Raya Duty: self-proclaim term that translates to being tortured as the eldest child and eldest daughter in having to be around when people come to visit to (one) entertain the guests and show your manners, (two) help mum in the kitchen, (three) mask-on and show how tolerably tolerant you are in showing respect and honour to those older than you.

I'll be honest. I really dread being on raya duty. but of course, it is my own coined term. I dread it so because of the time it wastes doing nothing. but when i think about it after some time, i enjoy doing nothing. because life gets you so busy that you forget to slow down the tempo to appreciate the smallest of luxuries of life...... which is why I am contradicting myself right this moment. i dread raya duty because of the repeated questions. i dread raya duty because of the mask i have to put on. i dread raya duty especially when my family are the ones to go visiting. so, really, actually, why am i complaining?...

Dad is the oldest son in his family. The orang kuat of my paternal family. people come to visit him instead.

on days that we visit, i relish in the adorable golden citizens like nek teh. she is a joy to be with, still quite nimble although the pounds have tremendously been removed from her. i say removed, because she dont do nothing to deserve that kind of sudden shrinkage. but! old age does things to you. especially when you hit the internet age. this age.

there are, of course, rare occasions when i suddenly regret strolling out of my room or coming back home late and missed some lovely guests who visited. one of them is kak fiqah. she has a smart, if not sharp mind. and this year, she brought her husband. turns out, her husband is pointedly a quieter sharp shooter. im fascinated by his demeanor. its such a strong silence that is, weird but true, very engaging. i catch myself looking at him even though im in a conversation with kak fiqah. one of the reason im doing so might be because hes sitting in between the both of us so, you know, i try to be engaging and involve people around me huahuahua

i almost always surprise myself talking to people like kak fiqah and abang azmi. i feel the need to prove myself, and in abang azmi's case, the need to one-up after my last meeting with him. with kak fiqah, i guess i wanna prove im growing. she is my cousin after all. i look up to her.. her effort and hard work to follow through a safe and stable journey. i, on the other hand, am the total opposite of her. i guess opposites attract after all. speaking with kak fiqah allows me a peek into the window of my future. she's pregnant, kak fiqah. due early august. i found myself asking about her.. whether she's aware and appreciative of the changes going through her. i failed to ask her one important question: how does this all make her feel; i ran out of time. it was past her bedtime, so they needed to leave.
abang azmi is quite obviously a touch-and-go person. he only notices you for two reaons: one, you did something wrong to him or those that mattered to him, and two, you made him reconsider his stand. i would say abang azmi is quite accomplished, seeing that he travels the world for his job and knows a fair bit about everything. i like his brain. he's street smart and sly. lolol i dont lie, its got a lot to do with that dread of his thats been there since i can remember. its only getting longer HAHAHHAA HE KEEPS HIS HAIR LONGER AND BETTER THAN I KEEP MINE. AND MINE'S IS LIKE THE FEMALE VERSION OF A BUZZCUT. whatever that means lel i want to impress him. i think its a challenge i took upon myself unknowingly, only realizing it probably at least 2 years back. hes hard to impress, and the fact that he remembers the longest cold war ever between siblings (me and the sister) speaks volumes. ive said hes a touch-and-go person, so that means he wants to be in on a thing, but not get involved. so i told him the ins of what went down of the cold war, and then nothing else of it. and that kept us talking. he was surprised to know that im still going down the creative path, one way or another. he knows a thing or two about that, and hes got my back. sort of. so i want more from that. i dont want just his back. i want to have his foot in.

but its not just for abang azmi. it's practically for everyone i meet and recognize and know. family, friends, even strangers. i want to leave an impression, and im very, very conscious of my body language. first impressions yo.


i just hope that i make sense just posting my 5th personality test. its the 5th, and its still the same.... everything is a majority except whether im an extrovert or introvert. its a dang blur of a line, yo. even after the 5th try. huahuahua and for sure, this also links back to my language of love result where i am first and foremost a quality time spender before a physical touch yayayayay~!! it says a lot, right? hehehe so let me end this post by sharing my discussion with wak ija on the first day of raya. i guess this brings a whole closure to who i am as of 1st July 2017 teehee

i didnt do anything. kept quiet upon entering grandma's house, kept to my corner. had my nice face on. technically, i was still warming up that first morning of raya. wak ija connected with me first, commenting on how fairly bright i have become as opposed to the glum and gloomy facade i wore years prior to that day. i told her it was probably because of the soap mum bought for me, but i didnt tell her that its also because ive come to terms with the way things have become, are now, and will be in the future. i also didnt tell her that this 'change' has no relation to my acts of prayer, because im oh-so short in prayer count, but i still believed. I believed in Allah, but I dont have the heart in my confidence. i didnt tell her that.
she continued with the standard questions/interrogations, and found out that my partner is a chinese gentleman who is greatly adored by my parents and, obviously, myself. shes super supportive of it, and she wishes that he comes to join us as a family in relationship and in religion. i had to put my flag up because it's still a very much unspoken topic. her passion was flowing through, so i didnt completely stop her there. wak ija is a businesswoman, right, so she has her ideas floating around everywhere above her one path. and that path is her Islam. i say "her Islam" because as of this day, Ive concluded that everyone's Islam will definitely vary even by a millimeter. and yet, it is still Islam. so, her islam is also my islam with some loss of quality since i am quite lacking myself, right. and she has very good intentions for me. she wants me to find and be with a man that is capable of leading me in both on earth and in the afterlife. bottomline is, she wants me to be happy and have confidence in my husband that will bring me down a righteous path. again, her righteousness doesnt necessarily reflect mine, but keep in mind that i understand her idea and intentions. i dont stop her. she continues throwing magnificent wishes of bliss and blessed life.. and i am so grateful that this woman who was once my nightmare come to life is so accepting of my partner who she has never met. she was never this vocal and supportive of me, period. it was a great thing to have spoken to her... to have allowed myself to speak to her.

so you see, this left and right choices... i dont really think about it. i just do. i think later. if my gut feeling tells me that i should shut up, i shall. the one catch? my gut feeling is not what my heart tells me. so i follow the 'voice' of the stronger one. its the same to my approach of my raya duty... to my decision in wanting to entertain people — who to entertain... my decision to let wak ija carry on and remember her words... its the same for the reason how and why i chose pang to be my partner even though im very aware of the challenges ahead.

its the same approach to the reason why i love my pang. ♥

does any of this make sense? i hope so.

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재욱아. 너무 보고싶어요. 또 만날 보자! 잘자요, 내 동생이! ♥
Jerry ah. I miss you very much. Let's meet again soon. Good night, my brother! ♥


I dont care that I may sound as if you just died but you gots to know I miss you everyday even before you left so now that you legit left, this missing thing is gonna hurt real bad cos there's no more "aww I can see him soon this week".. y'feel?

I only wish for the best for you. Youre still so full of passion and dreams. I pray that youll find your happiness and stability somewhere, some place, where the world can be the kind of teacher that can tell you to not give up and press on even when the tough gets going. You may no longer be in Digipen, back in Penang and later Korea, but know that at every stairwell I rush through for class, for ever period that I stand near the trash bin, when every flip flop slap I hear coming from behind me, I see you. I hear you, cackling and laughing at me. I see your stupid face, I smell your fluffy jacket. All of you.. I still see you.

Our promise to go wreck chaos in Seattle is still pending. You better come back to SG and visit me, or come over to Seattle and keep your promise with me. Everytime we were meant to meet, you'll leave me hanging. Jesuz, and to think I waited on you. Stupid motherfucker. Maybe it's a good thing you left Digipen, so I wont have to keep looking over my back or around the corner to contain my excitement at having to see you but do a double take cos youre struggling just keeping up with the Dipipeoples. Argh, fuck you.

Love you long time b. Dont forget me.
I WILL HAUNT YOU ON FACEBOOK YOU WAIT.
I'LL PROVE TO YOU EVEN A FAILURE LIKE ME
CAN PRESS ON THROUGH THE TOUGH CAKE THAT IS DIGIPEN,
YOU'LL SEE. /inserts jesus' face/

IM ALMOST THERE. ARE YOU? Im sure youll be a fine DJ, or a rapper, or all the magical things you wanna be. You just gotta really put your mind to it. Stop looking for people when youve found a legit circle you can count on in Digipen. The world's gonna be quite harsh on you, Im afraid, so be strong boy. I'll always be here for you, no matter how stupiak you can actually be. Love you long time, Jerry, love you long time. ♥

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WELL.

I'm so very aware of who I trust or not, who I like or dont, who I feel more strongly for or nay. Personal reasons or viral stories, I believe what my gut tells me - and I make sure I get the whole picture as much as I can before I settle on my next action.

I'm also very aware that my tolerance level is capped now; used to be excessively expandable but now I hold my tongue more firmly. I know I wear my emotions on my face, so that means I'm a very transparent person. this is how I am, crystal clear and straight-forward. I can be sweet, I can be nice, but also understand I have other emotions that are capable of beating others down when I need to.

Growing up is a strange thing. sometimes you truly feel small, but once you've settled down in your own skin, all's good. Feeling small is a necessity; understand that this feeling existed to begin with because our heads were slowly reaching the clouds. Accept that we're learning every day, that people will judge every way, that knowledge is too vast it cant be tamed, that our flaws are beautiful, that our perfections are subjective. We simply cannot conquer the planes of everything - we're merely humans with limited superhuman upgrades.

These were things the Old World has exercised; these were the wisdoms I grew up with that have been tarnished by the New Age of Today. Sometimes I may appear to be stuck in the past, living in the now. Im not afraid of saying Im full of fears now, that I hold close the comfort of the things that made me comfortable. I've been a simple being, the unlikeliest girly-girl you've ever met. I've also been a crazy laid-back woman, but those havent changed much.

I'm still the unlikeliest girly-girl, crazy laid-back woman. With a purpose.

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I can totally hear Genesis/Gackt talking to me. I feel so.. omg today. naziwenjian ah, you three should know yes? :D Shh! Im very happy and overjoyed today. Two reasons. One, CUTENESS! Two, I found LOVELESS ACT POEM! HAHAHAHA yay me! I am awesome manz! :D Okay, Im tired. I will go sleep first. (:

Happy 3rd Day of fasting! :D

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Welcome the festive New Year with..
Five People's Attempts to Distract Me From My New BlogSkin Project.

The five people are all on MSN, popping up windows in my face, and screaming "2008 byebye!".
No. Not really. Hahaha. But they went something like that. :D But never mind them.


2008 was a year all too depressing, despairing, dubious, dejected, delirious, delighting and dumb-ass/-founded/-struck year. The satirical event was Os, where instead of being awed and depressed by it, 4C 2008 went all awed and calm. Mdm Tan's nags were ignored, Mdm Maslinda's leave(s) was flabbergasting, Mrs Teo's critics were left unheard, Mdm Azzah's mood swings left everyone gawking (esp Syai) and Mr Kan, Mr Anand's antics left everyone at their own thoughts.

Yet, despite all of what the teacher had managed for us over the months in pre-O moments, 4C 2008 was the best slack class the world has ever seen. Because with this class, all the love, the hate, the angst, the sad, the doom, the laugh, the crack, the secret, and the memories rest in peace. :D

The First Row: Ying Ying, Xiang Rong, Zaza, Liey, Jia Li, Nam, Syai, Fah, Wan Yin, Yin Bao.

The Second Row: Wani, Sherly, Syazwan, Afiq, Alvin, Dickson, Amabel, Guang You.

The Third Row: Atikah, Sherie, Marilou, Mika, Lyana, Amni, Xuan Han, Sie Yea, Benjamin, Vaneesha.

The Fourth Row: Nabilla, Edmoon, Azri, Brian, Shiang Ning, Leon, Chih Peng, Jian Hong, Hong Wei, Ange.

Every one of the dumb idiots mentioned above make out the Best Class my whole life was branded with: 4c 2008. They make me hate them, they make me love them. They let me bitch about them, they let me use them to my ease. They let me feel them, inside out. They let me cry like Ive never cried before. They've made me so mad I had farted in the toilet almost all the time. They have made me screamed till my throat gets sore. They are the best bunch of idiots that Ive ever known, that no one and no thin can replace.

Even the teachers make up for it. Cos when I sat in the hall for my O papers, Mdm Maslinda, Mdm Tan, Mr Verma, Ms Chua, Mr Kan, Ms Priya, Ms Gan, Mrs Teo, Mdm Ong, Mr Tan JJ, Mr Thomas, Mr Shawal.. All the teachers who've shaped me became a part of a hidden memory unknown to me until today. Or better yet, the last seconds of 2008.

But school life might never have been an accomplishment without credits to myself, and also to my family. Despite being arses, Mum and Dad have been there with me. Throughout, or never. In some ways I will never admit they have been the best parents Ive ever had. Disallowing me perfecet freedom receieved by petty children, beating me up using every little excuse of negativity they see in me, showering me with no-physical love, and what nots. Everything my parents gave me, they were for the best. And I know it. But still, some part of me refuse to say anything, because Ive not understood everything that they had done for me. To say I love You to Mum and Dad, I feel a hallow space in my heart. I dont know the truth of it all.
Not Yet.

Plus, my little kid brother. He is the shadow of my hidden sunshine. Although we fight alot, and he cries alot, I love him. He is the only one that I know, truly know, that I love him so. And he does too, from all the pulling of the arm and hair, and the kicks and the slaps and all. Regardless, he indeed has made my life at home better, if not worse. :)

And then, my sister. Her contributions to my life only mattered before I turned Secondary Two. Because before all that, aside from my friends whom I had once prioritised so much, she was the next reason I didnt rebuke against my mother. But once she reached her moment of Secondary life, things changed, and right now, its at its worst.
I cant say I love her, cos the light only sparks like an electric over-current flow. But its okay. She has yet to learn, if not from me, the natural things of how life is for a breaking-free teen like her. She wont understand, and neither do you, but its - again - truly fine with me. :)

My friends too, have made a lot of difference, and contributions to all the various memories of 2008.
F.MC, Dino Co., Soccer Stadium's Friend Adila, Basketball Co., Madrasah, RED Campers, MAD Campers, and strangers-turn-friends. Everyone plays a part in my life, if even a single fullstop.

I do not know what else to say, but thank you to all.
May everyone keep the memories of 2008, positive and negative, alive in your heart and soul.

Happy New Year to all. :D

Labels: words of love (:

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If you ask me, a notorious feline like me should be happy that school is over. But Im not.

Its a living nightmare. Now then do I realise School has been an ignorant and unknown source of drug dose for Dodos like myself. The normal routine is gone, and now the whole world is filled with the likes of almost-autistic people. Ironic like it is, we are smart, yet we cant think of anything fun to do. Yes, the key word for this killing & dreadful holiday to-be was FUN. And we're missing out on alot. =/





Muse, Aerosmith, Paramore, Linkin Park, Avenged Sevenfold has been keeping me occupied with their tunes everyday. And Im grateful to them. Aerosmith's "Dont want to miss a Thing" always makes me cry. Not. Seriously, it just touches me. Nothing more than that. (:



NOV 13, end of Os - officially - and hence, F.MC decided to go out. This was a follow-up birthday surprise for Farah Nad and Azri Papa! :D Farah didnt even know anything, and she really got pissed when things seemed to get chaotic. And it was s'well! Cos it just means that she dont know anything - cluesless I tell you, clueless! - and also that she will be paiseh afterwards, hence forgiving us for all the troubles. Hahahaha!

Farah Nad, Fatin, Amni, Syaifullah, Myself met at JP KFC. Fatin was there cos she had left with her big sis earlier to get something. So we met up, at 12.30PM or so. Then there were some bad planning surprise for Farah Nad and The Cake. Amnehhh. Tsk tsk. HAHAHA! Mudpie's a nice cake by the way. It is not made of Mud, exactly, but it sure looks like it! So we hurried through to the MRT Station with Syai buzzing around me talking about all his random stuff. I remember him saying about something so _ that I ended up forgetting what it was! HAHAHA. Sorry Syai. Haha.

We went round and round and round and round and round somewhere near Vivo - or Harbourfront, I dont know/remember - the plan was almost ruined or something. Then Ly gave the cue to meet the remaining four (Nenek, Bear, Papa, Ly) at the rooftop. So yeah, okay cool. What was shocking was the place. I didnt know where the hell they were except only to stare out into the Christmas Tree. Amni said they were at the "Big Bush" so I stared out into the open space from Toilet area near Food Republic. I still couldnt match the fact that Amni had referred the Christmas Tree as The Big Bush. Or, well, so I'd thought.

We then when out, frustrated at their mislocated place - until Amni pointed to this moss covered wall near the staircase-cum-stadium looking shelter. That was her Big Bush.

So Farah Nad, Syai and Myself burst out laughing at her Dodoism. Yeah, Amni.. What do you expect kan? HAHAHA. So yeah, we went to meet up with the remaining four after some troublesome decision of Who's-To-Go-After-Who's-Who-To-Lead. Yeah. Haha. Then we came into full view of Azri. You should have seen his face man! It was priceless. (yeah, Ive used that term alot. cos there's no way else to describe. its too cute!)

So after singing, eating, laughing, camwhoring, lepaking, littering and then clearing, we ate at Vivo LJS. Then we moved off to Bugis, and later on to Plaza Singapura. Ha! Damn cool - and tiring. We found our shirts and the guys (three of them) and myself got into a.. problem. Haha. Just because Os were over and done, we totally forgot about our basic English Language and Mathematics. Haha.

There was this bunch of plain green shirts that were displayed, and then we saw a sign that said "$5 min 3pcs." So Syai and I thought how can it be that any more than three shirts could cause so little. Bear said yeah, maybe it was meant that as long as we buy at least 3 shirts, we could pay them all for $5 only. But then it sounded silly when POA's profit is involved. So we asked the more reliable (quite 30s middle-aged) salesperson. She said something about the shirt's normal price was $9. I thought she was making us more confused, so I ignored her. Then when each had at least 2pieces of shirts, except for Bear, we went to the counter, preparing to pay $5. It was at the counter that we realised that as long as we have three or more shirts, we only need to pay a discount of $5 per piece instead of $9 per piece. HAHAHA! Okay, I know we were slow, but then you cant blame us. We kids are trying too hard to relinquish the burden of Os. Ha!

So after that, we walked around a little and I went to Comic's Connection and bought my Flunk Punk Rumble manga, with Azri Papa and Syai as bodyguards. Haha! We were stuck in there for a while, browsing through the items, games and what nonsense. (: Haha.

Regrouped and then we left for home. The whole time while we were off, Syai was always in hearing-distance screaming "Ah, I no Partner. Ah, _ be my Partner!" Hahaa. Oh, and it was here that I realise Id been straying along Singapore with Azri Papa, the Birthday Boy. Or rather, Man. Ly with Bear - duh. FNad and Amni - duh. Syafiqah was emo-ing quite the whole time. But we kept changing partners, but it was usually that way of partner sequence. Hahaha. I reached home at about, uh, 8? Yeah, and then went to watch Heroes on Star World before I went to sleep? Yeah, something like that.





FRIDAY was gone to Grand's House day. I miss my granddad. It felt.. empty at home there. So I decided to roam down, what with my family conflict still wrenching inside my brain. Stayed at the pondok with Kak Eyra and Boyfy first before I went to join the children at the playground. Man, I hate kids nowadays. Like, wtf?!

So Meme, Feeqah, Farahin and Fah bitched at the playground, about anything under the stars and sexy category. Heh. Wont elaborate. :D Makan, and then home. Kala sent Alvin a message to tell me to reply her email, but I cant, and couldnt, and wasnt able to. Until Sunday. Today. .___. Sorry Kala.

And then when I reached home (my request) at about nine or ten plus, I immediately called Adila. And Haha, she was so cute. We talked for one hour and forty minutes and forty-eight seconds lar! Cool right? And I didnt even mind, cos Adila and Aliffah are just too similar. Hahaha. I Love You, Too, Soccer Stadium's friend. Just take care okay, have fun, and Live Your Life! :D Im here to help. Anytime! :D





SATURDAY was lovely. Met Shahiran at Buona Vista, my fifty back and a lovely hug. :D Then fetched Feeqah at her place and joined forces with her to East Coast and meet her Best Friend, who was about to get a Birthday Surprise too! Haha. Was fun - DJ Max style, haha - and then there were alot of upsetting stuffs with Feeqah and the bastard. After the party with Haikel, that sweet boy, went to meet him, and I was left for about forty-five minutes before Mum called and claimed I was running away. Well, I wasnt! Not yet anyway. That dissed me off. I beeped Feeqah and we left for home, with sour faces. Sorry Feeqah.

But it ended at Raffles Place, when two guys stood infront of us. Well, that includes an apek too. The guys, Malay almost-Mats-but-not Guys was actually quite good-looking. But it got Feeqah's attention cos the one closest to me had the same bag as Feeqah, and she nudged me about it. Haha. Bacin. And after the flattery(?, in Feeqah's head) the humour caught up. The Apek stood in an erxin position directly infront of Feeqah, his zip half-open. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Eww. I know.

So then the guys left at Jurong East (dont ask how I know) and then Feeqah left at Lakeside. Haha. There had been alot of sea-visits, crash, spoilers, dont-knowers, problems, DJ Maxing (attempts) and rain at East Coast. Haha, well, at least we all still had Fun. :D We lied alot that day. So thank you Feeqah, for covering and helping.
I Love You Feeshball. :D





SUNDAY, TODAY was quite a fun and emo day. Fun, cos I saw AIN DINO! Yay! Haha. Emo cos Religious Class was set in motion for the preview of the Documentary: "Inside Mecca". I didnt say I cried. Hmph. But it was Fun. Watching the soul-changing doc again was just too awesome. This time, I felt the pull. And Im really telling Mum to go Umrah, and later Haji! Hahaha. Whaaaat? Shut Up. Im a Muslim, not like you, Jew.


Okay, Im done. Cant wait for night time. I swear I can sleep this time, and never wake up again. (: Haha. And I wont be replying messages until 18 NOV. Happy Time! :D I miss Kalayanee Chaijaroonrat. Go play ball!

Oh, and someone tell me to Go Die if I havent update Pictures by 30 November.

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This is a note, not just for me, but for everyone else. Too.
The moment this ends, it is just The Beginning.

Its a grim note Im opening myself with.
Cos I want to let you know Im not one who ever wants to say Goodbye.

I want to let y'all know that somethings are the same
And that is only a handful.

Lots of things will change and Im not talking about Obama.
Im talking about us. You and Me. Us and Them.

Think about it. Live your life.







This is so after today's Science MCQ Paper! Ha, booyeah to Bio students! Youre left with one more paper, and its already Hurrahs for Literaturists for HolsCelebration! Haha. Told ya there was more to Literature In English than just reading. :D smirk.

So I went out with Syai, ieWgnoH and Dicky to watch HSM3. Yes, Syai went again. And he didnt regret it, I think. There was Sharpay lar for God's sake! Man, I love the CatFights. LOLL. And I really think Zacky's trying too hard to play gay. Thing is, he is already gay! HAHAHAHA!

ieWgnoH kept fidgeting about his seat (14), which distracts me in my own seat (13), and then it made Syai look over from his seat (12). But then Dickson (11) was glued to V-itch's sex-attempts with the flying underwear. Whoops! Haha. Naw, that was just me. I really think V's trying to hard to get attention. Shes pretty, yeah, but who cares!? Her voice is enough to cause a speaker to crash on its base at the vital points, or so I'd thought they were vital.

Syai kept flashing me the grin and destroyed the silence with spoilers. I didnt mind, but then it got on my nerves cos he started getting into all the details, like "Oh look, later he will blahblahblah" which was cute, I know, but I need to concentrate on more loopholes to add to (Jiali and Hannah)'s! HAHAHA. Still, I fail to remember anything. Yay me. Haha.

Just that Sharpay, I mean Ashley, she really looks damn old lar. LOL. And I hear-d that she cut her hair. Wow. Haha, I want to see how she looks. Oh, look, I found one! She still looks okay, cute, I guess. .___.


Haha. I think this is the one. Haha. Syai, tag me if Im wrong. HAHAHAHA! So, yeah. We just couldnt stop nagging and talking and ruining the atmosphere with our impish talks of whats coming out next (Syai) and why or how or what or when (Fah). Hahahaha. Damn funny. I think the people were so angry that we'd love to shower them with our salty leftover popcorns! HAHAHA, that didnt come out right, cos they were angry, not us. Still! Hahahahahaha!

Walked around a little, ieWgnoH kept repeating about him and his pink female FBT, ieWgnoH and Syai's visit to the resplendent warmth of the toilet, me and Dickson venturing shops while critiquing basketballs that were like shi-t. Yeahp, it was fun, especially knowing Syai has a tendency to bump into people with itchy hands and others, touching his here and there and everywhere. in hysterics of laughter Oh, and then we went home, me and Syai (scissors-paper-stone)ed thrice to decide our path way through the jungle of plain white walls like in an American Subway. wth?! Yeahp, I know. .___.

Oh, did I mention I saw Anna Suay across at Kopitiam with Desmond, Glenda and Rui Song?!

Oh, and did I mentioned that Rui Song almost screwed his papers when he didnt have a pencil but then I threw one of mine on th floor for him to take it without being suspected?! (halo appears on my head)

Oh, and did I mention - too - that I saw Sha(r)k and Rafi and this other seem-to-be-familiar guy at McD when we went to get breakfast first at the haunted-looking 10AM Jurong Point?

Oh, and did I mention - once more - that I clashed into the same cinema with my primary school friend turned bicth aka Shahirah's arch nemesis, Ismira, bermenteling with her boyfriend?

Yeahp, I mentioned those. smirksmirk.







Fourth of November, I went out and joined the YHS Dinosaur society, as I referred the cliques comprising of Ain, Zeemah, Sha, Syam, Su. We went to celebrate Baz's birthday (shock) at her place, near block 219 Jurong East area. Haha, bacin la. Ain and me were sent to cover Baz eyes - w a plastic bag - and shock her. In the end, before I even reached the back-facing-me Baz and Azlin (her bestfriend, my junior), Baz turned and got electrified by my mask of horror! Chey. She literally vibrated on the spot, an immediate response to my not-so slick stealth movement. HAHAHAHA!

It was pitiful, for me actually, to have to drag a dead weight of a large Godzilla (who, or rather which, is by nature large in size) through the under-construction HDB deck to the Basketball Caged Court(?). Sigh, I thrashed wildly when I finally see the last minute effect of my sacrifice to shock Baz in the blindfold.
The moment I released her, the rest of Dinosaur Pte Ltd splashed bottles of water - rain or potable, i dont know - all over Baz. Me, Ain, Azlin veered safely away from the area of impact.


Pictures and such, go to Ain's Blog. Haha. When we settled down, we ate the cake and KFC family feast brought to you by YourDinos Truly. :) There, Baz's collage and messageboard present was given to her. Here's the aftermath of the efforts of the collage and supposed messageboard/note designed by Me to Baz from all of Us!


I moaned and groaned for not having brought my basketball when the venue was clearly stated as a Basketball Court. Sigh, so we decided on a Dog-And-Bone game with the used water bottles. Haha, and I tell you, I visioned the Cullens playing baseball during a thunderstorm too. Haha. The different is, we are all ugly, no one too god-like, and that we were all sent away, not from a hunter tracker, but from the menacing weather of heavy downpour. Hahaha. So after playing Doggame and Under The Rain, we went to chillax at Baz's void deck first. Took snaps, and Zeemah will not (and never) get used to the fact that I am The Junk Food Eater. She stared as I set my teeth into left-overs, and that is scary. Haha, but yeah, call me gross. At least I dont waste food. smug face on Hahaha.

From there, only me, Zeemah, Syam and Ain were left. We were transported to Baz's crib, where we became archaelogists - part-time ajer - and unconvered her secret covens of emergency Ladies' Sleep Over Parties. She'd done it this time. Baz. She had kept alot of childish girl antics like bead-making or wtv you call it, and everyone was caught up in their own creativity of beadlets. LOL!

Alot of crap happened. I only remembered Zeemah hitting her big head against the side of the table attempting to laugh at us. Ended up, the reversed happened, and we all laughed at Zee. Hahaha. Bacin! Then by 5 or sth, Ain and I left for home. I am gratefully honoured to have such good friends. I can list them all down, all my top ten priorities!

1. FNad, Syai, L.MC
2. Ain Dino, Dinosaurs Pte Ltd
3. Kalayanee Chaijaroonrat
4. Philosopher Jayce & Ball Family snickersnicker
   
5. Edward Cullen ♥/Remy Adrian Adam/Peter Pan/Raiken Zashime/LeFrui Chop

Apparently, Number 5s are all fantastically surreal, cos they are my bodyguards that keep me flying in my Dark Room. :D So dont have to bother with them, cos you will end up falling, not due to gravity but due to their absolute beauty and perfection! :DDD Ha-ha, you cant have them. blueahcksxz!







What else did I leave out?
OH! Today I visited my Brother's Kindergarten to take his report book. And boy, did Mrs Ying loved him. All high and mighty praises for my Lil Nut that I felt like vomitting. Hahaha. And the pee-in-your-pants catch, she called him HANDSOME! Gawd I snorted in her face, the fat lady. HAHAHAHA!


Pardon her broken English, shes a Chinese Teacher for God's sake. .___. That was her short (and tuned out) speech, more or less what she said. .___. Hahaha. See! Highlighted Red, it made my blood boil, paiseh.. and angry! Paedophile! The bolded ones makes me the most fill-in-the-blanks.


Finally,




Dah, Im done! PSP Time! And then Im totally gonna sleep for one whole day. Tag me people. Chiao!

Labels: dinosaur grr, e-c ♥, philosophy, words of love (:

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I want to be the first person who is allergic to her own tears that it'd make my face swell and my eyes closed shut. I dont want to cry every single heartache out anymore. My alter ego would fuss up sickening thoughts. Initially, when I do not want to create any sort of fuss to myself, it would end up with me bursting out loud about my thoughts. I have absolutely no control over my alter ego, and its very (fill in the blanks).The only control that I can boast about now is just me being able to read (aka study), even amongst crowds. This, though, I must do it with the presence of my MP3 plugged into the speaker naturally built in my head.

Last time, I cant study with it switched on - not even with any form of distractions. This includes a single piece of blank paper not designated for notes-making. But now, this jobs are easy-peasy. And it really helps alot, in many ways which I do not want to elaborate. Now, my MP3 is my source of cure for anything and everything. Eh, actually, one of my many cures. I do not want to waste myself away with The Flood any longer. Sickening.

Avenged Sevenfold Concert. I couldnt go. Didnt go. Didnt have the heart to risk my Os. Plucked the courage to ease away the temptation and need to meet M Shadows, Synyster Gates, The Reverend.
I couldnt go. Just couldnt. Didnt have the heart to. Just didnt have the heart to.

Then, Doll Domination striked. A nice name. Tak Glam double meaning.
It was Mak Awa's birthday too, Meme's mum (for Farah Nad and former Corp. Pri. Sch.).

Mathematics Paper One. It's my worst attempt ever, aside cataclysmic Chemistry. This, because I knew I could score. But I had a slip-up. From page eight onward, the world's issue clouded my mind. Not exactly the world, but my every whole personal issues. And it was cold. Cold from the Black and Bleak Rain. So cold that I swear I could get frostbite. I started to panic, at the wrong time at that. I had things under control just then, but because of my mind's habitual tendency to auto-driftaway, I lost approximately 20 marks. 20 marks, 10 for the auto gone undone questions. Another 10 for the supposed carelessness I have had done. And this 10 is the only limit I could accept for myself to get an A1 and be saved with Paper Two. I must not get below 60/80! Im looking forward to Paper Two, but typing this out in service of recollection has made me think twice about my presumed confidence.

Gah, I dont know anymore!




I cant believe Im actually an insolent inhuman grandchild. I didnt visit Granddad on Thursday. Instead, Id said "Unless if Grand's been to operation, I dont really want to visit him". Like, wtf. From a neutral perspective, you'd think that Im a bad person. Well, I am. Heh. The truth - in my defence if youd like to put it that way then - was that I was sure he would live on. I knew that he'll hang on to life. He loved life itself at that too. I know he could live. At least, I was so sure he would live. I just didnt want to let my mind begin the mindset that Im gonna start losing the people close to me, one after another.

And then early morning on Friday, when I woke up preparing to go to school, Uncle Uteh called, and Dad rushed off to hospital. There were complications with Grand that I could only stare off after Dad. Mum was sullen. I didnt see anything coming. Off I went to school, hoping Math would be fine, A7X concert would suck. And Granddad would be okay, smiling when I'd come to visit him right after Math ends. Little did I knew that he was already gone whilst I was on the bus, dreaming.

I did Math with difficulty, my sub-conscious mind initiating the downfall of the already cursed day. But what did I do? I shoved it all behind me, and tried, so _ tried hard to concentrate but I couldnt. I panicked. I ignored the cruel and merciless rain. I took for granted the last time I could have seen Grand, if not even his smile.

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Yeahp. I just realised I owe alot of people Birthday wishes. Ive been so precariously full of myself I left out the most important part of friendship - Birthday Wishes.

01: KianWei son, Syafawani. Both turned 61! Yay.
05: Basketball senior, JoycecyoJ, turned.. Eighteen? HAHA. Yay!

07: My dearest Playboy Mama-san, Leon Lim! He turned 61! :D
12: Basketball Junior, Hannah Jang, turned.. Thirteen? Haha. Yes, Yay!

14: Mummy Theresa Boo(!) Birthday! Mummy turned 71! HAHAHA!
15: My NcChop Shafiq. This ass of an ASM turned 61 too! Hahaha.
17: Ahh, GuangYou Papa (61) and Love Kimi Raikkonen (29)! Woah. ♥
18: Farah Cheang (16) ehhhh! Haha. I forgot her birthday siol - screw-d.

22: Syazadina, my KnnCcb! Hahaha. Shes old. Shes 61 today.

28: Amsyar 4C'05 turns Nineteen! Baz Godzillaku turns a dangerous 51 years old. :D
29: Emo-not Drama Boy Shahiran turns 15! Wow, how time flies! Then, small. Now, BIG.
30: ARYapHL! GayFriendLove turns 61 too! Take things easy, love, okay? :D Im here.
31: My Peter Pan Mika Low turns a High flying 61 years of age - one step mature-er!

Labels: words of love (:

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Wow. Cool lor. :D Okay, so si. New skin! Nice hor! Zomg Jek. I love this skin! Haha. JiaLi! My two Lovely Dinosaur Ain and Bazilah! Look! People of the World, I LOVE THIS SKIN! HAHAHAHA.
No Jek. Am NOT lying. Really. It took me a whole day to get everything into this baby! Wooh.
I love the Skin Combo! Oh, go highlight the page, and see oh beautiful Romeo Red! ♥


Though Sci Chemistry was bullshit, I managed my English Paper such satisfactory that I spent the remaining 45mins of my paper doodling - on both the question paper and insert sheet's back page! Haha. And yes, I will post all the pictures I owe you someday AFTER the war has ended. :D So far, casualty limit is only 20%. The remaining 80% is safely stored for the remaining eight(?) papers. :)


I have to thank Ain Dino, too, for allowing me the joy of having to waste my gone-time with Decode and New Born! Honey, I want to watch Twilight right now! I just read the book another three times within the past few days. Did I mentioned my husband's featured in the book? Yeah, my husband's featured in the book. :)


Apparently theres only New Born's on the net. Like I mentioned before, Im lazy, plus, gabra in view for my Sci Physics paper next week. Then theres History on Tues, which is the paper before Sci Physics. .___. Gabra, is actually panic, in some foreign Indo language. This, I read from the newspaper. And apparently, watching Singapore OK! doesnt help when one thinks its an animal, a cross of Goat and Zebra.
Yay, hill-eh-reeh-years siol. :D

Labels: music, words of love (:, words to mug (:

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I think currently its the LASTing season, where things are basically reaching its LAST. Ending. Its like a forbidden word to me now. LAST. Pfft (shiver).

D.Gray-Man came to an end LAST Friday with its LAST episode for its season two, and I dont want them having it at that as its LAST episode overall. I cried when Stephanie's "Changin'" started playing. It cant just end there, as the LAST of its LAST LAST episode. I need my dose of Tyki weekly, if not frequently as much as an everyday! Yes, I need ティキ・ミック. So it cant end there!

Then, there was the LAST day of school on Friday, which was a mess. I didnt bring my camera on the LAST day of school. I couldnt catch a LAST glimpse of all the class put together - cos some of them werent here - and two absentees is already considered saying alot.

And I have my LAST chance to buck up for Os. Im left with approximately two weeks - oh, no, one week - till I officially declare war on Education. Secondary Education.

Yesterday was Syafiq Kikki's open house. Met up with dilemma-drown Hakim down at his bustop. Either his feminine side has finally rose and awaken, or he was just playing dumb. Couldnt choose between a follow-member-casual-wear or a proper-wear-of-baju-raya, since after Syafiq's place we were to head over to Teck Whye for Mariah's. ._. He couldnt even decide whether to bring along his songkok and called me up for some kind of opinion. Not. ._. Hell, what was I suppose to say? Bring a pouch so you can stuff your songkok when not in use? Haha. I tried. (: LOL.
And so sweet of him, it was drizzling and he thought Id die if I get caught in the rain in my kurung. LOL! :D

So yes, the same Mee Siam and Lontong's were served. And I got a whopping big time spent over at Mar's, put aside the fact that Anip was being a bitch. Ismail, Zaki and his girl was there. Haha. I dont know, I felt so absorbed at Mar's place. Haha. Its nice okay! The house quite big! :D Unexpectedly, I didnt moan and complain alot. And I was really fine being all alone. (: Wow. And Anip took advantage of my former PSP earpiece to suit his iPhone. What a flibbertigibbet guy.

And so I reached home - from 1.30 - at 6.30 to find my sister not home. She left, apparently consented by mother, and ventured the outskirts of Singapore at 3.30. No, Bugis aint no outskirt. Fine. And she reached home at 9.45PM, just when Bujang Lapok was about finishing. ._.

I dont know. I cant hate her. Well, I do, but its just filled with dots. ._. Like, Im not sure. I love-hate her, just like I love-hate myself. Its so easy to love me, and so easy to hate me too. And all at the same time. My family's all the same too. Oh ho ho, go figure! :D

I am SO bored. Im browsing for Bleach Videos. Avatar: The Last Airbender is coming to its LAST episode/season too.

Labels: last, words of love (:

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First day of raya (01 October) - Happy Birthday Kian Wei son and Wani - didnt really got my eye. Dad aint here so there aint not much of a point to celebrate when youre half-sick worried about whether his well-being is at stake there. :) But I knew he's fine. Sms-ed him at 5? He replied after I reached home and woke up at an hour close to the evening. I.. didnt really cry. Sorry to disappoint. But yeah.

The deal was Thursday. After having to bake cookies for God knows how long with a kerepot back, only half the class turned up. And worse, half of F.MCs made it to school too. And I wanted to give them a surprise with my cookies and kuih. ._. And then I ended up having to keep them inside. I bet Ly feels the same way too. I dont mean to type this out but then Id like the world to know something.

If there is anything wrong, please see the person conflicted personally. I'd rather those close to you, especially, find out the issue face-to-face, and not by some via point of mouth transport.
I sincerely apologise for quoting the problem out like this unexpectedly, especaially in my blog like this. Im just too disturbed about how life has been going. So, once again, Im very sorry.

And then there's the endless assignments. And then sister, endlessly edging on my nerves. Ever as always. And finally the favourite topping for the caked-slip ups, my cherry why-cant-I-study-and-fall-asleep-everytime-I-face-my-book issue.


On a happier note, Thursday was get-together day for Anna Suay and Monkey Dudette. Jiali got to know me even better. And I guess she got to know one of my alter-egos: exuberantly vociferous, as how Mika'd say it.

Haha. And so Thursday began with me taking my last bus for 198, and Anna Suay hopping onto 187. Nam was late, and ended up not coming to school. Haha. I, apparently the slower one, typically got myself serving an hour of detention for being late. ._. And yes, it was worth it, between lessons when half the class isnt here and I had almost all the seats vacant, all to myself. (: LOLL. I still ended up sitting at Marilou's place, infront of Jia when Marilou sat beside me. How convenient. LOL.

So get-together day made me saw JiaLi on a rather different light. She got herself into Demi Lovato notion, and it caused me blurry insights. I saw JiaLi as a Demi wannabe. Dont ask, but I did saw her smile the wide-chagrin, like how Demi would do it. And so JiaLi has a new nickname. Yay :D

This, hence, brings about a sub-critique of another nick. JiaLi, the triple A woman aka Demi Wannabe.

A sian
A ssets Plus
A nna Suay

The good thing is, it all makes sense. The bad thing is, JiaLi just doesnt admit it, despite the truth being flashed right in her face. Oh, wait. It is her face! HAHAHAHA. Rejoice to the discovery of a whole new Anna Suay-ish beginning. LOL.

And then JiaLi just had to tell me that Liy Horse came up to her that morning and told her she had looked like a pumpkin. Another applause for a new nick-discovery!

for those of you who have no bloody idea why this is funny, refer back to your sources whereby JiaLi has very fine treasure _____ assets. smirk smirk.
No Jiali, I didnt tell the world about your you-know. I was just informing them to be wary of them instead. Be grateful.

And then suddenly ... THIS happened ---

Hong Wei, slapsticked Amabel's arm.
Amabel swished her hand away and did a GoDiva Hair Turn.
Opened her eyes big and rubbed her hand/arm.
And then..

"HONG WEI, YOURE SICK IN THE MIND!"

Ohhhh, applauses. Standing Ovations. You shouldha seen the look on her face dude! It was priceless. And I mean it.


The class ended up roaring with absurd laughter at the sadistic remark. LOLL. I love Amabel. Dont you? :D JiaLi, apparently being Anna Suay, decided to be slow. In Fashion. "Wait, what happened? I dont get it."

Voila, Anna Suay.

After school, served detention and slept at home. Sister's cosplay friends came over to celebrate Hari Raya by watching D.Gray-Man CDs, and me entertaining them like some idiotic gaga-goo woman. ._. At night, I didnt study. I went to bed.

Today, I woke up late after having to got spanked up as early as 5AM by bad stomachache. Stupid Stomach. But luckily my misery ended pretty soon, so I got back to bed by 5.15.

But Mum failed to revive me by 6.30. So my natural school-body got me flying at 6.45. I scrubbed, left house and into 185 by about 6.50. PHEW! Mum's funny-bone pricked and she handed to me three two-dollar bill after the attempt for a fifty failed. It was meant for taxi. But Im supahwomad, so I dont need any big sum. And no, I aint stupid not to take the fifty. Im just being a good and honest daughter. :)

I missed Kala on the bus but I managed to greet her at the school bustop. I felt guilty. Ive been missing her and yet it might seem that I dont put any effort into trying to be punctual. Pfft. Im really sorry Kay. Im a sucker, always late. Sigh. And to think Id make it out alive for my dates in future. ._. what a drag.

Class had 99.9% attendance. 0.1% absent was thanks to Vaneesha. She'd told me that she'd be definitely coming to school and hand people presents. But she didnt. And she didnt keep her word - again.

Nam and JiaLi served detention? There was chaos and confusion. Ly and I retreated to Gek Poh's sweetalk and I got myself a chilling honey ice blend. Oh, love. Seeing that its a hot day and my back's breaking, I asked if Ly's place is available. So we went over and played with Thaqif. Hes so fatly chubby youd want to pinprick and puncture his cheeks. :D

People can never get attracted to me. This I am sure. (Ly punya pasal la!) People would only find me nice and all only if theyre close to me. So most likely - I can definitely assure you - my boyfriend in future would be from my circle of friends. I dont know if thats good news to you but it is to me. Means that I dont have to be good to everyone anymore. I can be ignorant! Hah! :DDD

I would definitely miss 6/8C' years twenty oh seven and oh eight. We are love, and we are hate. So many memories, so many lessons for life. Too many tears, too many laughters. Too many heartaches, too many earthquakes.

For two years, it'd seemed like two centuries. And to just know that we're bonded so ionically close just between four pathetic white and pale orange walls, its incredible. Id never believe Im gonna ever say this, but Im really gonna miss 4C, and I mean everyone of 6/8C. From the drop-out masters like Kian Wei son, Teng Yin toot and Chiao Chen siao, to Bastards like Brian and Hong Wei, as well as bitches like Sherly Tham Pui Pui and Atikah Syahirah. :D

The only memorable teachers we'd ever loved are only a handful, and I can tell you, MS CHUA, you are the best! And I still miss you. Every Math worksheet I face, I see you smiling right through them. And it hurts, cos it brings tears to my eyes to know that we are actually orphans in a school. All the bestest of the best, Mr Verma, Ms Wong. They leave. And theres only a teeny bit of the best left with us: Ms Mas, Ms Ooi, who'd all turned Mdm. And we're still orphans too cos we're second children for them, what with their pregnancies late last year to early this year.

6/8C, a chaotic class, full of love, and potential that never made it through. But that will be changed. For during Os, history will be made.A notorious class can succeed. Im sure. We will all move on to the next phase in life, changed and upgraded improve.

Only, I doubt I'd change. I will miss you guys. Please stay in touch! Never abandon your comrades, alrighteys? Many hugs and kisses of love.

!FAH:)

Okay, Naruto's on (psst, cartoon network). It's getting late. Goodnight people. Miss me for not posting anytime soon. Im lazy. Plus, I have alot of videos to catch up on, and im in th midst of Os. See la, this type of people like me. Irritating.

Labels: 4C, words of love (:

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Yes, I am currently at Jayce Wong Boon Tso's house. Haha. Dont ask, Im just here. (: I was supposed to be doing something but I got lazy, apparently. (Psst, his keyboard is very the good!)

So anyway, Jia Li wasnt in school. And Literature was postponed again. Plus, I am hungry. Currently, Im left with only one and half hours to go till break fast. (:

JIALI! you daughter of a bastard. Haha! Retribution: this is your time. Its okay. Mine will come - again. :D Muahaha. Oh. BTW english comprehension papers under your table - kena half-screwed by Ben's freaking large hand(s). :DDD

Haha, Nam, Im piffed. Cos Literature wasnt there and I came for nothing. So tmr, Im NOT coming! Half-day for me, might as well dont come! :D

F.MC help me study! I need to get back on track. Im seriously losing it, with damn sucky excuses of adults as teachers. Gah! Aaaaaaaaaaah. >:(

OH KALA! All the best for your N-levels honey. Call me down to study too okay?! :D


So, I got to go now. Will post again soon. Post: Voices.

Labels: words of love (:

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for being one of the most honest and truthful guys Ive ever seen, known and acquainted myself with. Im happy to know that we are friends - for the past four years - because it made me realise that not ALL guys are bastards.

Thank You, for admitting to your mistakes and coming forth to apologise to me face-to-face. I really appreciate that. And because of your one little act of direct apology, Ive grown to realize and admit that you are not bad people. You just need your own moment, and I hope you'll get that. (: All the anger Ive had felt towards you and whatever wrong that you guys had made banished the instant that word came out. And just to hear you said it made my day and nights. (: Thank you. Really. For your golden honesty.

Labels: random, words of love (:

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Okay, so it finally just sums up that my backache is due to stress; you know, youre too worked up and the strain's on your back, that kinda thing. Haha. So, I think its like a false alarm for alot of you. I deeply apologise for any inconvenience caused. Dont worry though. I'll be fine. Hopefully. (:



Thursday night, Starhub called home and requested for our choice of Starhub promotion since our contract had been overdued for the past three years. Mum, being mum, called on me to do the talking instead when the operator called out her name. (Mums!) So, the operator's name was Anne. This I got to know before we hung up - and its not supposed to sound like we're up to something okay! Nothing's going on, I assure you!
She was so cute btw. Her voice was actually sweet, the high-pitch sweet kinda voice. And she had this Phillipino accent to my ears. Unfortunately, Mum and Bro disgaree; they said she sounded like an Indian. You know its ridikulus - for Indians cant have the pretty accent of the Phillipines okay, no offence - and so, instead of arguing with them, I just let them have it, that Anne is an Indian. You see, theres no point in saying any more when its obvious that theyve never encountered a Phillipino before. And they're my family!
BUT the main thing here is - no, not that i like her. i dont! - I just enjoy listening to her talk. Her lingo is so melodic. Even her laughter's as cute as a girl toddler! She just seems so sweet. I bet shes better than Syai's Lucy.. Or even JENNY! Hahaha. If she'd been a phonecall advertiser, Id have gladly listened to her talk. I wont buy her product though. If I could, Id buy her voice instead!
And no Zaza, this has nothing to do with imposter Fah. But then again.. smirk smirk. :DDD

So, after the phone call from Anne, I was still kinda hyped, all because Mum and Dad made me do chores that afternoon/night, which includes baking cookies. I dont mind about Sis anymore. To hell with her. (:
It was kinda late, say, 10PM? My fiingers were itching so I had smses coming to and fro from Jayce and Bear. You know them daredevils, always reply so fast! I, apparently the stupid one, selected my phone profile as the noisy one. You have to understand that my noisy message tone is some taxi call (while my phone call tone is some baby laughing. only those who'd heard it would know.) So with my messagess received at fast rate plus my noisy profile, its like a pasar malam lar, only that it's a minor-scaled one as the big one cant fit into my room. Ha. Cuckoo clock bird yknow. It kept singing "Wheet! Taxi!" as often as my eyes blinked!
So dad, still cleaning the house - at ten in the moonlight - went pass my room one time, towards the dead-end store room. He heard my clucking taxi call - twice! - and blurted out loud in the piercing silence that followed.
"Woah, taxi kau laku eh malam-malam! (Woah, your taxi service popular/very good ah late at night!)" I only shrugged and told him friends need to talk to a midnight counselor. HAHA. The next mintue, I heard Sis' (piercing) call tone blast in her room. Her voice followed up soon after, but neither Mum nor cat-walking Dad seemed to mind. How justified life in th household is. yay.


Yesterday was Friday. I finally had the chance to mingle once again with Zany, Adila, Nisa and Farah DF dears! Haha. Yay! Oh how much Ive missed them. And to think Ive missed out on alot of issues.. Oh how weary they must've been handling them all alone, those pretty foursome. HAHAHA. Naw, they'll do fine, even without me. Theyre strong wohmads, so dont fret. Haha. You girls can do it! Go go GO! Haha.
After school, there was basketball meeting for a photo-shoot. (Click for larger view)







Haha. Yeahp. And then I went home in a blurred rush with dilemma-stricken Syai. He's in a constant faze for library-mugging trip. Unfortunately, I was tired and occupied for such a trip for Mathematics. Im sorry honey. He ended up going home. God knows what he'd done back then. I slept for a freaking only half-hour out of the whole two hours I'd have til 3.30PM before I get ready to fly to Taman Jurong's Superbowl by 4.30PM. I ended up leaving the house 4.30Pm, cos Mum's out, Dad's at his second wife - the boat, Sis has "Drama CCA" which she previously said ending at 3plus but now stretched to 4plus. So Bro's at home. Alone. With me, but I had to leave.
So the plan - after consulting Dadaaa - was to leave Aliff alone at home with the computer in his face and then I'll leave the house, after making sure that everything's fine. This includes checking all plug-ins and power supplies are off, windows are closed in general view, fire gauges are off and Aliff's pee-ed before I left. Yes, all this done by 4.30PM - with no adult supervising Aliff at home. On the bus, I was worried sick. Is Aliff okay? Will he be fine? Reaching the interchange, I found out I had wasted inner energy thinking about it. Of course he's fine! His life is all about gaming!!!

So I reached there almost one hour late than expected. I was told that Shark couldnt make it, so I was kinda let down. I was so looking forward for the quartet meet. Skully last minute changes. Sigh. Anyway, Su was already waiting when I got there. And no, Su's not a girl. Su's the short form for Sulaiman. :) Went in Superbowl and he was sketching an Eagle's profile from a book. God I tell you, he draws well. And I have to admit, hes better than me. I could only draw fictional manga characters on my world. However, me and Su have similar best - we LOVE watching the best anime ever, Cardcaptor Sakura. Haha. Yay! So, Sha (for Shahirah) was still on her way at close to five thirty. We ended up talking about Art, and I tell you, I despise Art Students now. Dont ask!
So, we played pool, two games, while waiting for Sha. I have no comments about my playing cos it has its ups and downs. But my playing is strong la. Haha. And then finally Sha arrived, and we started on our bowling session. Sha's a fast learner - and a good player too! - I have to say. She easily beat me for all two sets of the game. I was so upset that I just lost my drive for the game. Haha. But on the bright side, this is good competition. (: Haha. I should start bowling now, touch-up on my skills at bowling. Haha. First set was typical, yknow. Warm-up. Second set was the real thang. And the both beat me easily, especially Su. He scored a double strike for the last game. Congratulations, a new high-score! 142. Haha.
Pity me, I have a long way to go. Haha.

Then, after finished a rushing bowl game, we went to KFC nearby and break fast. Nope, I wasnt fasting. They were, Su and Sha. 's not like I didnt want to okay. I couldnt. Haha, mense la. So we ordered our meals at about 6.50PM and settled down. Talked about alot of stuff, from relationship issues to random bugs life and all. Haha.
Once again I warn you people, Shahirah is a dangerous woman. Do not tempt to mingle with her. She could head-butt an innocent bystander of a lamp while trying to attack a sofa couch at the restaurant causing it to tilt sideways! Haha. Okay, bummer. The stupidest thing then was, there was a dying fly on the window ledge near where we were sitting. Its leg never stopped twitching, and its eyes were (censored). Su thought of scaring Sha once she returned from the toilet. Instead of getting our antcipated cry of disgust, we got a shocking cry of sympathy! Therefore, I can deduce that Sha's an animal lover, be it a proper pet, pest, insect bug, or whatever you call it. She took a picture of the fly and kept repeating how sad the fly was. Cute ar? Haha.
Su had came up with a conversation topic (but more of complaint to me) about Shark; how if Shark were to be here how dead meat we were being killed by laughter, how nonsensical it would be to not get any strikes with him around, how his stupid acts could conjour such a fuss within their band when bowling or pooling. Haha. I had imagined everything Su mentioned, and they didnt look too good. So I'll just leave it at there. I had a first encounter with Shark and Co two weeks back I think, and it was (censored). Haha. So there. LOL.

After we makan, Su die-die wanted to play a few more rounds of pool. So we headed back to the place, praying no one's booked our spots of either two tables. And sure enough, none was taken! Haha. So we went to change our notes to pairs of one-dollar coins. And the balls were set! It was 7.30PM then.
In total, I'd spent five bucks for the pool games (ten bucks in total, halved between me and Su), seven dollars and ten cents for the bowl game but double that for the money I'd lent to Sha. Haha. Really, it was worth it, lending to Sha, cos she's a really good player-learner. She learnt so fast that she overtook me as the Queen of Games, or did I exaggerate it? Haha. :D

We went back after three rounds of pool. In the bus, 240, we looked back at the pictures taken on my camera and Sha's phone. LOL. Damn funny sia, I look like some maid having her part-time day off playing pool. Damn suay, kannasai. Went back home all the way with Su, after Sha dropped off at Boon Lay CC.
Su kept talking about his ping pong. I was actually dreaming and visualising him getting at the balls. And almost all the time when I 'came back' from visualing, he'd just ended his sentences, and just nice, I'd heard something wrong come out of his mouth, or just lousily misintepretted what he's said very the wrongly. Haha! That stupid which knocked us out was him saying "turn turn" (something about the ping pongs) and me thinking he'd said "teng teng" (like chng tng). Damn (censored) I tell you. And from there on, he kept saying "turn turn" and I kept heaing "tng tng". It's just a movement of the ball and I've went so far. But that's exactly it now.. Movement.. of.. the ball. snicker snicker.

Me: I thought Balls are black?
Su: Well, I guess theyre dyed white or orange to look more attractive?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! people who dont get the joke, im sorry. youre slow and/or stupid.

And then it went on all the way to the point where my pee almost shoot out. BWAHAHA! I tell you, we could really ROFLMAO! Okay, okay. So in 243G, he boasted about people he knew who could play guitar and other musical instruments really well, especially Fifi (for Rafi). Well, yes. My this group of guy friends have girl names, and one even a killing predators name, but that just makes them all the more special. Haha. Bersyukur! :DDD
Su went on telling me alot of information and news of his music world, including songs and scripts which he and his bandmates could play. Well, I really want to hear them all! You guys better bring me along when youre jamming okay. Tooties. I miss drumming lar. I think I karat already siol. Haha.
And so me and Su departed on a handsome and golden note: Do not listen to Led Zeppelin songs, especially if youre very the not fond of the Dark side, and if you dont want to be kicked out of Islam. :D Haha. Sorry, no offence to any LZ's fans. Though its the truth, Id apologise for your lost in strain of thought and music-picks. :D Cheers.


Today, Saturday, tuition was okay. I got Ronnie to reinforce some questions with me, and Im still undetermined to conquer E.Math Paper. Oh Oh! I saw Mark today! Mr Thomas' son who is now my friend who had initially been a stranger. Haha. Cool ey. :)
Back home, Mum made me do cookies and tarts with her. Sis ran out in the morning to her friends' comfort in her teacher's birthday celebration, and Im pissed with that. Now Im done, but theres only one thing missing.









Okay, Im done. Pictures from Bowl-Time coming up soon. :)

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Monday was flurry 'cos Jiali - yet again - came out with something fantabulously random that cradled my brain into thinking I dont deserve such an (eeww) excuse for a nickname. So The BOX has its official knick-knacks now.

Plus! Nam's wearing her analogue watch, and it devastates me. She looks (ahem) smarter! Also, Jiali has inherited her sister's weird fashion quotes; eg, kplsthx, LOLLERskate. ._. wow, how fascinating. And, Jiali came out with a transversed style of punishment as claimed by Mdm Ong. "If I didnt give you math paper, you have to retie your bra." How cooool is that? I literally had to LOLLERskate out of that dumb statement, and poor Syai was cruelly disturbed.

Then came Tuesday's T-tests. Chemistry, Social Studies, Bio/Lit like an ideal All-In-A-Day package. That really helped didnt it? =/ So you can imagine the mortified faces of 4C clowns when they are made to mug hard for them jugglery, balancing and laughing tests in between prohibited lessons. As for me, I can safely say I almost brush through all three tests in a stiffened breeze. Brrrrr.

Wednesday was Malay's Drama Project set for display. Despite my group, us, not having rehearsed and made perfection of our play, we pulled through and it was really stomach-filling entertaining, Im sure. Azri was being the Pak Aji he is, and the deadly double-crossing Farah twins Zaza and Didi really spoofed it. And then LY was pretty convincing, if only she didnt smile too much! HAHA, and whats worse, Amni played the evilest oldest sister! And again, it would have been more convincing if she didnt giggle her way through and put on more drama-mama juices. But overall, we were okay. :D And so were the rest of the groups, putting up an entertaining Hindustani show and a Death-defying scene, literally.

So, for that day, somehow, it proved how unorganized Zarinah actually is. Almost all the time she had to fidget around with her camera and then suddenly - BOOM! - the battery was flat. So she had to run down to get the camera charged up again right before our group had the chance to perform. She said to go her two minutes, and we did. But it all summed up to almost fifteen minutes, and we settled the whole show at eleven ten, leaving us with dreading five minutes let for recess. Because 4C's next lesson was ol' LiVE, we decided to spare our stomach with more than ten minute worth of recess. We did, and by the time we went back up to class, Teo was in the midst of her dramatic scolding lesson to the class. Wooooow.

Eventually Thursday set in rather reluctantly - cos its Croxx country. Yes, Croxx. ._. Bloody. The damn event also like sheeeet lor. Since when do selfish humans regard to run as a whole bunch of dodo group? There was no timing, no positioning, and I deeply regret running like a mad doggress - also due to something painfully embarrassing for me that I manage to only disclose it to m'ladies! But the treat-walk-adventure afterwards made up for the whole thing, especially the part where it was raining! I had to save the soul of my opened can of 7UP while Syai was frantically saving his beyond-hope fringe under the showers. He eventually gave it up, cos even the tree did not spare him some merrrcyyyyy. :D


On our way out of Taman Jurong, people, I mean teachers, drove out in their cars and I can tell you it was like some sort of chingay-vehicle parade lar! The only person(s) which had the most treat was Mr Thomas I think, and the who ar, Mr B? Ya, the punehneh. :D Like mad siol the runway. Damn funny, stupid noobies running after the cars like The Jonas Bro's limousine made a miracle to Taman Jurong. ._.

Friday school was plain sucky. Dont have to elaborate, do I? But the more interesting part came after school, when I made my way to Kala's craze chalet. Met on 197 and reached East Coast at 6plus, close to seven. Wow, I made a four hour journey to reach ECP when I only had two hours spent there and forty-five minutes to reach back home in cab. And, haha, I think it was all worth it, the cab home. twenty three and half bucks. Not baaaad at all. :D

Xing Ying, J-Min, Lip Boon, Cheong Mun and 'Uncle' were there and we had a BBQing time. So funny lar, esp Uncle. Damn toot toot lor. And Kala kept running away from me! hahaha. But the only sad thing in which I regretted most was not spending the time with Kala when it was her chalet. Of course, being the eldest daughter that I am and a good friend, I have my responsibilities and priorities too. Learning from my mistakes, I've realised, Family always comes first. Sorry Kay. Hope there will be a next time to it. Im just glad you enjoyed your time. :D

On a happier note, I had had a very good laugh watching NDP on my screen. I didnt know MM Lee Kwan Yew had an ancestral descendant.

Did anyone even notice how similar he looked like to our late Primate King, Ah Meng?

Also, Sunday I spent a whole day outside in my religious outfit, seeing that I still had religious classes on Sunday instead of slacking at home for the holiday. Immediately after class ended I went and meet up with m'ladies Farah Nad Didi and Amni. Kecoh, not so much, because I was restricted, see. If you ask me, putting on a religious front with my outfit is possible, and its like a have multiple personality. So we break fast at McD and then went home at 8.30. Sorry honeys, I know you guys were on the mug-mode yesterday. Really sorry for spoiling it. =/

And so, Im ending it off here. To Syaifullah, my gay;

Labels: random, syai, words of love (:

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The cracking eventful days of this week only happened on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. I do not know why, but as far as I am concerned can remember, it has something to do with my F.MC and basketball - and kay for Kala. :D

Oh! I officially announce to the whole world that Anastasia (pronouce Orh-nest-teh-shya) Rosaline Yap Hui Lin is an ass. This is proven so on Thursday night, while walking our way to sending Jayce Wong Boon Tso home, she suddenly stopped in the middle of nowhere and claimed that her Father's entry (condo) card is missing. So yes, Jayce and myself, we went all about removing our stuff from shoe-bags and backpacks. We searched everywhere - but her shoe. Frantically lost and confused, Yap decided to go back to court, determined to find it there. But it was already 8.30PM and I am late for my designated curfew for home. So I left the two searching their way to the court, along the dark pavement by the road from where we had came from, all the way to the court. They searched everywhere - but her shoe. So I reached home, scared, afraid for my friend to get hell from her Dad. I was about to take my shower slightly after nine when my phone rang.

Yap. And she came with a good news that was a bad verdict. She found her card. But she wasnt going to spill it, half-afraid what I might do to her the next day in school. In the toilet, I anticipated for the worst outcome. It all ended in a jiffy, with the vibration of the four walls of the toilet with my roar of fury and hilariousnesses.


but no matter. I still love that ass.

And Friday, with Ain Dino and co., basketball was fantabulous. :D

And, here is to Ms Kay.
No matter what dear, Im here. Dont feel bad about yourself. Youre fine, just like any other human beings, including me. I have my friends who tell me Im just paranoid about things, so Im saying the same thing to you - as your friend. We are just being paranoid people.

We think over-excessively about ourselves, expectations either too high or too low. The voice inside is just trying to make things go for the worse. We have to learn to fight it, okay? You, Me, together. :)

I have you to depend on, and I have them to thank for. Like hoe they had always been there for me for most of my 24/7, I will be here for you too, for the most of your 24/7. So smile, Kalayanee. And be happy. Your friends = My friends, My friends = Your friends. We have their love and support. (:

Take care, and no more crying okay? Promise.


My computer is freaking kcufing slow laaaa. Its lagging. And right now, Im typing the words so slow, in after five seconds, instead of getting "what", I only managed a "w|" from the monitor screen. Bloody.

MTV Asia Awards is on. Tataa! ♥

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hannah: THAT'S WHYYYYYYYYY. i 101% agree on your tag on syaifullarrrr's bloggeh "D
haha. right, hannah. LOLL!, okay :D

IASFiiOna: hahahahahahahhaha. rocking like shyt. LOL. // and why your post so emo? cheer up cheeeeeeeeeeer up! got any probs can come to me one. ;DDD
haha, what th -- haha. oh, sorry lar. even upbeat people have their downtime know! haha. thanks for th encrgement honey!

zii: FAH! english kau power la cacat. HAHA! kbye
haha! oh, standard ehh baz, thank you thank you!

Amandapyh: NO NO NO. Candice is nicey, not irritating! O: And you like me tagging right. I know I know I know. Hi hello bye.
haha. yes she is. you just wont admit it cus you know shes like you and youre like her! hahaha. okay, lamer. hello bye!

FAHT: aiyah! i ended at 4 on friday and went back to jvs. should have come on thursday luh, i was at the convention centre
alamaaaak. hmph. baciiin. haiyoo. =( takpa. we go out soon! i owe you one horny breast hug. haha. okay, sssh!

WEIEN (: HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLO.
weien arrr, halllo!!!! :DDD

Amandapyh: AIYO. HELLO GOODBYE. SO LAMEEEEEY!
eh fat. can shut up? hahahaa.

IASFiiOna: eh, you thn big breast laa. so-fah. LOL.
EH! ssshh! cannot tell anyone that you know! hahahaha, ya lar you sofa!

FAHT: RELINK! tyvm sayang
oooh okay. relinked! ♥

KALA: fahhhhhhhhh, i love th owner of this blog ! thanks for everything ! i seriously mean EVERYTHING !
kala is a siao girl. shut up. go die! i dont hate you too! hahaha. in fact, im in looooove with you - too! ♥ haha.

IASFiiOna: smacking boobs tym! LOL. i miss you too cheh. LOL. heath the clown is way better thn de old one. LOL.
haha. yeahhh. i know! hahaa. heath is LO♥OVE! hahha.

yenshan: hey hey I am fine my dear (: don't worry about me, I promised I will wear the most moist lens for the next trg. muahahaha, jiayou for exams.
eeeeh, sure not you fine? im very worried de leeehhh. =/// haha. thank you too! all the best to you too hon ♥!

Syafiah: I did'nt tag you like, for a long time already. Cos everytime I finished reading your post I won't tag. Hahahah how rude eh.
haha. naw, its okayyy larrr. :D gagaga, its okay, cus i do that too! HAHAHA

JEK: HELLO STUPID GIRL! hahaha. when can we meet up? it's been arnd 2 mths since i last saw you. awwww.
jek go die! next week only thursday OR friday, OR both days. (:

AENN: fahhhh!
oi, wahead oi! hahaha.

AIN: HAHA,your dad super cute la x)
haha, yes yes dino, i know!

jiali: hey hon, i'm not so jinxed today already, yay!
alerlerler, you are jinxed everyday. but what differs is just th concentrated amount that you are jinxed at that current time. HAHAHA!

tikos: stupidididididididity kapeeeee. ikot anip hahaha
oh, yeappp. haha. stupididididididity. hahaha. sapa ajar? cow jugak. hahaha.

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