Jason Mraz Coming to KL, Me Happy

I finally bought two tickets to the Jason Mraz concert today.

Finally!

I bought the RM88 tickets, which aren't the best seats... but I guess it doesn't matter that much as long as we can see the stage. Jason Mraz's music isn't something you'd want to scream and jump up and down to, lolz.

On the other hand, I reckon his concert would be pretty good for a date with the boyfriend. Especially when both of us like his music (Hafez intro-ed me to Jason Mraz, and I've been a fan ever since =D).

So, no matter that the concert is on a Wednesday night. My classes on Wednesday end early in the afternoon, we'll just drive off straight to KL immediately after, then hang around until the concert starts at 8PM. And then when the concert ends late at night, immediately make the 2-3 hour drive back to UTP. Immediately the next morning, class at 8AM. ahhh, kerja gila. But sooo worth it.

My only worry is that one of my lecturers (or more than one, double the irony) will have a test on that day. Quite probable actually, considering lecturers often have tests either the week before or the week after the mid-semester break. And the concert is the week before the mid-semester break. I am so afraid. I don't think lecturers would be willing to accept a concert as a valid excuse to take a replacement test, or to ask them to move the test... damn.

But I really really REALLY want to go to that concert!!! so I'm going to pray real hard that nothing comes up on that day. >__> ladeedum~~

Other than the seriously overplayed I'm Yours and Lucky, I wonder what else he will play at the concert? I hope he plays If It Kills Me (my fav from the We Dance album). Make It Mine, Live High and Only Human are nice too. His older songs are awesome too, would be cool if he played a few of those as well. ahhhhh~~ His latest album is nice, but I still like his Waiting For My Rocket To Come album better. whee~~~

I am so high right now. I can't stop touching the tickets. Have I mentioned I have never been to a concert before? lolz Unless you count Philharmonic Orchestra-type concerts... but those aren't the types of concert I'm talking about!! lolz I'm going to lose my concert-virginity, double-whee~~~

~high, so high I can touch the sky~~~

What's In A Name?

Some random tag my sister hit me with. And since I haven't had any ideas for blogging lately (actually it's just 'cuz I'm just effing lazy), I shall layan the tag.

As always, The Rules:

• Go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answers to the following questions.

• Post the first definition it gives you. Tag 3 people.

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1. Your name?
Shahira

"shahira isn't defined yet."

Because you see, there are no words invented yet in the human language that can fully express my awesomeness. haha!

2. Your age?

21

"The age at which one is finally considered human."

hahahaha!

3. One of your friends?

Don

"The don, the best, the shit, the fuckin daddy etc etc..."

hmmph.

4. What should you be doing?
Resting

"To slack off from any responsibility and veg for an undetermined amount of time."

Hell yeah, baby! I'm on holiday! XD

5. Favourite colour?
Blue

"The hue of the portion of the visible spectrum lying between green and indigo, evoked in a human observer by radiant energy with wavelengths of approximately 420 to 490 nanometers."

omg the person who posted up this definition is a freakin' nerd. =___=

6. Birthplace?
Malaysia

"The country where education is very highly politicised.Also a country where Malays are literaly spoonfed from their moment of their birth up to their deaths.Even if you are the no.1 student in Malaysia,you won't get a place in a public university of your choice if you are not a Malay.A Malay can beat you to the seat even if he's a freakin' retard.That is guaranteed.
Friendly?Yes.Non-racist?Not always so."

Sadly, I somewhat agree with this definition (except for the poor punctuation, spelling, and misuse of the word "literally"). Our education is highly politicized, at the expense of the actual education of its youth. Hence the large number of dimwits polluting the country, and accepting blindly everything the government and the media (which is government-controlled anyway) tells them. >___>


7. Month of your birth?
November

"The most popular form of rain when getting married to a hot and sexy rockstar."

... huh?

8. Last person you talked to?
Nina

"Nine, as in nine millimeter handgun."

9. One of your nicknames?
Shira

"a noun, widely in use worldwide in the Software development and QA community meaning:
'One whose iGoogle sux so bad that everything wrong in this world can be blamed on that one.'

Saddam Hussain was a Shira
Politicians are Shira
'I saw your iGoogle, you are a shira!'"

wtf omg. o____O

10. I tag:
Illy (because she's not 21, and will therefore have more variety to her answer for the particular question =P)
Rez (because I want him to update his blog... AFTER he finishes his final report, of course. Hop to it!)
Weena (because she is also not 21. haha, I choose the lamest reasons to tag ppl =P)

Have fun!

Manhattan Fish Market: STAY AWAY FROM IT

I actually didn't want to post about this embarassing incident... but people deserve to be warned.

Oh, and it's somewhat gross to read about, btw... so I recommend you not to if you have a really vivid imagination.

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So the story goes, I had seafood for lunch. About an hour later, I went to the toilet, and was surprised to discover that I apparently had some weird kind of food poisoning... resulting in a bright, oily, orange mess. Urgh. Thank goodness my clothes weren't stained, since I was wearing a panty liner.

I had never experienced such a thing before. So of course, I Googled it up, prepared for the worse.

And I found the culprit: Escolar.

According to Wikipedia:

The escolar, Lepidocybium flavobrunneum, is a snake mackerel, the only species in the genus Lepidocybium. It is found in deep (200–885 m) tropical and temperate waters around the world.

It is also marketed as "butterfish".

The symptoms from eating it, also from Wikipedia:

The gastrointestinal symptoms, called "keriorrhoea", caused by these wax esters may include oily orange diarrhea, discharge, or leakage from the rectum that may smell of mineral oil. The discharge can stain clothing and occur without warning 30 minutes to 36 hours after consuming the fish. The oil may
pool in the rectum and cause frequent urges for bowel movements due to its
lubricant qualities and may be accidentally discharged by the passing of gas.
Symptoms may occur over a period of one or more days. Other symptoms may include stomach cramps, loose bowel movements, diarrhea, headaches, nausea, and vomiting.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out that my symptoms were the direct result of what I had for lunch. Fark. I am NEVER eating at Manhattan Fish Market ever again.

And I am not the only one, alright. Read this girl's blog, then check out her comments.

Can you spell: B-O-Y-C-O-T-T??

New Phone, Finally

This blog is kind of dead nowadays, isn't it?

Sorry la. Lately I haven't had time to update. And I know I promised Sweden photos, but there are just soo many photos, and blogger takes an eternity to upload them. In short... MALAS. There are some photos that I uploaded up on Facebook, so you can look at those instead.

In the meantime... just wanted to tell y'all that I finally have a new phone.

I'm sure some of you are familiar with this phone:

Yup. This is the phone that I'd been using since Form 5, my first phone. That was, what, 2004?? =___= I used this phone for a long time, up until 2008 in fact. It was a decent phone, though. It had infrared, at least.

And it was a real attention grabber, too. All I had to do was whip out my phone and announce that it was a Mitsubishi, and I would get this same reaction every time: "omg, I didn't know Mitsubishi made phones!" Every time. Without fail. lolz

But after a while, due to my legendary carelessness, it was covered in scratches and dents. I'm amazed the phone survived so long. In fact, I think the best thing about this phone was it's durability. I dropped it like a billion times (not on purpose, ok) from various heights and on various surfaces (including tar roads)... and it still works perfectly! *is amazed*

Then one day, (late 2007 or early 2008, I think) I followed my Mum when she was shopping for a new phone. And at the shop, I noticed this phone on display:

I pointed it out to my Mum. "Mum, see, so cute! It's pink!"

My Mum looked at it. "Yeah, it's cute!" she agreed enthusiastically. "And only RM400! Do you want it? I'll buy it for you!"

At that time, the only thing going through my head was, "Newphonethatdoesnotlooklikecrap, newCUTEphonethatdoesnotlooklikecrap, newcutePINKphonethatdoesnotlooklikecrap..." ... You get the idea.

So only after the purchase had been made, did Dad find out. First thing he said (being the typical practical male): "What about the specs?"

"Err. What about them?"

=___=

And hence, I got stuck with this phone, that does not even have infrared. It has a camera, but it's practically useless because you can't even say 1.0 Megapixel... what's lower than that, eh? Plus I couldn't transfer the photos out anywhere. And, oh yeah. Polyphonic ringtones, just like the Mitsubishi.

... I still think it was the prettiest phone I have ever seen, though. Never mind all those people who said that it looked like a toy phone, or that it looked kiddie, or that it was so PINK. Jealous, all of you. Jealous, I say.

But a couple of months ago... well, that's the thing about small phones, you see. You tend to forget they're in your jeans pocket, and then they take a tumble through the washing machine. Or maybe that's just me. ... Yep, it's just me. =____=

So it was back to using this phone:

... argh. I mean, it's still functional and all, but... omgwthsoburuk, what with all the dents and markings and scratches and all. Plus, it seems like everyone else is buying more and more canggih phones with their internship cash. I mean, I don't need anything so canggih as an iPhone 3G, or a HTC Touch-whatever... but it would be nice to have a phone that can play mp3 ringtones. I am so sick of polyphonics. Argh. I don't want an mp3 player, mind you. i already have my iPod Nano. Nope, I just want ringtones that don't sound retarded. Although it sounds like a lame reason to buy a new phone. haha.

Then I had some leftover money from the Sweden trip. Converted back to MYR, that was about RM500. Perfect!

And so I enlisted the help of my good friend Donovan, whose obsession is handphones, and tends to buy handphone magazines "just to look at the phones". In fact, I didn't know that there even were magazines about handphones until he bought one in front of me. =___=

I gave him my budget, and a few basic requirements... ok, I lie. I only told him that I wanted the mp3 ringtone. And maybe bluetooth would be nice, though I don't know how to use it.

And thus, he came out with a list of phones he thought I might like. There was one phone I immediately liked...

And, without any hesitation, I took my RM500, gave it to Dad, gave him the handphone model-number-thing (nampak sgt I know shit about handphones) and asked him to prettypleasegobuythephoneforme. Whaaaaat? I don't know how to buy phones, ok! I mean, I reckon it's the same as buying anything else, just plonk your money over the counter, take what you want and get out - but I dunno where to find the best prices and shit like that, ok?! >___>

Yesterday, I came home near midnight after a school batch reunion dinner-thing, and there the phone was, sitting grandly on the table, awaiting my return. Ok, I lie again. The phone was in its box, sitting in a plastic bag, hidden discreetly in a corner of the front closet where Mum wouldn't see it and make noise about miscellaneous plastic bags littering her house. =___=

I unwrapped the phone happily, feeling like Christmas had come earl... er, late. haha.

I loooooooooovvveeeee... I mean, look at it! That is clearly not a crap phone!!

And mp3 ringtones! And some features that I've never used or known of before, but I'll figure them out! yay!

... But since I was too tired out from the earlier batch outing-thing, I put the phone down, washed up, and went straight to bed... but not before I de-virginized my phone by taking its first-dialed-call-virginity (honour given to Hafez), first-sent-sms-virginity (honour given to Don), and first-received-call-virginity (honour given to Don also). So I actually slept quite late. ahahaha. XP

I am saving my phone's first-photo-taken-virginity for Hafez. The very first photo he took with his current phone when he first got it 3 years ago was of me (that very same one I am using as my blogger profile pic as I write this), and I want to return the same. =P

So I have to wait out the 2 weeks until I see him again. So even if some mad person rams my car in from bahind and drives off in a med frenzy, I will not use that first photo to take a picture of his license plate. lalalalala~

owh, and today Loy from work showed me how to use bluetooth. So he got the honour (or rather, some random mention in some silly girl's blog) of devirginizing my phone's first-received-bluetooth-file! lolz (omg I finally get to use bluetooth! *is fascinated*)

And, no, Nina and Don, I will not stop sampat-ing over my phone. You don't know what it's like to go through 5 consecutive years of using obsolete technology. It's like I've been using a black-and-white tv all of my life and then suddenly bought a flat-screen colour tv, ok?? (best analogy I could come up with, wth). So I shall sampat all I want! mwahahaha

I will continue raping... er, exploring my phone's functions when I get home. teehee.

By the way, somebody explain what 3G is, in a way that even a moron like me can understand, pretty please. >___>

We Get the Idea, They're All Big

"venti" (Italian) = "20" (English)

"grande" (Spanish) = "large" (English)

"tall" (English) = "tall" (English)

Congratulations, Starschmucks. You phail at three different languages.

(And, yes, I miss blogging. I didn't even realise how much I love it until I was separated from the Internet for a week. Oh interwebsthing I love youuuuu!!)

Ballerina Flats...

... Are pretty. So pretty. And they look comfy too. Flat, nice and snug.

Lies, all lies.

Ow ow ow ow ow.

And I know why they're called ballerina flats now. In addition to looking like those shoes ballerinas wear (sort of), they also hurt a little bit less (only a little, mind you) if I walk on tiptoe.

I thought flat shoes were supposed to be more comfortable than heels??

Lies and deception! My high heels are all way comfortable compared to this! Only flat shoes have ever given me hell!

... ... These ballerina flats really are pretty, though.

Ow ow ow ow owowowowowstopeatingmyFEET!!!

Happy New Year!!

It's 2009! wheee~

Here's to hoping that this year will be as awesome as the last one =D

New Year's Eve was fun, went for buffet at Mandarin Oriental at KLCC (food was awesome, my tummy looked 3 months preggers afterwards - 4 rounds for main courses and another 2 for desserts, haha). Then watched the fireworks at KLCC, as always. Real pretty, there were even heart-shaped fireworks, haha. My fav were the ones that looked like... sperm? I don't know how else to describe, but they really did look like sperm - only gold, and really pretty. hahaha

meh. I'm actually not in the mood to blog much today - lazyyyyyy.

I'm still waiting on the Stockholm photos. And the very few Amsterdam photos. haha. There are 700+ photos on my brother's camera alone, not even counting my dad's camera and my mum's camera yet. >__> It's going to take me a while~~~

I'll post some of them... soon, I hope? lolz