tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-359882892012-01-27T22:16:00.507+08:00ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.comBlogger5531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-13497864488859154832012-01-20T21:12:00.000+08:002012-01-20T21:12:06.261+08:00

Just because I've always had a thing for drummers & Skrillex (; So I'm finally done with my spring semester exams, which brings me that much closer to my graduation in the summer, and ultimately the big mass of infinite grey area that is my future in the 'real world'. As it draws nearer, it doesn't become any clearer, it just becomes much more fuzzled - like a tv channel that hasn't been

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I wish I had something more profound to say tonight, but alas, I have no inspiring words to spew out unto the keyboard this time around. I'm halfway through my exam period, and while I'm supposed to be studying for my Strategic Management paper tomorrow, I've instead chucked my notes aside for the time being to watch Junior Masterchef Australia in the middle of the night. I've loaded up on my

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Before I go into anything else, Happy 2012 everyone! (: Photo credit: Rampant Gaffer I can't believe that it's already a brand new year, one that could possibly bring me much more joy than 2011 did. Not to say last year was completely disastrous - looking back, I think that I could have done so much better. So as to not repeat my past mistakes, I've decided to come up with a list of things

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I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas (: This year's celebration was no different from the rest, as mum & I headed to uncle Kenneth's for Christmas dinner as we always do (: This time, however, I decided to do something special instead of just getting him a bottle of wine. For the past couplve days I've had the urge to bake (studying tends to do that to me sometimes) so I went through

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“You, who make my life so god damned difficult. The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold. You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-91033635711005596682011-11-28T11:48:00.002+08:002011-11-28T11:51:34.863+08:00

By a stroke of good luck, I managed to score myself a pair of passes to the Carven Ong Graduation Show right smack in the middle of the Malaysian International Fashion Week. It was a much welcome relief from rehearsals and uni, especially leading up to yesterday's performances at KLpac. The show featured collections from 15 graduates from Carven Ong's Fashion Academy, plus another five

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-63360387639368380262011-11-22T17:36:00.002+08:002011-11-22T17:58:19.656+08:00

“I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It’s the universe’s way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It’s how life is.”— Sarah Dessen, The Truth About ForeverNine weeks into the semester, and as the work load piles up like it normally does at this time of year, I find myself tucked away in the corner of The Curve's

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All ready to go this Eid al-Adha.Selamat Hari Raya Aiduladha my Muslim brothers & sisters! May this time be one of reflection & gratitude. To those who balik kampung, stay safe. & to my non-Muslim friends, enjoy the long weekend!

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Oh, Rico ♥Anatomy of Change. Thierry Mugler AW 2011/2012.I think my obsession just escalated a little bit.

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It was a night where ghouls, ghosts, witches and numerous Grim Reapers roamed freely in the streets, into clubs, and onto the dance floor. The bar was covered in cotton spider webs, rubber snakes dangled precariously from branches that crept along the ceiling, and a skeleton hung above the countertop, arms stretched out wide, an invitation to the many costumed patrons streaming into the venue for

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I'm currently sitting in the middle of my Economy & Society class, trying my best to pay attention to the lecturer as she explains the Bolshevik Revolution of 1917 - how it influenced the world's views on capitalism & socialism, which ultimately led to the rise of a planned economy in China, North Korea and the Soviet Union - but my eye keeps trailing towards the video above, and I'm completely

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-44429151453892147422011-10-27T13:13:00.003+08:002011-11-05T23:36:21.481+08:00

I know this is a late wish, butHappy Diwali to all my Hindu friends!I had hoped to have blogged that on time yesterday, but I have no internet connection at home for the next few days, so I'm writing this in the library while I wait out the next four hours until my next class. There's currently a golf tournament going on in my neighbourhood, and the make-shift media centre that has propped itself

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-83316572906838513072011-10-16T23:25:00.001+08:002011-10-17T00:07:52.895+08:00

Just because I was bored last night after a wedding, and I couldn't sleep as early as I'd like. It was another one of those nights that I wished I could just sleep my worries away, but as we all know, life just doesn't work like that; so what did I do instead? Camwhore (: The suppressed narcissist in me was elated.Tonight I'm working on my dissertation outline (goodness, it seems as if it's all

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-9624439735595332732011-10-10T23:46:00.002+08:002011-10-11T02:09:18.680+08:00

Right, so since I haven't been very diligent in updating my blog, it's quite obvious that school has started back up again and although it's only three weeks in, the first semester of my final year at Nottingham is in full swing, what with numerous assignments already being thrown into my lap and a meager eight weeks to complete them all. In my first week I was more than a little shocked when I

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-51856619100404323482011-09-13T06:16:00.008+08:002011-11-25T08:59:04.763+08:00

“So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.” — Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower) Two weeks til the end of the summer break, and I'm left thinking, "If only I

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credits: un-non Salam Eid ul-Fitr to my Muslim brothers & sisters! MashaAllah, it's been such a quick Ramadan this year. I feel like I had barely even started the fasting month, and here it is, the last night. Although there's still one more day left, I thought I'd take this time to wish whoever's reading an Eid Mubarak, as tomorrow will be spent doing whatever one's supposed to do during Eid,

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-65616207317080134082011-08-27T00:00:00.010+08:002011-11-25T08:59:35.963+08:00

For the past two years I've been going to Urbanscapes, and this year was no different. I was very glad that they decided to hold it at Padang Astaka instead of KLpac, because even though we couldn't duck into the KLpac for a few minutes of merciful air-conditioning whenever the sun got too hot, I now didn't have to endure the horrible traffic on Jalan Ipoh (which normally meant being stuck in the

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“Our lives are not as limited as we think they are; the world is a wonderfully weird place; consensual reality is significantly flawed; no institution can be trusted, but love does work; all things are possible; and we all could be happy and fulfilled if we only had the guts to be truly free and the wisdom to shrink our egos and quit taking ourselves so damn seriously.”— Tom RobbinsIt's just

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Once again, I made the pivotal journey down to Singapore to get some back-to-school shopping done, but this time it was a very short visit since the main reason I went was to actually take one of the last few train rides heading into, and out of, the historic Tanjong Pagar Railway Station. The last time I took a long-haul train ride was when I was six, heading to Penang, so I obviously didn't

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-25768138218831970842011-08-03T22:13:00.002+08:002011-10-11T01:35:21.110+08:00

When one usually thinks of a concert or a gig, the usual scenario that would flitter through their mind would be: star comes up on stage, audience screams, star says that it feels great to be there or that this is the best crowd ever, then proceeds to sing a few songs before ending the night with a mispronounced "terima kasih!" Well, at least, that was what I expected when I went for David

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-56358998338370111722011-07-31T16:55:00.007+08:002011-10-11T01:35:37.807+08:00

Ramadhan Mubarak to all my Muslim brothers & sisters! May this holy month be one of forgiveness, patience, mercy & reflection as we seek Allah's blessings during this wonderful time. InsyaAllah, this will be a beautiful Ramadhan (:Oh my goodness, it's been a while, hasn't it? The summer holidays have been absolutely exhausting thus far, which has resulted in me down with a small bout of the

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-6201678132157831982011-06-18T23:54:00.002+08:002011-10-11T01:36:18.102+08:00

Just because I thought the sky above KL was spectacular that evening.Sometimes I'm glad I'm not allowed to drive - if I was, I don't think I'd be able to enjoy sights such as these; instead, I'd be fuming over the motorcyclists who swerve in between cars, keeping my eyes focused on the car in front of me just in case the driver decides to suddenly stop mid-acceleration, edging my vehicle forward

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“Man, because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices his money to recuperate his health. Then he is so anxious about the future that he doesn’t enjoy the present. As a result, he doesn’t live in the present or the future. He lives as if he’s never going to die.Then he dies having never really lived."- The Dalai Lama, on what surprises him the most of humanity.I should

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-79207247882231331872011-05-27T19:44:00.014+08:002011-10-11T01:36:53.013+08:00

Meet the muse for Thierry Mugler mens wear.(all images via Tumblr) I may have a slightly unhealthy obsession with Rick Genest.Oh, and did I mention that I'm done with my second year? (:

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“Each one of us is alone in the world. He is shut in a tower of brass, and can communicate with his fellows only by signs, and the signs have no common value, so that their sense is vague and uncertain. We seek pitifully to convey to others the treasures of our heart, but they have not the power to accept them, and so we go lonely, side by side but not together, unable to know our fellows and

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-59488987791139543042011-05-17T22:52:00.005+08:002011-10-11T01:37:39.650+08:00

Just a few pick me ups to ease the exam stress. Garibaldi's millefoglie & cioccolato; caesar salad, tabouleh & orechiette pasta salad trio, poulet ananas pizza, and a dark chocolate & mascarpone pizza from Ben's General Foods Store. These past few days have been particularly gratifying, as I usually forgo meals as I study. I have the notion that if I stop reading for long periods of time I'll

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-7367825104312283892011-05-15T00:23:00.007+08:002011-10-11T01:38:01.984+08:00

I'm currently in the midst of finals, but I'm more interested in what I'm going to do for summer break than in my counseling theories. Plans have been brought forth & lightly discussed, though a few things have been set in stone while others are still up in the air. There will be decidedly less travelling this year however, as a few of my plans require me to stay on home soil; but whatever it is,

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"I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover it’s ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, it’s unceasing motion, it’s mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like

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(via Tumblr)Wishing all the wonderful mothers out there a Happy Mother's Day (:I had this whole blog post dedicated to both my mum & grandmum all thought out at one point, forgetting that they probably don't come to my blog & won't read this (though you never know with my mum); so I'll think of something else to express my affection & gratitude. I'll either do something today or save it for my

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Just a few pictures from the last couplve months that I haven't had the time to upload or blog about. I realised I haven't been keeping up to date with my picture-taking as I was going through my Facebook albums. I'm inclined to start a Flickr account to store all my photos instead of having them on Facebook, but the thought of reuploading all those photos just turned me off completely. Maybe

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It's becoming increasingly harder to start studying, even though my first paper is barely two weeks away. Now that classes are over for the year, and all my assignments have been handed in, I find no reason to go to campus anymore, let alone pick up a text book when I'm at home surrounded by the most tempting of distractions. The telly seems like a welcomed long-lost friend, one that I've been

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“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first. You can take away a man’s political freedom and you won’t

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-58746767749866780942011-04-18T16:13:00.011+08:002011-10-11T01:40:47.445+08:00

Saturday night we celebrated Jesslyn's twenty-first in absolute style at the JW Marriott. It was a pretty extravagant bash, but you couldn't expect anything less from Jesslyn. It was also an opportunity for me to cam-whore with my new hairdo and use the nude pumps that I'd bought last year but never had the chance to wear :P It was also very refreshing to see everyone all dressed up for once,

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Finally presentation numero dos is over and done with, and I'm quite surprised at how well it went. Long story short, Alia, Muneeba and I basically bullshat (shitted?) our way throughout the entire thing, inserting random and hopefully relevant facts here & there, relying mostly on our photo-ridden slides to impress the class. I honestly don't know whether or not Ms. Ria & Ms. Dunn bought our

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It's a wonder how time has just passed me by. Wasn't it just a few posts ago I had mentioned how deep in a rut I was as I worked my way through assignment after assignment? Yet here I am, back in the library in between classes, flipping through the pages of a mountain of books & journals as I try to finish up my dissertation & critiques. Where did the last three months go? I swear I had promised

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It's been a week since the performance, and I'm pretty sure I haven't exactly gotten over the hype. It's been a couplve years since I had last graced the stage, so to be able to get up there and do one of the things that I love was very fulfilling. I didn't realise how much I had missed performing til I was waiting in the wings, watching the crowd pool into the theatre on the small monitors above

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-34238246938057971882011-03-09T18:13:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:43:28.685+08:00

It's exactly a week before my performance at the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra, and I realised I haven't exactly done much (if any) shameless advertising on my blog about the show as I used to with all my events when I was SA Ents Officer, mainly because I've been so swamped lately that I haven't had the time to sit down and write a proper post. But, here I am, yet again huddled away in the

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It's been such a chaotic week of rehearsals, photoshoots, school and the random soap-opera worthy drama scattered in between, which has me listening to the lovely Ray LaMontagne to calm me down on more than one occasion. As I type, Be Here Now is playing softly in the background, and I'm teleported into a dream-like state, where I dance on clouds painted in the colours of the sunrise and I have

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“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”— Galileo GalileiThis is a little late (I apologise), but Xin Nian Kuai Le to all my Chinese friends (:Much has happened in the time since I last blogged. Most notably, I went on a short road trip with a few lovely people after the exams, I've been rehearsing for one

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This was just too beautiful not to share. feera.

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It's the week after the chaos that were my semester exams, and what am I doing? Nursing the stitches I got this morning from some dental work. Nothing too bad, really - I had expected much, much worse. The last time I had gotten a tooth removed was way back in the day, and I guess time had tampered with my memory a little bit. The local anaesthesia wasn't as painful as I had remembered - in fact

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It's about 12 hours before my first paper (which is MAD2, of all things) and here I am, clicking away at my webcam trying to entertain myself even though I know full well I should be freaking out about tomorrow. Accounts is just driving me insane, and I don't know if I can even manage it. The worst thing is that I may not even care if I fail or not. I know my second year goes toward 40% of my

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“Each day is an adventure in discovering the meaning of life. It is each little thing that you do that day - whether it be spending time with your friends, running in a cross-country meet or just simply staring at the crashing ocean- that holds the key to discovering the meaning of life. I would rather be out enjoying these things than pondering them. We may never really discover the meaning of

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(via 8 Days a Week)2010 is gone, and 2011 is finally here. May this year be better than the last.feera.

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(via akasleep)It's that time of the year again, when everyone is in that sort of mood, one that I can't quite put my finger on because it's a mixture of so many emotions - relief, joy, anticipation, gratitude - that nevertheless creates a buzz in the air that is so enticing. Walking through the mall is no longer a dull occasion, what with all the shops adorned in grandiose Christmas décor and

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“The sun always knowsexactly where to lingerto light up your cheeks.”— Tyler Knott GregsonAfter my mini meltdown the other day, I've managed to gain some form of composure and set things straight. Little things like having a four-hour long conversation with the best friend on Saturday night and getting some sun while having lunch al-fresco has certainly changed my mood. Shopping has also helped

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-12832188640486415212010-12-08T13:13:00.006+08:002011-10-11T01:47:03.632+08:00

I'm currently in a secluded corner in Starbucks, leeching off their internet because, for some damn reason, the connection at home has decided to be a bitch. It's been a god-awful week - everything in my life seems to have been flipped over on its head, as if I'm living in a snow globe that's being shaken furiously by some annoying little child who is just THIS CLOSE to throwing it against the

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-59424588392524789142010-12-01T00:06:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:47:14.239+08:00

Definitely one of my favourite medleys of theirs to date.Just thought you might enjoy it as much as I do (:feera.

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“I have studiously tried to avoid ever using the word ‘madness’ to describe my condition. Now and again, the word slips out, but I hate it. ‘Madness’ is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotations, to convey the boredom, the slowness, the dreariness, the dampness of depression.”

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-6708586039198780552010-11-21T19:12:00.016+08:002011-10-11T01:47:59.141+08:00

It's only been a week and already I'm starting to miss Cambodia - the warm, friendly people; the bustling streets; the beautiful, intricately carved temples; the quaint markets; the tiny tuk-tuks weaving precariously in & out through traffic; its bright blue skies & marvellous sunshine. It's very rare that a place can move me so, but it really has captured my heart. My biggest regret is not being

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-2283204118634587362010-11-12T23:18:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:48:13.245+08:00

So I've just gotten out of the tub after a long, warm bath, and I couldn't resist sneaking out into the dark lobby of my hotel in Siem Reap for a minute or two of internet access. I think this might've been the longest I've gone without being connected, but I've come around to enjoying my surroundings rather than busying myself with tweeting about them. I've had a marvelous day - it was the one I

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-20361218334387997972010-11-08T23:56:00.008+08:002011-10-11T01:48:25.066+08:00

(via Martin Widenka)I shall see you in three days ♥Tonight will be another sleepless night as I'm saving my shut-eye for the plane ride. It's already midnight and I'll have to head off to the airport in six hours, and knowing how hard it is for me to wake up once I'm comfy in bed, I might as well take my chances and stay up til then. Hopefully it will be an uneventful flight so I'll be able to

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-60159839593247913582010-11-06T23:20:00.006+08:002011-10-11T01:48:38.847+08:00

(via Pritzdj)First off, I'd like to wish everyone a Happy Diwali! (: I know it's a little late, but it's better late than never.For the past few nights the sky above my neighbourhood has been alight with fireworks in celebration, and I've spent each night by my window admiring the view. Tonight was no different, only this time I had with me a glass of warm milk & honey to help me get some sleep.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-62144958698690220062010-10-31T21:26:00.006+08:002011-10-11T01:49:10.154+08:00

It's October 31st, so Happy Halloween! So while everyone else it out partying hard tonight, I'm at home, crossed-legged on the couch watching (more like fawning over) the delectable Matthew Gray Gubler on Criminal Minds, with one hand in a jar of addictive pistachio biscotti. I've been in this position for about two hours now, just flipping through the channels and their Halloween specials,

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-39932132572419463402010-10-28T11:42:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:49:22.013+08:00

“…and at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There’s the little empty pain of leaving something behind ‒ graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There’s the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There’s the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-84006701978199609032010-10-22T23:58:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:49:38.476+08:00

It's a month into school, and already I'm feeling a little burnt out. Nothing too bad I guess - I just thought that this time around I would slow down a bit more with the event-organising, but I guess it's one of the things that keeps me going, despite it causing me my sanity. Of the things that's been going on so far was the university's 10th anniversary of being in Malaysia, as well as

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-86500325112081763422010-09-30T21:35:00.008+08:002011-10-11T01:49:54.948+08:00

It was six a.m. and still dark out as the boys and I set off into the oil palm plantation. With only the moonlight illuminating the rocky path ahead of us, we trod earnestly through the trees to get to the foot of the hill. Once we got there it was a steady incline halfway up, with the last half of the climb being the most steep, and the most dangerous. As we made our way through the thick jungle

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-17435676433191019262010-09-21T00:23:00.011+08:002011-10-11T01:50:07.950+08:00

The summer is coming to an end, and as of now I have less than a week before chaos ensues again. I'm not quite sure how I feel about heading back to class. At first I was excited to finally get my arse off it's comfortable place on the couch, but now as registration draws near, the enthusiasm I initially felt is slowly dwindling. I'm not particularly enjoying lazing around at home, but neither am

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-6746329579980861192010-09-12T10:33:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:50:20.513+08:00

"The amazing thing is this: 90% of a woman’s emotional problems stem from feeling unloved. So don’t stand back and analyze her, like a doctor diagnosing a patient, or like a therapist questioning a client. Give her your love - the same love that is motivating your questioning - immediately and unmistakably. Walk over to her, look deeply into her eyes, hold her and stroke her, tell her how much

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-8708662067470184902010-09-11T16:17:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:50:56.854+08:00

It's been almost four years and I only have five hundred posts on this darling blog. I feel ashamed that I haven't been able to blog as much as I used to. I guess it just means that I have a life outside of the Internet (; Anyway, here's to these 500 memories, and many more amazing ones to come. So I arrived in Singapore this morning, hoping to take advantage of the long day ahead of me. And I

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-14991173277879999862010-09-09T22:46:00.005+08:002011-10-11T01:51:07.406+08:00

Since it's already the end of Ramadhan, I would like to wish everyone Eid Mubarak & Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri! I hope that our weekend will be filled with love, peace & happiness. Please, stay safe so all of us can enjoy this time together (:It's still pretty early in the night, and already I hear the fireworks going off around the neighbourhood. The kids next door are running around on the

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-87249346156180320092010-09-04T02:21:00.008+08:002011-10-11T01:51:21.747+08:00

Because these just deserve a post of their own (:I'm gonna miss this girl once she leaves for Aberdeen.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-30150376367517035352010-09-01T16:20:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:51:43.221+08:00

Today has to be one of the most random, yet productive days I've ever had this year. Was up bright and early this morning because I had promised Shevie a webcam date, only this time, instead of chatting in front of the lappie with a cup of coffee like we always do, we decided to bring it up another level - we cleaned our rooms. Only God knows what got into us last night, for we both agreed to

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-2881655816562196532010-08-31T10:31:00.004+08:002010-08-31T10:46:18.537+08:00

Happy Independence Day! Despite your shortcomings, I'm still very proud to call myself a Malaysian. They say home is where the heart is. Well, my heart will always be here, and I wouldn't leave for the world (:(via idyllis) Happy 53rd, my darling Malaysia!feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-52100849695309787692010-08-30T20:14:00.007+08:002011-10-11T01:59:43.783+08:00

So it's confirmed, I'll be going back down to Singapore for Raya next Saturday (: Seriously, tak puas the last time I was there. Am gonna raid Muji again and stock up on their organising drawers & folders, and maybe this time my luggage will beranak. Well, it will have to with the amount of shopping I'm planning to do (;In other news, another one of us has left the homeland in search for

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-33433857073231725802010-08-25T21:20:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:59:23.667+08:00

Okay, so I haven't really been updating this blog. Trust me, I'm trying 0=) I think now I'll just write one post for each day, and not compress a few "days" in one post, even though I don't think I'll write everyday. So it's day 08, and I have to think of someone who will make a good president. I've never really thought about this one, so I'm just going to throw a name out there:Sxephil! Or

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-33922403262939486362010-08-20T06:38:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:59:05.280+08:00

Okay, so it was bound to happen. I got lazy :P So here's a double post to make up for my tardiness.Day 06 - Earliest Thing I Can RememberThis is pretty easy. The earliest memory I have would be of me, at about four or five years old in my Snow White dress, sitting by the stairs with my grandmum as she did my hair for kindergarten. It wasn't even a special occasion - I just really liked that dress

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-41350846553475749282010-08-19T00:49:00.003+08:002011-10-11T01:58:52.133+08:00

Dear x,I really don't know what to say right now - it's a little after midnight and I was woken up by the thunder - so I'm kind of in a daze still. The one night that I decide to turn in early is the night I'm not able to sleep. Story of my life, but I'm sure you'd already know that. I apologise if this turns out rambly (if it turns out to be anything at all) due to my lack of coherent thought at

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-70759111431417244022010-08-14T18:46:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:58:37.976+08:00

Two words: Nick Vujicic. Full stop.(:feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-31814655250770102862010-08-13T21:22:00.004+08:002011-10-11T01:58:20.153+08:00

Okay, so my guilty pleasure isn't exactly very sinful nor naughty as anyone would expect. What I'm about to write isn't much of a guilty pleasure at all, more like one of the weird things that I love. Even so, I'm quite apprehensive about telling everyone because it'll make me look.. well.. nerdy, for the lack of a better word. I've always loved any form of stationery ever since I was a kid,

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-66034720819104216602010-08-12T23:55:00.004+08:002011-10-11T02:00:20.634+08:00

Before I start with anything else, I'd like to wish all my Muslim friends Ramadhan kareem! Let's make this a good month for all of us, insyaAllah (:Since it's the fasting month, I'm pretty much stuck at home with my arse planted in front of the telly all day, watching reruns of NCIS & Criminal Minds whilst trying to avert my thoughts from any form of craving. Today was just another one of those

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-35661645015766609562010-08-08T03:37:00.006+08:002011-10-11T02:00:38.590+08:00

(Caution: this post is laden with pictures.)It's another late night for me (: My room is currently freezing due to the rain & air-conditioning, so I'm now bundled up in bed, trying to keep myself as warm as I can manage without having to put socks on (because I'm just that lazy). I would turn the air-conditioning up, but that would result in that uneasy warmth that creeps up my neck which usually

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-28203594670437057292010-07-28T04:23:00.008+08:002011-10-11T02:00:56.181+08:00

It's about four in the morning and I can't sleep since I've pretty much effectively messed up my sleep cycle again by only waking up yesterday at 5pm. Incredible, I know. I wonder how I do it too sometimes. Liberating as it may be to sleep in til such ungodly hours of the day, it has now caused me to be up in the wee hours of the morning, cleaning my room before I leave for sunny Singapore. Will

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"i admit i made mistakesbut darling with you it's just the sameif we stay there will be more to makei dont know how much more we can takedarling, it would be unfairto stay with something no longer thereits not that i no longer carei'd feel like a burden you cannot bearSoon you'll build new memoriesthen slowly you'd forget about methen i would slowly bea distant memorySoon i'll just bethat someone

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-25218483741764885672010-07-22T17:46:00.003+08:002011-10-11T02:01:18.357+08:00

Sometimes I just feel like admitting defeat. I'm starting to feel like I screwed up - big time. & maybe I did. What now?I miss you.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-27062384113175695342010-07-14T13:03:00.006+08:002011-10-11T02:01:31.956+08:00

Photo courtesy of We♥It Turning nineteen is very much a milestone for me. There was a time, if I recall correctly, I didn't know if I would survive my 18th birthday, thinking that I'd have overdosed on some lethal drug & left peacefully to pass. Morbid, I know, but it goes to show how much I have changed in the past nineteen years. & it makes me wonder how much more I will change in the decades

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The tension in the air was thick. It was silence all around as we waited with bated breath the results of the past two days of performances. As the emcee spoke about the prizes, all I could hear was the thumping of my own heart in my chest. I had forgotten how it felt like to be here - the bright lights illuminating the entire stadium, the chanting & cheering of the supporters as the teams make

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-49081092900082816662010-07-07T22:15:00.003+08:002011-10-11T02:02:04.715+08:00

“When I say, “I love you,” it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what and who you are.”— Joss WhedonSo I've gone all AWOL with my posts yet again; I apologise. Though this

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-38844495301563315122010-07-02T23:08:00.003+08:002011-10-11T02:02:31.710+08:00

I just found this to be incredibly moving. Enjoy.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-21743689515107074282010-07-02T23:04:00.005+08:002011-10-11T02:02:37.854+08:00

"Never love somebody who treats you like you're ordinary."- Oscar Wildefeera.

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The days after Urbanscapes have to be some of the worst days a person can put their bodies through - til now I can't straighten out my arms without wincing in pain, neither can I turn my head either way from the cramps in my neck. It didn't help that I went through a killer relay during boot camp that morning. Gah. Regardless, I had a great time layaning the music, enjoying the sun, shoving down

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Facing the computer, I've pretty much lost everything that I've been dying to say for the past few days. The words that I've so eloquently arranged in my mind to say to you in the past week disappear once I see that blinking orange button at the bottom of my screen. If you've wondered why I've been away (or at least one of the reasons why), it is because of precisely this - not having anything to

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-71329488897019917872010-06-25T15:20:00.004+08:002011-10-11T02:03:34.585+08:00

Courtesy of FreshnessFactorFiveThousandIt makes you think, doesn't it?feera.

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Two years to this day, you left us. Two years to this day, I lost one of the most precious people in my life. Two years to this day, I stopped doing things just for myself - I wanted to make you proud. I miss you more and more everyday, wishing that you were here so I can run to you for guidance like I used to. It's been hard, doing the things that I've done and not being able to come home to you

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-34307296451901541432010-06-23T19:28:00.005+08:002011-10-11T02:04:32.262+08:00

What was supposed to be a wonderful Wednesday, spent out on the town with great company, was much the opposite. Instead, I woke up early this morning to my mom telling me to stay at home to man the fort, as well as a horrible sore throat, dry lips & watery eyes - a sure-fire sign of an oncoming cold. It seems to me I'm getting sick a lot this year. Ugh. My body was urging me to go back to bed,

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-44801289556484446682010-06-17T18:43:00.007+08:002011-10-11T02:04:44.590+08:00

I apologise for the lack of updates lately. My daily life has been somewhat uneventful so far other than boot camp every other morning. Speaking of, I've gotten utterly addicted to it, despite almost passing out every session. I'm starting to feel a lot more invigorated - cue the rush of endorphins - but another outcome of me constantly waking up at the wee hours of the morning is my need to

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-5619671879956630342010-06-13T23:28:00.005+08:002011-10-11T02:04:56.065+08:00

Megara : Sometimes it's better to be alone.Hercules : What do you mean?Megara : Nobody can hurt you.- Hercules (1997)Maybe it's better this way. I don't know anymore. I haven't made up my mind. I truly hope we'll pull through all of this. I'm sorry, I'm rambling.All I wanted was for you to want me.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-28939010081566536132010-06-10T23:20:00.002+08:002011-10-11T02:05:04.896+08:00

Pretty much sets the mood for how I feel right now.I think I'm gonna have a good cry & go to bed.Goonight, love.feera.

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“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-47624609919074793402010-06-03T21:14:00.003+08:002011-10-11T02:05:53.713+08:00

Being stuck at home for the rest of the evening after a gruelling session at Bootcamp, I've spent much of my time with my dear lappie, YouTube-ing random cartoon theme songs from my childhood. My favourite for today has to be the old Winnie the Pooh intro, which had me in a fit of giggles as I reminisced at how incredibly adorable all the characters were, and how much I loved joining Pooh in his

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-17509599388509770112010-05-30T23:42:00.004+08:002011-10-11T02:06:01.191+08:00

...just to get through another day without you.You have no idea.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-47992928639248620672010-05-24T22:54:00.004+08:002011-10-11T02:06:19.298+08:00

//Edited: 25 May 2010, 11.10pmAlthough my finals may not be officially over, I've taken advantage of my long weekend by heading up North for a little road trip with the familia. As I type this, I'm immersed up to my shoulders in the bubbling water of a private hot spring, under a star-spangled night sky, accompanied by a playlist of Chopin, Debussy and Explosions in the Sky on repeat in the

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-80236591791042418642010-05-21T10:33:00.006+08:002011-10-11T02:06:26.755+08:00

I don't really know where I'm going with this, but I've officially signed up for Original Bootcamp for the summer. God help me.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-83300066000348648052010-05-19T03:45:00.006+08:002011-10-11T02:06:47.300+08:00

Well, good morning all. It's approximately a quarter to four in the a.m., and I have about five hours to go til I have to be on campus for the MAD paper. I'm currently downing a coffee as I write this, in a last ditch effort to keep myself awake long enough to read through all the lecture notes again to refresh my dwindling memory. Accounting, like all Business subjects, has never been kind to me

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-85731272312505794322010-05-14T23:21:00.005+08:002011-10-11T02:06:53.765+08:00

Not pretty enough. Not smart enough. Not patient enough. Not positive enough. Not brave enough. Not nice enough. Not good enough. Just not enough.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-357259952779636642010-05-11T16:21:00.007+08:002011-10-11T02:07:03.796+08:00

It's almost the end of a wonderful Tuesday, one - though unfortunately spent in the confines of my bedroom with only the company of reading materials in preparation for the Contemporary Economic Policy paper tomorrow - that has also left me in a bit of a daydream. For the past few hours while I studied I have been exploring the works of the Moscow Symphony Orchestra as they beautifully perform

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-37553996342902340392010-05-10T20:38:00.004+08:002011-10-11T20:16:11.113+08:00

I know, I know. This should be the least of my worries. Am tired but I can't sleep, & this has been bugging me for days.So there.Less cluster.Bai.feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-72948118362435022612010-05-09T16:49:00.003+08:002011-10-11T20:16:27.523+08:00

Can someone please remind me that I have an exam tomorrow?Can someone please tell me that it actually matters?feera.

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-72196251326840377092010-05-06T22:09:00.002+08:002011-10-11T20:16:47.767+08:00

So for a couplve hours today I managed to steal away from my pile of text books & scattered notes to go watch Iron Man 2. Thought I could use a break for a bit, and what better way to do that than to go for a movie by myself. Contrary to what people might think I actually do enjoy going to the movies all by my lonesome. It doesn't get lonely at all, in fact, I feel like I get to do things on my

ili.elfeerahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16511404336893421065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35988289.post-62100679394880197652010-05-04T02:48:00.006+08:002011-10-11T20:17:08.159+08:00

If you could change something about yourself, what would it be & why?Procrastinate less.What’s the best dream you’ve ever had?I don't remember most of my dreams, but there was one with Aaron Carter in it which was pretty cool.What last made you laugh?This. What sound do you love?The ocean & Jason Mraz's voice.Do you believe in true love?Yeah.Do you have any nicknames? What are they?Yes, but only

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