hudaa Ismail
nineTeen
pretty much an avid observer who is eccentric in nature as well as one who does things entirely based on her mood.
title: I'm pretty much not my usual self; Another spending episode. I had heaps of fun. White Chomel bag. 2 Dorothy Perkins top. Plus a necklace;gift from mum. I have a problem now.I can't even finish a standard BK meal despite it being the 1st meal of my day.I ended up giving 3/4 of my fries to my sister.Now, how am i going to endure the upcoming 8-course meal? I don't even know myself these days. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: if i was in between of being excessively active & being in a trance I was screaming my lungs out watching the results show of Live The Dream that my sister slapped me right at my face.Nice one. That didn't stopped me from shutting my mouth. Soon after, she started mimicking my nonsense and we went high. If guys can shout while watching a soccer tournament,then i can do better when cute guys are taking center stage. The boys of The Click Five, front men of Revalina & Taufik Batisah is enough to send a nerve imput to my brain which permits me to be hyper . Infatuation describes the situation best. Since i was excessively active, a pillow fight would be perfect. So, i proceeded with a pillow fight with my sisters. It was an exact copy of that Powerpuff Girls game at Cartoonnetwork website without the 3D effects that is. I didn't eat until 10 plus p.m today.Only 2 slices of bread plus a glass of milk.My meal was rather appropriate for breakfast.Having breakfast at 10 plus P.M.Such a well-timed eating chart.I wasn't in the mood to eat.Ok.I'm lying. Take it was weight-watching.Fact: i was dieting. I need to fit into my size 25 jeans once again. Ok.Stop it Huda. Right now i'm waiting for some one to fulfill his/her promise before i head off to fairytale storyland. And to that person who's going to MOS tomorrow to watch The Click Five perform live, I'm JEALOUS OKAY! Shut up Huda. I think i'm in a trance right now. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: if it were to turn into an obsession Delight arising from retail therapy compares to absolutely nothing. To be able to browse through racks of apparel and purchase an item is itself a boon.Not everyone is granted with similar opportunity.There are still many lives living in poverty that never got a chance to experience the few luxuries of spending. The 'Singaporean life' that we are leading makes retail therapy appear more casual than in some countries.Tell me of any Singaporean that has never got the chance to hit the shopping malls to make a purchase in their entire lifetime.I'm positive that your findings will return with zilch.Zero.The only difference between the various living classes here is how often we do it. (Read: no matter how underprivileged some Singaporeans are, we are all still capable of spending once in a while.) In that case, we can never declare ourselves as a pauper because we can still afford a few non essentials every now and then. In some poverty stricken countries, to be able to have a decent meal is already considered as a windfall.To able to enjoy retail therapy like us is enough to send them to cloud nine. Yet why is it that we always feel that it is never enough? We are endlessly thinking of making more money only to fulfill our cravings for this & that. We are.All the time. We splurge to fulfill our lusts only to realise that we don't really need that purchase. Don't get me wrong, i'm not saying that retail therapy is unacceptable. It is, afterall, a past time which help cures depression.The only trouble is, if it becomes an obsession.When we insists that it is never enough.When we throw our hard-earned money to items that somehow offer us instant gratification. On a whole, i still take retail therapy as the greatest leisure pursuit ever.I fancy it as much as you do.I do admit that i binge once in a while.I'm appreciative of what i have and i feel that as long as i can keep retail therapy as a past time, i see nothing wrong in taking this form of art to occupy my leisure hours. I'm loving that four leaves clover necklace & bracelet that dad bought me.=) Love, vinTage dreams. |
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title: OK.Let's start with my current mood. I'm bloated,exhausted,lethargic yet gratified. I guess i'll be bunking in early today.My eyes are all droopy as of present.Last night has been terrible. A facial mask would be splendid. Pimples are starting to appear here and there and i'm certain it won't be long before another pimple outbreak occurs.Simply due to my Hari Raya diet.If you get what i mean.Not forgetting minor blackheads and whiteheads. Can't be blamed though. I have sensitive plus oily skin.Just a minor change in diet,skincare products & make-up will cause the unnecessary "companions" to pop out. My eye bags are pronounced as indescribable.I just can't be bothered any longer. Although i'm presently commenting on my unhappiness about my skin condition,do note that i'm still grateful with what i have. This shan't be dragged any longer. Moving on to the more radiant side of today, zooming past the city area at almost dusk allowed me to marvel at the beauty of sunset.Such calmness. I swear something left me captivated for a long period of time today. I got that new $20 plastic bill! Perfect.Best of all,i don't even have to lift a finger.(ok that's a lie.) One of my green packets for today.Earned effortlessly.I'm thankful. I will be keeping that note until god knows when.I feel that it's too precious for usage. Ok, i admit that i do sound like a four year old child.One who would be easily enlightened by twenty dollars. I'm glad to know that there's still a kid in me.=) I have had my rounds of unbalanced diet today. Tomorrow should be similar.Provided i'm in the mood to go. Monday & Tuesday will be set for shopping. I'm totally looking forward to Tuesday especially.There's a reason behind it. Thursday will be someone's special day. I shall deem this whole entire month as a 'i can't complain month'. I miss my Bf a jillion & i miss my companions truckloads!!!! Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: mY random episode Seven open houses to attend.
I'm bound to have a splashing upcoming weekend. I have to eye my diet though.Surely i don't want to be left feeling bloated at the end of the day. I will be looking forward to every event from now on.Might as well live life to the fullest.Afterall, life on earth is never everlasting.Treasure each moment & no regrets shall be felt. I sense the Click Five shouting for me to pump Jenny on the stereo. Totally no-link.i know. Last words, Learn to waste time with people you love. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: That's practically the significant events evolving around me these few days. I enjoy watching visitors munching on cookies during the festive season.There's this kind of satisfaction that i get from watching people eating.Pretty abnormal.I know. This Raya is pretty okay. Better in comparison to the previous year.At least i'm not mugging this time round. But i do feel that it wasn't as merry as the last few years.Something is missing & i'm not quite sure what. Still, i'm determined to enjoy this season to the fullest despite whatever that may happen.I will change situations,i promise. Which leaves to realise that i can't change people's stereotype. Even at this age that we are living in, people still do stereotyping based on a person's size.Sad isn't it? Oh.When will we learn? Doesn't mean that my younger sister who is heavier & taller is older than i am.Doesn't this prove how easy people do labelling? While its pleasing to hear, it isn't that pleasing when you think of it in terms of your pride.If you are the eldest, you know what i mean. Obviously if people mistaken her to be older,she is granted with authority over me. Which means that she can take charge of me, she can talk down to me and worst,she loses all respect for me. Sounds bad enough.Imagine it happening? Disaster. Symptoms are clearly showing.Can people pls stop the stereotyping already? Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: Someone will haunt me to sleep tonight. Such cruelty in him.I'm so going to murder him soon.I need my murderous friend, a kitchen knife, a vat of oil, a pair of tongs, an extra huge chopping board plus some seasonings. Like omg-can someone pls save me? I will never succeed trying to sleep now.It's only 2 plus a.m. How i wish i had sleeping pills with me now.Such a pathetic hope. I should consider admitting defeat.But no, i will not surrender without trying. Wait, isn't there a saying which goes something like practice makes perfect? So, i shall practice sleeping earlier now. AND it shall be perfected soon.That's my Hari Raya resolution.As for tonight, can i just get away being a nocturnal creature? PLS!! I want to play more sparklers.Anyone want to join me? OK.enough already.Time is running out. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: Yet another Geylang-ing episode. A Kebaya,being an end-product after 4 rounds of surveying. First it was white, next it was pink,then it became black.I craved the Nyonya style since months ago and altered my thoughts to the Indonesian style the moment i landed at Geylang. By now you should have guessed that i have quicksilver character. Or in simpler terms,i'm unpredictable. I can never decide without having second thoughts. I can go Ga-ga over something and in 10 secs,forget all about it only to start ga-ga-ing over another. You might consider thinking a zillion times before asking me out on a shopping trip. You can never know what to expect from me when it comes to shopping. That's the reason why my shopping mates never change.I know their style,they know my fickle-mindedness. Ultimately, i settled for a random buy. A red Indonesian Kebaya.(Only because Mum wanted me to use the same colour as her.) I'm not objecting to the colour despite knowing that red rarely exists in my dictionary of colours. Afterall, it's a blessing that i get new garments on Raya. & best,it's sponsored by Dad.Thank you Daddy. Mum sponsored me a Baju Kurung in shocking pink.Another BIG thank you! Heels are funded by my Aunt.*Wide smile* Thank you.Thank you.Thank you. Which results in me not having to fork out a single cent.~Yayness!~ I'll have another trip to Geylang again.Maybe the day after tomorrow.To token my 3rd sis with that Spongebob tote bag that she was dying to have. Perhaps i'll get a white top as well. A Maybelline mascara plus a lip balm. Acuvue Contact Lenses.I'm near-sighted in case u're wondering. That better be all. Further clogging of fats.Overdose of *happy pills.* I can thus shake my whole effort of dieting. happy pills-chocolates Which leaves me to scribble that a particular human has went MIA. You know who you are. If you happen to be reading this,i need an indication from you by the next 24 hrs.Or else,take my word that i shall switch off all ties with you. I mean it.Only jokingly.Pls don't be offended. I miss Girlfriends,Boyfriend,Boyfriends,Family & Strangers. Lo ve, VinTage dreams |
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title: Go on, drain my happiness. Even with my emotions wrecked, Forget about making me paralyse. Hope will soon rescue. Wipe off the smile on my face, Poison me with your deadly venom; And i can still promise I'll stay true to my morals. Shower me your insults, Hit me with a bag of rubble, Let me savour your profanity, But take my word that i'll remain myself. Allow me to go through adversity, Permit me to challenge oppression, For only this way i'm determined; That i'll acknowledge my blessings. I need my summer love. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library. Jane Austen I'm loving Saving fish from drowning by Amy Tan. Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: Geylang's atmosphere was boisterous. A massive crowd was spotted.From the xs to xL.Teenagers being the largest. Lets rewind and picture people whom i saw.
I'm left bloated with glee now. It was pleasurable to feast my eyes on certain stuffs.'Stuffs' that you don't normally get on normal days. My next trip will be spent investing on my Kebaya. Let's see.Come to think of it, the more variety i eye, the more i feel like buying everything.Spoilt for choice.Furthermore, i'm indecisive.That makes things far more complicated. Red.Pink.White.Blue.Yellow.Purple.Green.Random choices of colour for this year. OHH.I got myself a clutch from my penny saving. Hot Silver.Which leaves accessories,Kebaya,shoes & mascara left.I'm waiting to be sponsored by my parents.I'm evil.I know. Which leaves me to note that Marfua's heels is vogueness. That taxi driver was duper friendly.He even recommended me places to shop during Hari Raya.He's not even malay.That surprises me. *Massive headache* ( I predict a riot with my nerves.) Love, vinTage dreams |
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title: "undelicious" & so, today is Children's Day. I'm almost seventeen.But who cares, i'm celebrating it anyway. I got this HUGE dark chocolate cake from my dad's friend.I know.I know.It's going to cost me some pounds.But i'm still going to indulge in it.Call in temptation. & so, i'm glad that chocolate is be easily available on the market. Imagine life without chocolate? So undelicious. Pardon my English for now,i'm high on sweet delights.Yummilicious!! & so, i'hv forgotten that i'm suffering from sore throat & vitamin deficiency. ok.enough. Love, vinTage dreams |
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