--A drop in the ocean--

This is a song i stumbled upon while looking for another video of my current infatuation (blushing..!) on utube..
I think it's a beautiful song with a very good vocal..
I never knew about this singer/songwriter/composer
But, he is very good...Awesome.!!
So, take a listen..feel the song..
Oh, yeah..the lyrics is provided here so u guys could actually understand what the song is about

A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But i'm holding you closer than most,
Cause you are my heaven.

I dont wanna waste the weekend
If you dont love me, pretend a few more hours, then its time to go
As my train rolls down the east coast I wonder how you keep warm
Its too late to cry
To broken to move on
And still i cant let you be
Most nights i hardly sleep
Don't take what you dont need from me

Its just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But i'm holding you closer than most,
Cause you are my heaven.

Misplaced trust and old friends
Never counting regrets
But a grace of god i do not rest at all
In new England as the leaves change
The last excuse ill claim, i was a boy who loved a women like a little girl
And still i cant let you be
Most nights i hardly sleep
Dont take what you dont need from me

Its just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But i'm holding you closer than most,
Cause you are my,

Heaven doesnt seem far away anymore no no
Heaven doesnt seem far away
Heaven doesnt seem far away anymore no no
Heaven doesnt seem far away

A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert
But i'm holding you closer than most,
Cause you are my heaven.

You are my heaven

--Good times--

Huaaahahahahha....Starting with a laugh..!!
Creepy..hehe..
Yesterday, was like any other first day of the week but with a lovely yet fun ending. Okay, it was not at the end of the day, more like towards the third quarter of the day.
Me, Nikki, Niko, and Rina went to Secret Recipe to meet En Shamsul for his post birthday party.Hehe..(His birthday was on the 18th of Feb). The plan was to meet there at 5.30, but it dragged on to 6.30 (Malaysians..Haish!)..So, we got there and saw En Shamsul (the birthday boy) waiting while typing on his laptop. Huhu, we were late. SO was he. But, niki n niko were the last ones to arrive (10 minutes after me and Rina arrived).
Then, it was ordering time. Boy, these people definitely ordered FOOD..Hehe..I got myself a plate of spaghetti with meatballs (YUMMY !!!) and a slice of chocolate indulgence with iced white chocolate coffee..There rest of the gang ordered chicken except for En Shamsul who ordered seafood pasta which looked rather nice. Nikki ordered a slice of chocolate banana which according to En Shamsul is a traditional pick by nikki (Banana and cake---Get it?)..We didn't care much since all the food tasted so good. Lovely evening.
Oh yeah, We got En shamsul a nice dark blue / black T-shirt which we bought at Nicole's. It was a cool t-shirt. He accepted it sheepishly. I'm guessing he never really had too much presents given to him previously. But, we were happy to see the look on his face when he got it. Fooh..!!
We had a pretty hard time selecting the best one that would suit his taste and style. Does he have a style (kidding..!!) hehehehe...
For me, i had a great time eating and chatting with friends. Did I mention, a day earlier I went to eat at Manhattan Fish Market with my housemate. Wow, it has been a weekend of bondings..Hehehe..

Tag from Belle

It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag ten people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real - nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name : Nadia Binti Che Idris

2. A four Letter Word : Nice

3. A boy's Name : Norman

4. A girl's Name : Nadine

5. An occupation : Newscaster

6. A color : Neon

7. Something you'll wear : Necklace

9. A food : Noodles

10. Something found in the bathroom : Nail clipper

11. A place : Narathiwat

12. A reason for being late : Napping

13. Something you'd shout : Ngoksss..!!

14. A movie title : Narnia

15. Something you drink : Neslo

16. A musical group : New Boyz..(muahhahahaha)

17. An animal : Naga

18. A street name : Nik Ahmed Kamil (UKM)

19. A type of car : Neo

20. The title of a song : Now or never

The singing competition

Some time ago, I was in my teen years. Well, not exactly teen. I was still a kid. I was 11 years old if I can remember correctly (getting older has its weakness in the memory department). It was primary school and I was in standard 5. School was fun and filled with activities. I was one of those kids who teachers would push in front of the others to participate in all those activities. Any activities which involve speaking in front of a large crowd would involve me (like automatically). Story telling both in english and BM (they tried making me tell a story in arabic once-->didn't go quite so well), public speaking (or elocution, they used to call it?), and debating (this part flourished more in secondary school). You guys can imagine how the teachers actually pick one student out of the lot to represent the class. Actually, there were a lot of talented kids in my class. My class was one of the top classes in our batch. The teachers usually sent more than one class representatives for any competition which our class would usually bag all the top spots (number 1,2,3). Hehe, not to brag, but I was among the top students of every field in school. We covered the talented part. Well, the nerd or the brainy ones were in our class too. Not to mention the ones with the magic hands (artsy people) were also in our class. Somehow, It would be weird if there was one thing our class didn't have which was none. Hehehehee....

Anyhow, of all the competitions I participated in, there was one in particular that I remember most. The singing competition. Yeah, I know. Those people who know me now would go berserk reading this. I don't sing. But, somehow back in primary school the teachers said I could sing. Well, my music teacher overheard me singing a song by Ning Baizura (I can't remember the title) during choir practice and she said "You are going to be a singer one day". I was embarrassed of course! I didn't think anybody could hear me because I was obviously just singing to myself. Hehe..So, there was a singing competition coming up. Actually it was a talent show at our school. There was a category for acting, one for singing, one for dancing, and one for fashion show. Huhu, one of my friends wanted to be in the competition so badly but was afraid to do it alone. SO, me the good friend said "ok, lets form a group then".

It wasn't hard to find another girl with the same vision (too afraid to do it alone too) in a short time. There were three of us. We called our selves 'D Girls'. Don't ask me what the D stand for. We were 11 for God's sake! We thought that that name would sound cool. We practiced and practiced. Everyday. Seriously, Everyday after school. We had our dance routines, our melody figured out, and the gimic of course. GImic was big during my days as a kid. Hehe..

So, the day of the competition came. We sang and danced and did our gimic. It was awesome. We felt good about our performance. The crowd loved it (with the gimic, how couldn't they?). They gave us a big applause and cheered for more. We thought we got in our bags already. If we didn't get first place, surely second place wouldn't go to someone more deserving than us. So, we thought. hurm..We were wrong.

We didn't win at all. Not even third place. Weird. We did everything right. We sang, we danced and there was the gimic. Everybody loved the gimic. How could we not win? There must be some kind of mistake we thought. The people who won didn't have any gimic engineered during their performances. Well, we saw our music teacher later that day. She said, it was a singing competition not a dance or gimic competition. So, the person who sang the best, won. Haish, so much for being in the class that had all the talent the school could find. Well, that day we knew we didn't have one who could sing. (n_n)

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Relocating/FRIM/Research

It's 11.14 am now..Just got back in my room after talking for about 5 minutes with my supervisor and a FRIM Research Officer. So..Good News (really?) haish...I got to join the FRIM team for my research project. Aiyak,....I kinda was hoping for that..Now, I wish for something else... Well, Being accepted in the project means having have to be in FRIM which by the way is all the way in Kepong (I live in Bangi-->5 mins to UKM)..Now Kepong is like a good 45 mins drive from Bangi and I don't have a car...haiyak..!! Alhamdulilah..But, does this mean I have to relocate (meaning move my things and my whole life here?) my address? Aiyak...Damn, I keep saying that a lot..

Well, i'm sure there's a good way around this. I just have to keep a positive mind and be strong. I am a fighter. Having to relocate shouldn't scare me at all...Now, I just have to make a list of things to do before moving and things to have before moving. Aiyak..And I have just enrolled in that 'program' here in Bangi. Haish...So much for being smart ..Ya Allah, please help your humble servant through this glorious/confusing time...Amin..

-hoLiDaYs-

Haven't been able to write anything or something meningful (meningful, yeah rite..!) for I was away..As in not available, not around, not present to post any (meaningful) blogs..hehehe..

2 weeks back I went home for the holiday (CNY). Stayed home for almost a week. Didn't do much at home except lazed around, watched tv (i don't really get good tv action here), ate mom's great food, spent hours talking to my parents, played with my nephew and niece, attended an old friend's CNY open house, went to a family get together at my gran's house and oh, my mom made steamboat during my last day at home----> FANTASTIC !!!

wOW, i I actully did quite a number of socializings besides being totally unproductive the whole time I was home. heheh...

Hurm..I wanted this post to be different in a way that it would sound meaningful so that when u guys read it, you would actually get something out of it. Now, I'm not so sure. Okay..

I love holidays. Really do. Not because I get to laze around, watch tv, sleep all day or just like i said be totally unproductive. NO. It's not that (well maybe just a little bit-->HEHE).
I love holidays because I get to go home and be with my family. I'm a PhD student which means I don't get to go home much often than i used to when I was just an undergarduate. Long holidays don't come along all the time for us PhD students. Yeah, they have mid-semester breaks and final semester breaks, but we don't get to utilise that priviledge anymore. Our lives are now more confined to the Lab environment-->Doing research and all those smart things you see scientists do on Films (HEHE..). So, that's the point of holidays for me. Holidays mean family time.

Besides, I'm 25 this year while my parents are 56 and 55. We are not getting any younger. Each second passing is valuable. We don't know what will happen tomorrow. SO, for me, I'll take every chance I get to spend with my mom and dad. After all, they made the person that I am today. They are my life. So, if spending a little time with them means having that extra quality time with your 'LIFE' why not grab it?