snow

an entry finally

salut,

now that it's snowing like u can never imagine outside, one cannot refuse to make full use of the snow. well, snow's here again(we have an inch already). and snowman too...as a result of our 'gigih' effort to build our own snowman in the backyard. the funny thing was, we were caught by our neighbour (funny that we never know his name) while rolling some snowballs at the back of his house and it was so embarassing! it sounds as if we werent allowed to make snowman,but no. the feeling is just so traumatic. but in the end, i was incredibly pleased with our effort. having spent a cold frost biting evening out there in the backyard, the feeling is so rewarding. the world looks much nicer when it snows...

snowman in the making

i name our snowman, 'snowman'. how cool is that?

welcome to this cruel world, snowman.

i can never get enouh of u snowman

looking forward to build his pack of children...wait till he breeds.

so christmas is well on its way...

loser

actually, yes. i feel like a looser. the fact that allowance is way far ahead from us doesnt help much. instead it's just adding salt to the wound. my second year has just started and my life is already a disaster. not a gud start i guess. ok time for some quick update.

here is the list of subjects for this term, not many bother to know but to my stalker setia out there, i appreciate u guys. and to make it clear to everyone that i didnt come here for the sole reason of travelling(although it might be) but to get a degree. and some details of my course would do the explanation

english language teaching methodology 2

language awareness for the teacher of english 2

teaching english across curriculum-

teaching literature

investigating english

contemporary language study(french)-elective module which i like most

everything has to do with teaching and english. rase muak dn jelak dgr. nasib bek ade french y bring some lights to my miserable life. the first french class was a lot of fun. with us singing the alphabet together....i was like 'wat the hell am i doing here?' .' and then again, there's no magic formula for learning a new language, everything has to start from a scratch. but really, it was fun. but most importantly, that guy from libya is cool. naseb bek zu cop that bulgarian guy, xyah nk berebot.and the french teacher is pleasant too.not like the US one we had this afternoon. 3 hours class feels like 3 years.....wat a long day we had.

so everything is a bit here and there. i feel like loosing, hence, the title looser. the work starts to pile up. torn between looking for a job or not. my room looks like a loser's room. and loser is becoming my favourite word. so many issues here. need to pay the bills. need to lose some weight i've put on(praying every single day i can be the biggest loser). need to find a boyfriend to listen to my ranting( which is a very difficult task) my life is a mess. and it is messier without someone to talk to someone to listen to me and my problem. and as a resullt, readers of this blog is victimised by this stuff i'm babbling about.(my apologies) serabut sungguh. oh serabutnye entry ni! xde lansung thesis statement dgn topic sentence.

this is the freaking first week of my second year, and i'm freaking messed up. God gimme the strength. i'm having some kind of a headache.. as the official owner of this blog, i have every right to cry in my own blog. as if anybody cares about me. after all, i'm a loser.....

love

me

family belah ayah

family belah mak

my family

fasting month

howdy,

been too busy enjoying life now.... looking forward to see all my siblings coming home a week before eid....hopefully everyone will safely be home soon. yes, including u imah. get all those visa stuff done as soon as u can dear, coz honestly, it wont be a fest without u, so do come home. surely it would be wonderful with everyone around this eid...i wish this is the perfect timing to bond with my family, yes.

meanwhile, i am home busy sleeping and counting the days to raya. childish, i know. given that my old number has been destroyed by the evil cash deposit machine back in the uk , i finally got myself a brand new celcom number. yes, my family is a celcom family. just stick with that ok. hmmm, i hate my new number it starts with 010. well, how lame is that? i got it once i arrived and someone has been harassing me ever since, tell me now, am i that gorgeous?

my first two attempts of baking shows a lack of sign that i am cut for it. but never stop trying, i told myself. need to be a cool mom someday, rite? anyhow, i realise that i am painfully bad at

it. then i begin to wonder why i would ever assume i'm gonna be good at it. cool mum, quite positive about that, but baking higly unlikely.

last sahur was the first time i didnt wake up for sahur. actually, i did but just for some apple juice in the fridge coz umi kept saying something about amik berkat sahur. so i just drink and dream. dgn x gosok giginye...yikes. slame ni kalo makan sahur selera kalah berbuke. but today is just an exception.

hmmm. wat else, not much to write really, but wait till those people get home. my schedule will be packed man, pillow talking till morning, yu ya here and there....owh how i miss the good old days....a week feels like a year now...there's no point i'm ranting down here.....a week is a week. how i wish now i could forward the time struggling here...

happy independence day

ramadhan karim

The Chosen One - Maher Zain

best shot

i am so ugly back then i dont wanna live. urgh!!!!!! btw, browsing some old folders and happen to come across this one and decided to pick it as one of my best shots around europe.i mean the background not me,frankly, i look like some kind of moron back then.now is no better.

it's me again

well, perhaps surfing is a greater waste of time. at least writing may allign ur thoughts togethe. yet i still find it hard to come out with a great piece of writing about my journey. i could have written about the super long disaster train journey from prague to rome or even worse about how i got myself seriously burnt in rome yet i need some momentum. unfortunately, having nothing to look forward waking up in this small new house, loosing some weight is not an option.

honestly, this is nothing more than random daily rant from a bored temporary housekeeper. after all, everyone needs to keep their houses rite? back to my travel experience, i doubt if there is still much to write about my trip as i prefer telling them first hand to my mates. it's a lot more enjoyable telling things with expression and appropriate gestures which subconsciously i know i'm good at.

when this writing could be written separately, i've finally decided to cramp all the experiences into one short entry so it wont burden me anymore. i know nobody bothers to read em all but honestly i do.it feels like owing somebody. so i shouldnt mess up with wat is already a boring blog.

eventually, i figured that too long on the road turned out to be not so much fun after all. we got easily tired and fell asleep after every hotel check in. obviously the long journey is to blame. i sometimes wondered if i had included sleeping in my travel plan.

the next funny thing i shall have to tell u is the fact that my friends and i started to develop this ridiculous obsession of vanding machine. i couldnt help but to join her adventure of vanding machine obsession. it was sooo irressistible. everytime we came across one, i would end up with a bottle of soft drink. given the fact that the mystery of me having diabetes is still not resolved, this is totally annoying . i blame the european union for having too much of them in every inch of the metro station.

and yeah, did i tell u about the berlin experience? for those shoppers, it's truly a heaven but since shopping is not really my thing, i go for adoring the apartment more. it surprised us when we found out it's a studio apartment with view, i mean, i have heard of studio, but i never knew that they have got kitchen. and the best part is the washing machine! i'm aware that this might sound like jakun but after 3 days, washing machine sound so good to my ears. i mean, first vanding machine, then washing machine and then wat? cash machine?

i have to congratulate myself for my succesful and completed mission of sending postcard from every each of the countries. it was the first thing i did when we first arrived, the postcards and the stamps. and i found myself hilariously repeating the same lame sentence in every place i went. it goes like this 'dear wateva, i'm in u-know-where, it's awesome. wish u were here, love, me.' i just changed the name and the adjective sometime, sometimes it will be lovely. i know, lame.....but it's just the typical me. lame.

i did a lot of jaris this time. jaris are everywhere. i fear the jaris has becoming a permanent habit of mine just like a habit of closing the door when u enter a bathroom. it's hazardous, i mean the jaris, not the door.. it's not surprising to me if one day grandma has to puke seeing the same pose every there and then. i knew i was supposed to do something about it but after some lousy attempts to change my jaris to the other side or the back of my hand, i know it has finally become a part of me.

over the past few days, i slept a lot so i know it's a lame excuse to stop writing now but still i have to...( what happen to all the cramp into one short entry thing?) pray for me to remain alive tomorrow morning to finish this burdensome storytelling.

long time no post

i've never failed to realise that my blog has been full of photos recently but that is not the case anymore. having completed my first year of my degree, i was duly attached to my travelling agenda and now, i am worn and weak from the prolonged journey home. believe it or not i stil got another month ahead before i see malaysia again. what i'm gonna occupy myself with in such a long waiting i have no idea yet.

the reader may set me down as showing off but let me be for i have quite too much time to write about this trip of mine. let me start off with belgium, our very first destination. brussels is certainly not a difficult city to find ur way around. with the help of metro map and some unused metro tickets, we were ready to embark on our trip. (some advice, dont bother to buy one coz no one cares) travel in brussel metro is unofficially free i suppose.

as for centre of tourist attraction, the grand place is really the place u should go while in brussesl, other than that, optional. this is where u can find various type of chocolates with the price u can never imagine. worth buying if u ask me. and the manneken piss, or the peeing boy is certainly a funny trademark of brussles! and did i mention atomium and mini europe? it's awesome to say the least. stupendous to say the first. if u are going to die tomorrow, and know that u'll never gonna see europe in ur life, mini europe is the place u should go to. all the significant monuments recorded in europe, including eiffel tower and colloseum, u'll find their replicas in this wondelful place. i felt like a giant human kicking around the buildings haha.

yet in every place in the world u will find urself terribly annoyed with something and there is no exception in belgium. surprisingly, i was harrased( shall i call it harrasment?) by the beggars! there was this dirty girl who kept following for money and scared the hell out of me! u should really see my face the moment i pretended to ignore her and made a total ass of myself. she's nut. and for one second, i thought she's never gonna stop. and then came this friend of mine to the rescue. she gave that girl a coin and off she went to her smiling mother and she said gud job dear! (presumably)

but the worst part is yet to come, while we were spending some last hours waiting for our bus in belgium, another girl, (or shall i call her beggar? doesnt sound like a very nice character, does it?)

came to me with a cup asking for money and having learned that a coin will send them off, i put one into the cup in an attempt to get rid of her. to my surprise, she gave the coin back to one of my friends and made some sign language that she didnt want that small donation, only a bigger sum of money she will accept. i know if u are not a swearing person u will go what??? but if u r one, then u will go, watdehek???

enough with the beggars story at least i managed to buy myself some boxes of belgian chocolates which costs me a fortune and not a single souvenir from brussels except for several boxes of the finest belgian chocolates. and one more thing, the belgic, they dont speak english at all only a blend of french and dutch in which neither we speak in but which countries have been to. or they just pretend not to because they dont wanna look so welcoming for tourist to ask for direction.

gotta go,

coming up next,

berlin and bradenburger tor....

prague, czech republic

brussels, belgium

bradenburger tor, berlin, germany

colosseum, rome, italy

edinburgh, scotland

edinburgh castle on the background






lesson well learned this time:

1. travel with a handbag instead of backpacking
2. switch off ur mobile when not used/sleep
3. wear YOUR shoes, not ur friend's which is obviously not ur size
4. finish off the scottish notes(which is strange. i mean, why would they produce different notes in the same country? isnt dat weird?)
5. bring extra brooch to avoid begging ur friend's when urs missing in action
6.don wear pink socks which looks sucks!

cambridge day trip