syazana mroslan.

2008-08-06T22:32:00.004+08:00

consider myself a genius in making kakak's 21st a blast "...the BEST ever birthday celebration ..."

from the invitation cards...

to the dinner location at sakura international buffet downtown (020808)

damage done to ibu? close to $400 for the 17 heads.

the 31st of july itself.

i bet she dint expect any celebrations. i shrugged her off telling that there's no mini or whatsoever celebration until the 2nd august (saturday)

but...me and ibu chose to be very nice; especially since it's her LAST birthday bash, so we prepared a little something...

nothing much. just a celebration to make her feel oldER.

the REAL DEAL was on that saturday; after stuffing our mouths with the buffet food, the esteemed 17 headed back to our place to watch the sister unwrap her presents.

damage cost for myself for her presents? $350 *gulps*

short run of the gifts she received:

nasrin - box filled with stickers, highlighters, a red pen, disney princesses notepad and a disposable shaver.

ilyas - handphone charm with bling-blings.

filzah & pakngah - a stalk of flower from kenzo and anna sui's secret wish - magic romance.

muzakkir - miss sixty rock muse perfume deodorant and body shop's born lippy strawberry lip balm.

mustaqim - strawberry coin purse and a chunky beaded bangle.

syahir & syairah - stainless steel bangle with corals by swatch bijoux.

ME! - the body shop's invent your scent collection pack, coach's legacy ballet flat keychain, Lee denim jacket and a green leather toscano envelope wallet.

cik lim - snowflake brooch from denni

busu - a bottle of pink rasberry cocktail and coach's bleecker patchwork swingpack

makngah and nenek - canon digital ixus 860is and a digital camera kit.

ibu - solvil et titus chronology stainless steel watch in rose gold

i know you're turning green in envy. i am as well.
i think i'll start listing for my 21st wish list now.

oh yeah. i'll include that beemer 320i.

2008-07-20T21:53:00.005+08:00

immense satisfaction.

oh.
that feeling.

no one can buy it.

i'm so delighted i made my point clear and made some people shut up.
you see, there's a saying that goes, "When you can't say or answer it right, it's best to stay quiet" :)

self-contradictory?

i dont think so.

in my dictionary, i checked; it's more of "You're losing and you know you are wrong, so you're giving up" FULLSTOP.

that aside.

non-laudable people who are not even in my list don't deserve to be talked about.

Busu's 40th mini birthday celebration.

nenek managed to whip hearty dishes for his youngest (and only) son's birthday.

all smiles after receiving a bunch of rather pleasant gifts from the other 16.

aaanndd his favourite new york cheese cake from secret recipe.

atok's 71st birthday down.
busu's 40th birthday down.

now, my mind's bopping, only to be thinking about kakak's 21st birthday coming at the end of this month.

all these 3 july babies.

doorgifts. checked.
dinner location. checked.

*scratches head looking at the wish list*

2008-07-09T23:00:00.004+08:00

evidently, what i alleged will not happen, actually happened.
what transpired after he left, will remain a secret.

evidently, i made do so fine without him.
i know that the spark will die off eventually.

evidently, i'm more blissful.
because i've learnt to drop what's unnecessary.

evidently, i'm becoming more appreciative.
i'll start by paying closer attention to laudable people.

see. i told you i'm more contented now.

2008-07-05T01:26:00.003+08:00

the longest bus ride ever.
1.75 hours on 961 from kallang back to woodlands.
traffic congestion from bukit timah to marsiling was devastating.

home via route b; strike.

i love the way he tries hard to greet me in arab.
ww: mas selama...
ww: or is it mas selama kom?
c.a: ASSALAMUALAIKUM la. you totally change the meaning!
ww: i dont know la. still learning.
me: good try :)

and the way he walks over to my desk every morning just to say "Good morning" or "Hi" to me. it's peculiar how almost everything he does pleases me.

let's just say; it's this little crush.

the candle has just been lit.

2008-06-27T23:01:00.004+08:00

on my second day of work, i met cik osman when he came up to me;
and the first thing he said to me was, "Bakal jadi rebutan."
those 3 words left me completely clueless at that point of time.

but today, i finally understood what it meant.

that aside.

i apprehend that there is a dark side to all nursery rhymes.
for instance;

HUMPTY DUMPTY

humpty dumpty sat on the wall
humpty dumpty had a great fall
all the king's horses.......

why must they make the poor little egg fall? a GREAT fall in fact!

another one.

JACK AND JILL

jack and jill went up the hill
.........
jack fell down and broke his crown
and jill came tumbling after

mishaps after mishaps!

SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE

sing a song of sixpence
a pocket full of rye
........
down came a magpie and pecked her on her nose

honestly, wouldn't it be awfully painful to get pecked by a bird's beak?

oh. and i'm sure there are more nursery rhymes that prove that the writers are sadists. creating such rhymes and let innocent children learn them.

and the quirky thing; children actually enjoy them.
enjoy watching people fall down.
enjoy catastrophes.

ah. but i wont deny the datum that i have served my time. as a child.
who LOVED watching people embarass themselves as well.

educate the next generation well, people.

2008-06-21T18:41:00.002+08:00

i think i was blinded before this.

3 months ago, i think i was still stupid.
okay no.
maybe more of obtuse.

but at the extant, i think i just turned judicious.
i have awoken my senses and comprehended that one doesn't always get everything one wants. and one has to open one's eyes and realise what is fantasy and what is not.

the game's not over. i may be on the verge of losing.
but in the midst of the game, i think i've gained the most.

2008-06-13T00:04:00.005+08:00

one.

it somehow struck me; not as a question.
but as a fact to ponder.
when the other three can revere their dearest,
i have to face the irony that i have to part with mine.

two.

the one that i just got acquainted with; ah. he's leaving as well.

it's easy to fathom how much despondence i am in now.

and i'm afraid i can never find another cks or lww.

2008-06-06T23:40:00.005+08:00

alpha.

so today marks the end of the 2nd week of my vocation for me.
my first real job. pretty alright, for a start.

duties are relatively easy. i pick up fast and produce quick but good work. thus, my indirect boss has asked me take over his senior officer's task from now. i.e.; controlling the whole of singapore power grid's kallang bahru substation - transmission construction low value assets.

not bad ey ;) in just 2 weeks...
dont vomit. i'm just making myself feel good. its my way of motivation.

anyway.
i still remember how my very first day (last monday) went. typical. became acquainted with the staff, workplace, duties, rules yadayada.

ah. and how would i ever forget; that was the day that i felt as though i was a zoo exhibition. hell yeah, i'm serious.

EVERYONE STARED AT ME.

from the senior officers (engineers of all levels and principal/senior technical officers) to junior officers (technicians and normal technical officers).
oh and not to forget the deputy director from labrador substation. (no matter about the DD; hot. single. and young ;))

little did i know that kallang's substation is a male working environment. (now that i'm here, there are only 4 females. the other 3 are above 40)

the clerk informed me that it has been 7 years since a young lady stepped foot in the branch. so, you can "...imagine and see how the males get excited. the new EA is a pretty and young girl. they feel so happy!"

AND I GOT THEIR DRIFT.

the single and young engineers; chee wee, han siong, wei wen and chee chung have professed to be "single ticket holders" and wei wen lamented that there "will be stiff competition."

ROFL. seriously.

perchance, i'll consider, especially since im cognizant of the datum that they are such eligible bachelors; degree holders, acquiring a respectable profession and they even have their own cars!

i'll see how it goes.

anyway. here's my temporary desk. once the reconstruction of the substation is complete, i'll get a nice place with a brand new computer.

my stock up. i tend to get sleepy in the afternoons, so i have to munch. chee wee loves my food drawer more than i love it.

and now. the only thing that makes me timorous is that, i'll fall too much in love with the place that i might just stay on and disregard my aspiration to be a teacher.

beta.

nenek was digging her ancient possessions when she came across this bill. this is the japanese dollar bill during the japanese occupation. she has got quite a number of them and she wants to try to sell it and get some $$.

a bill that's about what. 50 years ago? envisage.

gamma.

busu's return from the states. such stimulating stories from him, that i soo long wish to go to the US; like NOW.

and one of the best things in america? the sleek rides of course; cars that you'll never get to see in singapore.

chevrolet corvette.
busu took this car to some factory in US. the owner of the car (some american engineer) hit on 150km/h all the way! riding in a corvette is just as good as riding in a ferrari. can you imagine?

chevrolet corvette again.

dodge charger

the ultimate ride; super sleek 8000 cc dodge viper. TOO cool shit.

ford shelby mustang

this one is the best! stretch limo in front of louis vuitton.

and this soft leathered bag is for the 'special niece'. he said that this bag reminds him of me so much :)

and busu bought such exquisitely delectable chocolates. i think every little bite you take costs 10cents. no kidding. 1 small piece costs around a dollar.

delta.

town with hir and kakak.

total damage cost: SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS

no. i havent gotten my pay. its just some lose money lying around in my second bank account. so i chose to spend it :)

to town always mean scouting for sleek rides. (i know that by now, all of you are rather disgruntled that i talk about cars every now and then. but too bad man. its my predilection!)

rolls royce

lamborghini gallardo superleggera

ferrari F430

the uber cute mini cooper

took a breather and chilled at mc cafe

and i got myself a new watch! i got a free homme perfume. and a discount card. a 3-in-1 kind of thing. cool uh.

1st paycheck will go to an audemars piguet. HAHAHA.

epsilon.

ibu felt covetous of my new watch.

so being a thoughtful and loving husband, bapak surprised ibu with a longines 2 days later.
*gleeful cries from ibu*
and now she's anticipating an omega from bapak.

2008-06-03T22:43:00.010+08:00

having a full time vocation indirectly implies that im supposed to slowly turn adult-ish.
so, welcome me, adulthood.

i have ventured through childhood
with all the wonders and dangers in it.

i have placed my childhood fantasies aside
and picked up hopes of becoming who i want to be.

embrace me, knowledge
for i am ready to know more and add to what i already know.
i have conquered my fear of the night,
now i only fear of becoming nothing.
i have stopped pretending to be what i thought i was going to be
and realised that i am only what i make of myself.

i have come down from the land of make-believe
and i have found the strength to believe in me.
so when i come upon you, open your arms and welcome me,
Adulthood,
for i am headed your way.

ps: abel chong, happy birthday :)
pps: i've a lot to share actually. wait till im more free.
ppps: and i just found out that P.S. means post script. hahh!

2008-05-24T18:46:00.001+08:00

Defying judges' prediction, rocker DAVID COOK WINS AMERICAN IDOL! America voted, and obviously, the citizens disagreed with Simon Cowell.

so there goes the beaming hot stuff. aahh.

manchester united WON!

so man utd becomes the uefa champions after beating chelsea 6-5 in a penalty shoot out following a thrilling 1-1 draw in moscow.

that makes TWO triumphs in a day. neat.

yesterday was deemed to be the best friday i ever had this year. my last day teaching was supposed to be last week. but i came back yesterday because i wanted to see *ahem* and makngah needed help with her 1G.

so the best part? concord's principal decided to give a 1/2 day to the school; concord did rather well in PSLE last year and SYF this year. the highlight of the last day was of course, the concert.

the pictures' quality aint fantastic at all because literally, i was seated too comfortably, that i refused to stand up and move around, that i only bothered to zoom here and there, that resulted in the bad images.

concord's band. nothing compared to zhenghua primary's (my school) band.

the indian dance which i thought was rather good.

angklung with a touch of percussion upbeats

the costumes of the international dance attracted me; not the dance moves.

constance, external band conductor and makngah.
i wanted to snap just the 3 of them, but loo stepped in the picture (and blocked siti)

performance by act 3.

aaanndd. meet irwan. yes, i call this teddy irwan. (i refuse to explain)

later that night.

while i was praying, the irksome little sister kept on calling me ben dan; without actually knowing the meaning. God! i was so frustrated to the extent that i want to stop praying and whack her. she took away my concentration!

kakak handled her for me, and made her face the wall. her bawling was so hilarious that it got me and my brother laughing like lunatics.

so those of you who think that she's such an angelic homo sapien, here i am, proving you wrong.

call me a sadist.

:)

2008-05-18T22:50:00.019+08:00

number five.

the day out with the beloved grandfather.

took a ride in his new car; honda vtec vti.
went from bishan to holland to alexandra and back home. and i'd say that car rides with him are the best.

(apart from talking about cars, as usual) atok never fails to share with me his stories, based on his experiences. and out of his 9 grandchildren, i'll say that i'm the only one who knows most of his life stories. trust me.

so we headed to his workshop. this little garage that he owns/runs in alexandra.

see that blue bike? that's the bike that i used to ride when i little. i'd cycle it around the area while waiting for atok to handle his customers. once, i cycled and i got chased by 2 big dogs! no kidding. and, that was the last time i touched that bike.

i helped atok check the thermostat housing of this renault kangoo. it was leaking pretty badly, and atok let me have a go on getting my hands dirty.

i could actually work in his workshop ey. i imagine myself wearing those blue overalls with a bandana. and having soiled hands and face. hahaha!

being around bapak, busu and hir, i learn about cars.

being around atok, i learn about the inside of the cars.

oh this. a common sighting at the alexandra workshop area.

these are 2 of the truckloads of terrible ones i've seen. i'd add on a smashed audi TT and bmw 320i to the list as well. only, no pictures.

and oohh. what did i see? a ferrari in atok's friend's workshop.

atok has dealt with cars like that as well. porsches, beemers. name it.

so while atok was driving along BKE, i heard a familiar vroom.

i guessed it right! it was a BLACK LAMBORGHINI GALLARDO dammit!

it past atok's car sooooo fast that the moment i whipped out my phone to shoot it, it was already out of sight!

that's the lambo! the same one that hir and abel sighted.

so fly.

i think its cooler to see a sleek ride on the move, on the road, rather than to see it stationary. you get to see how fast it goes and hear it vroom so fast! you call it noise pollution. i call it sweet beat.

another one. ROLLS ROYCE PHANTOM SEDAN on woodlands road.

this one is no joke.

and when am i going to own one?

number four.

caught the movie ayat-ayat cinta. a moving story, though it didn't bring me to tears.
and i dont know how else to agree with an assertion from the movie that "to love and possess are two different things."

number three.

nenek's house was teemed with a joyous atmosphere as we awaited pakngah's return from iran.

the iranian chocolates that the manufacturing executive in singapore (and assistant manager in iran) never fails to bring back from iran each time he goes there. the one that we all LOVE.

and this tuesday, busu's flying to the united states; texas to california to san francisco. it's as though its a treat for him for getting promoted to principal engineer.

(i'm going to make him buy bottles of victoria's secrets lotion for me ;))

needless to say, i'm a proud niece; seeing my uncles do so well in their companies that they get to be sent overseas.

number two.

one by one, we leave concord. (hopefully not forever)

with such a hefty heart, i made my way out last friday.

concord; the school that made me obtain a sense of belonging; with ever so helpful and wonderful teachers, and respectful, cute (though at times, devilish) students.

and how would i ever forget the class that i felt so bonded with; 1G.

clad in black and white with noah that wednesday.

and this time, i was in dark blue with loo.

i was glad i made the best out of my last day. i tried to make myself thoroughly happy and didn't waste any chance of talking to every teacher that i could get along well with.

the last one from loo, "10 years teaching in primary school, and we suddenly become like children as well. we love stickers, rubber stamps and cute little things."

oh, i'll never forget the cute pegs that we have :)

a gift from ilakkiya. oh. its original. really.

* a short note to kakak:
if you want that $6.50, you better make it right.

number one.

whatever was mentioned during the motivation workshop got me contemplating; really deep. and therefore, i hereby say that:

i love my life because i found its purpose.

2008-05-16T01:05:00.004+08:00

2 of my friends have already resided in australia to pursue their degree.
and just recently, it was eugene's turn to go there.

yeah. he's pretty glad that he has his own toilet. "no more sharing!"
no more seeing e.t. in the club house :(

oh. and in mid june, it will be abel's turn to hit down under.
fantastic.

2008-05-15T00:01:00.006+08:00

empat boulevard in concord's staff room rock big time.

face the datum that it was raining heavily and i wont negate that it was rather cold in the early afternoon; thus explaining why 3/4 of the concordians were clad in sweaters/pullovers/jackets/windbreakers.

and of course, the sun showed up pretty soon and brought the sky back to its norm. it would make every human with a compos mentis mind to remove his/her outer layer.

BUT.

i think. some students literally lost one of their senses: that is; not to feel themselves warming up despite the heat from the sun.

loo's sarcasm was fantastic! "wow haikal! suddenly singapore started snowing!"

and one of pandora's student was trying to attest that being able to withstand the heat in the outer layer will make him cool.

pandora: are you cold?
boy 1: no.
pandora: are you having a fever?
boy 1: no.
pandora: do you feel hot?
boy 1: yes.
pandora: then why are you wearing your jacket? zipped all the way up somemore!
boy 2: (nonchalantly) act cool lar mdm wong.

you see. and i reckon that there is a handful of you who acted the same way as these boys back in primary school.

noah's last day :(

noah dressed down. instead of his normal shirts and smart shoes, he was clad in a tee and some casual footwear. and he wore same colours as me today. black top, white bottom :)

me being with him; has got mdm aishah deliberating how far of friends are we. *gasps* she thinks that we have got this something going on together. *gasps*

rollsonfloorlaughing.

noah and i; like hao peng yo only ;)

probably she has seen us close together, and starts to think differently? but oh well. even if it is for real, i wont mind. noah's a fine lad.

his genial disposition + brainy + sporty + buff = BINGO!

i'll miss noah.
and friday's going to be my turn.
then i'll miss loo.
:(

oh.

on a short note: happy 22nd my dear noah tan yongxin :)

2008-05-12T00:00:00.012+08:00

happy mother's day to all deserving mums.

for being able to understand what her children do not say, i'd say that my mum's WONDERFUL. and i LOVE her.

among one of the 3 things (mug+card+brownie) i gave her; a (originally plain) mug that i designed myself using some magic markers (for glass or polished surfaces).
:)

and not to forget;
i got gifts for my 2 esteemed aunts and granny as well.
<3

kakak said that this-particular-brown-strand-of-hair-of-mine is getting more distinct each day. and just now when i was pinning up my hair, kakak just grabbed me and gasped. "nana! your hair!"

that's the particular strand of hair i was talking about.
and people think that i got it dyed.

it's natural baby :)

the sunday afternoon at town with ibu.

ibu bought me and kakak such pretty and expensive lingeries.
it feels good to wear something costly inside. makes you feel. sexy. hahaha :D

lunch at ramen ten. food was not. that. bad.
we got kind of pissed off with one of the staff though. lousy service. gave us the cold shoulder after taking our order. as though we owe her big bucks. dammit!

the chocolate freeze is reaallyy good i tell you!

and of course. what's the best thing about going to town? sighting for exotic cars! BINGO.

was sitting around in front of al-falah, when i heard a familiar vroom. "sounds like a lambo..." and true enough, as i turned around, there it was. the gallardo revving off.

and the other deal today were another gallardo in front of ngee ann city, a ferrari f360 modena and as usual, the maseratis and aston martins. neat shit.

this is so random. one of my few 'nice' photography. hah!
no need to condemn. i'll improve myself.

school tomorrow. i better retire. looking forward to meet fareez.
and ooohh! noah misses me! :D

2008-05-10T13:37:00.007+08:00

a second watch for The Forbidden Kingdom.
literally, it is one of those movies you can watch for umpteenth times and can still laugh hysterically as though its your first time watching. returned only at 2 am and retired close to 3.

and today morning, i missed a call from mendaki.
there goes a chance to acquire $70 for 3 easy hours. POOOFFF!

anyway, the new BMW 1 series 3-door hatch is here. condensed intensity. neat shit. this; for a first car anyone?

2008-05-05T11:28:00.013+08:00

i was still snoring away in bed when my phone rang.

Lady: hi. good morning. is this syazana?
Me: *still on the pillow* mmmmm...yar.
(this better be good; waking me up from slumberland. rawr.)
Lady: im calling from singapore power. and im pleased to inform you that you have gotten the post of an executive assistant.

and i just HAD to sit up right away.

woah. good job. good money. good benefits.

i guess that one of the reasons i got this post because during the interview, the managing director and the sub directors were "impressed with your handwriting. you've got very beautiful handwriting. minutes will be of no problem!"

pretty glad that this vocation can keep me busy for a year before i enter SIM in 09 :)

praises to God the Almighty. Alhamdulillah.

but to think of it; there'll be:
no more concord :(
no more 1G :(
no more loo :(
no more noah :(
no more nasuha :(

oh. it'll be alright :)

2008-05-04T23:02:00.002+08:00

i think. im feeling it.
its really bad that it hurts.

WHERE ARE YOOOUUU???

a brisk walk past me. regent heights club house.
eugene teo never looked better.

and i reminiscenced.
...the days that we used to spend hours yakking with each other till the wee hours.

syairah's last performance.
catholic junior college's symphonic band - con fuoco IV.

filzah. kakak. irah. me.
we support each other. because we LOVE each other.
because we're family.
(gifts from us, yes.)

cjcsb's very own STOMP.

the performance that i love the most; Godzilla. hilarious. very.

and they're trying to kill the monster here.

HOLD IT.
how can i forget to snap a picture of brandon's (syairah's boyfriend) solo on the saxaphone?!

that's my girl :)

and that's it.

2008-04-29T12:40:00.002+08:00

clearly i have been busy.
if not for my almost-frenzied-schedule, it would be the sickening microbes that are at the current, more than glad, dominating my body.

alrighttt. from the most recent:

1) no monday blues

the presence of certain teachers in concord make teaching there more than fun.

upon bumping into noah yesterday, i beamed and shot him a "hi noah."
i guess the way i said it sounded so cooing that nasuha just had to say "sungguh menggoda!" oh dear.

and seeing loo more than a couple of times pleasures me as well.

now, who said that monday blues MUST take place?

2) the date for him. the hangout for me.

i got so sick of him giving up too easily on every riddle i asked him.

BUT!

i think it was so inane of me to offer such a stupid deal. "answer this riddle correctly and i'll buy you a drink." i thought he would give up again, but he ~~stupidly~~ cleverly checked the internet for answers.

and clearly, i lost. DAMN IT.
i hear cries of triumph in his voice...

i've declined 1 or 2 dates with him. and just so i knew, i actually agreed to go out with him. God! what was i thinking?

but he was nice. an o.k.a.y. kind of person.
paid my movie ticket and i treated him an ice-cream at swensens instead of a drink.

my admiration for jackie chan and jet li as well as chinese movies resulted to him being FORCED to watch this.
i guess at the end of the movie, his perception towards chinese movies have changed?
oh yeah. it was THAT AWESOME.

while we were walking around, i sighted a whole lot of those neat rides! i kept saying the name of the cars and the models, but i could see he had no idea what i was talking about. it was as though i was talking to myself!

all he told me was "your knowledge of cars is way better than mine. very impressive."

upon parting;
r: must i answer another riddle before i can date you again?
m: (in my heart) whaaattt?! a date?! i just see this as a hangout dawg.
m: yeah. i guess.

from now on, i must wholly be careful with what i want to say.

3) manchester united's loss at away.

those of you who have this hate-thing with the colour red, please be warned;
here onwards, pictures are going to be an eyesore.

the datum that chelsea has never lost at its home for 2 consecutive years made all the man utd's supporters (in the family) clad in red. it was all the more we wanted to support our favourite team.

that's the only red top i have.
i dont have a red bag as well, so i just settled for a red paper bag.

and atok was such a dear :) he jolly well knows my relish for ferraris and he bought this for me from shell!
the one that you need to fill $50 of petrol and just pay $5.95 for the car.
that's a ferrari fxx. i think i might ask bapak or busu to buy me the enzo or the F430 :D

with filzah. kakak, muzakkir, nasrin, pakngah and hir were in red as well. but the only true man utd supporters are pakngah, hir and me.

home of the manchester united fans.

1st half of the match was at makngah's house. upon half-time, the man utd fans walked to another tower to continue the 2nd half at busu's house. makngah's tv was used to watch APM 2008.

australia's bundaberg rootbeers were only given to the homme. busu gave me a glass of sparkling apple juice instead "...to the only girl :)"

utter disappointment as the whistle was blown to end the match. man utd lost. 'thanks' to the unnecessary penalty and to the kayu referee. alfred cant agree more.

match highlights:

CHELSEA 2 - 1 MANCHESTER UNITED.

michael ballack's penalty blew the title race open as chelsea moved level on points with leaders manchester united with only two matches left.

vidic's match ended early after receiving a blow to his mouth from drogba's knee.

1) rooney took advantage of a defensive mix up to fire home an equaliser for man utd
2) chelsea took a lead as the unmarked ballack headed home drogba's cross

BIRMINGHAM CITY 2 - 2 LIVERPOOL

(in case you dint realise; we were supporting liverpool as well. 2 favourite teams in a night. sweeettt.)

1) crouch pulled a goal back for the reds after a run from birmingham's pennant
2) forsell received mcfadden's cross before firing the hosts ahead

i deem that there is not much to worry, even after man utd's loss to chelsea. with the upcoming match with wigan and west ham (which should be a blow for the team that's on top of the list), man utd should be able to bring home the cup :)

watch out for the 2 last games.

4) the detour that proved to be worth it.

took a detour from somerset mrt to cathay cine.

and that detour; allowed me to bump into helmi, sean, brad and fiqie. made friends with abigail and met some of fiqie's dragonboat friends. oh and that cute chink from stitch, across hula & co ;)

lamenting to me that her part time job of $5.50/hr was peanuts, i just had to thank God continuously for allowing me to have 3 easy-peasy part-time jobs (that spell t-e-a-c-h-i-n-g) that pay $13, $35 and $10 per hour each.

so here again, Alhamdulillah.

on a short note:

this is eric dill, ex-lead singer of the click five.
and he's hot.

okay bye.

2008-04-23T23:31:00.011+08:00

i find it pretty cute how children can be so naive!
just yesterday i was sitting beside noah during assembly. we were laughing and talking away (like always) while ganges was presenting...

then back in class, my 1G students went
"ohh!! mr tan is your boyfriend!"
"miss syazana, you are mr tan's girlfriend?"

i merely laughed, denying and asked them what made them think so.
then abel replied cheekily "because you sit beside mr tan. then you laugh and talk to him. then he touched your hand...."

OH MY GOD! "...touched your hand"??!!
noah and i were exchanging sweets.

children.
oh yeah. i was like that 13 years back.

NO! the funny thing is that, these kids were looking at almost everything i did. woah. that's scary.

then. we went back with loo teng kiat :D
and i told her repeatedly, its just an infatuation.
i dont know. there's just something about his smile. the way he talks to me. and says "bye" to me; that kind of give me a little tingling sensation.

rofl. :)

2008-04-20T17:57:00.005+08:00

the weekly family gathering at the grandparents' house.
and pakngah brought his new gizmo.
the Canon Digital SLR EOS 40D at $1939.

impressive shots. good buy unca.
im still saving up for that nikon coolpix s9. fuh.

2008-04-17T23:01:00.001+08:00

my current muse; irwan putra :)
i've yet to snap pictures of erwin p. saysay and xuan yi.

2008-04-16T13:41:00.008+08:00

14 pairs of shoes! :)
kakak, thanks.

finally, i'm able to slot in a few moments from my valued time to update for a mo.

from the most recent.

1) the too much time to waste.

slept over at my mosque over the weekend, with the intention to head down to expo early next morning. the john little sale; impossible to miss.

so unintentionally, kakak and i set off very much earlier and we had eons of time to kill. 8.30 am; we found ourselves already at the expo station. 2 hours before the doors open. so we opted to go to changi airport for a hearty breakfast at burger king and walk around aimlessly.

the meandering resort to me buying one of my favourite chocolates; Switzerland's Goldken.

$2.15 for this short piece of cigar-look-a-like praline.

straight up, i dont mind spending money on things that elate me; like chocolates. you kind of get to savour the different tastes of chocolates at different prices.

2) the 'king' of all mp4s --> (hir's term)

ultimate coolness.
hir, good buy.
i think i'll wait until the iphone officially becomes legal in singapore.

3) dinner at eatzi gourmet

my friday couldn't end any better; with a phone call from ibu exclaiming that we would have our dinner at eatzi gourmet at yishun safra country club. FANTASTIC! :D

(nazra, thanks for the directions. i can already bring you overseas so that you can help me navigate. lol.)

upon opening the menu, ibu said, "order anything you want!" <3

bapak was the best! he had 2 dishes; fried rice with egg and satay and black pepper steak.

oh. that's mine. chef's special steak. New Zealand steak. sweeeett. $23 for that hot plate. and it's finger licking good i tell you.

and when i say its finger licking good, i really mean it. big eater? hell yeah. i even ate 1/2 of muzakkir's rice and 1/2 of ibu's chicken.

and its always good to end a sumptuos meal with a desert.

the whole lot of meat eaters ate food worth more than $167.
thank you ibu. you're the best :)

and as we were walking back to the car, i saw a poster on challenge rafting! at perak; but sadly, the water's only from grades 1 to 3. nothing compared to the waters i rode in new zealand - grades 1 to 5.

the price was no surprise; $340. standard price for challenge rafting.

so i told ibu;
me: ibu can you sign up as a member with safra?
ibu: (nonchalantly replied) for what?
me: so that i can get a discount if i sign up for challenge rafting.
ibu: hah! just for that? for you alone?
kakak: new zealand's one better lar. this one perak only.

i dont know why she says that owning a club membership is a waste of money. "want to swim? gym? karaoke? bbq? go to makngah's or busu's condo lar..."

argh.

oh. before getting in the car, muzakkir practically walked over to this porsche boxster owner and asked him "how fast can your car go?"
(fyi, boxsters can go up to 280km/h)

the owner who was a white even offered muzakkir a ride in his car, but the brother ~~stupidly~~ cleverly said "No thanks."

the white even managed a wave and a "Bye!" to us before we left. how amiable.

4) the 'not-to-miss luge' at sentosa

was blog-hopping, and i think 4 or 5 out of all the blogs i read, the bloggers had posts on sentosa's luge and gondola.

is it REALLY that GOOD? the bloggers kept on saying that "the luge is so fun!" and "must try! not to miss!"

oh dear. clearly they are missing a whole lot.

this 2; they're the real deal.

and again, i must not forget to thank God the Almighty for giving me a good life. Amin.

2008-04-09T23:38:00.002+08:00

nazra told me that beth gave me something for graduation, and i deemed that it would only be polite if i returned her with something as well.

*think 'stuff worth remembering'*

so, i handmade all these...

and im finally done with it! bought her pink diamante studs as well. nice and laudable people deserve to taste my charitable + good hearted side.

oh come on. dont vomit already.
rofl ;)

2008-04-09T01:28:00.006+08:00

you know one good thing about living in a 2 storey?

you dont have to go out of house to do exercise. there's always the stairs. and the tv area to work out. and when you start heating up, go upstairs and switch on the air-con. simple :)

oh. but that's kakak by the way.

me? i do all my exercising out of house. i aint got lazy bones. period.

define impulsive shoppers. people with sudden desires to buy someting (most of the time not something that they want/need/use).

me. and syahir.

i spent quite a sum on a pair of elle active shoes to add on to my shoe collection. and! i hereby claim that i officially own 13 pairs of footwear :D ~~more to come.~~ ahem.

and hir; he spent a bomb on an iPod Touch. bloody hell.

oh that. in a point of fact, we were planning to get versace watches.

ROFL. HAHAHAHA i know.

no. actually i'm serious.
like seriously.

2008-04-08T11:42:00.005+08:00

just last wednesday, i initiated to ibu a zoo visit.
then the next day, makngah asked me whether i wanted to follow her/my 1G to the zoo for their learning journey! it was as if she read my mind :)

at the SPLASH amphitheatre.

1G with their form teacher; my makngah :)

and, with me!

and this thang officially wins the BEST POSE OF THE DAY. how cute.

ps: i dont know this animal's name!

okay that's it.

i love his taste in music. so me.

new one from him; God Bless The Broke Road by Rascal Flatts

"...Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart
They were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you..."

2008-04-04T23:53:00.001+08:00

my hair needed extensive trimmingslashlayering.
and nasrin's hair was turning into a mane.
so today, we paid a visit to the Loreal Professional Hair Studio! as usual.

i always love looking at this poster at the entrance; they all look so happy!

before; were the long heavy tresses.

*snip snip*

aanndd. i love the way my hair looks now.

for the umpteenth time, i did not straighten nor dye my hair. you got a problem that it is naturally like that? *glares hard at you*

rebonding and dyeing; so not fly.

2008-04-02T23:30:00.016+08:00

went back with loo :)
and thanks to filzah, i had to embarass myself; having to borrow 60 cents from him to pay for her bus fare.

was walking home.
and i saw a PINK rx8.

and the driver was a MALE. i think he must really love pink a lot, but he's kind of shy to make it obvious, that's why he tinted his windows.

(thanks kakak for reminding)
somehow i dont know how and why i hark back to that song we listened at rp's kaffe esplanade, during (our first) break out (together) back in 2007. he whistled, while i sang out the lyrics.

and that song; i couldnt remember!

determined to find that very song, i managed to rummage through kakak's entire ancient cd collection. turned out that the song was 'doing that thing you do'. by 'the wonders'.

:)

he got me addicted to 'how to save a life' by 'the fray'.
repeated multiple times on my playlist.

"...Where did I go wrong

I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life..."

and at this moment, im yenning for that Quality Airflown N.Z. Steak Topped With Barbecue Sauce. *smacks lips*

2008-04-01T23:56:00.013+08:00

i fooled 5 people on april's fool :)
i think i made every prank sound so serious that all of them actually believed me.
HAH! :D

abel. akmal. and bapak were slooww to catch it. *shakes head*

anyway.

clearly i have been busy.

from the most recent.

1) the problem with some parents

parents who complain a lot get on my nerves.
they are bloody overly protective of their kids that they might even sue the crap out of any kid who lays a finger on their ohsobeloved.

like yesterday. this father of this girl complained to me that there were 2 boys in my class who liked to scratch her. and he kept on bugging me to take action. "i want to know what's your plan. what action are you going to take?" blahblahblah.

GODAMMIT! I'M JUST A RELIEF TEACHER!

the worse part? he even requested that the daughter get changed to another class! bloody hell. not as if his daughter is the top student or he's paying thousands to the school also!

and know what? i flared at the father.
argh! horrible i know.

i complained to ibu and my aunt (the form teacher of the class im relieving) and based on experience, they nonchalantly said "just listen and swallow. parents are always right."
bloody hell.

God help! please make sure that i wont turn out to be a parent that teachers dislike.

2) 1st hangout with the soon-to-be brother-in-law.

ahem.
:D

nice and hilarious. got me laughing like a lunat over his witty jokes.
and he teased me for having small eyes.
"...you laugh then why you must you close your eyes?"

pfffttt.

dont blame me that my grandfather's chinese.

3) pakngah's and filzah's early birthday celebration: barbecue

actuality: hir was. is. and will always be. a huha'. that's period.

pakngah put me in charge of planning the whole bbq.
and SHIN managed everything; organising committee clad in black that night.
started off early that saturday to shop for the bbq stuff at IMM's giant.

i think i must have gained more muscles carrying the plastic bags laden with barbecue items.
regent heights it was. and yet again, the plan for a midnight swim failed.

and while we were barbecueing, this family of 5 pretty white cats came near our bbq pit. bapak and busu were so gentle towards them ps: bapak grew up living with what; 10 cats?

only 3 here. pretty right? :)

pakngah.

grandparents with their children (children; sounds so funny)

finally SHIN got to rest.

the people who made it all possible from the back: SyazHirIrahNana.

filzah.

and after all was done, pakngah rewarded SHIN $50 EACH; worth every drop of sweat.

4) the well behaved 1G

when students (and teachers) get amusingly conventional on fridays, my 1G was so biddable. i could actually hug all of them. taught them a few 'inside-class' cheers and hell yeah, they love it.

and as usual, at the end of the day, i will receive many little notes from these cute little people. abel has started drawing and writing to me. not something i'd expect from him though.

right now, i think i have to be all the more careful when in class now. one wrong move; iffah and wasilah will complain. then the next day, i'll get calls from aunty nazra and cik azman.

its harder when your friends know your students.
*stares at aunty nazra*

green group! (from top left: ilakkiya, ilario, hai ning, izzat, abel, nazif)

blue group! (from bottom left: prathiksha, jun yun, yue san, xavier, min wei, hani)

red group! (from top left: rabbani, madeline, shaimah, pei xuan, zach, zhenhua)

white group! (from top left: samantha, brandon, wasilah, jin seng, mabel, sung kyun)

yellow group! (from top left: irsyad, samuel, iffah, yi le, candice, donovan)

teachers have their favourites too you know. (got my drift?)

5) the ~~much awaited~~ graduation ceremony

reason(s) to attend: number 1. meet up with friends. number 2. ibu made me go.

dint look forward to this date at all. but i wont deny that i had a teeny weeny bit of fun; especially getting to see the very much esteemed friends.

adrenaline rush when the whole row of homo sapiens (along with me) clad in grad gowns with yellow sashes started walking up to the stage to receive our folios in front of a strong 1000 plus audience.

but everything after that was mundane. merely sat down there clapping continuously.

with nazra.

the BIG shots of RP a.k.a. Board Of Governors

the sea of yellow.

after receiving my folio, we got back to our seats....and instead of clapping along, i opted to play with brad's iphone and yakked non-stop with him.

and then. while i was joking around with nazra, sinclair, zakiah and that indon mat - kenneth chandra, ibu called me.

bad news.

ibu's cousin passed away. died of lung cancer. bottom line: SMOKING KILLS.

and we had to pay our respects. happy :) day turned sad :(

managed to squeezed in 1 or 2 shots before rushing off to the house...

with izzati.

with the everdearestest parents; bapak. and ibu. :)

.....

the atomosphere in the house was teemed with intense misery.
seeing all the big boys crying; dear God. it was complete bitterness.

saw the smart ass johan @ bob. 1 look at him (esp when seeing his hair) and you might think he's like some ITE dropout.

but he's the one from temasek jc - science stream and clinched all As on his cert. he wanted to do medicine in nus but dint get in. so now he's doing some aerospace there.

and he's the one who's got a lawyer as his sister. and at 25 or 26 only, the sister's driving a bmw 320i. (yes A. your wannabe-1st-car)

after the burial ceremony, ibu and i did a tad of ahem. shopping.
stress relieving okay.

and abel. it was good to hear your voice after eons.

2008-03-23T21:51:00.008+08:00

was weighing the pros and cons of entering uni this year with my parents. and i'd pretty much love to be at the gaining end.
so...i've decided to put the degree on hold.

still contemplating whether i should do my degree here or in NZ.
university of canterbury - christchurch. ah. sweet :)

irah might be doing her degree there. so. if i go. i'll have family.
cik lim was already checking out the apartments and bungalows there.
so uh. this whole plan of the 'entire family migrating' is still on eh?

nazra, the meetup was sweet. to more of such good stuff :)
the next time we go out, make sure its our turn to carry paper bags from dunhill and chanel yeah. oh and your tod's. and my versace.

2008-03-13T01:33:00.022+08:00

he's the one. with the boyish look. ruffled hair. slim jeans. box-like bag.
the one whose legs brushed against mine as he took his seat in the train.

he's the one. with the strong jawline. killer smile. laidback dressing.
the one i caught staring at me while i was scooping my cream pie in LJS.
the one that the sister knows him as dean; the rugger from pioneer jc.

he's the one. with the smart army uniform. intellectual look. the big arms.
the one who shot me a smile as he alighted the bus and walked on.
the one whose name tag read c k sheng. or was it s k sheng?

must be my lucky day.

2008-03-13T00:58:00.004+08:00

that whole day was spent well with the sister and the boy.
travelled all the way to paya lebar, then to choa chu kang then alexandra. had to clear some important stuff. my tablet's adapter's defective and so i had to send it down to the service centre. hmph.

tiring it was. BUT. i guess the whole trip was rather worth it. for now, i think HP customer service centre will on my top list for the 'best service center i ever been to'.

with free internet usage, comfy leather sofas, televisions and a small bistro, what not?

2008-03-11T00:27:00.013+08:00

070308 marked the last day of term 1.
the students (and teachers) became amusingly unconventional. tracy tried to cover up her zaniness by giving a pretext that "its friday and a start of a holiday..."

the customary spring cleaning. housekeeping, last minute markings and yadayada.
ergh. arduous okay!

hah. speaking about spring cleaning. you should see how much my p1s enjoyed it, especially the part where they ~~accidentally~~ purposely get themselves w.e.t. they got all soo excited just over wiping the classroom furniture.

and apparently this 2 jokers in my class had to get their uniforms drenched and they just got the vp worried that they "might catch a cold!" seriously, like whatever!!

just before the 6.30 bell rang, i was unofficially declared santa.
gave away sweets, pencils and ice-pops to a handful of pupils in my 1G because they did well for their tests. and like i always tell them, "just do well and the rewards will come." :)

not to forget the one crucial datum that syazana is very charitable.
i love giving people things and see the look of excitement and content in their faces.

oh did i mention that i had a long talking session with noah in the hall? chan was yakking about the youth olympic games 2010 aanndd...
we. digressed. had our own assembly 'programme'. horrible i know.

then, i even had the time to talk and joked with loo! such a nice man :)
i got fascinated by some cute pegs of his. some of his students from his previous school gave him before he left. loo got them clipped on his worksheets.

i saw that the bookshop sells those pegs, so i got myself some.

i finally had the time to catch only one (last) episode of NZ on wheels.

and i realised how MUCH i actually miss new zealand. while watching, i reminiscenced and i was surged with excitement when i noticed the places that the host, melody chan went.
phrases like "eh! this one! we went there!" and "that one was fun!" were at the recurrent.

if interested: http://5.mediacorptv.sg/shows/variety/view/1641/1/.html

this was the advertisement that accompanied the variety show.
and this. IS 100% new zealand.
turn up your volume and watch.

and now you know why i LOVE new zealand.

anyway. heard the song umpteenth times on board qantas to melbourne and sydney that time. loved it.
and eversince i watched the NZ advertisment, i love it even more. been repeating on my playlist countless times.
forever young. enjoy.

2008-03-03T00:34:00.001+08:00

saturday morning was spent shopping for the boy's birthday present. walked the whole stretch from heeren to wisma, straining my leg muscles, pondering what to get him.
met nina and boyfriend, shemoo walking around aimlessly at heeren. was good to see her though :)

aanndd on the way to taka, i sighted a murcielargo! goddammit! and it zoomed right in front of me! the vrooming of that lambo was hoottt alright.
i was too mesmerized by the sight of that sleek ride and it took me almost 10 seconds to realise that if i did not snap a picture at that time, it would be eons before i get to see one zoom right in front of me again.

the shopping was fun, though i dint get anything for myself. i wanted to go in zara, but kakak was already lamenting that her feet were aching thanks to heels. you need to get jimmy choos.
like seriously.

we had steamboat at makngah's house. and each person was only entitled to one hour of hogging the dining table. hahaha! i self-extended my eating hours because i was in the last batch :D
and then, there was the usual ps2-ing. racing games of course!

syahir; the birthday boy

awfully contented with his gifts. pierre cardin limited edition wallet, hugo energise, MUFC jersey, adidas messenger bag, a book on automobiles and $16.

only 2 weeks with my 1G, and some of the girls have started developing an affection towards me. *ahem ahem* im such a nice teacher, i know. rofl.

sweet right? :)

and the school that im doing relief at has this end of the month birthday celebration thing.
the school gives out kit kats to students born in a particular month. and the whole school will sing to the students (and teachers) a birthday song in all 4 languages.

mr dav goh was on the guitar while mr loo (ahem ahem :)) was on the piano. and mr loo led in the singing.

i've always wondered where i stood in his life. how much worth i am to him. but at this moment, i feel that its not going anywhere, so i think i'll loosen up a little bit.
unconsciously, i've started noticing other. homme. explains it huh.

oh well. if its meant to be, it'll come back. one way. or another.

2008-02-29T02:37:00.001+08:00

a respite since the last entry; so here comes all the tardy stories.
been busy. relief teaching's occupying me rather well.

oh and i made a new friend today. noah. :)

remember the short getaway i mentioned previously? hmph.
well, apparently, the supposed-to-be-happy-weekend turned sour.
oh hold it. read on.

so we checked in the resort that saturday. took 2 apartments because makngah's family and the grandparents tagged along. to my cousin's wedding as well.
cousin filzah and lil sister nasrin at the balcony.

from my room.

at my father's brother's house. busy preparing the contents for the goodie bag.

the big day.

my cousin, abang didi and wife, kak fizah. and the bunch from the girl's side along with some of abang didi's rugby friends. all his friends were clad in canterbury and IRB (International Rugby Board) t-shirts. how cool!

the traditional 'giving blessings' ceremony. ah. i dont understand this part.

ibu. nenek. makngah. :)

my parents and the newly weds.

we started our drive down back to singapore in the late afternoon. stopped by ayer keroh to ease our bladders, grab a bite and yada yada.

and here comes the climax.

makngah's hands were loaded with plastic bags and so she headed to atok's car with the intention of putting the goods in the boot. she then realised that the boot was not closed properly and assumed that atok had opened the boot from far (those kind of auto-open like in taxis).

the moment she opened the boot, she was taken aback when she realised that both her luggage bag and pakngah's were missing! nenek saw the colour of makngah's face changing. pale. despair. definitely.

you guessed it right. some FUCKING IDIOTS stole the bags. and the only dent they made was at the keyhole of the boot. definitely the work of pros. upon knowing what happened, i started swearing like mad. and for the first time, bapak didn't scold me for blurting bad words.

all of us found it rather hard to fathom the datum that atok's car was the target! why did the FUCKING IDIOTS chose atok's mitsubishi lancer when there were mercs, beemers and other nicer rides parked next to atok's car? and we were trying to be crime scene investigators of our own; thinking of how the whole thing actually happened.

oh i bet those FUCKING IDIOTS are gambling with the stuff they stole. what not? my uncle lost his new goldlion wallet, 500 SGD cash, credit cards, his favourite all blacks t-shirt (bought from new zealand) and samsonite bag. and my aunt; her $800 digi cam and PASSPORTS. yes. that important red book that allows entry into other countries was taken away as well.

don't blame them for leaving valuables in the car. knowing the high rate of crime in malaysia, they felt it would be safe to leave it in the boot instead of carrying it around. one snatch and kapoop! its gone! they had a point though. but uh. it just didn't work out that day.

so we headed to the police station in durian tunggal. makngah and pakngah gave their statements and recounted the whole incident to the constable on duty. apparently we had to wait for some inspector to come and investigate the case and do the necessary shit.

i looked up and checked the police ranking board. 'wow. inspector. not bad uh'

we were all drained. makngah and pakngah were still stricken. i even fell asleep on the couch in the police station. had to wait for the inspector for 1 1/2 hours!

but wait. i'll tell you this; the waiting was worth the while! i was awaken by the sound of a vehicle's door closing. seconds later, this guy walked up the door of the station.

and God! he was good looking alright. the constable greeted him 'Tuan inspector'. i think that would be my first time actually noticing a malaysian guy. clad in a polo tee, kempt appearance and a genial disposition, he was that (young) inspector.

ibu told irah or me to tackle the inspector. ah. irah's got brandon. me? still flying solo! so i said "hey! why not?" ibu shot me that look. the kind that's got 'i was kidding only' written on the face. come on, what's the matter? i don't see a ring on his hand! young. inspector some more. good looking. BINGO. :)

oh. that inspector guy has an assistant. and he was busy taking photos of atok's car. initially, he wanted to snap bapak's car. he must have been surprised as well that atok's car was the target.

atok recounting the incident.

and the inspector (2nd from left) explaining to pakngah whatever procedure...

those FUCKING IDIOTS put makngah and pakngah through a whole of trouble. i hope those assholes get damned to hell.

syahir's band performance at the victoria concert hall. hah. i got a temper that whole day. my 1G, my 3F and then irah's blurness. it somehow collated and i felt myself almost bursting at the end of the day.

hir's performance was not bad! i watched him hit the drumset. solo. so proud of him! at the end of everything, kakak and i walked along boat quay. the whole place is really pretty at night. enjoyed the serenity. the calm waters and peaceful streams.

and we even had time to listen to sara and alvin at timbre @ the arts house. we just watched and listened from the outside. beautiful music! if they served halal food, we would have already went in. maybe drinks would be fine?

all right. pretty wiped out already. better hit the sack now!

2008-02-23T01:47:00.002+08:00

"It’s funny how you think you really know yourself

Like you would never lose yourself to someone else

And I was up to thinking it was all about you and me

Silly silly me

I should have never listened to a word you said

But I was always giving in to promises

I never should have gone for,

I should never long for you no matter how hard it gets

And I want this to be over

I so want this to be through

In the end somehow it always comes back to you"

2008-02-23T01:44:00.011+08:00

im supposed to pack my bag for the short getaway to port dickson over the weekend. oh add the 'cousin's wedding' to that getaway. initial plans were to sleep over at my uncle's bungalow. but facing the datum that his house will be infested with many homo sapiens, ibu opted to book in at glory beach resort.

oh never mind. the packing can wait.

been watching movies after movies this whole week.
back home all drained from teaching. let's just call it a treat.
finished watching all of heroes! a very sensational season 2 alright. and the latest movie i watched, bring it on - in it to win it is not bad.

and this is michael copon from bring it on.

flashy smile. big arms. tight abs. aaahhh. he's hoott alright.

i think i have a natural gift with memerising people's names, faces and numbers.
took over makngah's class for 4 days. and believe me or not, i have memerised every pupil's name, face, seat and group.

and it took makngah 2 weeks.

you know. i have this boy, yang zhenhua. in that class. he's from china and he doesn't understand english at all! oh tough one.
and with tad of chinese i know, i can only converse with him so little. sigh.

so they did spelling and while i was marking. this was what i saw in zhenhua's book.

this one above are the correct spelling words.

OH MY GOD. *rubs chest*
i dont know whether to laugh or not.

'through' is spelled as 'shu hu'.
'jungle' as 'jia go'.
'crocodile' as 'ku dau'.
'lion' as 'lon'.

and look at zhenhua's corrections. bet they have to be re and re-re corrections. argh.

and im NOT teaching chinese mind you.
i think he figures out that spelling is like hanyu pinyin.
*rubs chest again*

weekly lesson plan was alleged to be simple. by me.
that was when i was still a student.
but now that i have to work out my first weekly lesson plan, i find it a major hassle.
flipping through of worksheets, textbooks and workbooks at the recurrent. thinking of what other extra resources to prepare.
and you always thought that the job of a teacher is just. to teach.

the results were a disappointment. a major one in fact.
just so you know. my gpa is not very good. neither is it bad. i expected better actually. broke the news to my parents. the mother had to nag. the father had to back her up. ah shut it man.
thank you for reminding me that i suck. but i dont need it.

to them, its never "i've got a diploma already. isn't that good?"
they would go on saying that "your gpa is not fantastic also. not good enough to enter nus, ntu, smu." and blah blah blah.

okay. that above. is very. what. the. fuck.

can you imagine how i felt when my parents dint even congratulate me for attaining that diploma? can you image how i felt when they think that they might waste their money to send me to a university if i ever happen to miss getting that fantabulastic gpa/grade again?

SEVERE despondence.

yes. that's how i felt. and am still feeling.

im out of here.

2008-02-16T19:48:00.007+08:00

caught myself so rapt listening to new songs in my playlist.
mp3's down. but lucky for me, i've got my k770i. thought of getting an ipodTouch. or another creative. perspectives please?

oh. i just realised that i have got a bluetooth set. and if i didn't happen to take out some papers from my study room wardrobe, it will stay disregarded in there.
played around with it. pretty cool uh. that gadget. worth $128 and i can't even remember i have that thing.

i think im reading too much till its giving me headaches. oh. plus late nights. and early wake-ups. i think. i am. falling. sick. i feel it in my nose. and throat. ergh.

anyway, i just so happened to dig out my diary (that i still update infrequently) and within a few flipping of the pages, i was already absorbed reading my entries; those ghastly ones, exultant, disappointing, terrifying...i recounted all those incidences just by going through that pink and black book.

and i cant believe that i got easily smitten over certain boys during that certain period.

especially hafidi. that mixed bred of eurasian-malay. i call him the nick-carter-look-alike. knew him while playing soccer at aloha loyang back in 2005.
then there were the old flames. chong wei. jia yaw. and rui rong. back in secondary school.

you know, i reminscenced till it felt as though i was back in that picture! going through all that i had written. and that's why i like to write. i kind of find solace from reading and recollecting good stories :)

just as i closed my diary, my phone beeped.
Text message received From: Rui Rong

i think my heart almost sank.

and the message read: Hey, happie valentine's dae...xD (and...)

thanks. but i dont celebrate.

5 years knowing me. and 2 years he asked me out on v-day and i gave a straight "No." looks like he still isn't giving up and clearly he doesn't c.o.m.p.r.e.h.e.n.d.

valentine's day; well, i dont see the need to. come what may, we are supposed to fill EACH DAY with love, spread the love, with or without V-Day.

2008-02-13T00:07:00.000+08:00

back with relief teaching.
2 days straight with only 2 free periods for the whole day. how exhausting! if my free periods stay at 2 throughout, i'll start to doubt myself teaching as a profession.

3F has such abysmal students! God help!
they almost. killed. me.
luckily mrs chu came in time to help me deal with these particular 4 boys. apparently, today wasn't the first time they misbehaved.
severe scolding from mrs chu. hah! good for them.

and in 1G...i've got a junior abel. and brandon! (*ahem* irah)
talking and scolding them makes me feel like im directing to the big abel and brandon. so weird. but abel is a nice boy. smart. helpful. and courteous. dont know much about brandon though.

oh well abel, guess i'll still 'see' you after rp.
every week some more. haha.

2008-02-11T02:20:00.000+08:00

dreading the holidays.

been staying in bed till the afternoon sun rises. reason being; i dont have to go to morning school. and unsurprisingly, that's always a pretext to bapak. trust me.

i guess library visits for now will be recurrent.

apart from reading. i've been deliberating. very much though. and i think. its really causing. my brain to malfunction. something like uh. temporary mental block.

up there. its always:
"SIM or UniSim?"
"SIM; under RMIT or UOL?"
"UniSim; School of Business or Arts and Social Sciences?"

OH GOD. im in such complete obfuscation!

let's imagine the worst case scenario; i dont get into either unis.
then ibu will send me to new zealand. and prolly i'll join mark as a challenge rafting guide. sounds pretty good to me.
make raft guiding be the coolest part time job during summer!

but then, i'll be all so lonely :(

makngah; she has been accentuating to me on"...letting go of your mother's apron strings." i guess im still very much dependent on my mother. not the time to let loose.

why am i digressing? i'll aim for SIM or UniSim. that's period. about the courses and under-which-degree part, leave it to God.

chinese new year holidays.
picnic at east coast with the family. the beach was infested with malays and indians. and a tad of chinese.

enjoying the sun, sea and sand.

taking a breather.

watching this maven do his thang.
you know, i cant seem to fathom the 'interesting' thing about fishing. somebody school me please.

the neat line up of cyclists.

and we sat there watching the planes.
started to guess the planes that flew by just by listening to the engines. then when the planes past us, we'd utter the name of the carrier.
hah. cheap thrill.

now, what do you say about this one? a garuda and sia flying so close together!! ibu actually believed it! ~~or not.~~
(you know. there's this thing called the 'panorama' function in 3G sony phones :))

kakak, hir and i opted to meander out of our picnic spot.
cycled from bedok beach to east coast park and to changi beach. about 2km covered. went all the way to the end till changi air base.
we even had time to watch the planes take off from the runway.

and while on the lookout, i was already thinking about flying out this year. with the WHOLE family. again.
heard that its middle east this time!

the walk to and from the bicycle shed to our picnic spot was arduous.
thanks to hir, who inisted on resting every 15 minutes of walking, we spent a whole hour under the hot sun.

and we saw this HUGE spider on the way back.

now that the holidays are over, i feel that im spending more time with the little ones. suddenly i feel too obliging to them. doing almost anything that they make me do. which includes this:

and in that position, they made me spin them round, then go up and down the stairs.
yes. for THEIR FUN. and for MY WEARINESS.

realise it or not, i think my muscles are getting softer. my body's getting heavier. maybe im in need of some serious weight losing.

swimming. working out. running. jogging. all in one day. next week probably. anyone game enough?

bapak's new car has been the centre of attraction in the family lately.
they're all mesmerized by the uber cool entertainment system; duo televisions and a full surround system.
costed more than a thousand just for that junk, though i wont negate they're pretty beneficial for long road trips in malaysia.

sighted 2 porsche boxsters outside a semi-d at pasir panjang.
one in lambo yellow. the other jet black.
boxsters; such sleek convertibles.
and the accompanying car was a beemer 520i.

why do these people have to be so fucking rich?
and here i am, struggling while calculating my finances.

i need a breather.

2008-02-05T14:04:00.000+08:00

its ridiculous how i dont want to share someone who's not even mine.
contemplation.
oh yes. THIS IS summer's soliloquy.

2008-02-04T01:54:00.000+08:00

bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.
bapak bought a new car.

whheeeeeee!
still a honda stream. but a brand new one!
oh. what a waste. his old stream is only 2 years old, but he reasoned that the new stream looks MUCH better.

bapak said that he has to wait until i get my own car or kakak moves out before he can go back to driving a sedan. "...another bmw. this time a bigger one." ah. whatever.

i want a beemer too :(
but sadly, my parents dont grow money trees outside our house.

2008-02-04T00:07:00.000+08:00

life goes on. so my book flips another page.
i'll enter a new chapter.
indutitably, i wont blank over the most recent episode; my 3 years in rp - the people i met. the stuff i learnt. the bits and pieces i went through; memorable or shitty. all that.

rp has been good. believe it or not.
(whatever comments you have to my assertion, keep it to yourself)
and if i ever happen to miss any bit of it, i'll just...reminiscence. or look at pictures. or meet up with my ever so wonderful friends.

oh well. guess i'll make a quick run through.
but first, juita love, thank you for booking the lounge. and quins, for organising the potluck.

nazra. syima.

juita. izzati.

abel. fazlin. (SIA girl :))

debra. chris. (the perfect jie mei :))

yani :)

the best classmates ever. E24H!

mumtaz. sharon. nazra (again)

zul's 'hidup mati melayu, except for nana' gang. (azhar. khalis. danial. zul. huda. sal)

there are more in the list, but i dont have pictures with them :/
okay. i know you're already sick of looking at my face in every picture.
shut up.

so everyone's starting to hum to vitamin c's graduation song. t.y.p.i.c.a.l.

"...as we go on, we remember
all the times we had together
and as our lives change, from whatever
we will still be, friends forever..."

but there i was singing to bsb's never gone.

"...never gone, never far
in my heart is where you are
always close, everyday
every step along the way
even though for now we've got to say goodbye
i know you would be forever in my life
never gone..."

and it applies to every single homo sapien that matter throughout the 3 years :)

now about that. (people have been asking)
uh. guess everyone knows the famous maxim of 'going with the flow'.
oh well. God knows what's best for me.
and that's period.

2008-02-03T18:25:00.000+08:00

a respite since the last entry; so here comes all the tardy stories :)

fyp presentation. immense satisfaction, i guess.
nazra and syima have been brilliant to make all the fyp trash look clean. thanks for everything. you girls rock, you know it :)

with supervisor, bernard.

and the little celebration at delifrance.

ilyas's birthday jamboree at sakura clementi woods with the extended family; cik lim's side.
and though we meet each other once in many months and even when there's no blood relation, we're still able to get along so well with that side of the family.

the birthday boy

36 heads; and the bill? $800+

then we headed back to busu's place for the unwrapping of presents.

pasir gudang with the mosque friends.
kakak, me, leah and jannah rode in rauf's car, with jannah's eldest brother driving;
yeah. my uber cute and cool abang fadhli chua.

CHUA - atok's surname. and up till now, i still dont know why atok refuse to let his children and grandchildren carry his surname. else i'll be syazana chua. or chua syazana now. hahaha. random thoughts.

leah and kakak

jannah

and abang chua; he's shy to have his photo taken by me.

abang chua's such a fast driver. scary, but i like!
and he's so used to riding his bike that he said he almost forgotten how to drive a car. kept on releasing the clutch too hard, forgetting to put on the seat belt, locking the doors and yada yada.

ballads playing in rauf's car. ah. ballads. so syazana.
jannah got sick of those slow tracks that she switched to the radio.
so we sang along to many hits and got grooving to the upbeats especially to eve's who's that girl.

"...they wanna know
who's that girl
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
eve's that girl
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la..."

and out of the blue, leah whispered to me, "you dont want to give my brother (rauf) a chance ah?"
ah shucks. here it goes again.

professional photo shoot with the rp girlfriends.
thanks fazlin and juita for organising.
(oh by the way, congratulations lin, for making it into sia!)

we waited so long that we decided to have our own photo shoot

preparing...

and the girls who have made my studying in rp worthwhile.

ibu's 45th.
falling too much in love with the medusa emblem.
and the only thing i can afford for now is versace's latest scent. (available at all leading departmental stores :))
got her the biggest bottle and i got a little one for myself.

you know. one thing i hate about fetching my lil siblings from school is that, i have trouble identifying them from far! when these children are clad in their uniform, they look all the same to me.

and many times, i have had nasrin or muzakkir standing right in front of me, looking up at me, wondering why the hell am i still looking across, at a lookout for them.
oh God. they make me look so dumb :/

nasrin had a good laugh that day. believe it or not, it was the 1st time i fetched her from her primary school.

oh and admiralty forces its students to put on those ridiculous hats to and from school. "...identify the students' level and prevents truancy..." blaahh.

2008-01-24T23:22:00.001+08:00

preferentialism. and she had the cheek to say that she's fair.
promising the sister that she'll pray hard for her to get a scholarship.
then me?
dint even consider.

praying for a scholarship for big sister; oh i forgot. she's the first child.
praying for the bestest for brother; oh i forgot. he's the only boy.
praying for intelligence for little sister; oh i forgot. she's the last child.
then me?

and at times like this, i feel so extra.

2008-01-23T01:17:00.000+08:00

i recently spent quite a sum on a lee. BUT…

dVb (david & victoria beckham) jeans is finally out at queen’s couture! and its a MUST to get. posh spice makes a posh line. wooo.
okay, make it the 1st item on my ‘things-to-get’ for now.
any takers for dVb jeans?!

i think i might need another versace :D
ah shucks. i hear ibu screaming.

2008-01-22T11:59:00.000+08:00

and so, tomorrow, everything will be unofficially over. done with all the UTs. now its just recollecting speeches for tomorrow’s presentation. been running through my mind all day. ah shit. dear Allah, i’ve been good. please make this work.

ibu's planning the chinese new year celebrations already. sorta still keeping the tradition of our roots ey. the customary yu sheng, then probably going to KL that weekend! yay! *jumps for joy*

and i love the noise my family makes when we mix the ingredients together!

i went over it like 5 times. i did nothing but regard. then i sighed.
"its so hard."
and kakak responded, "if i were you, i'll drop it."
drop it like its hot. oh yeah.
and here i am. deliberating. again. what is it. im waiting for?
how i HATE obfuscation.

cause im finding it so hard to let loose; maybe knowing you was a mistake.
i wonder why God made all those happen. then again, Allah knows best.

busu's been bugging me to get my license asap. but the gusto i once had in wanting to drive has kind of diminish. suddenly driving doesnt feel so important. because right now, i have a lot of things running in my mind actually.

busu sensed some contemplation through my silence.

and he was such a dear to perk me up - offering to buy me a junkyard porsche boxster or a mazda mx5 once i attain my license. LOL.
"3rd hand. 4th hand can right?...then atok can help you modify here and there." pimp my ride.

let’s just hope he’s not joking :)

as he was enlivening me, i sensed that at the back of his mind, my dearest uncle was still worrying about the ghastly dent that some fucking pickup truck made on the bonnet of his BMW.
"...very costly." atok said once busu finished narrating the situation. *rubs chest*

hold it. speaking about cars...

hir went to check out the lamborghinis at its showroom.
green in envy? nah, i dont think i hit that colour in the meter. he had a purpose there.
fine. he got me jaw dropping and awfully mesmerised. thats it.

i mean who wouldn't be? when your friend's a lambo owner, you get to meet other lambo owners, watch them bring down that stylish door then speed off, check out the cars on display aandd. ride in them? HAHAHA. you wish.

*recounts that video*
"can you rev the engines?" then the vrooming from the lambo.
now THAT's hot.
and what did one guy say to hir's friend? "why buy a lamborghini when you can just get a ferrari?" hahaha.

maybe he already 'has one'? i think the guy's trying to put a ferrari f430 in a murcielago.

this was at jurong country club.

get what i mean? (you need to notice the lambo symbol near the door also)

and these 2 cars; they're the same ones abel sighted at hilton. blimey!

hir and the gallardo superleggera!

(credits to syahir dear for the pictures :))

oh well. fucking rich people. hurrff.

now, what was it again with junkyard cars and busu's damaged bonnet?

2008-01-18T15:03:00.000+08:00

they say:
heels can make a person stand tall or make that person fall.
how you choose to fathom this assertion; its up to you.

to me, its all about 'being able to carry yourself well'.
'fall' in this sense doesnt exactly mean tripping over, but more of plunging yourself down. lowering self-esteems, and the list goes on.

i deem that its imperative to comprehend how you actually bring something out. i know of people who can carry themselves well, and i venerate them for that.

its perplexing to think how a confident person can look good in a simulated article and still surpass those who spend thousands on a genuine.

and no. im definitely not telling you to start wearing fake things and learn to be poised. apparently, i think that if you cant afford it, so be it. period. possesing designer labels are just plus points.

ah. so much for the long post.
actually, the only message i want to send across is;

be confident. carry yourself well.
lamenting "i cant!" is never a pretext. trust me.
image. is. important.

2008-01-16T11:00:00.000+08:00

syima's new hairstyle has been an issue lately.
everyone notices and everytime people ask, she will impertubably answer the question differently.

nadiah: eh syima! what did you do to your hair?
syima: nothing eh. stressed with fyp until the curls go down.
nadiah: i thought if stressed, you hair will be more wired! like spring!

another one.

abel: eh nana. what happened to your friend's hair?
me: hahaha. ask her.
syima: dont know. i woke up and its like that already!
abel: like magic ar!
syima: maybe.

ROFL. now you get my drift!

2008-01-16T01:38:00.000+08:00

i love long bus rides because of the serene atmosphere and the just right air-con temperature. but, with an exception of that day, those secondary school indian boys really got on my nerves. sitting at the last row of seats, laughing hysterically, blasting techno and really noisy tamil songs from their handphones. GOD! it was goddamn irritating.

it just got my migraine worse. turning in at 6am and waking up at 10am the day before was reasonable enough to get me chagrined and make me thump someone.

ergh.

the day before busu and cik lim returned from the holy land of mecca, bapak brought us to swensens for dinner. the bill? close to $200. we could have spent more, but our bloated tummies could not hold any longer.

those days that busu's boys stayed over were rather fruitful. or not.
not much of hectic in the house now. the recurrent sounds of the boys going up and down the stairs have also hit minimal level.

phew.

but still, i kind of miss going home and hear them calling "Kakakkkk!" once they see me at the gate. then hug me when i enter the house. even my siblings dont do that. :/

anyway, busu got me this morrocan dress. its really gorgeous and its got this hood behind it. hir calls it "the gandalf/albus dumbledore robe" and now, all i need is a decent wand or a magic cane.

and he got me this lovely shawl, with in-house shoes (in leopard prints) and a bracelet made of real-cultured pearls. costly; definitely. but he wont disclose the prices.

the pressure of FYP; report. coding. documentation.
de-stressing resulted in this:

i moulded a raft. somehow the images of the queenstown challenge rafting materialised in my mind. and the next moment, i realised my hands were starting work.

but oh well. FYP's been submitted that monday anyway. finally. a whole load off my chest.
(okay, someone's going to correct this to "a whole load off your breasts")

my teammates have been...one word; SUPERLATIVE.
honestly.

nazra and syima;
thank you. for working your asses off to make this whole thing possible.

bapak's 48th. happy birthday to my old man :)
i still havent think of a special dish to cook for dinner later.
bapak asked for a new pair of shades.

and for now, this is all i can afford to give. hah.

i dont mind taking the hassle of doing things for people who are laudable enough to me.
people who are. worth it.

2008-01-10T00:33:00.000+08:00

fyp has indirectly caused much destruction to my brain.
temporary i hope.
and if God gives countenance, i'll get it all over by 11am on the 23rd jan.

just when i thought that my evaluation date was abysmal enough, marilyn lamented that hers will be on 30th jan. hah. but still, we're floating on the same boat.

she has got this remarkable feat with php codes. its a wonder how she makes all the trash look clean. impressive. oh you know it; you rock :)

its impossible to sit through toiling and we needed a breather; so we opted to meander through the many line up of tables and chairs and bookshelves to hit the toilet. oh yeah, and we had many laughing sessions that were worthwhile.

to think of it, i only have 3 weeks to spend every possible time with this bunch of wonderful people.

and this other bunch of wonderful people from E24H as well.

oh and this bunch from PF01-07 too! (not in pic: ming jie, huda, hafez & bell)

sigh.
suddenly graduating feels like crap. but she told me that "...we can always meet up..."

guess that instead of a 'beautiful end', it would be the start of something new?

2008-01-08T01:31:00.000+08:00

she never got home that late without calling. worried sick. that's the state she put us in. she assumed that we would call her to ask her whereabouts. the day before was bad enough to have me conjure negative images in my mind.

murmurs and voices of distress from the 3 of us. then, there was silence.
i heard vrooming from downstairs. could it be...?

2 minutes later, she strolled home, ready to open the door; when she saw the parents leaving the house; already about to go out and find her.

and how nonchalant can she get? GOD! for hell's sake; dont do it again.

i just found out that my phone has this 'Panorama' function under the shoot mode. and obviously kakak found pleasure experimenting with it.

my room's laundry basket

and me; filling my thoughts in my diary

the lamborghini reventon's finally out! top speed 340km/h. FUH!
read up: http://www.egmcartech.com/2007/11/26/lamborghini-reventon-vs-tornado-jet-fighter/

the reventon was inspired by the F-22 Raptors (my favourite fighter jet model) and it was named after a fighting bull that killed a matador in 1947.

1 million Euros (S$2.1 million); that's what the car costs. while you try to grasp the figure, all of the 20 limited productions have already been sold out! and probably those hoping for a model cheaper than the gallardo would hence be disappointed.

question is; 1 million Euros. is it worth the buy? especially when the money can get you the fastest car in the world;

a 400km/h bugatti veyron

to me, the question is rather academic, since all 20 reventons have been snapped up anyway.
oh well, dream about owning a reventon. i think i can only afford to buy the steering wheel of a gallardo now :)

i like to watch the little sister when she's at work. conscientious and she's got this adorable mien. even irah gets my drift.

ibu: okay nasrin. read to me.
nasrin: gunid blyton equals the rude little rabbit

ROFL. clearly she hasnt come to terms to fathom the word 'signature'.

abel's sightings at hilton hotel on sunday.

like OH MY GOD! the line up of the rides are insane. he was snapping away and standing there awing for 1/2 hour and in turn, he got me staring into my tablet and pressing the right&left keys for 1/2 hour.

(hir, i need to show you the rest of the pictures! credits to abel for them)

i got my stuff from down under. yay! :) thanks. again.

"...i loved you from a distance
thought i couldn't reach that far
i can't believe how close that we are
when i look into your spanish eyes
and the world is so beautiful tonight..."

2008-01-03T02:12:00.000+08:00

happy 20th to YOU! :) and yes, you're still my dearest alloysius.
the present? i'll sing you your fav. song; 'Spanish Eyes' in my rendition :)

i just found out that fitri has a fucking rich friend, shannon.

that's her house and those are her cars. psssttt hir! you feelin' me??

2008-01-02T23:23:00.000+08:00

nasrin's first day at school! so cute. :)

you almost killed me with that decision you made.

oh. and you lied. so much for 'i dont lie. esp to you'. blaahh.

maybe its time that i go my own way. i think i played this game long enough to know who is winning or losing. and no, there aint any truces here. its just me.

i need to realise what's worth. and yes, i will pray harder.

Allah is the Greatest indeed.

2008-01-02T13:54:00.000+08:00

so its goodbye 2007 and hello 2008.
tidak akan datang tahun kecuali tahun yang lebih buruk daripada sebelumnya. eeks.

oh. and i just found out:
bugs bunny's favourite line of 'What's up DOC?' was actually derived from the nigger's way of 'What's up DAWG?' to say 'hi'.

hahaha. another digression.

multiply.com is no longer reliable because the 'search for music' engine has been removed. nice. and i was lamenting to him that it sucks and we have to go ORIGINAL. '...no more being PIRATES...'

and he drew me; a pirate. i illustrated him a pirate as well :)

just the other day when i was triumphing over my win with the mclaren, i lost to his lexus, in a lambo gallardo. HOW HUMILIATING.

no more crashing and wandering while playing.

tomorrow...

2007-12-29T19:42:00.000+08:00

ps2-ing like crazy. races after races. and i won him with this baby:

mercedes slr mclaren.

if you think im going on too much about cars, blame it on the father, uncle and cousin; for welcoming me into the club.

2007-12-29T03:11:00.000+08:00

will you just look at the position of the cars that were parked at east coast food village car park? now how cool is that?! i felt out of place though. if only bapak still had his BMW.
eastern people really have money.

oh, you get my drift. i was reaaalllyyy bored.

from east coast food village back to home; the whole time in the car was spent talking about ghosts. bapak had just too many stories to share. seeing things out of this dimension. seeing the paranomal; some gift that my father and some of his siblings have.

then bapak drove us to old upper thomson road - the old grand prix race track. it was pretty eerie. the road was long and winding. it was noiseless and we were the only ones there.

okay, cut the digression.

im supposed to go on about the part that "...the road used to be a good race track."; the series of bends, long straight roads, then a series of bends again. good for racing.

(1961) yeah, that same road. only now they've got rows of trees left+right and street lights.

its been some time since i stepped foot in the toilet downstairs. and i have never seen anyone bathe so 'rich'. ralph lauren blue shampoo+conditioner and hugo boss shower gel.

and he can lie that he doesnt really care about brands. bapak bapak. tsk.

i think the last time i showered in 'wealth' was like 2 years ago? ralph lauren as well. and i stopped using it after 2 buys cause it was too expensive to keep up with!

staying over at makngah's tonight. partying with SHIN. cool shit.

from the gym, we hit the pool, to the fitness corner, playground, tennis court and golf range. let's just say; fully utilising the facilities.

2007-12-25T21:23:00.000+08:00

while they were singing christmas carols, B sat by the sill and sang;

"...another aeroplane

another sunny place

im lucky i know

but i wanna go home

mmmm, ive got to go home

let me go home

im just too far

from where you are

i wanna come home..."

somehow, his voice travelled 3900 miles to me. and i woke up.

run, run, as fast as you can. he knows that he has to catch me. for he will not live to see me with another man.

2007-12-25T19:46:00.000+08:00

cameron to malacca to port dickson. let's just say; the worst getaway!
no more next time, i swear.

more than 18 hours on the road in search of a lodge in cameron, but to no avail.
ibu was all set to take that RM1638 suite at casa de la rasa until the front desk manager said we had to take 2 suites because we had 8 adults and he could only fit 5 in one suite. WTTFFF!

see. i told you it was horrible.

okay, maybe the not-so-bad part; shopping at malacca's mahkota parade and the usual midnight movies.

i'll start counting down to next year's holiday with the esteemed 16.
canada? egypt? europe? i'm game man.

from our apartment at malacca.

im always on the lookout for sleek automobiles.
the common beemer z3 roadster. but my all time favourite.

oh. and i caught Vroom Vroom; some british entertainment tv show while in malacca.
carscarscars. the show's all about that. ferrari enzo, lamborghini reventon, SLR mclarens etc. woah.

dropped by bapak's brother's bungalow at port dickson before heading home.

its pleasant to meet them once in a while. them and their genial disposition; they make you feel so comfortable that you feel like you're at home.

im gaining weight. even ibu notices.
bapak calls me a trailer in a lamborghini.
get back in shape syazana! time to hit the gym and pool.

2007-12-21T01:45:00.000+08:00

staying at woodlands gives my family an advantage to drive in to JB as and when we like. taking into consideration the time spent at the immigrations (minus the congestions), its as though bapak's driving from woodlands to buona vista.

and we never fail to stop by Singgah Selalu; some popular eatery opposite Danga Bay.

that monday night was supper with the family. and we 4 coincidentally dressed in black tops. such a rarity. we reached home close to 3am, thanks to the massive jam at the checkpoints. ergh.

hari raya haji;
looonnnggg history behind this day. really.
busu and cik lim are doing well at the holy land of mecca. thank God.

the preparations at nenek's place.

now who said that making a ketupat is that easy?
i took an hour to learn! and another hour to practice by myself.

the ready boiled 1 ketupat out of the only 2 that i made.

making ketupat has to be recurrent, else you'll forget the steps easily.

masjid hassanah was where we did the slaughtering. the rain, the puddles of mud, the awful pungent smell from the goats. *vomits*

this is cute. the little girl nonchalantly held her brother's shirt because she was scared to look at the goats being slaughtered. so, her dad told her to get away from there but she still refused. LOL.

and kakak said they looked as though they just finished playing rugby.

after the slaughtering, we brought back the cut pieces of meat and bapak made me distribute to the family members and neighbours.

now she finds herself stuck in a triangle.
she feels unsecured. now, arent you going to do something about it?

maybe its all about knowing whats worth.

2007-12-19T11:17:00.000+08:00

On the Outside
Name: Syazana Md Roslan.
Birth Date: 23 October 88.
Current Status: single but unavailable.
Eye Color: jet black. hah.
Hair Color: black.
Hair Type: long. straight.
Righty or Lefty: right.

On the Inside
Your Heritage: javanese. chinese. bugis. malay.
Your Fear: God. death.
Your Weakness: sweet talks. chocolates.
Your Perfect Pizza: hawaiian.

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your First Thought This Morning; im fasting.
Your Last Thought Before Bedtime: im schooling the next day dammit.
Your Most Missed Memories: holiday-ing with the esteemed 16.

Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: pepsi.
McDonalds or Burger King: burger king please!
Single or Group Dates: single.
Adidas or Nike: adidas.
Tea or Nestea: ice tea.
Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate.
Cappuccino or Coffee: coffee.

Do You
Smoke: nope.
Curse: umpteen times :)
Take showers: yeah.
Have a crush: maybe.
Think you are in love: *shruggss*
Go to school: yeap.
Want to get married: yeap.
Believe in yourself: definitely.

In the Past Month
Drank alcohol: no. zero tolerance with drunkards.
Gone to the mall: haha. yar.
Been on stage: nah.
Eaten sushi: no. i dont fancy.
Dyed your hair: never did.

Have You Ever
Played a stripping game: nah.
Changed who you were to fit in: nope.

Age
You are hoping to be married at the age of: by 29?

In a Guy
Best Eye Color: black.
Hair Color: black or dark brown. (colour wise; im into asians)
Short Hair or Long Hair: short. or medium.

What Were You Doing
1 Min Ago: posted a thread on some fyp forum.
1 Hour Ago: working on my fyp codes.
4-5 Hours Ago: bathing.
1 Month Ago: schooling i guess.
1 Year Ago: dining in at the pan pacific hotel.

Finish the Sentence
I Love: those who love me.
I Feel: bored. sleepy. stressed.
I Hate: congestion. and noisy places.
I Hide: the datum that im falling for you.
I Need: another holiday with the esteemed 16.

2007-12-17T17:20:00.000+08:00

she said "you are my brother's type. chinese looking. slim. prettypretty."
then she and sophia caught me blushing. not that i like him, but because of what she said.
i just dont see myself going out with my good friend's brother.

first sighting of a chrysler startech 300C at makngah's condo carpark.
such a rarity.

sweeettt. like how mark always says.
if interested, click:
http://www.seriouswheels.com/cars/top-2005-Startech-Chrysler-300C.htm

the premier league;
man utd's match against liverpool was quite a disappointment. if only rooney did not miss out on that open goal. ergh.
rooooonnneeee! wasted. tsk.

but thanks to carlos tevez, the 1 to 0 score will be good enough to keep man utd in 2nd position. arsenal beat chelsea one zero. so, arsenal's still on top of the chart :(

asian idol;
seconds to announcing the results, i thought i felt the pressure that the idols were having. of course i rooted for hady mirza but my pessimistic mind kept expressing that either indonesia or phillipines will win.
then the results...and i swear that all of us in that room shouted "HADY!" really really loud.

OMG. unbelievable.

2007-12-14T15:42:00.000+08:00

you pissed me off; unintentionally.
i'll pray that you'll have a safe round trip flight.

2007-12-12T20:14:00.000+08:00

sigmoid cancer. the doctor gave her 3 more months. but God decided to take her away earlier.
many tears flowed. silent conversations and prayers. then she was wrapped up and ready to go. to choa chu kang cemetry we headed and the muddy soil made it harder for digging.

okay. cut the poignant prologue.
people live. people die. period.

i sighted a few F-18 Falcons and F-16 Fighting Falcons; under air operations.
oh. no wonder; lim chu kang air base camp.
hell yeah, i love jet fighter planes (and the pilots :)). my favourite's still the F-22 Raptor though.
what? you're surprised i know these stuff as well?

hir sighted a lambo at dairy farm road.
and we sighted a ferrari at the long stretch of road in front of lim chu kang cemetry.
we could hear its vrooming from far! and it was going really fast. WOAH.

we headed home in bapak's car. and the cousins; unconsciously sat in the car according to our gender. sexist. hah!

2007-12-10T11:23:00.000+08:00

so busu and cik lim have left for the holy land of mecca and madinah for haj, and their boys have started to stay at my house.
their 5 hours flight delay gave me and my family an excuse to watch their plane take off. 12.45 am.

literally we just sat at the viewing mall looking at the planes and yakking about our previous holiday destinations.

we watched baggages get loaded into the cargo and passengers taking their seats in a Qantas Boeing 747,

waited until the passenger walkway was retracted from the plane door and the plane left the gate,

and until it took its position to hit the runway.

oh how the memories of flying in a boeing 747 are still vivid in my reminiscences.

while i was watching the planes, i heard this girl speaking to her mum in malay.

girl: mummy look at the planes. that (pointing to the qantas 747) one is so big!

girl: can we take that plane one day?

mother: if we can afford to take a small one, that will be good enough already.

and many times, i forgot to thank God for giving me the good life that i have.

at 2.30 am, we left the airport and headed to the carpark. i sighted a nissan 350Z/Fairlady Z!

and poor bapak had to drive all the sleepy heads home at 3.

beth has left for china.

abel's leaving for melbourne.

lawrence's leaving for hong kong.

makngah's leaving for jakarta and chiang mai.

sigh.

MUZAKKIR'S 10th at makngah's place.

its been a while since we had an ice-cream cake.

not much of a celebration though. rather humdrum. so SHIN had a cheap thrill.

we switched on our bluetooths because we wanted to see our names appear nicely in the 'devices found'.

haha. pretty bo liao.

the boy has returned from Taiwan, now sick.

and know what he bought us?
chopsticks.
nenek teased; saying that we have to keep up with the chinese tradition still. apparently, we do. consciously or unconsciously done.

he got the girls something extra; some taiwan silk tissue covers.

so lovely.

love SHIN :)

all i want for hari raya haji is you.

2007-12-05T01:58:00.000+08:00

i talked about him during dinner time.
they questioned; as though interrogating.
i could only afford to return them with disavowals and sheepish smiles.
and they caught me blushing (no wonder i felt hot).

because the boy makes me happy.

nasrin drew our family picture. then she drew him in.
"...come into our family." WTH. he's not even my boyfriend dammit.

i dont know what's going to happen. but i'll pray this'll work out.

nasrin's. (i deem there's a need to protect his identity)

muzakkir caricatured.

2007-12-05T01:10:00.000+08:00

from where i am, i see that its really messy around me. and its on a rarity that you find me disorganised. *speaking in lil conceit here*
watching red line again later :) and ferrari f430 kicks ass.

2007-12-03T21:44:00.000+08:00

ibu's pri sch friend's daughter's wedding at the singapore swimming club.
literally, they're people who opt for a finer taste of living. some rich hindi/punjabs; so expect a classy ceremony.

i found myself awfully mesmerized by the hindis/punjabs throughout the ceremony.
the way they spoke; you may even imagine that you're in the midst of watching hindi actors/actresses filming. LIKE SERIOUSLY.
the way they dressed; the vibrant multihued traditionals. preeetttyyy.
the way they danced; the kids were good, the adults; even better.
and they're really hoottt.

the singapore swimming club; one of the nicest and refined clubs ive seen/been to.

kakak got accepted into unisim! july's intake. Praises to God the Almighty. if she doesnt get in, ibu will have to send her overseas. and i'll purposely make her choose some uni in NZ or UK so i can fly there to visit her! :)

the cough's worsening. and i still havent been to the doctor.
apparently, i have no money. HAHA. rofl.

i saw dickson in an All Blacks jersey! :) he crossed my path during lunch. and he waved me off with a wink and "hi sayang."
OMG! and that instant, it reminded me sooo much of alloysius and rajiv; back in secondary school. the winks, the nifty and sly smiles and sweet talks.

i guess these things just never stop ey.

when bapak's mad, he blabbers a lot in javanese. sometimes i think they sound more like irksome natters, especially when you don't understand a single word. ergh.
i soo have to learn the language of my descent.

and im lucky that ibu doesn't nag in chinese.
else, if truth be told, i think i can die.

lucas papaw lotion's finishing. and carmex balm's finished!
have been getting lucas papaw from australia and NZ since '03. and evidently, im not flying anywhere this year, so i cant get my supplies :(

i realllyyy need someone who's going to australia/NZ. or someone who's coming back from there to help me buy!!
so people, please, do me a favour. let me know okay?
i owe you one BIG time :)

2007-12-01T01:49:00.000+08:00

so its so long thebluefingers and hello theblackimprints.

he's back from camp. said that he enjoyed every moment of training in army.
sarcastic.
or not.
and he HAD to show off his dog tags and his built body. "...building the abs and toning the arms."
while some PRs are working their way to getting a hot bod now, he has to wait to go through ns to get the same. awww. tsk tsk. a little slow isnt he?

the boy's going to be away to taiwan for his band performance. been counting down the hours and he has even asked me what i want from there.
what a dear.
hey H. i'll, no. WE'LL miss you :)

not many people actually comprehend the datum that i have a strong predilection for sleek and fast rides.
and so, i was pretty taken aback when he handed me the dvd; red line
especially when he made me read the synopsis, i was like "o.k.a.y. cool shit."
i dint really bother about the story line. i was concentrating more on the alluring rides.
like woah.
anyway, thanks A. :)

he said im "...so different from other girls i know." (good or bad you decide)
dint really ask how different. he just said the most evident one is the liking-sleek-automobiles-part.
different; i dont know. but i think im a little weird.

like...

tell me.
who smells the pages of new book? i do.
who stares at his/her laptop screen for 1/2 hour doing nothing? i do.
who eats the skin of a pau first and leave the fillings to the last? i do.
who wipes off dust and fingerprints off his/her laptop at the end of school everyday? i do.

eeeks.

OMG! i just divulged. okay, now that you know, keep silent already please.

2007-11-28T20:50:00.000+08:00

i'll reminiscence.
on this date last year; 28 November 2006, my esteemed 16 and i had a holiday of a lifetime.

new zealand was the destination of our choice. and till today, the events that happened then will be carved into my memory for life. to many other countries i have travelled, but for now, new zealand's still the best.

17 uber close family members.
17 days of holiday.
$17,000 spent by my mum.

new zealand, also known as aotearoa (the land of the long white cloud), is divided into the north and south islands. NZ has a total area of 268,680 square km but a population of a mere 4.5million. NZ's about a thousand times larger than singapore, but has almost the same number of inhabitants. time zone; NZ's 5 hours ahead of singapore.

we opted for seventeen days of free and easy, with dearest cik lim and busu as our tour guides. they went there for their honeymoon 12 years ago. prior to the trip, much planning had to be carried out. the weekly gatherings at nenek's and makngah's place would be used to discuss about the vacation. and the pre-new zealand shopping was awesome!

literally, it was summer, but the temperature was below 20 degrees everytime. while we were at queenstown, it went all the way down to 6 degrees! imagine their winter. the lunch-outs everyday was a lovely picnic by running streams; prepared by ibu, kakak and me.

treasured moments that were captured (no specific order)

melbourne airport. melbourne was our first stopover.

NZ has the countryside of england.
and cows; abundant of them.

praying by lake tekapo. much serenity.

NZ's gondola and luge ride. and you were talking so much about sentosa's?

franz josef glacier. 1 1/2 hours to the end of the glacier and another 1 1/2 hours back.
arduous hike, duh!

the deserted roads and the beautiful line up of trees.

levin adventure park. oh yeah. they had flying fox, big trampolines, hamster wheels etc.
and the only sign at the entrance was "Play at your own risk"

on board The Interislander; a really huge ferry that we took from the north to the south island.

NZ has the mountains of switzerland. driving down queenstown; sweeeet.

maoris; the pioneers of new zealand. our first sight of the haka. and no one does the haka better than a new zealander.

aj hackett's bungee jumping over kawarau river! and i still feel annoyed that ibu disallowed me to go for it.

the minibus filled by my family and makngah's. busu's family and the grandparents were in the MPV.

snow capped mountains during summer? what a sight!

my favourite activity! challenge rafting in queenstown's shotover river. the water were rode was from grade 1 to 5! grade 6 is the highest and according to our raft guide, mark, its unrunnable.

the kawarau jetboat. packed with 2 chevrolet v8 engines, 700 horsepower dreamride. and the 7 360 degree turns were so cool.

horse riding has never been this fun. our horses cantered and trotted almost 1/2 the time.

another sighting of england's countryside. lush greenery.

sheep; abundant of them as well!

NZ has the lakes of canada. you can see NZ's national flower; the lupins. and the view? picturesque.

the majestic clay cliffs. taxing hike; just like the hike at franz josef.

whale watching at kaikoura. sighted 3 sperm whales and many dolphins.

the incredibly cool waitomo caves. there is a great historical story behind it! it was pitch dark, you couldnt even see your hand. reminded me of the movie; the descent.

one of the many rather cute road signs.

zorbing at agrodome. NZD45 for less than 30 seconds downhill in the zorb ball.

the 17 members of the hussin family; the ones i feel most empty without.

yeap! that's it! i had fun rewriting this and im soo definitely looking forward to such good stuff.

cik lim said she'll probably plan for canada next year. this year she and busu are going to haj, and we have to take care of their sons. so, no flying out this year :(

2007-11-28T15:17:00.000+08:00

i took a respite from the last entry. cleared things out and im glad that things are going back the way it is; maybe even getting better.
"...i'm loving where we're at..." :)

got sick over the weekend; thanks to many late nights.
and blowing my nose and coughing almost 24/7 sucks big time.

little coverage on the 2 occurences:

SIN (without H) to sentosa

they say going under the sun can cure a runny nose or flu. i felt better at that time only. now im back with the sniffing PLUS coughing :(

i know; my self-cut fringe's horrid.

the typical 'we like toilet pictures' shot.

mirthful. i cant remember what's so funny.

rejoicing vidya's short return from melbourne

play studio. LOL.

he likes this best. he said i look classy if i dont smile. "...exudes aura."
oh really? some people think that i look stuck up if i keep the smile to myself.

2007-11-21T23:58:00.000+08:00

because i wanted to keep you off my mind, i have been going out a lot and only returning home till very late at night.
and its surprising that i find solace in doing so. im okay. and im much happier now, cant you see it?
but because of me finding ways to perk myself up, i am pathetically grounded for 2 bloody weeks. *WHINES AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS*

went to my room and saw a note sitting uber nicely on my bed;
Punishment for returning home very late for many days:
No going out alone, with kakak, cousins or friends for two weeks. No shopping, no midnight movies, no supper, etc.
Unless you're with Ibu, Cik Lim or Makngah.
From Ibu to you.

WTF! okay fine, point taken.
ibu's being overprotective. pfffttt. rawr.

the long wanted embrace, then we were off for dinner and dessert. and it feels so darn good to see you :)
you'll be off this saturday, and i'll miss you like a child misses a blanket.

2007-11-20T00:40:00.000+08:00

i gotta say what's on my mind.
something about us, doesn't seem right these days.
life keeps getting in the way.
whenever we try, somehow the plan is always rearranged.
it’s so hard to say, but i got to do what’s best for me.
you'll be okay.

dont want to leave it all behind.
but i get my hopes up, and i watch them fall, every time.
another color turns to grey
and it’s just too hard to watch it all slowly fade away.
im leaving today cause i gotta do what’s best for me.
you'll be okay.

ive got to move on and be who i am.
i just don’t belong here, i hope you understand.
we might find a place in this world someday, but at least for now,
i gotta go my own way.
>>>
>>
>
it's funny when you find yourself.
looking from the outside.
im standing here but all i want is to be over there.
why did i let myself believe miracles could happen?
cause now i have to pretend that i dont really care.

i thought you were my fairytale
my dream when i'm not sleeping
a wish upon a star that's coming true
but everybody else could tell that i confused my feelings with the truth
when there was me and you

i swore i knew the melody that i heard you singing
and when you smiled you made me feel like i could sing along
but then you went and changed the words, now my heart is empty
im only left with used-to-be's and once upon a song

now i know you're not a fairytale.
and dreams are meant for sleeping.
and wishes on the star just don't come true.
and now even i can tell that i confused my feelings with the truth.
because i liked the view when there was me and you.

i cant believe that i could be so blind.
it's like you were floating when i was falling and i didn't mind.
because i like the view; i thought you felt it too.
when there was me and you.

2007-11-20T00:39:00.000+08:00

i love every moment spent just now :)

so, she told me to leave it. "...what is he doing to show his affection?"
like i said before, im asking for zilch; just to have his heart in exchange for mine. but then i start to find myself singing to gabriella's hsm songs.

maybe i should just play it cool.

ps: i'll wholly agree with her that i like people with good teeth. especially knowing the datum that my dental therapist mum emphasizes much on good oral hygiene. because, apparently, from there, you can roughly know what kind of person he/she is.

2007-11-19T12:36:00.000+08:00

and because of what you're doing, im sulking.
and i tend to wonder what do you see in me.
and i cogitate whether you're even worth it.

literally, i sin; though its on the intermittent. but, cleavages, spag straps, bikinis, mini skirts and hot pants are not in my dictionary dammit.
so, like it or not, im sticking to me.

if there's one thing i can do now, i want to read your mind.
so that i will know who the fuck is she. and what do i mean to you.

but every time i doubt, you'll be there to assure.
so, must i wait again this time? hoping that you'll come and say everything's all right?

ps: saturday late night kicked ass; that i think it should be reccurent :)

2007-11-15T18:36:00.000+08:00

for once, i have never felt that despondent after doing a ut. i was holding back so much angst, discontent and apprehension that i just felt like unleashing all of them by crying.
i knew that it was not that difficult/bad, but i just dint have enough time. many questions were incomplete. 1st ut was a fluff, now the 2nd one's also... *heaves a great sigh*

tony asked and i said i dint want to talk about it. terry and mumtaz wanted to talk to me but i just shook my head. dayah tried to perk me up but i shooed her with a "bye." abel called and all i responded was "um...ah...oh..." i dint want to talk more so i lied that i couldnt hear him. im so sorry.

so there i sat at my seat, staring at the opened ut client, excel sheet, adobe and ms powerpoint windows on my laptop screen; oblivious to my surroundings.
my friends left one by one and my eyes were still glued to the screen (that would do nothing to help me feel better). it was more than an hour. i left the class only when the security guard chased me out.

the 75 minutes of unproductiveness surprisingly helped. and i took a long walk back home to be away from the recurrent unwanted noises and sightings of people. im okay now. i guess. i wont let it alter my enthusiasm in wanting to do well for banking ut again.

and so i apprehended that i shouldn't lift my hopes too high. because when they fall, its better to see them break rather than to see them shatter.

2007-11-14T17:37:00.000+08:00

every conversation with my uncle must include the topic about cars. so i told him about terry (the bmw 520i owner), his friend who drives a bmw 723i and his friend's brother, who drives a lamborghini.

that's crazy! you might be saying right now.
i told terry the same thing. but he opposed what i said. to him, when your parents deal with business, these things come in easy. "...no big deal." darn humble :)

and busu told me to tackle one of them. i just chuckled and hesitated the reply. "okay. i'll go for the guy with the lambo."

after that, i walked away and started deliberating; is being wealthy actually everything? money can promise you a million things, but, exactly how happy can you be with money talks revolving around you 24/7?

you would rather put loving him aside and care more about his pockets?

perhaps, the avowal's not for me.
i deem i can afford to get what i want by myself. i just want to have someone i can love. and if he wanted my heart, i'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion. nothing but knowing he loves me as well. just his heart, in exchange for mine.

so, if busu were to ask me again, i think i'd say "maybe" instead.

you know what? literally, you're right. i suck at this kind of love thingy.
maybe its a fact that i know little about love.

im obfustcating am i?
okay, period.

oh btw, thank you fizah, aqim, ilyas and muzakkir, for the belated birthday gifts :)

2007-11-14T16:59:00.000+08:00

so tell me, which stupid idiot goes to her friend saying this:
"...you know that my top is from zara? and my jeans is from levi's limited collection...see my new bebe slippers..."

blah blah blah. zzzzzzz.

im ashamed plus disgusted that i know one. i was actually waiting for her to say that she uses armani slippers in the toilet.

jealous? hell no. i could easily kill her at that time, be a malignant and say back "...my top is from j.Lo. and im wearing versace jeans dammit. oh, check out my diamond earings and pendant..."
WTF. but im not like that. i feel that im not in any place to brag.

even the lady carrying the big coach bag and wearing gucci shoes beside us wasnt even saying a word. i'd rather listen to her brag about the designer labels she owns.

labels can make a person stand out or fall (non-physically, in fact).

i wonder if there's a person out there sulking while reading this entry. oh yeah, im a total bitch.
and fyi, i just bought a gap cardigan and a top from moschino's autumn collection with the sisters this afternoon.
now eat your heart out.

God, i feel good after unleashing my feelings :)

2007-11-14T00:34:00.000+08:00

the lil sister was throwing a ghastly temper that day; throwing herself on the floor, hitting her head against the wall. almost impairing pain on herself. erggh.
luckily nenek was there to give her solace. or not.

let's worsen the already appalled situation.

ibu returned from the market and she started bawling that muzakkir pierced his head against a wall while playing at the void deck. GOD!
he was bleeing profusely that i could feel myself receiving a queasy feeling; on the verge of fainting if i exaggerated. (okay i'll divulge; i cannot see a whole heap of blood at one time)

5 kitchen towels soaked with blood. ice packs. steriled wipes. an almost immediate rush to KK hospital.
no stitches for children. pheww. the doctor taut his hair and glued it on the wound instead.

the 10th of eleven. happy 17th dearestest! :)
we had fun shopping at esprit, thanks to you. and, your brandon's a total sweetie.

smile proper, and we cant just seem to do it.

her brother. her cousin. the birthday girl.
atok looks cute. irah, your t-shirt looks really small on me. and hir, you still fail.

lil sister nasrin likes her hair up in a scorpion. neat.

a late visit to bapak's sister's place at taman daya. shopping at city square; too late for that. pfffttt.

had the aunt talking about the late grandfather and how much he hates malays because of their conducive to idleness. be stupid, but not lazy.

aunt: (says to bapak) he used to say that so often but we dont get affected!

bapak: we're javanese what.

nasrin: ibu, bapak is japanese?!

ibu: jaVAnese.

ibu: i also dont get affected. i'm chinese!

ibu: (looks at me) you shouldn't also. you? rojak.

passed by jalan ronggeng, taman skudai and thought it would be nice to pay the old flame a visit. but uh, i cant remember his unit.

went back and checked my address book. seventeen. SYAZANA! your 2nd favourite number after 7. how can you not remember??

so ibu gave us an option. receive $1000 for shopping or go for a short getaway, even to malaysia?

short getaway. dude, i need a break. being in singapore tires me; almost enervating me physically AND mentally.

i miss the old fiqs. what happened to the old one? i dont seem to know the new fiqs. and i dont like it this way. whatever floats your boat anyway; i wont interlope.

and i offered the cookie monster freshly baked oatmeal cookies. i remembered him saying he wanted more home made cookies. so let's just say, i was being nice.

tender loving care. i remember you said you wont decline if i wanted to offer you that.

nazra reckons i should bake more of the chocolate chip and pecan cookies.

so my ut grade for business finance was goddamm alarming. i almost had a heart attack. thank God, my banking ut grade was able to make me smile, and sleep well tonight, at least.

sometimes i cogitate; am i playing this game alone? what is it that i hope to achieve? what is it that i want to know?
the responses are not simple. only that individual in relation can answer.
maybe when the time is right.

2nd versace jeans couture. yay :)

2007-11-07T22:51:00.000+08:00

so it went very well; or so the evaluators deemed. Alhamdulilah. Praises to God.
thank you nazra and syima for attending to my last minutes, again.
though it was rather last minute, it was worth every single bit of sheer hard work i put in before.

and now my posters' sitting very nicely on the doors of my wardrobe. 20 bucks flew and i wont let it sit inside too soon.

let's zoom out. i love my wardrobe dammit.
and it was at that little space i rehearsed my speech.

he and i; we talked about the favourite spots and spaces in our houses; personal spaces. and thought i'd share with you my spaces at home.

your favourtie space; the bed.
and yes, you see my main wardrobe door there.

let's zoom in.

the paper heart given to me during poly forum 06, motivational cards, new zealand's all blacks team and of course, bmws.

im still looking for a nice 7 series ad.

number one personal space; your room!

and there; photos that i love or mean a lot to me are slapped on the wall.

let's zoom in.

im gradually adding pictures to this space.

and my space in the study room!

ive got way too many things at this space.

ah. most of the time my laptop actually sits on my bed. because its owner very much prefers lying down when doing work :)

meticulous, yes i am.

nasrin's k2 graduation concert.

her teacher wanted curls/waves. and my curling tongs came to good use. honestly, i use the tongs on a rarity. i bought it cause i got a little sick of straight hair back then.
ibu doesn't allow perming, curling, rebonding - you name it. and at that time, i badly wanted to try.

so kakak curled nasrin's hair and she gave me curls as well. and i thought i looked like a poodle. eeeks.

with shao jun. the lil sister looks so grown up!

i've meddled with the fyp codes and apparently accomplished what i wanted to today. like yay.

and i so hate the actuality that im falling for you.

2007-11-06T23:57:00.000+08:00

long walks on throbbing feet. twinges and spasms on the ocassional.
*\\i hear requests for feet therapy sessions already//*

that big and lofty building would be immediately distinct to the frequent goers. but we had to just bypass that damn sunshine plaza and get lost. the directory on kakak's phone dint help that much though.

5 and 7 series bmws vrooming past us became recurrent; seemingly at every minute.
and i was being witless to hope that terry would be in one of those 520i, seeing us lost and offer to send us to sunshine plaza. how ludicrous!

whatever. its done anyway. printed and ready to be presented (at least i hope). if truth be told, i aint satisfied with the end product. slapdash pfffttt.

prayers at bencoolen mosque. an underground prayer hall and a fountain for ablution.
cool shit.

stardust at plaza sing - mirthful and uplifting; worth the watch!

its quirky that we find bliss in shopping for d.i.y. stuff. even spending a whole day at art friend, spotlight or madewithlove still wouldn't be enough.
that little items at that price can promise me a decent meal at secret recipe.

they want to be good girls gone bad temporarily. let their hair down and watch them play. these girls are worth turning your heads.

her first chance upon with him.
and she finds him handsome and cute, yes :)

2007-11-06T04:19:00.000+08:00

GRATIFICATION!

professional profiling poster preparation days are over. one big load has gone off my chest. phew. like THANK GOD.
*//check the time. i spent a whole day from 3 in the afternoon till now\\*
i can pass off getting a distinction in doing last minute stuff, really.

so, i'll express my heartfelt gratitude to rey, nazra and zul; for helping me in one way or another. i owe you people one big time.

getting the posters printed tomorrow. no later.
hopefully i'll manage to navigate my way to sunshine plaza with them.
ps: abel and rizam, i hope you'll find your way there :)

2007-11-01T17:58:00.000+08:00

thank you :)
ps: i love you too! <3

2007-11-01T13:53:00.000+08:00

this entry's a respite; i missed out a whole lot on this.

last week's 3 long and tired but exciting days. (okay, my vocab's limited)
so i'll cover all but i'll try to make it brisk.

THE SHOPPING ON FRIDAY

played with abel's iphone and i love it.
now he has me contemplating whether i should spend a bomb on one as well. *//okay, i already hear brad saying "Noooo!"//*

left school early just to go shopping with kakak and irah.
taka to paragon to far east.

late lunch, early dinner at lucky plaza's ayam penyet ria. we were checking out the indon waiters and we spotted a really pretty boy. comely? to the MAXimum! and the best part? he served us our food :)
we love the indons' accent dammit.

dead beat, but worth every single bit.

and i hit the sack only at 3.45am.

THE LATE CELEBRATION ON SATURDAY

no, there wasn't "...celebrate with father mother. go jb. happy happy..." :)
after jalan raya, headed to nenek's house.

drained. tiringtiringtiring.

the last thing i said to ibu after prayers was "ibu see, my diamonds are so shiny."
and after that, we both knocked out. on the prayer mats, with our telekongs on.
i was only awaken by hysterical laughters from nenek's living room.

food was almost perfect. prawn noodles. beef curry with potatoes. flavoured baked mussels. farce crabs and potato shrimps. okay, curb yourselves from salivating already!

the family's favourite new zealand mussels. aaahhh :) ;
baked with butter, mozzarella and tomato. sprinkled with sliced parsley, paprika and pepper and a touch of squeezed lime. yumyum! go buy it and d.i.y.

i helped; A LOT.

2nd cake.

i came to nenek's house empty handed, and went back with handfuls of bags.

from the family:
-busu: leather carlo rino tote
-ibu: guess handbag
-kakak: calvin klein jeans top
-nenek: soft leathered carlo rino shoes
-makngah: flower by kenzo perfume
-hir: the body shop cassis rose perfume and body gel
-irah: sheer romance bikini
-filzah: teddy treasure box and vochelle chocolates
-nasrin: flower diamonte ornament

* just f.y.i, carlo rino's a new line from bonia; bonia's 'sister' in other words.

apparently, kakak wanted to get me this particular agnes b top i saw online.
but sadly, they dont have it in stores :(
//* pssst nazra, remember the white one with the black agnes b printing on the sleeve? *//

from the friends:

-hani: dolphin chime

-ezzah: name-engraved silver bracelet

-juita: bits & pieces handphone ornament

-yani: plush pillow

THANK YOU people. like TRUCKLOADS :) :) :)

deliberated.....

okay, i pity insyirah. so yani and i were game :)

and i hit the sack only at 3.30am.

THE SEC SCH RAYA OUTING

its peculiar how after all these years; he can still charm me with his endearing smile and dimple.
okay, i'll divulge that i have an uber soft spot with people with ohsocute dimples and smile nice-s :)

oh by the way, did you know that the eyes and mouth contour is enough to make you fall for a person?

iryanie's.

mine :)

and of all places, they wanted to take pictures at the stairs.

with yani dearest; longest friendship till now, and still going solid :)

sadiq's.

then i went off; followed my parents for family-visiting.

okay, so now hil's pissed that the boys dint inform him. and i felt bad cause i dint ask him out also.

she knew she was HIV positive and she went suicidal. only at 19.

and again, i hit the sack at 3.30am. many late nights. *yaawwnn*

2007-11-01T00:08:00.000+08:00

was in the midst of preparing my pp poster and i felt bored. so i'll just stash it away pro tem.

Name 11 people you can think of right off the top of your head.
Don't read the questions underneath until you have writen the names of all 11 people. No cheating!

1) Kakak Syaz
2) Syairah
3) Syahir
4) Azzriyani
5) Nazra
6) Zann
7) Abel
8) Jia Yaw
9) Hilmy
10) Rui Rong
11) Hidayah

How did you meet #4? from my secondary school :)
What would you do without #6? she's my good buddy! no zann, no fun :(
What would you do if #2 and # 6 were going out? girls? oh God.
How old is #8? nineteen
What would you do if #5 confessed that he/she loves you? aww. i love her too, then.
Who’s #10's best friend? hmm, i dont think he's got any. close/good friends, yes.
Have you ever eaten with #1? like almost everyday.
Do you miss #1? i see her 24/7. miss? i doubt.
Who is #11 dating? acai hehe.
What do you think of #3? he's part of SHIN. SHIN's brilliant. so is he.
What do you think of #9? cute. nice. friendly. witty.
What would u do if #4 and #7 were dating? let them?? but they dont even know each other for now!
Would u marry #7? haha! if its fated. abel, will you marry me? boleh? ROFL.
Do you love #10? yeah, no more than a friend.
Ever slept in the same room as any of the numbers? definitely.

2007-10-29T23:26:00.000+08:00

he crossed my path.
minor infatuation with the hotstuff. aahhh.

okay i digressed.

he wont stop being a bitch today.
PMSing like a woman. arrgghh! naggings from teachers are so yesterday. especially during the PSLE and O's period;
like the irksome natters at home aint enough. pfffttt.

let's not bother about the old man.

many of the boys i know are having their NAPFA test today. man, i miss NAPFA; how i always challenge with the boys and acquire my gold badge every single year from pri 4 to sec 4 :)

being in poly gives me hindrance in doing some of the things that i used to do before.
i dont hit the running tracks anymore. i stop dirtying myself at the field. i stop breaking my glasses at the basketball court. i stop tearing my skin on the floorball arena.
in a nutshell, i miss falling and bruising myself.
crazy i know. but when you are having fun (with your kakis), even bleeding sounds fun.

im so different now. good or bad; you decide.

yani's uncle passed away because of cancer. his time came rather abruptly. so it teaches us that we should do good deeds all year round because you dont know when you can do it again.

and yani, youre strong i know.

2007-10-25T23:27:00.000+08:00

from thad's friendster profile:
Be. Do. Have.
If we can see ourselves where we want to BE, then we'll be inspired to DO the things that will allow us to HAVE all that we want.

i did realise the depth to the assertion thad made. and now, i seem to be able to fathom that.

i was poring over some pictures and i found this -
the lil sister when she was a year and 2 months old.

contain your squeals. she's cute i know.

and now, 6 years plus.

look at how much she has grown.

and how much i have grown as well.

a few months old (yeah, i was fat. BUT cute)

now; recently turned 19.

she made me realise what's worth. and i love her for that.

mum knows you best :)

and yes, im still sulking.

2007-10-25T13:45:00.000+08:00

Hanihans says:
hey love. sorry...need to delay your present again again
syazana. says:
haha s'kay (:
Hanihans says:
you know...i seriously think that you should stop giving people nice and expensive gifts...i think they (and me) feel obliged to return you the same.

and i felt hurt.
:(

chagrined; maybe. i dont know. it just sliced my heart like that and it had me deliberating.

whatever.

when friends fail you, family's ALWAYS there to let you fall back upon.
to the esteemed sixteen, i love you a thousand red M&Ms.

hey mad, you sure you pluck this from a reliable resource? LOL.

and so you said it yourself. now dont you lament that you a need a girl; part-time or whatsoever.

i've changed. permanent it will be :)

and it looks good like this :)

friday and saturday, yay!
girls, i need you to perk me up. like crazy.

nice, slow and long-lasting. right? (yeah, i figured it out from your comportment). now you have me cogitating with almost confident desires. and my hopes are still high. dont make me feel wretched to see them fall. i dont want another colour will turn to grey.

ps: though i still dont like the way you're playing the game, i'll concede. because it's you.

2007-10-23T11:59:00.000+08:00

fast fact: this date last year; was the eve of hari raya. double exhilaration!

to those you remembered and bothered, a HUGE thank you!
if i can hug everyone of you, i'd do it :)
hey, you can start welcoming me into the club. i know you've been anticipating to do that since months ago right? ;)

they all said that they will delay the presents. im not expecting any actually (like every year). you dont have to return me a present just because i got you one you know? but unsurprisingly, i always expect to get great gifts from my family.
celebrations on wednesday, friday and saturday :)

God knows how hopeless he is in that spot in the house. ohbummer. can someone like send him to cooking classes please?
awoken from my extremely-needed-sleep, i dragged my feet to go downstairs to the kitchen to cook. i was fortunate enough not to tumble down the stairs.
yeah. bapak made me cook on my birthday. so unglam. a good man helps the woman in the kitchen, at least.
what? celebrate? not until the brother has finished his exams. pfffttt.

i got cranky and yes, you're right. i was literally banging the pots and pans the whole time.
i almost flared.

things got worse during dinner time. the parents, out of the blue, kept on reminiscing the negatives of the yesteryears. wtf.
if they want to spoil someone's day, they'd pass off getting distinctions in doing that.

i know this sounds ludicrous. but ivan's cute! what should i check out, again? his hot bod.
psssttt. sizzling hoottt.
HAHAHA. okay, enough.

sniffling. ouch :(

2007-10-21T15:10:00.000+08:00

nasrin's colouring competition cum launching of admiralty park

no, i wasnt there to watch the MPs/ministers/mayors declare the opening of the park. i felt compelled anyway, to bring the lil sister for her art colouring competition; at 7.45 am.
yeah. every sensible homo sapien would still be snoring their heads off at that time, especially on a sunday.

rp's stylemethodz was there. rather humdrum. i still prefer rey and team's moves.

rp's silat team was there as well.

her completed piece. she can really colour, i tell you.

yeah, nasrin's ought to be proud that her colouring stood out from the rest.

saturday's guests' visit.

9 oct. 23 oct. 20 oct. they say october babies are temperamentals. reaaallllyyyy? :D (im grinning. get the cue?)

okay, i admit. i was rather slacky and dint help around much.

always-nice-smelling-cute-little-pie DAMIA. and the lil sister.

RS alumni lunch gathering

dint at all have the 'missing sec sch friends' vibe but many were aggravating me to go. but, knowing the datum that my very (x5) good friend yani was going and i was able to see my old friends, i thought, why not?

wasnt expecting my old flames to be there also. chong wei and rui rong; both in ns. jia yaw; wont come down from jb just for the gathering.
s'right, it was pleasant enough to see the old faces.

part of the 2004 graduating batch

yeah. they changed the school logo.

mrs jalil ong; she's the reason that i got a distinction in humanities. previous RS HOD of humanities. now vice-principal of changkat sec sch.

mrs michelle liau; she's the reason that i improved so much in my maths. previous RS HOD of maths. now vice-principal of west spring sec sch.

mrs hilda thong; she's the reason that i keep on scoring for my english orals. previous RS HOD of english. now vice-principal of RS.

WOW.

that night, i was feeling so cranky cause i was dead beat. and right before i hit the sack, ibu went in my room.

ibu: why so moody? met up with your old boyfriend is it?
me: huh. chong wei? no lar. just tired.
ibu: *twitched her mouth* ohh. good night.

and ibu still remembers that bastard. kakak reckoned that i should have said "yes, he wants me back. i kicked him in the balls for hurting me before. and i wish that i could have hurt him somemore." HAHAHA.

(you know. that time, rui rong came in and he deemed that the song 'get another boyfriend - bsb' suited me and i needed that to perk me up. nice try sweet boy :))

2007-10-18T17:49:00.000+08:00

i havent acquired immense satisfaction since the start of this semester as i did today. my team was the only one that managed to get perfect answers for the calculations. and our presentation slides were rather exceptional. my team was extolled of course!

and so i'll express my gratitude and commend abel for being generous enough to send me his team's calculations/answers to refer.
thank you boleh :)

effortless work, you think?
zilch to that assertion. there were a lot of values to change and understanding to do, mind you.

my class's uber cold; that aint something new.
i was literally freezing and i thought my lips turned purple. but when i checked myself in the toilet mirror, it was BLUEing instead.
maybe i shall start wearing long johns to school.

i think i lost a whole lot of weight (especially during ramadan) that i feel the ends of my bottoms sweeping the floor when i walk. and i have to perpetually pull my pants up.
time for a change of bottoms, perhaps?

2007-10-17T13:19:00.000+08:00

i soiled my versace jeans. GOD! DAMN it.
i will be getting the lee straight cut. or the giordano one. dark grey/navy.

these had me thinking. rather paltry; but i like to be in deep thoughts.

why do people have to get in relationships at such a young age?
it only gives you suicidal and depression. and oh God, the invaluable time and money you HAVE to waste. stress on COMMITMENT; what are you, getting married?

why do people need to be accompanied everywhere they go?
you wont die being alone ALL of the time also, actually.
learn the word INDEPENDENT, people.

why do people love trying on clothes in changing rooms, take pictures of themselves in that outfit, post the pictures everywhere and caption it with "I want this top!" ?
honestly, if you want it, BUY it. and why bother trying when you cant even AFFORD?

why do non-muslims convert just because their partners are muslims?
convert for the love of islam, and not for the other half. there's no compulsion in islam. if you LOVE it, make it work. if not, dont BOTHER.

hir, hope you dont mind :D

my friends find hir cute. im like o.k.a.y. you serious?
and they ask whether he's attached. GOD! he's only 15! but he's taller and stronger than boys above his age.
work on your abs and pump in more muscles after you hit 180/185.
okay boy?

2007-10-16T23:49:00.000+08:00

i missed out on this.

the most collection. the only raya-day you can idle around. dint anyone tell you that the first day of raya's always the best?

with the big and lil sisters.

atok's nephews' kids. mira and aris. (and syahir extra)

atok's nephews and nieces came over. and there were more than 40 people in the grandparents' 3-room flat! the temperateness; it was sensed as soon as the guests filled the living room.

from makngah :)

the $20 note's back. but this was printed in conjunction to singapore's 40 years of friendship with brunei.

happppyyy hussin family! in concurrence with makngah's convocation.

cousins!

my BEST and FAVOURITE girls.

Busu, I want to ask forgiveness for...."

Makngah: Doesnt seem right. Like akad nikah (muslim's solemnisation ceremony) only!

and so...the mirth that the 17 of us shared because of what makngah said :D

makngah's and busu's house last.

the lil sister INSISTED that i put this up cause she reckoned that she snapped a nice picture.

what nice? my face looks like crap, especially at 2 in the morning!

i dont know how ibu can sleep like that.

and they're up and wide awake playing RISK at 2.30am. owls.

we called it a day only at 3.45 am! no more next time.

2007-10-16T21:13:00.000+08:00

the second day. first stop; my house.

yes, they were at RISK again. pfffttt.

time to go but everyone was starting to get cosy.

busu's beemer, atok's lancer and bapak's stream.

second stop; granny's stepmum's.

love SHIN :)

third stop; granny's aunt's house at bukit panjang. and i saw my old house! the house that i stayed in for my 1st 9 years of living before shifting to woodlands.

cik lim, makngah and ibu. my FAVOURITE women.

kakak challenged hir to an arm wrestle and she made hir give her a lot of leeway to ensure that she wins. wth.

she lost; DUH! hir is getting so strong already.

and bapak; he was trying to be ludicrous. he raced with busu on the expressway. and they were going at 150km/h. going at that speed is enough to get their license terminated! bapak was menacing; swerving everywhere and driving so swiftly that it scared the hell out of me. HONESTLY! buuttt, i love fast rides :)

hari raya will unofficially pause for the 17 of us for now. the cousins are all busy with exams. pfffttt.

2007-10-11T23:11:00.000+08:00

Perfect match :)
4 times today, and I'm wanting much more.

Time's flying like no one's business and it freaks the hell out of me.
Today, the last terawih. Tomorrow; the last fast.
Its all happening too abruptly, and I dont like it. No more uber holy month of Ramadan until next year. Anticipating Syawal, but dismayed to leave Ramadan.

Back to basics people.

Majority of my friends have officially self-declared holiday this entire week. Wonderful!
And Im still being a good pussycat to attend school everyday, without fail.

When I have the mood, you'll find yourself basking the aroma of the cookies baking in my oven, big cookie-eater.

Oh, Happy Aidilfitri :)

2007-10-10T01:34:00.000+08:00

She has been looking at me as if she has got something important to state. And all she wanted to say was "You look Chinese!'
She had been containing that line for 4 weeks! That also she had Fitria to tell me.
Xiaoen, you're really cute :)

So the girls started asking me about my blood line.
"The maternal granddad's Chinese. The grandmum's half Javanese, a quarter Bugis and a quarter Malay.
The paternal grandparents are both Javanese."

And they said, "Rojak! But so cool!"
Then the usual question. "Javanese and Bugis not Malay?"
No.
Its like Europeans; you have the French, Germans, Russians and such.
Same case. FYI anyway.

2007-10-08T14:30:00.000+08:00

SATURDAY

Since Bapak switched from BMW to Honda Stream, my butt has not sat on a Beemer for sometime. And that Saturday, Busu fetched me from my grocery shopping (for Ibu) and he drove me around in his ride. It feels sooo darn good to sit in a BMW again after so long!

We talked about BMWs in his BMW. And we both agree that BMW is the most popular and affordable luxury car in Singapore. Busu reckons that I should buy his ride so that he can upgrade to a M5. 10 years time lar. LOL.

BMWs - always captivating.
It would be ideal if my boyfriend/husband to-be drives a beemer. Its not about being materialistic. Its about keeping up to what my father and uncle have taught me.

BMW 3 Series - The original and most successful sports sedan.

BMW 5 Series - The sleek executive styling.

BMW 6 Series - The art of acceleration.

BMW 7 Series - A magnificent class unto itself.

There is something about the strikingly elegant lines, interior luxury and superior quality finishing of a BMW that speaks to those with a taste for the finer things in life.

Who feels me? :)

Oh GOD. Im like 'selling' BMW. Cut it out.

The lil sister's 6th birthday celebration.

Kids; they rather you give them 20 presents, than give them 1 present, equivalent to the price of all the 20.

Ibu requested for the brief poster. There she got it; slapdash work :D

The family has started asking me for my birthday wish list. I said, "23rd Oct. Still long."

And CONGRATULATIONS to Makngah for finally getting her degree. Long live learner. Way to go! Ibu surmised that the teens and the kids will get the 'degree disease' if we sit close to her. Whatever! But, Insya Allah.

I look so unkempt. Eeekks.

He asked me out for the 3rd time. And for the 3rd time, I turned down on him.
For the umpteenth time Im saying, I DONT WANT!

2007-10-04T09:03:00.000+08:00

She said I was taking things to heart. A paltry issue.
Whatever. I havent gotten my cool yet.
Still incensed? Not really. Just a lil pissed for now.

Ignorance. And I succeeded :)
Gaze and wonder all you want.
But I felt so sorry at the way he was looking at me, wishing that I would at least smile more, or waved, or go over for a dialogue.

Knowing the datum that he's being curious about my creed somehow makes me feel better.
But I'm still laying low. Until when, I dont know.
I dont want to let go just yet, cause I've went so far and the feeling's so good to hold.

I submitted my PP on Sunday and the advisor, Sylvia commented on Wednesday. She promised me by the end of the week, but it came earlier; with a pleasant comment:
Your report is well written, coherent and well organized. Mr Reduan’s experience is very interesting and heart-warming too. Good work!

Now I just have to worry about the poster. My friends recommended me to print at Sunshine Plaza. And now I need someone (who hasnt complete his/her PP) to come with me!

Someone perk me up please.

2007-10-02T18:02:00.000+08:00

You pissed me off. Real bad. And I hate it.
I really dont know what you want, but I tell you what, I dont bother finding out.

Stop?
Maybe I SHOULD. Then you'll start realising how much you actually miss me. That's what you want anyway.

And for hell's sake. Stop pretending. Stop thinking im stupid not to know what you're denoting.
Got something to say?
SPEAK out.

Nice and slow. Long lasting. Contemplate, but no natters.
You want that? Fine, I'll stay low.

Man. This is dumb.
Pfffttt.
Whatever, really. Squandering my time.

Just remember, if you're a little too late, blame it on yourself.

2007-10-02T15:09:00.000+08:00

(http://www.gucci.com/jp/japanese/jp/fall-winter-07/baby-shoes/#150118_GA990_9063)

Say with me. "Aaawww. So cute!" :)

Nazra's friend, Gavin: If the baby cannot wear, can hang in the car.
Nazra: I can imagine Andry and Andrya wearing them! And they can only walk in them at home.
Me: Babies who have these are real lucky. If I'm rich enough, I'll get them. Not for the baby, but to put up on display.

I showed the picture to some people...
Debra: You buy these, your baby walk and step on money lor. You buy Birkenstocks, you stick $50 on each slipper, then you walk. Heart pain!
Wan Ying: Eeyer! If I rich, I also dont want buy!
Abel: Can put as keychain.
Muzakkir: Ya Allah! Cute!!!

HAHAHA.

2007-10-01T22:47:00.000+08:00

Twice in a day.

Big arms. Distinct chest. Hot bod. Hey hot stuff :)
Endearing smile. Bespectacled cute goody look. Rukawa's fringe.

Oh Nana, you're at it again.
STOP.

Soppy? Hell no.