Monday, January 31, 2011

Story of my life

Started with a thread. Woven together so tightly, sealed with a knot.

The end

Sunday, January 30, 2011

great Canadian discoveries

1. Music: Metric
2. Clothes: Lululemon, Urban Outfitters
3. Skin care product: Lush
4. Entertainment: Operas and concerts
5. Food: Donair, New York Fries Veggie Works, Tim Horton's French Vanilla coffee
6. Sports: Toboggans (is that even a type of sports???)
7. Everyday phrases: SEJUK GILER/PANAS GILER/LICIN GILER (the road)/KERING GILA (my skin)

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

saya tak suka belajar benda ni. saya tak tahu kenapa saya ambik bidang ini (oh yea, sebab saya suka tengok apa jadi kalau buat dihybrid cross maka terus berangan apa phenotype offspring kalau saya kahwin dengan prince william apa probability anak saya berhidung mancung dan tidak bermata sepet).

ok, mak saya kata "malas belajar??? habis tu, balik lah kahwin je lah!".

Alah, kalau tak jadi biotechnologist yang berjaya bukak je lah kedai muzik Yamaha satu. Atau Kumon satu. See, tak perlu degree pun nak jadi businesswoman yang berjaya!

come to think of it,
saya pun dah penat asyik-asyik menghadap benzene ring dan pentose ring pelbagai jenis carbon ring. kalau diamond ring tak apa jugak!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

From Punk Goes Pop Vol. 3

Artist Vs. Poet's cover of Bad Romance. Two words: Hebat dowh!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

want!

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gaaahhh wowowow the coolest sunnies I've seen so far. They remind me of Anthony Bourdain and John Lennon. I swear, my mom wore those when she was my age too. These are Ray-Ban, available online only from my favourite store Urban Outfitters


John Lennon in something similar:
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So.Damn.Cool.Sangat sangat!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A bite of the poisonous Big Apple

My first impression of New York was hot, sweaty, and dangerous. After I put that up as my fb status Azman commented "cik ainaa, u made NY sound like a man". Come to think of it, actually it is true, New York was like a man that I had fun with but I don't wanna be stuck with for a long time.

How did I fell in love with something so raw, unforgiving, and thrilling? My ideal holiday was never filled with images of hostel with bunk beds (by the way I stayed at the Columbus Circle Hostel, not HOTEL!), dirty subway rides (there were rats eww), and muddy sidewalks (NYC please fix your septic and sanitation).

I don't find those disgusting things endearing, yet I learn to find the beauty in the ugly. A long, bumpy subway ride will lead you to SoHo, which has Dean and Deluca, my favourite store. Why? Because they sell exotic, gourmet food. Everyone else was busy rushing off to the nearby Levi's store but leave me here with a good cup of coffee and some rugelach (a pastry, something like a baclava but less sweeter), you will get a very happy Ainaa. Wasted half a day waiting in line to see the Statue of Liberty, but you will end up meeting a street busker that knows how to play Negaraku.

You completely exhausted me, sickened me, beat me up, yet I was grateful that our paths crossed briefly New York. May you continue to prosper under the Jews and Mexicans who seemed to love you more.