Off to Phuket!

So the whole drama with my passport is finally over. I cannot explain to you the overwhelming feeling I got when they handed me a brand spanking new one, its shiny red cover beaming under the harsh fluorescent light. Granted, I look like an Indon maid in this new passport, but it's only slightly uglier than my Philippine maid impersonation in my old one, so that's okay. And I think God must have felt how relieved I was, because as I got into my car to drive off and proceed to leave a cloud of dust behind, We Are The Champions came on the radio. Of course I cranked it up and warbled my heart out, letting the overwhelming sense of accomplishment wash over me. If I can handle losing my passport, going to Imigration for 3 days, running around like a chicken that's lost its head, harassing officers via phone calls, coping with "Duduk dulu...duduk dulu" and finally, FINALLY getting a new one done in a week despite all odds, then I, `Aainaa bte. Yahya, can accomplish anything.

Anyway, this is a promise to post up pics when I get back. If I don't, I give you permission to say I suck. In the meantime, here is a pic of Phi Phi Island (which I will be going to, ahem) for you to feast your eyes on.


Don't hate me. Heh heh.

sloppy beachy kisses!

p/s: special shout out to my man who had to wake up at 6am to keep me company during the whole Passport situation. I belanja sushi what..orait la tu :P

The case of the missing passport

My passport has been MIA for a couple of months now. I would like to think it's off traveling to Egypt to check out the pyramids, suntanning in the Caribbean, making out with some French hottie in Paris or shopping for fabulous finds at Barneys in New York. Well, whatever shenanigans it may be up to, if ever I see its scrawny, bumpy red ass, I would give it the sharpest slap, drag it by its cover, and shout, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, DISAPPEARING ON ME LIKE THAT?? YOU LITTLE SLUT!!!!! YOU WHORE-Y, BITCHY LITTLE PASSPORT! NOW SIT HERE LOCKED UP IN THIS DRAWER SO I KNOW WHERE TO FIND YOU!!!!"

I know, pretty harsh. But that's what you get for making me spend HOURS at Immigration this morning.

Fucker.

Pic of the week (haha)

My attempt at putting up pics on this blog - Nadia's 26th birthday at Hard Rock, on a workday! From left - Shaz, Hirda, Yours Truly, Birthday Girl Nadia. Can't believe we're 26th this year! Here's to many more fabulous adventures to come ;)

...and the battle rages on.

I'd like to let off a little steam here. I'm 26 this year,right? So why does my skin still INSIST on behaving like a horny teenage boy's? Just this morning I woke up, looked into the mirror and stared at an offending-looking zit on my cheek staring right back at me. I suppose it decided to keep the other pimple on my forehead company. How sweet. If I could write my skin a letter, here's how it would sound like:-

Dear skin,

Hey, how are you? Not so good, I imagine. What with all the breaking out you've been doing. I mean, really? How long has it been now - over 12 years? You must be really, really tired. I know we haven't been the best of friends, I've fought you tooth and nail everytime you decided it's time for another batch of zits just for funzies..I've slapped on almost every product available out there in the market for acne-prone skin - Proactive (the one Jessica Simpson swears her short Daisy Dukes by), antibiotics, tea tree oil...lord knows what other chemicals I've smothered you in. But you would always win, you're a fighter when it comes to making me miserable. Remember this one time I almost wanted to scrape you off with my fingernails because I was breaking out so bad and I didn't want to go out of the house? It was Hari Raya forgodsakes - all the new clothes I put on couldn't drown out my frustration with you. It didn't help that my relatives would go "Ni kuat berangan ni!" or the more tactful "Eeeee banyaknya jerawat!" when I came to salam them. Very frustrating times indeed, I must say. I really just wanted to live under a rock! Then there were phases where you insisted on two or more portruding pimples after the other, and my self-confidence was crushed. I couldn't leave the house without foundation and concealer on, even if it was just a short trip to the grocers. You must have been laughing your head off with glee every single time I broke down!

Then, someone told me about going to a dermatologist. I knew it would cost a shitload of money, but I was desperate. So I went. And I swallowed pills. And then IT WAS MY TURN to laugh in your face, because you finally had to stop your evil ways. You actually behaved!! I was ecstatic, finally I didn't have to look down at my shoes when talking to someone! FINALLY I could wake up in the morning, and a monstrous pimple wouldn't have grown viciously overnight! FINALLY I got my self-confidence back! But it wasn't cheap taming you and keeping you from going back to your evil ways - it took thousands and thousands just to keep you clear. And after a few years, I knew I couldn't keep spending that kind of money, so I stopped taking those 'magical' pills.

And here we are, skin, just you and me - back to square one. It's been a long, hard battle between the both of us, after all these years. 12 years is a bit ridiculous even for a feud, don't you think? The pills have long worn off, and you're slowly starting to go back to your usual ways. True, you may be a bit mild-mannered than before, but my forehead is still breaking out, and of course, there's that occassional zit on my cheek. I really don't know when you'll tire of it all, and sometimes I feel like that day will never come. Which, when you think about it, is fucking scary. Look, be sensible here - I'm a Beauty Writer; I don't think it would be cool to meet clients with a pimply face, would it? So listen, why don't we be friends and put our past behind us? What say you let me move on with my life and concentrate on actually acting like an adult? I'm not saying you should start giving me wrinkles now (LORD NO), but you know...it would be nice if you gave me a break already, and maybe I'll give you a break. Thanks, I really really appreciate it. If you behave, I'll even start treating you to expensive facials. I promise. Friends?

Yours in good health,
'Aainaa

p/s: While we're at it, could you talk to Hair and tell her not to be so frizzy? Appreciate it.

25 random things

Ok, so I know everyone on facebook is doing this thing, and I've done mine, but I didn't really give it much thought (wrote it in 5 minutes!), so I felt like re-doing it all over again. Have no idea what I'm going to write, but should be (remotely) interesting. I'm still sticking with the whole 'random' bits of info, so don't expect this post to be life changing. Haha. Here goes:-

1) I can't wait for my hair to grow long. I used to have hair which went down to my armpits, poker straight too - now it's always slightly shorter than shoulder-length. Time for a changeeee!

2) I can't really stand Malay acting. But I can do the intonation really well though (you know, their voice intonation where everything they say sounds reaaaaaalllyyy natural and convincing)- I do a mean 'Malay-mengada-wife' who calls her husband 'abang' and pouts like a fish.

2) One time when I was little, I stole cotton balls from a torn bag in a pharmacy. They were so fluffy and colourful, I thought they were like unedible pieces of cotton candy and I HAD TO HAVE THEM.

3) Boys used to love chasing me around the classroom in kindergarten. I thought that was quite cool.

4) I mostly shave my legs in the car.

5) When my cat sleeps on me, I'll do whatever it takes not to move and wake him/her up. My legs and arms would cramp up, but I'll stay in that position as long as my cat's comfortable.

6) I just googled "Garden wedding planning" 5 minutes ago. Yeppp.

7)I think the ghosts in Pacman are mean, cunning son-of-a-bitches!!

8) I once almost fainted after they took my blood for a blood test. I started getting all lightheaded and sweaty - I can't accept the fact that my blood is unwillingly being sucked out from my vein.

9)Oh, once in std. two, I almost fainted when we sang the "...tanah tumpahnya darahku" line in Negaraku. I think it was because I imagined blood spilling all over on to the ground.

10)I can be very graphic when it comes to my imagination.

11) I used to have very smelly feet when I was young. The cute guy who worked in a shoe store once took off my shoes and scrunched up his nose. I knew then I needed to get help - thank god I stopped wearing sneakers.

12) I've lived in three haunted houses.

13) I'm more tolerant of public burps now. I used to giggle hysterically whenever anyone around me used to let out a burp. Once, my BM tutor burped loudly when he said "Ti-tik" and I couldn't stop laughing until the end of that lesson.

14) When I laugh hard, my nostrils flare. And according to Yasir, I laugh like an Arab man.

15) I never burp. I don't really know how to.

16) I like singing random songs in a Disney Princess voice, particularly Snow White's. I think my fairytale rendition of Paramore's "That's what you get" is fantastic.

17) I was proud when I got my first period. I felt like I was 12-years-old going on 20. I remember showing my stained undies to my best friend Zara in our school toilet and grinning like mad when she confirmed I was indeed, now a woman.

18) The filling in my back tooth from my root canal has fallen out since middle of last year. I still have a huge hole there and I always gargle after a meal so food doesn't get stuck. Wow, that's pretty disgusting!

19) I love pretending I'm a mermaid when I'm swimming and I'm the most graceful creature on earth.

20) I'm going to have a son called Ayden one day. And I'm toying with the name Delailah for my daughter, because they both go so good together. I imagine myself introducing them to people all the time. Me at a kid's birthday party: "This is Ayden and Delailah. Salam uncle! Salam! SALAM MAMA CAKAP!!"

21) When I first get married, I'll be calling my husband 'abang' just to annoy him. And pouting when I say this.

22) My excercise when I'm feeling fat : 5 leg lifts on each side and I'm done.

23) Right now I'm worried because I have an Elseve advertorial to start on and I don't have a clue what it will be about!! And I still haven't found someone to test out this frikkin DIY haircolouring thing! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

24) I have this strange tendency to eat food that has passed its due date.

25) My favourite thing in the universe is when I receive comments on my blog. At least I know I'm not talking to myself?

sloppy kisses!