It have been a while since I last had a satisfying vacation with silence and peace. A few months back, we planned for a vacation. One that all of us would enjoy and would definitely be in the top 3 best vacation we ever had. As it was getting closer to the month of JULY, almost the majority of us had personal agendas that we could not skip. Amir and I almost give up and thought that the worst case scenario is that we would probably go to 'Cotton Island' all by ourselves.
Something great suddenly happened. And this something is what we called 'eager' and 'excitement'. Our friends finally decide that, 'heck! If we pass this, when would we ever get to go for a vacation?'. Then, just like a bomb, they drop their priorities and other planned out agendas just to come along with us and that makes Amir and me really, really happy.
Ticket Purchasing
Personally, I cursed the day that we got the ticket. Never had I experience such difficulties to buy bus tickets. Common, we are going to Kuala Terengganu, a place that most tourist would at this time of year because the islands near the state is beatifull! Finally, we manage to get some tickets but the only problem is, we have to go to Kuantan first then buy tickets to Kuala Terengganu. Such a hassle huh? I know...I know...
The 1st Day
-> Gather at pudu... (Lalat, Ared, Nabiryn, Amir and I were from Pandan Indah LRT station)... (Zey and Amm were from setiawangsa)... (Afiq, Meor and Faris were from Sunway and the bus was about to push off when they arrived at the very last minute....lucky!)
-> Push off from pudu... (God, our seatings was scattered and we end up sitting beside strangers trough out the whole trip to Kuantan...urgh!)
-> At Kuantan (It was about 2 a.m and we we fungry and only think of food...hehe. There was a bus that was going to Kuala Terengganu at that time but we found the 'ulat' that sells the tickets too creepy.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Island Party
Never would I imagine to be able to walk in a 'lime light' similar as all of the models that I've seen before. 'Island Party' seems to be the first event that I've got the chance to wear pretty dresses and smile to all of the cameras as if I am somebody important. It was all a verry flattery experience as for me, a girl who guys wouldnt even look at twice during my high school years. Of course I'm not saying that I'm hot, it is just that I never expect I would be able to do these things. Do you know the feeling when you tune in Channel V and watches 'America Next Top Model' and kind of dream of being one of them. Lol!
Well, let's continue the thrilling experience that I've gone trough. I seriously though modelling is an easy job. Come on, you got to put on expensive clothes and accessories, then walk and smile at the cameras. How hard could that be? Well, I got to admit that it was not really hard but it was damn tiring. The delays that you have to put up with and the countless time that you had to do wardrobe changes. Gosh, look at me... you out there would probably think that I'm some bimbo which this modelling experience seems to be my greatest experience. I had you know that this is not true! Not true at all.. I had plenty of amazing experience when I was in Diploma and Degree.
Okay, time is running out. I gotta finish my work....tata for now!
Well, let's continue the thrilling experience that I've gone trough. I seriously though modelling is an easy job. Come on, you got to put on expensive clothes and accessories, then walk and smile at the cameras. How hard could that be? Well, I got to admit that it was not really hard but it was damn tiring. The delays that you have to put up with and the countless time that you had to do wardrobe changes. Gosh, look at me... you out there would probably think that I'm some bimbo which this modelling experience seems to be my greatest experience. I had you know that this is not true! Not true at all.. I had plenty of amazing experience when I was in Diploma and Degree.
Okay, time is running out. I gotta finish my work....tata for now!
Monday, June 23, 2008
My never ending stories...
A LIL BIT OF INTRODUCTORY TO MYSELF (^_^)
A lot had happened these couple of years since I last posted my previous blog. Some are happy moments that i'll forever remember and some are bad memories that i wish to forget. It had been precisely 2 years, 10 months and 2 days since I lost my Abg.Wira. Baby Wira (By-Ya) might be about 2 years plus as well but I havent seen him for a long, long time. K.Linda is now livin' in Dubai, flying with Emirates and she just seems to forget all about me, all about our family. Even so, I wish for her happiness and her well-being.
I'm going to turn 22 years old soon but as I look upon my life journey so far, I havent yet accomplish anything to be proud of. Farid and me had broke up somewhere in February this year and man, that break-up was a disaster to me. Many wouldnt understand as I cried for countless nights and days and keep on doing stuff that I wouldnt normally do just hoping that my heart stop aching.
I'm not really proud of myself as I tried these stuff but I couldnt help it. For the first time of my life I felt so helpless, so weak that I couldnt prioritize what's more important in my life anymore. This is the story about me. Really, I'm not asking for sympathy, this is just merely a small room for me to let myself out. It has always been my secret hiding place.
Dont worry, I'm not doing drugs (god, forbid)... When I first started my degree in Advertising, I was miserable. My best friends from diploma wasnt with me anymore. Then I made new friends, allow new faces in my life. Trusted them, bonding with them, cry and laughes together as the semester passes by. Going into the 2nd semester, I broke up with my x...and I started to screw up my studies, my obligations went aboard, my friends couldnt stand to see me like that and so they back off...
It was at the lowest point in my life and I felt more miserable than ever! I hate myself for sinking this low but would it hurt to let me get up once again? Would it hurt for everyone to assist me and stop talking about me like I really matter to their lives? I'm lucky to have some friends left like Phea, Hawa, Didie and Pasha. They know what I've gone trough and indeed they were furious at the choices that I made but they still stay by my side and constantly remind me of myself again.
Did I mention about Amir? He's my sweetheart. He helps me a lot...Controls me in a good way so that I wouldnt end up hurting myself again.
I'm in love with Amir, no doubt about that but there will always be that insecure part of me which makes me feel scared if he would also leaves me one day. I hope not. I've had enough of people leaving me already. My x had made me lost my mind and turn to a person that I hardly recognized. Thank you Amir dearie for standing by me and never left me feeling alone.
A lot had happened these couple of years since I last posted my previous blog. Some are happy moments that i'll forever remember and some are bad memories that i wish to forget. It had been precisely 2 years, 10 months and 2 days since I lost my Abg.Wira. Baby Wira (By-Ya) might be about 2 years plus as well but I havent seen him for a long, long time. K.Linda is now livin' in Dubai, flying with Emirates and she just seems to forget all about me, all about our family. Even so, I wish for her happiness and her well-being.
I'm going to turn 22 years old soon but as I look upon my life journey so far, I havent yet accomplish anything to be proud of. Farid and me had broke up somewhere in February this year and man, that break-up was a disaster to me. Many wouldnt understand as I cried for countless nights and days and keep on doing stuff that I wouldnt normally do just hoping that my heart stop aching.
I'm not really proud of myself as I tried these stuff but I couldnt help it. For the first time of my life I felt so helpless, so weak that I couldnt prioritize what's more important in my life anymore. This is the story about me. Really, I'm not asking for sympathy, this is just merely a small room for me to let myself out. It has always been my secret hiding place.
Dont worry, I'm not doing drugs (god, forbid)... When I first started my degree in Advertising, I was miserable. My best friends from diploma wasnt with me anymore. Then I made new friends, allow new faces in my life. Trusted them, bonding with them, cry and laughes together as the semester passes by. Going into the 2nd semester, I broke up with my x...and I started to screw up my studies, my obligations went aboard, my friends couldnt stand to see me like that and so they back off...
It was at the lowest point in my life and I felt more miserable than ever! I hate myself for sinking this low but would it hurt to let me get up once again? Would it hurt for everyone to assist me and stop talking about me like I really matter to their lives? I'm lucky to have some friends left like Phea, Hawa, Didie and Pasha. They know what I've gone trough and indeed they were furious at the choices that I made but they still stay by my side and constantly remind me of myself again.
Did I mention about Amir? He's my sweetheart. He helps me a lot...Controls me in a good way so that I wouldnt end up hurting myself again.
I'm in love with Amir, no doubt about that but there will always be that insecure part of me which makes me feel scared if he would also leaves me one day. I hope not. I've had enough of people leaving me already. My x had made me lost my mind and turn to a person that I hardly recognized. Thank you Amir dearie for standing by me and never left me feeling alone.
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