Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Malays who can't speak Malay.
Our parents are so proud.
Aqilah and I have known each other since 2012. For five years, we've spoken to each other in English. For five years, our friends begged us to speak Malay. Five years later, we finally did it.
In the form of a Questions & Answers video. Oh, help us.
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This video is subtitled, because I don't even understand what I'm saying.
In the spirit of Eid, we decided to film this fun, little video so relax as we celebrate this festive season! It's Eid Al-Fitri as of writing this, filled with fashion, food and every growing tummies.
Selamat Hari Raya & Happy Eid Mubarak!
what if he stayed? what if i left?
As a millennial, I feel it is my duty to be dramatic. Constantly wondering and woefully curious. Posing questions that perhaps should not be answered. Despite knowing fully well I shouldn't, I still nonetheless. And with these questions, always start the same.
What if?
"i don't seek lovers. i seek muses."
- every pretentious prick ever
More specifically, the pretentious prick in a red scarf.
Falling in love is a fickle thing. One that I cannot describe so easily. Many young writers have written novels about love, romance and its in-betweens. They express their love of love in ways the brain may be able to seek. These writes know love. I am not one of them.
Instead, I sit on my bed. Behind my board and books, and just talk about love. And why falling out of love is okay.
it has been three weeks since I went to
london fashion week
London itself is a hectic city. London, during Fashion Week, is another kind of hectic. Beautiful people wearing precise makeup, clothes picked meticulously. I could only watch in awe, my heart beating and mouth agape.
It is exciting to watch the week unfold onscreen. To watch it in real life is exhilarating. The outfits I wore was only a fraction of my week in London. The week was spent going from show to show, all across London. Worried I might forgot about every detail, I did what any sane person would do.
I filmed it.
i love them to bits
but this is ridiculous.
but this is ridiculous.
A plethora of 'My [blank] Does My Voiceover' have sprung up online. From boyfriends to dads, neither of which were willing to do this. Instead, I turn to my siblings when I was back in Brunei. Two girls and an unwilling boy in the living room. I asked them up front.
"Do you want to do my voiceover?"
Each turned to me, eyes wide with mischief. And I immediately regret it.
So my family did my voiceover. How did it go?
i doubt it, but i'll give it a shot.
"A New Me."
The new year also brings around the idea of a new identity. The hopeful slogan scrawled across online pages. Magazines telling you to change. Be nicer, get fit, study hard. Become a better person than you are now. I've never quite believed this.
Nevertheless, here I am. As usual; cup of coffee in my hand and glasses hiding my eyes. There's a nervous tick, ball of anxiety as I try to explain. This is a new year, but not necessarily a new me.
It's just me.
It's just me.
this is not the strangest look i've done.
Which says more about me, than anything else. Horror settles in my fine lines, cringing at the horror. Noticing my face distorted with thick makeup and unblended application. Yikes. How did this happen?
Oh right, makeup.
Oh right, makeup.
W H E R E H A V E I B E E N ?
Away, but that's a given.
I can make excuses. God knows I make plenty daily. Law school is hard, life is strange and I am not sane. Attempts to rationalise my lethargy and lack of self fail. Instead, I spent time alone. Taking in the joys of a new town. Finding myself in late nights. Consistent ups and downs and nothings.
All I can truly say is; things happened. Let's talk about them.
H A P P Y E I D E V E R Y O N E
And Selamat Hari Raya!
Chomping on food, meeting old friends and making awkward conversation with family. There's truly nothing like Eid. Hence why I love it so dear. My favourite part is getting ready. Able to dress my best, and slather makeup without hassle. For this year, I thought I would share a few looks. Best for the festive season but easy for beginners.
Here are my #5Looks4Eid!
Chomping on food, meeting old friends and making awkward conversation with family. There's truly nothing like Eid. Hence why I love it so dear. My favourite part is getting ready. Able to dress my best, and slather makeup without hassle. For this year, I thought I would share a few looks. Best for the festive season but easy for beginners.
Here are my #5Looks4Eid!
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