Missing sugar, spice & everything nice

I miss my old blog.

I used to love writing. I used to anticipate the moment of writing a new post. My writings then include thoughts, opinions, stories and all those important stuff. Stuff that matters. I would have readers, even silent ones, and they would all give their opinions based on what i wrote. That's what i miss the most. The audience. Yes, i love the attention. But dont get me wrong, i do not blog for publicity. But it's nice to know that someone's out there is reading, and is probably thinking the same way i do too.

Now, as you can see, this new blog of mine consist of mostly my stories of how i spoil myself with my friends. In other words, in this blog i appear to be a dumb blonde. Well, atleast to me.

I am disappointed with myself.

So that's why updating this blog has been pushed way down my priority list. Of course, half of the reason why is because i am preoccupied with college life. Assignments, reports, experiments, presentation, etc.

But the fact that i miss the way i blog turns out to be one of the major reasons too.

Maybe i should go back to the way i used to do this kind of thing? Put on more thoughts, observe the world more, and at least try to write something meaningful. Not just some "Last weekend i go party yeah yeah" kind of post.

Shit. This new blog makes me sound like a bitch huh?

Conquering Broga Hill

Two weeks ago, i conquered Broga Hill.

You must be wondering, is this for real? You mean, this Nina, the Nina who would create 1001 irrational excuses just to bail out from jogging? The Nina who pants her way up just three flights of stairs?

Turns out that sissy girl has evolved because she had just conquered Broga Hill - wait for it - like a boss! *flips hair*

Broga Hill is located in Semenyih and is near Nottingham University. Since Semenyih is like so far away, prolly 345678998765km from Shah Alam or whatever, i decided to crash in my friend Syazana's place in Semenyih the night before. The others decided to do so too, so we thought we're gonna have a little girly girl slumber party that night, just us gossiping and eating and stuff (i like the eating part).

Nah, we were too hyperactive that we just cant stay put at home and decided to go karaoke, along with some Nottingham boys. Sang like mad for three hours and went home at about 3am.

First you have to know that Broga Hill is a famous spot for sunrise watching. And so our plan was to get up at 5am and reach the peak before sunrise. But thanks to the power karaoke session we had the night before, we ended up oversleeping! Talk about an epic fail! Pfffttt

So we started our hike at about 8am. They were so many people there, walking along the same route you're taking and i have got to admit that the situation is pretty annoying. But well the hike must go on, so we just mind our own business and slowly made our way up.

Look at how crowded the place was "-__-

The view of the first peak. Weee feels like i'm in a Hindustan movie

All was going well until suddenly...

...someone puked. Haha! The incident was so funny i have just got to blog about it! Fateen was terribly exhausted that she ended up puking in the forest. I pity her, i really do, but the devil inside me just couldnt stop laughing haha.

"Korang teruskan naik je lah. Tinggalkan aku seorang dekat sini. Nanti ayah aku rescue aku pakai helicopter."

Hahahaha you should have seen her face when she said that. Priceless! Should've taken a photo and sell it on eBay.

When we reached the first peak, Fateen was determined not to continue the hike to the fourth peak. We tried everything to get her to move her big ass butt but nothing seemed to work. Until Taka said something to her....

"Kalau kau berjaya naik sampai fourth peak, aku bagi kau satu handbag LV. Original."

And off she went all the way to the highest peak "-___- This girl, so cheap one.

Taka too afraid to lose the bet, and Fateen to excited to receive an LV handbag

Finally!

Anyways, after a while we safely reached the fourth peak when suddenly, unfortunately for us, it rained. We were practically stranded on top of some hill with rain pouring down like mad, like a bunch of homeless kids with no shelter. We took shelter under some trees in the woods and ate some breads while waiting for the rain to stop. Thankfully it didn't took long enough.

The faces of the homeless kids

But then the real problem hit us. How on earth do we go down a hill, with the ground all muddy and slippery, without killing ourselves in the process? The answer is: Good sliding skills.

Of course i didn't have the skills to slide gracefully. I ended up tunggang terbalik like a fat cow and my clothes & shoes were all muddy whenever i try to slide. Once, i slide down at such high speed and wasnt able to stop myself that Shahrin had to grab my wrist and stop me before i went more out of control. Such a dangerous thing, i should be interviewed on TV for surviving that! Hek hek. But to hell with the dangerous bit, the sliding was so much fun! We even sat on a cardboard box and slide down the muddy trail using it. But of course i was the only girl who thought it was fun, the other girls just used the normal way down. Boo.



Going up the Broga Hill was definitely a one of a kind experience for me cause i am not the outdoorsy type who goes camping, or hiking and such that often. So thank you Fateen, Syazana, Syazliza, Farah, Nadia, Shahrin, Faez and Taka for a superb weekend.

Thinking i should do this again another time, this time with another set of friends! :)

Was supposed to be just TTS. I added the small "i" haha

Stupid rants

We meet again for another one of Nina's stupid rants.

1. I was acting foolish last weekend. It was Chic Pop 10, and i did some unnecessary shopping. I saved up some money for the occasion and guess what. I spent them all. ALL! I practically went home with just RM10 in my purse. But weird as it sounds, i never regretted it. Hey i walked out with a new top, new blazer, new bangles & new ring! If that's not the ingredients to a happy woman, then what is?

2. And just a few days ago i bought myself a varsity jacket. But there's a story behind this one. I was so pissed for not being able to go home for Aidiladha that i demanded my parents for some money. "What for?", asked my dad, to which i answer "To survive." What he doesn't know is that by "survive" i meant "shopping for an expensive varsity jacket that i have been eyeing for quite some time." Mwehehehehe if only you would just let me go home, daddy, things would be a lot easier.

3. Just by reading those two points above, you can already imagine how my bank looks like at the moment. Not very pretty me tell ya. But now i want new shoes! Daddy! You reading this?! I want new shoes! Oh my God Becky Bloomwood where is Nina and what have you done to her.

3. Speaking of Aidiladha, i'm sure most of you spent the day with your precious family and delicious food. I, on the other hand, spent it with my friend Asma in Shah Alam with no source of food or whatsoever. Pity huh? (Parents, you guys feeling guilty yet??) Bless Asma for keeping me company. She's such a dear, although i agreed to just ignore the fact that the real reason she was with me was because she's running away from those masjid's men who wanted to slaughter her for korban. Such a coward lembu, this friend of mine. But the day gets better when Emira noticed our sad tweets and generously decided to pick us up to spend the night at hers. So we got to eat real food after all! And we had some company! Hurrah! *fireworks*

4. Emira's house, now this i should rant more on. That place is the mother of all the awesome houses. It's her new house and i guess we were the first few who had got the chance to check it out. It's 4-storeys high, including a basement where they made it into a music studio (they're a musical lot) and a mini cinema/karaoke place. There's a swimming pool, of course, but my favorite spot is definitely the rooftop. I've always wanted a house with a rooftop where i can hang out and just lepak there. Emira's have the view of Subang and according to her, they can easily see fireworks from Sunway Pyramid there. Gosh, i can already imagine the magical feeling.

5. This just happened and at first I told myself to be calm about it and shouldn't even blog about it but to hell with that i definitely can't calm down BECAUSE I LOST MY BELOVED DC BATMAN TANK TOP!! I have been searching everywhere for the past 3 days and still, no clue of its whereabouts. The last time i wore it was a month ago and i'm pretty sure i kept it safely. BUT IT IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN NOW! IS MY ROOM SOME SORT OF A MINI VERSION OF BERMUDA TRIANGLE? Oh the mysteries of life. I want my Batman back. You reading this, yes you. Find it for me. :(

That's it for today's Nina's stupid rants. Tune in next time for more exciting news.

Big Bad Wolf Book Sales 2011

I grew up reading books. Books from Enid Blyton, Sweet Valley High and such had always been my companion. Heck, i was a total nerdy bookworm. I have a complete set of The Twilight Saga, Eragon, and i've probably read almost every Shopaholic and Cecilia Ahern's books.

But do not blame the books for my glasses. You can blame the Pokemon show i watched everyday at 10am back when i was a kid, with me sitting approximately just two metres away from the screen.

Back to the book talk, when i heard that there will be a massive book sale going on at Serdang called THE BIG BAD WOLF BOOK SALE, i knew i had to be there. I knew i must be there. It's an opportunity of a lifetime!

......only i didn't have a ride. Serdang is so far away and i don't even know where the hell MAEPS is so going there using public transport would be such a burden. But on Sunday afternoon my retarded friend Syamim told me the good news saying he agreed to give us a ride to the book sale. I was so happy i practically did cartwheels 10 times in my mind!

When i reached there, the sight of people dragging boxes and suitcases (yes, suitcases!) of books just excites me. I was like "Koraaannggg cepat sikit boleh taak nanti buku habis koraannggg aku tak sabar nii!!" I was so out of control, Damia and Zuley lost me the minute i entered the hall. True story. If i were to bring a child along with me, i'd most probably lost the child since i was so preoccupied with the heavenly amount of cheap books. Pity Zuley, he was not the book-nerd type so bringing him to the book sale was kinda boring for him. Thank God for Damia for keeping him company, because at that time, i just don't give a damn. Haha.

All the books there were sold at the price as low as RM8! Hardcovers, bestsellers, comics, magazines, you name it. They were all RM8 and below.

HOW IN THE BLOODY BRILLIANT WORLD IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!?

Look at that. Omg bookgasm.

Biography of The Beatles. It was a hit.

New Moon at RM8?! To be thinking i had spent RM30+ for this. Pfft

Grab it while you can mosnters!

I was searching for these! Couldn't find any. Bummer.

Classics. Wanted to buy some, only to realize i have two more of this kind at home that i haven't read yet.

I took several books, decided not to buy some of em along the way, took some again, then having to put them back after realizing that i didn't bring enough cash (it was an unexpected trip, mind you). And i came out with only four books. Only four! Sigh, i am ashamed with myself. And i call myself a book nerd? Curse you non-existing ATM. I came out from the hall giving dirty glances at those carrying boxes and suitcases of books.

Books i bought, hardcovers baybehh. And these are all for RM32. Now that's what you call a sweet bargain.

But anyways, the fact that i had the opportunity to experience the Bid Bad Wolf on its very last day made me a one happy kiddo. Especially since i had accepted the fact that i might not be going in the first place. Thank you Syamim for making it possible. Thank you Zuley for accompanying us even though i know you were bored to bits. And thank youuu Damia for buying more books than me *shoots her multiple times in my mind*.

Those who didn't get to catch the book sale, too bad for you for having to miss out on an exceptionally awesome event. I hope they make this as annual thing (or is it?), cause i will be coming again next year fo sho!



p/s: Photos shamelessly stolen from Big Bad Wolf's Facebook page. We didn't bring along our camera that day, since once again, this was an unexpected trip.

The Secret Life Of Nora

In one of my posts recently i mentioned that i'd be going to a musical theater in Istana Budaya; THE SECRET LIFE OF NORA. I went last Saturday and it was great!

I have always wanted to watch a musical theater. Because deep inside i have always had this fascination towards the showbiz. I enjoyed the singing, i enjoyed the acting. I used to love being on stage and perform. So watching talented, famous people dancing, singing and acting in front of me kinda feels like i have stepped into this one magical world where everything is so nice and perfect.



You may think i am exaggerating, but i am not. I loved it that much.

The Secret Life Of Nora tells us the story of Nora, a rising star who thinks she had a shot in appearing as the lead role of a movie when in reality, she was actually training to become a spy. You know how i love a good spy story, so it's a plus.

The casts were great. Tiara Jacquelina was great at acting, and i never knew her voice was that good. Yeah sure she sang Asmaradana but the song didn't amaze me like the way she did during the theater. Her partner, Ryan Silverman was beyond superb (and quite handsome i might add). I was told that he was actually from Broadway and indeed he acted like one. The scene where he and Nora sang on the hill, i was so hypnotized it felt like i was being teleported into an actual Disney movie. And when the fireflies appeared while they were singing, i couldn't help myself from seeing the resemblance to the scene in Tangled where Rapunzel and Flynn sang when they watched the lanterns float. Awww. Syamim and I just can't stop squealing in excitement.



Adibah Noor and Tony Eusoff, on the other hand, were hillarious! Adibah Noor was easily my favourite cast. She didn't need to speak, she could just barge onto the stage and everyone would laugh at the sight of her. Aznil also played well as the villain. His character had trouble pronouncing the letter R and it came out as a W instead. I thought it was cute.

The girl who played Betty and the guy who played Sharif were also good. They were new in the showbiz, and i think Secret Life Of Nora was their breaking act. I loved Betty's voice. She was so talented, i envied her for sounding so much like a princess. Sharif has a good voice too, but what i admired most about him was his talent of playing the violin and piano. He played live, beautifully! Oh and not to mention his gorgeous face hehe.

From left; Betty, Sharif, Mr. J, Agent Nora & Agent Foss
Not seen; Kak Tijah & Agent Farouk

Yes, i became friends with the casts already

The play went really well. They were no flaws, and the props were amazing. The play had a simple storyline, nothing complicated, which allows the audiences to watch at ease. Everything was just fabulous!

My friend Ainaa said she hated the musical, claiming that "it had too many songs". Well duh, you're watching a musical for crying out loud. You can't expect to watch a musical without hearing some songs. I don't know what has gotten into her. Maybe sometime during the show, she was abducted by an alien and was forced to hate the show.

As much as i loved the show, i didn't love it that much to be spending my money on its merchandise. The goods were pretty and cool, with everything in hot pink and all, but i don't think it's wise for me to be spending my money on stuff like that. Especially when the only reason is to get an autograph from the casts. Har har, yes, one of us is actually lame enough to do that. "-__- Sometimes i doubt that he's 19 instead of 9.




All in all, i was satisfied with the show. I loved it so much, i now promised myself that i will watch theaters as often as i possibly can. I can't promote you guys to watch The Secret Life Of Nora now since the show had ended, but do buy a ticket for the next show in Istana Budaya!

Who knows you might see me acting and singing on the stage. No i am not joking.

I literally asked for a role from Tiara Jacquelina already. So that's one step ahead.

A GIRL CAN DREAM OKAY PFFTT

Barney-ism

Ever heard of laser tag?

In case you live under a rock like Patrick Star and didnt have a clue what laser tag is, well, it's a game where you just have to run, hide and shoot. Simple as that. Simple as it sounds, it's a whole lot of fun!

I have always been wanting to try out the game since they first opened a warzone at Midvalley, but there was always something in the way. Be it in terms of financial, time or even people. But last Friday, i finally did it!

We played at iCity and it only costs RM12 per mission, which takes about 10 minutes. I know what you must be thinking, "RM12 for 1o minutes? What kind of an easy money business is that? I am sooo not paying that much for just a 10-minute game." I thought so too, but hey now you dont hear me complaining. Because believe me guys, the RM12 you spent was worth it! It can get pretty tiring in the warzone, cause everyone would be running around dodging and shooting like they're in an actual Bond movie. Instead of saying "That's it? That's my 10-minute mission? What a crap" , you'd be panting "Seriouslyyyyy it has not been 10 minutes yet?!! [heavy breathing]".

The place closes at 12am so we decided to make a stop at Intec first to watch their cultural thingy they had going on.... or so we thought. We ended up hanging out outside the hall eating roti canai.




Around 11pm, all 8 of us made our way to iCity, or shall i say, to the battlefield. We decided to play in teams; red and blue, and let the poker cards decide our fate.

Red team: Syahira, Adilin, Ainaa, Syamim
Blue team: Me, Damia, Zuley, Alis

To those who had never played laser tag before, dont be afraid of screwing up the game because you dont know how to play. The person in charged there would kindly give you a briefing on the game before you play, just like they did to us. We were all first-timers :)

The cool thing is, each of the gun has it's own name so later we could check our scores according to the names. I am so not gonna tell which is mine haha. As you can clearly see from the photo below, blue team lost. No big deal, i am already plotting my revenge.




The 10 minutes spent in the pitch black area was legen - wait for it - dary! We were exhausted to the max but who the hell cares. We had so much fun! Everyone came out all sweaty and smelly but still managed to put on a satisfied face.





After a good game, we all decided to give our stomach a treat so we headed out to the nearest mamak, and our usual hang out spot, Barra. Too bad one of us was too sick that he had to head home without even finishing his food. Too bad that his tom yam was super delicious. Too bad we had to finish em for him :p

I strongly recommend everyone to try out this game! It's cheap, fun, and just a whole lot of awesomeness. Look at Barney. He agreed to the awesomeness of laser tag and never seem to get enough out of it. I tweeted about the game and has managed to attract a few people to play. Guess when's my next game?

Next Friday! Interested? Do tweet me :)

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