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
its been quite a whileprelims over just for the weekphysics, geog p1, science mcq and F&N leftthen its a itsy bitsy short break for me and my planners to prepare for the parteeh!=)oh anyways, ive been coming across lotsa stuff on mushy wushy love stuffsbe it novels that i read or dramas that i watchits so lovey dovey nowadaysnot only the good mushies stuffies but also the breaking ups and stuffsoh goshi feel so scared alreadyi mean the years coming to an enda year has almost pass cross me like a swiftit feels just like ytd that i was blogging my new years resolutioni'll do my best for o's and stuffs and then thats itit will then decide my fateits like stepping out into the worldB's gonna finish his n's and while waiting for *pray hard* results to sec5, he's gonna workbefore i know it he'll be out serving NSi dunnoit just creeps the freeps outta methere'll be plans for me to start part-timingi dunno if i can even surviveive been living a sheltered life for almost 16yrs its just so creepy to leave secondary life and step into something so diffwhat i know is that there's a bridge between teenHOOD and something more mature and i assure you, i'll be standing on that bridge for quite awhilelove creeps me too these daysthere's this feeling lurking within methis rather uneasy feelingwhich i dont know whati feel that being attached is goodsomeone to look after and just simply care bout youbut at the same time i feel TOO attachedi dunno what im mumbling anymoreits too complicatedB does wonders to keep me in loveditching him once has taught me lessons for a lifetimeits crazyi guess my hormones are crazy these days (mensies has skipped me for a month already)i cant seem to express my feelings that much*let out a HIGE sigh*oh holy crap!i love NOR AZAN FIRDAUS and thats it then.=)on a not so heavy note,
i'll have lotsa thingies to look forward to sweetest sixTEEN maybe?*beams*i'll have fun wit my dearies and closest to heart with a huge PINK cake*winks to evryone who's planning for a holiday in dec, please please please slot me somewhere in, pretty please?with lotsa crazy hormones within,
yours truly
p/s: i'd realleh like to know the identity of a certain someone who chat me up on chatango last week. oh please at least reveal who you are. there's no point hiding. i wont bite.au revoir bitch.
6:34 PM;
go on, gimme some♥