Hello, Pretty Strangers.
I'm learning on how to change the world, by changing diapers first.
I'm an only child with four sisters and a brother.
No. Wait. Make that five sisters. I was told to choose one more, anyone in the world and I chose her.
I was spoilt as a child and is still trying to grow up.
But there are "evil" people in the world who makes pretty things and I can't seem to stop myself.
Especially colourful undies.
&bags.
&trinkets.
&bags.
&bags.
Still trying, though.
I love to eat but I don't hate the treadmill.
I'm just plain lazy.
Lazy.
& fickle.
I like to pop by SB-TH and give my Bubbles & Buttercup chocolates.
Then, I'll spend all my money buying a Venti & just waste my time away.
Perfeckt.
My issues with hair is never-ending.
I love bimbo books, with pretty covers.
Aisyah Sufiyah is my favourite-est-est girl.
My friends call my continous, multiple, self-shots; narcissism.
I prefer to say its capturing memories.
I never had the bestest group of friends like I have now.
When I'm not happy, I talk to God in English.
& He listens.
The rest of the time, I'm pretty much happy.
So, in short;
My life's very much blessed.
"The name's Umairah but you can call me Meyaa"
8teen
zero7December8nine
Mommeh's only&favourite mess
"I just do it with Love"
Border's spree
Topshop/Dorothy Perkin spree
Salvatore Ferragamo's Varina Patent Bow flats
hellllloooo loversso honeys safely over at seremban and gonna be back on sundayhere i am with F&N cooking for part B tml and still on the netyearpp yearppwent to NTUC wit mommm just nowthen we passed by my god/foster mum's hse at bishan and momm asked me "do you rmb this place??" and i was like "thats like asking what my name is??? of course i'll rmb the place i grew up in all my life..."then i had this rush of reminiscencethose times when its just me, hisyam and fadhil whom my god-mum took care of together wit me...those times were and are and will always be my fondest memoriesi realised that childhood leaves the greatest impact on a person's upbringing. mebbe thats what attracts me to early childhood.to me it's like a part of the temporary memory that will always be permament. yeah it sounds tacky but its true.the sad thing is, me, syam and fadhil rarely have the chance to meet up and relive those memories due to certain circumstancesbut as always when we gather together or when syam's famm ask me out, i never fail to just take a moment and smile and realise that somehow, im happy.they might not know this and they will never read this but deep inside, they make up a part of me; whether is it past, present or future. and we're not even related by blood. somehow, God just let us cross each other's path and then make us a WHOLE, as ONE. when i have the reveries of the carefree childhood times, i feel that it's something that's so valuable, it's priceless; much more flawless than anything. it makes up a LIFE.its sad without them to crap, joke, play wimme after 8yrs of all these. we're seperated cuz our famm's all moving and we're into the next stage of life. after that, i learnt to realise how to work my life being an only child.i learnt slowly that ive to be independent cuz at the end of the day ive only 2 beautiful souls thats gonna be there; and not forever.i traced my steps slowly and along the way i learn from mistakes.ive always got i wanted.yes, ive learnt how to wait for what i want. i appreciate things more now.i learn to not panic over small simple problems and handle the much more complicated obstacles LIFE's awaiting.ive never felt losing something so important in my LIFE cuz i try my best to hold on tight to evrything. as i always say, friends have always come and go.sometimes i think my LIFE's just a "stopover" for them to release some stuffs, do some shopping, take a pee and then carry on their OWN journey without me.come to think bout, it's sad but i now know that how much i wait patiently this is THEIR life and ive no say at ALL. its up to them to do whatever they want with it. ive no rights to interfere but to all my friends that ive made in this 16years of my life, i dont mind being treated as a "stopover" cuz in the end, a stopover is what a plane needs to re-fuel itself to continue with the journey and that is what i'll be. i'll be sitting and waiting to keep anyone going even if it means i cant move on. and even if i have to, i'll be there mentally if not physically. 4 years is nearly coming to an end and im glad ive got to know evry single character in a person that has somehow stepped into my life. whoever you are, i'll always be the person you know and let me say this once again,when it's time i leave,i'll never turn backplease do rmb the face even if you cant rmb the nameso long people=)that was then,

this is now,


and this is dedicated to all,
remember the moment of changeis it all straight ahead or behind you?well maybe if you look aroundyou'll see everything's perfectly clearpicture it all in your mindremember where we are nowopen your eyes& take it all inremember where we are nowthis is where your life beginsyou feel like you're lost in the crowdwatching life go on without youwell baby it's your turn to shineeverything's starting right heredon't leave this moment behindremember where we are nowopen your eyes& take it all inremember where we are nowthis is where your life beginsdon't look awayit's the life that you choose now believe itthere'll come a daywhen you look up and see how good you are with meremember where we are nowopen your eyes& take it all inremember where we are nowthis is where your life begins
11:17 PM;
go on, gimme some♥