I read an article in a magazine today, and I feel like being slapped hard in the face.
It's about the fight against counterfeit designer goods, and how child labor, terrorism and human trafficking have been associated with the said subject.


Though I did buy a fake handbag once, and it happened years ago, I can't help feeling so remorseful.
I feel horrible. Did you know in Thailand, there's this assembly plant(sort of a goods factory) where children of age under 10, sitting on the floor, sewing fake leather bags, namely LV, Gucci etc and the investigator said the owners of the factory had broken the children's legs and tied the lower leg to the thigh so the bone wouldn't mend, and the reason is because the children said they wanted to go outside and play. Where most consumers believe that buying fakes is harmless, but after reading this article I feel like a criminal.


Though in my case it was just one time. How about those who've lived their life with fake goods?
I wonder what actions have been taken over this.


I saw and encountered so many shops selling fakes in Malaysia, and obviously they are illegal because one time I asked the shop owner 'what time are you closing, where did your items come from' and the shop owner resisted from talking to me after that as if I'm a police officer. Most of the shops I found are in Sungai Wang, Times Square area, and I don't think I want to go to the area ever again.


Thank God there's no fake goods shop here in Japan. I think that's why when I see a friend using a LV bag to school I drool, because everything here is real.


If you can't afford it, don't buy it. Carrying a fake handbag doesn't make you look graceful, and remember that fakes are never in fashion.


source : Harper's Bazaar, Jan 2009

To whom it may concerned.

He used to go the school every morning with dad.He used to go to the same school with dad, he saw him everyday. Had lunch together everyday.His meal partner was always him, his friend to tell stories, to tell jokes.On that day, sitting by dad's bed he didn't even shed a tear as mum told him his bestest friend in the world has gone.Sitting by dad's bed he waited, while mum already lost all means to find a way to make him understand. Heck, he was only ten.Till he reached one point, he finally broke down and cried, only realizing what mum said was true. And that was the first, and the last time we saw tears in his eyes on that day.Even when I came home, when all of us cried, he didn't.When all of us gave our last kiss and cried, he didn't shed a tear. He was almost freezed up, while only him understands what he was going through, for a boy his age.Heck, he was only ten.And months after that, he'd waited for me to come home, and listen to his jokes. He didn't tell them to anyone else. Only me. Some said it was a transition of phase.But I know, for he was lonely, he needed someone to listen to all of his stories.He didn't mention anything, but mum insisted for him to switch schools, knowing how hard it was for him to stay at the same school. And so he moved to a new one, but I hardly think he's recovered.Heck, he was only ten.

You're far from his league.You're far from being in his shoes. Not even close.

So don't judge.


What I found in one of the folders.
Gile classic gamba ni haha.
Taken back in 2006(kot) at Sunway Pyramid, in our attempt to go skating.

'Boleh tahan sombong'

I don't know I'm just pissed off.
Who are you to question my availability? It's my choice if I chose not to reply your messages. If I chose not to lead you on.
I can't fake nice, so back off.

I wish I'd never have to encounter men like this ever again.

I confided in someone about what I was going through the whole last week. Though I doubt the person understood, but it's nice to have a different perspective.

"Don't stay, forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
Take all your faithlessness with you
Just give me myself back, and don't stay"

I think LP is still the best ever :) Nothing can beat Meteora. At least in my heart :)

It's 12 am, and I'm far from my goal to start studying after 11.

It's the last day of jikken. But I feel nothing.
I don't have the mood to study because I still have loads of reports to do. Does that make sense to you?
And why do we still have to have a class specifically for jikken after the whole semester of labs?
Does that make sense to you?

Complaining mood.

I want to start revising. I want to get into the topics I don't get during the classes, I want to clear out anything that doesn't make sense before.

But this damn report is killing me.

I deserve no sleep, starting tonight.

With Good Charlotte, I feel accompanied :)
Always, always a tad too late.


Resemble a lot with the missing one.
I miss my ring :(


What we used to have, every occasion. Mid's, OU's etc.
Rindu.

"Eating a Big Mac or a large fries would mean over half of your calorie count for the day has been fulfilled"

"A Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese will give the diner a sudden injection of energy, which, if it is not burned off relatively quickly, will turn to fat on the waistline"

On why burgers are bad for your precious waistline.

I don't get why people love the burgers from McD. I can finish a filet-o-fish, but only because it is made of fish.
Too bad I love French fries.

"Kimigayo"

I don't know where he learned nihongo, but he's getting freaking good at it. Freaks me out.

Am I that ignorant?

I'm so over it. But when I read it all, I get this hollow feeling. I see the lies.

I shouldn't have dug it all back. Stupid.

I'm so over it :) Eventually I think I know what they meant when they say friendship in your terms is only a one-way street. No need to defend yourself when you're as bare as sky.

There. Topic closed.

Facebook is getting way superficial. I wonder how many times a person stalks Facebook in a day? Though as much as it "connects", it's getting freakier if every one would know what you're doing almost every time you update anything, in a second. Or maybe it's just me.
Talk about paranoid.

I want to drop Material Science. Can? I see how seniors were dreading the subject, and the sensei(I don't want to be mean, but seriously) because my stomach turns everytime I see the guy. And when he talks..I get this feeling that I just have to get out of the room.

Let it go? Live with it? I don't know, seriously. I wish lecturers would be less supercilious everytime they see a foreign student.

And GG is not as appealing anymore, as expected.

Sebab aku malas.
Sebab putih itu lawa.
Sebab this is the simplest one I can get. Rasenye pasni takde lah tuka baru dah, kot. Hopefully. Depends.

To a certain someone, please get better soon. I need to make the chicken porridge but I don't know how :(

Is there such a thing as serenity? Is there?

Serene. Serene.

Next week finals. A week away.

Still melting.

Bittersweet, Love Me Butch and Laila's Lounge, I love you.

"Asal kau lately ni pelik semacam je hormone ke"

I talk a lot. I ramble a lot. Tak paham.


Aku tak kesah korang nak cakap ape.
But see, I have a thing for guys with long hair. Liquid dah tahap tak tau nak cakap ape.

Malu sial hahaha.

Okay bukak buku baru.

I have so many things to say. But I honestly don't know if they're something that actually matters to some people.

Choose to skip this, if you may.

It hit me so hard that I am always so freaking far away from people that were once closest to me. Searching for comfort from strangers when I had those closest who would feel more than welcome to lend me their ears and thoughts. It's funny that I felt the need to be so far away when I should be nearby.

I have no one to blame but myself.

I should've seen this one coming. I should've been the one to stay beside and give all the comfort I could give - but I chose to refrain. What kind of a person does that?

It's been so long, I'm so blind.

I am sorry.

I want to give her a hug. If I could.

I wish she'd know how much I felt; how heavy it was, but now all I can do is making up for all the time we've lost. Maybe it'll all work out after all; and we'll be able to put the past behind us and move on.

For that, just know I'll always be here. And you can count on me.
Thank you for holding my hand throughout the years.

Here's for the years to come.

If I were a guy, I'd choose Megan Fox over Angelina Jolie.

At least she had a decent history compared to the latter. She's hot. She's sleek and slender. And wasn't a homewrecker(I chose to believe that).

Nothing intrigued the fact that finals are one week away. Tahniah.

I miss Ikin.

Esok jikken lagi.

Next week dah final.

Bila kau nak blaja?

Berangan. Berangan je lah keje kau.

Study wey!

I think I've developed some sort of immunity when it comes cross. If this happened a few days ago, or somewhere last year, I might wail and cry. But I was surprisingly calm. You can't make me turn into that girl anymore.

I wonder if that's enough?

Perhaps I'm just too tired. But I'm glad if this turns out to be the immunity thing. So things would be simpler.

I miss Ikin.



"But you're just a boy
You don't understand
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man
You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you've taken her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed"

I've never been a Beyonce's fan, I think she's overrated. But this song can do a lot of good.

I don't feel that much better today as expected. I feel much worse. I dread Material Science.

The other day, at the salon, the girl asked me whether I was wearing contact lenses. I said yes. She said the color suits well, and asked where to buy them. Apparently there's no well-known brand in Japan that accumulates the exact design, they focused too much on getting the rounder look, not the color or design. She was this close to ask me to get a pair for her. And did I mention here in order to buy a pair of contact lenses you'll need your eyes checked and doctor's approval?

It's a whole other story on guys wearing lenses.

I think kairo is magical. Whoever invented this thing is a genius.

My Nescafe Merah supply is running out.

I'm craving for cheesy wedges so badly. One of the reasons on why to go back home, to add.

I'm sick but I think I'm gaining weight because I eat rice at least 3 times a day, to consume meals accordingly so the medicine I take is effective. At least that's what I choose to believe. So I'll get better. I can't take having bad dreams anymore, I tend to have weird dreams everytime I'm down with flu.

Attempted to make cheesy wedges. Tapi tak jadi pun. I need KFC halal here.

Keep switching Raymond and Rory the whole weekend. I wonder if it is a sickness? But those two are the most effective ones. Non-cheesy.

I remember red scooter. Or was it blue?

I'm doing good. I'm doing good, surprisingly. I feel like, finally, a portion of me has been locked around somewhere. I drew the line, and finally am sticking to it.

Two parcels arrived yesterday, and thank you :) Unexpected. Thrilling. Thank you :)

Mum called, and I feel bad as my voice obviously dragged her attention to my sickness instantly. She didn't show it but I know she freaked out, that's how bad my voice is. A cracking sound. She gave me everyone's update in Readers' Digest version as AJL is airing on the TV(honestly) and suddenly I crave for Kak Ni's chicken soup :(

Material Science and Programming. I don't give a damn anymore.

Five forehead fever sticker(if that's what they call it).
1/3 cough medicine.
Dozens of flu pills.
Dozens more of panadols.
Vapor Rub.
The whole evening of sleeping.
Numerous times of throwing up.

I cannot deal with snow. Not now.
I need more time to do reports.

Material science and fever do not go very well. I'm stuck at the very second question.

I hate swallowing pills.

I think I may have a split personality at some sorts. Or is it just hormonal?
I confused myself a lot, I don't think it's normal. Kejap ok, kejap tak ok. Never mind lah.

Sore throat to the max. I can barely breathe properly, or talk. I think the cold medicine has a huge effect on me. Mata berpinar, kepale pusing.

I hate this.

Please make me well again :( I'm tired of swallowing pills. Or hot warm drinks. I need coffee, but I can't, because it'll keep me awake when I should be resting and add more headache.

I slept from noon till 3 pm something. Woke up by a bad dream, could barely see things properly and stayed in front of the computer till he got home. Talk. Took a bath, cooked ayam masak kurma. I can't stand meat at the moment. Ayam boleh lagi.

Sore throat gila.

And I got the hand-made calendar made by budak2 onna AAJ. Patut lah Saff mintak address hari tu ye haha. Thanks people :)

I should have a good rest before the hectic weekend begins.

I got bored of templates easily.

This is the most decent one I can find for this blog. Though I don't know if you can see me in this?

A long-lost friend added me up, and tengok gambar rase natsukashii gila. I wonder how many times I've mentioned the word. Here. I don't think we were that close like I was closed with Yati but she was definitely some of the girls who'd stand up for me against the neverending fights with boys. She was there, and wasn't among the girls who'd bitch about me.
I think I had a quite interesting childhood haha.

Why do I feel like I was so much wiser in primary school years.

Thanks for all the best wishes :) I'm fine. We're fine.

I think they're making movies like Disaster Movie just out of boredom. Stupid.


And omg Beckham gave Victoria the Birkin bag, one of the three existing in the world. -_-

Dear you,

I honestly don't know how to say this. But
from the last couple of days,
I've learnt a lot. Never dream about something impossible. Never give yourself away too much. Save a portion a bit here and there, too.

Cause in times like this, you'll need it. When you feel like there's no one around. You'll need it badly.

It was a mutual feeling, as we described it. It was coming from both sides, though how we hated to admit. I really thought my heart was closed by those words you said, but somehow in time and pace I managed to mend it. I managed to put it behind, though not entirely. But, for a moment, I really felt like there's going to be no room for it anymore.

You could have done it earlier. You could have told me before, before it's getting late. Before it's getting 3 years. But I am to blame, there's no doubt about it. You say you didn't mean to, that it was all coming out wrong, but honey, the damage is done.

I cannot promise things will ever be the same again.

I want to be fair. I want to be civil. Things that happened, all of it is coming from my bad, not yours. But I wish you knew, I never did anything to hurt you.

I'm sorry about all the things I put you through.
I'm sorry for all of your unhappiness.

Now I can only look for the self-esteem I have left, and start the whole process of bringing myself back together. It might be hard, and takes all the time in the world. But I'm fine.
You said let's have faith in this. We've suffered enough. So let's have faith.



What arrived in mail today, thank God for fast delivery.

I've always loved Anne Hathaway.


My brother puts my sister's fiance's pic in his profile hahaha. I told him his pic might be up next.

What I want is just a little bit of healing in here. It's slow. I'm sorry that it's not instant. But it'd eventually heal anyway.

I suppose it's just life.

Maybe I didn't put it the right way.

Okay, then. Talk about a new topic, shall we.

Reading and watching the reports, my heart truly goes out to the people of Gaza and Palestin.

When will they realize, war never solve anything.

Wake up.

Fighting for home land my ass.


Apple Introduces Revolutionary New Laptop With No Keyboard

He gave me the link. Laptop with no keyboard.

Touch madness.

You'd want one?

It just hit me.
2008 was a good year :)

No breakup(s).
No silent treatments.
No yelling.
No dramas.
No I-hate-that-you-never-listen fights.
No flunking subject(s).

There were new friends.
There were feel-good conversations.
There was ImissyouZatil from unexpected friends.
Less new handbag..kot.

I did what I want to do for so long, today. Though it might not be the expected version of me, but it's okay. Time for a new phase :)



What I want right now.

I just realized. Jess wore so much blue and red in every outfit. Just like him. Just like Superman. No wonder.

Latest obsession : accessories, bubble sleeve dress, lip gloss.

My weight became an issue for the millionth time yesterday.

"Have you put on some weight??You looked different, in a good way"
"Haa bagus la dari kurus macam dulu"

I know back then I was so skinny macam orang tak makan nasi. But is it so different that every single person I just met just have to point it out?

Back then I had never been sensitive with what I ate or how much I consumed. Veggies are not compulsory. Mum has never been obsessed with feeding us with the particularly perfect nutrient, just a bit green here and there is enough. Of course there were lectures everytime we have chips overload or no rice at all in one day but KFC and nuggets are fine the way it is. McD is a bit unwelcomed in our house though, but we quickly fill up its space with everything from KFC and instant fries and Ramli's burgers. I remember staying up late watching movies with sisters and we made burgers without salad and tomatoes, nuggets and fries and eat while watching the movies till early morning.

Funny how things've changed.

I need to consume more protein, less sugar and less caffeine. Apparently, now, I am 10% water and 90% caffeine.

Had a sudden crave for mayonnaise salad :( Mine has never been as good as a decent one. I need more green in this house.

This is random. "Why do you girls like to compare?"

I'm not comparing. I'm not that low. But of course when we looked at our friends, who've just started dating, received all the sweet lovey-dovey things sweet gestures from the boyfriends of course we'd have that sense of longing to be in that time, that place again. Kan? So there's no wrong in merely mentioning it. Not asking for it. Kan?

That's not comparing.

So I am sorry.

End of discussion.

I change the layout occasionally. Deal with it :)

I am not as girly as this layout suggests.

Couldn't find a layout decent enough for this blog.

Jannah, help me aku tak boleh deal dengan die! Sheesh.

I decided not to support this government's effort to grow the economy level by inventing fukubukuro. Or maybe in beauty supplies only. Because it's not worth it to buy a paper bag worth things God knows what. I cannot spend 4000 yen on a paper bag worth eyeliners with weird colors or colors that don't match my skintone, can I? And I don't think I'll use them all anyway.

Save save save.

I tend to draw a line when a guy friend gets too dependant. I know it's unfair. But it's not fair to me, to the loved ones too. Fine if you wanted to confide in me, if you get lonely. But I can't get to your needs everytime.

Btw. In your game, actually I won it all. If there was even a game. Because you've never had me.


I watched Blindness and Mirrors with him the other day, and tried to block out the impact they had on me, but I can't.

Blindness sucks because they didn't show the source of the disease, the effect to the other areas, the statistics and all eventhough clearly it was something similar to I Am Legend and the other one movie with carnivor disease. We left dumb-founded after the movie and I was desperate for a good meal after that(to declare how suck the movie was). And, there were some parts I find so freaking annoying to me as a woman. For a moment I felt like the good trait in men species is in the brink of extinction, as the one part showed in the quarantine area, which in one dorm where men raping women, and women had to comply for the sake of the food. I watched this part fighting with urge to at least punch any man beside me(he was lucky he's my boyf) because I see how uncivilized these men are, and how foolish the women are. Even if it's just a movie. And they didn't say why Julianne Moore was unaffected, why the guards are gone, etc etc.

So almost every minute watching it I just couldn't stop complaining.

And Mirrors, admittedly I'm not born for a horror film. So I left many parts unwatched, covered my eyes with his sweater and even then I was scared. Not a very good cinema experience.

So there, now I can rest happily. For God's sake pick a romantic comedy movie to watch after this, woman.

This is merely an opinion.

p/s : I didn't put the Mirrors' poster because I don't want that freaking scary eyes to stare back at me everytime I read this post.

p/s lagi : Just read the Wikipedia about the Blindness movie, and apparently there were some controversy over the blind topic, saying "Blind people do not behave like uncivilized, animalized creatures. Stupidity doesn't choose between the blind and the non-blind."

Hello, 2009.
Happy New Year :)

What I did last night? Watching movies,talking to the loved ones, entertaining people. Because we don't have fireworks here. I don't know what others did.

We were planning to go to the Diamond City this evening, because she wants to get fukubukuro. Me, being the clueless that I am baru sedar kewujudan fukubukuro haha. I should get one worth of cosmetics. Easier, cheaper.

Where the hell did my make more money shop less goals go.

I found the records I used to make using my old phone. Listening to all of them, my goodness they didn't even make sense haha. I used to record things and save them or send them to him, just to keep track of things. Or for fun. Songs and ramblings.


I should stay away from bookstores and mags. But believe it or not this is the first time I found Glamour UK here!(or any other Glamour seriously)

"I decided, very early on, just to accept life unconditionally; I never expected it to do anything special for me, yet I seem to have accomplished far more than I had ever hoped. Most of the time it happened to me without my ever seeking it."

"Money never made anyone happy in and of itself, but it always gave me a real sense of security, so it enhanced my ability to be happy."

"Sex appeal is something you feel deep down inside. I can convey as much fully clothed, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain."
-Audrey Hepburn.

I hate him for making girls feel miserable. Maybe I'm not in the shoes. Not in the position to judge. Ye ke? But honestly I just feel for them, for the past they had to go through. She doesn't deserve that, neither of us, I was lucky I got out of it fast enough. And still I feel like it scarred me. For life.
I'm not even mad anymore. Though I left without any last words or mail or goodbye, I don't feel anything, not even guilty, like I used to be before. I'm glad I did it. If I reveal the things from the last 3 years, it'd be even uglier. So I'd better not.

New year, new year. Bye bye past.

I hope you'll find your Edward Cullen.

Yesterday I did the nails for the first time by myself, but they turned out hideous. New resolution la konon.

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