Monday, November 23, 2009

A million ways to be cruel



I first heard Ok Go a couple of years back before MTV started playing their songs, this video never ceases to crack me up.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Secrets of the Heart






Iman was watching this, and he passed me the link to watch, I thought I share it with you guys (:

"Days with my father"

I found Philip Toledano's journal via Brenda's blog, just to prove to you that I am very emotional, I cried looking at the photographs that accompanied the extracts.

And I know its easy to say, but its harder to feel this way

listening to: Joshua Radin - The fear you won't fall

This morning my mind was drowning to the voice of Joshua Radin.

Diggin a hole and the walls are caving in
behind me,
airs gettin thin but I'm trying,
I'm breathing in,
come find me

it hasnt felt like this before
it hasnt felt like home...before you

And I know its easy to say, but its harder to feel this way,
And I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could,
I can't get my mind off of you

I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it,
thats part of it all,
part of the beauty of falling in love with you,
is the fear you wont fall

it hasnt felt like this before
it hasnt felt like home...before you


And I know its easy to say, but its harder to feel this way
And I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could,
I can't get my mind off of you

and I hate the phone,
but I wish you'd call,
thought being alone,
was better than, was better than...

And I know its easy to say, but its harder to feel this way
And I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could,
I can't get my mind off of you.

can't get my mind off of you

My own words do not suffice at times, and somehow the song's meaning has no disparity to my feelings, it is as though Joshua Radin knew how I felt all too well that he decided to write a song for me about it... hehe one could only wish no?

Friday, November 20, 2009

in your eyes and your heart is where I like to stay

"These feelings keep me afloat in the deep oceans, it is perhaps one of the best feeling I have ever felt. These feelings are so consuming.. that they leave me breathless, just like when we first started, just like how our love story unravelled... and from that day onwards, I never wanted to look back." - Balqies Arafia



the Nat & Qiki chronicles.

listening to: MGMT - Kids

this is what happens when you put two good friends in a room together, with a camera:

you, me, can never go wrong ;)

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Mardi Gras beads



I am intrigued by colorful beads.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

the rubber ducky in the pond.


25 THINGS ABOUT BALQIES.

  1. I did not know how to cook until I came back from my one month stay in Melbourne.
  2. Anger is my adrenaline, I work better and efficiently when I am clad in anger.
  3. I turn 21 in five months time, I don't see what the big fuss everyone around me is making.
  4. I have yet to get my driving license (yes I can imagine what each and everyone of you is saying).
  5. I have never smoked weed in my life. My guy friends have asked me countless of time to try it with reasons that it'll unleash my inner creativity, but I don't fancy the idea of smelling like piss (in general) and when I am with my clients.
  6. I am known to be one of the boys among my peers.
  7. I love being by the beach as I feel strongly connected to Mother Nature.
  8. I get easily discourage, but I am so thankful that Iman is such a great supportive system.
  9. I am very emotional. I tend to tear up at commercials, movies, compelling speeches that touches my heart and tear duct.
  10. I used to have an imaginary friend when I was about five or six years old. I forgot it's name.
  11. I have been admitted to the hospital a couple of times, not because I was sick. I was about three or four I had colored my lips with my blue/purple Crayola crayon and my parents went berserk thinking something was wrong with me, another infamous moment was when I had swallowed my Nena's hypertension pills thinking they were pink M&M's.
  12. back in pre-school I had a big crush on this mat salleh boy name George, I remembered severely punching him/ pushing him off the Monkey bar to show my affection =p
  13. I secretly have a liking for politics and wish to further my studies in Political Philosophy.
  14. I am a hopelessly romantic.
  15. I love apple crumble, and can probably eat apple crumble all day long.
  16. One of my biggest dream is to be a photojournalist for the National Geographic.
  17. I am allergic to peanuts, so I cannot indulge on some of the fine things in life: peanut butter sandwich, Snickers, etc.
  18. I love chicken feet. YUMMY!
  19. My tolerance level in eating spicy food is super duper high.
  20. I love taking pictures of the love interest.. when he smiles. He's got one heck of a smile.
  21. I often get facts and names mixed up.
  22. I love to travel. InsyaAllah, when the love interest and I are legally binded we'll travel all around the world together :D.
  23. my body age is 18 years old woohoo, but I feel as though it's 180 years old.
  24. I want to wear a pair of mustard yellow heels on my wedding day.
  25. I was, still am a VERY hyper active child :D

White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Freedom, here I come!

listening to: Arctic Monkeys - Teddy's Picker

After having being glued to my VAIO notebook for more than 14 hours without letting myself indulge in any breaks, my fingers were getting numb at the endless typing, my brain was going to shut down with the amount of books I had read. I was reacquainting myself with these provisional moments I would soon miss: sleepless nights and heavy workload. The minute I saw the word count on my News Analysis touched 2,054 words, this is it I thought. I was done; I’ve successfully touched the word count! I sat there dumbfounded and jabbing to myself at one point, while the Love interest had his gaze on me via Webcam, concurrently I was having my post assignment psychosis (PAP), I heard a “...Hello, dah antar assignment ke belum? I don’t want to hear you talk to yourself about your assignment...” “Oh..Ha-ha” I chuckled.

Suddenly this feeling of freedom feels so.. so foreign! Like as though it was a whole new concept to me, a new concept waiting to be unravelled...

So, Freedom... Here I come!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Saengil chukhamnida Jessica!!!



Saengil chukhamnida Jessica! May you have a blessed 20th birthday!

mucho love,
Qiks

Thursday, November 12, 2009

when being rude is all you know

listening to: Coldplay - Lost

These past few days have been nothing but hell (pardon the expression). Well okay, this calamity of mine is nothing compared to hell, but maybe just a few billion steps lower to be considered a like-hell situation. And apparently, I am letting it get to me...

Perhaps it slowly has, I won't deny it at times, I can be most vulnerable when conflict like such occurs to me. I felt as though I was lifting a tonne of stones on my whole shoulder and it felt as though it can no longer support itself , and it was going to come crashing down on me as I sat on my bed, trying hard to not succumb into my emotions and cry. but too late, I felt warm tears tremble down my cheek, with my iPod on one hand blasting comfort music to my ears, while the other hand wipe the tears away. I am not going to justify myself and say that it is okay to cry, it's not. It shows how one is weak, but if you're crying on your own time, then it's alright I guess.

I bet some of you are probably wondering what is it that is getting to me, I know how I attract more readers when I am down in the pits, but I'll save this misery anecdote of mine for another day.

Salam & good night.

ps/ Thanks Mommy, Kak Long & Iman for being there for me (:





Wednesday, November 11, 2009

what am I?


let's see if ya'll can figure what this dish is.

Hey ma...



Happy 46th birthday mommy, may Allah swt bless you (:

Perhaps this line is used excessively by me, but I personally feel that I haven’t showed her enough gratitude that she deserves, but I love her endlessly...

Monday, November 9, 2009

this crazy little thing called love




Saturday, November 7, 2009

(:


pictures courtesy of Kak Gee Ann

Friday, November 6, 2009

oh voice, where art thou?

listening to: MGMT - Kids

I have laryngitis, I've abused my vocal chords by talking way too much according to my doctor. This sucks as I need my voice, it's essential, the love interest finds it all funny/weird because he sees his girlfriend across the screen, but she sure sounds like a cross between a dying toad and a man.

Balqies: I sound like a man!!!
Dr. Malkit Singh: And what's wrong with sounding like a man? *offensive tone* 
Balqies: Nothing, I just look very girly to sound like a man. 

I can no longer sing in the showers, the cockroaches that resides in my bathroom probably misses my acapella performances, sigh...

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

a day in the life of Bomby








Tuesday, November 3, 2009

And love .. Such a silly game we play

listening to: Matt White - Love



I forgot what they are called, but I love them just as much as I love African daisies...