You Make My Dreams Dance In The Dark, So Please Stay Here.

Assalamualaikum,

Just wanted to share the three songs that have been on repeat on every single music playing device I own for the past few days. Yes, I'm THAT bored. Give all three a listen.

Oh girl I don't know all the reasons why,
I found the answer looking in your eye,
I go out walking all day long,
Take away this lonely man soon he will be gone.

Press play :)

Day 10.

Assalamualaikum, 

It's been 10 days since Ramadhan started, well it's the 10th day of fasting here in Egypt at least, since we started a day earlier than most of the world. I'll be fasting an extra day this year (31 days) since I'll be going back to Malaysia in a week and since they started a day later than here, they'll end it a day later as well.

Personally, for this year's first 9 days Ramadhan I've been very off, lethargic and unproductive. Compared to last year, I've hardly gotten anything going. This is of course from the 'ibadah and 'amal point of views. I'm too lazy to explain in detail. Lets just settle with I'm not happy with how I've been spending my time these past few days. Hopefully the rest of the month (starting today) won't be so dire and dull.
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I've started with work outs and guitar again.

I haven't continued reading Orhan Pamuk's My Name is Red yet.


That's all.
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I was reminded of the smell of a real hospital this week. The smell of sterilizing agents and medicine circulating in air conditioned rooms and hallways. The story was; I went to the ER to accompany a friend who's been having chronic stomach problems. Also the first visit in quite a while for non-academic purposes.
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I honestly need new things to do in my life. I've had to force myself to jump out of bed and search for, or think of things to do far too many times recently. Something interesting or something that can get me going for more than 20 minutes. I lose interest in too many things after 20 minutes of doing it; movies, books, games. Only music can keep my interest as long as the lyrics doesn't start touching any sensitive subjects.
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And while we're on the subject of music, the current artist I'm dipping my toes into are She & Him, who has Zooey Deschanel on lead vocals. They're good, but in an alternative, pop & folky kind of way.

And speaking of Zooey Deschanel, I've been having a marathon (a very slow moving and ending one) of her movies. I have a system of how I chose to watch the movies I do but I'll explain that in another post (hopefully).


In every movie she's been in, she's been cast as a Manic Pixie Dream Girl, aka indie girls with bangs and commitment issues that eventually allow their leading men to realize their real-life dreams. EVERY SINGLE MOVIE! Okay, maybe not so much a MPDG in 'Our Idiot Brother' but from 'Hitchhikers Guide' all the way till '500 Days of Summer'(which I think is a movie dedication to her MPDG) as well as her current New Girl series, she's this childlike, awkward, clumsy, goofy girl who just hasn't got a grip on real life but still manages to look adorable while at it. 


I'm really quite off with my words so I'll just let this article explain (Also, I'm feeling lazy).

Why don't you sit right down and stay a while?

We like the same things and I like your style,

It's not a secret, why do you keep it?

I'm just sitting on the shelf.

Bored again :/

Freedom.

FREEEEEEEDDDOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!

What a way to live,

Back of your class,

The end of the line,

You're always last.

HO YEEAAAAAAAHH!!!!

No Pictures, Please.

Assalamualaikum,


Something recently came to my attention when a good friend of mine pointed it out. Somehow, I look very "Indian" in most photographs that I am in. So let me just clear the air and say that I have no Indian blood nor are there any Indians in my family tree (as far as I know).

I dislike being photographed because I'll never look good in any of them. Shots intended for me will always end up badly. And the occasional shot with me in the background will end up looking good, but yeah, I'm just in the background.


I just have rotten luck when it comes being photographed.

And the rangers stream out of their cabins,

They are the hunters,

We are the rabbits,

Maybe we don't want to be found,

Maybe we don't want to be found.

Penat, but need to study.

Things Have Changed

Assalamualaikum,


Things HAVE changed. What I'm specifically talking about is how a lot of people have stopped writing. Apart from the usual 3 people who still do, most of the bloggers who posted at least twice a week aren't at it anymore. I know for a fact that a few have stopped all together, while a few others moved to tumblr (for the fact that it's easier and simpler. All you have to do is post pictures, I think.)


It's sad that back in my first and second years here, I'd at least have a few blogs to read to pass my time. Nowadays, even one post it hard to come by.

Y U NO WRITE ANYMORE!?!?

As for me, I'm only starting to write again. I've been told by my mum to write at least once a week. She actually wants me to write a journal and maybe make a story out of it. Make a life documentary of a Malaysian student living in Egypt, something "Ketika Cinta Bertasbih"-esque. And when I'm done studying in Egypt, I'll look back at it and realize how much I'll miss that life. I think it's because she's experienced living life as a student overseas, having studied and lived in the States for a good 5 years but never got to writing about it as it was happening.

I don't know if any of this will ever be worth of being compiled in a book. Heck, I don't even plan on it. All I do is write like a 14 year old who's not content with life and rants nonsensically and at random about anything and everything he can get his thoughts on.

Damn it, writing about thoughts again. Must stop!

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Okay then, last week. Had exams, ate a whole bunch of food.

Malaysian PB!

God damn, Munya, god damn.

Loser makan salad

FuddRuckers

Pizza Queen/King?

Watched Spiderman the reboot which was good in my honest opinion. They actually stuck to Spiderman's actual abilities in the comics where he fought with agility and used his webbings mostly instead of fist fights in the Toby Maguire trilogy. And also the quick, witty talking also stuck to the comics. And Emma Stone was hot. (Syrrul, bukan you, ok, bukan you)

The Amazing Emma Stone

And in other news, Egypt is in political dipshit. The Constitutional Court Judges a month ago announced the recent Parliamentary elections were unconstitutional and declared 1/3 of the results void, to which the Egyptians got pissed at and started protesting in Tahrir. That declaration was then overturned by President Morsy when he declared it was valid, to which the Court then overturned when they declared that President Morsy's declaration to be void, which pissed the Egyptians off, again, and they went to protesting in Tahrir, again. You get me?

This dude is back!

On a side note, my living room smells like something died there, a few weeks ago. I've searched high and low but can't find jack. It's annoying. That is all. 

A night in my mind,

I've got a plan,

I'm gonna find out just how boring I am,

And have a good time.

Solat, tido.

New Look

Assalamualaikum

I got bored with the old design, so I decided to change it. New blog title from Sherwood's song, which brings me back to my high school years. It's sad that they've disbanded though.

And just that I can pen these words tonight,

 Is proof enough for me,

That there is more than meets the eye. 

And this is my simple lullaby,

And to try and put to rest any loneliness inside.

Restarting everything. 

Home.

Assalamualaikum,

Home is where the heart is. But what if my heart feels no attachment to any particular place? What if I don't feel at home in Malaysia, I don't feel at home in Egypt.

I dread being anywhere at all at the moment. I dread having to think, having to be awake.

Everything is just a big mess right now.

Serenity is out of my grasp. I'm emotionally empty and spiritually void and I don't know how long this will go on. The thought of failure is embedded deep in my brain and I can't get it out. Too many thoughts, worrisome thoughts, in my head.

Home is where Allah decides for me to be. Where He will give me peace. Hopefully I'll find that place soon and get my life in order. Or truly get my life in order and He will lead me there. InsyaAllah.

Because they say home is where your heart is set in stone, 

Is where you go when you’re alone, 

Is where you go to rest your bones, 

It’s not just where you lay your head, 

It's not just where you make your bed.

Study la lanat.