I am wearing a facial mask as I’m typing this to restore my skin radiant. Of course, blogging has nothing to do with a facial mask. But I’ve been feeling ugly lately and the facial mask pack claims that it’s supposed to make me look beautiful. Oh well.

Anyway, fart. yes. We all know its rude and embarrassing for a girl to fart, unlike ’em boys who have the luxury to fart and scratch their bums in public without being judged. No need to go through that. We girls can’t do that and get away with it. So, ever wonder why girls “do not” fart? Well, reality, guys. As a person, a human being, homo sapiens, we do fart, unfortunately.

We were outside a mosque, after prayers, mum, brother and I, waiting for dad to get the car.

Mum: Oh.. I just farted.

She said in a relieved tone.

Me: How do you always manage to do it discreetly?

Mum: The art of farting takes years of experience, my dear.

Me: I see.

One day, I hope I’ll be able to fart subtly. Just like my mum.

Anyways, I just wanna say, to all girls out there, don’t hold your fart. An average fart per day is about 16 times. Hold it long enough, you’ll explode by the end of the day.  You may apologize after you fart. Otherwise, you could learn to do it discreetly. I know I can’t. and my friends know too. hahahaha

Just a word of advice. If you know you have a bad stomach ache, don’t fart in public. Run for the toilet. You might get surprised of the things that could come with the series of smelly fart. You know you’ve been through that. ahahaha

Oh oh, the facial mask. Is it working? Do I look pwetteyh????

and yeah, I shouldn’t have smiled. It took me a great deal of effort to smile in that okay! haha

BYE!

OMG.

I can’t believe I finally own it! I’ve been wanting to own a lomo myself since last year in June or so. Wanted an Actionsampler, then a Fisheye, then suddenly I got interested with Diana F+, then, I got itchy to get a polaroid, then back to Diana F+ then back to Fisheye. After a long, long, consideration, and hours and hours of searching for a good deal online, I’ve finally decided to settle for Fisheye No.2.

and it’s PINK! gagaga

Tuesday, February 9th. the lazy day

Stayed at home. Morning class cancelled. Didn’t do any assignments, was feeling messed up. Don’t wanna talk about this day.

Move on.

Wednesday, February 10th – The day Azima left Malaysia

Had class from 8am-12pm. Then, went bowling and had Wendy’s for lunch. Then, went home, compiled printed photos as a gift for Azima. Took me one hour then suddenly Asma came to pick me up to go to KLIA (KL International Airport) and by then I didn’t have the time to take a bath. Heck, I didn’t have the time to change.
*insert curses here*

Then, off to KLIA together with Azima, after we picked up Wafi and Imran. Imran was wearing a pretty gay shirt. They then dropped the bomb.

Wafi: Kitorang couple sekarang.
Me: Whaat? *jaw drops* Are you F* serious?
Imran: yeaah. Kenapa? Salah ke?
Me: Nooo. It’s just that, korang dulu bukan ada gf semua ke?
Imran: Yelah, tapi kitorang dah jadi gay sekarang
Wafi: Tido sama-sama pakai boxers je.
Me: ooohkay. woww. korang dah maju. hahaha.

I was sitting with them in the backseat and caught them making out. But I couldn’t be bothered that much. Was holding back tears. haha.

We chilled at McD while waiting for Azima to board. Laughed laughed laughed. Snaped snaped snaped. Laughed again. Then cried. (no pictures)

Those who came

I had roti canai with dahl curry this morning and halfway through, I saw a cockroach who conveniently decided to have a relaxing hot bath in my dahl curry and is now dead, possibly because the curry was too hot.

okay, now if you are too slow to catch the difference,  I deleted everything. I mean, EVERYTHING. on purpose. It was hard at first, but I did it. Link exchangers, do let me know to put up your links, I’ve lost all the links. I didn’t make any backup.

Anyway, it looks very clean now. I like.

and.. about the car accident, I’ll post the pictures when I’ve got ’em from the police.

Now, let me re-introduce myself.

HELLO, my name is Aisyah Rozi.

nice to meet you.

ps, to those bloggers who have been plagiarizing my entries, go f* urself.
ps, the big ass font is done on purpose.