1. The I-don't-know-you stare
I have this kind of stare whenever I'm walking alone
or in the tram, observing other people's outfit and
what they do. Of course not in the creepy way la.
The first glance is still okay right. Haha.
2. The I-need-to-see-you stare
Usually a lot of kids have this kind of stare.
They just keep looking at you as if you are an ET
that just become earthling. I think maybe due to the
different skin color tone and the hijab that made us
look really weird in their eyes.
They just gonna see you as they passing by, tilt their head
a little when they got further and then tell their mommy
about our "uniqueness". Luckily you guys are so cute that
I don't mind being watched by your innocent stare XD
3. The judging stare
I really hate this neither being the one giving out
this kind of gaze to other people. Fullstop.
4. The I-don't-want-to-talk-to-you stare
The simplest of its kind.
You just have to stare at other place and avoid eye
contact with the person that you don't wanna speak to.
This is the moment when you need to stare and think about
the abstractness of the completely blank white wall.
A very useful one especially when you have someone
you don't like coming in your way. Haha.
5. The can-I-just-go-home stare
The one that students often have when they are stuck in the
long monotonous lecture in the gloomy raining day,
about how Einstein got his theory of relativity idea.
Boring day ever -.-
Just because I don't feel like studying yet.
Cardio block is awesome.
Especially the session with Dr. Marek
Sunday, September 29, 2013
The Stare
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Adik baby
Reminiscing the moment when i had
a conversation with my little sister last month.
to see our newborn cousin.
So when she came back i asked her
a few question for the sake of teasing her
of course. Haha.
Me : Adik tadi g rumah mak cik buat apa?
F : Tengok adik baby.
Me : Adik baby nama apa?
F : Adik baby nama baby la. Kan dia kecik lagi.
Me : La kalau besar nanti nak panggil apa?
F : Dah besar kita panggil kakak la pulak. Kalau kecik kita panggil baby.
Simpleton abes Farha ni.
Sometimes its great to be young.
No need to bother the world or its problem yet.
Now I miss home.
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Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Random video
So my youngest sister was playing with my phone few weeks ago.
Today I discover one of the random video that
she loves to record everytime she had my phone.
having our little chit-chat about my life in Czech Republic.
Randomly picked moment. Haha.
My normal voice was quite high pitched.
I'm used to the fact that i had a high pitched voice
but i thought it only emerge when i'm screaming
to something or someone and not during
normal conversations as it appears to be.
Sorry friends. Never thought that my 'unique' voice was that terribel.
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Friday, September 6, 2013
Ain't no Aphrodite
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Friday, July 5, 2013
I nailed it
Alhamdulillah I'd finished all my
third year exams yesterday.
*smile from north to south pole*
This is my first time finishing all the exams
right on time, meaning I don't have to come
early to repeat the failed paper nor that
I go back home late.
Going back in the first week of July is early
for me compared to previous years.
I'm going back home tomorrow insyallah.
*insert coming home song here*
Super duper excited to see everybody!!!
and to eat the local foods as well.
I'm quite emotional when Dr. Raska
sign my credit book yesterday.
Despite the period pain that start from the morning
and his sudden action of postponing our exam hour,
I feel blessed.
Rasa macam Allah dah kabulkan semua
doa-doa orang yang duk doakan kejayaaan sesama kita
selama ni. *wipe tears*
For someone who have always been the last(?)
person to complete every exams from my first year,
the same thing happen in second year and this
year magic happen!
Well magic do happen when you give the best
effort and a lot of dua'.
You are not expecting the fairy godmother to come
and swing that magic wand of hers to make sure you
pass every exams do you?
My mom was waiting nervously for my call that day.
She was so relieved when I told her the good news
and to my surprise she even called my sister that night
to tell her that I completed my third year.
See how happy she was. I'm so touched.
Love you mom. Without your moral support and dua'
I know I won't be able to go through all of this.
Many thanks to all my friends as well for your
positive words and encouragement whenever I'm not
confident to pass the paper or when I feel like giving up
everything to become a fulltime housewife. Haha.
You know who you are.
You deserve massive thanks from me and a hug maybe?
Hehe.
Despite all the hectic and busy weeks I actually learn
something during this chaotic exam period that is
"one don't simply busybody-ing other people's problem"
I thought what I shown was empathy but then I end up
being scolded.
Silly me.
I'm sorry if any of my words hurt you guys.
I'm always imperfect and there will be flaws
in my daily action.
Sorry from the bottom of my heart.
*sudden melancholic tone*
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Monday, June 17, 2013
Eustress Distress
I've been quite silent for the past few days.
By silent I mean I refuse to meet people,
don't eat or sleep well, don't call my parents,
don't reply the massages and many more.
Lets just call it burnout syndrome due to
post-trauma stress.
Total mental exhaustion.
Stress can be divided into 2 categories.
Eustress is something you still can handle it.
Literally mean "good stress".
While distress is something that bring unpleasant
feeling and you can't handle it.
During stress many glucocorticoids are secreted by your body
and this can cause suppression of your immune system.
Thats why you can easily get disease when you are in the
state of depression.
So why am I rambling so much on this topic?
Because I is stress.
Simple.
I'm sorry if someone get piss off because
of my not-so-matang behavior lately.
My bad. I'm really really sorry.
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