right back at yA..

Dont know why

2010-07-22T22:51:00.002+08:00

ive just started posting just recently after months bein MIA..i dont think anyone reads my blog anymore..which is awesome coz i wont feel self conscious..its the worst feeling to get when you blog(abit like accidently befriending your mom on facebook, and ure more weary when you update your status. When I blog, I'd hate it if you saw me and quote things off my blog and ask me why I feel or say things. I just do..just dont ask..

Truth: I hate my birthdays. I feel the crapiest on my birthday. I dont know why... Im happy on the eve of it ...up till the very second when the clock strikes 12..the only thing I'll feel like doing from 12:01..and for the next 24 hours...is cry.. I dont know why...So knowing this..about myself..I always get myself ready.. Not with a box 3ply royal gold facial supremes..(fact: I dont like crying) but a gift..the most random and sometimes expensive toy...this year..it was a batmobile.. from the 1989 movie...the awesomemesss!!!
Woke up, sahur...mandi then sholat subuh..then unwrapped my gift...stared at it..pretend im actually touching it...(fact:i stroke the box and a shadow casts on the batmobile itself..looks like im touching it but im not..) but I mentioned i unwrapped it..why cant I still touch it? you're crazy if you think im taking a limited edition Elite hotweels Batmobile from the 1989 movie out of its friggin box!.. i stared at it till i fell asleep. owh did i mention i had to fast on my birthday?? no..its not some religious thing..bayar hutang! and i gez one other gift i could give myself is beeing free from hutang puase...

Why do I go thru all this trouble? I dont know.. i figured only I can make ME feel the way I want to..I dunt need anyone else..or do i? I do like feeling I am somewhat important to some pple..and i gez on your birthday..tts what friends are for right? I pretend the dozen wishes on facebook actually helps..but it doesnt..grateful but no..does not help at all...wish it did tho..half a day gone..an unwrapped gift and i still felt like crying.. so i decided i should go visit the library..i thought...its soo boring there..the only thing i'll probably feel like doing is sleeep..not cry..I found my 'The School of Essential Ingredients". Read it.. left 3 more chapters.. Helen, Ian and the Epilogue. While reading it I dozed of a bit.. woke up..refreshed...(turns out it wasnt just the normal dozing off...it was a mini power nap) no more sleepy eyes after tt..dang! n my tears start welling up after tt.. had to stop.. sheesh! i was in a library for gods sake...plus i was fasting..not suppose to cry when u're fasting..not suppose to cry at all! Time didnt allow me to finish it.. need to buke puase! I decided against taking a bus coz i feel cheated whenever i take 291 now..the whole pay by distance things sucks when the bus ure taking is suppose to be a 'fidder' bus..(or whatevr u call those bus that only travels ard a neighbourhood then back to the interchange.. making continuous loops ard tampines only!) im sure THAT would definitely make me cry.. so i walked.. the air was cool.. it wasnt raining.. it wsant hot.. just nice..it felt nice.. i didnt feel like crying all the way till I reached home.. then the tears again.... (sounds like an emotionally unstable person here) i was looking through friges and freezers to see what i can eat.. and my eyes start welling up again! "Why?!" I screamed in my head. and it stopped. I waited..heated some food...waited and ate...did my prayers..watched Dexter and CSI..and as soon as the next day arrived, 12:01, I was fine again..

now im fine

i think

Wait

2010-07-21T00:38:00.003+08:00

Been waiting for this day all my life..What Im feeling today is not what I had expected.I feel lost and confused and somewhat pathetic. I'd never seriously ask pple to get me what I WANT..i can give myself that...if you knew me.. you'd give me what I NEED.
For example.. I WANT a batmobile..Ive got it gift wrapped on my shelf..waiting...

I dont know what I NEED.. you tell me..

neglected once again

2010-03-29T22:49:00.002+08:00

i feel like i have neglected you once again...left you all alone..
i'd say that there wasnt a day i didnt think about you, but i'd be lying.
I left you for a sketchbook slash diary thing...when i first bought it, it was clean, black and thick with neatly pressed pages. now it looks overused even though Ive not even filled half of it.. its once black cover is in the gloomiest shade of grey, not like the grey u get from shadows cast whenever the sun rises or sets. it is no longer a big secret as to what makes the cover so hard and sturdy as the corners now expose the layers of brown something that together makes a thick cardboard. the spine once looked like a half peeled banana ,now also naked, baring the thread that holds the book together.

You should feel lucky that u didnt have to go through the abuse the book did..or shouldnt you? You werent able to be there like the book has.

er ok.

tts done..

i was feeling feeling like i was writing a book or smtg.. coz i went to the lib just now..now i feel like becoming and author.. not soo good with the descriptive or with spelling for tt case..

i went out with suzie sahar.. one of my best friends..
(will get back to thislater)

saturday night we went to arab street..nasreen?? or smtg..nad seemed so confident.. not out of place at all.. like a regular lykdat.. haha.. knew evrything to say..good for her.. been there a couple of times.. tak ajak! thanx nad! haha.. but not my kind of thing really..

i dun like Mediterranean cuisine because they like to mix spices and dairy products..like yogurt i just dont like the idea of using yogurt in a meat dish....i also dun really like some western dishes..smelling a dish of fish and chips always made me nauseous..so does chicken cutlet..farna and fahmi ordered those respectively ..but i couldnt say no to trying some..coz imsofat..and i cannot say no to food even tho i know its gonna make me throw up later at night..heh..

i just like seeing all my friends together.. i can go all night without talking and just absorbing the moment of togetherness..i always feel like its gonna be the last we'll ever sit together again..with our lives being so different from each others....changes makes me sad..but I AM ADAPTABLE and I WILL ADAPT!

errghhh!

anihuss.. i went to the lib with suzie sahar.. i borrowed books...3 books..such a coincidence it was..tht we borrowed the same book.. the lemur.. even funnier is the story of wht attracted us to the book..

suzie: i was attracted by the cover.
me: i touched it only coz the spine was outstanding.. being thin and all..(im all for thin books.. coz thick one are intimidating)
then i loved how the edges of the pages seemed like they were torn..uneven and crooked..

haha..

it took him about...me reading about a third of a book titled 'school of essential ingredients' ..which is long i think to find the 3 books that he has now borrowed.. i didnt like how quite the library was.. it always distracts me from my book.. my mind wanders of partnering with my two ears in search of the littlest sounds made..shuffling feet agianst the carpeted floors made me imagine if everyone were wearing just socks, they would be creating static electricity..enough to mayb light the whole 2nd floor of the library.. or maybe just the fiction section which is the room we were in...

then we headed to.."fahmi wanna go ikea?" "err i tot of eating banquet simei"

so we went...to banquet.. no surprise there..why? u'd have to ask my black diary which i named cooper..

hahaha..

er nervous laughter..

ok im done..

dusting

2010-01-26T01:35:00.002+08:00

as i sighed at the thought of my current pathetic state, i saw dusts flying...off my dusty old blog. as thick as my nyai's carpet, it feels like it might have been lightyears since ive blogged..

why pathetic, u ask?

i am an unemployed graduate...lazying ard, fuelling on artery clogging chicken nuggets, chicken sausages and chicken wrapped in seeweed thingis....as i drool at the thought of a delicious plate of fried chicken bits in every shape and form, i also feel my bon bons growing...then i imagine it doesnt stop growing. it gets bigger and explodes.. one day i tell ya...

i am an unemployed graduate
whos only plan is to be an art teacher. an educator to our future leaders. what have i done to achieve this plan, u ask? i've submitted forms for relief teaching and allied teaching, and im now waiting for the BA arts education application to open, so i can quickly apply..so rite now..im just waiting..

i'll be flying off to surabaya soon, the day after the application opens

and i also sent an angry text to my longest and best friend,mya. I told her i was hurt from her always setting me up for dissapointment, time after time...it made me cry. i shed a tear and told myself i had to move on.. shes busy with her life.. i have no life....its my time to feel crappy for bein unsure about my future....ill cry if i want to...

i told suzie i might even stay in surabaya forever...teach in a sch or smtg....i wasnt joking..

who'd miss me anyways?

i knoe id miss a few things...internet, and.....the internet...

of coz ill end up usin it for FB only... i dunt need to blog coz i have cooper now. my black book of secrets...nahh.. its just a journal..ala Vampire Diaries...of coz i had it b4 i heard there was such a drama series..

i wonder wat surabaya is like? will i like it? love it?

love it enough to leave spore for good. the only person i'll say goodbye to is........

er

2009-12-31T17:31:00.002+08:00

ive not blogged for a gazillion days and when i finally do, i decided to blogg about my own butt??
clearly, i am still insane

New years eve celebration...no plan..

i have missed my poly friends.
i miss school..

still.

i have nothing

that thangg

2009-12-31T17:26:00.002+08:00

that "THANG" i got behind me is amazing?

err..

im listening to Body Language, pretty boy and nappy boy collaboration..
i say that in all awkwardness..err..

it IS pretty "amazing" but i wish it was smaller.

So I did.

2009-11-22T19:32:00.001+08:00

So I drove to sentosa yesterday. Late at night, there's really ntg there. Creepehh. Yes!

love today

2009-11-12T00:40:00.002+08:00

first time i went to SPCA.. not as far as i thought.. "lerrr" moment for awhile jenow..

then to farmway..

but first...

a hotdog and soft drink

then

a craving..for chicken winggggsss*que dance*

but to farmway we went..

lotsa doggs..got fish also..no cats..find out theres 'prawning' there..looks abit dodgy...like they feed the sea creatures beer likedat..

then the random part.

feed fish...just one dollar pple..if u want fishies to eat food off ur hands..feel the suction thingiss..at kampong kids kids kampong..dunno the name.. thats just been in my head the whole day..i wanted to say it aloud but it sounded too funny in my head i didnt want to share it with mya and habeer..zubeer? kabir lahhh....

lerrr

i seriously thought tt place was history...till i saw tt sign..brought back my childhood memories..fishing for lame fishes in a longkang...wait for the man to pour more fishes in jerrr...not like a real longkang of coz..this half tuby thingis that look like miniature skate ramps filled with water and baby fishes..

then off to fulfill our craving for chicken winggggsss*que dance**

then off to bowling...

bowling, u ask? my, that is also random..the price has gone bloddy up since we last went there and thats less than half a year ago..but having our chicken winggs there was like energy food.. we so called 'longkang' bowlers surprisingly managed to get spares and lottssa strikes..lucky mya and habeer....its the chicken i tell ya...chicken winggggssss*que dance*

then off to haokangg...

who lives there u ask?

mya's friend..

"but...u say?stunned, are ya?"

yess there's young pple living there too..

Over the top

2009-11-03T00:05:00.002+08:00

I dun like the idea of bending over backwards for a dude.. Makes him big headed.. Kan?

enggan

2009-10-31T22:03:00.000+08:00

"enggan" is a cool sounding malay word..other than 'segalanya'

no speak no inglesehh

2009-10-25T02:27:00.002+08:00

about time.. been awhile since ive blogged..

im not about to work for directors i have no respect for..only coz they have no respect for us ladies....sarcasm not appreciated..

"klau nampak jgn luper teguh.."

"jerit..Kah asiah ke Cik Asiah ke Aunty Asiah ker"

funn ladies at da admin..thank god for tt...for the record.. mdm never switches off da lights of her office....shameness..

working there for the second time was a whole lot different..i wasnt there coz of sch nimore.. i dun have to be constantly trying to learn new things.. this time i came in knowing most of the things already...more aware of my surroundings..managed to really look into the company... not very smooth.. i swear i felt the place has changed.. a hell-hole..disguised with smiles.. whispery corners..gossipy offices...the aroma of freshly cooked nutritious chicken porridge..and the sound of innocent laughing kids....im glad im out.. the job is mentally and physically draining.... theres no luxury in always having to change tables..move from one place to another..having to lug around my laptop to work and back..together with its charger..theres no luxury in the constant worry of whether im breeching an agreement..luxury would be a decent table plus chair and wireless internet connection.

im a designer.. i charge 100 per artwork..5 hrs of me giving it my all...

least they could do is pay me additional for whenever they need an advert...admin pay for designer job.. clearly unfair..

now tt its over.. no more bubur..no more holding back my tears, dreading a whole lot to go to work every morn...ive never been so miserable everrrr in my life...

on with my life...

flu

2009-09-30T17:56:00.002+08:00

flue and fever

and pikiran

i miss one of my best friends...

im not all for such touchy touchy feeling like these but when im soo disturbed by it till bawak ke mimpi....(im serious) like nightmares!!!...apakah ubat nya?

bye lah..

buduh!

sleep again?

2009-09-17T08:24:00.001+08:00

to sleep or not to sleep.

that is the question

...

cycled again...syiok ar! not like yesterday....walao...

suzie replied.. but with a msg that made me pikiran like crazy sihhhhh..

..cards are done..yeahh..send them now...?

ok!

since got internet

2009-09-16T14:59:00.001+08:00

wire is with me...means i can use internet..

i cycled to work today..out of breath lar walaoo...

and the seat got really low...knees started hurting

tell me, this is me being mad

2009-09-15T11:48:00.002+08:00

Im not angry..maybe a lil crazy..

Since the death of my grandfather, ive grown to be a lil more paranoid than one should actually be..thus, the morbid me..

what ive learnt from such expierinces, is that everyone will eventually die.. the drama thing to do is express your true feelings for a person( if u have any) incase he dies the next day and regretting for the rest of my life does not seem like a nice thing to experience.

So my dear suzie is away..to bloody NS

i shouldnt be disturbed. i wasnt wehn my brother went in...esp when i saw how tekong looked like a resort in bali...so by right i shouldnt be disturbed..let alone bothered...

"yeah...he is away... but soo what kan?"

But i am.. cant stop thinking about it...im hating the fact that i dont get to go through it to just so i'll know how suzie might feel..i am absolutely hating the fact that im even disturbed..

seriously...so what ro...?

im especially bothered that im here on da mainland obsessing about suzie not calling...like a maniac..while hes there probably not even thinking about susan...AT ALL

tts all...

so tell me...

is this madness or what...

this is me being bold and expressing how i really feel in case u(reader) die tomoro.

das abour rid..

2009-09-15T11:22:00.001+08:00

been awhile since ive blogged.

sula lama

2009-08-26T23:08:00.002+08:00

sula lama gua tak blog...sula berabok ili akkauuun..

been awhile...been awhile

so ..
done with MP, loved it but i hope the like it too!!
Found out mai went nafa start foundation year summore..
had dinner with poly mates then a drive soon after
maya came back..and we welcomed her with a sign..complete with choreography..
mya gave me a bag from abu dhabi..super coo i tell you...it has this carpet thing happening in the front..very ol sch feel...like if i were married to alladin or smtg..befor the genie..even cooler point is tt she got it from smtg like sungei road...but in ABU DHABI LEHHHH!!..i love it maya.. thx.. you knoe me too well..makes me love ya even more..2 months knowing u were in a foreign land..and not a call away nimore made me a lil sad....
then theres ramadhan...and walaooo...after 3 years with full puase..(without tt ehem ehem..sick not counted) im now having ehem ehem and cannot puase...wasted...
im making raye cards this year..
i mean literally i think
lazy to go print
put my skills to the test
simple illustrations
had to do an artwork for EV..so went to kembangan. called suzie to teman me while the lonely bodoh bus ride home...on bus 28...
Cik Pet masuk hospital..rasul is here..so he can get woken up by his cik teh....
*series of screamings and shoutings*
cant wait go buke outside next teusday..tho i think i wont be fasting again just yet...

ermm...blablablablablaa....lalala..

im going on and on like an old lady......a very tech savvy one...
but still boring...

kesimpulan nye......im bored lahh tuu...

sulah lamah

2009-08-15T19:34:00.000+08:00

done with mp!

err tts all!

cant sleep..not allowed

2009-08-04T02:28:00.001+08:00

im first of all miffed and dissapointed with myself..

stabbed

2009-07-30T15:39:00.002+08:00

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..

Test 2

2009-07-27T14:10:00.000+08:00

Edit html ???? Testing posting on itouch

Yes to title no to actual posting

2009-07-27T14:09:00.000+08:00

saddest i've ever been

2009-07-25T21:48:00.003+08:00

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...

a night to remember

2009-07-22T12:33:00.002+08:00

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...

20 and nauseaus

2009-07-22T00:34:00.002+08:00

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...

ausbe

2009-07-18T21:59:00.002+08:00

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....

blog

2009-07-08T02:06:00.002+08:00

no one blogs nimore isist?

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

sunk like a boat

2009-07-02T01:49:00.002+08:00

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

mr tom yam buddy

2009-06-30T20:03:00.002+08:00

dear mr. tomyam buddy..

now u're gone and im still alive. ur 70 plus years of chapters and volumes of book shall be revisited to evaluate how well you have lived on earth..i shall be here sedekah-ing Al-fatihahs for you to ease ur pain and suffering and make after-life easier for you...i shall try to put the bab jemaah from kelas ustazah khamariah to good use..i siad "try'...coz i dun think i remember much cept theres no such thing as wondering yayi spirits.."tu sumer setan"...i thank god i was a good enuf grand daughter...altho i denied u of my tomyam..i always had a bowl ready for you...u always said "sikit ajer..."...but i always added extra and u finished it anyways.." u screamed i screamed and we all ate ice cream...i never could sae no to you...im abit guilty tho..it was like...i was ur enabler....i fed you stuff i knew would be bad..but coz in the back of my mind i knew u were gg anyways...so i gave in..

i didnt knoe michael jackson so tts why i could never cry for him...but i knew you ..yet i refuse to cry for you but i cant hold back my tears..a whole lot of 'yet's and 'but's....i liked tt u're crazy..but i hated that u were crazy...

you went stone cold steve austin on us...suddenly..no one had a clue...were u weezing??? and i passed it as any of ur other weezing.....weezing for attention again...maybe...i gez not...you were the saddest sight ive ever seen... hands frozen...cold..face blue...im sad..but its over rated....being sad is not enough for my yayi...maybe a lil mixed feeling will do...ahahahaha...

its real? or isit...

mya's gone...no shes not..she went to abu dhabi..

my yayi's gone..yes he is...

my tom yam buddy is gone...

thanx yayi for ur weezing and ur screaming....

transformers 2 was F***

2009-06-30T01:35:00.002+08:00

suspense jerr...im not cursing mind you..

it was:

too fast

too flat

too forced

too fake...

im dissapointed....

i esp do not like ur twirling cameras...i barfed a lil whenever i had to cough....and it wasnt my long john which i had earlier....like i was in that old escape theme park ride with the spinning spinnings..or those teacups thinggg...

i watch movies for 2 things... rarely do they meet...

one : special effects

two: story line

i watched transformers for its special effects...im not too happy bout it..no reason to talk about it afterwards...

now if i had watched it for its storyline..tt would maybe a diff story...or maybe not..

i came out kinda confused...abit dissapointed..but quite okay...

in case

2009-06-29T00:03:00.002+08:00

this post is for my lovely mya who is now in Labu Labi...ahahahaha!!! (i hope she gets it tho. it IS on the postcard..buat paiseh ajer if only I find it funny..now THAT would be funny..abit pathetic tho but still 'l-o-l' material...)

just incase she do get to go online and needs smtg to pass her time..my blog is here for you bebeh..(wah che wah che)

now for a topic...

ar! sending her off...

my day started with..

chores! then breakfast at afghan

my mum cooked corny doggs...(OMG! im sooo funny..i still have it...) no lah.. she cooked this sausabe with bun thingi with minced meat on top..owh and onions! SPICY!

then off to wash cars...scrubbed my car clean...i mean...cleannnnnn..(where are the bloody cockroaches from???)

then off to pick up and send my neneks and bibiks to my aunt's hse at bedok reservoir blk 620...then kinda abit late to meet nad..i love her to bits too.. then to starbucks..

where we saw fahmi workin..i also saw LEvonne..i thnk..i still prefer lavigne tho..i bought a tall tumbler..then initially we tot of staying there till 11..but i..thhought i was hungry so we left..

went to T3...i couldnt decide abouteating at popeye..ex and huge...i bought a meal aniways..SHARED with everyone..(farna, the word is SHARED...not SCAVENGED..i was glad to SHARE my food..not i was glad to have my friends SCAVANGED off my leftovers...ahahahaha)

but mya blom sampai.

but mya dah sampai and we went up to see mya!!!

"Auntie..where's mya?"

"owh dier pergi toilet skejap"

so me and nad...ermmno need to insert paiseh incident here larh eh..no one needs to knoe..

and then we saw mya!

"pst! nadia!"

"what*whispers*?"

"mya's gg to abu dhabi*whispers*"

there was this cute cubby boy whom we all shall call ISH!GERAMNYE fer now.. i think ISH!GERAMNYE was her lil cuzzin/nephew...or which ever lahhh.. but its so funny how there where 3 different groups of pple sendin her off.. 3 large groups each far from each other.. everyone else gets one small blob of Friends and Family MIXED togedda..she gets 3 separate huge blobs...i could tell mya was a lil out of breath(however fit she is..) by the third group she had to say her bye byes to...ahahaha funny lah...and almost missed a photo op with her Rombongan.. for 2 mths i shall be deprived of her cute warm hugs...

will i miss her?? nahh....i was more affected by her sudden moving out of her blk 385 house and into her aunts hse in pasir ris lehh... kinda a tad more painful to know changes are inevitable..sucks a lil more when it really does happen to you...no more same bus then splitting in the middle of to 3 directions..384, 385, 381...

i dunno how i could leave singapore for a very long time..but i still very much would like to go UWE..

to mya,

i love ya..i'll miss ya enough...not too much..not too lil..

ro.

listen

2009-06-27T01:29:00.002+08:00

to the sound here in my heart..

hrmm another fridae..another class by ustazah khamariah..

yet another night i feel all.. i-cant-wait-to-be-an-awesome-mother-slash-wife....

wat the???????

notty notty

2009-06-26T01:04:00.001+08:00

notty ar ro!

so rude..

damn harsh..

ro knoes.. and she apologizes...to who?to herself..

attracting flies

2009-06-24T01:09:00.002+08:00

hate my own community...what is up with that...

i love my family and friends..and everyone else who recycles and do not smoke or have tattoos.

miffy muffins

2009-06-24T00:19:00.002+08:00

hrmmm....

do not use "random" as an excuse to free urself from that guilt u feel..im starting to get tired of it...

anihusss...channel 5 is looking for the official blogger for singapore idol...

whoooaaa! sucha biggg deal lar siaaaaaa..

sheeeesh....

whats the big huha..

choices:

tt random lady gaga -ish girl who had a nose job on tv...

or tt other girl she 'fought' in a ring with...the one who wanted to band the lady gaga-ish blondie from the streets of town...(the process of turning blond actually also involves sucking all ur brain juice away...or so i've heardd...)

or tt other one which i've heard soo much off..cept i've not read anything of hers yet..(isit even a 'her'?) i also heard 'she' was more of a Shim..if u knoe wat i mean...

or that ignorant gay racist guy...who says he's metro but we all can tell...poor boy...or girltrappedinaboysbody...

i just hope its not some suck up who wants to pretend to be everyone's best friend and write nothing but sweet lovely things(tho untrue) in the blog...i'd like it if tt someone had a mind of his/her own...says anything she/he wants....tastefully tho...no one vulgar...i'd like shortforms that i can understand tho not... random like s.s.s.b.s.s.c. (she stinks so bad she sucks chillis) who would hav guessed that was what it meant...what i say wont matter to anyone coz u knoe its just gonna end up being some publicity propaganda ploy to get mindless idiots to vote for who THEY like.... oh the politics! we're never too far from politics in anything we do nowadays...

an example would be : (according to prev S.I.s)

hi there mindless idiots!

its me..once again..the chosen official blogger of bla bla bla..the CHOSEN one...CHOSEN out of the gazillion other low lives who have no lives...the gazillion other losers who do nothing but blog...and facebook of coz...no one twitters yet so lets not get into that..other than having a secret talent in bejewelled-ding, another secret talent of mine is being CHOSEN for a diabolical marketing ploy. but im not here to discuss about the corruptions in the world..just the corruptions that come with S.I.

oh..wait..tts not why they chose me either..my job..is to dish out things about performances and the contestants..we have the no confidence ones..and those who are overly confident...its no fun poking on the already pathetic ones so i'll go on to super di duper truper poke the less miserable..the overly confident ones...

we have one tall cute looking guy but sadly untalented guy who is still here coz of his beady needy eyes and his charming smile..his face is clearly hypnotising to princess_baby90 s, and the kawaii_you92 s out there..the adolescent girly girls...vocal abilities like that of polly the parrot...we wonder why he is still competing..and by 'we' i mean my kind...mature..

wait a minute! i'm not a fan of such demeaning shows...demeaning to the crafts of music and entertainment...i see no substance in being judged on singing songs that were sung by other artists...less u cn change it to make it ur own...i just watched anugerah..and there was this lady who sang this other lady's song(im not good with names)...exactly like the original lady...if it wasnt for the deafening pitchy parts....sheeesh...if it happened in those western countries i would probably assume she got in by either..sleeping with the producer or she just had a boob job...but no..its the malay community we're talking about....boob jobs are'nt allowed..

i'd love my own community if it wasnt so western-crazy....tattoos? why would we want to brand ourselves like animals in a barn? tts just one problem.. theres more..but im sleepy..

later!

blogging

2009-06-23T00:01:00.000+08:00

johor was cute.

lunch was nice..

getting lost wasn't

so was getting scratched by the police car and van!!!!

but it was a very decent day.

went thru customs. singapore more breezy than before..no one checked my weekend coups
got white cards. smtg funny happened here but im not quite sure. i think i missed it..but i find driving off without the guys funny..all while they're out getting white cards.n they had to chase my car.
then off to "pusat bandaraya" but at some point it was 'pusat bandar' only...we're suppose to eat lunch at singgah selalu..near danga bay there...lost abit..
"fearless ar ro."
"sebab lapar"
straight to the point!
and when we reached...i ate the same things i ate the last time..with the fishbones..i almost killed myself again. and lunch when we found out our dear rasy has crossed over to the dark side..the smokey, cloudy, suffocatingly stuffy, slowly dying of liver cancer, bleeding gums side....
if u didnt catch it...u're slow..or u've never seen a pakat of cigarettes from singapore...haishh..
then off to angsana..do what? prayers and toilet..mya bought a pair of bermudas(???)
"its on 6 dollars*high pitch-y
i wanted to find skate shoe..but the songs they play...mak aii!
i end up buying 2 tote bags ...a3 size but bigger..
"its just 3.50*low pitch-ish*"

then

"i'm done!"
"me too!"
"no we're not done. rasydan's done"
(for u slower ones...done=dan..as in pun intended)

off to larkin..get clothes..baju raye dah siap..i dunno why we keep gg back to tt nyonya..

then we all wanted to go city square..and so we did...

lost abit tho..

hrmm..

citysquare was where we took neoprints..macam termahal sikit tho. and ate dinner.

and back.

decent, wasnt it?

i just wanted an overseas trip with ma friends...and i got it even tho it was just at johor.

new gig

2009-06-20T00:33:00.002+08:00

i feel so oddly cool saying the word "gig"...paired with "new"summore...wow! sucha step up the social ladder huh...so gangsta!...err ok..no..street cred still not enough to say tt aloud...hush tones maybe...

wat have i been doing??

not my major project..

not shopping..

not exercising...

hrmm

got lunch in msia on mon..

so exciting...like adventure lykdat.....i wont go far..only those 2 places tt i knoe...very near..

aye! argh!

2009-06-19T01:39:00.000+08:00

im a pirate.

bummer

2009-06-16T23:40:00.003+08:00

ouch!

landed on my butt after falling of the Random wagon.and it hurts really bad.

blame it on continuous rejection..

"ehh i call you back..i busy" and then...2 years later...my ear wax accumulate till i cant even hear if my phone ring anot.bodoh!

"arr i working.." okay..this wan cannot say larh..i knoe i need money too.bodoh!

dang!

makes my hols not feel like hols.bodoh!

bodoh! sumer pun busy.bodoh!

bummer! (im allowing myself to feel bummed till the end of the night..i've promised myself to feel better next morning)

so right now..i dun care bout what u think..i'll feel what i want to feel.

i want to ajak pple go lunch at johor...but i knoe i'll just get another huge load of rejection..bodoh!

WORLDS GREATEST

2009-06-15T02:09:00.002+08:00

my WORLD'S GREATEST JOB EVERRR just ended..

fun..nice company..lots of laughter..and lameness..and inside jokes..

"err..i dunno...like...its a malay word..."

"jangan...lah....!"

"oh isit....????)

"okay...*smile while frowning ze eyebrows*)

"very good very good"

"does she walk: no..does she crawl:no..she just sits"

(lakukaraca blouse)

wahahahaha...thats amal, amal and ro...

wahahahahaha

drive

2009-06-07T00:38:00.002+08:00

need to drive to bukit panjang ring road tomoro

rita is getting married

omg! marraige...

eh tunang is not nikah.. still cannot touch...

and it is damn silly if ur 'mas kahwin' is lesser then ur antaran....

zaman dulu dulu...mas kahwin are as much as the price of a cow.

two ways for u to see it...

1) WHAT?? u're comparing me to a cow??

2) WHAT?? i cost ;est than a cow??

not again

2009-06-05T23:25:00.003+08:00

as another of ustazah kamariah's class end...yet again i feel like getting married...lol!

cannot touch boys...MAKSIAT...

but u still want??

then nikah!

lol!

tt werent her words of coz...tts just how i read it...

brings me to tears

2009-06-04T23:40:00.002+08:00

a song i wrote..

to be sung in b minor flat F J Q B...watever tt means....

brings me to tears...

no more long naggy advices that are weirdly encouraging...no one to 'cheer me on with pom poms"

haishhh

if theres smtg strang happening in my school....

who do i call??

no one..no ones there nimore...

waaahhhhhhh!!!!!

what am i talking about????? i dunno!!!!

sexyness is fading FAST!

2009-06-03T21:07:00.000+08:00

not been exercising ...been lazy...

not productive at all

do i, am i, how can i?

2009-06-03T00:46:00.002+08:00

do i?

am i?

how can i?

a:i was working.

b: really??????

a:erm ya...wat?! do i give pple the impression that im one spoilt brat who lives off her parents' money and then just wait to get married and live off my husband's money later???

b:yeah

a:arr thanx for aggreeing bebeh...

"Screw YOU!", i thought.

thought again,

"Screw ME!"

how in the world did THIS nonsense happen?? dang!

so i worked on the weekends..at taka painting lil kids' hands and arm...no faces...really like a dream job..something i like.. simple and well paid..i've never worked in town b4..cept for marina.. but for 2 days at seoul garden then they never contact me...bodoh! waste time aje! and i've never worked sales before... painting and lil kids...isnt that amazing?? not to you but it is to me...

"mam..are u worried that it'll dissappear too fast or too long??"

now i have 3 Amals in my life..heh..eh plus tt rasy nye girlfriend...now 4...hah!

(omg! pokerface acoustic version...nice!)

then on mon had mya's

(omg! i take it back...its too crazy..very broadway...im sure her face very comical when she sang the song..i think amy winehouse should do it instead...)

ermm where was i....had mya's lil humble bdae celebration..pastamania and bowling.

really..i was tired the whole time...all i wanted to do was sleep. coz i was exhausted from doing nothing the whole day.

(eh! do i also seem irresponsible and lazy??)

ermm...ya! exhausted from doin nothing...but it was mya's dae!!! 20 seh... cheh cheh cheh....i think NUM is lame and gay..overly priced flip flops...hello!!!! flip flop....my nenek and nyai calls it 'slipper pasar!' haiya....and sups with the tanks with the random tali?? geezz...its for your 'life partner' to straddle u like a cowboy and his horse...gross..just gross...i like the hairless armpits tho...but i thought steroids make them turn pink not cause them to fall out?? ntah lah...and sups with the attitude,ro? heh

from one lame shop to another...lets talk about pastamania. its lame! food is little and crazy ex...it looks gross also...n the place is lame..LAMER LAMER LAMER...reserved seats....lol! i'd rather they be truthful..."we're lazy to clean again coz we're closing so u gundoos go sit outside" and wats with topping up ur cheese like hawker centres...do u also potong ur bawang using the tables outside the kitchen....soooo professional....and restaurants should not have exposed knees!!! i dowant to see ur hairy legs...i have a pair....i dont want to see anyone elses...working with real food summore... shame on u! macdonalds can afford long pants...u cannot afford long pants with the ex food u sell??? and wats with ordering ourselves part?? geez..i'd rather pay u ur nonsense service charge for a lil service...not asking much... just a lil.. like USE A TRAY WHEN U SERVE US? bring cutleries with you also...saves time...nak mampos...bodoh nak mampos..

off to bowling...alamak..another nonsense..i like bowling...but sups with the touchscreens??? i'll let it pass coz it did make it funner...nad=om..farna=am..fahmi=beb..i couldnt remember mine, odip and mya.s coz i think ours had no vowels..smtg like sghal tv n wkerhvoitvoi.....randomness..i wasnt last..so its ok..

then i drove home....all i wanted to do was sleep....1st june was the most tiring day...

like it used to be

2009-05-30T00:36:00.002+08:00

if i wished that everything was how it used to be...life wouldnt be better than it already is.

if i wished that everything stayed the same...would'nt it all be dull and boring?

if i wished that everything hadn't change...i would never have learnt anything..

if time stood still every time we wanted it too...we would have nothing but one discoloured picture in our album.

im contented with life..and everything i have...

alhamdullillah...

why isit that every time after Ustazah Khamariah's class..i feel like getting married??? so abnormal, stange and weird...im only 20. and im not done schooling..haiya!

ever since

2009-05-26T20:08:00.002+08:00

lets turn the tables around..

i think u do this to me coz u hate me..

thx..

dun blame pple for ur own emotional crapt caused by u and u alone..

lets talk about my week..

jenow. had consultation..

i never know which one is right..."i consulted james" or "james consulted me" i meant to say i was the one given advice and he was the one who pointed where i could change and do better.. so which isit..my english has always been ok but i've never known which is right and which is wrong. since year one lehhhh.. niwaez, pre-consults are extremely nerve wreckin coz u dunno what he's gonna sae...post-con..i swear i thought my feet were off the ground.. like flying...so i also lied when he asked if i already had a story....sorrs..coz he said bu thurs we must show him pagination....the 'old'(inside joke for current MP takers) man only likes the random drawings i do..but hates everything else..i think he hates me too...(aww...ro, why so emo?) no lah..

and what i want to do tomoro is watch night at the museum 2!!!!! i lied when i said i watched it "randomly with i dunno who"..tho it was random...i did knoe who i watched it with..i'd never forget it actually....it was a humid night..at old Tmall..before the changes..before uniqlo....before anyone could drive....it was on a new years eve...we didnt knoe wat to do so we decided to watch a movie..after bein stood up by the rest of our friends....that was the only thing our creative minds could think of...watch movie....bodoh! i've always mentioned that i loved the movie with all its AWESOMENESSS....but i've never mentioned that really, i loved the company more(forget konon...testing ajer..last last, dier yang lupe agaknye)...thx Suz!(here i insert his reply myself..."no probs Sus!")

last week:

mon: cant remember

tuesday: cant remember

wenz: cant remember

thurs:cant remember

fridae: cant remember

saturday..chalet..seemed like me celebrated mothers day and a whole list of pple nye bdae..funny..not seen wak and my cuzzins for soo long..."dah besar. boboy, takde girlfriend?" ahahaha..funny lah...abeh.. u call him 'boboy'...i think he was like.. "thanx ar nenek" ahahahaa

i knoe one of the days i there was bowling..yogurt..mc. cafe..down town..library..art friend..ama..alia..maya..suzie..a whole load of nadia..ferooze..naziehah..and china phone.. i can remember by key words...put them into a story urself la....

ok bye bye!

lol! so lame ar!!!

how about..

ciao!

no?

hrmm...

astalavista bebeh!

ok..imma stick to that

marathongGggg

2009-05-24T00:41:00.002+08:00

lol!

tt word makes me laugh...

in the buss...alone

driving...alone

in my room....alone

i gez i'll never be lonely and bored...im only talented in the area of amusing myself....

marraige

2009-05-22T23:29:00.002+08:00

i will only want to marry merry pple..

happy..smiley..optimistic..funny..

lost

2009-05-22T23:25:00.001+08:00

hrm..im quite happy i've not graduated...

yes i am

boycotting

2009-05-22T00:57:00.002+08:00

i hate anugerah...with all the nonsense tt comes with it..

its not a singing competition.. its a popularity contest...

all the artistry tt comes with singing and performing is gone.. maybe not entirely...but the fact that it is now secondary to the colour of the his hair and the amount of clothes on her body annoys me to the core..

im all for my malay community to succeed..especially in the entertainment industry..but not this way. more than anything, i feel we're making a mockery of ourselves..the message : we cant succeed till we act and look like the westerners...

who is to blame?

Society/Public are made up of a bunch of mindless beings....or are they? then shouldn't they be able to think for themselves??

Insane marketing ideas to market the so called "modern malay"

and what u'll get is a westerner wannabe..clearly an imitation...tt desperate ar?

You assume we want our own set of barbie dolls under our name....

Represent our community by being true to or roots... its not kuno.. its not traditional...its just being true to ourselves...

i seriously need my own talk show....hrmm.. lets ask mr adi

frowns

2009-05-21T23:30:00.002+08:00

its graduation season....yay!!!!!

not..

Dear Ro,

It is your fault that you screwed up ur major project and no one else. It was ur choice. Only urs, and no one else. If u didnt mess up ur major project, u would have been done with this wretched school and continue to another school. Ifs and buts can't change all of it now. BUt if only i knew it would feel like this, i would have just escaped for abit to avoid this nonsense season.

no.. im not regretting....but im allowed to be sad rite? i dont wanna hear ur nonsense graduation stories..tts why i dun ask...so dun tell me...and if u dunt wanna hear my sappy regret story tts not me regretting anything...stop reading.

haiya...

ugly robe, faggot shirts and shoes

fake smiles, expired food.

blinding flashes, useless murmuring,

Thank yous and bows and

"one, two, three, go!"

so longggg suckers!!

can someone

2009-05-19T23:13:00.002+08:00

can someone tell them life isn't as hard as they think it is ?

can someone tell me why everyone wishes their lives were harder than it already is ?

can someone tell her, life is what u make of it ?

can someone also remind ro's brother to give her 15 dollars as promised ?

question.

2009-05-18T23:46:00.002+08:00

how could someone read soo much into the posts of my blog..?

for example...which part would you sae..means i eat crazy things like maggots and elephant brain? and also if theres any part of my post which sounds like "ro is a horrible friend who purposely treat people badly" please tell me.. i would like to knoe which part... if pple read my blog just to find faults with me...i say..meet me in person coz u have to see for urself how many 'faults' i have...i'm one of those rejected faulty toys...that kids still want to play with coz its the only one out there..like a G.I. JOE action figure with a half painted body and 3 arms...all the more effective since 3 arms are better than two..

so in conclusion...i dun think im the only faulty toy out there....isnt the most important thing is to see the good in pple..? love em FOR their imperfections..i like to knoe and think everyone out there are only out to do good..not harm the pple around them...some sae im gullible....but i choose being happy than sad anytime,any day. and thank you friends for loving me FOR ME...

bez!

2009-05-14T22:13:00.002+08:00

tt incident made me feel like i was in a relationship tt i wasnt aware of...says nadia..

damn funny..

so yesterdaysss:

went sch at 3, naziehahahs' mother picked me up and drove us to school..her mother looks fierce..but funny..then at sch i didnt show much to mr james coz i spent the whole day before that out with maya...same ol same ol..shopping(maya wanted to go sungei road..and hey..i'd never say no to that..but then also went to bugis vilage)and 18 chefs(not really same ol coz its been loong since i went out shopping with only her..i love maya..she's awesome...)..actually im kinda addicted to that place..coz theres this very chomel stubby looking dude who works there...and he has the most flawless face(smoker alert BTW..how fair is that??)and a very serious work attitude..he looks funny..but serious..other than that its a really nice place to hang..cept it gets a lil full during dinner time....i like that its made up of ex convicts..with tatoos and stuff..changing their lives..taking it into their own hands....ahahaha..makcik blackmarket..lol!

there was alot of talking and sharing during dinner....alhamdulillah my life is problem free..free of dudes i mean...major project is still a major problem....but its so sad to love someone who u feel doesnt love you back..hurtful..but ama once told me.."its okay, coz the other person might take a lil longer to realise that she/he has the same feelings too" and i added, "then wait if you know its worth it" but what do i know...i've ran away from anything i think will drive me nuts(dudes i mean)....

im more cautious now....coz i've been hurt once.

its been soo long.. i forgave but never fergot.

and no one deserve to be sad..

a day not smiling is a day wasted..i would say..

after i sent maya home so she could play with the keyboard i gave her...nad and i tak nak balik...tot of getting yogurt but tutop..i fergot what we did after that..but as usual.. i sent her home then sent myself back home...

owh!!!yesterday lahh!!! (tu kan...lari lagi...cerite tak pernah habez)hrmm.. sch...mr.james. home. maghrib. went out..picked nad and went to ehub.. dah kecewa once the day before..we were ever more willing to get our yogurts..makcik bukak ria fm...nonsense channel btw...its for old pple trying to feel young..now warna...thats smtg..there were loads of talking..

after we were done...we had a random bowling game..i won of coz...heh...and nad could only hit the pins when i wasnt looking....it was such a fast game...coz there was only the 2 of us.. heh...playing beside professionals btw...how did we know?? they had robocop gloves larh walao..and they were 'shooting' curliess...is tt a bowling term?? alah..what i meant was that they bowled balls that seemed like they were gg to go into the gutter but turn to hit the pins from the centre instead...a wow moment.

and then we went to mc cafe. nad has such cravings...she was craving a chocolate cake-ish thingi..but end up buying chocolate browney...alotmore sharing...and i told her smtg i've never told anyone...im not really a sharer....alot of what we all did in our sec life..haishh...those days...

i did a tiny bit of work.. we went off..but had no intention to head home...so we went for a drive..another 'craving' of hers was to see private houses...so we went to tt one at pasir ris..i drove round and round and round..right round right round when u go down down....and actually drove by raudah's place..heh...

and after that we went to see mansions!!!!dark.. they were nice.. huge.. but alil scary..on the account tat it was night time..and it seemed dark.

then i went up to ECP..

(insert the most useless crapt anyone should ever hear)its called : MY favourite highway.

my favouritedest highway is East Coast Parkway(ECP). it has really wide lanes. the plants that seperates the oncoming traffic is really pretty. and u'll reach a point were you start to see the cityscape. the vaginal wall lights...the spinning wheel thingi..it sumhow always remind me of the rumpelstiltskin(or smtg tt sounds like it) story...u step on a paddle and the thing spins beutiful gold thread..only this one it spins lights like lampu kelap kelip.....and when the lanes get narrower..tts when i anticipate the most awesome sight...the meandering lanes around the flyer...like an almost 360 view of the flyer..and tts also when u can start seeing the full cityscape..(i knoe..im soo boring..but things like these are the things tt make me happy) and when u uturn back at keppel road u drive on the same meandering road...this time its down hill so u see the contrast of the cars travelling in different directions..and again the flyer...but i wont return from the same route..i'll go into KPE (PIE) i think..the tunnel back to tpe...then u can see the lights.. the tunnel is really a pretty sight(i know...again...this gurl is soo boring..i feel so kesian for naddy now...had to listen to my boring ramblings os the simplest things tt i find beautiful) i was goin on and on about the lights.."look there!" "look here!"..macam excited tak bertempat... then every outing always ends with me sending some one home first..then send myself home..i parked at b4...thank god! shade!!!! my sweets didnt melt.. yes ar!

then todae:

first crit.. i fergot loads of things.. i found out my class only has 7 pple...everyone else had to drop it coz they have so many other subjs to complete.suchs tiny class..and theres this dude with long hair.. so chomel also..

then after maghrib go buy otak otak..and send pampers to my nenek house...(the one living with me is my NYAI...tak paham paham!!!) heh

lemmi squeeze you in

2009-05-11T23:39:00.002+08:00

hrmm..

i'd rather be the squeezer then to be the squeezee..

i really hate feeling like i bother pple... "owh wait..lemmi squeeze you in"

of coz no one actually says those exact words...

its like i GIVE and GIVE and GIVE....but i dun get anything back....

am i too nice?

my desperate attempts to satisfy everyone around me is really bothering me....

i say, "why bother?"

then again..."the smiles you get is always worth it"

but then again...not a thank you, not even a smile.

and i can't sae no..

speech deficiency....im just incapable of caying no... i can type it..but i dont think i can sae it..

really, i just want to make sure everyone else is happy... but am i?

but making someone else happy makes me happy...

but i think its just another excuse..

ro, i think u should just keep doing your selfish deeds...it does seems to be working..

coz its just another one of those things u call an excuse..

no way like the old way

2009-05-11T20:16:00.002+08:00

imma be ol'school coz thats the only way to go..

coz i've learned(amazing tho i've never felt it before) that love, is not at all like a box of raisins....as the saying goes.. its not at all the same, or wrinkly or good for you...raisins are healthy and good for you..some sae its also good for eyesight...but love is nothing like it..

owh?? love is like a box of chocolates??? really? thats how the saying goes???i dunno how i could have mixed em up..maybe coz they're both brown???

then it totally makes sense...they look delicious..they taste sweet..they leave stains on our teeth and too much goes straight to ur butt..so yea..love is like a box of chocolates and not a box of raisins..

hrmm....

maternal instincts

2009-05-10T20:57:00.001+08:00

thank you, mama, nyai, nenek & bibik...

sup? homie!

2009-05-07T19:22:00.002+08:00

hrm...

thursday....thursday....thursday...what did i do todae....

went watch wolverine with suzieohnoh suwarsoso a.k.a baby naga MAUT....who siahhh??? no clue...ask fahmi ar..

it was AWESOME!!! centre centre seats..the one with 2 isles..almost empty theatre..no one around us.. everyone else were seated on the back rows..damn goons go sit far far for what...and the lady-slash-dude at the counter can try selling me laosy seat summore.."5 rows from the back???"..."eww no!are centre centre seats available.?" "yes...so u want right smack at the centre?"

wah do i sense a lil sarcasm there?? such a rude he-slash-she..got the cheek to give me seat no. 7 & 8 summore...(f.y.i. center for theatre 6 are 8 & 9...equal no. of seats on the left and right if u go in twos)and the show timing pass already summore..no one else buying after us for that timeslot lah walao...

i've gone through the same ol same ol for like a gazillion times, im soo masak with GV nye perangai..havnt they realised that their customers have caught on to their devious tactics?? haiya..but i understand..theyre merely brainless souless beings put on the face of earth to only follow rules set by man as weak as them..abiding by the rules guarantees safety and protection..or does it? there is order and stability but is there any space left for individuality?

a boy steps into an MRT and notices a bearded man in torn shabby clothes.. he asks his dad,"whats wrong with that man, daddy?" his daddy just scoffs, saying,"he must be poor".

i had all the intention to blog about the movie i watched but suddenly realised how mad this world is..with its rules,fines and more rules...why does it feel like we're no different from robots controlled by the same big mother board..over-writing even a single thought of expressing our individualism..

hrmm..

wolverine was great btw...

then i went to sch...handed in my contract thingi...

went to lib and visited the children's section...merepek stories..no 'moral's wan..

then i walked home...

amazing*in high pitch voice*

don't think theres any mind readers out there??

2009-05-06T14:41:00.002+08:00

so here are a few pointers one should knoe about this famous 'ro' evryone cant stop talking about..

ro draws when shes stressed and then gets stressed by her drawings....

she's not very good at spelling...but likes over enunciating words when she speaks..

most of the time her words get umbled jup..i mean jumped lup.. i mean jumbled up...

its ALMOST ALWAYS coz her mind is as essed mup...i mean messed up..

is she rude? its debatable. i'd sae she is outspoken..some sae shes obnoxious and mean.. again..debatable..

in every of her report slip from primary to secondary school, the teacher never fails to mention the same thing, "siti is a pleasant girl"

in other words...mysterious shy girl....

if i could just use one word to describe this woman.. she's crazyfunandmysteriouslypleasant ... u're free to disagree..

six pence

2009-05-05T22:56:00.002+08:00

sing a song of six pence

a pocketful of rye

four or twenty blackbirds baked in a pie

or smtg tt sunds like it..

i could only vaguely recall my childhood...but i never fergot the boy who stole my sticker book.

his name is muhammad afiq.

hrm...random taught...i think he should have facebook or at least a blog...or a friendster account?? i shall google this thief...

worst dream

2009-05-05T13:36:00.004+08:00

last night i dreamt like i've never dreamt before.

vague but highly disturbing-ish. there was no hantu but there was smtg else that scares me even more....confrontation...and somewat like a confession

there was running, working, random booch-looking starbucks manager sitting on a chair. can't remember if she was smoking but i thnk she was doing some paper work. telling me to not give up...and its not too late...(too late to what??) she was preeching but not too preechy. she told me that i still had time(had time to what??). he(who's "he"???) had finished work or smtg and i could still manage to catch him(again??) before he got on his secret train...i was reluctant but after what she said and how she said it..(its like she knew everything that was gong thru my head)..she mentioned he'd get help from a security guard..(one of his lobangs)..i didnt say anything or asked any questions and i was sumhow pumped..and determined.a kind of determination i never felt before.. not with anyone..or anything.. not even my MP. an so i ran.. looking.. just searching..i didnt know what but deep down i'll just know when i see it..waiting for me in the end of this dim lit tunnel...(tunnel???i knoe...)(and security guard??)..

and when i finally reached the end, there he was...the security guard.one of those kind u pluck out from movies..those stereotypical kind...old man in a crisp,not too shabby looking many-sizes-too-big uniform..dirty green top with a darker green for his pants..and his long torchlight attached to a belt that wasnt really helping to hold his pants up at all..

and i finally said something...(funny how i wasnt out of breath)

"can i have a few more mins? please..."(what was i doing? begging to a man i've never known or met)

he(security guard) looked at me and was hesitant...(geez!) he didnt say anything but turned and walked away..indicating he actually permitted me to have some last words with this rum-runner. out from the shadows, he emerged. i couldnt recognize who it was that i was about to speak to as half his face was still in the shadows..but i could tell from just the silhouette that this man/boy was tall. undernourished and boney. tired and obviously over-worked.

i said, "i need to tell ya smtg"

his nod was slow and weak. and its just when he stepped into the light that i thought he looked familiar. the most sincere eyes ever..that were highly familiar...exuded a familiar warmth only these particular pair of eyes can...

we made our way to a wall, sat our butts down with our backs resting on the wall and talked.

the conversation was really a confession...i warned him that i was gonna get all girly and was gonna cry......i did...

and what happened after it was what i feared most..he left without a single goodbye..and we never spoke or saw each other again..like we lived in different worlds and the was no chance in hell that our paths will ever meet.. again..

thank you random booch-looking starbucks manager...

thank you mister security guard with the loose pants...

if it were'nt for you i've probably had to suffer with 'it' till i die...

it was all weird but somehow i smiled...coz i knew that now...its ok to move on...

okayy....weirdest dream...rite???? im not too disturbed coz it did make me smile...smiling can't be bad rightt??

still a dream is just a dream...its really up to the dreamer....

mandi tak?

2009-05-04T22:07:00.002+08:00

are u bathing?

nope.

played badminton todae with andika and maya..

i love it when i sweat...sweat all my toxins out...i hate it when it doesnt stop.. like windshield wipers on a rainy day..cept my face towel is absorbent..it should be.. not like i was using someones physics paper to wipe the sweat of my forehead.

ate chichi afterwards and had laksa...and popiah...(i knoe!!!!) all the fats burned gained back...today is public transport day. no driving. just buses...and a taxi...(shhhhh)

its days like these..

2009-05-03T23:23:00.002+08:00

i feel relaxed and happy...and fine..just (dare i say it?) perfect...its days like this i enjoy the most. simple. peaceful. and all smiles. a lil singing or two...but mostly smiles...

i decided that today...(a sunday lehh) i should do my sch work.."do a spread..what ever u can picture about this story...just draw..stop thinking and just draw me a spread!!!!..AGENTS ARE GO!!!!!!" okay okay.. he didnt say tt tiny last part...so i called nadia. working daaa....till 6 lehh... then i called fahmi...and thank god he wasnt lazy today or agreed to follow his dad watch anugerah at eastpoint...(repeat) anugerahhh lehhhh.... kinda random abit. but not so.niwaez he said yes.

rinse. brush. rinse.

rinse. shampoo. soap. sponge. rinse.

rinse. face wash. rinse.

last rinse.

got ready. carpark. car keys. drove to his blk. typed a msg. no reply. found out i didnt send it. NO WONDER! i still need to get used to china phone ar...(already sissy-fied U KNOE????) cleaned my windows. call. fahmi lahh who else..then off to national lib!!!

i hate the national library for its nonsense librarians.

"scuse me. dun sit here.covering books on shelf"

"oh so sorry"

(found a pillar...not covering books)

"scuse me. dun sit here. blocking the way for the trolleys"

"oh so sorry"

*dialled SUZIE*

"we've been asked to move!!!"

"kk im cmg back"

borrowed our books and belah-ed.

next. west coast park! damn far.damn random. 2 goondoos..(its coz we're never the ones to know where is where...but i gez we're quite smart coz we did manage to figure out where to go and stuff..with the help of the streetdirectory of coz...MY streetdirectory...(wait..my mum bought it..so my mum ajer lah yang pandai dlm situasi sebergini kann??) its the mos nicest mcd i've ever been too..its like east coast..cept its west...wait.. what am i saying..its better...not that 'west' in general is better than 'east'.. but it was such a beautiful place. i mean its so green... cute families..with cute dogs.. and cute kids. painting a very perfect picture of what having a family is...the weather was also great..alhamdullilah...not hot.. just right..mcd was extra conducive...

ard 6.20: dinner

nasi ayam penyet at West Coast Plaza The Infront.

then send mimi back so he can go read his HP book..one of the things on his "to-do before NS list" its right below "practicing standing broad jump" (why u ask?) only he can answer....

next hang with nad..who was not wearing any clothes when i called her...(dun imagine please...) so drove to her blk. picked her up and...

"oh tt starbucks with the second floor" we went...another goondoo(and by that, i mean dunnhowtogowherebywhatroutewhatsoeverbebeh) but we manage to find it..which is awesome. big splash starbucks dunno how to make my raspberry ripply thingi. it had ice chips..not well blended arrrr.. i like my drinks smooth..u're suppose to feel like a princess when u drink it (princess???) its coz its like eating a raspberry ripple ice-cream minus the dripping mess and the chewing....like someone did that all for you,leaving u with just the task of enjoying the taste. haishhh...nad had dunnoewhat drink and a dunnoewat cheesecake. and we talked. she told a tale of a silly girl and her flirtatious ways. i told a tale of a happy girl who had the most splendid day. we both smled and left the starbucks coz it was getting smokey....damn you smokeroos!

so we drove off with the windows down.

"nad darl, i have to clue how to get back"

"ro, neither do i"

so we drove..i thought i was following the signs pointing to PIE. but then it made me go round and round like a merry go round...then i saw a sign to ECP, and felt more confident. and safe..highways make me feel safe. minus the possibilities of accidents. talked while sending her home. drove back and alangkah saye terperanjatnye...takde parking cept for the ones tt are roofless. my sweets are going to melt...bye bye sweets...bye bye kerepek sambal...haiya! and when da park baru dapat msg...(let me switch back to eng) my mum msged.i replied as i dragged my feet down 6 short flight of stairs..imagining the sweets crying for help...with their high pitch screechy irritating voice they scream, "we're meeeeellllllttttiiiiinggggggg...".

then i had to remind myself to call maya about badminton...

"callmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmayacallmaya" all the way home..dropped my bags.carried the books in with me as i reported to my mother "ma, i dah balik" flipped the curtain hoping she caught a glimpse of me juggling a heavy stack of books plus one file to show her that her daughter is rajin and has potential to be the next julia robert or anne hataway or even maryl streeeeep bebeh... but she didnt for she was half asleep. she let out a barely audible "mmmm..ok" and continued watching her tv. i love my mum and she loves all of us...though she screams if we balik lambat (gillerrrr) but her faintt one breather acknowledgment sighs shows she cares and she's extremely thankful we're back safe at home. releasing a last sigh of relief she falls back deep into her sleep going back to her lovely dreams of her 3 lovely kids.....dreams of her non-existent 'lovely' kids...heh

awesomeness

2009-05-01T00:21:00.000+08:00

I AM AN AWESOME DESIGNER,

and I AM AN AWESOME FRIEND.

tiring

2009-04-28T22:11:00.002+08:00

its so tiring to keep mentioning my desire to go UWE. but if u keep telling yourself...telling the pple around you than theres a higher chance of it happening...kan?? i hear its been tested and proven...im sure listening to it is as tiring as saying it...its like...owh this again?????? alamak..

so rasydan's bdae was a fine one..i've never done anything nice for rasy..bought him a watch which i feel now is just not him...smaller than imagined it would be..and not ol' sch looking

i wanted to make him a card but i got lazy..i got lazy, tired, sleepy,hungry and delusional-ish...

then off we went.. i refuse to tell you that i drove yesterday coz i dowan u guys to know that ro is a lazy gurrrl..the things is..i went all the way to the top coz i went home late the day before..and if i didnt bring it down the heat will melt the sweets in my car..afternoon heat damn hott ok..so since i went all the way up..A5 kae....if the stairs didnt kill me..sure as hell the heat almost did..and sure enough my car was HOTT! i tot my pants would turn golden brown and crispy sitting on my hott leather seats..i think i heard some sizzling action down there...crispy pants with juicy tender buttocks roasted to perfection...i felt like my lower torso was freshly made, hott from the stove banana fritters...goreng pisang lar...

everything after that was fine...10 people..out of all that there were 3 couples..and ama is very pretty looking..and food after that was ok...drank milo GRANDE!!! extremeness!!!!! HUMONGOROUS....by the time my food came i was really just too full for anything else..esp my mutton chop tt i ordered which came last and lambat (abit) btw.....

then home..

sch today..with consultation and doodling at library with naziehah.then eat.then home.

tired.

hear! hear!

2009-04-28T00:16:00.002+08:00

im gonna do well for my major project so i can go UWE... tkae my degree in photography/ graphic design.and leave this retched place...

gettin too far??

2009-04-26T01:31:00.000+08:00

we need to talk..

yawning*

2009-04-24T01:01:00.002+08:00

you bunch of boring fools!

im bored..and tired..just wanna do my MP..do it well and pass..

i need to just concentrate on tt so i need my proper sleep again.. i cant coz i think of tt goat!

why can't i just get over it???? dang.. its messed up.. one whole platonic mess..its like spagetti but mixed with smokey bbq sauce sedap seluar dlm..nice.. but too damn weird...

im gonna tell soon..so i'll get my sleep back??? rite??? owh i wish i have the power to alter pples mind..i would so love tt..im not used to having soo many emotions at one go..i cant be emo and be concentrating on my MP..this nonsense does not work for me coz im not a multi-tasker. i like one thing happening at one time..i dun need to add you to my list of pple i'l be letting down if i fail again..

help me get over tt goat..

the goat that has been eating my green grass..i let u eat my weeds but u bite a whole patch of grass out. ruining my beautiful field...the grass is greener on the other side...of the world....so should u leave or should I?? I''d soo prefer a white fluffy sheep than u an old ugly goat...

ciao goat..eat my grass coz i give myself till the end of my diploma and if i manage o get accepted by tt sch in bristol..i'll be the one leaving...

pun jadi lah.....

2009-04-21T11:37:00.002+08:00

my mom bought me an early birthday gift..

she gave me a phone..

nothing like the iphone i asked for..but a china phone...

china pun jadi lah....

but hey! if u say china fast enough...minus the"-na" it does sound just like it...and hey...at least now i wont be missing anyone's calls...*insert ur yays here* kan ferooze?? lol!

i hope so ar..if i still dun get..means its starhub..

do i drive you crazy

2009-04-21T00:55:00.002+08:00

i've mentioned that im not easily bothered..

i need to add to that coz tts not complete..i wont be bothered if im not always informed about my friends' bgr problems...im not bothered if im not involved like 100% of my friends' lives..i dun want to...dun get me wrong coz even i want space.. maybe more than them..but its just coz 'distance makes the heart grow fonder'...rite?? tts why i really want to be in tt university in Bristol..

alot of things bother me...esp rite now..

like how i was stopped by the TP..an extremely sccawie wan..(what am i saying.. all TP damn scary) but this wan was sooo smiley..like he was high or smtg(he gets drunk...uses the breathalizer thingi..and programs it so the results always stays..stops random pple..force them to use it..and then accuse them of drunk driving.....)

"check! check! check! check coupon" and when he was trying to ask us to stop at the side..he was waving while smiling freakishly....(what were we to do???smile back??duh??) then i was like "oh! i've seen this in movies...he wants us to pullover) so.... HIDE OUR POT STASH! heh no la...he just wanted to check our coupon..and dammit it was just a few more mins to 7pm larh walaoo.and he also checked it really carefully..make sure it wasnt tampered or smtg.. and yeah...its like he knew i was a design student who could eaasily make counterfeits of the coupon with my awesome adobe photoshop skills..esp with my keen eye for details..another thing i tot he wanted when he was waving and everything was to join us..(join us do what??) we were boogy-ing and grooving to mya's songs...what else....

hey wait a min..i ended up blabbering bout the TP..i seem to have lost my train of tots...(my public speaking lecturer will soo hate this)

but..lemmi just end this by telling you that im bothered by other things too...

like dirty toilets.

jokes again??

2009-04-21T00:51:00.001+08:00

knock knock!

Who's there?

Juliet

Juliet who?

Juliet the dog out again???

("you let")

ttyn

2009-04-19T01:47:00.001+08:00

talk to you never..

lol!

i almost cannot be bothered

2009-04-18T02:19:00.002+08:00

u can sae it has turned into sorta like a fetish...

dont have to agree with me just coz im rohani

and hate me coz im beautiful..

i've no clue what any of them meant..but hey! its my blog and i shall do whatever the hell i want.. so long as i dont do anything illegal...rite??

wahuahauhaua.. its late.. why is ro still up at such an hour?? she has no clue.. i should have recorded an extra 5 mins after eli stone coz obviously eli stone hasnt even ended and the recording stopped..5 mins of minisodes:Charlies angles..would be enough...

bebeh

2009-04-17T00:53:00.001+08:00

all my bebehs know..

crazzed

2009-04-16T23:10:00.002+08:00

slept late coz of kuch kuch hota hai..it stopped loading near the ending..crapt! why the sudden feeling feeling?

anxiety disorder...tts what it is...

simple as that..

U are....

2009-04-16T13:41:00.003+08:00

trying to load my first video!!

succcess!!!!

rite????

why backstreet boys? i have no clue..

lets all feeling feeling together ok...

shimmy shimmy SHINE!

2009-04-16T00:05:00.002+08:00

*pose!*

life in the fast lane

what am i saying...everything is slow..and im still not famous..i need to go BROADWAY!the only way IS BROADWAY! its BROADWAY or the highway...rite??

i need to get back to drama..to help forget about my own dramas...

simple

2009-04-15T20:09:00.003+08:00

its simple..really.

tell me who doesnt have parents who drive u crazy?

now tell me who doesnt have a mom or a dad or either at all?

geezz...

let us all learn from the osbournes..minus the drugs and the booze please..

a glass of ur house pour plz.

2009-04-15T00:28:00.002+08:00

where did i learn 'house pour' from.. i do not knoe.. tv i gez.

we all met at 11 as promised...ahahahaha.. u wish!! tt would only happen in the ideal world that we all only yearn to live in...

there was..me, suzie,farna, matiin,mya, andika,rasydan, nad, odip..in the middle, there was haziq n sufi(????i dunnnoe how to spell their name coz i don really knoe em..mya's coursemates????)

loads of pictures..loads of sand..countless fusion inspired house pour(its really almost frozen mango box juice drink mixed with 7-up raspberry-ish flavoured)turned out to be nice..nicer than our first attempt of trying to mix chrynsentymum(or smtg tt sounds like it) with sparkling h20...

o..my mind is blank rite now.

then fahmi left for west coast plaza...(isit??)i wasnt paying attention again..but i swear he told me like a bazillion times...he kept mentioning it...i heard but wasnt listening...im reaally hopeless...

im fun!

2009-04-13T23:24:00.000+08:00

im fun im fun im fun im fun

sentosa here i come

2009-04-13T20:01:00.002+08:00

im gonna be the first to wake up.i've packed my bags already, laid out my clothes, and sandals..

do i sound excited?!? U BET I AM! errr..and scared..and nervous....mostly terrified..and that i dont really wanna go sentosa anymore...

mya will kill me if i didnt go..i dowant to upset her niwaez..

im soo stressed..i can tell you how untrue the first paragraph is..

wake up??that is if i even get a wink..my sleeping(not sleeping) is really weirdin me out.sleeping late really isnt for me..takin its toll slowly.

bags??wat bags??im not even thinking about what bag to use yet..tt usually needs days..and sentosa is tomoro..(can u feel my enthu-ness now??)

clothes????wat clothes??no clothes pun bagoz!

foot wear situation..un confirmed..i dun really care..slipper toilet pun boleh punye!!!

feeling: scared...like GHOST!

disco lemonade

2009-04-12T23:14:00.003+08:00

high on life and disco lemonade

what has ro been duin?
not sleepin', if thats what u mean...

batam had alot..and i mean alot of "kiri, kiri, ok! terus ajer!"
"terus eh?betol?"
now why would i purposely lie to my grand uncle, just so he would langgar the tong sampah at the lobby kan??on both nights, there were alot of "ahhh!!terkencing lagi orang tue ni...ani!!!tolong angkat!!alamak! dah terlambat.."
*another stain on the carpet* my slippers never left any of my feet in that hotel room..room 117...kesian bilik itu

watching harper's island..dang! its freakeh!
but its in friggin series..no one makes ro wait!!esp for a week!!!
great thriller tho..i gez ro has to wait for next sunday for the next episode.
now on. french dude on a stage. painting with red paint..bald at the top of his head..stage lights not flattering at all...mister french performer looks like a cartoon i once drew.. how ironic.. my cartoon man is painting himself
"aliende!jeme jeme jeme..sivuplehh....presidos...miseur..gasse!epicommeh!vivo las vita tre kua!!!kolo papo larter"
how expressive! mr cartoon man is painting with his fingers!and he beats his chest like an ape and dies! what an ending!(oh?he didnt die..i was told)
all these talk about red thread..haishh...and the raja labah-labah!

oh tell ya what i did jenow..
got back from batam, fit 4 pple at the back.drove a manual..i was afraid.. very afraid..i knoe the pple in the car all have lived long enuf....but im sure if anything were to happen to em they would have tons of cucus that will miss thier almost-blind,peeing-in-the-pants,ngomelling grandparents.i would too..cept i'll be dead, just like them.
when i got home i was bored...went out to prime ciplak place to get clothes..they still have that offer..go now! buy 3 get 1 free!!what am i doing???then i went for a drive.chose ECP. had those plants thingi in the middle which obviously arent as attractive as they are in the day...i should go driving in the morning...if i want to clear my mind...and for your information..i did not manage to clear my mind but what made my day was that in the end of the drive i came back to a parking spot on B1..whats the big deal???no stairs in the morning..duhhh!!!!plus its so near my flat...and tt is one of those other things u have to be worried about when u own a car..fortunately, i dont. its my mum's.i do however, have to get coupons from singpost.

have u watched fast and furious??? i have...with suzie..who else..what ever happened to the ol days when he was my watch-movie-randomly-buddy...hrmm??ever since he became a manager...got more responsibilities..if he does openings, he ends at 5..im lying..eh no.. he lies..he'll finish at 6..i just love waiting for pple..so i'll always end up waiting..i really do love waiting..one of my secret talents..i dun really get bothered.coz it makes me feel like a good friend..and yes..another selfish deed..and i get rewarded with my rowh's-ripley-thingi and occationally, a banana muffin...hrm this reminds me..18 chefs sells ol' sch comics for abt 3 bucks eack..dang! i should have bought it when i got the chance to...

im actually just damn bored..i keep goin back up to check my tenses and grammer...since when??now that i realise ive got quite a fan base...im gettinn all self concious..i used to not be like this..i used to not care..i still dont..but i am just incase this one person reads this.

my heads' screwed up.i need a fix. here comes my disco lemonade.

so un-cool

2009-04-12T17:51:00.002+08:00

all i ever wanted was to lead a happy life..the only ideal emotion to feel is happiness..endless happiness and optimism...

im secretly going crazy(not a secret anymore now that im blogging about it)..i don't remember signing up for this or anything of this sort...i dont want this..im serious...

wats all these 'going crazy over a friend' thing?? it happens only in dramas...GEEEZZ!!it is so uncool..

and crying urself to sleep is so unGLAM AR..

i asked farna to take it from me and give it to someone who needs it more..im not kidding...

jokes!

2009-04-09T00:06:00.002+08:00

knock knock!

..who's there??

Mathais

Mathais who??

Mathais hurt from playing badminton the other dae.

knock knock!

who's there??

Isabell

Isabell who??

Isabell not working anymore?my knuckles hurt from knocking.

knock knock!

who's ther..

(no one)

???

(pranksters pranking old silly neighbours)

DAMN LAME ARRR RO!!!

but sexy jokes yar?

neigh?

YAR!

ridiculoso soso

2009-04-08T23:07:00.002+08:00

i've been having trouble sleeping...
i don't know why..
i really don't..
since? since madonna found out she can't adopt tt lil kid from malawi(isit?)..just give her the damn kid already!!!(oh! u did not just go there...and by u, i mean me)but i dun think my insomnia-like symtoms are because im worried for madonna..(coz we're like super close buddies who go out for teh tarik like every friggin week..rite~)

if i wasnt a coward i would so type it out on my blog..but if i do..it really makes me look whimpier..(if tts even a werd) doesnt it??

i have no idea what im saying..friggin weird..

$$$$

2009-04-07T22:04:00.000+08:00

if i had 20 million dollars in a vault sumwhere babeh~

i'd no nothing to it..

wait theres more

2009-04-07T21:34:00.004+08:00

silly pics i took of my self with my built in camera on my imac(owh now im gonna have pple trying to rob my room)

just lovely

2009-04-07T18:52:00.005+08:00

the most leceh thing to do is to resize pictures to post it on blogs and stuff..i dunno why i bother..but since ive already gone thru all tt hassle..what else to do then to post them...not really a fun job...i'd rather just start ranting away about unimportant things that happen in my insignificant life...one thing i love to do most...

that last pic is really a senono picture of my lovelets..wat?!?! "lovelets" i just invented that word...im really a genius...mad...but genius..and funny...(oh! now im just really boasting about myself) another thing i seem to enjoy doing...

one random tip from ro:

- to feel less insecure about the pimples u have..esp if u have multiples..like one forming just another one dissappears..or two...just name them.

i have one i call Roberto..located just beside my right eye..he sings verbratto, andd falsetto..not really good..i keep telling him tt but i gez he cant accept tt..i think tts why he isnt leaving my face...untill i tell him he's good, then he'll leave...just maybe?? but im really not a liar.... hrmm...being a liar,or pimply face???? hrmm... stop torturing me....i choose pimply face...i really cant lie...its because im not good at it..im afraid if he called my bluff he'll stay permanantly..and no one wants tt..he's irritating my other tenants..(yes.."tenants"..)heh..and i just hosted a farewell party for cecilia..she really just wanted a place to stay till she got settled with her new career..i told her i have a small room beside my birthmark...tt poor thing.. ran away from her parents just to live her dream..i told her theres no future here in singapore for struggling strippers..hello~its singapore darling..try america...live the american dream!!..i gez thats why she left..(my face)....im kidding.. pimples cant dance..they can talk and singg only..so she got a job at mcdonalds frying extra crispy and oily fries....

bottle pop

2009-04-06T23:18:00.002+08:00

played badminton again..

sweat so unglam..but tts FATS burning!!!

there was. me,mya,suzie,andika,hamizan,syed,rasydan.

i hurt my little toes again..its those high cuts..wrong cuts..im really trying to 'season' it..fergot my slippers..thus forced to walk home in them..every step was rather torturous..took a step *ouch* another step, *ouch* tsk tsk tsk..TORTURE I TELL YA! kesian my lil piggys.

hold on..trying to call ama.."ringggggg ringgggg"

no one there..

lets call raudhah...ar ader sikit punya lamer.....and finally...raudhah terkejut dari lelapan nya... LOL! lap tu air liur...

heh..

im taking supa long on this post coz im chatting and youtube-ing...

yes.. im wierd

owh! badminton!

i think suzie looks HOTT when sweaty(lol!), prancing ard(sliding also coz he's shoes dah haus) the court like a ballerina playing badminton.. a good wan of coz..and when he flicks his fringe back(omg!*fans self with hands*lol!)...and he has supa long hands and legs..and when he holds his racket out..with his hands straight..i swear..just standing in the middle he can cover the whole side of his court.

wait? why? oh! suzie is a man?!?! no. he's a boy..lol! (lame ar ro)suzie is really what i call fahmi..another one of me oldest mates..not that he's old..but i've known him since sec 2..almost as long as mya..i've known her since sec 1..another amazing person...oh! and she was there too!!baru blaja 'smacking' ..im really jealous coz i never got the hang of it.. so tts why i always loose..

then theres slim version(alot cuter when in chubbier times) of hamizan..wah...not bad...got stamina..he can play longg games and not be out of breath...tt is how out of shape I AM..its ok im working on it..no one gets beyonce's thighs in just a day riteee....

syed.interesting fella.he had a blister. i think he won a game against fahmi..then he sat coz of da blisters..he also fixed rasy's racket. wassit mould on hamizan's hand that he got from using rasy;s badminton..im not sure but boy were they black...

rasy. he slpt on the way to tamp east cc i think..he was late..he's the only one who had a net..and he hits the shuttlecock super semangat-ly.but when he misses, its really a funny sight.lol!

andika left at 5 coz he had to pick his brother up from tuition.he's good too.

then there was ro.she not bad ar.. ader semangat, kuat semangat. borrowed rackets from odip..had to go odip hose for 2 minutes where she got to see nad for 2 seconds.lost to suzie..damn bugger give me chance here and there like i dunno lykdat....

so overall it was funn!!!

next time jgn lupe ajak nasyitah!

guilt kills me

2009-04-05T22:55:00.002+08:00

yesterday i asked why...

i smiled as i was given the answer...

some friend u are, ro...

felt guilty....

i said,"time heals all wounds", mind you, i did it randomly.

felt guilty....coz tts really a selfish deed..coz u'd think i'd do that with the whole intention to try to cheer u up..but really i was trying to make ME feel better to tell my self i AM a good friend..

and with that... am i really a good friend??

debatable.

ro is full of nonsense.

at least not guilt...

rowh thinks

2009-04-05T22:48:00.001+08:00

ro thinks she's mad

ro knows she's mad

ro think she's weird

ro knows she's weird

saturday night fever

2009-04-04T22:57:00.002+08:00

went out to JP...its jurong point..my desparate attempt to make it sound cool....either way it sounds lame... but maybe its just me.. "so not cool, geeez.." lol! went to get mohsin's oasis tickets.. im really not into spending money on concerts...even if it was Britney...not into rubbing against sweaty pple..with lyrics all printed out.. ink all smudged from their dripping sweat..the pushing... the shoving..but again.. maybe its just me.. was out wih suz..and farna.."this shop is so lame. im bored.. NEXT!" hahaha..ok serious..they had shops with names we all havnt heard of..each is a cheap imitation of the other....im soooo itching about something ive only visited 3 times...its fun..and with this...i allow west pple to itch about my T.Mall...

and farna's friend has a name than makes you sound like a nenek mintak urut when u call out his name....

nenek:Matiin...

matiin: ye nek?

nenek:Matiiiiin...

matiin:ape nenek nak?

nenek:Matiiiiiiiiiin...mcm tak tau pulak*desparately tries to give herself a massage*

but i think its just me.. the need to over enunciate every single letter in a person's name..esp if its a vowel..heh

then we went to eat at eighteen chefs.

rumour has it, everyone who works there is an ex convict...there was this mak cik..she looks very familiar..we think shes the one whos face was all over every newspaper there was..about her black market baulu bakar.. "(whispering)nak..baulu, 5 dua dolar..nak?"....and then there was suz's brother's friend.. very chomel..im soo jealous coz he's face is flawless..

and then we left..

end note: im sad it didnt work out..*que cheeky smile*

addiction

2009-04-04T02:24:00.002+08:00

im addicted to pouting my mouth and breathing in deeply...y?

its really relaxing. its like smoking without the cigarette..no diff i think.. not tt i knoe how it feels like to smoke one..but try eating a mint then do what i do..stress all gone..

the funnest

2009-04-03T18:14:00.006+08:00

the funnest days of my life happened all in this week..mya already blogged about the shopping at giant so i'll just give a lil of my input..

how much? plus one dot eight six plus one dot eight six plus one dot eight six..

huh? we not buying... ok.

minus one dot eight six minus one dot eight six minus one dot eight six..

this is because we couldnt use our secondary school calculator with the brackets..and so i borowed my mums. it had buttons just like our sec sch ones but, i dunno how to use em. and wats with the "eight six".. hypermarts are blood sucking monsters i tell you.. cept instead of going for our necks, they go for our purses and wallets. trying to squeeeze as much money from us every way they can. theyre very minute so theres really nothing to complain.. tt is if u buy only one item.. coz then they'll just give tt 1 cent away..but if u buy 5, then u'll have to pay it.. and its at ur lost..its like they have it to show ur mom and dad, or ur dad and dad.. or mom and mom..(im really not here to judge) that the one who is at a lost is them .. but really ur parents are...this is political maths only dad's and their man purses are aware of. mom dont really care i gez.. the more u spent the more stamps u get...and with tt stamps they can add a new knife to their collection..

next the chalet.

i liked the ending jer.

we watched UNBORN. lol! i knoe syed hated it..damn funny ar he.i completely loathed it..syed is rite.. Shutter really did set the bar. horror movies really needs a lot more originality. predictable.. owh.. the mirror! owh dark allies! owh.. toilets! owh phones!

the only thing i found original was to leave the heroine all alone in the end after killing everyone who was ever close to her.. replacing her dead father of her babies with the last man standing after the exorcism thing ended..mind you i think he's old.

owh tt didnt happen?? are you sure??then i didnt like any part of it.haishh

then aerosmith was on.. like suddenly..so karoke op!!! ketchup botel mike and stage and chimes and everything i tell ya!!!! and the trio girl band consisting of mya, farna and urs truly..me lah...emo with a tinch of class and sophistication.

and there was SMOKEY SATAY BABS SEDAP GILER BABS in the next chalet..heh..

then i went home.

but then i went out again.heh

its been a looong time since ive been in the back seat of a car.. rasydan's rented car was sooo cool.. they had built in massage chair seats i fell asleep almost right away..wat?oh they werent maasaged chairs?? owh it was ______(insert explaination from farna's friend, matiin)_________? ok! then we had west coast mcd drive thru..it really doesnt matter which mcd u go to. the food is the same everywhere..standard. and on tt day i found out i sleep very burok. "but cute" doesnt help a bit.. coz its like saying ur armpit stinks! but hey ur armpit hair is really smooth...and if u think im gonna explain how they relate..ure wrong..

then i went home and slept.

googled 'crazy parents'

2009-04-02T00:24:00.002+08:00

then this dude's blog came out..

an entry from 2004..from a dude who lives in Baltimore...

http://calculatoronfire.baltiblogs.com/archives/004155.html

damn funny.

nuts!

2009-04-01T23:37:00.002+08:00

today i, "BESARKAN KAWAN AJER!"

the other day was, "ADER ANAK PUN TAK GUNA!"

Dear mother,

how about those other days when i went out you. drove you where you wanted to go..what do we call those days?! "BESARKAN KAWAN AJER"-DAY jugak? and the mornings i have to jemur baju...also "ADER ANAK PUN TAK GUNA"-DAY jugak?

ape saje..

buat stress aje..

i try very hard not to upset you but u always put me into situations tt will always end up with me upsetting you one way or another. why do you always make me feel like im sucha dissapointing child. im not ok...its always a BIG deal when i do something wrong but u brush it off when abang does it.. repeatedly summore...give money to support summore..

ape saje..

buat stress aje..

from

Ah girl.

I've changed!

2009-04-01T14:35:00.000+08:00

now this is me..

dark..but colourful...i love it!

huh? u don't??

too bad.. i dun live to impress anyone but myself

library gaming

2009-03-31T16:43:00.003+08:00

its the new in thing..im serious.. im sitting in front of 2 dudes..playing sumsort of game.. ooo here comes one more.. the one who has been screaming from across the room. and this one on my right is soo vulgar.. no one needs to knoe what u're duin. spastic idiots. i gez theyre just trying to run away from their nagging mothers.."HARI HARI MAIN GAME!"

"mak nak gi skola."

"AR! MACAM TU CAN BAGOZ!

"bye mak!"

"....*folding clothes*....(eh si kamarul tu kan dah graduate) Eh! KAMARUL!"

".....(door slams)...heh heh heh"

haish.. but i'd rather they be mat gamers then mat rep....i see a bright future awaiting them..right beside their nagging wives. "HARI HARI MAIN GAME AJE!"

"bye ayang. nak pergi kerja"

"AR! MACAM TU KAN BAGOZ!"

"bye ayang!"

"....*folding clothes*....(eh ni hari kan holiday) EH! KAMARUL!"

".....(door slams)...heh heh heh"

sneeky nerdy husbands.

issues

2009-03-31T00:34:00.002+08:00

everybody has them.
jealousy.
loneliness.
plain boredom.
worry.
miffed.

So im gonna address them here..right now..

raudah, ur blog is too grey..ur dear friend is rabun..have you not learnt that from these thick glasses u see covering half my face all this while? squinting to differentiate the letters from the background unfortunately makes my eyesight worse and this will eventually lead to thicker glasses..im afraid my nose bridge might not be able to handle it. because i dont have a prominent nose bridge to hold it up,thick and heavy glasses will just slide down thus pinching my nose..i think they're penyek enuf..

and this goes to all those other pple with horrible handwritting and those who think small fonts on namecards are sophisticated looking. it bothers me..not being able to see well makes me feel old. IM JUST 20 dammit! not even 21 tau..

next on the agenda.

nadia says those who dont want to get married will eventually get married first..and those who tak sabar nak kahwin will end up marrying last..or not at all..betul ker? sheesh! but i love u niwaez..like a sister i never had..(eh i dont actually HAVE a sister)..hahaha..lol!

next..

nitez!