phone with my life. My phone is the only connection, the only link that I have to other people. I would write down all the phone numbers and store it in my journal, so that if the worst scenario happens and some bastard gets away with my phone or somehow the SIM card stops working, I still have the important numbers in writing. Maybe it won't kill me to start memorizing some numbers too.

But Lisa, what if you lost your journal? Well…oh, just shut up, you.

It would require a really great effort to stay in touch with friends from all phases of my life: childhood, school, college. No more Oh, I lost his number. That's okay, I still have his Facebook! attitude. Therefore I would start asking for addresses so that I could send the annual Raya and birthday cards, or the occasional How are you? I hope you're doing great letters. Oh, note to self: buy lots of papers, envelopes and stamps. And pens. Maybe I'd become a better friend after all.

Aha, since the option of uploading one on Facebook and tagging everybody is gone, people would have to start sending those wedding invites again. Anyway I think it's kind of rude to upload and tag. I don't care if it's just a piece of scented paper, I want that damn card! It shows effort, you know, like you really want this person to come and celebrate your special day. Either you send it or you don't. Uploading it and tagging people on it don't count.

College would just be hell. No Wikipedia, no Google, hello really thick, dusty books from IIUM library. Just shoot me. Come to think of it, the term Google it! would fade away with time. Sad, very sad. And people would have to actually read, like go to the library, borrow books and read kind of read.

Since I could no longer go and read The Star online, I would have to start buying real newspapers to know what's going on in the world. I would have to watch Buletin Utama every night (gasp!). Or maybe not; with or without Internet, Buletin Utama is still crap and I will not watch it. I'd go and watch the news on TV9, or CNN, or whatever. Damn, we really don't have a choice when it comes to media, do we?

Speaking of news, anak-anak seni in this country would probably hold kenduri everywhere because no Internet means no gossip blogs means no image-damaging rumours. Bad news to those among them who rely on gossip to sell their names. Even more good news for editors of Mangga, URTV etc because no Internet means no gossip blogs means less competition. I wonder what Abang Nara would do without his blog.

Speaking of gossip, Gossip Girl would be a really, really irrelevant show, wouldn't it?

Speaking of shows, UGH NO MORE TORRENTS DOWNLOADS! Goodbye Big Bang Theory, goodbye Once Upon A Time, goodbye PLL, goodbye New Girl, goodbye HIMYM, goodbye (insert all TV show titles here). Korean drama addicts would have serious mental breakdowns. ASTRO would have a field day, with more subscriptions and upgrades to friggin Be.yond just for more TV shows.

Sigh. I would forever live my days reminiscing all the fun times I have illegally downloading music, TV shows and movies, making virtual friends and fan-girling on Tumblr, watching (and mentally marrying) Gabe Bondoc (and other musicians) on Youtube.

I would someday get over it, of course. Move on, get married, have kids. They would teach about the creation and death of Internet at school, and one day my kids would come home and ask me Mommy mommy, what is the Internet? And tears would well up in my eyes as I sit them down and tell them stories about how the Internet once changed my life.

End of essay.

***

No Internet means no more downloads. No more cyber-stalking. No more Tumblr. No more Twitter. No more Youtube. No more Wikipedia. No more everything that makes my life interesting, no more everything that makes me happy.

I would be forced to exercise. I would be forced to go out and mingle with people. I would be forced to have a real social life!

Let me die.

Convinced.

2012-01-16T22:15:00.001+08:00

If I ever need reassurance about the path I am taking now, today's visit to the hospital gave me just that.

Remember those days when I was torn between accepting the offer to pursue Medicine or continue studying Engineering in UIA? Maybe you don't but I do. Sometimes. In the middle of the night. When I have nothing to do. Or when I feel stressed out. Or during exam week. But yeah I do sometimes think of all the what ifs in my life. Not healthy, but yeah I can't help it. I'll try not to make it a habit, though.

There's something about hospitals that I don't like. Government hospitals, to be specific. Maybe it's the patients. Maybe it's the antiseptic smell. Maybe it's the crowd. Maybe it's the colour of the walls. Maybe it's the hospital itself. I can't pinpoint the exact thing, but I don't like it. So yeah, can't imagine myself working at a hospital. I simply cannot.

Ps. I was at the Intensive Care Unit, by the way. While I was waiting outside, one Malay auntie burst out of the door sobbing and telling me "Dia dah bukak mata dah!", one Indian auntie patted me on the shoulder and said, "Jom pergi makan!", and one Chinese auntie smiled and asked me who I was visiting.

Rasa 1Malaysia.

The last fight.

2012-01-11T10:46:00.001+08:00

Bring it on.

The art of letting go.

2012-01-08T22:35:00.001+08:00

Letting go of all the dreams I spent forever building.

Letting go of all the what ifs I ask myself every night.

Letting go of all the wants I keep telling myself I need.

Letting go of all the chances of us.

Letting go of all the possibilities of you.

Letting go of you.

I'm still learning.

I'm still trying.

Come back again in a few more years.

A random weekend update.

2012-01-07T16:29:00.001+08:00

I can't believe I messed up my exam dates; I thought my next paper is on 12th but it's actually on 10th! So, no spending the whole weekend at home, I'm afraid. Have to chain myself to my desk, that's the only way I'm going to make through it.

Anyway, because I was bored (kenapa laptop tak detect unifi kenapa), I watched two movies last night.

1) The Good Guy

I think the poster and the synopsis was a bit misleading; I thought the movie was going to be about Beth (Alexis Bledel's character) but it wasn't. I think Beth is just a minor character in this movie. Anyway it's a nice, not exceptionally great, but nice. I think it's clever too, because at first I'm not sure who I should root for, but then you learned more about the characters, and it's pretty much clearer from that point on.

And I love, love, love Bryan Greenberg's character Daniel in this movie. He's just so honest and adorable, he reads, he doesn't like to go out much, he's not really good at dressing up, he's awkward around girls…he's just so adorable. Where can I get one?

2) The Art of Getting By

Freddie Highmore is all grown up! Puberty did you good, eh? When he showed up on screen I was like, "Charlie!". His character George kind of reminds me of Charlie from The Perks of Being A Wallflower. I think he's brilliant, Emma Roberts is brilliant, everything about this movie is brilliant. Not sure why it gets a lot of flack, though.

And I watched The Help today.

You is kind, you is smart, you is important. Friggin tears. Such an amazing, inspiring movie.

So yeah, random weekend update ends here. Man, I'm such a boring person. I don't have a social life.

Birthday boy.

2012-01-02T14:18:00.001+08:00

Happy 15th birthday, Achik!

Tahun ni dah PMR, tak boleh main-main dah. Belajar rajin-rajin!

I love you.

(Hadiah tak ada, mintak dengan Papa hohoho)

On another note,

Still have four more papers to study for. I'm starting to feel so overwhelmed, yet so ~~lazy~~ unmotivated to do anything about it.

"Here's to another year pretending that I like you people."

2012-01-01T12:02:00.001+08:00

Kidding. I like everyone. Well, almost everyone, but best not to get into that now. Hi, it's a brand new day in a brand new year, and I think the sky is in a good mood today.

Ugh can you see why I hate my room? The view sucks, and people keep on passing by, so privacy equals to nada. Anyways, here's how my last night of 2011 went down:

My roomies had plans of their own, so they went out and I was room alone. Feeling all loser-ish and sorry for myself, I went and bought early dinner, and resorted to watching The Powerpuff Girls on my laptop.

And I actually enjoyed it, watching Powerpuff Girls, I mean. Funny how I'm turning 22 this year (OH. MY. GOODNESS!) and I still appreciate Powerpuff Girls. I doubt Elena knows who The Powerpuff Girls are. I pity her and her childhood filled with TV shows like Hagemaru, Klik and God knows what else she watches religiously on Astro Ceria.

The amount of hatred I have for Astro Ceria and its stupid shows is immense. Ok I digress. Where was I?

Oh, I was talking about The Powerpuff Girls. I watched like two episodes or so from the third season (I have four seasons worth of PPG in my external hard disk, he he he) before I switched to Mulan and proceeded to sing along to the Prep The Bride song. I might have gone on an animated-movie marathon or do something along this line

if Amaleena hadn't proposed that we watched Ombak Rindu.

Ombak Rindu. How do I even --

Ok firstly, I read the novel. It might have been one of my favourite Malay novels once upon a time. Obviously you cannot expect things in the movie to be 100% according to the book. I get that. I'm fine with it. I don't even remember how the story goes in the book.

Second, I may have some preconceived notions about the movie, because I saw the trailer and immediately disliked it. But I kept an open mind and crossed my fingers before we started the movie because it's not fair to judge something when you don't know anything about it.

I hated it.

I hated it so much I screamed curses half of the time. The other half I just cringed and buried my face into Amaleena's comforter. I hated the music. I hated the way the screen faded to black and faded in again like some shitty video. I hated the sex scenes, ESPECIALLY the sex scenes. The only thing I liked about it is maybe the cinematography and stuff, and Lisa Surihani's character, that was very spot-on. But the rest, ugh.

To quickly summarize the whole movie, the first half of the movie went something like this:

The heroine's uncle sells her to a pimp. The hero rapes the heroine. The heroine begs the hero to rescue her from the pimp's club. The hero buys her from the pimp. The hero keeps her in a safe house away from public. The hero forces himself on the heroine. The heroine wards off hero's attacks by muttering prayers. The hero pushes the heroine away in disgust. The heroine begs the hero to marry her. They get married in Siam. The hero seduces the heroine into bed, and BAM! They fall in love.

Insert random visits to hero's mom's gigantic house in between, and complications when second heroine (the hero's supposed fiancée) comes home from the States right after that. And there you have it.

I'm not being biased nor am I an anti local-movie person or something. Hey, I watched Lagenda Budak Setan, and I think I might have half-liked the movie if I had watch it alone without my friends.

I did not just said that.

Forget that I said that.

My point is, there are so many things about this movie that are wrong and I don't want to further explain because I don't intend to make this post about Ombak Rindu, but that one thing that bothered me the most is the fact that the heroine, Izzah appeared to possess no self-worth at all. Nada. Zero, zip, zilch.

Where is your dignity, lady?!, I screamed as I watched Izzah took Haris's shoes off. WHERE IS YOUR DIGNITY, LADY?!, I screamed as I watched Izzah put her head on Haris's chest.

She's not even married to him and yet she takes his damn shoes off for him.

I was like, BUT HE IS YOUR RAPIST.

HE. IS. YOUR. FRIGGIN. RAPIST.

God.

Why did they have to make the heroine so…spineless? She can't even stand up for herself, she cried all the time, she takes him back oh so easily when he comes to her and apologizes. HE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO BEG. He called her names and accused her of cheating and pushed her away, AND SHE TOOK HIM BACK.

SHE TOOK HIM BACK THAT FRIGGIN INSTANT.

Please, Izzah, do enlighten me. Why would you do that? Don't give me shit talk about how love can conquer all and stuff. No woman in her right mind would take a man back that easily. Not after he calls you names, not after he treats you like crap. The guy at the very least deserves a hard kick in the crotch for being such a douche.

Sigh.

Ok so maybe this post is about Ombak Rindu, after all. Demmit. I planned to talk about New Year's resolutions.

Ps. I wish I had some kind of time machine so that I could go back in time, give my younger self a hard slap and tell her, "Do not read these. You will regret it when you're older.", find the nearest incinerator and chuck all those novels into it.

People do stupid things when they're young.

My 2011 in 12 photos (or more. And words too, but yeah anyways..)

2011-12-31T12:25:00.000+08:00

Caution: Photo spam ahead.

January; Early dinner with SMARTies besties.

February; Painted our bedroom pink.

March; "BBQ Bersama Eyka"
(hahaha ok this is an inside joke)

April; Engineering Community Service in Port Dickson

May; Second Major Outing + Amaleena's surprise birthday party

June; Sleepover with SMARTies besties

July; Babysat Damia for a day

August; brief visit to Kerteh + meet up with SMARTies besties

September; My ride on first day of school :)

October; Big Bad Wolf book sale.

November; Family getaway to Perak.

December; First "mandi sungai" experience.

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First half of my 2011 was basically blood (ok no blood), sweat, and tears. The first two semesters of being a Biochemical-Biotechnology engineering major was tough but Alhamdulillah so far I managed to survive.

My Biotech comrades this year, and for two more years.

I can say that 2011 is the year where my obsession with books has taken itself to another level. It started with the urge to complete my Harry Potter collection (I still have book 1 and 2 to buy :| ) and re-read everything, what with the last movie coming out and all.

Then I treated the post-Potter depression by jumping head first into what they call the dystopian/Young Adult/fantasy genre and read The Hunger Games, on to Divergent, and then Delirium and Matched, and the rest is history.

Some of the books I bought this year.

After, I jumped head first into the world of Percy Jackson and The Olympians (finished all five books already!). I'm currently reading Heroes of Olympus, the first book of the second Percy Jackson series. I'm all about Greek mythology and kicking monsters' asses now. I think if I were to be any character in the PJ world, I'd be the daughter of Poseidon, or maybe daughter of Ares, since I have anger management issues. I still haven't read some of the books I bought at BBW so yeah my reading list is kind of full for this coming semester break.

OK I'll stop now with the book stuff, I hope I don't bore your pants off yet.

I also learned that I was right about me not being an outdoor person. I absolutely hated being in the forest/jungle/whatever you'd call the place but I definitely enjoyed the water part.

Daughter of Poseidon, obviously, ha ha ha.

The feeling is very different. Sitting in the river gave me the adrenaline rush I surely won't get from swimming pools. It was fun, but I won't miss it. Nature and adventure stuff is just not my thing.

2011 is also the year I turned 21. Come to think of it, my 21st birthday is by far the best birthday I've ever celebrated. This is because I have the best set of friends in the whole wide world.

20th Sept; Birthday lunch with SMARTies besties

*teary eyes*

22nd Sept; They came all the way from UIA to my house for this.

*bawl now*

I scored the best birthday presents too this year:

Shirou and Nate.

I bought Shirou as a birthday gift for myself (yes I am that awesome, lol kidding); Nate is given by my parents. I don't think I'd get anymore birthday presents after this, and I don't mind that one bit. I think they've given me enough already, and I'm grateful for everything I have.

That's my 2011 recap. Can't wait to see what 2012 has in store for me. Hopefully God will grant us all life, happiness and good health to last another year.

Happy New Year's Eve. Happy New Year.

Ps. Too many "also"s.

Five favourites.

2011-12-31T00:13:00.001+08:00

Had Biochemical Engineering Fundamentals (or fondly known by four of us as Bio-fund; yes there's only four of us in this class, which is very awesome) exam this morning, and spent the rest of the day on Tumblr, and watching Crazy, Stupid, Love. Awesome movie, really. Steve Carell, Julianne Moore, Ryan Gosling, Emma Stone and Kevin Bacon all in one movie? Yes yes yes.

OK I should stop using the word Awesome.

Anyways, saw on the Net that people are listing down the best of everything in 2011: songs, books, movies, cars, blah blah blah. So yeah, I'm going to list down stuff too, just for the sake of having something to do.

In random order, my five favourite things of everything for 2011:

Five favourite books

1) The Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins (ha ha ha this just have to be on the list)

2) One Day by David Nicholls

3) The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

4) Delirium by Lauren Oliver

5) Percy Jackson series by Rick Riordan

Five favourite movies

1) Like Crazy

2) Crazy, Stupid, Love (I know I've just watched it today but yeah)

3) Harry Potter 7.2

Can I list down The Hunger Games trailer as my favourite movie?

Five favourite songs

1) Dead Hearts by Stars

2) Sleeping Sickness by City and Colour

3) Mercury by Groove Addicts

4) Falling by Tyler Ward ft Alex G

5) Lego House by Ed Sheeran

Five favourite TV shows (because I only started watching TV shows this year lol)

1) How I Met Your Mother

2) The Big Bang Theory

3) Once Upon A Time

Ok I ran out of things.

Drat, I meant to publish this on 30th, but I lost track of time. Ah well. Last day of 2011.

On another note:

Me want Subway now please.

On Public Speaking and the awesome people.

2011-12-29T04:46:00.001+08:00

The main reason I deviated from the usual choice of Leadership course for co-curriculum and took Presentation Skills course is because I know I have problems in communicating in English. I mean, I can talk fine but I can't really, you know, speak. I want to have that skill, so I registered for Presentation Skills in the first semester of my second year.

For this semester I took Public Speaking, the continuation of Presentation Skills. Public Speaking is scary, but this class is not. I love everything about it, mainly because I feel this class is my temporary escape from the stressful stuff that is engineering. My classmates are fun people to be around, and our instructor is the best. I learn loads this semester, and I sort of get the general idea now about my weaknesses when speaking and what to improve and stuff. I just have to keep practicing to improve myself.

So yes, this post is dedicated to the class of Section 8; you guys keep me sane this semester. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Photos from last night's (final) class:

Rizwan was right, Ms Muna looked like she was yelling at us, but that wasn't true, ha ha.

Nadilla, Ma Sen (sitting) and Rizwan (sitting); friends from Presentation Skills.

They're like my rock, I could never go through this without them. Familiarity is so comforting.

The Girls.

Some of The Boys; Khairul and Ajmal were absent.

We did a debate last night (motion: Children of royalty should go to local public schools) (and I sucked, and I was the first speaker of the Government side so yeah I totally sucked). Here's a raw video of the Judges' Deliberation session; I was too lazy to edit and stuff, so I only cut and combined snippets of videos I took.

Caution: I laughed really loud so…yeah.

I'll miss you guys. I hope my Debating class next semester is as fun.

Ps: I should have recorded the debate. My classmates are really good.

Back to basic.

2011-12-25T16:50:00.001+08:00

Because I'm feeling black today (ok that sounds wrong), I changed everything to black.

In preparation to read Crossed, I finished Matched for the second time. I forgot how much I enjoyed the book, how wonderful both Ky and Xander are (ugh my heart every time I realize they're not real), and how lucky Cassia is to have both of them in her life.

I still think it's sad that the book doesn't focus much on Xander, but it's pretty clear when you get to the middle of the story that Cassia and Ky are meant to be; kind of like Tris and Four in Divergent. I'm still Xander-biased though; not that I don't love Ky, it's just that I feel like if the Society doesn't show Cassia where to look, she and Xander will end up marrying each other and have lots of beautiful blond babies together (ok not lots -- maybe two or three, depends on the Society but that's a whole different story) and live happily ever after.

Never mind.

Anyway, I forgot that I already bought The Heroes of Olympus -.-. Will start on that after Crossed.

Look at me, talking about books as though I don't have final exams to deal with.

Final exam schedule:

30/12 - Biochemical Engineering Fundamentals, 9am.
4/1 - Principles of Mass and Energy Balances, 9am.
6/1 - Biochemistry, 9am
12/1 - Fluid Mechanics, 2.30pm
14/1 - Computational Methods and Statistics, 9am.

I DON'T WANNA STUDY, LEMME DIEEEEEE.

On another note:

The ~~trailer~~ movie needs to come out, like, NOW.

Hi, it's me again.

2011-12-22T01:16:00.001+08:00

Okay I don't know why I said that, obviously it's going to be me every time. Unless, of course, if I pull a famous blogger thing and get somebody else to guest-blog, but you and I know it's very unlikely.

People just don't share diaries, do they?

I had my Public Speaking final exam just now. It was cool, we did kind of like an impromptu speech. We had to pick something out of the bag, an object of some kind, prepare for 4 minutes or so and talk about the first thing that came to mind when we got the object. As for me, I grabbed the first thing from the bag…and it was a marker pen.

Rizwan was like, "Marker??". LOL I know, it's like the most boring object ever. And of course I had to ramble on and on about writing and how it can be used to express yourself and stuff. I didn't think I did a great job, it wasn't my finest moment, but it was definitely better than the impromptu speech exercise we did in class; I couldn't even speak that time, I had no idea what to say! It was really embarrassing. The thing is, when I was alone outside the class preparing for my speech I sort of jotted down a lot of things to say, I was ahead of myself, even. But when I got to the front of the class, everything went POOF out of the window. I was like, "So yeah you saw the object I got…I picked a marker…and yeah…". Embarrassing with a capital E. And all my classmates went like BAM BAM BAM WORDS BAM, they totally nailed it.

Arghhhhh, me and my articulation issues. I write better than I speak, honest.

On another note, I've decided to finish the PJ series first before re-reading Matched and on to Crossed. I'm currently reading Percy Jackson #4: The Battle of The Labyrinth, and I'm loving every minute of it. Personally I'm not a fan of mazes. There is always something sinister about them (refer: Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire; look how that turned out), and I don't like the idea of getting lost inside a place with never-ending choices of routes and not finding the way out.

Movie Annabeth is a brunette (book Annabeth is blonde) and is probably from planet babe too, by the looks of it. I've always imagined Annabeth to be more tomboyish kind of girl, certainly NOT a hot one. But never mind, this one works as well.

Okay I sound gay.

The best thing about Percy Jackson is obviously the Greek mythology part. I checked up on it after finishing PJ #1 out of curiosity. The whole stuff is hilarious, really. The mating part is a bit gross though (Gaia eww you mother of sluts you), the Uranus-got-castrated-and-testicles-thrown-to-sea part (again, Gaia, eww), the devouring-on-children part (eww Cronos eww),…. Gross (so everyone mate with everyone and everything?!), but hilarious, and yes, very interesting.

Don't let it get to you, though.

I still haven't decide on the companies for my industrial training next June. We're supposed to fill up an online form or something but I don't have the time to sit down and think about the whole application thingy; I still have three more quizzes and a second Fluid Mechanics midterm. Pretty swamped this week, yeah. My brain is frying…I mean, crying. Frying fits too, though.

So yeah, I better get some studying done before I go to bed. Biochemistry awaits!

Boring life is boring.

The only sane thing to do is to cry for help.

2011-12-21T06:50:00.001+08:00

I'm tired. Save me.

Huge gap between this post and the previous one, but anyways.

2011-12-17T15:06:00.001+08:00

For starters, I'm feeling pink today so I changed the background colour. Woke up early and sent my brother, Irfan to his football practice. My driving was reckless as ever; Abang (who grumpily tagged along and be my companion in this 10-min drive) was like, "Kakak, brake! Kakak, slow down!".

I should get a bumper sticker with "Probationary Driver: Watch Out!" or something on it and stick it on the butt of my car.

This week's recap: I had six quizzes to take, two (very, very much delayed) reports and a CV to write for my Industrial Training application. Had kind of a long weekend (since Monday was a state holiday) but I had an off day on Friday, went out with best friends on Saturday, and got sick on Sunday and Monday, and barely recovered when I got back to UIA Tuesday morning.

In short, I blew off my weekend doing nothing, so yeah, I think you can see how crazy and deeply messed up I was. On top of all that, I was mentally exhausted, I was in my time of the month, and I was cutting back on food because I found out after paying all my debts I only had RM25 to last a week (where the hell did all of my money go?).

When Lisa Farhana is not properly fed, be afraid. Be very, very afraid.

I haven't got the chance to read Crossed yet, and I still have The Titan's Curse to finish. Funny how when leisure times are scarce I still fight for a few precious minutes to read something other than my lecture notes. Or to watch something; I got myself hooked on the show called Once Upon A Time (and Josh Dallas, hewhewhew).

I know, boleh lagi tengok series? Dah nak final ni!

Every time I watch OUAT and he comes out I'd instantly be like:

Teehee. Here's another one before I go study:

Ok bye!

*graphics are not mine, btw.

Because randomness at times can serve as a distraction.

2011-12-09T17:10:00.001+08:00

And because I stop making sense, here's a picture of my (stuffed) sheep:

With that, I wish you best of health and happiness.

See you when I see you.

Wordless Wednesday #15

2011-12-07T18:19:00.001+08:00