Archive for November, 2007

The House

Posted in Uncategorized on 26 November, 2007 by Azie

we’ve decided to not stay in the hostel for next sem. me, diana and syiqin. so before the sem ended, we were like taking every number that advertised a house rent. and after several phone calls and appointments, we got a house that made us smile.

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this is the living room.

its not the prettiest home in shah alam. but we’ll live. its very very near to Intec. very near. near as in i can scream and my friends at the fac can hear it. near as in i can wake up at 8.15 and be just on time for class. near as in i can see whether the lecturer has arrived or not. near as in i can look at my friends at the fac from my bedroom window. yup, that near. and the best thing of all, no more rapid kl to go to class! yeeeha!

so if you happen to pass by, sila sila lah ke rumah kami. ;)

The Notebook

Posted in Uncategorized on 14 November, 2007 by Azie

i dont normally do reviews. be it movies or books. but i just wanna share about this book that i just finished reading. if you are the hopeless romantic type, i guarantee you would lurrrrve The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks. the novel i mean. i havent watched the movie but i know that there is one because i heard it at ch E. Ryan Gosling (the guy who was the young Hercules dulu2 tu) and Rachel McAdams being the lead actors. im not sure if the movie is a hit or not but i love the book. and oh yea, Sparks is the same guy who wrote A Walk to Remember which also became a movie that is very famous for being very romantic. i would certainly find other books from him in the future.

The Notebook is the kind of story that kinda like forces you to shed a tear. the story was kinda predictable at the beginning but as it developed, it became more interesting. interesting and undeniably sweet and of course romantic. i mean, the guy reads her poems! and take her on a canoe to see the sunset. he even dercribes the girl, Allie, as a living poem. beautiful, passionate, lively and all. the guy loves poems but is not a poet himself (but Allie still calls him a poet). so the book is full of poem quotes. sweeeet.

whats interesting is, this guy, Noah (love the name), has a competitor who Allie is actually engaged with. well, actually Allie and Noah were seperated for 14years (i think) because of Allie’s parents disapproval and a lot of things changed during that period except for their undying love. although at first, Allie didnt realize that it still exists. Allie comes from a rich family with a high status and all while Noah barely has money to eat. yea, that normal rich-poor situation. and her fiance is as handsome as Noah is. PLUS, he’s a wealthy lawyer. but guess who she chose at the end? uhuh. Noah.

why we wonder. simple. if its because of love, Allie loves them both and both loves her dearly as well. but its what the guy can give her beyond love and the way he proves his love are what matters the most. Lon, her fiance can give her a comfortable life and finance security but only Noah can make her truly and i mean truly happy. it makes you think what we really want in a guy. money, status, good looks. or just simple happiness. the way he makes you laugh, the way he looks at you, the way he talks to you and the way he respects you. there is so much more than just brains and money, kan?

what made me cry was not when they had to seperate. although that was touching as well. but it was how Noah was still madly inlove with her 44 years later. yupp, the story ended when they were already old. not many stories have an ending like that. novels usually end after they get married and have children and live happily ever after.

well, Noah and Allie did live happily ever after but in a kinda painful way. Noah has arthiritis and Allie has alzheimer. God, it was so sad at the time when Allie doesnt even remember her husband anymore. but Noah being very strong and still very very very romantic never stopped loving her. knowing that Allie has lost much of her memory, Noah would slip love poems in Allie’s pockets or jackets just to make her smile. despite his own pain (his hands were already deformed because of rheumatoid), he still wanted to hold Allie’s hands. it was just so sweet. he still read her poems and the way he describes her and talk about her would melt any girl’s heart. and the letters. the love letters that made me cry. i love it when people give each other letters. words are just powerful and we get to reread the words that makes us smile and refresh the feelings that we had at that time over and over again.

im not good at trying to explain it so go read the book, ok? ;) and if you dont think its awfully sweet and romantic as i do, i guess i apologize for being so easily tendered by mushy mushy things like this. hahaa.

Mr Perfect

Posted in Uncategorized on 13 November, 2007 by Azie

You looked so strong

I stared like a kid

Please don’t tell me this is wrong

I just can’t help it.

Green polo shirt

With dark blue jeans

If only i know how to flirt

I’d make you be my King.

Walking so tall

Your face so bright

You’re making me fall

Everytime you’re in sight.

I just have the feeling

that you are The One

To God I’m praying,

"let me have his son".

It frightens me

to have a feeling so strong

If only you could see

you’re made for me all along.

A head-turner I’m not

Wouldn’t blame you to reject

But lets give it a shot

I know you’re more than perfect.

Time is passing by

I can’t stand losing you

I need to stop being shy

and make you see me too.

Oh what shall I do

If you’ll never notice me

Praying that my dream comes true

Being with you for eternity.

There’s not a day that goes by

Without me hoping to see you

Sometimes it makes me wanna cry

Being so near yet you don’t have a clue.

I feel like shouting

to let everyone know

Mr Perfect, make me stop dreaming

and make an end to this show.

okaaaay, maybe i did get over emotional. i mean, "makes me wanna cry"? "let me have his son"? no lah, saja ja tu. ;)

poems sometimes have to be exageratted a bit, dunchatink?

oh and btw, this ‘Mr Perfect’ does NOT even know that i exist. oh well.

Finding You

Posted in Uncategorized on 11 November, 2007 by Azie

Finding You

My heart will always be

to whom i can depend

filling my life with joy and laughter

eternity with you i want to spend.


Happiness grows unexpectedly

strangers come suddenly

showing they can be family

no more singing "Mr Lonely".


People come and go

it would be great to stay

but life just has to grow

"memories are forever," they say.


Missing you deepens the hole

remembering you my heart will cry

my hand wanting to be hold

finding you my tears will dry.

i am jiwang. i have faced the fact. i cant help it. i have a romantic soul. nothing to be ashamed of, rite? ;)

and the ‘You’ in this poem is noone in particular. well not now, at least.

Buddies On Ice.

Posted in Uncategorized on 11 November, 2007 by Azie

we went ice skating last tuesday which was during the long gap before our last paper which was literature which i think i did slightly better than the other papers which went miserably which was because i was sooo lazy which makes me think i should have made myself grounded for being so lazy which means i shouldnt have gone enjoying myself ice skating with the guys whom only went ice skating too because i insisted that we go. so yea, that sentence sums up my final exam weeks. haha.

‘we’ consisted of diana, syiqin, firdaous, syamil, hasrul and me. ice skating was really, really fun! it was our first time except for syiqin. but she was the one who was most scared to skate. haha, sory syiqin!

i only fell twice. the first time because there was this kid who suddenly appeared in front of me out of nowhere. and because i only know how to skate and not to brake, i had to avoid crashing into that little creature by making a sharp turn which made me fell hard. my butt hurt badly, dude.

the next time was when i was racing with firdaous (which btw, i won!) and he made a sharp turn and because he was not very highly skilled either, almost lost his balance and was going to crash into me and me wanting to avoid crahing into him, sacrificed my butt again by falling down. so yea, only those two times i fell. quite good for a first-timer ey? ;p

we stopped after 3hours because our feets were hurting badly and it was already zuhor at that time. i think that aunty at the skates counter gave me the wrong size because they were sooo ketat that my feet swelled after that and i had to like walk like a penguin on the next day. but ice skating was fun. we’re surely gonna come again next sem. wanna join us? ;)

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