comments from my lecturer: creative, but the lightning bolts tu tak perlu sebenarnya. cukup dgn jam2 yang dekat atas tu.
overall, a good effort for a first timer. doing this ad assignment was fun! mybe, as a career? ngehe.
you are a problem to solve, a mystery to unfold, and most importantly, a person to love
i've done my best. i've done everything in my power to make you love me. to make you stick with me until the end. to impress you. to have you as mine forever. to be your last. even when you tend to hurt me alot with your harsh mean words, with your difficult attitudes, with your dumb ego, and your goodbyes, i swallowed it all because i believe that, beneath all of that coldness, there is a big bright light waiting to shine from inside of you. all that coldness is just a mask. making you seem like a tough person. making people fear you somehow, so that you wont seem vulnerable and people wont take advantage of you, wont hurt you. and i would be the only person that you would show the other side of you. i would be the only person that you would open up your heart to. i would be person to make the walls of your giant ego to fall down, piece by piece. i would be the lucky person to have YOU and be the LAST one for you.
i would keep on trying to figure you out. to understand you. because i know i can. and i know that i would the only one who can. you should know, your mood swings is impossible but it makes me want to be closer to you. you are a roller coaster that i love to ride over and over again. when you tried to push me away, i would keep running back to you. and if you ask me "what is love?' i would answer with pride that LOVE is YOU.
do whatever you want
break me, kill me, love me, miss me, take control of me, take my soul, take my heart, break my heart, consume me, influence me, tell me you're sorry, tell me you hate me, tell me you love me, say something sweet, say something mean, tie me up, imprison me, hug me, kiss me, cry for me, yell at me, say harsh words to me, curse at me, write me poetry, do whatever you want with me, but i'll never stop loving you.
my 19th birthday
last sunday, 6 march 2011 was my 19th birthday. my feeling towards this reality of life cycle? i am not quite sure. i feel kind of not-so-19. its like 19 is just a number. but im still not aging somehow. ha! thats what old people usually keep reminding themselves so that they dont seem to grow older than they already are. haha. but what the heck right? its only 19 dude. chill boleh? still young kan? ngehe. :B okay so i had to celebrate my birthday in campus because that saturday, we part 2 students have LPPKP the whole day, so we cant go back home. durinng the LPPKP session, i found out that there are 2 more people that have the same birthday as me. first was Nikita Nawawi from my class, dmc2G and 2nd was the lecturer who handled our LPPKP modules these semester which was Puan Noraida, a very nice, gentle and motherly lecturer. yay! 6 march rocks man. :D
anyway, i didn't have such a lame birthday after all. :D that night at 12 am, my roommates and anis sang to me the birthday song. aww. so sweet of you people. er okay. haha. and to add up my 'terharuness' that day, my mum and my brother came to melaka just to celebrate my birthday with me. my mum drove in the middle of the night from kl to melaka right after work. she arrived at melaka at about 4 am in the morning and slept at a local hotel. then without getting much sleep, she picked me up from my college at about 11.30 am to take me out. i was so glad when i saw my mum's face that day. i had missed her so much. so we went out. first we went to have breakfast, at the mamak restaurant infront of uitm. after done eating, my mum drove us all to Bandar Melaka! yay! :D we went to DP, and walk around the mall like some teenagers. i had suggested to go watch a movie, but i mum decline my suggestion because to her we cant really spend time together if we were in the movies. we cant have conversations and stuff. and that was kindda true. so i decided not to watch movie, because i want to really spend time my them. we went to Brands Outlet in the mall and shopped like its the end of the world. haha. not really la. but we did shopped a lot. my mum was so generous that day, maybe because it was my birthday. all the stuff that i bought that day was considered my birthday present. hehe. there are alot of things, clothes and stuff that i would love to buy, but i had selected a grey skinny jeans, a black and grey plaid shirt, a black ribboned wedges and a brown waist belt. waaah. almost a full set of attire. :D my mum pun tak ketinggalan okay. dia pun shopping juga mcm saya. that day she bought, a brown pants that looks like a skinny, a black flat shoes and the same black and grey plaid shirt like me. awww. sweet kan? some people might get really annoyed by the fact that their mum wants to buy the same shirt as yours because it seems sooo uncool, but not to me. i think that is a way or a gesture that shows she loves you very much and she wants to have something in common with you, like in fashion. so i dont mind at all. oh i forgot to mention that i had received a mug from my mum. that mug has a picture of both of us, and words of " happy bithday darling. love you now and forever " :') thnx mama <3
after we shopped, we went to MP which is just infront of DP to eat. the place that catches our attention was SECRET RECIPE. so off we went. we ate, and talked and ate and talked. after done eating, i bought a pair of new contact lens because my contact lens had expired. after that, before we went to the car park, my brother wanted to go to the toilet first, so i showed him the way. my mum wanted to follow him, but i asked her to follow me, because apparently something had catch my eyes the moment i walked into the mall. HANDBAGS! so we went to the handbag shop which is not exactly a shop, its an open spaced shop in the walkway of the mall. i scanned and scanned for the perfect bag, then finally i saw it. a sling handbag with the base colour of black and white. price: rm 60. i persuaded my mum to pay half of it. hehe. so there you go. a new bag! finally, a complete set. :D
then off we went to our car, fun is over, uitm was waiting for me. :( when i arrived at my college, and its time to say goodbye, i had a difficult time saying goodbye to my mum. i was at the verge of tears but i tried to hold it. if i cried, the pain might seem more painful and hurtful to me so i tried not to. then after lots of hugging and kissing and wishes and advices, off she went back to kl. without me. thanx ma for everything. i really appriciate what you've done to me for my birthday this year. it means alot to me. i love you so much :')
when i went back to my room, jemi was the only person in the room. the rest had went out. i put my stuff at my table. and went to dewan makan temenggung to buy a drink in order to get small change. before that my best friend texted me, where i was. i replied i was in my room, just arrived. she asked, from where. i replied i went out with my mum. and she just said okay. at that time, aku terasa dengan dia. because she was not there with me during my birthday. 1st, she had to went back to kl the day before because her sister was sick. and on my birthday, she was not there with me. how sad. but then something suprising had happened. after i had bought my drink, i went back to my room. when i entered the hallway of my level, i noticed there was a group of girls standing in front of my door. i saw a cake and candles. i saw my best friend from the back and 3 of her futsal friends. OMG. "are they supposed to suprise me?" was the only question that entered my mind. i blushed and went to them. they were suprise to see me walking towards them. i guess i kindda ruined their suprise for me. haha.its kindda funny when i thought about that moment. they said i was supposed to be in my room. that's why my best friend had texted me and had asked where i was. and they were supposed to bang the door, shouting my name, and expected me to be the person who opens the door, and wallah! a suprise for me! yeah, not a reality. haha. when i approached them, they started singing the birthday song with happy faces. and i was blushing, really embarrased. i opened the door, to invite them in. they were so bummed that their suprise didn't work out as expected, they requested for me to close the door, and opened it again, and pretended it was a surprise. haha! what a funny situation. but i did it, for them. then we all went inside and enjoyed the cake. i was so happy at that time, because of what my best friend did for me. thank you so much. i love you to bits :') <3
so my birthday was great and a blissful one. thanks to those who had wished me. a huge thanks to my mum and sue idris for the sweet way of celebrating my birthday. its the thought that counts, right? i love you guys so much! <3
my birthday with mama and abang.
my not-so-surprise birthday with my bbf
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hello March
hello March. ;) how fast time flies right? hmm. mid term is just around the corner. and i have not prepared myself for it. i think i kindda forgot how to study. is that even possible. bak kata anis, ibarat dah berak, terlupa nak basuh. errr. ewww +.+" lately, penat sangat kot. events, assignments, classes, presentations and more shitty stuff. sometimes i just want to go home. and run away from reality for awhile. but what can i really do? this is the path that i've choosen. so, March, please be nice to me. besides, my birthday is also around the corner. heheh. :B
how i see myself in ten years
How do I see myself in ten years? A scary question, a scary thought. No one can actually predict what might happen to us in the future. What we can do though, is plan. Plan, plan and plan. The fact that sometimes people overlook is that things might not happen how they wanted it to be. They put high hopes and expectations on themselves, which is actually a good thing but too much of a good thing might not be good. Like wearing too much accessories to match with a ruffled dress, in a fashion perspective. I am not a planner myself. But then, plan can be replace by a dream. Yes, dream. Dreaming sounds more fun and not a stressful thing to do. I choose to dream than plan. Therefore, I can see myself in ten years in a dream perspective.
In ten years, I will have a career. A stable job that pays me a salary that not only can feed me day by day but also to satisfy my wants and needs. As we all know, money plays a significant role in our life. Without it, we are incapable of doing anything. In the future, the cost of living might make us want to jump off the Penang bridge because obviously it does increases as the time goes by and in ten years time, RM50 might look like 5 cents. That is the ugly truth that we have to accept. Back to me having a career, my career would be something in the scope of media industry. It would be such a waste studying communication and media if I didn’t apply it in my life. No, I would not choose to be in front of the camera, I don’t like the feeling of people staring at me or gaining excessive attention whether it is good or bad. So, in ten years,I will work in a film and drama production company, having myself behind the scene and being a part of the crew that helps to produce good movies and dramas. I will have a good position, not necessarily the highest ranking position, just a position where other staffs would look up to me with respect.
Furthermore, in ten years, I will have my own assets. Having big black cars that most rappers own, a mansion that looks like the White House, a golf court as my backyard is way out of my league. In ten years my assets would be, first, a car. A car that mirrored myself and my personality. Possibly small, cute yet elegant. A car that has a good sound system and a small sized television that will entertain me while driving through the harsh Malaysian roads, and a navigation system that will help me find places. I will also own a house. A double story house will be build on my own land. My house will be soft blue in colour so that when I arrived home from work, peace will surround me instantly the moment me eyes lay upon it. My house will also be surrounded by a garden that has beautiful flowers and plants on it. A small fountain will be build on my garden to make the environment of my house looks calm and peaceful. The interior design of my house will be vintage. My house will not be just another house, it will my home sweet home.
Besides that, in ten years, I will be married. I will be married to someone that I love. Many people nowadays are scared of marriage because they fear commitments. To me, marriage is a sacred thing that joins two hearts that loves each other to share their lives together and I do believe in marriage. Me and my husband will live together and we will have children of our own. The truth is, I actually dislike childrens. They are loud and an annoying human being. But then, in ten years time, when im married, that might change. Who doesn’t want children in their marriage? Not having children is not possible because to me, children is the pride and glory of each happy family. Besides that, in ten years, I will travel the globe. Travelling will broaden one’s mind. I had always wanted to travel but didn’t have the chance to do so. So in the future, when I have a successful career and my salary is something to be proud of, I will create a special savings just for travelling. When my savings are enough, I will take a vacation from the reality of life and just escape somewhere and just be a traveler. I will roam around a city with a backpack and eat rare foods and learn the unique cultures of people in other parts of the world. To me, travel makes a great escape.
How I see myself in ten years is yet to be unfold. It is exciting to think and figure out who we will be, what will we do and what will we have in the future but bear in mind that now is the reality and the future is still unknown. Instead of clinging to the dreams of years ahead, we should really concentrate on working hard to get hold of a good blissful life in the future. As for how I see myself in ten years, for now its still in the big fluffy cloud of dreams of mine, waiting to come true.
an essay for BEL260. ;)
