Haters be hatin'.

I HAVE NO LIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :( I am so bored; my daily routine after I've finished schooling has been the same mundane routine. Wait no, not mundane, it makes my life sounds overrated. And calling my life excited nowadays would make me sound in denial. Okay, I think I have 2 words to describe my current life, Ho-hum; my daily routine post-SPM is a ho-hum, Blasé; I'm blasé with my life. Sometimes I feel like trudging myself through the day.

But you know what; I think my life isn't entirely at fault here. I think staying in this house is thwarting my joviality. This house is killing my productivity by making me do lame routines; Sleep late, wake up late, stay up late, EVERYTHING IS LATE! Then, in front of the computer 24/7... HELL this is not acceptable.

Last I did something fun was... On Christmas! OMG that was like... 5 days ago wtf. We went playing pool at this place called "Happy". The ambiance of the place was literally contradicting with its name (if you know what I mean). Until I shot/ scored/ goaled? What’s the term used in pooling for scoring? Shot only lah, I don't care. Yeah, until I shot my first ball in the hole. I was jumping up and down squealing, I was happy ok?! Don't judge, it was my first time. I livened up the place a little bit, if you don't mind me saying. hahahaha

And you know, before we went to Happy, we went to David's. This place is more... full of people. There were a few familiar faces there. Anyway, not the point. David's; the place was smoky, but weirdly enough there was no single soul smoking, it annoys me actually. hahahahahahahah Like, if there were actually someone smoking there, at least I could verify it. But no, there was no one smoking. Asked Kenaidy about it, he said something about the smoke was collected form days before. That's just... Ew. At Happy, the place was... less smoky but there was someone smoking there. Weird.

ANYWAYSSSSSSSSS, lazed in Coffee Bean a few days ago with Aleen. It was boring there too. But y'know, being bored in Coffee Bean and with a couple of friends is definitely better than being bored alone at home.

Kay that's all. Bye.

P.s, I'm still thinking about doing or not doing the 2010 recap since The New Year is just really around the corner. I'm still biased on the not doing; I'm super lazy. And also because I'm in denial of the fact that the year is ending.

Nostalgia.

So I was browsing through a collection of my pictures. There were alot of "boy" comments. You know like; "Boy, do I know how to...", "Boy, was I...". Yeah, those. And boy do I know how to hog a camera. hahaha And boy was I bored. And boy was I sitting for SPM.

But one boy comment that was soooooooo not amusing in anyway but making me nostalgic was; boy, do I miss that phone. HELL. I stumbled upon a picture of me holding that phone. Boy was it all white and all pretty looking :( I miss it.

I saw that pic and a sense of nostalgia hit me. Hard. Not to the point where it made me cry though, cause I didn't.

Anyways, mama needs to file her nail to a perfect shape. Kay, bye :)

In denial.

Before there was Facebook, Friendster was all the hype people can't stop talking about. I wasn't up to date with all these online social networking things before because I simply have a phone to use to call up anyone at anytime I feel like.

But in the end, I made one. Friendster, Facebook, Myspace etc they're all so called to stay in contact with friends ey? I say ney. They’re for suckers who can't build up the courage to say Hi to people in real life, or just mainly for stalking. I'm not denying the fact I don't those though, because I do, shamelessly. After Friendster died, Facebook was the big deal. I was hesitant to make one, I swear.

When Friendster died, I spend most my time blogging. I'd chose blogging anytime over social networking. I told myself, I'm never going to make facebook or another blog. I succumbed to it and did one in the end, facebook I mean. My blog has been forever the same.

Anyway, this post is not about social networking or blog (although I love blogspot). It's about me having a Tumblr. Yes, I have a Tumblr. How the hell did I end up with a Tumblr page? I don't know. I stumbled upon this particular page one year ago. I like football, I like Arsenal FC, I like Spain FC; she had all those pictures. It just intrigued me. I kept coming each week to check on updates. Then one fine night; last night at 2-ish, I made one and followed her and reblogged like mad.

So there, I refused to be succumbed to Tumblr before; I told myself I was just going to check for updates, that's all. But I yield in. I'm weak! I'm such a disgrace to John Mitchell sigh. I'm sorry, John :(

One thing I promise I won't ever ever ever succumb to is Twitter. I can promise you that. Unless you know... I'm not in Miri anymore and suddenly I made a twitter, then it's ok. But like I said, unless I'm in Miri and I did it, you can... You know... Point it out. hahahahah

Anyway, if my sublime message/links/coloured-words telling you I have a Tumblr didn't work, let's make it more conspicuous yeah?

http://feliciawantsapples.tumblr.com/



P.s; don't worry, I'm capable of multi-tasking (just sometimes I chose not to ) so, there still will be updates on this blog :)

Hissy Fit.

I went to school today. In the hopes of getting my lost phone from the Principal. My friends who went on a search for my phone told me it's with her; but I have to write a letter and bring the receipt. I didn't and just went to school.

I went there, asking her if she got any lost phone because I lost mine recently (described fully of course). She asked me izit my phone. How was I supposed to know, she didn't show me the phone? So I said, I think so. Then she asked me did I send the boys to look for my phone. I didn't send them anywhere, they were bored so they killed time and tried to look for my phone. So there, I asked her again, is my phone with you? She said the most confusing thing ever. I. Don't Donch. Know.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat???????????? How can you not know?! It's a simple yes or no question. If it's with you, say yes; if not, then no. What's so "I don't know" about it? If I'm going to write a bloody random letter that I don't even know what to write about and then at the end of the day when I give it to you, it turns out you don't have my phone, like... Who does that? That's just wrong. That's just crazy. I don't even know what kind of hell I should be writing in the letter. Should I write a story? I'm really good at that and it's been awhile since I wrote one so...

Oh, and the hell doesn't end there. I walked in that school today, thinking OK, see her about phone and leave immediately, I ended up having to redo the testimonials again. Another whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? moment. I was so pissed. I told myself a few weeks ago when I've done all the testimonials I would never touch or see it ever again because it will just bring back pain and sufferings. Now you're telling me I have to redo everything? IT'S THE FUCKING HOLIDAYS FOR FUCKS SAKE. And I'm no longer a bloody Stco student so could you just... not? DIOS MIO!

Shellshocked.

LOOK!!!


Never ever would I thought he, Cesc Fabregas captain of Arsenal and Player of 2010 World Cup winner Spain, would watch an Asian football match. Not that I'm implying that Asian football is not good just... You know... Isn't there another league somewhere to watch? Like The Bundesliga maybe? La Liga? Again, not trying to imply aforementioned subject. I'm just super shocked. Apparently quite touched, too, that someone as big as him is watching Asian football even if it's just to pass off his boredom.

If I was bored, I would be on the computer playing The Sims, watch TV, sleep or catch up on my reading, just sayin'. It's just really shocking man! God. I'm literally blown out of my mind flabbergasted gobsmacked dumbfounded astonished etc.

Anyways, I'm bored. So I'm off doing one of those things to occupy my sad unproductive life fml.

UPDATE!!!

LOOK!!!


He stuck throughout it! Amazing. It really is *glistening mesmerized eyes* So... Congratulations to the Indonesian Football Team they're through the finals and meeting Malaysia there.

How do I know this? My friend told me. By that, I, too was shocked. Never did I thought my friend was watching Asian football, not patronizing anything or anyone.

Anyway, kthxbye.

Damn.

The last post was my 300th post. I should have not posted something emo. But who cares. They're just posts. Anywhooooo, ever since I'm done with high school I've been the definition of a couch potato. I'm such a sad excuse for a lively teenager. Sigh.

But my time spent lying on the couch watching tv has never been so... relieving? Because... I got to "find" myself. Just a tinsy bit though. Hahahaha and it didn't even cost me anything. I didn't have to do any big impulsive gesture like leave the country and experience the world just to find myself. I don't think it's a bad idea though; I want to leave the country and see the world and become an expat. Heck, that's all I want to ever do. Travel the world! Boy would I have tons of stories to tell people about; maybe I'll even write an awesome book and name it The Odyssey of a Couch Potato.

So guess what I found out about myself? I found out that I, the future expat, is head over heels for British everything. The place is just super gorgeous. Can I introduce you to a bunch of awesome pages? Yes, yes, yes! YES! Dios mio, how can you resist not falling in love? I mean, yeah gotta give credits to the photography cause it looks amazing but I'm sure it's still gorgeous in real life. Just look at those enchanting castles! So... Dios, I'm speechless. I can't say anything, I don't know how to, until I've experience the feeling myself, I'm not going to say anything but just mesmerize over pictures on the internet.

Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I hate my dad. He's been to London. Wait, did he? Or was it just the Netherlands and France? I'm not sure myself. He's been to a part of Europe at least. Where have I been? NO. WHERE. FML.

I'm feeling so emo right now. Dios mio :( I will someday. All of Europe. Europe, you wait for me. Venice, make sure there's plenty of water when I arrive cause I'm going to want to ride on the gondola. London, don't take down the London eye just yet. I'll be coming, one day. I WILL!!!!!!!

Here are a number of pictures that could captivate you,

Gorgeous ain't it?

Masochistic.

I lost my phone recently. Very recent, on the 9th. The day I'll never forget. That day, I was so looking forward to 4.30PM. That day, I was to be rejoicing the fact that I'm officially not a high school student anymore. I don't have to wake up at 5.30AM anymore the next year, wear my blue pinafore and I no longer need to bring heavy bulky books that I never bother to touch. That day, the day I've been waiting for since I entered Form1 in 2006, the day I could finally let my wings free, and finally fly.

However, the exam ended with a very interesting-upsetting turn of event. I lost my phone. It contradicted every single plan I have for that day, left to right, up and down. I woke up thinking how I was going to scream like a maniac after the exam, all screwed. I didn't notice it was lost until I was out of the examination room at 4.30PM. Of course, I was worried. I ran to where ever I've been to before, to retrace my steps. I didn't search thoroughly though, I should have crawled on the grass.

That night, I went out with my friends. I can't stay at home and be a sour puss while my friends are out and having the time of their life. I just finished my SPM, I deserved that outing. Losing my phone on the other hand, I don't. There, Aleen told me Amal and the others went to look for my phone in school, which was in the evening. BTW my school is known to have disembodied spirit wandering around. So, on the search of my phone, they felt and heard things. Shouting things. Creepy. I just can't bear in mind what my phone's going through. Where izit, izit scared? I imagined things doing things to my phone. Yes, I'm crazy like that. Once you put ideas in my head, this happens.

But it was temporary; at least I thought it was. I told my friends, I'm fine w/o it. It’s okay and everything. Well it's not. I want that phone, I like that phone, that phone hasn't hit the big 1 even, and how dare I lose it? How can I be so fucking careless? That phone has been my companion through it this whole year, it had a dictionary, I love dictionaries, especially ones that I could use on the go. How dare I took that phone for granted?! How dare I not appreciate that phone?! Dios mio, I'm angry over a phone! Why not? I like that phone. But really, I was slightly fine, it didn't really bother me.

I was only proved wrong when I encountered a big word that I needed to look up in the dictionary. Masochistic was the word that really knocked some sense in me. It means a willingness or tendency to subject oneself to unpleasant or trying experiences.
My hand was groping around for my phone, and then I remembered, it's not anywhere anymore. There’s no more on the go dictionary. I was left devastated. I swear. Ever now and then I keep playing the event on my head.

"I was sitting at one of the table in the canteen. Aleen just used my phone to call Rahman. After she was done, I placed it under my file, on the table. Everyone came to the table because there was a pandemonium going on at the table about the Account answers. That was the last I remember of my phone. Then the whistle calling us for the exam was blown. Everyone rushed. I was rushed." And yeah, I didn't remember anything anymore. Why the fuck didn't I put the phone in my pocket after Aleen used it? ARGHHHHHHHHHHH I'm so pissed at myself! I define stupid, careless, forgetful,

I'm already punished by losing my phone, now I gotta sit through my life having it play in my head repeatedly. Fuck me.

1. Henry Golding