Sha

I almost forgot what it's like.

To be around with someone who shares the same humor as I do,

someone who knows how to handle me,

someone who shares the same interest,

someone who thinks almost the same way as I do,

someone who's a geek and lame-o like me,

and most importantly,

someone who makes me feel loosen up and absolutely comfortable with who I am.

Thanks for reminding me that.

:)

"I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love!"

The best part about you is that
You have never failed to crack me up.

Even though I don't get you sometimes,
But you always surprise me with how much you really cared.


That day was simple.
But I had fun as always.

Thank you.
:)

There it goes again

You know how people would keep making decisions for us?
Just because they know what's best for us?

Well, what if I don't want to go with what's 'best' for me?

What if I purposefully want to make mistakes?


It may be the 'best' choice in general,
but maybe I'd prefer for my life to go in another way,
even if it means having a few bumps along the way.

So please, stop pushing me to the direction that YOU want me to go.

I Drove.

Yep, I actually drove.
On the road.

Gah! The sight of Jaz behind the wheel is a sight of horror???

Aren't you proud of your baby girl right here?!

Erm, yeah. That was a bit over...


I drove all the way from Hulu Langat to Bukit Indah.
All. The. Way.

Yes, it's a major thing considering I am very very afraid of being behind the wheels.




Thankfully, my ride had not ended up in terrible state like the above figure.


But it wasn't one heck of a smooth ride either.
I almost hit some cars, have caused frustrations to other drivers, have caused frustrations to my driving instructor etc etc.
And it is also accompanied with countless of scoldings from my driving instructor.

But all in all, I'm improving.
And I'm starting to actually warm up to the process of driving.


Thanks to this piece of advice,

"Don't approach driving because you want the license.
Approach driving because you really want to drive."

- Jul

"Not in My Plan."

AN got to know my secret.
Something that I've been hiding from him/her because I was afraid of his/her reaction.

AN:
*Shakes his/her head*

ME:
... What?

AN:
I'm not ready for this...

ME:
Ready for what?

AN:
It's not in my plan...

ME:
It's not in YOUR plan?

See?
This was why I hide it from him/her.

I mean, whatdaheck man?
It's not in YOUR plan?

YOU plan my life?
To THAT extent?

Look, you've went through this same thing that I'm going through.
You've been through MORE than I did.
So can you please stop trying to tell me what is 'most right' to do?

You're putting me in an awkward position.

Driving? *shivers*

That's right, people.
Driving give me the shivers.

The pressure of driving...
the ability to multitask while driving...
EVERYTHING.

And the fact that I have zero knowledge on how to operate a car makes it even worst.

Ugh! Driving makes feel frustrated.

Alright, tomorrow I'll be behind the wheels for the first time since last semester's driving class.

And the instructor seems kind of scary...

Sigh, wouldn't this world would be a better place if we all just drive something simple like this:

Switching Routines

After a week of staying at home on semester break, I can say that I've switched my routine.

Big 'Yay'!

Okay, that was pointless, but I love it.

I've swore to myself that I'll spend the first week for MYSELF.

This means that I'll do what I want- ALONE.
... And possibly, without getting out of the house because I'm just darn lazy.

I know that at this point, some of you would be choking me while screaming,
"Get out, Jaz! Get a LIFE!"

Well, believe me. THIS is a part of my life.
I've been holding myself for one semester to go crazy with these stuff!

So of course, dedicating one week of it is an understatement to the fact that I was actually holding back for four months at least.


Morning:

I wake up. Early for Subuh.

Then as soon as my parents went off for work, I'll lie on my bed and switch on my PS2.
YES, my baby for this whole holiday.

Of course I'll play only ONE game:
Persona 4

*squeals*
It's such an awesome game!
One of the most flexible RPG ever! Ever!!!

It's only at noon that I'll start digging in my kitchen for my breakfast,
which by that hour should rightfully be called- Lunch.

--- Of course, I would be too lazy and went for the easiest thing to eat,
Maggie.


And my day is also filled with surfing the net.
Or rather, surfing for JE goodies.

I'd download various subs from awesome fansubbers around the world,
watch them, admire the beauty of these Japanese men, and laughed my head off because they are just naturally funny.

My two favorite groups to watch are Arashi and V6.

*fangirl squeals*
Aren't the boys full of glittering awesomeness?!


Okay, I do know that my fangirl ways have never failed to make me look like a dumb bum.
But that's just who I am, kay?

Evening:
It was only at this time that I realized, I haven't showered for the day yet!
And I'm supposed to wash the pile of dishes at the sink, do the laundry, pick up clothes from outside, fold clothes, hang clothes, keep the house tidy etc etc.

And I only have 2 hours to finish all that before my mom gets home and lecture me on my bad habits of procrastinating.

Why oh why?
Why do I master the art of procrastinating?
Why can't I effortlessly succeed in getting-things-done-FAST?

My stomach would be growling in the evening too.
Ugh, I hate it when I forgot to do the number one chore of my life-
EAT and FEED MYSELF. At home.


-----
One similarity it has to my routine back in college is-
I hardly get out of my house/ room.

But the differences are pretty glaring.

I depend less on my cellphone.
Yes! I can officially certify that I don't have the being-too-dependent-on-your-cellphone-syndrome.
At least not when I'm at home.

:)

But it's a dangerous thing.
Because my cellphone is the thread that keeps me in touch with my social life.
Which mainly consists of... erm, 2 people?


All in all, this is my holiday routine.
Happy with it so far.
And no, taking a course- related job wouldn't make me as happy just yet.

I'll definitely get out of my house with some friends.
But for the first week (and maybe a bit longer),
I think I'll indulge.

:))))

Home, Finally

I got home today.

I went to change into my t-shirt and shorts.

I dashed into my sister's room,
making a so- called grand entrance,
with the superman pose and a proud face.

"I'm baaaaaccckkk!!!"

Jazmeen, my sister, groaned with dread,
"Gawd, no! ... I mean, oh hello!"

No, she didn't even bother to paste on a plastic smile for me.
Heartbroken.

I looked hurt,
"What did you say? Why?!"

She sighed,
"It has been peaceful for awhile.
Everybody does their own work and we're pretty quiet.
And then YOU just had to come back."

"What's wrong if I come back? It'll still be peaceful..."

"No! When you come back, the house will be a mess.
And THIS happens!"


*** She was refering 'THIS' to my squealings of joy over little things and my tendency to roll over cushions and beds.
... I think.



Then my brother, Asyraf was screaming as he went up the stairs and got into my mom's room.

Indeed, he screamed because his arms and body were tied up with his belt.

My mom flipped.

"Who did this?!"

"Ayah."

"What was he thinking?! This is dangerous!
Jazreen, take it off!"

I tried. But it's too tight
Jazmeen tried. But it's still too tight.
My mom tried. She failed too.

Jazmeen just had to voice out something that made my mom flipped even more.



"I guess Asyraf will have to live like this for the reeeesssstttt of his life..."

"Where's your ayah? Call your ayah!!!"

"Erm... He's not around."

"This is his fault!"

When we eventually got to untie my brother,
Jazmeen and I went out of my mom's room.

Jazmeen just breathed in the air and said,

"Ah, so this is the 'normal' life..."