my own world of thoughts

hye readers..

it’s day two out of thirty days of my holiday and im exhilirating with what i’ve experience now..tho im missing my ppl back in brisbane- ida, su,fat,awan,didie-to name a few- im still enjoying myself here..

i should start briefly of what had happened on my first day of holiday spending gateway-that is-when departing from brisbane.i woke up at 4.45 am coz of the departed time was at 7.30am..yeah, it was too early for me to get up from my bed especially after not having enough sleep for almost last week due to the learning network exam. we gathered at G (Unilodge Brisbane) around 5.45am and take the cab to Brisbane Central..it was so cold that morning and my feets were trembling.we arrived at Brisbane Central around 6.30am(we got up to the cab quite late act) and checked in our luggages (which can’t be exceeded more than 20kgs) to the train cargo..then we waited..during that time, i had mixed feeling-sad, not in the mood sleepy and yadda yadda yadda..we finally rested ourselves in respective seats around 8am (the COUNTRYLINK was so not punctual) and yeah, the next thing i knew was i slept..coz i was tired at that time.

inside the train, there’s nothing much u can do-except for sleeping,eating,reading,sleeping,eating and reading..yeah..hell it was so boring and extremely exhausted..thus the scenaries along the way were so beautiful and i felt like i was in Wellington or sumthing like dat. it was so greeny and herds of cows and horses..damn, it was so beautiful!! we passed few stations which to me it was so hard to pronunce their names.thus, it’s great to know dat all these places were there,untouchable by development and preserve for the future..our journey ended at Tari because there was massive flood in the next trail and so, we had to take a four long,tiring,annoying hours odf journey. i didn’t enjoy myself in bus bcoz of it was very small and hell, i’m so exhausted..

finally around 10pm, we arrived at Sydney Central after almost 12 hours in both bus and train.however, i couldn’t get my luggage because it was on the other bus. it was raining at that time and i was freaking cold!!!..luckily, i knew that izati-person who i was longing to meet-was there to pick me up to her place in Epping. after almost 65minutes of waiting, that bus arrived and i redeemed my beg..it was raining heavily at that time and im shaking and trembling all the time. im wet and almost caught cold..around 12 i arrived in Macquarie Village which for me was sooooooooooooooooooooooo beautiful and comfortable. You guys are so lucky to stay here!!!

So, that’s the day one..the day two continued with a journey of a visiting to Macquarie Center.. but first, i went for some pictures taking session-with Izzati as the photographer- around the campus..it was beautiful and peaceful when i was there plus the weather was not in a good mood..hell, it rained again and again and again. after that,  i went to Macquarie Center and had a look inside the mall which for me was so-so..it just nice..

so, that is it for two days of my holiday out of 30 days..

to be continued…

nite2 guys!!!

hye guys..

it’s 2.41 am now and i cannot sleep.my eyes still want to work but my body needs rest.huhuhu..why is this happening?
later i realize that it must be sumthing that bothers me that leads to this situation-not being able to sleep..and that thing is the exam..it’s not like i fear it or wateva..but to know that i haven’t prepared anything does scare me off..
i should start revising, but i give it up easily..just because it’s too much for me to do it..with a pile of notes in front of me, wanting and ready to be explored, i just give up..
i know that i need to do sumthing to change myself, my atiitude, but the fact that i hate exam does brings impact to my brain coordination..huhuhu..i just hate it..
however, the thing that is bothering me the most is my last conversation with my love..yup mi amor..huhuhu..i think we have sum small fight(i think) that drives me nuts..recently, our relationship is like on the rock now, waiting to be scattered and falls apart..this long distance rship does challenge our honesty and confidence levels..and again today, i dishurt his feeling..again..
i know i can sumtime be too demanding and so on and so forth..but the reason i do that is to make sure that he’s able to express his feelings and his thoughts..i hate when he said that he’s shy and bla bla bla..so im not shy?am i the one who is too thegeh2?..huhuhu..
when i ask him simple question..how much he earns..he doesn’t want to tell me..y he do that? i don’t understand..i thought he already trust me and has faith in me..it’s not like im going to tell everybody..
n guess what, as usual, he sort of merajuk with me and suddenly wants to end up the call.wtf…i dun even puas talking to him and because of that small matter, he just want to leave like dat..
i know dat it’s my fault and im totally responsible with what has happened.but i just hope he can be a lil bit matured as he’s already 26..and he experiences a lot than me..but sumtime my faith towards him does unstable and i feel like to call it an end..
but yeap. i love him..n hope i still have this feeling towards him..

hope so..

hye readers,

rite now, instead of doing the assignment (well, it has become a nature now for me to procrastinate thing and leave it till last minute..and then the feeling of regret will struck straight to my heart and it ends with devastating effect.hehehe..)im posting this blog to ya all..yeah, i should start at least the introduction, but the feeling of laziness almost taken my life lately and it becomes more and more pertinent each day..huhuhu…but hey, if you cannot work under pressured right?

well today, i think i had the most fun time in my entire life..urmm for the past four months i’ve been here..(except for being with my family ;p).. i went to the Australian Zoo, the place where Steve Irwin and his family develop their own empire
(if im allowed to say that, hik..) in downunder. The place was so great and nice and lovely and so conducive for all adorable animals to live in.talking about animals, i fed the cute goats with my own bare hand..though i can’t stand the sensational feeling of being licking by them..it’s feel great and cute..they were so cute..seriously..how comes goats here are much cuter than goats in Malaysia..the answer is simple..they are all in good hands..hehehe..anyway, i loved this one goat which was to me was so handsome that i felt like i wanted to kiss him..wait, was it he or she?..hurmm..wateva..that goat was so adoooooooraaaaaabbbbbbbbleeeee (gosh, how many times i had to repeat this?indeed, they were all adorable!!!)..so cute..and there were pigs (also cute but not as cuter as the goats)..those animals were locked up in Zoo for kids(hehehe,being a kiddy is not a harm right dats y i went to this zoo)..

then, moved on to the next stop which were the souvenir shops. i have to admit that i turned crazy when i shopped souvenir for myself and also for people in Malaysia. i felt like to buy the whole shops, especially the cutie,huggable and lovable fluffy toys(a girl can’t go away with that stuff rite? well, except for some girls)but damn..it’s toooooooooooo expensive babe…in both stores, i bought many things such as kitchen magnets, postcards and batches (which i can afford to pay).i loved what i bought..hehehe..especially mr. harriet, the tortoise..he may looks ugly and greeny, but he’s cute :p

hurmm.. wait. it doesn’t relate to the topic rite guys?..about i love pink..actually today, im offically announced myself as a pinky lover..hehehe..today is all about pink..im wearing pink scarf, pink stripe shirt and pink pants and also pink shoe and pink pashmina… gosh,plus pink socks (but not for undergarments :P) and a big pink tweety bag from Movie World..God, i really love pink..love it, live it,dream it..pink is my world..and im turning all into pink..im a pinky girl..and no doubt, i like to be in pink..hehehe…i don’t know when i develop affection towards this girly color.but it has been my passion for me to collect things that relate to pink colour..even my baju kurung are all in this form of color or at least the red color..my passionate in this color has turned my brother to the phobia of pink..hahahaha..he can’t even enter my room in Terengganu because my bedsheet is pink, my big mashimaro charming is pink and my pillows are all in pink..except for window curtains..i want to have it in pink color but my mum said enough of pink, you should inject another color in your life so dat it will be colorful not colorless..well mum, i like it!!!..i don’t know how, everytime i buy clothes, it will turn into the same color-pink..guess i born to be with pink color..

more elaboration to that, it has been my wedding dream (ehem, ehem) that all my family members wearing pink color on traditional clothes..hehehe…i like it..i want to wear pink clothes, pink veil and my dowries for my abg(insyallah) are going to be in pink..hehehehehe..i dying and in love in pink and my compassionate is ultimately prolong to this color…

ok guys..till here..need some sleep..

tata..n yeah, thanks for reading..

hye readers..

hehehe..why i always start my new post with salutation to other people which i think might read this post? is there anyone outhere who is willingly to read other’s people blog? it’s my hope that there is at least one person who is generously spending his/her time to read my blog  and im really thankful to that person..:)

ok..back to work..indeed tonite is same like other nite where boredom is undeniably takes the place in my dictionary of life. tonite is not different from the previous nites as it’s much cooler and freezier since it’s winter now..yes, my first winter experience in my entire life..but without the snow, i would consider it as a day after the rain that splash my life to the state of freaking cold..tonite is yet another nite that pours me into the insufficient condition to do assignment and study for the exam..tonite is tonite..

huhuhu..well, what makes tonite different from other nites is that i realize how i’ve been jealous and wonder why i can’t have what i want..tho the fact that im quite satisfied and thankful for all the love that i receive from people around me, it drives me back to the fact that how i can’t be compassionate with sumone that i really want..of coz my ‘abang’ fulfill the need to be loved and to be in loved but then, i wonder why at first place, i can’t be with someone that i longing to be with..

through all the testimonials, i know that im not his dreamgirl types-happy,cheeky, loves football- and of course i can’t be like that becoz im not like that..anyhow, i like this person as much as i like my abang.but faith has destined me to be with the person that is not i dream off at the first place..but i really love my abang..more than anything..and im learning to accept that fact..

it’s bizarre to write this blog-comparing my abang to another person-and thank God, he’s not been able to read this due to the fact that he hasn’t have frenster account, but for that person, i wish you all the love that you deserve in this world..

yet, tonite is an ordinary nite, but slightly different…

tonite is tonite…

p/s: no more further explaination after this..what remains here, remains here…