InfiniTEA

Dug around in my folders and found these pictures.

 

I don’t know why I never got around posting them up…. well that’s coz you’ve been MIA for so long you lazy ass

Do I eat 2 different types of pastries or do I stuff myself with a heavy lunch?

Pastries it is!

 

An act I couldn’t care less doing in India but it’s a big NO if I happened to be back in Malaysia.

Being vain isn’t a pretty sight.

 

Lounging around and killing time before meeting up with the rest at Infinitea.

 

Arrived early at Infinitea and decided to have dinner at the restaurant next door.

 

Beef patty steak for dinner which was quite nice, surprisingly.

Miu miu (that’s my new nickname for her btw. I’m creative like that) decided to go light and ordered naan with butter chicken.

 

The rest arrived and it’s tea time!!

As in, it’s time for some tea, not tea time tea time geddit?

 

Kakak Sha, meow~

 

 

This molten choc cake is divine!!!

 

 

The reason I was clinging to the book was because I just bought it and I wanted to read it ASAP.

Each second is too valuable to waste when it comes to reading (this strictly applies to novels only).

 

Forgot the name of the tea but it’s cool coz you could see the flower blooming!

 

We looked as if we were talking about intelligent stuff here.

Which isn’t always the case.

 

 

 

 

This is how we do it here; we multitask all the time.

Like seriously.

 

 

She wasn’t even posted in the Psychiatry department at the time. She bought it because it seemed interesting, she said  =____=”

 

See see. Got pictures and all.

 

Tea leaves for sale.

 

 

 

TROLL

I have no idea how this woman puts up with me all these years.

 

 

And as always, a photo of us girls.

Photo by Nabil. Whenever he’s around, you’re guaranteed fab pics. So it’s ok if he tags along haha!

If only money grows on trees!

I’d just spend RM 640 on……

 

Well, I wish I could say I’d spend it on a fabulous pair of heels, but much disappointingly, I didn’t

 

That was the fee for changing my flight tickets home.

 

 

I bought the tickets about a week ago to go home on the 4th of Jan (yes, that’s a week from now). I never bunked classes just so I could go home. I didn’t even go home during the holidays when I should. I’m not so much of a home person so when I decided to go back,  my parents mellowed down and gave me the green light.

 

 

Get that. I’m 22 years old (going on 23) and I still need my parents’ permission to skip classes!

Nevermind that my batchmates are doing it on a regular basis. Balik Malaysia macam balik kampung.

 

 

Then the day after I’ve bought the tickets the uni changed the schedule (yet again) and my parents adamantly refused to let me bunk classes!!

 

Even if it cost them RM 640. Pwoarghhhhh the things I could buy with that money!!!!

I hyperventilated for about 10 minutes before coming to term with it. Whatever la janji dah tukar tiket to April. The things you do for your parents *sighs*

 

 

 

P.S: Whatever happened to the girl who couldn’t care less about spending her parents’ money??? I need her back ASAP!

P.P.S: I’m sick of apologising for going on hiatus now and then so from now on, I’ll blog whenever I’ll blog.

Down with a thud

Just as I was about to pat myself on the back for writing regularly, I’d sink back into oblivion.

 

Ah well.

 

I would say I’m quite proud of my immune system, alhamdulillah. I rarely get sick even with my habits of sampling street food (and this is India) and my frequent inability to wash my hands before eating- which is gross, I know. But someone needs to get my immunity into working, no?

 

The other day when my mum called,

MUM: What’re you doing?

NISA: I’m munching.

MUM: You didn’t wash your hands before that, did you?

 

Cheesecake.

 

But somewhere above God must be saying,

“Uh-oh this year’s almost up and her sick quota isn’t up yet! Right, give her a sprinkle of cough, add in some flu, tone down on the fever though…but go all out on the sore throat. Perfect, that should do it.”

 

T____T

 

Which is why I was really really grumpy today. I kept biting people’s heads off  which isn’t very nice even I say so myself.

 

Arghhh I’m still so pissed off now!!! I thought a whole day of thrashing around like a drunken monster was enough, but probably not. Might as well let all the steam out.

 

Or maybe I should just cracked my head further by starting on the surgery logbook.

 

I’m so nice I’m giving you a retarded picture of mine to laugh at,

 

And those aren’t my shades, hence the yakuza look kthxbye.