wedding preparation still in progress.. finishing the decorations with the furnitures, flowers and all. putting the final touches on the 'hantaran'. one more day to go and my dearest cousin will be a happily married man. can't wait to see that..hehe

I just arrived in Alor Star a few hours ago. Lately the nickname 'modern nomad' given by my friends from my former college seems to suit me perfectly. I've never stayed at one place for too long. Constantly moving from KL to Brunei to Sarawak to KL again and this is if you look at it roughly. It has been about a month since my final exams and I've been hopping from one place to another during the holidays. I flew to Brunei to spend the first few weeks of my holidays with my family. Then I got back to Malaysia and later found myself at my relatives' house in Shah Alam, Port Dickson, and Kuala Lumpur respectively. Now I'm at my uncles' in Alor Star. I've been to numerous places growing up. Never stayed at one place for more than 4 years which sometimes complicate things especially when it comes to people asking where I live or even the simplest things like filling up a form for the new school. Every time we move to another place I have to memorize a new address, phone number and the names and faces of my new neighbors. This also means I have to find a new group of friends. I guess living a life that is so familiar to changes makes me the type of person who gets bored easily by stereotypical routines. Always finding a way to change things and be anything but ordinary. Although, it's not entirely a bummer. On the bright side, I get to know people from lots of places. Different people with different attitude, style, habit, culture, race and alternate views of life and everything in it. It widens my view of the world and the situations happening in it. So I'd say that being a 'modern nomad' is not that bad. Sure, sometimes it's hard especially when you are traveling with a bunch of big bags and huge boxes not knowing where to put them since you are living with your aunts' and uncles' all over the country but eventually you'll learn how to deal with it and independently solve other problems in life.

i introduce to you KMK - my former college. Well, actually parts of it. Loved this place. Miss everything and everybody in it especially my classmates & roommates..

view from my bedside window [nice!]. used to look outside the windows a lot. especially at night. the view's just soooo nice..

the cafeteria [fave place!]. we would stop by in between classes every chance we had. this cafe belongs to my neighbor's sister

this is another place i loved to go whenever i felt like clearing my mind. just sitting on top of the hill watching the view is calming enough. when not playing basketball i liked to spend time playing squash or tennis or just cycling around the campus

administration building - i'd come here to get my weekly dose of gossip with the lecturers. i'll definitely stop by MKA, Mdm.Sariwan & Mdm.Yuppa's desks. [miss them a lot!]

It's out! I found out around 11:15 PM last night from my friends that the results for our finals are out. They couldn't wait to know their results and were already busy going through the internet or sms. By midnight my cellphone is overloaded with text messages from friends asking whether I'd checked my results and sharing theirs in return. Some of my 4-flatters friends managed to maintain their pride and right to brag about it for a while longer. They deserved it. Even the ones that failed to hold on to the fat 4 were only 0.05 or 0.10 short. Some got better results than the last semester and others got a little bit lower - which only means that MY results are becoming harder to predict. I didn't know what to expect. I never liked to check results hot from the oven. Usually I'm the last person of the day to get the results. I decided to wait 'till later. So, about 2:35 today I checked my results through sms and am satisfied with it. At least they are better than last semester. I managed to stay above 3 and what really matters is that I don't disappoint my family. They have always been very supportive and I'm thankful I got them. Thanks so much guys!
XOXOXO

after long years of waiting for the right guy to appear, he finally did. he managed - without a doubt - to win my heart fair and square without even knowing it. it's the first time ever i am unmistakably certain that i fell in love. call me cheesy, naive or whatever you want but yeah..he was my first love in 17 years of living.

he's not perfect (well, nobody is) but he has the right amount of imperfection to go with his beautiful mind and his golden heart. his personality alone was enough to make me fall for him but, still, he never fail to captivate me with his casually smart way of dressing up.

he became my friend. we would talk about things and share our interests. his ideas always amuse me. i'm usually comfortable talking to most people but with him i must admit, i can feel my heart racing. trust me, i didn't think this kinda thing actually happen too - until it really did.

unfortunately, i only get to know him for a little while. it was only for about a month - enough to make me notice him but not enough for us to know each other better. i was just starting to know him. then he told me that he's going away. he was going to further his studies someplace else. i was devastated. of course i wished he'd never go. but who am i to stop him from achieving his goals? i'm just a girl that he happens to know for a mere month. i figured that wasn't enough.

as frustrating as it is to know that he was leaving, it was worse when i found out later that he already had a girlfriend. they've been together for two years. heck, the girl has even met his mom. at that point i knew i had to back off. i didn't want to be the one who caused a stir in their relationship. they seemed happy together and i hope they will always stay that way. i really do. i still miss him though...his voice, his smile and everything about him and after he left there wasn't a day that goes without me remembering him. it's not because i purposely want to but it's just that every place i go and everything i do reminds me of him. but i've decided to keep everything to myself and stop any contact that i have with him.

if anything, it made me realize that we don't always get what we want. no matter how bad we want it, we can't take what's others'. i'm sure things happen for a reason. if it wasn't for our happiness, it was for others'...and sometimes by making others happy we can be happy too. i thank god for granting me with serenity to accept the things i cannot change, courage to change the things i can and wisdom to know the difference.