Listening to life's wonders

Thursday, July 30, 2009

+stabbed+

abang oths: heyy..ramen girl..(is on next on star movies)

adek ani: i watch already..they played it just now.

abang oths: wat? stabbed on the back by my own sister

adek ani: ??? when i told mama just now she said that she dah tengok before BOTH of us.

abang oths: wat?? stabbed on the back by ur own mother.

adek ani: by YOUR mother

abang oths and adek ani: by OUR own mother..

the most emotional any of me or my other family members will ever be...

heh..

a cartoon family is all u need...to count on for inspiration.

i love my abang oths..

bang taps

mother

ayah

nyai..

...

6 left..

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|3:39 PM|

Monday, July 27, 2009

+Test 2+

Edit html ???? Testing posting on itouch

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|2:10 PM|

+Yes to title no to actual posting+

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|2:09 PM|

Saturday, July 25, 2009

+saddest i've ever been+

prev week was the saddest weak i EVER had...and its still on-gg...

i chose to behappy on my birthday and i ended up crying myself to sleep..

i told myself to smile....but all i had on my face were teary eyes..,runny nose..and a frown...

i asked nad out on thursday coz i just needed to get out...needed to go for a drive..we went big splash starbucks...i loved it there..it was a lil cheery compared to everything else i've been seein n expieriencing... i was sad..but i didnt want her to terikut ikut..poor nad...i hope she wasnt trying to figure me out...its not tt i didnt want to tell her...i really do...IF i actually knew why myself...

i was really looking forward to turn 20 on the 21st...but tt turned out to be the miserablelest day of my life... it was suppose to be my day...

"suck it up biatch....its my day..not urs.."

tt was how i felt...

a lil voice screeming in my head...

a lil disturbing...

holding tt in was hard... the drive after that was nice...i wanted to cry..and i gez maybe my cuzzie sensed it...so a lil karaoke-ish session..against a beautiful cityscape as our backdrop...

im hating something.. i dunno what...

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|9:48 PM|

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

+a night to remember+

didnt catch a single wink last night..i dunno why...but i finally mange to at 7.30 smtg smtg...end up waking up at 10...had to make sure i left my house before anyone else did..or else no chance at all..i dont wanna get a sobbing grandmother spoutin nonsense again..rumah org org tue...lol..haishh...

now at starbucks simei...blogging...internet connection weak...4 bars but dang! its slow!....

stomache ache abit..but still can dring my ripply thingi...

lunch time...

i think i wanna buy myself a pair of shoes and get a hair cut...

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|12:33 PM|

+20 and nauseaus+

i had alot of junk

bandito then my mum bought seafood from istanbul

mountain dew mix milo...frozen with ice

all i wanted as just to turn 20...

i miss maya..no birthday hug fom her..i'll just wait for her to get back..

im missing my grandfather...no hugs from him period...

i'll just use one more night to be sad...

my birthday was ok..and normal..thank god..

extra hot today tho..

woke up to my mum, my allowance and a yellow-green envelope....at 6.45....

went back to sleep...

woke up again at 10..

watched tv till 3...

showered at 4..

went down to kfc buy lunch dinner..

only to find out once we're back home that my mom and dad go buy seafood from istanbul..

then there was a crying farna at my staircase outside...

and fahmi in a red long sleeves shirt..and nad..

and hana

then

they went to mc to eat..

i sent my cuzzin home....her house is damn far btw....

no lah.. she lives 3 stops away..if u take 28 from ngee ann..

but i just needed to go for a drive...so i went up to ECP..look at lights...then drove back..

highly therapeutic...loved it...

then sent her home..tompang her toilet

and drove back..

crying for 2 secs...

felt abit silly..

then home...

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|12:34 AM|

Saturday, July 18, 2009

+ausbe+

me: errr..kakak, is this the line to the private screening?

random kakak: nooo....ausbeeee

me: this is not the line for the private..(random kakak cuts me off)

random kakak: nooo....

me:(i continued my sentence)...for harry pott..(random kakak cuts me AGAIN)

random kakak:yesss....ausbe....

and she did it in a very cartoon voice...friendly but high pitchy...like a mom...like ma madre....

so the story behind it...

here goes....

my day started out with a knock on my door...like evry other day...woke up..i think i cooked smtg to eat...

wait a minute..u guys need to knoe how i got the tix..

we'll start the day before...a thursday...

"abang are u going anot?????"

two brothers and two nos...so ive got 4 tix... no brainer...farna a first! usually tied with maya..but mya in dubai dahhh..she'll prob watch it in dubai..if theres even cinemas there... then nadia..but nadia would ususlaly turn it down..so i this time i asked fahmi first.. he told me bout rasydan and tts when i had a lil dilemma...rasy??? or naddd?? i called nad first...true enuf she couldnt make it...THEN i asked rasydan...abit shady riiiiteeee???i knoe..arrr but rasy..like me..not a HP follower...and he's not a girll...

so, me, farna, rasy,and suzie

madre: ok..since abg cannot go..

me: i'll buy the tix from u

madre: ok. 5 dollars each

then tt whole paragraph at the top happened...

me:ok! ive got 3 friends who can make it!

madre: ok! up 2.50!

me: ar??

madre: and must bring back pop corn

me: spicy?

madre & me: ahahahahahahaahaha

then i went out to east point..

nad was comg..rasy was..farna already there...and fahmi was buddy shifting..

buddy shifting means....

he can facebook and talk to his friends..but! with his apron off...

to me arrr....

so we talked..they talked more..i just like seein my friends all togedda...

then home..

fridae:

decided to folo farna...

folo fahmi and rasy buy tix for redang trip. ahahaha.

chinatown is really funny..

snorkeRRing

pork dickson(underlined!)

pork dickson is not port dickson...

one has a humongorous babz bakar factory

another is kinda famous for its beaches..

haishhh

chinatown is funny...

after tt we took a bus to bugis...ILUMMA the one with the lights....so tak perlu...no halal place cept for coffee bean and tea leaf...more tak perlu-ness

we came and it was blank..asked the guy at the counter he said a load of bla bla blas. so we left..got some food to sneak in...

got back at 6.15..kanchiong spider here....but there loads more kanciong spiders who already started a longgg line...

(insert conversation with random makcik)

there was a lembut guy...with the hair flipping...

"young ausbe young ausbe young ausbe"

the movie was ok onnie..

i like special effects..that game on the broom thing...and fighting..and crazy wild creatures...

and i hate abrupt endings..i should have known...

'half bRood plince" is just a silly nickname a young sch boy gave himself whos only firned was his alter ego...

like me calling myself.. miss prissy Quonsuella...

"This book belongs to: miss prissy Quonsuella..."

sheeeeeeesh....

owh and my back hurt after the movie...like an old lady....

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|9:59 PM|

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

+blog+

no one blogs nimore isist?

twittering is nonsense..do get back to blogging pple...

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|2:06 AM|

Thursday, July 02, 2009

+sunk like a boat+

leaky like a faulty pipe in me ol kitchen...

everyone has their own way of grieving..and for me.. im kinda slow

i dont cry when anyone else cries..coz i think i secretly just want to do the opposite of everyone else..

i saw pple shed buckets more tears than i did and the only thing tt was gg thru my ig head was.. "err..u didnt have to live with him.." "why are u crying more than me?"

before this i shed only a tear or two..esp when the mood called for it..for example orng baje doa..

i was still joking ard jenow morning biler dier dimandikan... i think i also purposely avoided anything that had anything to do with his death....had to do tt daun pandan thing..with the flowers..i didnt knoe why.. i just did..

then when it was done..he was a large corpse..wrapped in a bundle..a sad sight..still i didnt cry...

his blue face..his eyes closed..sleeping..like how we all tought u were..the day before.. ur perut was a lil smaller i think coz the whole thing like slim wrap..isist? and i could still remember listening for frogs...

when it came to dealing with the flowers thing...if can i didnt want to do that either...but i thank god i did...

up till now everything still seems too unreal..

another drama i created in my head for a potential screenplay..a movie maybe..or a theathre production?? mayb?

"he is gone..u saw him..u touched his cold, lifeless body..u saw his swollen purple face..he is gone..."

"no..he's not..just gone to abu dhabi.." and i would stop crying coz it made me laugh a lil..

but then i'll start crying again...

2 thoughts..one after another..continuously..same aje...cry .stop.cry.stop..

"woixx! memain per??!"

ahahahaha..

bejewelled while trying to sing away the tears and sadness..

multi tasking to the ultimate level wann..

and now as i try to fall asleep..i cant coz the tears cant stop flowing..

"oh now.. u cant stop.."

i stared at my ceiling and thought of the many 'no more...'s...

no more...

breakfast lontong at changi

breakfast at jalan kayu

bedok kachang pool with salt..

ice cream roti

tomyum buddy..

mcdonalds..

everything that has got to do with food...

has it still not sunk it yet that yayi is gone? i dunno..

ive never gone thru such things before

[[ Rohani Breaks The History ]]*|1:49 AM|