Tuesday, November 25, 2008

A Happy Post

About a month ago, my sister has made me realize that I am leading such not-a-healthy life when we went out for dinner at KFC and she realized that I was eating the not-healthy-at-all parts of the fried chicken and she looked at me with a great shock on the face then asked me “Sejak bila awak makan kulit ayam ni?” I replied her with a blank gaze. And I was recalling hardly of the exact time when I get that bad habit; eating the chicken skin. Then I remember I started to indulge myself with those unhealthy food exactly from last semester. Ahha. Just because I think it is OK to have those once in a blue moon but unfortunately it became a habit then. I have stopped exercising too since most of my classes started at evenings and ended at nights, and I must say that I am not a morning person (have tried to be one before but the attempt came to a failure. Oh maybe I was not determined enough that time. Will give it a try again, some other time, definitely.) so I hardly found time to exercise. That was last semester. And so it applies to this semester too. (though my classes started at 8.30 every morning, I still can hardly find time to exercise. Lazy bum.) The continuance of last semester’s bad habits had made me gained weight. But to gain weight does not give me a goose bump because I do not give a damn, until my sister pointed that out, that I am leading an unhealthy way of being, in a few ways actually. So I think I am going to find time to exercise, and fix everything up and to stay healthy.

Oh, it's not what I am to write actually. This entry is supposed to be a happy entry; that I am going to write on happy things that happened to me. Once the examination ended, my darling Rose has decided to move out of the house so we went out as housemates for the last time, the three of us. I accompanied them to karaoke session. (I am too shy to sing in front of people, and should you note that video games, karaoke sessions, bowling matches are not the ways of how I indulge myself. I will dine in at place that I can’t afford to dine in everyday as one way of pampering myself; I do not mind spending on things I like, yeah, why not, I mean once a while, for you will benefit yourself from your own money, right? But of course I have to get things into plan so I won’t end up bankrupt.) Oh before that, I did go to KLCC in the middle of examination fever to keep my friends accompanied that they wanted to buy a few books for the literature class next semester and I managed to grab a novel for myself, the one that I am currently reading (but it was not as good as “Can You Keep A Secret” as well as “What’s Love Got To Do With It?” I am not keen to read it but anyways, I will try to finish it in the nearest time since I have “The secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13¾” to be read too.)

The next day, went to salon to keep the darling accompanied as she wanted to do rebonding the hair and I have had a haircut too, a retouch I should say so now I am having a super short hair cut. My friends like it somehow. They say I look much younger and some say chicky. I am genetically incapable of accepting a compliment, and had to fight back a nearly irrepressible urge to deny. But I managed to swallow hard and say "Thanks" with a tight-lipped smile. But to me, the new cut makes me look slightly chubby. Oh I don't care of it anymore. So that night, we went to watch “Impak Maksima the Musical”. I would like to thank abg Dex for making my dream into realization that we were the VIPs that night. We were seated at the second-front row and I could see the stage clearly until I was able to identify tiny spots of the show in which I am pretty sure that the back ventures would not be able to. And the show was wonderful, really. For some people, it may mean nothing. I mean, to be seated at the VIP’s row since it happens like everyday, but to a nothing-special girl like me who always get the cheapest seat, it’s such a big deal. I really appreciate that. Thank you, abg Dex. Luckily we were allowed to get in though we showed up pretty late that night due to traffic jam and heavy rain and I should thank adik Afif too for the drift that I nearly die due to the swift. Hoho. And I got to see Zed Zaidi in-person and took picture with him. (Let me clarify something. I am not a type of girl who is obsessed with celebrities. Even Siti Nurhaliza doesn’t impress me much. But that night, I think I acted like one, I do not know why, though I am not a big fan of Zed Zaidi, that I would prefer Ako Mustafa more, still I was chasing him for picture-taking. Blame the hormones for making me so energetic. And people, of course I didn’t make it that obvious that I really wanted to take the picture but hey, I got a picture with him, anyway! With the help of a staff of Istana Budaya that used to be abg Dex punya kawan, so he brought us to the dining hall and met the artist there. Maybe because I wanted to make one of my friends jealous since she’s a big fan of Zed Zaidi, that she never misses the “Sembilu Kasih” slot as far as I am concerned. You may blame the black side of me for having such idea. She initially came up with the idea of watching the show in which I have never thought of going to, but once I have arranged everything, she didn’t want to join. So I was quite pissed off. This kind of things always happen to me especially when I am dealing with the girlfriends that sometimes I think it is always way easier to deal with my boyfriends but I would always wanting for the girlfriends’ companion. For once I have planned everything, the person who initially came up with the idea would be unable to join and I am left with frustrations, and problems! But babe, it’s OK, you are forgiven. We had a blast. I feel sorry for myself for having such bad intention; to make you jealous, is quite cruel. Too bad that you missed it. Sorry. Jangan kecil hati, OK.)

The next day, I went back to my hometown with my dear cousin. The best friend of her is getting married next week so she thought of throwing her helping hands on things and so, I got to meet the bride and we went to the mall to do some surveys on the dowry she wanted to add. While they were browsing through things, I got myself free samples of skincare products that I think will cost me such handsome amount of money if I am about to buy them. Then we headed to GSC, (the new one which is located at the heart of the city) since the department of that kakak is holding a day-out with the client, so they included a movie-watching session in and I got the chance to join too. We walked to the mall from Mahkota Parade and the feeling I get that time was great. You just can’t imagine how much I miss the night-outs, the sightseeing session at nights would always be my favorite! The breezy wind, the scenery of the town at night, it is perfectly amazing! I got free ticket to watch Madagascar 2 together with free popcorn and soft drink. So I conclude that those three days were my lucky days. I am sorry if you may find this entry would be a bit annoying. I didn’t mean to show off. I just wanted to share of the good things that happened to me. And I think writing on happy entry is not my expertise, honestly. I may sound offensive sometimes, don’t you think so? But please do not take offense over it, OK.

So now, I am left with three tag games which I think I will be posting in the nearest time. Thank you to Sekdacomel, Qasiyh and DilaRaden for tagging me. It’s such an honor to know that people are remembering you. Hehs. Oh I love to exaggerate, don’t I?


Pakcik Luar Otak said...

That's normal about so called friedly thingy. Just head up, and move on.

Dah, gi sidai kain.

moQ a said...

ahha!i can see my pic there!
wowo!went to klcc with baju kurung,alhamdulillah.kekeke.

akak!lepas ni kte g tgok mamma mia the musical pulak ek..international tour tu..hikhik

akak cepatla beli kete!!!!hukhuk

SyAhiRah LaLAla said...

pakcikluarotak-- yeah.too boring. isn't it?

moqA-- yesyes.baju kurung mmg pakaian yg sentiasa di approve oleh ayahanda dan bonda,,biarpun untuk ke KLCC.hehs.mammamia?jomjom!
[p/s:adik,,cepatla doakan kakak ini kaya.kalulah kereta seringgit dua.oh oh oh.]

Pakcik Luar Otak said...

Semestinya. Teruskan menjadi diri sendiri. Dan oh. Berbaju kurung ke KLCC.

SyAhiRah LaLAla said...

Berbaju kurung ke KLCC? Errr. Mungkin suatu hari nanti. Hiks.