yellow

first of all, i know i promised a full top-to-bottom-and-inside-out BSB chronicle...but i really really really want to keep it to myself, as for now...i'm keeping it close to my heart...when i'm ready, be prepared to waste ur valuable hour to read my almost-endless meanderings of BSB...

okay, second agenda of the day:

let me clarify a few things regarding this picture:

• i was bored so i took some random pictures
• i was on my way to a tutorial
• i was sleepy
• nobody cares
• i thought 'hey, this will be a good start of a new post!'
• that sign, the blue 'hospital+ , newmarket' street sign, yup that's where i go to classes in grafton
• i was seriously whacked

third agenda of the day:

do u see that?
the yellow paint on the posts.
what's up with that?
colour me happy?
this can be found at the underground entrance of psychology building.


thank you.

some news

i know slavery days have passed (at least to my admittedly-limited knowledge) but at this small elusive part of the world, the trade is still alive and well...yes, i have slaves, personal slaves (in hush-confessional tone)...my 3 personal slaves are coming this june to visit me and cook and clean and wash and do whatever slaves do...i am delirious with happiness...


on a side note, still patiently waiting for the great pictures and videos of the BSB concert...got some of them already, from joyce, but alas, half of them are still in joyce's tight possesion ^^


on another side note, natural valley crunchy oats 'n honey bars are tres delish!!!thanks joyce for the introduction...i'll never forget the day....hohoho...


over and out.

broadcast interference

this is a backstreet boys broadcast interference to announce that harley has a friend named vogoe...a female friend...yes, her name is really rare and sounds like an exotic bird from an island most people can't pronounce...it's a funny story really...


i'd probably spoil the humour but here i go...joyce bought this new cute laptop, and the girl from the computer shop asked her to fill in her details...somehow, someway, she misread her name spelling 'JOYCE' (how can someone mistaken such a name?it's not as if she's giselle or some such exotic name?)...joyce handwriting is clear, as far i know...


anyway, joyce is now vogoe...so...the song 'shattered' by the backstreet boys is dedicated by harley to vogoe...please enjoy the song vogoe...hahahahahahahhahahaha!


p/s: i'm not poking fun of the name 'vogoe' itself, if that name actually exists, please excuse me...

BSB BSB BSB BSB BSB!

just one thing to say:

BSB IS SUPER AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
KTSBSBPA ^^

more stories coming up: the trials and tribulations of getting concert tickets, the rush of getting all pretty up before the concert, the headiness of anticipation, the nervousness, the screaming/singing, some dramas and much much much more fun stuff!

as promised...

...a lifetime ago...tada!!!!!!!!...some pictures, hooray!!!!!!...alas these are random pictures i took a few minutes ago...they are not the best, but i just felt like taking some random pictures...since it's like almost 10 at night and i'm in my room, these are the subjects chosen:

my huge bed...the sickly pink duvet cover...i know...what can i say?...

my cutesy bedroom slippers!!!!i'd like it to be more melon-like pink or maroonish red but alas, i'll make do...

it takes as long as it takes

i love this phrase...it fits perfectly in describing how long it will take for pain in one's heart to stop being painful...or at least stored in a corner in one's heart, only to be painful again when it's taken out, like out of sight, out of mind...it takes as long as it takes...great phrase...

cotton candy pink

NOT!i'm like surrounded by pink power right now...what does that say about me doctor, doctor?...do i have a secret psychological problem that needs to be explored in order to diagnose and treat me properly??...it's simple, really...i'm a victim of circumstances right this moment....pink duvet cover and pillow cases are the cheapest i could find out there at the moment...it wasn't even a cutesy muted cotton candy-like pink...it is a full-blown small-checkered almost neon pink, kinda pink...


it looks pretty in the picture...now, after putting it on my bed, i'm not too sure...it does scream 3 things: 'loud', 'girly-girly' and '9 years old'....sometimes, just sometimes, when i stare at my bed for more than 10 minutes, i can feel my eyes starting to water or fatigue...but overall, in the scheme of things, it somehow fit my room...i have red curtains and red drawers...and yes, soft pink house slippers...they are great!...i love this other reddish-pink version of the same slippers...sadly the ones left didn't fit me, so alas, i had to compromise and buy the cotton candy pink set...


anyway, i really really really promise that i will take a picture of my room soon!let's celebrate in conjunction of my new duvet cover, bedsheet, pillow cases and yes, valance!!!...what's a valance u ask?...good question!...apparently it's called valance by the british and it's more commonly known as bedskirt by the american...me, i call it bedskirt...it sounds much homey somehow...valance...it sounds like some sort of art thingie that u only see in art galleries that most common people never can afford to buy...anyway, i also got pink luggage tags (2 of them) and almost almost bought a pink towel...god save me...


p/s: where has my 'elegance' gone?...i know i've never u could quite say 'elegant' but really...i should at least have some sort of good sense and taste...

lame as

i was told, repeatedly, that my blog's name is lame as...do really i care?...suuuureeeeeeeeee...not really, actually...try opening up a blog and updating as regularly as possible...coming up with a not-lame-with-a-capital-L title is not that easy...i couldn't come up with anything witty, or charming, or clever, so, alas, 'enter my lair' becomes the title...live with it...i do...


as for the promised (fabled?) pictures, well, it's coming up slowly (like a 167 years old turtle)...will try to do my best and remember to take pictures with my 2.0 mp mobile phone camera...the resolution might not be the best, but that's all i have now...again, live with it (when the pictures come through ;) )

be happy

something to tide u over this cold (getting colder by minutes) autumn:

Sara Bareilles & Ingrid Michaelson (love love her songs!) - Winter Song

Download:

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Nicole Atkins - Maybe Tonight (lovely song ;))

enjoy!be healthy, be happy, be humble, be thankful :)

anxious

u know when u get overly paranoid (paranoia itself can be categorized as an 'excessive' behaviour), once in a while, like when u think that there's someone outside ur door at 3.56 am at night when u are woken by some strange noise...that kind of paranoia...a few days ago fazan n i got this new folding table from peter, our landlord (many many thanks peter!)...it came in a box so we had to throw the box away...


being lazy (there's no other reasoning behind this behaviour other than slacking off...seriously), we threw the remnants of the box into one of the green rubbish bins in the common kitchen...actually, all tenants are supposed to throw our rubbish into special bins in the rubbish room downstairs... slackers that we are (or me, most probably...fazan might've just followed along), we didn't make the effort to throw the box in the rubbish room...


being willfully ignorant (or most probably just to lazy to care) we threw the rubbish in front of 17 others (this is a random number, please do take note...the number could be between 3 t0 50) who were, at that time, cooking dinner...then, there was this big guy...he looked kinda scruffy and being large, he of course looked very intimidating...after throwing our rubbish fazan stopped by a girl she knew to talk (the girl was cooking)...i stood by listening...this guy silently approached me (i didn't actually noticed until he was like 30 cm away from me) and admonished me about throwing rubbish in the bin....


i was properly chastised...i was so scared i kept asking fazan afterward whether i should pick the rubbish from the bin and throw it away in the rubbish bin, as i should...repeatedly...i also mentioned to fazan, again repeatedly, that i felt that the guy was waiting, observing me to pick the rubbish from the bin...i was, in no other words, anxious and paranoid...


was i that important (or that beautiful) that the guy would actually stare at me all the time?...was the guy obvious scruffiness indicated menace while he was actually being a good tenant reminding me of my duty to all (of not stuffing my personal rubbish in the kitchen rubbish bin)?...well it was a lesson learned...one of life lesson to always be remembered: 1. never judge a person by his outward appearance; 2. never ever ever ever think that i am that noticeable that people will stare at me...lesson learned, learned really well...anxiety sometimes actually never pays...hahaha...

this year

starting uni is like starting a new year...i always always almost never have a new resolution for a new year...this time, i'm starting anew...new year, new resolutions...my new year resolutions are:

1. be more humble and thankful to Allah S.W.T...He is ever the Most Merciful and Most Giving, so i must always remember my prayers and turn to Him for everything in life...
2. respect and appreciate my family and friends more...mama, baba, jaja, gegel, alin, aboy, nenek maridah and my fellow good friends (u know who u r, u guys are my lifelong friends, if i'm neglectful, please forgive me, i'm ever a humble human), i'll always try to be good...
   
3. be more hardworking...do my work on time, if not earlier (tough one, that's why this got the honour to be on top of the list)...no more procrastinating or worse, don't even do my work...
4. study more...no more 'this is enough'...need to understand better, to memorise bettter...
5. be more involved...go out...socialise...be active...meet up new people...catch up with friends every now and then...
6. be more charitable...less irritatable...be more understanding...
7. save more money...for the ever uncertain future...
8. be stronger...this one i'll keep to myself...
9. be cleaner....actually, try to be less uptight in this area...i tend to go lunatic when i feel i am or something is not clean enough...at least, be moderate...

with this 9 things to remember, i'll always keep in mind to be first and foremost, a decent person...i know i am not always really a decent person, but i am trying...

with this, i pronounce thee...err...

my blatant disregard for my health will end today....with such strong pronouncement, i, harley, will take matters into my two not considerably small hands and take a proactive part in losing weight...since losing weight has been virtually impossible to me before, with all the temptations to be lazy (sedentary lifestyle) and eat as i will (diet), i will solemnly oath to eat the proper proportions of food and try (at least make a small step, one at a time) to exercise regularly...more updates soon (i know, 'what the heck!!!', right?...but it's my blog, so it's my life!)...