Human Nature

Hipocrites. We all are. One thing different is, we're separated by different levels. Congratulations, you just hit the highest level of hipocracy.

Inez.

When You Think It's Impossible

High School Graduation

I had a blast graduating yesterday. It was so much fun. The anticipation, the drama, the cameras flashing all over and everyone looked so pretty. I was nervous at first but when i was walking up the stage, i turned auto-pilot. I didn't feel anything. All i know is i was on auto-pilot. God knows how and why that happened.

I felt like i took tons of pictures. It was fun taking pictures and having my pictures taken. The food wasn't good though. After we had our meals, Vanesa snuck into my bus and we went back to school together. The teacher in charge didn't even take our attendance. The bus just left.

After we reached school, we took a few more pictures with someof our friends. Then we went over to Syaza's house. Vanesa went with Aiman on his bike, while Jaseem and I walked. The others took the car. It was nice, walking and talking with Jaseem. It's been some time since we've talked like this. Before this, we were all busy with the exams and stuff. We ordered pizzas cos we were still hungry. The food over at Putrajaya wasn't really good.

After i went home, as i was told, they did some loco stuff. Haha. I wouldn't say that i missed out a lot cos i was darn tired. Wouldn't have the energy to beat the craze anyway. However, i did take my time to take off my saree, remembering every single detail of the day before i hit the shower.

I felt a sudden rush of sadness. Graduation's over, which means only one thing, SPM. Can't wait for that to be over. After dinner, we watched One Tree Hill. Just like old times. (: It's always nice to end the long day watching my favourite series with my family.

Inez.

Cheers To The Past 5 Years

Tomorrow's graduation. I.AM.FREAKING.OUT. No one in my family seem to be excited but i'm bloody anxious! I'm worried about almost everything! My hair, my outfit, my make up, my shoes, if i'll look good. Gahh~ I have purple scrunchie curlers all over my head now. I'm not sure if it'll last for the day tomorrow but i'm willing to give it a shot. The biggest thing that i'm worried about is one of the you-know-who teachers would roll out some unwanted critics on me like some kind of fashion patrol officers. That would definitely ruin my day. I know that it isn't that of a big deal but still, after five years, ah, we deserve a day like this. Dressing up, going on stage, entertained by some performances, and food. I doubt that the food would be any good but that's not really the point is it. Anyhoo, let's hope that everything goes well and may all of us have a great day tomorrow ! :)

With love,
Inez.

Judgements

Everyone's so worked up about being judged lately. It's like a trend where people write on their profile about how much they love themselves and how other people shouldn't judge. Well, i think everyone's free to judge, it's just a matter of keeping quiet or the other way round. I mean, this life, it's all about judging, you can never run away from it, neither can you stop it. It's a natural thing, I don't think anyone can live without judging. Hell, people even judge my darling Jello. Yes, it's hard when people judge you but it's something we all have to live with. If you don't want other people to judge you, you start by not doing so, not to anyone or anything for that matter. Just know that when someone judges you, that person has hundreds of other people judging him. It's the norm of the society. We judge.

Inez.

I Need My FairyGodmother.

I spent the day living in my own little world. I went to school as usual but somehow i manage to keep my mind to myself. I was occupied with my Sidney Sheldon. I was anticipated to get to the bottom of the mystery. Vanesa for one was pissed at me for partially ignoring her. I'm sorry but sometimes you just wanna shut the big world out for a while and enjoy some 'me' time.

I've been cracking my head lately trying to figure out the attire for my graduation. Yes. I.AM.GRADUATING.HIGH.SCHOOL. Upper secondary to be specific. The only problem is that i have no idea what to wear. I wish, someone could spare me some money to buy a dress, a pair of shoes, and a perfect hairdo. I want this to be perfect but i am lack of resources. Where is my fairy godmother when i need her ?

Inez.

Hello :)

WHOA ! It's been SO long since i've posted anything here. Haha. I miss you little bloggie. I've never understood how my friends could miss their blogs. It sounded ridiculous to me but now, i entirely understand it. In my case, i've been writing but most of them are in my draft box. This is what happens when you don't have a laptop of your own. I share with my mom, no, more like she lets me use it when she's not. Before i could finish my post she'd be standing beside me, waiting for me to give it up like a hawk.

I have so much to blog but ugh, so little time :( I have to go to school now. Hm. I'll have fun ! :)

Inez.

I Won't Let You Ruin My Day :)

I clicked no rsvp to the tongue in chic fashion bazaar yesterday. I have tuition classes so i don't get to go. For some reason, i got over it very quickly this time.

Around somewhere near to the end of my class, my phone kept ringing so i came down to pick it up. It was mom and after i put down the phone i checked my messages. There was one from Louise telling me to get ready. I wanted to jump on the spot but then my tutor was right behind me so i held everything back.

After tuition, i got ready and then off we went to the fashion bazaar ! I bought two rings and a pair of earrings. I wore a topshop crisp white button blouse and my MNG grey short jeans along with my grey studded flats. I had so much fun dressing up. I really enjoy dressing up and playing with fashion.

I must thank Louise for being such a sweetheart bringing me there. I'm sorry mamee for wearing you Topshop shirt before you did and without your permission. I will ask for your permission the next time. I just wish you could control your tone. It can be very rude sometimes. I know that i do that too but at least i have you to remind me. As for you, i would be more than happy to remind you that but no offence, you are too stubborn to listen. I must say, that i salute Louise. She tells you off, turn around and everything is okay again. I don't know how she does it. You're so difficult to handle but she does everything like she has a manual to it. I don't tell her all of these because i know she doesn't listen. Maybe she does but everytime i do, she makes me feel like she doesn't. It hurts every single time i try to express. I'll end up screwing myself for telling her. As much as i love you, mom, i'll keep this to myself. For now at least. And i hope to tell you one day.

Inez.

Stumbled Upon A Good Day

Hm, what day is today ? Oh yeah, its freaky flyday !!! Woot woot ! The day i've been waiting for is here ! Haha.

I planned to wake up late, eat, watch tv the whole day and enjoy doing everything i like. Oh you know how things never go as planned sometimes. I ended up waking up at 7, going to school, mind you not to study, haha, i went along with my mom to send Jason to school. After doing some grocery shopping over at the market, we went for breakfast. It's nice to feel the cool breeze during breakfast. I kinda enjoy having breakfast at 7.30 in the morning. The place is not as stuffy as it is at 10.

When we come home, my mom decided to clean the storeroom. YES, ABSOLUTELY PSYCHOTIC. I felt like my perfect day was gonna be ruined. She told me to move all of the old photo albums we had in this plastic bag into one of her spoiled luggage bag. Me, being the good girl *winkwink, did as i was told. As i moved the photo albums, i opened them to see. There were tons of photos. I browsing through the photos was like watching my dad grow up. From kiddies in the garden to primary school, to teens with the open-five-buttons-crisp-shirt plus flared end trousers and the long-flowy-blow-dry-hairdo fashion to bieng fat thin fat again, and then thin again, moustache, no moustache, well, technically, he's went from no-no fashion to oh-not-bad fashion. All credits to me momma that is. As for my mom, she went from schoolgirl pinafore uniform to spongy shoulder blazers, high waisted skirts, acid wash jeans, flats and then to a wedding gown. They looked so happy in their wedding pictures. Also, not to forget all of those pictures they took travelling around Europe. After all of those, came Louise, then me, and then Jason. (: It was flying down memory lane. Watching Louise went from girly girl to specs wearing shy shy girl and then the long hair feminine and pretty but sometimes jakun self now. Me, from bald baby to posy boycut-hairdo girl to specky to, i have no idea how to describe the present me.  Jason turned from being chubby cutesy baby boy to the tall skinny boy he is now. It felt like i flew down momery lane. Weddings, birthdays, new-born babies, fashion comebacks .. Fuhh ~ Quite a jorney i would say.

My day turned out to be better than what i have planned. All of the photos made me smile, all of the memories made me laugh. This has been one of the good days i stumbled upon. Come often now candies :)

Inez.

My Childhood Hero

This, lasses and lads, is my is childhood hero, Shivaji Rao Gaekwad a.k.a Rajinikanth. I used to watch all of his movies with my grandma. He was always jumping around, fighting and saving the world. I stumbled upon this picture of him, i don't know if it was edited or anything, but he looks really old here. With all his wrinkles and balding head. I feel down, looking at this picture. The thought of me growing up and him growing old. It makes me feel like my childhood is way behind me now. I miss watching his movies almost every weekend with grandma. Going to bed thinking about the way he would rescue me when i get into trouble and how awesome it would be. Funny how my childhood fantasy wasn't about being rescued by Superman or Spiderman, but it was being saved by Rajinikanth :) He is the roots to my passion. He made me feel like i can do anything and that everything's possible.

P.S. He and tata kinda look alike. Tsk tsk .. (:

Inez.

Are We There Yet ?

I don't know what have gotten into me but i get the feeling that today's the last day of my exam. Well it isn't. I have 2 more days to go. Bahhh ~ I know. I can't wait for Friday to come ! I'm gonna be at the peak of my mood. 2 more days .. 2 more days .. (:

Inez.

LOL !

This episode of One Tree Hill felt slow and sad. The ending was sorta like a happy/sad one. Nathan wanted to donate his kidney to Clay but he wasn't a match for Clay. In the end, Clay's ghostly friend passed away and donated his kidney to Clay, which kept Clay alive. I cried so much and i felt so down at the end of the episode but then Modern Family happened. It was hilarious! Probably the best episode of all times! I laughed so hard and it was so good, i watched the episode twice :P I have Modern Family to thank for not going to bed depressed and down. I swear laughing really is the best remedy to all sickness and disease. Happiness is what keeps the doctors away. Laugh away now people !

Inez. 

Live. Love. LetGo.

I am not one who likes changes. I adapt to them very quickly but I always seem to prefer the times before the changes were made. Before we moved to this house, we didn't have any laptops or computers. We only had a big fat 29-inch tv and some Dvds. I remember the days where Louise and I would watch our Dvds over and over again. Sometimes we would even watch cartoons with Jason. Once we buy new Dvds, we would watch it right away and then talk about it for days. We used to go to Ampang point on a weekly basis. It's either we'd visit the Popular or get Dvds. Eventhough we were young, we would always tolerate each other and everyone gets to buy their movies. We would always try to be fair to each other cos we knew that if we were to fight over Dvds, my parents would threaten to not buy any at all. Oh another funny incident is whenever Louise and I have money we would buy original Vcds and hide them in our bags. Sometimes when we don't have enough, we'd convince our daddy to help us out by paying say, half but he'd always end up paying for everything. Louise and I would always watch the movies we buy together. We would wait until the both of us are free and then we would watch them together. We would repeat the scenes we love and watch them over and over again, so many times we could remember the lines. Those days were fun, frustrating sometimes but it was still fun. It felt like a family thing, something other families wouldn't understand. Now, it's all about going 33md, facebook, twitter, and blogspots. We don't even buy dvds anymore. I guess we moved on from that family thing. I would kill to have those days back. It's not that i don't like the life i'm having now but it's just something about living it once more, to be able to feel again what i felt. 

Live. Love. LetGo. I guess i'm still working on LetGo. 

Inez. 

The Game

It's funny how trend and fashion setbacks from time to time. It's like a cycle which goes round and round. Before the technology was developed into such high-tech like today, lads wrote love letters with such lovely words, bought flowers and opened doors, all to flatter and woo the lasses. Then when technology advanced, all those efforts were considered cheesy and old-fashioned. Now, it's back again. Love letters, flowers, chocolates, homemade dinner, self-written poems, opening doors, etc, lasses are into those these days. The lasses prefer the lads to go back to the old fashioned way, when everything was much simpler. I wonder what's next ;)

Inez.

Thank You For Being There

I couldn't sleep last night. My mom was snoring and the dogs were making a lot of noises. I started playing with my mom's hand. I tried all the possible ways to hold someone's hand.It was funny how i had to adjust my body up down left and right so that our hands were both in a comfortable position. Then i wondered if love is the same, to love someone you have to adjust yourself in a way to be able to always give them the best. As i was thinking, i fell asleep. 


Then I fell into a really awful nightmare. I dreamt that Louise got into some trouble and my mom had to go into jail for her. My dad talked about spliting our property. I pleaded Jason to help me convince my dad that we'll behave and all but he just wouldn't take his eyes off the laptop screen. He kept telling me to give him a minute. Louise said she has no time cos she wants to go clubbing and then she throws the bomb on me that she's moving out. I begged the police officers lawyers and judges to help me but none of them listened. They turned their backs on me and occupied themselves with some other things. They sentenced my mom to 70 years of prison. I cried and pleaded, yelled and demanded but nothing seemed to work. I ended up holding everyone's legs and begged to stay, to help. I kept crying cos it felt like it was the end of the world. Then i heard my mom telling me that everything's okay and that it's all just a dream. She hugged me and said it's just a nightmare, and that everything's all right. I was so happy to hear her and feel her wrapping her arms around me. I felt like i was safe and nothing could hurt me at the time. I think the best thing a person can get is to have someone there to hold you and comfort you when you're jolted awake from a nightmare.


I woke up later in the morning and told my mom the whole story. Then we went for breakfast. In the car, we were talking about something about our neighbours and only i got to know that one of the elderly uncle passed away. I still remember how he mistaken me as a malay girl. I was walking home and when he saw me he asked where was i going and when i said home, he was surprised to hear cos he thought there wasn't any malay families in the neighbourhood. He kept speaking in his quite broken Malay even though i spoke Mandarin. No matter how hard i tell him i live here and that i'm not a Malay, he wouldn't listen. It was like he doesn't care for it. He takes his evening walks everyday at 6.30. We would always have the same conversation everytime. I'd ask him if he's had his dinner and he'd tell me that he has dinner at 6 and takes his walk at 6.30. Then he'll go on about his leg and how walking everyday helps. I used to see him all the time. It feels weird now that i don't get to see him anymore. May he rest in peace in a better place.


Inez.