Becoming too ‘manja’

Who? Who became annoyingly spoilt? Tehee~ It’s me.

I am not one to ‘mengada’ with people. I don’t mind people being all clingy, acting like a baby, but for Thor’s sake; I don’t do those things. Well, at least not before.

To summarize it all, before college, I was the guardian angel/Satan’s mistress to people around me. They’ll seek me for comfort and asked for advice (tho most of the time, I’m the source of their agony), they belief in me (not trust) and most importantly, my friends know that Allya the big sister will always be there for them; to protect them.

If they got into a fight, I’ll beat up whoever the opponent was (even when my friends are wrong. Bad, I know. Am extremely bias), when someone said bad things about my friends, I’ll make sure that person who bad-mouthed them will suffer for the rest of their life (only I can talk bad about my friends) and when we’re out in the cold world, I will make sure everyone was safe. I’ll walk on the side-nearest-to-the road path, I’ll make sure I’ll be hit first when crossing the road,  I’ll bring all of those heavy things; I’ll protect them from harm’s way.

Although, it all changed when I entered college. Particularly, during my semester 2. I am treated like a princess. Maybe it’s a normal thing, but I do feel flattered by whatever they are all doing. Alhamdulillah, I’m blessed with guy friends who are total gentlemen. Never once, those male in my campus ever let me bring heavy things. They care for me like how a girl is suppose to be treated. I mean, I’m not saying that the guys from school are bad, they’re adorable, but maybe they’re just used to see me as someone who’ll protect them; not one to be protected.

Sadly, I became too comfortable with this whole situation. When I met my school friends, I get offended by what they did or said. The old Allya wouldn’t mind about it at all. Heck, she’ll probably laugh it off without feeling bad. However, the current Allya almost cried.

When facing a troublesome situation, the girl who not only collected herself, but are also leading 800 people; she was shaking when answering the phone. I mean, I get it if I’m shaking because I lied, but I was blurting out the truth for God sake! I kept blabbering; ‘uhhhmmm’ was often said as much as I inhale. Ergh! The old me can tell you a story about some person’s life; a non-existence person while sounding like that person is my best friend! (not something that I should be proud of, but you get the point yeah)

She is becoming softer and more sensitive. I should get myself together. Gotta find that old Allya back (only the positive sides please). I love being pampered by people around me, but I should not delude myself. Okay, delude is not the word, but whatever xD

True, I love being treated like a woman, but I shouldn’t be mean to friends who didn’t treat me as such. It’s not their fault, they know the old Allya, not the new. So I can’t blame them for that. Regardless, I love all of my friends!

❤ ❤ ❤ Love you all lots! ❤ ❤ ❤

Tata~


P.S. I know this is a random thing to write. I just feel like writing, that’s all. Again, bear with me please xD

P.P.S. I am becoming too dependent on Pres as well. Before, everyone was depending on me; the ever so independent woman. Now, I’m disgusted at how much I depend on Pres. No offense Pres, none of them are your fault. I love being your VP, you treat me well and thanks to you, I get to experience being a follower, leaded by a great person. But gurl, you gotta get yourself together and rule on! Oppps, I mean live on~

1st Hari Guru…

As an alumniiiii~~~

Hi hi~

It’s been a relaxing couple of days, but hell is going start next week… Or should I say, this week. Whatever, gonna enjoy what I have now.

Last Friday, SMK Cyberjaya (SMKC) a.k.a. my old high school, held their annual Teacher’s Day celebration. My friends and I went there to take our SPM certificates, while we’re at it; crashing their party. I arrived at seven in the morning because I was too lazy to go back and forth from Putrajaya to Cyberjaya. Ate my breakfast at the canteen and krik krik. Awkward silence. I didn’t recognize anyone…

What did I do?

I went to my infamous hangout place, bilik guru. I’m a regular there you see, I don’t give a damn about that ‘Pelajar dilarang masuk kecuali ketua kelas’ sign. Ehem self-declare ehem ketua pelajar ehem.

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It was hanged in front of the bilik guru door. So sweet lah these students~

Went inside, saw my teachers and voila~ I became their makeup artist for the day. This year’s theme was 1001 Arabian Nights, so everyone was busy doing their Arabian eye makeup. Too much words, let’s see the photos should we.

I did some of their makeup and dang, they look good! *self-praising on point*

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We didn’t have that backdrop before! #seniorjealous
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They’ve also changed the class signs. No more individual classes, all are according-by-subject classes
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Our DA BOMB teacher, Cikgu Rozie’s photo is placed on the right side of the stairs and trust me when I say, IT IS FREAKING BIG! Sampai bila-bila tak kan lupa xD

After following my teachers ‘berarak’ to the hall, I was asked to sit down on the chair. The mighty chair!!! I don’t have to sit on the floor, I sat on the legendary blue chair!!! I freaked out xD I mean c’mon, it was a formal event and I don’t have to sit on the floor! Jakun okeh! Hahahahahaha xD

Bla bla bla, sorry juniors, it was boring…

None of my friends arrived yet. I talked to some people and teachers, that’s all I can do anyway.

At 9ish, the boys from Putrajaya came. We took our certificates and wait for the others to come. Boooorriiiiing… But I missed them, so it’s bearable. The girls came, then the other girl came and the other girl. We went inside the hall to meet the teachers. The boys were scared at first, they don’t want to be judge. Neither do they know that they’ll be praised by the teachers. Anak tiri remember.

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Those who came minus Stepha and Rizq.

We bid our goodbyes, we went to eat lunch. We walked a lot, I mean it’s quite far, not. Guess what, the restaurant closed due to an unknown reason. I craved their butter chicken! Too baaaad. We decided to go to mamak. That’s when Danial and Amira went wild. They exchanged cars, but Amira forgot to give the key to Danial. He then chased his car which was being driven by Amira, with the help of Emir’s motorbike. It was stupid as usual. Zan, Stepha and I were being roasted inside the car. Cyberjaya is waaaaaaaay hotter than Kelana Jaya. Heatstroke~~~

Bla bla bla, we ate our lunch and voila~ Ended. Actually there’s more stories, but teheeee~ Biarlah rahasia~~~

It may not seem like a big deal, but meeting them was a break. I do love my housemates, but campus life was a bit stressful and all I see was their faces. Tidur muka tu, bangun pun muka tu. Serabut sikit.

Meeting old friends are a treat. It brings you down the memory lane, a great occasional trip that everyone needs to join. Lesson learnt on that day, go and meet your old friends more often. Its impact can be greater than you thought it’ll be.

Though I can’t meet them all, I’ve released some of my pent-up sappy self. Teheeee~

Love you guys, xoxo.

Tata~

 

 

 

Miss my ‘Aussie’ friend

Last week was quite eventful for me.  Got more friends, did an audition, entered clubs and did activities with them. Oh, let’s not forget that I am officially awarded the douche bag of a friend award since I want that person to be a better person. *eye rolling overboard*

In the middle of those hectic days and dilemmas, I whatsapp-ed Shavvin because I heard that there’s an earthquake in New Zealand. He’s in Australia but hey, what’s the harm in asking, right? He said that he was fine and so on (he didn’t even know that there’s an earthquake for heaven sake!) We talked and talked, well basically we were chatting. I asked him about how’s the weather in Aussie. It’s still spring there and I warned him about those dangerous looking bugs. It’s almost summer so I told him to enjoy the not-as-hot-as-Malaysia sun.

Cabin said that the only enjoyable thing during summer is the beach a.k.a. those girls in bikinis and trikinis whatever you call them. He compliments those lovely beautiful hot Australian women by saying that they have lovely and glossy tresses. Hmmm… I doubt it’s just the hair -_-

By now, his ex-classmates are a mere nothing compare to those Aussie felines except for one (unfortunately it’s not me TT^TT) He hurriedly ‘fixed’ his mistakes by saying that all women are pretty and blablabla. You know those empty words. I’m hurt already, Cabin. Don’t try to fix it by saying those words. Just give me some hot Aussie guys pictures ;p

I will definitely forgive you if you give me at least 10 clear HD shots of those hunkies  ❤ Better if you hook me up with one (a girl can dream right. Chris Hemsworth, he is HOT too bad he’s taken).

We chatted and chatted. In the middle of it, I realized how much I missed him. We used to see each other everyday. Throwing stupid jokes and crazy ideas. Now, we’re in different continents!

I remembered the day when I sent him away. Man, I should’ve hug him tight or something TT^TT One thing for sure though, I’m glad that he’s surviving there. Hey, he’s my friend. My friend will survive anywhere, somehow.

He complained though about the high passing marks and the hard subjects. Those are the punishments for leaving me, Cabin. Kahkahkah XD jk.

Although hard, I’m pretty sure that you can excel Shavvin. If I can pass my everyone-learnt-it-for-three-years-and-I-only-a-month economy test, then I’m sure you’ll do great!

Wish you can come back home for Christmas but then again, tickets prices are crazy during peak seasons. See you after two years, I guess?

Miss you and love you lots, Cabin! Good luck!!!

Tata~

P.S. I wanted to show you guys our chat but I stupidly deleted it. Redhaaa~

I was PRANKED?!

So I opened my WhatsApp and the rest is history.

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Well, back then my hands were shaking so badly hence I can’t type properly leading me to sending voice messages only xD

A worrywart friend I was, I called her ASAP after seeing her message. I panicked a bit (you jumped up&down girl) and I guess I sounded a tad too excited when Fatini received my call; causing her to feel mischievous.

Basically she told me that she is the one who’s getting married and bla bla bla. Though finally she said that she’s joking and it’s actually her aunt’s wedding. Like, I don’t get why you would actually invite your classmates to your aunt’s wedding, y’know.  -_-“

Well that’s that. She said that she was moved by my actions. I sounded so happy and was so excited for her; made her felt dumbstruck-ly shocked. She was trying to prank the whole class though she got unlucky because I’m there. I was too excited… Hmph!

But see guys, small actions like that can make your friends feel like they’re loved. Even though I acted like a drama queen and you guys acted like you hated it; deep inside I know you love it :p So nah, I‘m not mad at you Tini. My life has been dull these past few weeks anyway~

And I get to feel how it’ll be when my classmates are getting married. Catastrophe I tell you. CATACLYSM! If you didn’t tell me earlier lah; about the wedding. I mean, I gotta figure out what to wear, what to give, who to bring gosh! The list is endless guys…

Meh, I will still hyperventilate even if you tell me a year earlier xD

Be prepared mes amies~

Anyhow, no matter what happen you gotta make me your wedding planner guys. I’m gonna go mad if you didn’t. Unless I’m your bridesmaid 😉

Tata~

P.S. Do get to the bottom of it when you’re trying to prank me everybodeeeh. I will bombard you with questions until I’m satisfied xD

Death God wanna take what?

You know how everyone has this one story or event that causes them to laugh out loud in the middle of nowhere. Well, thanks to this story people probably think that I’m crazy since I will suddenly laugh like a crazy person.

This is how it goes…………………………………

It was during my Form 1 year, I was 13 and young and ugly and fat (you’re still fat). Unlike other classes, my friends and I have extra classes almost everyday since we were in Year 6 -_- Tiring. So, before we attended our evening classes, we were given a couple of hours to eat, rest and pray.

When we entered middle school, the praying room (surau) for girls and boys were separated. The boys’ surau is in the main mosque(?) and the girls’ surau is in the academy block.

One fated evening, it was earlier that year; the boys were praying. One ill-fated boy was pranked by his friends. His name is Afiq Mahadi or Apiqy (my weird nicknames for my friends. Poor them xD).

He was praying when it happened. While doing the sujud, a friend of ours a.k.a. Hariz Yunus the prankster said something to Apiqy.

Aku malaikat maut nak ambil your ba**s! (I am the death god and I’m going to take your ba**s!)

At that moment Apiqy was so freaking scared. He was crying and shaking in fear begging the so called ‘death god’ to spare his ba**s. Hahahahahaha xD

It became a class joke for a while. I don’t think anyone still remembers that but it is as fresh as ever in my memory. It feels like it happens yesterday XD Too bad it didn’t happened in front of me. The boys were the one who told me this story. Every time I recalled it, all hell went loose xD

Well, I guess it is not really that funny but I am LOL-ing while typing this xD

Tata~