Llama is a 1st Class Brat

I have been, um, busy, lately. Apologies for not posting anything up here.

Uh, i forgot what else i’m supposed to say here.

But maybe because there is nothing else to say.

Lovelove.

Can i please have these two things?

The first being those Keds wedges. How comel?
I saw a girl wearing a black pair in Sydney, and i pointed at them (discreetly) and to Sheepeera isaid, “I want those!”. Sheep knows me too well, because she just exclaimed, “LIYANA!”.
Hmph.
Oh, no, i don’t want to have Emma Watson. I want that little piece of denim she’s sporting. But how does she make that denim jacket look so fashionable? AND she’s wearing a sweatsuit underneath it. An adorable one, natch.
Much jealous ya?

Um, Sheh, if i find a black pair of those wedges… I kenot guarantee i won’t do anything about it.
Oh and also a great-looking cropped denim jacket like that. Which doesn’t look as 90’s. I always end up looking like i’m 12 when i try any denim jacket.

Oh dah malas.

Ciao.

Not that it isn’t expected, is it? Good things always come to an end.

Like my Sydney trip, which ended yesterday.

I had a blast there, thanks to Sheep =))). It’s just what i needed. Sightseeing, shopping, great yummy food, and best of all relaxing with my geographically nearest best girlfriend! Of course, Sheep let me sleep in pretty much every day, as it was my hols.

I can’t pinpoint my most favourite moment. I can however mention one of my most favourites, and that was when Sheep and i saw the dugong! Hahahahahahaha, but no, seriously! We were at the aquarium, going down the place leading to the dugongs, and suddenly a dugong came into view and Sheep and i jumped up about a mile!
Ohkay fine i was the one who jumped and grabbed her in alarm. Because, fish, the dugong was HUGE. I know dugongs are gemuk and cute and besar but i didn’t expect it to be THAT big. It was alarmingly big ohkaaay. We went around the water that the dugongs occupied through the tube, you know, the underwater tube. But since the glass makes the specimens inside look about 25% smaller, i was less alarmed when i watched the two dugongs eating veggies or rumput ot whatever it was. After watching them for a while, i was strongly reminded of Moto Moto, which made me think of Rina.

Rina would have loved to see the dugongs, i think. Then maybe Rina and i would start singing Moto Moto’s song together while going around the tube. Or go around saying “You huge. You huuuge.”

Ho ho ho.

I ended up shopping for quite a bit too. Ceh. Takde willpower betul. My favourite purchase was this leather-looking jacket. It was SUPERCHEAP tauuu. Real leather stinks (not to mention a symbol of cruelty, but sheepeera said the cruel part depends on how the skin came off. yeh.), but since it looks so good on loads of people, i wanted one that’s similar, therefore it has to be fake-leather jacket. It’s one thing that i didn’t feel guilty about buying, as i had the intention to look for one in Sydney anyway before i arrived. Which means, ya, i’m kind of feeling a little guilty about my other purchases. But whatevs. I’m very, VERY broke though.

Sheep woke up almost every night (or is that very early morning?) to make a sandwich for me for sahur (veggie salami or turkey and chai latte). So baik kan? I almost never wake up for sahur here, so it was nice to do it there, and to have all those talks with Sheep until Subuh and until we fell back to sleep. And she always usap-usap my hair and manjakan me there. So that’s really something that i will miss here!

I mentioned the food kan? They have such nice foods there. So many halal places, and they have loads of amazing yummy cafes there. Shah would love to visit them, so i would definitely want to go back someday and take Shah to where Sheep and her friends took me.

I was very happy to be a part of Shaheera’s life in Sydney for a week. She goes out with her friends often, so i got to meet most of her friends, who were all friendly and welcoming and loads of fun. I could imagine hanging out with the very same group of people if i were in her place. It was all very lovely; i’m just glad that Shaheera has always been in a good place. Plus now, especially now, Sheepeera is supremely happy, so that makes me happy too! And that makes me sayang her more… somehow…? Hihi. Also she’s actually very motherly, manjakan me and all. Almost like how Shah manjakan me, except the sexual chemistry between us is less stronger. But oh it’s still there, don’t worry, Sheep. Nyeh nyeh.

Oh the shopping, daymn. I think now i know why i was send here and not Sydney. Because i would be five times more broke every month. They have so many cute boutiques, and you don’t end up shopping at the same shops, unlike in Christchurch. But then again i have no one physically stopping me from going out now and then.

I did get to buy some great stuff there - with Shaheera saying “Suckah!” into my ear every so often. Ah well. I only buy things that are on sale anyway, having been ripped off too many times here.

One of my “requests” to Sheep was to watch one movie with her. I picked My Sister’s Keeper. Sheep cried. I did not. Nyehhh. But it’s not a competition or anything, so, ya. Ha. Ha. Ha. Sheep was so cute though, she tak puas hati i don’t cry. I was really sebak though. The book is still better, but i have to admit that i was probably sadder watching the movie than reading the book. Also Cameron Diaz is superb in it. And still supercute and pretty.

I visited some picturesque places, and i’ve wanted to visit at least one of the beaches there - but i got to visit two beautiful beaches! Bondi and Coogee. New Brighton and Sumner beaches here are pretty much incomparable to Bondi and Coogee’s beauty, where the water is blue and green and the sand is clean and white and soft, especially Bondi beach. The water was still pretty cold, but me not knowing when will i get the chance to be there again, it’ll probably be in a long time, i just went ahead and wet my feet in the cold water at both beaches.

Now i’m back here, in cold Christchurch, but i’m going to make the most of where i am, and just be content. Which i am. But that doesn’t stop me from missing many people and the comfort of that home-y feeling when you’re around the people closest to your heart.

Anyway, i still have half of the dozen Krispy Kreme doughnuts i got at the airport. No, not six left. That’s ‘half a dozen’. I have ‘half of the dozen’ - see the difference? - i ate half of all the 12 doughnuts on the plane and last night, as sahur. I’ll probably polish them off by tomorrow night.

My room is a mess. So lazy to tidy up. And so lazy for uni. One more day of mooching around, then it’s back to treading the path to uni every morning. Every cold morning.

Before i go -

Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou
thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou.
Thank you to Shaheera and her friends for making my Sydney trip wonderful. Biggest thanks to Shaheera and her friend who had to chauffer me around. You guys are the best, and i am most grateful and very thankful.
Can’t wait to hug and kiss you again my Sheep! December yeh?

Ciao!

I’ve had this slight headache for hours. Very irritating. Aih.

I went out to change nz dollars to aussie dollars. Siyut punya bank. I got so sikit in the end. Aih aih aih.

I know i just talked about being grateful and thankful and not taking things for granted last night. But i’m quite sure i also said that i’m not that big of a person. Not that this is an excuse. Deep down, i feel and do all those things. Yes i do.

It’s just… eih. Too bad it takes so little to bring me down. Oh it does take very little to make me feel hepi again though. See-saw betul.

But today, with the headache, and realizing for the umpteenth time that my wardrobe is incredibly bosan… Aihaihaih.

Headache aside, as i am NOT touching anymore panadols-

Seriously, what is with my clothes? Bosan sungguh. I wish Rina were here. She would bring her clothes, than we could just share allllllllll of our clothes. Fiza? Um, hello, have you seen Fiza? Her jeans are like two sizes smaller than mine.

Looking at my clothes here, and remembering my clothes back home, i actually have no specific style. Like, Kim Kardashian always goes for the vixen/siren bomb thing. Sienna Miller, boho (people say she copied kate moss? whatevs. don’t really see it). Rachel Bilson, casual chic. Jennifer Aniston, simple sexy hotness chic.

My girfriends in Malaysia pun macam ada specific style. Everyone dresses well, but this hardly needs to be mentioned. And each has some sort of their own style. I seem to be stuck in the middle. Dari dulu. I look at different people and i go, i think that’s actually me, so i do it, but after a while i look at someone else, and then say, oh let’s try that, that would look better. I’m 23 now, and i still don’t have my own look. Even my baby sis Rina has her own style ohkay?

I think it’s because i look at too many celebs… You think?

If i korek deep down la kan, korek my soul… I think i’m actually a girl. I wish for that girlicious thing kot. If i can wear dresses everyday, i would really do it. If you wonder why i’m not doing it already, 1irst is it is bloody cold here to wear dresses everyday, 2econd is i really am 100% comfortable calf-length dresses, but these ones are the daymn hardest to find. I’m into maxi dresses, but they could be either too long or too short or boring-looking.

Tsk. Totally menyesal now. We were out shopping for something for me to wear to see MU (i know, gedik or what?), when Shah pointed out these two full-length dresses to me in Subang Parade winter hols haritu. They were identical, electric blue and purple. He offered to buy one for me. He really did, he was like, pick one la. And why i said i menyesal? Yes, because i said no. Konon baik sangat. Kononnya “Oh sayang takyah la membazir duit.”

Sampai sekarang i think about the electric blue dress. Sniffs.

Yeh, i do that. If i see something, and i go, hm let’s not waste money, then i go home kan… But if simply kenot stop thinking about that thing, you know what i’d do? Well duh.

Too bad i’m all the way here in nz and nowhere near Subang Parade. The dress that was never mine…

I still have too many maxidresses at home. Fiza has some too that i steal sometimes. Most of the sometimes unsuccessfully though. I would try something from her closet and go, oh this is niiice and before i step out of the room i get this guilty conscience. Then i’d text her saying i’m borrowing your this or that. Then most of the times she would say ‘No, that one kenot, but the other one can’. Good thing i can’t wear most of her clothes. They’re either too small for me or look really weird. My big sis luckily has the kind of body that can carry whatever the heck she wants to wear. And i, you know, don’t have it.

Ah well. I’m still perfect. Thankful and grateful.

Before i go, i was wondering about this and analysing it. I don’t know if you girls go through shopping phases? Like, at a time, all you buy are shoes. Then you enter an all-jeans phase. Then jeweleries only. Then tops. Then handbags je. Is this healthy or bad? Oh the headache.

Anyway, i better go get ready to tidur, have to bangun awal esok. Sydney i’m coming bebeh.

p/s: i never paid attention to Rampage. But how cool is the name ‘Rampage’ for a brand? kickass kan. and just for extra info, this is the brand yang bar rafaeli took over from gisele bundchen. or something like that. i wikied a while ago, because the name was so familiar but takleh attach it to anyone in my head.

Not crazy as in “I’m pregnant with twin baby aliens” crazy, but crazy enough for me to log into my Friendster account to write about it before i lose the source.

I have this link. Those of you who keep up with celeb news, like i do, but it’s really only because i have nothing better that i want to do (please, i stress on the ‘wanting’ part, ya?), you might know that Jennifer Aniston is filming a movie with Gerard Butler called The Bounty. Since paparazzis are way more obsessed with Jennifer Aniston (or her love life, whatevs) than i am, there are a lot of candid photos of her out there. Recently this one came out:

When i saw this, i actually paid more attention to her hair and flip flops than the dress. I never even noticed the bag. But the thing that i thought was so crazy has to do with the bag. The bag is apparently “one of Lauren Bush’s FEED Projects initiatives”, and get this: one purchase of the bag could feed two Kenyan children for AN ENTIRE YEAR.

How. Super. Crazy. Is. That?

You don’t find it supercrazy? Ohkay then it’s just me then. But think about it. Think about how incredibly blessed you are. How incredibly blessed we ALL are. It makes you appreciate whatever you have right now, right?

To realize this during Ramadhan, i have to say i FEEL incredibly blessed. I whine a lot about not having money, but i never go hungry. Learning things like this, should make me think and not take things for granted. Not to take food for granted, not to buang food if it simply doesn’t taste good. Or, you know, just don’t buy something if you don’t know if it tastes good. But since i’m not that big of a person, i think the best i can do is to vow to do something bigger when i can afford it, something to just give back. It doesn’t have to be to Kenyan children. It could be something small, local, but with a big impact. Kan? Hm. I think so, i think so…

By the way i do genuinely think Jennifer Aniston bought the bag with the intention to help. Imagine the gift of knowing you help two children to never go hungry for an entire year. Won’t you feel good about yourself?

I know Joey Tribbiani said no good deed is unselfish, because you always feel good after you do something good. But so what? You feel good, you are happy, so wouldn’t you be more tempted to do more good deeds? It’s the same principle as working out. Or, say, having sex. To feel happy and good about yourself. So you put more good things out into the world. And then to those who believe in karma, isn’t this incredibly good news? What goes around comes around, kan?

Check out the link and read it for yourself.

Goodnight and ciao.

Unless you don’t give a fish la kan. Do continue reading.

Because i’ve got the link to the designs for Bella’s wedding gown made by superfamous fashion designers!

To those who hasn’t read all four books in the series, and going, “What??? Bella got MARRIED????? NOT to Edward right???????”.
I did suggest to you to stop reading didn’t i. And to those who are crushing on Robert Pattinson… Seriously, really?
Oh another thing, hello, you HAVEN’T read all four books? Not that they’re the best or anything. Eh, no. But come join this side. Go and read all four. Start now.

Some of you might know how i am really not Stephanie Meyer’s biggest fan. I’ve read the whole series. But i seem to have a problem with her writing. But her story, i love. I repeat, love her stories, no love the writing. Ya?

Feast your eyes on this!: Fashion Designers Sketch Bella’s Wedding Dress

My absolute favourite would have to be Monique Lhuillier’s. At first i thought it could be because i like her sketches the best, and not the design itself. But after going through each sketch twice more, i definitely have decided that if i were to wear a dress on my wedding day, and i could pick a design and send it to a profesional tailor to get it made, i would show the tailor these sketches. Loving the lace, loving the long dramatic veil, loving the ribbon at the waist, and LOVING the silvery colour in the sketches.

Although, you know, if i do copy this design, and wear it, and Monique Lhuillier finds out… That would be wrong. I could get sued or something, right, if i do that?

My second pick would be the one by Lela Rose. I’ve actually never heard of Lela Rose, although she sounds familiar. Maybe i caught her on Tim Gunn’s Guide to Style a couple of weeks ago…? Nyeh. (writer: i yahooed this. turns out it was indeed Lela Rose i saw in that show. i had loveeed her dresses!) Her design is similar to Monique Lhuillier’s, with the lace at the top, only you can’t see the design of the front of the dress. I probably wouldn’t have wanted that off-white colour for my wedding dress, but i think it fits well with her idea. LOVE that ‘bustle’ at the back.

Just gorgeous. And jealous. Because i waaaaant.
HomaiGod, this must be the first time ever i feel a twinge of jealousy for Kristen Stewart. I sanggup berlakon alongside Keanu Reeves 2.0 just to wear one of these dresses!
And yeh, that’s a dig directed at RobPat. I happen to think Keanu Reeves can’t act. Everyone says it too! Also, sorry to break your heart, but E!Online seems to think RobPat is not all that talented either. Don’t believe me? Fine. But don’t be too surprised and cry if you stumble upon that article in their website.

Click on the above link to see more sketches, or go to In Style homepage!

Not the sahur itself. It’s the food. I always feel all icky and nauseated around this hour. It takes a lot of energy to bring myself to get up and eat summore. But the most important thing is, it takes really delicious food for me to actually have an appetite to eat during sahur. Delicious food as in cooked by Mommee.

Uhhh. I want to sahur in Malaysia. Uh uh uh. How to kahwin. Nanti sahur Mommee’s cooking takde.

After two unfinished pieces of toasts and one unfinished Cadbury bar (the muesli kind) and one and a half mugs of hot tea, i was done. I had more appetite to watch Xmen than to devour whatever food i just mentioned. Seriously, no energy to make any kind of more appetizing meal.

At least Rina being online is a plus! I didn’t know she’s on skool hols. Wait she just typed something.

HomaiGod now sleepy sangat dah. Better go do Subuh.

Ta.