#O

iPod, iPad, iPhone... Obsession with these coolest gadgets will never come to an end. The latest gadget makes it debut at the top shelf, and the older version of it only gets the lower shelf. Assuming that the newest gadget is revamped with additional over-the-top features, everyone is rushing to go and get it and the previous model becomes obsolete. While everyone is eagerly waiting for the new iPad 3 to hit the stores, I am patiently waiting for the price of iPad 2 to drop, drastically, even if it is not possible. But, but here's the tricky part. What's the point of me having an iPad actually, or even an iPod touch? I love pretty things and iPad 2 can be easily categorized as one of those pretty things that I love but shouldn't I wait for iPad 4 to come out, so that the price of iPad 3 will drop? What is this stupid equation that I am making but you get the picture here right? These gadgets will always be improvised and the latest one will always come and how do I decide which one will be the best? 

The argument went on and on from a few weeks back and it still occurs, once in a while.. My answer is to just stick to my obsession with handbags and purses. Well, actually, not that I have that many but my first paycheck will find its way to the nearest Prada shop in exchange of a solid dusty pink purse HAHA Yes. It's a dream of mine. Somehow...when I see that particular purse, I can feel it calling my name... and all I can do is... just smile back and whisper to it.. "I'll be your saviour...soon" HAHAHAHAHA entah-entah first gaji nanti tak cukup nak bayar kereta pon! I will work hard.... I will... Hard enough to... *to be continued*

Oh, speaking about my obsession. I'd like to welcome Luca Cruz Comrie into the world ! You're only 8 days old but you're loved by millions other fans :)) There's no solid issue in this post actually but these past few days, I've been thinking about getting an Apple product but I can't find any concrete reason for having one other than, for entertainment purposes. The thing is, have I not been getting enough entertainment already? Shouldn't I be obsessed with books? I need to be obsessed with it. One day, perhaps. 

PS : After the letter M should be N, I know. I am skipping this letter, just because.. Just because..

#M

Miracles, commonly associated with something that happens attributed to the divine intervention. One does not simply encounter with miracles on a daily basis, or else it is not known as miracles. It might have been just a norm, a plan that was well-planned. A friend answered only 5 lines for his 40 marks question and ended his lines with " I am sorry, my mind went blank..." and he passed his paper when the other 60 course mates failed the same subject. I believe, that's a miracle, if you see it from his perspective. A mother lost her daughter in a shopping mall for hours, she went to perform her prayers and suddenly, her daughter was found. I believe, that's a miracle, if you see it from her perspective. Something that happens at the right time, at the right moment. Something that you wished would happen and with deep prayers and determination, it happens because God can read your mind and he knows what is in your heart, even if you don't say it out loud.

Personally, a miracle would be if I can get a job right now, be it a permanent job or a part time. Logically, I am starting to doubt my own decision of doing my ACCA as a full time student. 10 hours of classes per week, which means I have only one class per day and it ends at 2pm, the latest. Ample of time and by that, it means, ample of time being wasted. Its a bit funny now that I have my Degree and I am looking for a part time job at some fast food chain, instead of using my qualifications for a proper job and pursuing my ACCA only as a part time student. Seems like a messed up plan, yes, I think so too. Reason being, Mom doesn't want me to fail my papers. As lame as it might sound, I think I work better when I am under pressure. I am not saying there's no pressure now because now, the pressure is higher because everyone expects you to pass on your first sitting because you're doing it as a full time student. If I really did  pass on my first sitting, that's a miracle alright! 

I am just lost right now, but I read somewhere it is okay to be lost at times because by then, you'll have time to explore your options. Narrow down your choices. As for me now, all I can do is narrow down my invisible choices! Anyway, back to the topic of miracles, sure I've seen miracles but it is a lot more magical when a miracle happens when you're with your friends. Hahaha. It's a funny story but I shall just keep it to myself. Miracles make you think hard, about God.

#L

Few weeks back, I've written a mental post for the letter L but magically, it didn't appear on my blog. So, now I am finally in the mood to type out a proper one but I reckon it'll be different from the one I've mentally written a while ago. A while ago, I had a short holiday to visit Hannah and Aina in London. Initially, I wanted to just enjoy my last week of the holiday at the serenity of my own home but it has been decided that I got to pay them a visit. All I can say is, FINALLY because the last time I planned this, it was cancelled due to appendicitis. 

During this last trip of my last free ticket, I discovered new things and I visited new places. In those 8 short days, I managed to meet up with some old schoolmates and old coursemates during my Diploma. Thank you for dinner, Faqi. Thank you Oggy, Shahrir and Dyad for an unbelievable amount of raw salmon intake during dinner. Thank you for coffee, Ezzaty. Thank you for lunch and dessert, Shakirah. Thank you Hannah and Aina for being the most wonderful and welcoming hostess.. Hostess? I think that is the word. Haha. If I were to list down the things Hannah did for me while I was there, this post would be a a long post for you then. Haha I am more than thankful and if I can repeat it, again I shall do so but probably a little less trifle this time because everyone says I am fat now. Huh! Evil people! ..... but yes, I did gain weight. I thought with the amount of walking I did, the calories intake would have been set off, I was wrong.. So wrong..

To compensate the small white lie that I told my father about this trip.. I really did visit a lot of university. Truth is, I told him I'm going for a holiday only one week before and he goes... "What?" and I said "Oh, I am going to visit the university, checking out which university suits me best for my professional papers.." Firstly, only certain COLLEGES offer those accounting professional papers, not universities. Hahaha. I bet my dad knows her daughter too well already but yes, I did go around the university or more like I visited those impossible university I could ever enter. We went to Oxford Uni :O Impressive ! And then, we went to Cambridge :OO There was this cute Malay guy in one of those halal shops, the attractive meter went up to the boiling point! And we did get to see the University of Portsmouth's library and it reminded me of PTAR. No joke and lastly, I went to University College of London. Not bad, but the buildings were so scattered around the block, I need more than a month to catch up and locate the buildings. There, see. I did visit many universities and technically, I did not lie.

And all the pictures surfaced on Facebook did portray a fun learning experience that I had, because truthfully, I did had fun but somehow, my heart is not there, my heart is still in Malaysia when the topic about studying abroad comes up, every single time. Maybe, I love going out to see other people's country but I still love my own country more to stay here and study here. To be away from my family, is not a risk that I am willing to take now, especially after going through 5 funerals in the last 6 months. I suppose, there must be a reason why I didn't get to further my studies abroad and now that I can try to do so, at least by applying for scholarships and loans, I am not interested to do so. At all, weird indeed. 

Anyway, here are some of the pictures :) 

In front of one of the colleges in Oxford. Boy, was I excited or what.. During that time, the students were running on the track field. They looked like normal British students but when you're an Oxford student, suddenly...
Yeah, suddenly..

Ahhh, the picture uploader is not cooperating well right now.

This post ends here then.