fashion,

Sometimes I find it so funny when people say stuff like "Oh, do you ever see real people wear stuff straight from the runway? Fashion is completely pointless." It's pretty much like saying Michelangelo didn't contribute much to society.

Fashion is art, just like the Mona Lisa. Look at a dress in a different perspective (instead of through monetary and religious lenses) and you can see how beautiful it really is, how much of the designer's soul is put into making an exquisitely detailed work of art. From mere yards of fabric they create something spectacular, magical : again, like how artists paint canvasses, designers create dresses.

the big city,

Went to Toronto on sunday and it was fab seeing everyone again... I've missed them. Next place, Montreal! or did we plan for Guelph? Oh wells whichever comes first. I wish we had time to walk along the harbor... as the bus was pulling out of Union Station Naiz and I realized that it was only a block away from the bus stop. Well, better luck next time eh?

My seniors (I have no idea what the proper term is, people keep thinking that I'm talking about senior citizens) had this gathering the night of raya... dapat makan sate doh. that was cool, our seniors are fun people. Then the night after the boys cooked. And it was yum. You guys did a great job boys. Thanks for inviting us and being such great hosts!

I have an eff-lot of reading and homework to do... But I keep feeling like I'm still on holiday, which is hardly a good thing. Today I saw 2/5th's as 20%... My braincells are gone. I am so blur.

Oh well, onto Aplia then.

hamilton's a fine fine place,

and i'm so tired. the view of lake ontario on the mountain is breathtaking.... it stretches into infinity. apparently it's right behind my campus so I'm gonna go check it out today. plus the royal botanical gardens as well.

i've probably seen half of the city... downtown's pretty sketchy, but it's got character, i adore it. went to sapporo last night for the dinner with sponsors... eggplant and squid ring tempura, yum!

can't wait for school year to start. my brains are rotting away..

Red bag,

I've been packing and unpacking and packing and unpacking. I'm not sure why that is... Most people would see it as a sign of nervousness, others excitement. I myself, have absolutely no idea. It's been tiring, that's for sure. It's hard when there's only a week left.

I love the fasting month. Maybe it's my psyche (I've always had the superstitious belief that the devils are locked up during Ramadhan), or maybe it's just mind over matter... It's so much easier for me to wake up and pray as I hear the beautiful sounds of the Azan... This month makes me think about God the most.

Pasar Ramadhan doh. Syiok giler.

Jelaludin Rumi & Yasmin Ahmad,

Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? "God is One."
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;
It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.
Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,
So that he may place another look in your eyes.
It is in the vision of the physical eyes
That no invisible or secret thing exists.
But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God
What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?
Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light
Don't call all these lights "the Light of God";
It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,
The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.

...Oh God who gives the grace of vision!
The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire.

-Jelaludin Rumi, Mystic Odes

I thought that, at one point in my life, I'd be able to show her some of my scripts. She reignited my passion for writing, which was at one time, the only thing I ever wanted to do.

I regretted not posting anything on her blog, even though I was an ardent follower. Needless to say, everything she did stroke a chord with me, and many others, as can clearly be seen.

I hope that one day I'll be able to create Malaysian life stories as beautifully as she did.

Sedekah Al-Fatihah kepada Yasmin Ahmad. Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat Allah.

Prose: This is how it goes: your body at the edge of the shore,

This is how it goes: your body at the edge of the shore, staring dead ahead into nothing. Seagulls flying high above spread their wings towards the sky; from where you stand it looks like a peace sign more than anything. A good or bad omen, it doesn’t really matter. You spread your own makeshift wings (your beautifulslenderarms) and start swimming, blending in seamlessly with the vast emptiness we call the sea. You see it more as a challenge; as the waves beckon you back to the shore, your carnal lust for physical strength urges you to swim against the tide, further and further towards the horizontal line that differentiates the sky and the sea. It is at this moment, when you can’t picture the line with your naked eye anymore, you realize that both entities are really not so different. Just like how the soul and the body is connected, and humans make an imaginary line in order to distinguish one between the other. That, in actuality, it is existential and consequential because the other exists. It is while you are surrounded in this nothingness that it hits you; that we compartmentalize in order to achieve a kind of perfection, a system of ordered and manageable thought that was never really there to begin with. And here you are, swimming gracefully, parallel to the seagulls gliding effortlessly, towards the sun.

You wanna make fires and get Norwegian Wood with me

I like Lady Gaga, Alphabeat, Mr. Hudson and Julian Perretta =D. It's strange to find myself thinking that our pop music is evolving, yet rock remains relatively static and mundane. I can't name one modern rock band I can listen to all day long. Grammatics, I think, is the only band that's a little different from all the other trash. And it's indie, not rock =/

So what have I been doing these days?

I really don't know, but I've been busy =/

My grandma's been making me stock up on all these traditional Malay clothes. They're beautiful, but how am I supposed to fit them in my suitcase and still keep within the 20 kg limit? =(

I is sad.

Yesterday my sis and I were walking along Ampang Park and the haze was nuts. More toxic than that Britney song.

=(

Life's been good, only a few weeks left to go peeps =)

Spend time with the family and stay healthy.