from being an indepedent woman living on her own, buying groceries and paying the bills, having no one to report to and going out whenever i please..
to being stuck in a house with nothing but the internet to keep me company when my brothers go out for their various activities.
(cubatah dengani kaka durang anie! hmmpf..)
well, being quarantined when theres a car in the garage just screaming to be taken out is quite testing.
and somehow the day i balik, theres tons to do the weekend, like the halal expo and the mabohai sale.
i wanna visit cits. i wanna visit apip. i wanna go out sushi with kaka itah. i wanna have lunch with buyai. i wanna go get a mani pedi and a facial. i wanna go kain shopping for raya. i wanna go to the gym. i wanna go to shahbandar naik bukit. i wanna go visit effy. i wanna go to the mall and be those ppl who walk around aimlessly, just to let myself know that i really am back for good.
i wanna catch a movie. i wanna visit my nini.
all will be done in due time, hopefully.
much love from the girl back in brunei!
ex-oh-ex-oh
"you know you've made it big when people you don't know hate you."
"inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but they can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake."
- Anonymous
Linda Spangle, 100 Days of Weight Loss
"inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but they can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake."
- Anonymous
"Weight management has to be an uncompromising, non-negotiable, everyday thing, like brushing your teeth"
Linda Spangle, 100 Days of Weight Loss
Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
canterbury
i'm still alive. haha its amazing how when u've got exams coming up and essays looming that u have a sudden urge to rant online but when u literally have nothing to do and every event worth talking about happening in the past couple of weeks, the blog gets ignored.
i admit facebook is much more convenient. but hey, this is my space and regardless of whether i update this once a month or once a year, imma do this till the end (esehmen mcm apa sja)
anyway, i am currently living alone.. been so for the past couple of days. i couldnt get on the same flight as my family and the next available one is this thurs. my last post was typed from belgium.. this will probably be my last post from canterbury and next post will insyaAllah be from sunshiny brunei (altho i hear its been raining lately).
spent last weekend at oxford, where auntie alai and her girls are forever hospitable and adorable (yes, even aunty alai is adorable is her own way hehe). now that my family's back home, they suddenly remember a whole load of other things they forgot to buy which they have enlisted lil' old me whose still stranded in the uk to buy these things. i dont mind.. keeps me busy and in a way makes me forget that i'm alone. i actually realise that i'm okay with being alone.. i still eat okay, cook my meals etc. in fact i tend to clean more i tink. hehe but then i'm leaving the house for good so i do need to leave it in the best condition possible lest i dont get my deposit back!
my exercises are now not only on hold, but non-existent. i've packed away my weights and shoes and yoga mat.. so now i cant even do yoga. true i can still do push ups and crunches and the likes on the floor but it hurts my tungking without the xtra padding of a mat. i've been eating more regular and healthy since alone cause theres no anisah to influence me in having pudding hehe. i've put on holiday weight.. it SHOWS in pictures! and i knw that thats the final straw. however, i havent been working out like crazy. i guess its cause i knw i'll be back in the gym soon. plus i've lost half of the holiday weight simply by running errands so its all good.
i still cant fit into my skinny skinny jeans. as in, the jeans i wear when i feel extra kurus. i dont knw wats wrong with the jeans cause its the same size as every other trousers i have. i always say never have fat jeans or skinny jeans, just have normal jeans. but these skinny skinny jeans are impossible to button up without me huffing and puffing! the only time i found them okay was in the dressing room at the kadai, which was why i bought them in the first place.
anyhoo, theres no point in that previous paragraph except to open up this one. tdi i went to shop for jeans again (i bought mooch jeans from topshop ysrtdy, hence the 'again'). i knw i said i wont shop for jeans for a year because 1. i went on a crazy jeans spree sometime last year and 2. i have enough as it is.
well, i just realised that it should be a year or thereabts now (hehe) and also since im going back to brunei soon, there wont be any decent jeans to buy and also its still summer sale! quality jeans at affordable prices bah... u cant blame me!
speaking of shopping, i also got myself fitflops. it pains me to admit that i fall for gimmicks after promoting exercise and diet for so long. but i was desperate, looking at my eurotrip pictures u can tell i've gained weight and with my gym equipment all packed away, i had to do something! funny thing is, my jeans size at topshop is now a size 4.. so maybe its just my face thats bloated?
tdi i also had my eyebrows threaded. it didnt hurt one bit and there i was thinking wat an amazing threshold of pain i have and then she started doing my upper lip and OWW IT HURTS!
i guess the eyebrows didnt hurt cos i'm used to plucking that area. but mang oh mang, upper lip threading hurts like a bitch! no pain no gain tho.. at least i wont have to worry about regrowth for at least 4 weeks. the lady asked if i wanted to have my chin done and i'm like 'why?' ie 'wat are u trying to say about my chin?? that i have janggut??'
sheesh. i stayed polite and rejected her offer. plus chin costs and extra 8quid which i wud rather spend on something else thank u very much.
i think i'm gonna buy another pair of shoes. was thinking of jalan shoes but now i tink maybe i need work shoes more. watchu think?
much love,
be'ah xoxo
i admit facebook is much more convenient. but hey, this is my space and regardless of whether i update this once a month or once a year, imma do this till the end (esehmen mcm apa sja)
anyway, i am currently living alone.. been so for the past couple of days. i couldnt get on the same flight as my family and the next available one is this thurs. my last post was typed from belgium.. this will probably be my last post from canterbury and next post will insyaAllah be from sunshiny brunei (altho i hear its been raining lately).
spent last weekend at oxford, where auntie alai and her girls are forever hospitable and adorable (yes, even aunty alai is adorable is her own way hehe). now that my family's back home, they suddenly remember a whole load of other things they forgot to buy which they have enlisted lil' old me whose still stranded in the uk to buy these things. i dont mind.. keeps me busy and in a way makes me forget that i'm alone. i actually realise that i'm okay with being alone.. i still eat okay, cook my meals etc. in fact i tend to clean more i tink. hehe but then i'm leaving the house for good so i do need to leave it in the best condition possible lest i dont get my deposit back!
my exercises are now not only on hold, but non-existent. i've packed away my weights and shoes and yoga mat.. so now i cant even do yoga. true i can still do push ups and crunches and the likes on the floor but it hurts my tungking without the xtra padding of a mat. i've been eating more regular and healthy since alone cause theres no anisah to influence me in having pudding hehe. i've put on holiday weight.. it SHOWS in pictures! and i knw that thats the final straw. however, i havent been working out like crazy. i guess its cause i knw i'll be back in the gym soon. plus i've lost half of the holiday weight simply by running errands so its all good.
i still cant fit into my skinny skinny jeans. as in, the jeans i wear when i feel extra kurus. i dont knw wats wrong with the jeans cause its the same size as every other trousers i have. i always say never have fat jeans or skinny jeans, just have normal jeans. but these skinny skinny jeans are impossible to button up without me huffing and puffing! the only time i found them okay was in the dressing room at the kadai, which was why i bought them in the first place.
anyhoo, theres no point in that previous paragraph except to open up this one. tdi i went to shop for jeans again (i bought mooch jeans from topshop ysrtdy, hence the 'again'). i knw i said i wont shop for jeans for a year because 1. i went on a crazy jeans spree sometime last year and 2. i have enough as it is.
well, i just realised that it should be a year or thereabts now (hehe) and also since im going back to brunei soon, there wont be any decent jeans to buy and also its still summer sale! quality jeans at affordable prices bah... u cant blame me!
speaking of shopping, i also got myself fitflops. it pains me to admit that i fall for gimmicks after promoting exercise and diet for so long. but i was desperate, looking at my eurotrip pictures u can tell i've gained weight and with my gym equipment all packed away, i had to do something! funny thing is, my jeans size at topshop is now a size 4.. so maybe its just my face thats bloated?
tdi i also had my eyebrows threaded. it didnt hurt one bit and there i was thinking wat an amazing threshold of pain i have and then she started doing my upper lip and OWW IT HURTS!
i guess the eyebrows didnt hurt cos i'm used to plucking that area. but mang oh mang, upper lip threading hurts like a bitch! no pain no gain tho.. at least i wont have to worry about regrowth for at least 4 weeks. the lady asked if i wanted to have my chin done and i'm like 'why?' ie 'wat are u trying to say about my chin?? that i have janggut??'
sheesh. i stayed polite and rejected her offer. plus chin costs and extra 8quid which i wud rather spend on something else thank u very much.
i think i'm gonna buy another pair of shoes. was thinking of jalan shoes but now i tink maybe i need work shoes more. watchu think?
much love,
be'ah xoxo
Sunday, July 19, 2009
bonjour!
okay that was a lame-ass title to a cliche of a eurotrip post but im sleepy but feeling tres guilty abt the lack of updates here. i still owe artsfest a proper post and that was eons ago!
this time i wont make any promises. theres loads of pictures for reminders and memories anyway. so i'll make this short and simple.
woke up in paris today, tonight sleeping in brussels. tomorrow off to amsterdam and perhaps the day after cologne? i'm not too sure about my parents' plans.. all i did was organize london.
anyhoots, i am now truly and officially a law graduate! got the cert and all. the cathedral was simply magnificent. it was such a gorgeous setting for a gorgeous occasion. my shoes did their job; made my feet look super sexy lol. i am super super thankful that the boyfriend came =D he stayed for 2 nights and on the day of my graduation me and him plus 2 cousins went on a boat tour of canterbury which was tres amazing and romantic, despite having an extra two for company hehe. where were the rest of my family? off to the designer outlet in ashford, leaving me and cousins back in canters with only a msg saying 'we'll be back by 2'.
jetted off to paris the next morning (esehmen~ made myself sound fancy there =p) where we terus went to eiffel tower and took like, a gajillion pictures. i now know where i got my camwhoring genes: my dad. he insists on having a picture of him with every single background imaginable. the day after we went off to disneyland.. which was simply magical! i was seriously considering working at disneyland! after all, its where dreams come true huhu.
the 3rd day was shopping day! if i were travelling with frens i'd be zipping off to every single touristy place possible and keep the shopping to a minimum but with the parents' plastice cards.. well.. twas a different story. my mum got me a new fone, the samsung tocco light the day b4 i graduated when we were still in canterbury. in paris i got another present, this time from BOTH parents: the most drool-wrothy and luscious LV bag! okay i may be exaggerating there slightly but it is my very first LV and to walk out of the LV store with the carrier bag in hand made me feel a teensy bit special (gawd i'm materialistic! but hey, present from babu and bapa. cannot say no =P)
plus the guy who served me was kinda cute. he had these piercing killer green eyes! but i bet he was gay.
then the next day ie today we arrived in belgium at around noon. i finally have a stable internet connection so hence this post. kinda strange that all the instructions are in dutch but i managed to find my way round hehe.
anypants, i gotta go coz my dad is super paranoid about being on time and we're leaving for amsterdam at 9am sharp! and all this time difference is making me confused, walaupun its just an hr difference with uk time.
till the next crazy-all-over-the-place-post! (i'm beginning to wonder whether i'll ever write another proper post without having to rush thru every minute detail!)
much love,
be'ah xoxo
this time i wont make any promises. theres loads of pictures for reminders and memories anyway. so i'll make this short and simple.
woke up in paris today, tonight sleeping in brussels. tomorrow off to amsterdam and perhaps the day after cologne? i'm not too sure about my parents' plans.. all i did was organize london.
anyhoots, i am now truly and officially a law graduate! got the cert and all. the cathedral was simply magnificent. it was such a gorgeous setting for a gorgeous occasion. my shoes did their job; made my feet look super sexy lol. i am super super thankful that the boyfriend came =D he stayed for 2 nights and on the day of my graduation me and him plus 2 cousins went on a boat tour of canterbury which was tres amazing and romantic, despite having an extra two for company hehe. where were the rest of my family? off to the designer outlet in ashford, leaving me and cousins back in canters with only a msg saying 'we'll be back by 2'.
jetted off to paris the next morning (esehmen~ made myself sound fancy there =p) where we terus went to eiffel tower and took like, a gajillion pictures. i now know where i got my camwhoring genes: my dad. he insists on having a picture of him with every single background imaginable. the day after we went off to disneyland.. which was simply magical! i was seriously considering working at disneyland! after all, its where dreams come true huhu.
the 3rd day was shopping day! if i were travelling with frens i'd be zipping off to every single touristy place possible and keep the shopping to a minimum but with the parents' plastice cards.. well.. twas a different story. my mum got me a new fone, the samsung tocco light the day b4 i graduated when we were still in canterbury. in paris i got another present, this time from BOTH parents: the most drool-wrothy and luscious LV bag! okay i may be exaggerating there slightly but it is my very first LV and to walk out of the LV store with the carrier bag in hand made me feel a teensy bit special (gawd i'm materialistic! but hey, present from babu and bapa. cannot say no =P)
plus the guy who served me was kinda cute. he had these piercing killer green eyes! but i bet he was gay.
then the next day ie today we arrived in belgium at around noon. i finally have a stable internet connection so hence this post. kinda strange that all the instructions are in dutch but i managed to find my way round hehe.
anypants, i gotta go coz my dad is super paranoid about being on time and we're leaving for amsterdam at 9am sharp! and all this time difference is making me confused, walaupun its just an hr difference with uk time.
till the next crazy-all-over-the-place-post! (i'm beginning to wonder whether i'll ever write another proper post without having to rush thru every minute detail!)
much love,
be'ah xoxo
Sunday, July 5, 2009
headless chicken
who happens to be yours truly.
in a way, the canceled new york trip turned out to be a blessing in disguise; i've got so much stuff to do i'm not even sure i can get everything done before my parents come. if i dont, i won't hear the end of it from my mum. thank god theres more daylight hours (altho to be honest i dont knw how this will make much of a difference. its still 24hrs in a day jua)
i still need to pack. and clean. and buy and pay and make important calls which all involve money.
anyone succeeds in finding a money tree, tell me.
needless to say, my exercise regime has been put on hold. its been 3 weeks since i proper jogged and pumped iron. heck, i may even pack away my weights, considering how its just lying there waiting to stub my toe.
speaking of which, i completed the 5km race for life run in 41mins and 24 secs =) quite lame to be honest; i managed to be all semangat for the first 3 k, then i lost all my frens so decided to walk to wait for them to catch up (sebenarnya kepisan plg jua haha), then thought i was being lame and then when it was the last 500metres i ran - but only because i thought hazim would catch me running supaya there'd be a cool shot of me racing to the finish line.
skali he only saw me after i crossed the finish line, where i immediately slowed down to a walk. he still owes me pictures on facebook too.
bah eeeh. i'm supposed to be packing.
much love,
be'ah
xoxo
in a way, the canceled new york trip turned out to be a blessing in disguise; i've got so much stuff to do i'm not even sure i can get everything done before my parents come. if i dont, i won't hear the end of it from my mum. thank god theres more daylight hours (altho to be honest i dont knw how this will make much of a difference. its still 24hrs in a day jua)
i still need to pack. and clean. and buy and pay and make important calls which all involve money.
anyone succeeds in finding a money tree, tell me.
needless to say, my exercise regime has been put on hold. its been 3 weeks since i proper jogged and pumped iron. heck, i may even pack away my weights, considering how its just lying there waiting to stub my toe.
speaking of which, i completed the 5km race for life run in 41mins and 24 secs =) quite lame to be honest; i managed to be all semangat for the first 3 k, then i lost all my frens so decided to walk to wait for them to catch up (sebenarnya kepisan plg jua haha), then thought i was being lame and then when it was the last 500metres i ran - but only because i thought hazim would catch me running supaya there'd be a cool shot of me racing to the finish line.
skali he only saw me after i crossed the finish line, where i immediately slowed down to a walk. he still owes me pictures on facebook too.
bah eeeh. i'm supposed to be packing.
much love,
be'ah
xoxo
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