Of being independent.

Depending on how often you have to work things out on your own, I generally think that people should be more independent.

For example, you'd rather call someone asking about how to setup your laptop to have its own wifi. I short, hotspot. And it's a Mac! Not that I think Mac is so superior, I just think Mac is pretty much standardised that you can just Google it up and do yourself. Unless the person you're asking is next door, that would make more sense.

And the "I can't find this and that it's not there" type. Annoyingly enough when I go and look for it myself, it seems like that thing magically appears from the dust. Whyyy???

These people annoy me so bad that I tend to stay away from them just to avoid myself from being annoyed because feeling annoyed towards someone is not really the most pleasant feeling in the world. (Woha that's a long sentence!)

Isn't your level of curiosity high enough that you don't have the idea of Googling things up?

Well this is a personal view, anyone can choose to disagree. And obviously because I was left to be independent since I was a child, so I don't really get it with people who can't do things on their own.

Like I can't stress enough on how annoyed I am with this kind of people, I'm actually blogging this in the lecture hall just before the lecture starts.

Phew.

Out of desperation.

Promise.

“When you really matter to someone, that person will always find a way to make time for you. 

No excuses, no lies, no broken promises.”

Leicester, winter 2011

Baby love.

I'm not exactly the biggest fan of babies. Yes, they are cute, adorable, anyonyoo nyumnyum ommmoooo *insert non existent words for cuteness here*, but no, I can barely last for ten minutes with them.

But this little ball of happiness never fails to make my day. I'd practically drool over her whenever I see her picture on the family WhatsApp group.

Nomnom.

Comel sangat rasa nak sepak sepak.

Unedited.

I'm in love with my new little camera.

Scary mom in laws.

Called my mom in law to wish her birthday today. Well, been wanting to call her and my mum while Adam was here in Leicester but apparently we are the most hopeless couple when it comes to getting things done together. All we did was arguing who should get out of bed first, taking turns to cook and clean (or both), and of course him DoTA-ing and me online shopping.

In short, memang tak jadi kerja.

It's actually the perfect time that today is Ummi's birthday, finally i could bring myself to call her after long due. 

And later she sent me a text.

Scary mom in laws?

Your argument is invalid.

Le first Instagram.

Created a new Instagram account after deleting the previous one last year.

Hipsters gonna hip.

Lovers gonna love.

Analogy.

"You have to know what is the concept of diabetes. Let's do an analogy. Imagine, like Malaysian politics, we have llooooaddsss of money, but all the money goes to Najib. The money doesn't reach us. So what happens? Overall the country still has no money, we are still poor."

A Malay Registrar in UK

Irreplaceable.

I'm sad that it's really over.

But I'm happy that I can no longer be sad about it.

"Yang pasti aku boleh janji, takkan ada orang yang boleh ganti tempat kau dalam hidup aku."

Househusband.

Sejuk perut mak mengandung. Sejuk lagi hati wife membuli. Kehkeh.

Renovation.

Tak pasal pasal dapat deskmate baru kaki DoTA.

Home is wherever I'm with you.

Woke up to this in my bed.

I'm automagically home.

Our baby Harris.

Him: Adam rasa macam teruk sangat. Asyik tak pergi hospital je. Pastu skip class. Anak kita mesti nakal kan, kalau dah ayah dia macam ni. Hahaha.

Me: You mean our baby, Harris?

Him: Mana ada Harris la. Harris nama kampung habis. Taknak.

Me: Noooooo. Harris universal kot. Neil Patrick Harris, dude! Seriously?

Him: So nak Harris jugak? Harris Adam la nanti?

Me: Well kinda. Though Harris seems more like a last name.

Him: Tak macam Adam kan? First name. Orang nama Adam handsome kot.

Me: Oohh macam Adam Levine OMGOMG drool!

Him: ..................... Okay we'll stick to Harris. Our baby Harris.

Hello November!

Past is just something we can't do anything about. 

Future, who knows, it could be wonderful. 

Let's just be happy now. 

Lovely Still (2008)