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Don't Fall In Love With Me

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Bro da pesan, kita member-member kamcing jer.  Bro da pesan like "Oi, don't fall love with me".
Eh, bley plak virtual-stalk aku ye.
Isn't this stalking activities are done by secret lovers or admirers je?
I'm so tall-fat-annoying; how come u decided to stalk me? *AM LOOKING AT YOU*
Girl, got something to confess ke?
"Heyyyy, I found your blog."
Erm.
Excuse me?
Crap, now I have to update this blog and dedicated this post to you.  Why this blog existed and crap.
Years ago, I was an inspiring writer, dedicating my time posting online stuff, envisioning myself to write my own cookbooks in the future. This is like, back in 2010 and 2011, I was doing my diploma when this blog existed and the longer I studied, I loses my shit even more and this blog eventually become the last priority. Girl, not even in my priority list. Deep in the center-of-the-earth-deep.
Anyways, back then I was like, thinking to let the time do its part. Lets just keep the blog around, p…

White Noise

Recap: It was like 4.50am in the morning, and I'm having a very hard time to sleep. If there's a book of 1001 position of sleep, I definitely sure that I've might tried 1002. Still wide awake.
I always sleep with my shirt off, and short pants (cause this is Malaysia, you know how the weather is). The stand fan is always on 2 or 3 because cold air makes me sleep faster. But this was not the case. I was still awake. At first, I thought like, "Mehhh, gonna fall asleep soon", but when it last more than two hours, my mind is getting fucked up, because damn I was sleepy, but my body refuses to shut down.
So, I reach out for my phone and turn this app I downloaded from PlayStore like 4,5 months ago. It's call White Noise Lite. Okay, I don't really know how to explain white noise, but I'll try my best. EXCLAIMER; this definition is from my own word, it's not really the real definition.
So, white noise is somewhat sounds that you often hear when everythin…

To Swallow or Not To Swallow

I do not know why I have issues with food and drinks. I do want to believe that there are other people in the world just like me.
The thing is, I love eating and drinking (the act, not the getting drunk kind of drinking)... but, I love eating the SAMEEEEEEEEEE thing, and I do not like so many other food and drinks. 
Gini.
Eating out, always mean a tea o ais for me. No other drinks would cross my mind but these heart-melting tea o ais. Why? I do not know why. Probably because I see it the as the most common drink in my life. Growing  up, mummy always make tea. For evening drinks, or picnic, or sesi makan jepput, or right after some heavy house work, there it is, tea; hot, warm or cold. Another drink that I love to consume is Sunquick, but apparently there so little to none restaurant in Shah Alam offer Sunquick. So I'm quite bummed about that.
My momma, she sometimes makes coffee, but honestly, it's too bitter for me and it's always bitter no matter how much sugar or cream…

Being Tall

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Being a tall person, I always have some advantages than the shorter ones. Like, I can look around easily, have nothing blocking my view. I can hide, put or take things at higher places, I can be a model (hehe) and so on. I think it's cool and I am so lucky to be a tall person.

However, sometimes being too tall give so much troubles and disadvantages. Thanks to 9GAG post today, it now expose to many people out there that being tall isn't always fabulous. I mean, just look at these pics I took from 9GAG.


























I'm An Alien.

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Superbowl the other day, or Ellen Degeneres would say it as "Beyonce's Concert" for non-footballers fans. There was this commercial, a Calvin Klein commercial, debuting their new concept for men's underwear. So, the rating during the Superbowl games is peaking high, so good job CK to put commercial on such a prime time, bet they paid a lot.
Anyway, seeing the commercial... Hrm. I can honestly say, I feel like the most ugly person in the world. The dude in the commercial, he's a robot or something, with his hair pulled back in what ever the hell grease or oil or gel they use to stick his hair with; he looks like a freaking electronic machine, like a perfect specimen of a male human being, I've ever seen in my whole life.
This dude, is so perfect, with his ripped body and muscles, with that annoying "I'm so cool for doing CK" eyes, and I feel like, well, I am alien. I look nothing like him. And the model is younger than me. He's a kid. If he …

Double Celebration!

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Today is my mum's birthday.
The woman who hold the name Zainun binti Yusof, were born in Kampung Dura, Hulu Terengganu on the 10th February of 1958 (Monday).
55 years later, happens to be a great daughter, a great wife, a great mother and a great role model to her four kids. My father who hold the heart of my mum is indeed, a lucky man.
I love you, Mok!


So last night, at midnight was awesome! My parents are in their bedroom, having some pillowtalk before sleeping, while me and my sisters were sneaking at the kitchen, setting the cake and thinking how to get my mum out of the room.
So my sister go get my mum, and she doesn't even have a clue of what is happening. Then we showed her the cake and we all burst into laughter! Haha. Good one! My mum don't even remember it's her birthday so it's awesome, her reaction is genuine.
Hopefully, she will have a great year ahead, a great health, and great time. :)
Also, it's Chinese New Year as well, and I sincerely also wa…

See Me Inside.

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A friend asked me the other day. What's "seemoinside"? Why I use that word to name my blog, and what does it mean?
Great question. I haven't thought to explain this before, and now that someone finally ask, I can explain it and another post for this blog.
So the first word; SEE


The word "see" clearly means to look into something or at something. It's the vision that I see and experience and I translate it to my writing and I hope to share my vision to as many people as I can. Some people can relate to my story, but some can't and some might disagree, have negative thoughts of me, and that's the risk I am willing to take by putting myself in this blog. 
Moving on to the second word; MOI
"Moi" is a french word, which basically means "ME". This blog is mine, and the writings is by me and all the things I wrote here is what I experience and how I adapt and think of every thing that go revolves around my world. That's a lot o…