OMG> I AM SO BODOH> I SWEAR IM SO BODOH. :( Juz called me the other day to tell me that Jodi picoult was in national lib, and I thought she was referring to the books! And then when she said, yup"The person herself" I thought she was referring to Haha! WTH. My once in a lifetime opportunity to meet up with my favourite author and I HAD to turn BODOH ON THAT SAME DAY. I'M DEPRESSED, BYE. :(

Look deep within

Hi World, I'm now on my 3rd day of my internship and well, its definitely better than the last one. Atleast I don't have to do telemarketing, but that said, special shout out to Adilah,: Hope ur coping well babe!
Minutes ago I was in the washroom, returning Nature's call and responding to my biological reaction to Nescafe, and while I was doing my 'business', I heard someone coming into the toilet, HEAVING AND PANTING (honestly for lack of a better description, like a hippo, ok do hippos pant? well, just panting like u've had crazy wild sex(Not that I would know how thats like, of cos, JUST GUESSING) or like someone who's rannnnn a marathon, no, completed a triathlon. SO yes, it was HEAVY PANTING. I was a bit freaked out cos I was thinking this person must have had to hold her bladder for really long la to heave like that, and yeah my heart went out to her. Anyway coincidence got her into the cubicle next to mine and I SWEAR THE MINUTE SHE GOT IN, I think she practically stripped or smtg, cos the next thing I KNEW, I saw this black pants thing on the floor. THAT WAS FUNNY and disturbing in a way, cos I mean how often do u see these kinda things man, except in those comedies on TV? But well, so after finishing whatever I had to do, I left the cubicle and yeah stayed around to catch a glimpse of this heavily panting lady.

OKAY, pls dun think I STAYED AROUND FOR YEARS or smtg, just kinda took my time with washing my hands and all that. AND well, in a matter of minutes, this lady a.k.a. HP (short for HEAVY PANTER) came out. OKay, I don't wanan be mean but well she was huge, quite extremely obese, which perhaps explains why she was panting like that. But of cos that didn't disturb me,(I MEAN WHY SHOULD IT), I was just disturbed by the fact that she was wearing a dress, which only logically concludes that the big black trousers thing that I saw on the floor, must have been her, yeah UNDIES. But okay, stop being a bitch Khairah, and I'm not a bitch okay. so before you start mentally accusing me of being sucha superficial person who likes ridiculing people who're bigger than me, DON'T cos REALLY, this entry is really meant to reflect on how misleading and superficial looks are, cos after we both washed our hands and took some of the tissue to wipe our hands, she gave me this really heartwarming smile, those beaming kind, something you'd RARELY get from any hot, skinny lady, whose main aim in life is to scrutinize u from head to toe like as though I'm somehow fading. Don't blame me for this bias, it comes from experience. And yeah, so I left the toilet, feeling a bit thankful cos I mean no matter how plump I can gget, at teh very least I'm not obese, but most of all, I left the toilet feeling a bit sad cos whilst it is obvious she's such a warm and kind lady, not everyone will be inclined to appreciate her inner beauty only because she doesn't fit the beauty bill physically.

Okay, all this, from ONE toilet experience. Shoot yourself if you say Life's boring.

Hi, I'm loading for 'A walk to remember' to finish loading and its seriously taking agesssss. I feel like I'm rotting away in boredom ALREADY. Can u imagine? ANd its only like what, my SECOND day of hols. and I only have till the end of sunday (TOMORROW) since I'll be sarting my internship on Monday. But I guess thats all in good measure especially since having things to do actually means u'll be pressed for time, and then it pushes you to get things done, cos I'm just that kinda person who needs to be pushed la. K, don;t mind me, but I gotta do this little mental-blog list thing to remind myself of what to do: 1) Send out sponsorship proposals to M1, BP, Some sunblock company, just get the T shirts done, and arrange for next meeting, arrange for ameeting with syl, mich n agnes b4 that. YEAH. I CAN DO THIS. Okay that was a very long number 1 I just realised. Haha. Anyhow to that certain someone, you'll get through this, Inshaallah, Allah loves you. I know THAT for sure. =)

No right time to say goodbye

Minutes ago, I was outside the biz library, not wanting to go in cos my hands were wet and the library was chilly. So i wandered around for a bit, before settling my butt down on the steps close to the bus stop behind the library. I didn't know what to do, cos most of my free time, the spare minutes I have in between studying, in between toilet breaks and what-not would be spent, calling you, talking to you, checking up on you, before shooing you off the line cos I had to resume studying. This time, it was different, calling you wasn't an option no more. Messaging you wasn't either. But I'm okay. I settled with listening to the few random songs I had in my phone, which were all ironically, sent to me by you. I just sat there, and then started muffling the part of my phone that was emitting the noise cos it got a bit too loud. I guess thats how I'm gonna recover, and move on. Living with these relics of you in my life,cos its impossible to remove all of them anyway. Just this morning, out of a whimsical urge, I wanted to see if i could find 5 things that were scattered on my desk that reminded me of you, and I found seven, without even trying. So, removing you, is not going to be hard, its going to be impossible. So, I'll live, live with whatever I have left of you, the cherished moments, the sweet momentos and relics of the precious memories, and I will be okay. Just as you will be, in time. There's no right time to say goodbye, there never is, but for us, it was yesterday, and it will be okay. I wish you love and happiness. Have faith, take care.