Keeping it Real.

Baby, baby, I'm sad.

Let's start off with my day, shall we? Dear Shaza came over and we baked a Strawberry Cheesecake together. It tastes pretty good, if I do say so myself. The only problem is that, I think, it's difficult for a cheesecake to be 'ready' because it's naturally very soft, so it's hard to tell when it's done and hard to remove it from the tin. Get what I'm saying? All in all, we did a pretty good job, especially for a first attempt. :)

But it's alot of fun! We headed over to Shop N' Save before that to buy the ingredients then made our way home. Admittedly, my kitchen is not bake-friendly, but we prevailed! Haha

My stomach's been acting up. And before you insist that it's because of the cake, let me clarify that no, it isn't - it's been acting up since morning and nobody else's stomach is acting up.

When my aunt came over, she ate two slices! We should bake again, refine our skills. ;)

I read a really great book recently. It's titled Under the Belly and I'm ashamed to admit that I almost skipped it because I've never heard of the author before and I couldn't be bothered to get used to another writing style. Chick lits are da bomb, seriously. They're funny and real and incredibly heartwarming. This author was really talented because I felt like I was really gaining insight into the character's life and it became so personal that I practically felt like I was reading a blog. I starting it after dinner and kept up with the reading the whole night. Sorry, Hasyim! Hehe :D

I'm listening to Take Me Away [accoustic] by Lifehouse so you should be able to guess at my mood. By the way, you should check out the accoustic version if you haven't had the chance because it's really good. :)

Anyway the following pictures were taken a few days ago. The place is gorgeous and I can't wait to go back. One day we'll have a picnic here, okay? When is Blogger going to have something similar to LJ-Cut? Sometimes my entries get abit lenghty.














I'm leaving for KL next Thursday. I've been going overseas alot this holidays, haven't I? I feel like it's easier to count the number of days I've been in Singapore more than the days I've been overseas. All my baju kurungs are packed for the wedding and I'm ready to go! I'm starting to get used to travelling, it gets pretty fun when done in short stints, haha. I still think Redang is one of the best places to go to, though. Can't wait to go back there.

I'm anticipating the start of next semester.

Looking through my pictures make me wish I bother more with makeup, haha. Not wearing makeup is bad for us when we take pictures! Especially when you've got splotchy skin, like me. But makeup is very, very bad for my skin! I tried wearing alot of it a couple of days back and now I've got a huge breakout. And I think, I'm finally going to admit defeat. Some of us just don't work well with makeup. Grrr.

Touché, Mother Nature. Just please clear up these spots and scars and I promise to stay away from pretty pots of blushers and the entire range of foundation/concealer/compacts.

I'm not saying anything about eyeliners/eyeshadows/lip gloss... yet. Haha ;)

I've seen it all and it's never enough,
it's keeps leaving me needing you.

Don't give up on me,
don't forget who I am.
I'm not I'm not there yet,
but don't let me stay here alone.

"In need of a fresh start"

This entry is a cumulative one - it's a result of several days of mindless scribbles, being uploaded at one shot. So if it doesn't make much sense, then, oops! Haha.

Karen Armstrong is inspirational. To be honest, we were really having second thoughts whether or not we should go and in the end, I'm really glad that we went. Inspirational not only because the talk made sense but because it made me want to be like her. I want to be as well read, as accomplished as that lady, who sat up there, occasionally dissing politicians [Dr Yaacob Ibrahim was being a good sport beside her, haha], telling us to look deep into our inner selves, live with compassion and be guided by The Golden Rule.

So I've started work. Albeit it's only for a few days and it's with my sister but all's good. The work is tiring but a helluva lot of fun - I think Hasyim and I work well together because we managed to finish everything before the allocated time. I think this is the perfect job for me because:
1) It's only for a few days which is perfect since I'll be leaving soon.
2) I get to work with someone I like...
3) and my sister. HAHA, she's a good boss. Really. She won't distract you while you're counting flyers! =P.

So watch out for The King and I, yo. If you do decide to go, remember who helped, hahaha.

Anyway, about the overseas trip(s). It's not just Jakarta now, but Jakarta for a few days followed by a domestic flight to Bali to meet up with my uncle and some cousins there. Back to Singapore for a few days followed by Redang with many more uncles and cousins, then back to Singapore again for another few days and finally KL.

It's not something I'm looking forward to for many reasons. :( We've shed so many tears and I've had so many sore eyes [after crying] and yes, I will go, but not because I want to but because I have to. Did that sound a little weird? If it did, it's just cause I don't want to outwardly state my reasons, haha.

I'm feeling apathetic. I figure, in a twisted way, the long trip coming up is good because it will let me clear my head. Sometimes, space is good. Nyeheheh.

I think tomorrow might be our last day of work. Maybe, only. Hopefully not because it is quite fun, mindlessly routine, but still quite fun. Gathering documents and now having a favourite stapler is new to me. Work's also interesting because of my crossing paths with office folk [like SECURITY GUARDS] who are usually very irritable. I reckon being cooped up all day does wonders for your personality. But it's just fascinating, the different characters you meet and while walking around the area, I've discovered completely new places in Singapore. Well, then, that should come as no surprise because I don't really know my way around this island but but but still, the quaint shops around the area and multitude of pubs create a colourful variety that really makes me wonder where I've been all this while, haha.

What is my job, exactly? I'd like to call myself an [unofficial] personal assistant. :D

Tuesday's looming. I'll leave on the 26th, return approximately on the 12th of July. 2 weeks here and then KL.

Won't you say goodbye?

Livin' on a prayer -

We're halfway there,
livin' on a prayer,
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear.
Hello world. The view's dandy from KL, haha. Anyway I'm on the path to make ammends with some. An apology's a bitter pill to swallow but it's got to be done. Everything else I have to say about PB, I'll reserve for when we meet up.

Apart from that, it's amazing the things you learn or rather, discover when you work with people. You learn about other sordid tales going around [honestly, do people really have nothing better to do?] and you learn alot from how people handle things as well. There's this song by Bowling For Soup - High School Never Ends and it fits because hey, people will always always always talk.

After being in such an environment for a very large part, I've learnt not to care. I mean, some of it still hurts, but then such incidents have a silver lining - you learn who your true friends are and you form better friendships along the way. =) Like after that night, Kamie and Ruz called me to talk things over and that helped alot. You also learn not to take alot of things for granted and that sometimes you just can't please everyone [because there really are some very weird people on this planet!].

After all, as Oscar Wilde said, "The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about."

The Sweet Escape

Sometimes, in the midst of everything, it's nice knowing that there are people there for you. An unexpected message from an unexpected someone showing they care is always sweet. In the end, it's your friends who make it all worth it. Acknowledgement from strangers amounts to nothing compared to the support you get from the people who matter.

And of course, Hasyim's always there for me at the end of the day.

I'm just putting in this final burst of effort for that one night. After that, it's auf wiedersehen for me. I've been keeping mum about this for quite some time and have given it much thought. It's not simply a case of bad attitude nor is it so much about loyalty among friends. It's not even a case of giving credit where it's due because none of us asked for it.

It's a case of bad judgement and a bad call, with no move to make ammends leading to my decision to stay away.

You fucked up, girl. There's no use prettying it up. When it's as... ugly as all that. When you're as ugly as all that.