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Dearest Veedie,

You know my last entry about my birthday surprise, well it didnt just stop there. The next day, Akiey, this girl who’s just mad about shopping hehe gave me a birthday surprise. There was a cute birthday cake, a card which was pinned immediately on my board and a birthday crown (thats what I would like to imagine) hehe So here’s to Akiey! I LOVE YOU!!soo much!!! you make life in heriot-watt amazing for me

So i thought that was it. But today veedie, dated 12th december, technically 13th, i was completely ermm
you see i still cant express it in words ..ive never been surprised so crazily
my 3 friends,
a paqin who called me pathetic for baking my own cake
a moffat who likes to annoy people(me included) with her gelak tak all out
and an imeyk.. who likes to prasan lawa and kurus :p

they came HERE and gave me a birthday surprise veedie!!! crazy right!

so yeah the picture this is when we went jalan2 in the city..
so to
paqin, i know you love me, just admit it :p thank you soooooooo much
moffat, i forgive you for having an annoying laugh hehe i love you moff! thank you sooo much
imeyk, walaupun i tak tau nak cakap ape to describe you and your weirdness, i still love you!

how many thank you’s i can say, i still feel its not enough

so yeah veedie, ive booked tickets to go to birm and newcastle on their birthdays pulak lol

veedie, im not a person who expresses my sensitive side, (i still have a small regret about posting my results entry), but i would like to say that having the friends and families that i have now, with the surprises, and the wishes, and the calls, i really cant ask for more.
turning 20 is yeah..old, but its the best one so far.

akiey, paqin moff and imeyk(and maybe shafiq zuki a bit :p), and all the rest, you guys are the best!

till then,

love you veedie!

Dearest Veedie,

Im 20 now. I wish I could write a longer post but im chasing for time now.
My friends threw me a birthday surprise yesterday
WAS IT A SURPRISE?
Oh well,
other than
1.Shafiq Zuki refusing to tell me something but telling me instead that I will know it eventually and it concerns me
2.The whole night up to when it was 12 am, Hizbul was constantly receiving smses
3.At 11.58pm, someone knocked on my kitchen door and Hizbul the self-claimed good actor recited his lines
“Aak, since its your kitchen, you open the door, im not going to open it” haha before this, elok je die bukakkan pintu for people who knocks on it :p
4.They know i was baking my own cake and they felt sad for me (but i did not bake the cake to elicit this should this be a reason to the surprise :p)
i wasnt expecting it that much . So it was a surprise hehe yela plus, siape la aak ni kan veedie hehe (i can imagine maji rolling her eyes and bandung agreeing :p )

WAS IT GREAT?
superr veedie I dont get surprises often, coz my birthday will always be during the holidays back in malaysia and it felt really good. So thank you SO MUCH
Ban Ban and Maji (the bakers, the cupcakes were awesome, the decorations on the cupcakes, well the ones by bandung, hmm you know her handwriting :p )
Shafiq Zuki(who stopped studying at the library to make it for the surprise, or maybe he did just want to stop wee), HIzbul (who I left in charge of my cake and it got burnt at the top, like really burnt :p ), Chaer(for the chocolates and the choker hehe), Byan(for bringing them over, not what i really wanted but yeah haha kidding byan) Jaimin(for the chopped tomatoes, toilet paper, sardine can, FAT FREE baked beans, INSTANT presents quickly grabbed from his kitchen so to make it for the surprise coz theres food lol), Rahul and LEroy for making fun of my height, Akmal (i think he’s suposed to be the one thanking coz yeah there was food), Qish (mane gamba Qish :p ), Eirzreen for pointing out that I will finish Chaers chocolates in a days time, Pi’ee for braving his way to my kitchen even with his new haircut hehe(kidding pi’ee, honestly its not bad la HIHI) Akie (for calling ) Mei Mei and Andi for joining in my birthday surprise,
I hope thats about it.. Hopefully hehe

I was overwhelmed Veedie and I still am. They are great great friends
Owh and thanks to those who wished, facebook reminder gave me quite a number of wishes hehe even from those i dont know. Thank you super much! I will reply to each and every one SOON

Kakak Ririn gave me a message Veedie and frankly, it really TOUCHED. Knowing that my parents havent even called me, let alone reply my emails. Im not angry, maybe just sad. Somewhere inside I wonder if the reason behind the procrastination(or perhaps oblivion?) is because they are planning a birthday surprise? like showing up in front of my door right now? I wish
Oh well, a message from my super loved maid is good enough..Unmacholy, i do admit that i was at the brink of tears reading her text,i mean my maid remembered, my parents? plus being overwhelmed from the surprise and the wishes yesterday, a day before that, 2 days before that(LOL) i felt a bit sad. and at this very point of time Shafiq zuki called and shafiq, if youre reading this, you had no idea how i was holding it in :p So I slept Veedie hehe the all time ineffective solution

Oki doki then Veedie,

Here is me wishing everyone a great great great thank you for giving me the surprise. That is my thankful expression :p
You guys have no idea how it meant a LOT to me. I know I like to blab and I was quite full of myself, giving them ideas about how to have a hassle-free birthday surprise for me during mei’s surprise i.e. recycle candles from mei’s cake (dahla time orang lain punye surprise pulak tu lol) but yeah, i was never really hoping for it with the exams and all, and i was really just joking, but since it happened, i feel really overwhelmed XD

love you doooods, sooo much

till then

kiss kiss (still kiss kiss?grow up aak, youre 20! ) hehe

ps.i got a blackberry !!! weeeee

Veedie,,

When suppression makes things just TOOOOOOOOOOO.M.T.H, I bug you with how I miss Imran and everyone else

xxxxx

Kehadapan Veedie..

Veedie, I was told that you were missed Veedie Dont get me wrong Veedie, of course my missing you does not need mentioning as how extreme sang it.. but gosh..

Okay since today is Tuesday, and tomorow is well Wednesday, it means that Im free tomorow so now I have allocated half an hour for miscellaneous things, after an hour of wasting time on my new guitar, yes veedie, you didnt hear me wrongly, GUITAR! I decided to use it to write a post in you..so here goes..There are a few topics I want to mention here..so bear with me okay veedie

SOME MIRACLES THAT NEEDS MENTIONING

kicap kipas is in town!

Yes Veedie..Actually this is known even before I came here..The existence of kicap kipas In edinburgh was what motivated me to come here…
Nahh.. I went to Mattheus with Shafiq Zuki, my shopping partner, i know, the irony of it, who would have thought, my induction group mate will be a shopping partner in uni.. :p (i mean this in a good way shafiq zuki) and there it was, kicap kipas and all her friends neatly arranged on the shelves, intoxicated indeed, I grabbed it and brought it back with me
But until now, it is still unconsumed..My exhilaration to use it so to better the taste of my fried rice was coldly cut short as i did not have an opener for the cap..
but its good news to mummy as well..she doesnt have to send bottles of kicap kipas every year then . Next..

mi sedaap mi goreng sambal! im hyperventilating!

veedie!veedie!veedie! miraculous aint it.. it is arranged in our fates to meet again..me and my makanan ruji, i see a short future indeed…nauzubillah

Next..

yes veedie! it is what it is!

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you see that line veedie, that symbolises the poverty line im currently living under..despite how people can argue that yes how can you be poor but yet you buy a guitar..
it is valid this argument..just like the argument on how it is hard to picture a pauper brandishing a blackberry bold 2..
but dont worry okay veedie..even if i were to sell off my laptop to continue living, I can still update you using my blackberry havent got it yet anyways ..oh and the guitar, dont worry veedie..
it is all well thought out..i play guitar by the streets, and I get money.. ill get 3 pounds max to pay my bus ticket to the city..hmm on second thought..worry je la veedie.. :p

Next and last..you know how I was a rotten egg living in my freezing room, well I have moved, my new room, is still freezing cold but I have found a new hobby which will offset the cold..
my friend eirzreen lives in an en suite room too, and i quote him
“kalau bosan mandi ah”
yes the concept of mandi has revolutionised to being a hobby now..so whenever i feel cold, i take one step into the shower, and hot water will kill the cold.. awesome eyh..
and once im finished, i take a million quick steps to make it for class..well yeah..i lose track of time

so this is a part of my room veedie…

one of the few decent parts of my room

so guess thats about all the good things that have happened in my life..guitar that further impoverishes, kicap kipas that cant be opened, mi sedap which gives me a short future, and one decent part of my room..SAD aint it :p nahh im just teasing..oh but the doll like thing where i hang/put/place all my accessories, i got it from car boot sale for 3 pounds! hrmm 3 pounds might not be soo cheap la kot for a car boot, but that was during my first week here so i still considered pounds as ringgit malaysia..which might explain my living on subsistence life now :p yes veedie, it is I, the exaggerator guru..

okayy..now on to the best part of my new place..the neighbours! :p
opposite my room, is G11, resident: a french australian dude
Yes responses may include, OOO NICE..and these responses will be responded with a glare from me..
Dont get me wrong, he is nice..other than never throwing out the kitchen trash, audible blaring music which plays around the clock, soo popular that visiting hours is 24/7, but they never fix an appointment that they have to knock on his door for a good 5 minutes minimum, so busy that he has 4am conferences in front of my room ( i went out and said with half opened eyes..do you guys mind keeping it down a bit, sorry ) mummy thought me to be polite :p, such a party goer that parties continue up till the hallway which includes banging things on my door, ‘repeatedly’!…other than these, he is nice.. but hrmmm..well thats just culture i guess..dont get me wrong veedie.. i dont hate him or anything..the worst ive done is not offering him the caramel i made huge miss weh.. :p tu je la so far the most satisfactory thing ive made next to my fried rice..habis la my children veedie.. eat fried rice and caramel everyday.. :p another kitchenmate is..an italian girl…oooo.. :p

Ooo this is long Veedie..Guess Id better hit the showers..I started with gym, then guitar, then ate, then you.. Then after mandi, I really have to start on my studies.. I lose track sometimes veedie, and Im afraid..My past is still embedded deep in me..and it calls for quite a correction

Things in Heriot-Watt is great Alhamdulillah.. Had a kitchen-warming partay that day..i made bread and butter pudding and roast honey chicken and a distorted assam pedas which hizbul(the few who realised it was there) only liked it because the fish is nice..

HIZBUL : Aak, I nak ikan you sikit okay.
AAK: Hizbul! Its asam pedas okay! It comes with the kuah asam pedas.. tsk tsk..(fake guilt-from-hizbul-jerking tears)

The day he wants to take my assam pedas
HIZBUL: Aak, nanti I go your kitchen nak ambik ikan okay..
(the fake tears didnt work)

My bread and butter pudding WAS bread and butter pudding..wuhuu.. (the exhilaration is because I had a faulty trial..the portion was lopsided that it became french toast with a sweet taste, and a melted tupperware because I was told and mostly was stupid enough to use a microwave-proof tupperware in the oven!) The rest brought food with them and they were all awesome! Heriot-Watt students can come out with a BSc in Actuarial Science, Masters in Culinary Arts, and 10 extra kilos in weight..or maybe thats just me
This is my thanks to those who helped and contributed to the pot luck!

Bandung : Exquisite oriental chinese tofu
Shafiq Zuki : Authentic Sambal udang petai/ petai udang sambal/ whichever order..
Pi’ee : Highly original Ayam Masak Kicap
Maji : Modest but tasteful spaghetti (she kept on dismissing my announcing it)
Hizbul : The Almost Perfect Mee Bandung
Akmal Hijazi : Rare pesto pasta (it took akmal more than 5 times to tell people its PEsTO)
Qish : Nasi (the portion was just right! awesome estimating skills!)
Akie: Improvisor of my assam pedas
Chaer : Hot cakes Begedil(the spelling seems odd)
Abyan : Simple yet sophisticated in taste fried rice (rukimbab kot in korean :p )
Mo : RICH double cream mushroom chicken
Jaimin : Perfect finish, nachos

Thanks to Mimie, Ayie, Radzi, Rahul, Leroy, Mo(another friend of theirs who was probably drunk), an unknown Thailand dude who was hungry and wanted something to eat with his superman friend(they had a super F party where they had to dress up as superheroes), the Korean warden..for coming..
Special thanks to Akie and Qish for constantly calming my fear of horrendous cooking results

It was all worth it

I dont have pictures of it Veedie..but its on facebook Okay guess I better end..its so long..

but before I finish.. I have something to tell

See the guy below..

epitome to the saying looks are deceiving

his name is hizbul alifi.. i mentioned him previously..well the reason behind the photo caption is..

I know Hizbul the longest amongst the rest I think, it all started from Nilam competition back in 2006 (please dont ask why i participated in a Nilam competition, just laugh quietly will do). Back then, I saw him as a studious, no nonsense, al about perfection, righteous guy. I mean when we were interviewed during Nilam, he spent the first 5 minutes reciting an introductory surah, :p
And then we met in KYUEM. We were in the same class and he will always do his work with the utmost PERFECT handwriting. His handwriting gave a gender to my handwriting.. its male
In uni, he as compared to me,
1.Will whine when there’s a SMALL stain on his shoe
I’ve so far washed my black boots because I saw more of other colours than black
2.Will complain that his pants are long that it drags on the ground, walk and complain somemore, and then spend 5 minutes folding it nicely
I complain when its all frayed at the ends because it gets dragged ever so often. When its annoying, i lift my pants up while walking.
3.He doesnt want to go grocery shopping because he didnt bring his list
I dont even have a list to begin with

I settled to a conclusion and shared it with Hizbul
AAK to HIZBUL : Hizbul, in our friendship, Im the guy, youre the girl

So now we stay in the same hall, Robin Smith. Well I will give you this one anecdote and you judge if his “Mr Proper” looks and my brief “Mr Proper” introduction to him holds true

i wanted to study with him in his kitchen, thinking that some quality studying time will be spent with no distractions..
he came into the kitchen, and did a series of things..
1.he made himself a sandwich
2.he sat down in front of me and watched a video on his ipod touch
HIZBUL: before I study, I kene tengok SATU video
3.he watched the second video
4.he told me to watch one video and I watched it
AAK: (after the video has finished) HIzbul, study la.Ape ni
(hizbul puts aside the ipod touch)
5.he ate the sandwich and I ate it too and we had a conversation
AAK: sedap owh hizbul
HIZBUL: I slalu buat kat rumah, I slalu bangun lambat so I slalu makan roti dengan kuah yang my mum tinggal for me……..(conversation took 5 minutes)
6.he opened his economics book and complained that he dislikes economics

I stop here. :p No offense Hizbul, I find this very fascinating..I am glad you are my friend :p

Okay Veedie, thats about it..I have more to say actually
The crazy pictures of Maji, my support to Bandung for her struggle in memorising Jonas Brothers’ songs since she’s going to the concert, random friend Akiey, filled with illogical statements from Qish, Chaer Byan and their friends, Eirzreen and his craziness, my Ice Age Sid look-alike shopping partner, the cooking master Pi’ee, the fascinatingly monotonous Akmal, my friends who came from Newcastle, the people I met during Nottingham games, my other new friends here…and loads more..takpela…Im sure you’re tired sporting my utter nonsense
..I die it here Veedie..

MIss you
xoxo!!!

Dearest Veedie,

Is it too early to conclude that my life is wasted?

Just a thought..

Ooo picture picture..

Kiss Kiss

cute imran picture

Dearest Veedie..

I really do not mean to not write in you…ive been quite dismissive towards my own feelings..cehh
well one new thing now is that I HAVE MOVED and I HAVE STARTED COOKING.. usyooo

My worry of my children living in starvation or bereft of nutritions from take aways..is now gone..
My worry now is..burning the kitchen ..

Im in a hurry now actually..I will write in you okay! New picture…

i miss my family just soo much

my first fish and chips!

Ngaha..till we meet again veedie

xoxo

Haha Veedie,
guess i sort of broke my promise about updating you regarding AWESOME EDIN asap.. even now, im too dragged down to write about anything. But I will..haha get used to these I Wills and Im Sorrys. In my world, my lexicon, these phrases are highly infamous.

So about the title.. (this will be a short one ya veedie..i promise pictures of AWESOME EDIN in the next post..this is where people will notoriously use the overly-used-ultra-lame phrase..save the best for last..*squirms and winces*..im not using it veedie)

Okay again the title, in my room called “da freezah”, bottling down bottles of tapwater as a cause of my apprehension of getting dehydrated, it results to repeated trips to “da so close yet so far toilet”
*wait before i resume, I believe you need to be enlightened about the reason to the name of my toilet..
Firstly, its not MY toilet..its a shared toilet and shower..
Secondly, it is relatively close to my room. I mean the girls living at the other end of the hallway might be cursing me for my rooms close proximity to the bathroom..but then again, they hardly mandi.. which i do say i understand this culture..sometimes i blend in :p
Hence, the third point is to how it is still figuratively far.. Firstly, I have to bring my room key everytime I bathe or go to the toilet coz my door is an auto lock one.. Secondly,the door doesnt shut, it slams urghh the agony of holding the door hoping to close it in the most quietest way possible,,the amount of time i wasted on that.. Thirdly is I will look around before i go or come out of the bathroom when I shower.. I am lazy yes, so i couldnt be bothered and just “berkemban”(the selection to the verb berkemban instead of use my towel is because berkemban sounds more ermm innocent,but its not like wearing a towel is skanky urghh you get what i mean)..i mean it is justified,,the shower cubicle is utterly small and my clothes can get wet if i were to hang them there.. So imagine playing Mission Impossible for every visit..
Hence, this concludes to the very accurate term..the bathroom thats so close yet so far.. Note to self:Stop complaining

Oh where was I veedie? Okay..now to the topic of this post.. Which came into mind as a result of those horrifying constant trips to the toilet and the ultimate freeze by ‘da freezah’

The devil in me is what I get for having a room called “da freezah”.. The coldness calls for this despicable, mediocre being..

The devil in me..
Lures me to eat the heavenly tasted chocolates when I just finished eating a fattening meal
The devil in me..
Makes me sleepy and convinces me to sleep at 9pm!
The devil in me..
Makes me wake up at 11am the next day..a weekday!
The devil in me..
Tricks me into believing that I have done enough studying when all I have done was do one tutorial question..Not one sheet, one question
The devil in me..
Invented alcoholic in shopaholic. Even if I have dropped from shopping, it brings me up again..
The devil in me..
Is the reason to succumbing to a universe of thoughts when I am doing something calling for a deep focus
But
The devil in me cowers at the sight of the angel in me..

Yes Veedie, the angel in me.. angelaainaa..beat that you nasty icy devil! Haha takde purpose langsong..

Okay, enough crap for the day.. Wrap the crap :p urghh as im typing this, my room which is situated on the groud floor overlooking the lawn in front of the lake, is a popular spot for playing rugby, taking pictures, feeding the swan, having picnics.. and yes..a spot for drunk people.. Unfortunate events are imminent
Incident 1.They were speaking so loud outside.. Everything were audible.. THey were having a verbal fight..
Drunk Dude 1: Fuck you
Drunk Dude 2: No fuck you
Drunk Dude 1:No, fuck You
Drunk Dude 1:Fuck you
Drunk girl: Too drunk I could not comprehend
I was so close to pulling up the curtain and say..No, fuck you! ..Excuse the profanities Veedie..At times like this, yes its needed

incident 2: One night, I forgot to turn off the lights nor bring down the curtain when I was sleeping. I was woken up at 4am by a loud banging on my window.. Afraid and vision blurred, i looked out and I saw a blonde laughing away. Drunks get wild, disturbed-by-drunks victims get wilder with rage
Wait maybe she wasnt drunk, maybe I was sleeping in a laughable manner haha :p

Oookay..gues thats it then..till the next post comes.. Feel like I have a lot of things to share with you veedie.

Toodles

Dear Veedie,

I know it has gone a long way counting from that point where I last had a post in you. Reasons are bountiful but yet hard to explain. The central issue might just be out of human’s or might it just be me.. most despicable and malicious nature, pure laziness. I really have to get over that..

It is now 2.20 am and Im nearing death from the cold.. I am utterly slow in doing my homework, constantly glancing at the subtle glow of the laptop, mind delusional of the glare and stare of its screen, brain fixated under the hypnosis of the internet, hence, hands slowy taken out from the warmth of the elongated-by-force sleeves of my winter coat, yes i wear a winter coat when im in my room, reaching the laptop, typing hazardous websites ie facebook and ebay and online shows and downloading songs..

And before I knew it, an hour has already passed right before my ignorant eyes..

Pheww,, after so long since you last heard of my impotent most trivial thoughts, Im sure my long pointless descriptions are not what youll be expecting.. Yes I have a lot to tell you Veedie..But I would certainly like to start with beautiful pictures of the city Im currently residing in, the city of Edinburgh.
Not now perhaps, as I have my tutorial to finish..

Just a quick note on myself, I miss you veedie. (yes the lunatism and eccentricity of my addressing a blog as if it has a soul but the hell do I care) I miss Ayah, Mummy, Hanaa, Liyanaa, Imran, Kakak.

I miss hugging Imran and tugging his curly hair out of pure jealousy of not being blessed with such perfection :p
I miss mummy’s sudden annoyance and Ayah’s long winded talks which sings out a lullaby
I miss being a sour rotten fish head to Hanaa.. I mis asking kakak to jahit the ends of my long pants having it fit my shortness.. I mis teasing my adik who got adopted from China Liyanaa

But the thing is diary, I feel it so heavy to muster attempts in calling them. I do not understand myself now Veedie(oops i realised i called you diary previously hehe)..I dont know if it is just pure laziness that drags me down from focusing on the important elements of life, or does it go before that where I seek for the source of this laziness, insensitivity, coarseness.. But does it really matter Veedie?

Oooo such gloominess that I dread.. Dont worry VEedie, I will snap out of this..Ill finish my tutorial now.. and the next time you hear from me Veedie, which I promise will be very soon, It will be filled with exhilarating anecdotes and encounters in Edinburgh, in this university, everywhere I go..

TIll then.. palm raised at eye level, whispering the word.. tomorow, promise

Kiss Kiss

Dear Veedie,

Explaining the title, this is how it is

I need to email.. My gmail account is damn slow
I need to get my clearing number.. My UCAS account refuses to log in
I need to make phone calls.. A few buttons on my phone are not functioning
I need to converse with people in making tough decisions.. I cough every second
I need to stay healthy.. My throat stings and my nose keeps blowing
I need to hug my little brother.. He keeps running away

and most of all

I need to meet god.. I cant pray and I can fast
Happy Ramadhan Veedie.. Miss u owh :p Wish me luck in everything Im doing now

Loves, Aainaa