Not Quite Malay.

Ta'aruf week. We looked like the R&R workers...

Hello hello :)

Feels like forever since I last wrote *reminiscing*  So yeah, the update:

I am officially an IIUM student *victory dance* I feel so young here cause everyone looks older, like way way older (with the beard and all). Gombak is huge. It's like a whole different world here, literally. I can barely breathe after my walk, no journey, from my mahallah (or hostel) to my classes. I also feel like I'm not really in my own country cause of all the international students and lecturers here. Its completely flooded with Arabs, Koreans, Chinese, Nigerians, Africans and who knows what. I heard that we received a Mexican student for my intake *searching* Lecturers here are not like the CFS ones at all (duh!). They have this whole I-don't-care-whether-you-want-to-learn-or-sleep-in-my-class attitude and it's kind of frustrating cause it's hard to get help from them. I guess this is what they call independency *rolls eyes*

The Baker.

Busy busy busy! Though I certainly did not forget to bake some goodies for Eid. So for this year's Eid, my most beloved mother asked us to bake some simple delicacy for our guest since we wont be around at home that much, hence something that will kind of last long. I was hoping to post the recipe on here but the recipe is with my sister and I didn't really remember all of it except for the Victorian Sponge Cake. Hontoni gomenasai!! >_< 

Victorian Sponge Cake:

150g self-raising flour

150g caster sugar

150g margarine

3 eggs

2 tsp vanilla essence

4 tbsp maple syrup

Filling; strawberry jam and whipped cream

P.s. I will definitely ask my sister for the recipe.

Pretty Spiritual.

I found this website on Tumblr and I just fell in love with the beautiful calligraphy. It's actually a wall sticker but they made it in a way that it looks like its been painted on the wall. So beautiful. I am so gonna have this in the near future, insyaAllah.

Check out more at http://zamadesigns.com/gallery

A Bit Too Late.

Yes, I do believe that I am a bit too late to wish this but Happy Eid Mubarak to everyone! My reasons for being this late are very simple. Number 1: I wasn't exactly at home most of the time. Was rushing here and there and I also had to go up north for my Uncle's wedding. Can I just have a moment to whine about how terrible the line is up there? I could barely call let alone text anyone, and obviously there wasn't any internet connection so so much for escaping into the cyber world. Number 2: when I got back home, the worst possible scenario happened, which was the electricity decided to disappear from our neighbourhood. Can you believe that? We actually had to use our candles momentarily but thank God, the electrician came over and fixed the circuit pole or whatever you call it.
During Eid, I managed to learn how to make ketupat. Well sort of...if you count pouring the pulut grain into already made ketupat casing? Let me have a moment to express my deepest respect to all the women out there who are able to actually weave the casing of ketupat properly, cause it is so hard! My fingers were fumbling over each other and I actually cut myself, yes I ashamedly admit that. I only managed to weave like maybe 60% of it but I couldn't join it up. In the end, I gave up and watched in awe as my aunt folded and slide the leaves in between one another and ta-da! The ketupat is made!

Homemade ketupat :)

Frustration.

via: suuriin

Even when I promise to accept all of your decisions,it still hurts.I know that you're doing the right thing and I'm biting my own tongue to stop myself from saying all the wrong words but honestly,I wish that we were never stuck in this position to begin with.Watching you leave and see the emptiness in her eyes is just too much for me.My heart aches to see those tears fall from her cheeks and I hate the sound of our bickering voices that continue to shred at our hearts bit by bit.I'm tired of hoping and yet at the same time,I'm scared to surrender into indifference.Faith is the only thing that is keeping me in place and hopefully,this tiny faith of mine can get me through this storm.

This Song.

Lightbulb.

I accompanied my mum to our other house and let me just say how ecstatic I am about the renovation.I think the designs are brilliant and I love my new room.I've always been a fan of Japanese style and my mum purposely designed my room in that style.I'm gonna have a shoji sliding door instead of the typical door and wooden floorings.I'm currently trying to persuade my mum to buy a futon mattress instead of a bed but its still unsure.I've been searching for Japanese futon but they don't really sell it here,except for this one company in Australia.That's just too troublesome.The best thing about my room is the high ceiling.There's windows right at the top so morning light comes in through the top but not in a horrible,get-the-light-out-of-my-face way.I love that.And I am so gonna ask my dad to buy me a tall bookcase.I'm gonna need more shelves to put more of my books.Teheeee!

via: itsmoisarah

Green Is Good.

I don't know why I'm in such an artistic mood these few days.It's like there's a weird,crazy vibe going on in me and I just gotta let it out in the form of art.Thus,I decided to do another drawing! *crazy laugh* It wasn't supposed to be anybody but my little sister said it looks like me...I don't know if I should be please or not *thinking*

Pencil,Pencil Colours & Watercolour.

Before the detailing.

I spent the day being an "artist" and at one point,I decided to draw my sister.Unfortunately,I really need to work on more realistic drawings and thus,the picture looks nothing like her *silent laugh*

After the detailing :)

Hello Stranger.

I wish that I can be carefree and cool at the same time,but I'm too paranoid for my own good.I wish that I wasn't so clingy and dependent on you,cause I'm scared of the feelings that will surface when you leave me.I wish that I didn't think so much,but these fears have become permanent.I wish that I could be someone better,cause you deserve someone else who will be even more compatible with you.Yet at the same time,as much as wish that I could just walk away from you,I cant.I'm hopeless and a complete and utter dope,just like what you said.
Now do you understand my feelings?