The Truth About McDonalds
Saturday, July 30, 2011 ( 9:41 pm )

You know that sudden feeling when you just see something and you immediately think of something else or someone? Like that moment when you see people in graduation robes and you think, "Ahh! Hogwarts". Or when you see a banana and think of cute little banana-eating monkeys. Well, my examples are not the best ones and may not seem THAT common, and please amigos, they are just fictitious thoughts.. Unless ofcourse, someone actually DOES that. You would be super weird, but you are more than welcome to join my loco cruise :)

So I was watching Captain America(which I feel was not THAT great but it was good and I like his shield and Agent Carter) with my parents a few days back. And as usual, they show all that commercial a few minutes before the movie starts. And one of them was the McDonalds' commercial. You know, the one with the adorable twins? No? This one?

Well now that you know which one I'm talking about, we shall continue the story.
Kids. What can I say. I don't have any. But I do have a little sister and brother. Annoying, at times. Especially when they cry over the littlest things, such as not getting to buy a toy, or not getting enough attention so on and so forth. But ya know, they are the most adorable little things on the planet, other than baby animals and mini cupcakes that is. And can you ever deny the fact that a child has made you smile during your most emotionless moments? And your those brain cells would just be saying,"ahh, just what you need." And you couldn't agree more. Am I right or am I right? Anyhoo, I must cut to the chase as probably some of you have already started to have "I wonder when she's going to start to chat about McDonalds" popping in your heads. Well then, on with McDonalds!

You see the truth about it, is exactly what you saw in the commercial I included in my post above. When I saw that very commercial in the cinemas, the little monsters, Farish Hakim and Nadine Hanim began knocking on the door of my memory. And so that specific memory replayed itself in my mind, and then came along a sudden smile. So this memory of yours, Sya, what is it? Ahh, patience my amigos. For here it comes.

I spent a few weeks back at my dad's in Melawati. And I remember that one time, when dad just called up and said he's about to arrive home and asked whether I would like to get a bite or something. And he asked whether the little monsters wanted to join us. And so I did ask them, and ofcourse, they said yes. So when we got in the car, my dad asked us where we wanted to go. Farish said Burger King. Nadine said KFC. And shouting of "Burger King" and "KFC" repeatedly became the music to my ears and I couldn't help but to laugh. There they go again! Fighting over something, which this time is our next destination. Kids will be kids and siblings will be siblings! I couldn't help but to laugh to the sound of "music". At an attempt of being a fair dad, he suggested MCD instead. They both immediately stopped the shouting and agreed to the suggestion happily. "OK lah McD. Ada taman." And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the truth about McDonalds. Seeing is believing. ;)

What? Don't tell me that you were hoping for some juicy and controversial gossips about McDonalds. I think you could just.. Google that? Haha! Well my greatest apologies if you thought so. I just could not think of a more appropriate title. And I like to make you wonder anyway.. Whoever you are. Well then, amigos! Live life to the max. And keep smiling!

Til then, I'd like a double cheese burger with fries and a chocolate sundae ice cream.

Effortless Beauty: Saoirse Ronan
Thursday, July 28, 2011 ( 4:08 pm )

Tuesday, July 26, 2011 ( 11:50 pm )

I got one word for you. Well.. actually one name.

May I just say it is the utmost amazing supergirl, kick ass, secret asset of the government action movie I've ever seen. If you're a fan of Mission Impossible, James Bond(perhaps), Salt, and all that super action hero, kick-arse-in-a-super-super-cool-way, fighting-and-shooting-and-killing-many-many-many-people-at-once kind of movie, then Hanna is a MUST WATCH! Only if you're into that kind, though. But why oh why oh why is it so? WELL THEN! Enough with the "whys" and on with the reasons!

As I watch the first scene of the movie, I begin to wonder. Those eyes, they're beautiful. She's beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful. Now, who have I said about this before? Ahah! And then that voice.. "My name is Salmon. Like the fish." Why isn't it Little Miss Innocent, Susie Salmon! Saoirse Ronan played young, beautiful, 13-year-old Susie Salmon in The Lovely Bones. Ahh, you know that lovely movie don't you? The one with the nice lighting and the wicked animation and that scary lonely man in the green house. Anyway, Ronan is Hanna! Indeed she is. And she played her role very well. Her soft voice, the look in her eyes, just like the ones Susie Salmon had. It's just that this time Ronan goes blonde. And kills people.. Excruciatingly. Eek.

That "I could eat you right now if I wanted to" look.

Anyways, moving on to the next best cast in line, Eric Bana. Him, and his fake accent. Well, what is there to say. This fella did a great job in Hulk, Troy, Time Traveller's Wife, no? But then again, I really couldn't take him that seriously after watching Funny People. Sorry Eric :) And last but not least, one of my favourite actresses, Cate Blanchett. In this movie, Cate plays Marissa. And in all movies, there is a bad guy. And in this movie, Marissa is the bad guy. And I just have to say, Cate has beautiful eyes. Huzah!

OK. I am not as much of a soundtrack geek as my brother, but I must say that Hanna's soundtrack really gets me into the movie. No, not literally ofcourse. But it just works with the movie. And I absolutely love it. It's like something on the shelf and you just have to have because you like it that much. Kudos to The Chemical Brothers for composing such great music. Although to listen to it, per se, might not be for me, it would probably work for my lame-o brother. Definitely recommending it to him.

Here's the track list of the soundtrack of Hanna:
1. Hanna’s theme
2. escape 700
3. chalice 1
4. the devil is in the details
5. map sounds / chalice 2
6. the forest
7. quayside synthesis
8. the sandman
9. Marissa flashback
10. bahnhof rumble
11. the devil is in the beats
12. car chase (arp worship)
13. interrogation / lonesome subway / Grimm’s house
14. Hanna vs Marissa
15. sun collapse
16. special ops
17. escape wavefold
18. isolated howl
19. container park
20. Hanna’s theme (vocal version)

Well then, you'll just have to watch it now, don't you?

Watch it or don't watch it, definitely up to you lot. All I have to say about this movie directed by Joe Wright is, me encanta!

Til then, keep smiling :)

LOTM: Amy Winehouse Dead at 27
Sunday, July 24, 2011 ( 7:29 pm )

Amy Winehouse

Well, as the world may already know, Amy Winehouse recently passed away in her home, at the age of 27(which I for one think it is at an unbelievably young age).

"Amy Winehouse was found dead in her apartment in London today ... TMZ has confirmed.

A press release from the Metropolitan Police, which doesn't specifically name Winehouse, says:

"Police were called by London Ambulance Service to an address in Camden Square NW1 shortly before 16.05hrs today, Saturday 23 July, following reports of a woman found deceased.

On arrival officers found the body of a 27-year-old female who was pronounced dead at the scene.

Enquiries continue into the circumstances of the death. At this early stage it is being treated as unexplained."

Winehouse famously battled addiction to drugs and alcohol and was in and out of rehab several times throughout the years.

Last month, Winehouse canceled her European tour after a performance in Serbia where she seemed completely out of it.

She was 27."

-via TMZ.COM

Amy Winehouse.
What can be said about Amy Winehouse? Well sure there's a plenty of you lot out there probably think she's a good-for-nothing singer. Well yeah if you look at how she regularly looks and all that tattoo on her arm, she's probably a bad ass, no? Well to tell you the truth, I absolutely don't know her. But I do know her music. She is one heck of a singer. She is indeed a wonderful singer and I can never stop myself from enjoying her songs. Rehab, Back to Black, Valerie, Amy Amy Amy; those are brilliant songs! And I'm most positive that there are more brilliant songs that I have yet to hear. Her voice is no doubt amazing as it is. So there's something good to remember her by, no? And you dare DENY that her music is better than any of those crappy, techno, upbeat, make-no-sense-in-their-lyrics, what-the-hey-are-they-chatting-about songs(which I probably do not fancy that much and some of you may do. No offense amigos) that are frequently played on the radio? But ofcourse I love her music as I am a jazz fan. I know people, I know. She's definitely another Gaga, or Gaga's probably another Winehouse. She's weird and you can hardly get a decent photo of her off Google. But believe me, her music never fails to make me move that head of mine and just feel that beat with joy. Despite her freakishly thick winged eyeliner application, ridiculous outfits and drunkie junkie problems, I think she was a great musician and everyone should have atleast ONE of her songs in their playlist. Don't fool me Gleeks. I know you have the Glee version of her songs. Ahah!
And to pay tribute to her, she will be the first to be in The Real Life's "Lady of The Month(LOTM)" segment, whereby those that move me, make me smile or just plain superwoman in disguise shall be revealed in this segment. So live on The Real Life, people. You could be one of them ;) And perhaps I will come up with other segments as well. You know.. Just to spice up The Real Life abit. Perhaps though, perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
Well then!
We did try to make her go to rehab, but she said no, no, no.
But I guess that's her way of serving her sense of free will.
What can I say amigos, I love her music. She's my favourite.
I guess this is goodbye, Amy Winehouse.

That Lazy Day
Wednesday, July 20, 2011 ( 3:42 pm )

It's 3.43PM and here I am sitting in the living room, finding it hard to keep my fingers off the keyboard. My little brother and sister are watching Astro's TUTOR TV. Woahoho. That kept them quiet. I guess I could use that trick next time if they start fighting over Bibik's telur dadar again. I also find changing the channel to Asian Food Channel very helpful when I'm tired of cartoons but the little kids are still dominating the telly. That keeps them quiet as well. Impressive, no? Try it, if you please. And amazing how Baby TV shuts me up as well. How the hey does that happen? I haven't a clue. And at this exact point, I haven't another clue why I am sharing my tips and tricks on little kids and TV but, hey! You could be thanking me someday.

Sorry everyone. This is just one of those lazy days I have. While some people choose to snooze all day long, I choose to embrace the laziness. And now I am off for a Youtube adventure. And.... I think I am in desperate need of a life outside Youtube. Anyone? Help? Sigh. Oh well, let's get jiggy with it. Toodles!

By the way, I had a jolly good time with Nazrin yesterday. Poor boy didn't get his lasagne. Not to worry, he's happy anyway(despite him missing his wallet. Which has now probably gone to heaven. R.I.P. Sob). Tralalala. Yeah, ok bye now


( 1:37 am )

Hola Amigos. NATCOMP was actually two days ago, but I only managed to get the camera's USB cable today so here I go sharing away. Sha, her friend Eezwan, her sister, Laila, Laila's boyfriend, Ikhwan and I went together all the way to Bukit Jalil, where NATCOMP was held. So how was NATCOMP? Wait, what is NATCOMP? Well, NATCOMP is just short for National Band Competition. Ladidadida lets get on with life.

Well then! NATCOMP was brilliant. All the competing bands were amazing and unique in every way. The audience, wow; NATCOMP couldn't be more lively without you lot(and....that would include me screaming in public. Huhaa (Y)). One of the best things that happened that day that absolutely positively tidly tuddly blew me away was the support everyone gave to their school. Even the parents were very VERY supportive and proud. JUST LOOK AT 'EM PROUD JOHANNIANS!

Well enough of the supporters, and on with the show! Sekolah Tun Fatimah(STF) did a pretty good job at an attempt of GAGA MADNESS. And I for one liked their performance as I am a Gaga fan(despite the Illuminati controversy) as I like what's good and weird :) But perhaps it takes more than a "show" to beat Sultanah Asma(SAS) and St.John(SJI). Although they did not get any placing or win any of the categories, I believe they did a great job and have improved tremendously over the years. Thank you for making them Johoreans proud, STF Band.

Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid(KSAH) on the other hand, manage to pull off their theme, "Fallen Heroes" very well. The played a number from Pirates of the Caribbean, The Mask of Zorro, The Incredibles(my favourite), and Malaysia's very own hit movie, Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa (Yusry must be so proud. Huzah! ). Being boys, they managed to put alot of humour into it. KSAH got in third with 71.80 points. Congrats!

SJI did well with their numbers and formation. They never fail to disappoint anyone, I suppose. Their colourguards were beautiful. The choreography and the props, I mean. I am aware that they are BOYS, you know. -.-' Well they were 1st runner up. Job well done, boys.

And finally, the winner with 82.70 points, and the theme "Mulan", SAS Band beats the boys again. Their performance, their percussion, their colourguards, their hornline; EPIC. You girls were very SASsy out there. Mhehehe. I can't deny that you manage to give me goosebumps, which is absolutely good. Because good music gives me goosebumps. Thank you for saying yes to GIRL POWER! Felicidades!

I had fun. Glad I got to share those moments with my good friends. And not forgetting Nazrin, who made a very good effort to come join me in something he's never been interested in. Kudos! And thank you to Kitt as well for reserving the tickets for us. Gracias amigos!

Til then. Toodles

Bruno Mars: Who Is?
Monday, July 18, 2011 ( 11:59 pm )

Awh you know one of those emotional, nice-to-listen Bruno Mars piano acoustic songs.

Random Fact: Potter 167.
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Monday, July 11, 2011 ( 1:46 pm )

Assalamualaikum everyone.
Hola amigos.
Salam Bersih.

As the world may already know, 9TH July, 2011 has marked itself our unforgetable calendar. Very important date it is: South Sudan's independence. And ofcourse, Malaysia's Bersih 2.0 Rally. Bersih 2.0 was also held in different parts of the world, in their very own, unique way. Singapore gave out daffodils, London sang songs about Najib and Rosmah(rakyat and their money issues), Sydney also sang songs and a bunch of other places did a bunch of other things. But ofcourse, as seen on TV, Malaysians walked the streets of KL. I understand that many were upset about the road closures and the roadblocks, and you probably hate Bersih, but don't forget who ordered all that shizzay? Think amigos, think. And yes ofcourse, the roadblocks were some sort of "safety measure". Never you mind, its just us being humans. Jumping to conclusions and being scared for the most unbelivable reasons. That happens all the time. But that is never an excuse to be irrational now, no? Anyhoo, enough with the jibber jabber and let's get on with my bersih story.

First of all I'd like to congratulate the police force and FRU for doing an excellent job yesterday. They were only doing their job people, don't be so hard on them shall we? Except for those that were "overdoing" their job. They definitely deserve a flying kick, atleast. FRU looked excellent in their gear. Can't deny that they looked pretty cool. Not so cool when firing tear gas and water cannons, though. Well, nak jaga periuk nasi, kena lah buat apa big boss suruh, kan?

Say what's up to FRU. Don't they just look good :D

Congrats to Bersih supporters as well. I believe that they were the heroes of the day. Yes, everyone got the warning to not participate in the "illegal" rally. But those that still joined in, you are braver than any superhero I've ever watched on the telly. To be out there, and to put yourself at risk, some would say stupid, but I'd say job well done! But ofcourse everything depends on the entire situation. In this case, NOT STUPID. ;) except for those who were behaving stupidly, never you mind. I guess you're brain had one less cell working. Ambiga, the bravest of 'em all, YOU ARE ONE HECK OF A MUM. Kudos to you, too. And to Pak Samad as well. And to other leaders, too. Huzah!

Now where was I? Ahh, yes, the bersih story. Woke up at 6am yesterday. Showered. Watched Pocoyo. And went off for breakfast. Later on, we started walking towards Sogo. KL streets: empty. It seemed like a perfect opportunity to just dance in the middle of the road and enjoy the view of closed shops and restaurants. Very tempting, I must say. It was as though the world was yours. Do whatever you want with it, no one's looking anyway. Except for God. But yes. It was that quiet. Quiet indeed. Like the Decepticons had chased you out of the city. And yellow Autobots were just waiting to march their way to Stadium Merdeka(despite Transformers 3 being very shitty, I think the decepticons and autobots are perfect to prove my point). The road to sogo was closed, and that was the end of the road. Approximately 30(or more) policemen surrounded the area. The chased me out too! Saying that "you have no business here!" in a very strict and scary tone. All of them were walking in the opposite way, so I thought, hey, perfect background for a perfect picture. :D

Although we had gone to the end of the road, my stepdad, mum, mamu and I decided to "take shelter" at a coffee shop nearby and just sat there with some unknown fella who happened to look like a five-o undercover. Well, he could have fooled me. Not my mum, though. As usual, old men would just talk and talk and talk about politics. Soon, two more unknown old men joined us. One was from Kelantan, the other from Terengganu. PAS supporters I assume. One of them even gave a mini tazkirah. They were probably there for Bersih as well. You would think it would be riddiculous to bring along your phone charger with you in a pink plastic bag to walk the streets of KL at a time like that. I say, God works in mysterious ways. Lucky for mum, she had her charger in handy, and needed to charge her phone anyway. So both of us went inside. We tell our kids not to speak to strangers. But. During desperate times, we NEED to talk to strangers. In fact, sit with them if you have to. We did. Because the only plug point that was available was the one near the table that already had a man sitting there. He didn't mind though. And seemed to be very busy doing his work. He couldn't care less. Therefore Mum and I sat there with this unknown man with a barret on his head, busy doing paper work. I was busy tweeting away and that was the first time I felt that I had tweeted non-stop. And mum kept asking me about updates on Bersih every 10 seconds so I had to do what I had to do. And I also felt like I should update people as much as I can. Not long afterwards, Mum looked very tired, me, looking my best at being miserable. We were stuck in the heart of KL, not knowing where to go, how to get to anywhere. How else would I describe it? To make things worse, a few policemen came in. Asking everyone to go away. Asking for identification. Trying to show who's boss, I suppose. All I could do is just sit and tweet. And this is my oWN country. Yet I feel safer as a minority in England than being a majority in Malaysia. To keep calm, mum ordered drinks. Once we couldn't feel our arses anymore, we decided to leave. The man I sat with, I don't even know him. All he did was sit there. And yet he payed for our drinks. Thankful indeed. I don't even know the man! But yet this is what Bersih has brought me. And you wanna know what else Bersih has brought me? There I was at the mosque, just finished with my Zuhur prayers. I was crying about something that had upset me earlier. And mum was crying too, as she was just so touched by the people who were so concerned about her, and they don't even know her. And they are many many years younger than her. And then came along a man. "Dah kena pemedih mata dah tu! Laaa. Amik garam ni. Buh dalam mulut,". Again, I don't even know you! Yet there you were assuming I had been tear-gased, and insisted I put some salt in my mouth. Alhamdulillah, there are still people of this kind. All of these wonders.. I am certain they came from God.

Bersih has brought us alot of things. It has brought many people together. No matter what race, religion, background. That, is the true 1Malaysia. And if there are people who still want to deny that, then go ahead. But why not try to take a moment, and look. Take a moment, to say, "hey, it's not so bad." Not everything that looks bad is bad, you know. Fortunately, or unfortunately, I did not join in the rally. I was safe. But to be with all of those people would have been fun. But my experience, was definitely a Bersih experience. Although probably only 5% of Bersih, it is priceless.

Now that I have told you this story, tell it to the people, if you wish. I am to be 19 years old. I don't really like politics. I have alot more to learn, but yet I am telling you this story. Don't judge me. Don't underestimate me. Have opinions. This is The Real Life. It's never too early or too late to learn anything new. Life's too short to think about it anyway. Say what you wish to say! Think out loud! For I want you to know that there are people you want to listen. People like me want to witness a change. I want to see the world in a new way. Open your eyes everyone. Stop assuming too much and start listening. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, lolos, lolas, kids, whoever you are, if you've managed to read until here, congratulations. You are a hero yourself. To those that aren't reading this, well.. You're one story short. To those that are against Bersih, I respect your opinion. Everyone has their own point of view, and that's fine by me. You may not have to like it, but YOU NEED TO BE EDUCATED. If still you do not agree with what I have to say, then.. Just keep your mouth shut here and pretend you like me. LOL. Thank you to everyone whom were concerened about my safety. I'm here to tell you that I am alright, and that I had survived Bersih 2.0. So you've heard mine. What's your Bersih story? :)

**photos courtesy of MSN News & Flickr

If not sheep, then words
Friday, July 01, 2011 ( 2:29 pm )

Have you ever had this feeling where.. You can't seem to fall asleep at night because of this horrible thing inside which has been bothering you and can't seem to leave your mind. And this feeling.. It's like Garfield sleeping on your chest, like a baby penguin trying to get warm under its mother, making itself small all the way; that heaviness.. that tightness.. It makes you difficult to sleep. You're restless and you're heart can't help but to beat faster. And then you find it very hard to breathe. I find it hard to breathe. It's just so air tight, you've forgotten the importance of sleep. But then again, you want to fall asleep so you could just stop thinking about it. But then you figure if you sleep on it, you'll dream the worst about it. You could just rely on those never ending sheep you count. Or you could just cry yourself to sleep(an option many many people go for including both male and female). Or you could just put on that "Go To Sleep" playlist and let yourself listen to them til you fall asleep at some part of the song called "It's Hard To Say" by The Used. This feeling, it's annoying isn't it? And all it can cause is another headache and heavier eyebags. All those worries, could just be for nothing. Who knows, you could just wake up the next morning and find out all that worrying was just silly and everything goes back to normal. Until you get to hear what you want to hear, you'll be worried forever. If that's what you think. But it is entirely OK to feel this way. Because you're not alone. YOU are not alone. When this happens, tell yourself,"tomorrow's gonna be a better day" even if you're crying at that very moment. Tell yourself a thousand times if you have to. It's better than counting sheep, though. Atleast, it helps to soothe you down. You ought to be in a good state to have a good sleep, no? And if tomorrow, you wake up, and it's not getting better, or it's just getting worse, tell yourself, "things will get better". Just hang in there no matter what the cause, and keep praying and wait for the best. Because the best is yet to come.

Til then, things will get better.

Holding On and Letting Go
( 1:35 am )

Just.. Beautiful. Heard it on CSI: NY :]

Just Quote Me
( 1:20 am )

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