Summer 2k17

I’ve always waited for inspiration to kick in before I start writing. BUT BLANK. My mind has been blank. Thus, no update since the last post in April. IT’S JUNE ALINA. But I’ve been meaning to write about my few final days before the summer holidays. So here is the post, that will commemorate my Summer 2k17

 

To start off, it’s difficult being friends with international students. Once it’s summer, they’re all gone. Each and everyone boarding on a different plane going back to places they each call home. Be it Singapore, Brunei, Sri Lanka, Dubai or even Jordan. Spread across the world, all we had was our shared final night in Nottingham. It was my final night at the place where I spent the first few weeks crying and struggling to find comfort in a home away from home, only to find myself surprisingly… dreading to leave.

 

It’s surprising what a foreign place can turn into when you put the right people in it. A room is only a room, but with the right people it’s a home. I discovered my love for my first year of degree reaching it’s peak during the final weeks of exams season. This is where we bond most I guess, while everyone face their own struggles. We tend to depend on each other more for emotional support. The Core Crew (lame I know), but we literally spent everyday with each other – breakfast, lunch, dinner. With piles of books, and empty packets of snacks on the table. Sharing movies in-between revision breaks with 12am quizzes, and 2am naps. Stress was instantaneously paired with laughter.

 

 

Other than my friends, I did fall in love with the place too. I found comfort in Nasi Kukus in front of Tesco, RM4 uber rides to McDonalds, RK Fatima Roti Telur for 3pm breakfast and all-day fluffy Pancakes at Breakfast Club. Although, I hated how far away UNMC was from the city, and I’m sure I’ve mentioned this numerous of times previously. But being in the middle of nowhere do have its perks. One major one as the visible starry sky. The stars that would accompany me during my pitch black walk back to my room from the Core, made me want to study longer into the night. Because the later the night, the darker the sky – hence, more stars. It would scatter all around, and sometimes cluster at one side. At the UNMC bridge, I would stand there for hours feeling so small comparing myself to the universe.

 

 

 

On my last night in UNMC, we did exactly that. But rather than standing on the bridge, we sat at the rooftop. Lied on the metallic roof, with the sounds of sniffling mice and stepping into the unseen puddles on the floor. We stayed there for the whole night. Only left to eat right before dawn. We lied flat on the roof, and tilted our head up to look above and noticed how infinite the universe is – realising the sphere shape of the world. Contemplating the existence of other creatures of God and how lonely it would be if we were the only living thing in the entire universe. Whenever, a bird would fly across we would be startled and, if we were quiet enough we could hear every plane that flew above us.

 

 

 
However, it was Aimin’s Penis shaped constellation, Izran’s philosophy class and Mali’s laughter echoing across the night – that made it an incomparable night. The comfortable silence, of nothing but our heavy breathing accompanied with Coldplay’s music. I also finally found the sole purpose of it, it’s to be played for moments like this. To feel nostalgic for something that hasn’t passed yet, but we know will. We were harmonising to Yellow, and whispered all together “I want something just like this.”   And in that moment, while we stared into “forever” and celebrated each shooting star we didn’t miss – I felt both immortal and mortal all at once.

If 2016 was a movie 


(The quote I’m living my 2017 by)

This is probably the time for me to reminisce memories made during 2016, and make new years goal for 2017 right?

IF 2016 WAS A MOVIE…
It’ll flash to the moment where..

  1. I finished A Levels and got my results
  2. Got Accepted into amazing uni’s but rejected (this should be the downfall/big mistake part of the movie -self conflict)

MONTAGE – Gap Year Activity

  1. Going to Australia alone
  2. Working at CLEO
  3. Lying in bed watching nothing but Sex and The City for MONTHS AND MONTHS routing and crying over Carrie and Big’s love
  4. Using my allowance for nothing else but eat good food and shopping.
  5. Revamping my style/closet
  6. Redecorated my room – painted/bought new furnitures
  7. Brought Ninnah around Malaysia
  8. Started on the 70s Show, New Girl, Elementary, This is Us, Empire.

RESOLUTION

  1. Went into University of Nottingham
  2. Moved out of home
  3. DIE trying to figure out how to cope with uni
  4. DIE trying to figure out how to live alone
  5. Plagiarism phobia

*Zooms out video of Amirul making me laugh in the car with loud music and wind in my hair* 

END 2016 MOVIE 


BEGIN 2017. 

2017 goals ? Nothing. I’m not setting any new year’s resolution this year. I did fulfill last year’s new year resolution though. I did give more last year and was definitely more generous – i think I’ll keep it as an everyday thing now. Not just for 2016. 

Bid farewell to 2016.


 

 

 

 

Why I take so long to clean up

With all this room ‘adulting’, I also had to declutter. I’ve been decluttering a lot this year, I gave away half my closet and I also gave/sold all my toys away. Because in my head, the more old things I get rid off, the more space I make for new things which equals to… MORE SHOPPING!
Today I was going through all the clutter in my closet. And I found these little gems. There’s something about presents, cards, and old memory boxes that I can’t throw away or declutter.


It was some sort of guestbook I had where I pasted everyone’s birthday cards. I’m glad I did this, I even wrote everyone’s names. It’s so much better than keeping the cards one by one all messy.


Even a lost card, was stuck in the pile. It’s Debbie’s card for me when we were 15 ❤️ and I found the scrapbook she made for my 16th. I honestly love presents like these. It makes me cry, I’m gonna keep it till I’m grey and I go “Debbie who?”

I’m so happy we’re still each other’s best friends and have our yearly traditions.

Alia made me a scrap book too.





With all the birthday messages and all. It was sweet. Really, I cherish these gifts.

And this one *points downwards* was from Julian. He got it for my 15th birthday. It’s one of the sweetest present I’ve ever gotten. HELLO. I GOT A STAR NAMED AFTER ME ?! Some Walk to Remember shit right there. The star was coordinated to be right above my house on the week of my birthday or something like that. (Alina “twinkle” Nazri was my name on Facebook when I was 13 or something.) It was the cool thing to do then ok. Even in Sri Utama there were two Alina’s and I’m known as “Alina Twinkle” HAHAHHAHA I know how ridiculous that sounds now. Don’t judge me! *Hides under blanket*

Now let’s throw it waaaaaaay back.  With a picture of me during my school days. During film photography days – BI (before iPhone)


That was my primary school. Year 6, our final days before “the real world” (secondary school). I still have some of these people on Instagram which I find amazing.


These pictures above, are pictures from my school trip to Isle of Wight. Where I did all these outdoor things and so called “camped” (in a room with 4 bunk beds) HAHAH. My sister laughed at me comparing her camping trip in Malaysia, where she stayed in the woods with no lights and people get possessed…

These are the best memories of my life, compiled in albums as they sit in dusty boxes way up in my closet. I’m glad I kept them. Most of these pictures I didn’t even remember till I came across them again. They are proof of my experiences and also proof of the love I receive from my friends. I mean c’mon, you can’t make a whole scrapbook for someone if you didn’t love them right?? I’m glad most of these people are still in my life today.

xx
Alina