A Sexy Photoshoot?

Haven't met my ex-schoolmates in ages!

So a reunion is in order.
They suggested for us to meet up at KLCC.

Question:
What's our agenda for the day?

Answer:

Photoshoot Seksi-Meksi di Taman KLCC.

Oh, dear. What should I wear? What should I wear?
I've never been to a sexy photoshoot before.


And so another friend posted up the Dress Code Guideline.

Since this is a sexy photoshoot,
all participants are required to:
1. Pakai baju yang tak cukup kain dan seksi-seksi.
2. Pakai baju yang terlebih-lebih kain, tapi transparent. INI TETAP SEKSI!

* Option Number 2 seems very interesting.

Well, of course. We were all just playing around for fun.

In fact, the sexiest photo of the day that we can get would be as below:

this photo is proudly taken by yours truly :)

See? No kurang-kurang kain or transparent-transparent kain, kan?

Pointless Conclusion:

We are very good girls 

and our mothers would be proud to have raised such poised ladies.

Explaining My Sense of Humour

Yes, I know what you would be thinking,

"Do you even HAVE sense of humour?!"

Yes, I agree. I don't really strike jokes or any funny things when I'm with a lot of people.

That's mainly because I don't think they would find any of my jokes even remotely funny.

Which goes to explain on how my sense of humour is

(considering I even have any):

9 Words

So. Lame. 

That Only Lame People Would Laugh At It.

It's not inferiority complex or any other psychological terms to describe low self-esteem.

The reality really is like that.

I can list down the people who would crack up at most of my jokes:

1. SHEEP

This is not her being a 'supportive sister'.

She is able to get my jokes because she's just as lame as me!

2. TADPOLE (cousin)

She's not lame at all. 

In fact I think she's one of those 'cool people' in the 'cool crowds', who gets 'cool jokes' and laughs about 'cool stuff'.

But I guess growing up with me have made her gotten used to my so-called sense of humour.

Really, I don't think she's faking it when she laughs at my jokes.

... At least, I don't think it's fake? Or I might be in denial???

3. MY GEEKY FRIENDS (especially from school)

Because they are lame too.

And I simply love that about them!

Because of our common 'lame-ness',

we are able to enjoy each other's plain humour and find those 'unfunny' moments to be very hilarious.

Guys/Girls, let's not ever change and stay as lame as we are.

These 3 on my list are probably the only ones who would get my jokes.

Yes, my sense of humour is so pathetic that it cannot be open to the general public. 

Papers

Makan Hati?

Iris, Sumarni, Susi and I were having lunch at e-point.
Nasi, ayam, lauk etc.

And so Sumarni was ranting about someone.

"Aku makan hati kau tahu tak!" 

*ngap, makan satu suap*

"Aku makan hati!"

And the three of us were like,

"Wow, kau makan hati!"
"Emosi nya!"

*pointing to her chicken on the plate*

"... Tapi ayam kau bukan hati. Kau tak makan hati. Kau makan kepak!"

That's what happen when you take things literally.

Red-Faced Pregnant Fishes

It was one of those random conversations that you would normally have at the dinner table with your 'always so curious' 8-year-old brother.

ASYRAF: Betul ke masa ikan bertelur, muka dia jadi merah?

"Is my face supposed to become red now?!" says the clueless fish.

JAZ: *ternganga, tak pasti apa nak jawab* Tak... Kenapa Asyraf tanya macam tu? Siapa kata macam tu?

ASYRAF: *muka selamba* TV2...

Lol. 

Dah pandai tengok dokumentari kat TV2 rupenye...

Unable To Link

Image by tayzar44 

JAEZ: Jazmeen, can I link your blog on my blog?

JAZMEEN: No! I don't want people to know about my blog.

JAEZ: Alaaa... Please? *pouts* You're the only blogger I'll link from my blog...

JAZMEEN: Even more reason you shouldn't! Then all your readers *not that I have much readers in the first place ;P* would click ONLY at my blog link since that is the only link available!

JAEZ: Ermm... What if I link Dania's blog too? Then the attention would be divided in half!

JAZMEEN: That still doesn't make a difference!

JAEZ: Erm... Then I'll put in Miley Cyrus 's blog too???

JAZMEEN: That STILL doesn't make any difference!

Sigh.
And with that, I still have no link on my blog.

H1N1 and me... And my aunt.

It's old news already that the H1N1 swine flu had attacked my campus- with 9 cases of positive.

And It's somewhat old news that my aunt is very concern about my health here too.



When the first case was made public, I was at home, about to get back to campus before class starts.

AUNT:
Is it okay if you don't go back to campus for a week?
I mean, it's getting dangerous there. And we don't want to take risks...
*With a face of concern and somewhat clueless of what exactly she's asking for me to do*

JAEZ: And miss one week worth of class?! NO WAY!

So after the campus was closed for another week, for quarantine,
we shared another similar conversation...

AUNT:
Is it okay if you don't go back to campus?
There's 9 cases already. It's dangerous!

JAEZ: No. You're asking me to skip one week of classes, you know?
AUNT:
... We can always get you an MC letter...

JAEZ: *gawking* I'm in good health, why should I get an MC??? And class is important! Attendance is important!
AUNT:
Life is important.
This is about life and death.

*Silence*

AUNT:
... Or maybe you should not go back at all... Until it's safe.

JAEZ: What? Like ignore the whole semester?

AUNT:
Yes!

JAEZ: You want me to fail my whole semester?!

AUNT:
You can defer!
*hopeful face*

JAEZ: You want me to defer one semester?!?!

AUNT:
EXACTLY!!

Defer for one semester.
I never thought I could get permission for that.

Thank you H1N1.

Iklan Proton Raya 2007

This is an advertisement from 2007 by Proton.

It's a funny one. Watch.





LOL!

Dah tercampak keluar, kena pukul kat kepala lagi...

Haha.
I heard that it was banned. Too bad.
And to think that this was an ad for Raya...


Moral of the story:
PAKAI SEATBELT BELAKANG!

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..."

Observation of Myspace Girl 1

I'm in the library now.
And I've been here for almost the whole day.
In fact, my fingers dah kebas dah nak type all these.

I'm supposed to do my human comm.
Well, I am doing it.
I'm just taking a break.
:P

And no, I shall not feel guilty because the others Myspacing on overtime.

Anyway, at the time of writing this, I am observing a girl.

This girl was way absorbed in Myspacing and Facebooking using the library's internet.

After ages of that,
She immediately went to her laptop and opened a photo of her and a guy friend.

She's editing it.

If your normal photo views in Photoshop is 100% for example,
Then she's zooming it to 600%!

Seriously, I'm not exaggerating.

...
...
...
Okay, I've exaggerated.
It's a little less than that.

About... 550% maybe.
And that is NOT an exaggeration.

Back to my observations.
This girl is zooming waaayyy too close,
And she's...
Coloring her freakin face?

I mean, I'd understand if you want to erase a few zits,
But you're erasing way too many things on your face.
(You might as well erase your eyes and your mouth)
:P

Haha.
Some girls and their addiciton to beauty and their Myspace display picture.

Ha Hardy Har.

Mood Swings

So suddenly today, I'm back into my old mood swings.

I'd appreciate being cheered up.
So cheer me up, kay people?

Haha.

It's funny how you can think that it's a bad day,
When nothing bad is actually happening to you.

Sigh.
I'm tired of my mood swings.
But I can't help it.

Maybe it's because I'm missing waaayyy too many people...

Oh oh oh!
But this picture cheers me up!