E.T.

Go figure.

The Art of Missing

Nasi lemak, nasi ayam, nasi tomato, nasi minyak, nasi kerabu, nasi dagang, nasi planta, nasi kandar, nasi goreng kampung, nasi goreng cina, nasi goreng pattaya, kari daging, kurma ayam, masak lemak cili padi, masak merah, masak kicap, masak taucu, masak black pepper, padprik, sup ikan merah, sup tulang, sup daging, sup ayam, ikan bawal steam sweet sour, rendang, kuah kacang, ketupat, lemang, pulut panggang, kuih cara, kuih bakar, kuih lapis, karipap, kuih keria, cubadak, seri muka etc etc.

I jotted those down on my pocket book and realized how much my stomach grumbled that other night. It was more than just those above actually.

Sadly, I only have some pancake mix which I brilliantly turned into cekodok. Not a good one of course. -____-

I feel like throwing up.
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In a Nutshell

This is not a post in reply to any comments. Just like every other posts, this one is also random. It's just that I bet every blogger must have at least once written about why he/she made a blog. Now, I guess it's my turn.

I started blogging since 2008 actually. Believe it or not, my blog has aged. It's coming up 3 years already. Nope, almost 4 I think. Back then I used to post anything and everything that I have in mind. It doesn't matter what's the issue, I just type and post it. Simple as that.

Then in late 2010, I realized that my blog has became one of the blogs that people wouldn't want to visit. There's too much of hatred, frustrations and all other kinds of negative feelings. Then I thought it's time for a change. Honestly, it's hard to remove all those posts at first. I mean it, literally.

But I eventually did it! Hooray!

By the way, you might have been wondering 'Man, how on earth does this girl has the nerve to write in English?' Or maybe 'Oh my God, her English is so poor. She needs to stop trying'. Yup, I know how poor my English is. Frankly, I didn't come up to write my thoughts in English so that I can be accepted by the society. It's just that I need to brush it up before it gets reaally dusty.

No pain in trying, no?

P.s. I'm distracting myself. No biggie.
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Jack of All Trades

I can't believe that I've reached up to my 100th post! What I can't believe either is that 2011 has finally come to its end. And of course, the current trending topic would be circulating around new year's resolution.

I'm not going to blab about my new year's resolution. I've made one long list last year and I don't think I've accomplished them all. So I am going to stick with those and just try my best to be happy.

Nonetheless, I'd love to change some part of me. The weird and bad at the same time. For those who doesn't know me, I'm not a really friendly person. I don't talk to strangers or even my own friends that easy. As for me, talking is super hard.

I've had (and God knows how much I still remember) weird conversations with other people. Some of them were when I asked people about what their nicknames are and why wouldn't they be called as something else (like seriously?) or when I tried to introduce myself in front of a crowd of people whom I met for the first time and my voice couldn't come out (like for real). Yup, I'm a nerve wreck.

So, most of the time, I'll do what I'm best at; preserving silence. I bet people would call me snobbish or anything else with the same meaning. I wish I could change that with a blink of eye but sadly it doesn't work that way.

Sometimes, this part of me is a big threat to my interpersonal relationships. I tend to do/say things that I didn't mean to (worst yet I myself didn't understand what's the purpose of doing it in the first place). It's complicated, right?

Hmm. Maybe I should grow my hair and live in tower far away from everyone.

That's all from me, thanks.
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