Hi, my name is Aisyah Rozi. This is my personal blog where I share my life experience, thoughts, ideas and occasionally, my projects. Recently, however, I share a lot about being a young mother. I'm also a YouTuber, so do checkout my channel! <3
Apr 23 2011

Rango the lizard VS a tiny spider. Who won?

So last Thursday, Cindy got a new pet. She got it at The V restaurant, where the waiter caught for her. Danang was kinda freaked out by it and Meera was even more freaked out. I was too, at first but somehow it grew on me. I’m not usually a fan of lizards especially house lizard but this one seemed pretty fascinating to me. So I called him Rango. Then Meera added Johny Rango. hahaha. Cindy’s boyfriend was away and that’s a present for him. He wanted a snake so Cindy thought a snake with legs would be the next best thing.

We didn’t know what it is so we were hoping that it would be a herbivore. But looking at it, it’s a reptile, and reptile aint no herbivore! We tried to google the species by matching the pictures and the closest we got was komodo dragon but if it’s true, it’d grow to a size of a crocodile (or almost) and then it would eat snakes. Yikes!

Anyway, when we still hadn’t google it yet, we gave rango carrot and beef and see which one it’d choose. Unfortunately rango didn’t eat anything at all until late, almost midnight time so we thought we should give rango boy something to eat. Thanks to google, we decided to catch an insect. Of all the insects, we managed to catch a spider and put it in there.

What we thought would be a gourmet meal for rango turned out to be his total nightmare! Poor Rango! :(

Here’s what happened, recorded.

and yeaah… we were actually doing assignment in computer lab.

Also, we tried to look for a bigger container to put rango in but we couldn’t find any at that time. So, rango got a new place only when Cindy brought it home. :)

Random: Had an awful oatmeal + warm water + honey for dinner. It made me nauseous with every spoon. My other option was satay, which makes me puke with every bite so that’s worse. Thank god I had my favourite soy drink to wash off the awful oatmeal down my throat. Also I poured some of the soy drink into my oatmeal cause it was just too horrible but didn’t make it better either.
Yes, I have to mention this on my blog! haha

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Apr 19 2011

unbreakable bond

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The one on the left, [crying] is Arina.

The one on the right is her older sister.

Arina  was crying her heart out, obviously duhh.

Notice her sister’s smile.

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and yes, the sister is ME.

he he he…

We used to fight a lot, my sister and I, ever since she was born. We fought over everything. and I mean, EVERYLITTLETHINGYOUCOULDPOSSIBLYTHINKOF. But when we reached mid teenager, we fought gradually less and became really close.

Oh, I guess I’m missing her right now. Haven’t had quality time with her for quite a while. We’re both been busy. Well, especially her.

Miss you lah daketokna. Later I belanja you something k? If I have extra money laa hahaha

Mar 23 2011

Why I don’t have facebook. Atleast not right now.

I don’t know if anybody noticed, but I deactivated my facebook account like a month ago. I can list you many reasons why I did that, but one of it is that, I feel old.

When I was 14, I felt like adult (haha). Not so when I was 15. 16 was cool. 17 was uncool. 18 was pretty good. I mean that’s like most popular (desired) age. Just got legal, perky tits and no care in the world. and you know what’s next.

19, was the new 18. 20, was is pretty exciting and now that I’m GETTING to 21, here’s when it hits me: I’m freaking gonna be 21.

Do you have any idea what this means?

That means I’m gonna be 21!

In Malaysia, you are obligated to vote once you reach 21. That’s just the beginning to all the responsibilities waiting to explode like a time bomb. Yes, responsibilities. and 21 is so near to 25 and to 25 is near 30!

OMG I’M A FREAKING OLD LADY.

*stands naked in the mirror*

ok, I still have my perky boobs. *phew*

You know what, I was kidding. I’m not worried about my physique yet but I feel like I’m mentally aging. I’m kinda suspecting that this has something to do with my relationship with someone 7 years older than me, but it’s not fair to say that he’s making me feel old because certainly he makes me feel a lot younger than I am. However, I do think I absorb some of his matureness.

For example;

1. I’m not as mean as I used to be.

2. I find bitching about other people is pointless and no fun.

3. I don’t go out that often anymore because I prefer to just stay home, watch DVDs or do something productive (whatever you think it is, yeaaah)

4. I found out that during a serious conversation, you’re not supposed to laugh or make jokes. Think: that fucking annoying fat retard in the movie Due Date.

and the worst:

Usually during an event with my fiance, upon saying ‘hi’ to a baby or a toddler, the parents refer to me as… auntie? Ok, fine, that’s because they refer to my fiance as uncle, but doesn’t mean they should refer to me as an auntie too! I mean, I’m practically still a teenager!

So that means I do look old.

That also means I’m probably fat. Hmm… It just goes better with being old.

5. I don’t feel the need to move around in packs. It kinda makes me feel like cows or a bunch of monkeys. Being a lone ranger is a no biggie and I’m cool like that yo.

Hm… that’s about it that I can think of for now. There are more of course but I can’t seem to put it into words. Although, I do feel relatively feel younger when I’m with some boring bunch of 20-something oldies like some wives who only talk about their pooping babies. During those times, I find it a lot fascinating to watch an ant die or break a new Ninjump’s highscore on my iPod, a godsent portable boredom remedy. Well, actually it’s a gift from my fiance. hahah.

Okay, back to Facebook. You know, I get friend requests everyday and I’m not like a retard approving everybody, especially not those middle eastern guys looking for a wife, no offense. Or, those girls.

Speaking of which, really, what’s up with those high school girls who are adding me on facebook? First, I don’t freaking know them. They are probably juniors in high school and to be honest, I was so into myself that I don’t know 98% of my juniors. Some are even 5, 6 years younger than me, how the hell they found out about me, I don’t know but they did.

And second, I’m not somekind of some shit older ‘sister’ they can refer to. Fuck off, I don’t know anything about college. Mine’s pretty shitty and chances theirs gonna be too.

But being the new kind person that I am, I tell them about college anyway and they are so excited about it not knowing what lies ahead of them. ah, everybody wants to see rainbows and unicorns yada, yada, yada.

There are some other things that I get annoyed with like bitches’s war, show off jerks, [pretentious] religious people, and [ugly] people posting wherever they go and pictures partying partaying in a pathetic attempt to make them look fun and outgoing. Not to mention, those girls who are overly PDA, posting love quotes, love letters and badly photoshopped pictures of them and their stupid looking BF! Keep those to yourself la girl. Ingat kau comelz sangat kewwww????

and I have to admit that I’m guilty of stalking other girls on facebook. I’m talking about those pretty, skinny, sometimes younger girls. They make me feel like shit afterwards cause I know where I stand. No wonder why some girls enjoy making fun of ugly girls, it makes them feel a lot better about themselves. Shallow, you may think, but that’s the truth for yah. Girls are insecure creatures.

So yeah, that’s about it. Although the equation of how feeling old made me deactivate my fb account is uncomputable, it makes sense to me.

Wutevaaaa! *pegang dada pandang atas*

Feb 28 2011

Guess who has a boyfriend?

My sister didn’t log out her facebook account so I decided to stalk her, see what’s she doing on facebook. haha, bad sister, I know. But this is for her own good.LOL!  Then, I saw her classmate posted on her wall, I couldn’t help laughing about it. hahahaha.

Picture 27Funny thing is, their teacher also have facebook! HAHA. And I can see how sorry her friend is.  And Aida seems like she’s not even bothered about her friend teasing her. haha, good girl.

Okay, I’m off to college in a bit.

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