i miss curling up in bed,
reading one of Nicholas Spark's lovely romantic novels.
his novels never fail to move me to tears.
gosh, i'm so sentimental
'all you wanted was for somebody to care'
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Sapphire Skies
Clouds flew over
Uncovering a phenomenon
As the sun makes its way home
Sapphire skies, sparkling
A deep dark secret revealed
Unveiling a romantic depiction ♥
ok, i'm just bored.
my blog has gained some international readers yo
hello world
'i'm holding on my own, got me ten feet on the ground'
Uncovering a phenomenon
As the sun makes its way home
Sapphire skies, sparkling
A deep dark secret revealed
Unveiling a romantic depiction ♥
ok, i'm just bored.
my blog has gained some international readers yo
hello world
'i'm holding on my own, got me ten feet on the ground'
Rapport
had consultation with ms huang yesterday morning while waiting for the history students (fiona,liwen,melvin and carmen) who were having exam on that day.
actually the consultation was mainly for cindy
i just tagged along
but in the end i asked most of the questions
cindy study geog !
i sat outside the staffroom alone, while cindy took a long time in the toilet. everyone who walked pass, including charlotte and nigel, thought i was on detention. mr saw was rather content,i must say, when he saw me sitting outside the staffroom, so i asked him a few quick questions regarding geography.
me : mr saw are you free now for a consultation
mr saw : now no la, later around in the afternoon i'm free
me : just to tag along my friend who is going to see ms huang but she's only oh, its ok then. i'm here available at 10.
mr saw : yea, ms huang is busy doing the answer scheme for your paper.
me : ooohhhh.... thank you mr saw
mr saw : your welcome. by the way you won't get the answers to the papers.
after he left, cindy was still in the toilet (it was quite some time already). i recalled back in the beginning of the term when mr saw referred me as joyce's friend. i found it quite funny actually, now that he remembers my name for my vast improvement in geography. i think.
so not only mr saw but also ms huang had hopes that i would pass the paper, its a matter of how well i do it. their comments gave me a sense of hope, cause i think i totally srewed up the rest of my papers. however, i must not be too complacent though.
ms huang also mentioned that my class is not taking this whole learning process seriously, naming the obvious people who are not even in putting in effort. she also mentioned the ones who are actually taking it seriously, kar yee, ye tat, myself and a few others.
during the most of the time, cindy was drifting off and ms huang had to bring her back to earth. i admire cindy's honesty and bravery for admitting to ms huang that she doesn't know anything cause she keep skipping her lessons. and ms huang will give her 'what the hell' expression.
along the way i bumped into a few teachers of mine, having small conversations with them. i realize that i have a better rapport with the teachers in MI compared to KC, probably most of the teachers in KC are the next best thing to nuns. furthermore, the teachers in MI are more approachable and outgoing (and younger too).
i've officially became a night junkie.
staying up all night, listening to club hits, eating chocolates non-stop and mugging
and sleeping half the day.
'murder was the case and they blamed me'
actually the consultation was mainly for cindy
i just tagged along
but in the end i asked most of the questions
cindy study geog !
i sat outside the staffroom alone, while cindy took a long time in the toilet. everyone who walked pass, including charlotte and nigel, thought i was on detention. mr saw was rather content,i must say, when he saw me sitting outside the staffroom, so i asked him a few quick questions regarding geography.
me : mr saw are you free now for a consultation
mr saw : now no la, later around in the afternoon i'm free
me : just to tag along my friend who is going to see ms huang but she's only oh, its ok then. i'm here available at 10.
mr saw : yea, ms huang is busy doing the answer scheme for your paper.
me : ooohhhh.... thank you mr saw
mr saw : your welcome. by the way you won't get the answers to the papers.
after he left, cindy was still in the toilet (it was quite some time already). i recalled back in the beginning of the term when mr saw referred me as joyce's friend. i found it quite funny actually, now that he remembers my name for my vast improvement in geography. i think.
so not only mr saw but also ms huang had hopes that i would pass the paper, its a matter of how well i do it. their comments gave me a sense of hope, cause i think i totally srewed up the rest of my papers. however, i must not be too complacent though.
ms huang also mentioned that my class is not taking this whole learning process seriously, naming the obvious people who are not even in putting in effort. she also mentioned the ones who are actually taking it seriously, kar yee, ye tat, myself and a few others.
during the most of the time, cindy was drifting off and ms huang had to bring her back to earth. i admire cindy's honesty and bravery for admitting to ms huang that she doesn't know anything cause she keep skipping her lessons. and ms huang will give her 'what the hell' expression.
along the way i bumped into a few teachers of mine, having small conversations with them. i realize that i have a better rapport with the teachers in MI compared to KC, probably most of the teachers in KC are the next best thing to nuns. furthermore, the teachers in MI are more approachable and outgoing (and younger too).
i've officially became a night junkie.
staying up all night, listening to club hits, eating chocolates non-stop and mugging
and sleeping half the day.
'murder was the case and they blamed me'
Friday, September 28, 2007
Columbine High School massacre
the victims
the prepetators, eric harris and dylan klebold
the 2 killers in action
staff and students evacuate Columbine High School
students reunite with each other
a memorial for the victims of the massacre
the book that i read recently that made me curious about the horrid eventOn Tuesday, April 20th, 1999 at 11:10 am Columbine High School students Eric David Harris, 18 and Dylan Bennett Klebold, 17 carried out a horrific shooting spree at their high school that killed 12 students and one teacher. The shooting spree also wounded and maimed at least a dozen more students and teachers.
Both Harris and Klebold attacked the school with various types of weapons. The two also studied how to make bombs over the internet and tried to detonate a improvised propane bomb in the school's cafeteria. The propane bomb failed to explode but authorities say that if it had gone off it would have destroyed the cafeteria and sent the library above the cafeteria crashing down. Harris and Klebold also learned how to make pipe bombs over the internet. Though they brought nearly a dozen or more pipe bombs and other explosives with them during the assault on the school and placed them throughout the school all the explosives failed to detonate. They set off a small fire bomb that did minor damage to a school lab.
Harris and Klebold concentrated their assault on the school's cafeteria and it's library which is where most of the casulaties took place that day. At some point the two shooters even got into a brief gun battle with a responding deputy Sheriff though neither the deputy sheriff or the shooters were hurt in the exchange of gunfire.
The shooting spree finally came to an end shotly after 12pm when both Harris and Klebold committed suicide via self-inflicted gunshot wounds to the head.
Though Harris and Kelbold shot at any student and teacher they saw on that day they were believed to have been on a mission that day rather than just carrying out an act of random violence. It is believed that Harris and Kelbold were targeting the school's jocks and popular students. Both Harris and Kelbold were said to be outsiders and often bullied and taunted by the jocks and popular students at the school.
Both Harris and Klebold attacked the school with various types of weapons. The two also studied how to make bombs over the internet and tried to detonate a improvised propane bomb in the school's cafeteria. The propane bomb failed to explode but authorities say that if it had gone off it would have destroyed the cafeteria and sent the library above the cafeteria crashing down. Harris and Klebold also learned how to make pipe bombs over the internet. Though they brought nearly a dozen or more pipe bombs and other explosives with them during the assault on the school and placed them throughout the school all the explosives failed to detonate. They set off a small fire bomb that did minor damage to a school lab.
Harris and Klebold concentrated their assault on the school's cafeteria and it's library which is where most of the casulaties took place that day. At some point the two shooters even got into a brief gun battle with a responding deputy Sheriff though neither the deputy sheriff or the shooters were hurt in the exchange of gunfire.
The shooting spree finally came to an end shotly after 12pm when both Harris and Klebold committed suicide via self-inflicted gunshot wounds to the head.
Though Harris and Kelbold shot at any student and teacher they saw on that day they were believed to have been on a mission that day rather than just carrying out an act of random violence. It is believed that Harris and Kelbold were targeting the school's jocks and popular students. Both Harris and Kelbold were said to be outsiders and often bullied and taunted by the jocks and popular students at the school.
when i read Rachel's Tears, no doubt i was crying. the touching yet ghouly videos featuring the massacre on Youtube not only made me tear even more, but also shocked me to the point whereby a sense of fear lingered within me.
i guess i could relate better to the Columbine High School massacre better compared to the Virginia Tech one as the killers and victims are around my age.
the book got me thinking and reflect on myself,my surroundings and beyond - why do people instil so much angst in them ?
Rachel's Tears motivate me to be closer to God and my loved ones, for which my life would be truely incomplete.
for more information, go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbine_High_School_Shooting
Rachel's Tears motivate me to be closer to God and my loved ones, for which my life would be truely incomplete.
for more information, go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbine_High_School_Shooting
P.S: thank you to melvin for lending fiona the book and fiona for lending the book to me
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Word Diarrhoea
COUNTDOWN TTO FREEDOM : 7 DAYS
my exams scripts are filled with chicken's scratchings
i just jot down whatever that i thought of at that time
which doesn't necessarily mean the knowledge that we have studied for the past 5 months.
gosh we've only been in lessons for 5 months instead of the usual 7-8 months of school.
my exams scripts are filled with chicken's scratchings
i just jot down whatever that i thought of at that time
which doesn't necessarily mean the knowledge that we have studied for the past 5 months.
gosh we've only been in lessons for 5 months instead of the usual 7-8 months of school.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Un-function-able
the GP paper got me screaming (in agony that is)
and MT paper is only like 11 hours and 50 min away
i shall not fear it
cause its only a paper and it won't eat me up
and MT paper is only like 11 hours and 50 min away
i shall not fear it
cause its only a paper and it won't eat me up
i'm staring at the darn economic notes on national income accounting.
all that i can think of is NNP= neh neh pok
that's how fried my brain is.
'i got my drink and my two-step'
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Runaway Love
i received a message from my mother when i was on my way back home from school saying that she needed me to go to the cafe to collect the earnings for the day. so i called her to ask for more details and wondered where she was at that point of time. my mother wasn't at work nor was she at home, but she was on her way to batam, claiming that 'grandfather was very very sick' and she needed to attend to him, and she promised to be home on saturday morning.
it's now sunday morning, pouring torrents, and my mother has not return home. naturally, a daughter would feel worried. it didn't occur to me then, but it has now when my suspicion for my mother's 'disappearance' aroused. so here is what i thought of when i was lying in bed, reluctant to start the day :
1) i doubt my grandfather's sick cause my grandmother would follow her to visit him, but she didn't
2) i guess my mother wanted to seek peace and tranquility as the insidious pressures of working life had finally caught up to her.
another major component that caused my emotionally stressed mother to 'runaway' is probably my father. despite his quiet nature, he is actually a hot-tempered, and sometimes abusive, man.
my parents have been fighting constantly lately, started a few weeks back. the loud screaming and sobbing tears my heart apart, blasting music into my ears was the only way i could avoid it. indeed, my father does put pressure on my mother and accuses her for all the wrong doings which most of them my mother wasn't at fault.
i recall an incident during last Hari Raya, a painful one indeed. my parents fought in the car, in front of their four children, my father started accusing my mother of being 'irresponsible', and disallowing my maternal grandmother in the celebrations cause there was 'no one at home to take care of his valuable guitars at home'. then he started throwing his children off, saying that we were 'disrespectful'. could you imagine the scene for that day - i mean, all the four kids and their mother crying, with their father having this totally sour look on his face, on what suppose to be a joyous day. when we arrived at my paternal grandmother's place, my brother refused to go up, so he decided to stay in the car, the rest of us with bloodshot eyes from all that crying, with bitter faces.
i was totally scarred by that incident that it only leaves me with low hopes for this year's celebrations.
i don't loathe my father, but i do loathe his actions.
for every reason why i should chose to remain single and die a virgin would be the reason stated above.
moreover, i don't even know what is going on in my own household.family members would just leave the house randomly, say like in 2 in the morning. i haven't been home early lately (due to the night study programme) to figure out what is actually going on at home. i feel uber guilty for not being there for my mother, what more being at home to spend time with the family. now i only yearn for a meal together cause it's been ages since we've done that.
my baby brother's screams and cries had also contributed to me detesting to be at home. that little brat couldn't shut up. i couldn't blame him, he probably misses his mother.
on top of all the emotional rollercoaster that has been going on at home, the exam stress too has got the best of me. the fear and insecurity of not getting promoted or not doing well has taken a toll on me. i just put more pressure on myself.
i do feel guilty, like now, for not being there for my mother and a good daughter, for not starting my revision earlier and be consistent in my schoolwork so that i have more confidence in my studies. sometimes i feel like i'm such a failure, hoping that someone could pick me up again. how i wish time would just abruptly end then.
this is my first intimate post.
'i keep losing my way'
it's now sunday morning, pouring torrents, and my mother has not return home. naturally, a daughter would feel worried. it didn't occur to me then, but it has now when my suspicion for my mother's 'disappearance' aroused. so here is what i thought of when i was lying in bed, reluctant to start the day :
1) i doubt my grandfather's sick cause my grandmother would follow her to visit him, but she didn't
2) i guess my mother wanted to seek peace and tranquility as the insidious pressures of working life had finally caught up to her.
another major component that caused my emotionally stressed mother to 'runaway' is probably my father. despite his quiet nature, he is actually a hot-tempered, and sometimes abusive, man.
my parents have been fighting constantly lately, started a few weeks back. the loud screaming and sobbing tears my heart apart, blasting music into my ears was the only way i could avoid it. indeed, my father does put pressure on my mother and accuses her for all the wrong doings which most of them my mother wasn't at fault.
i recall an incident during last Hari Raya, a painful one indeed. my parents fought in the car, in front of their four children, my father started accusing my mother of being 'irresponsible', and disallowing my maternal grandmother in the celebrations cause there was 'no one at home to take care of his valuable guitars at home'. then he started throwing his children off, saying that we were 'disrespectful'. could you imagine the scene for that day - i mean, all the four kids and their mother crying, with their father having this totally sour look on his face, on what suppose to be a joyous day. when we arrived at my paternal grandmother's place, my brother refused to go up, so he decided to stay in the car, the rest of us with bloodshot eyes from all that crying, with bitter faces.
i was totally scarred by that incident that it only leaves me with low hopes for this year's celebrations.
i don't loathe my father, but i do loathe his actions.
for every reason why i should chose to remain single and die a virgin would be the reason stated above.
moreover, i don't even know what is going on in my own household.family members would just leave the house randomly, say like in 2 in the morning. i haven't been home early lately (due to the night study programme) to figure out what is actually going on at home. i feel uber guilty for not being there for my mother, what more being at home to spend time with the family. now i only yearn for a meal together cause it's been ages since we've done that.
my baby brother's screams and cries had also contributed to me detesting to be at home. that little brat couldn't shut up. i couldn't blame him, he probably misses his mother.
on top of all the emotional rollercoaster that has been going on at home, the exam stress too has got the best of me. the fear and insecurity of not getting promoted or not doing well has taken a toll on me. i just put more pressure on myself.
i do feel guilty, like now, for not being there for my mother and a good daughter, for not starting my revision earlier and be consistent in my schoolwork so that i have more confidence in my studies. sometimes i feel like i'm such a failure, hoping that someone could pick me up again. how i wish time would just abruptly end then.
this is my first intimate post.
'i keep losing my way'
Saturday, September 22, 2007
WHY -
that's like the number one question that comes to mind when one studies,
especially for GP
and Geog
and Econs
and Lit,
Math, possibly
MT ? screw it
i attempted to have a study marathon last night - from 11 p.m to 6 a.m
but...
i fell asleep during my 'nap' at 12.30p.m
so much for a marathon
i have been having a mild case of insomnia lately
physically i'm dead beat, but mentally i'm still very much awake
despite me turning in late into the night,
i kind of manage to stay awake in classes (the key words here are kind of)
gosh, i'm so physically and emotionally drained,
i can't wait for sleeping in all day, eating lotsa junkies, my iPOD and going shopping with the girls
and not forgetting a dip in Rachel's lovely pool
COUNTDOWN TO FREEDOM : 12 DAYS
'i keep losing my way'
especially for GP
and Geog
and Econs
and Lit,
Math, possibly
MT ? screw it
i attempted to have a study marathon last night - from 11 p.m to 6 a.m
but...
i fell asleep during my 'nap' at 12.30p.m
so much for a marathon
i have been having a mild case of insomnia lately
physically i'm dead beat, but mentally i'm still very much awake
despite me turning in late into the night,
i kind of manage to stay awake in classes (the key words here are kind of)
gosh, i'm so physically and emotionally drained,
i can't wait for sleeping in all day, eating lotsa junkies, my iPOD and going shopping with the girls
and not forgetting a dip in Rachel's lovely pool
COUNTDOWN TO FREEDOM : 12 DAYS
'i keep losing my way'
Friday, September 21, 2007
The past and present
COUNTDOWN TO FREEDOM: 13 DAYS
i was rushing home today so that i'll be on time to break my fast
as i was walking home, i bumped into my sister who was going to school
for the Lantern Festival celebrations only for secondary one students
she asked me to go along with her
what a rare occasion
so basket(ball),
when i was sec one in KC,
we didn't have any Lantern Festival celebrations in school
instead, i distinctively remebered that i performed for the primary school girls and their parents during that occasion
humph.
'i gave everything that i've got'
i was rushing home today so that i'll be on time to break my fast
as i was walking home, i bumped into my sister who was going to school
for the Lantern Festival celebrations only for secondary one students
she asked me to go along with her
what a rare occasion
so basket(ball),
when i was sec one in KC,
we didn't have any Lantern Festival celebrations in school
instead, i distinctively remebered that i performed for the primary school girls and their parents during that occasion
humph.
'i gave everything that i've got'
Monday, September 17, 2007
Monday Blues
i couldn't wake up in the morning for school today
snoozed my alarm till i left 15 min to get ready to school
on top of all that, i haven't packed my bag (as usual)
so i went down with my hair dripping wet and blouse unbuttoned
frantically looking for my PE attire
and i saw mother fast asleep on the couch
my big 'bang' apperantly woke her up
fast forward to breakfast at Mac's
the usual BBC meeting
with free, untouched MILO that we found on the table next to us
mr ivan lim totally cracked me up during HT period for a 'discipline' talk
which was more like a GP/History lesson to me
we all want 'huh' at some point of time
and he was like " you all should say 'this is unbelievable' or 'this is incredulous'. you should have some ou standard in the way you speak, since you all are pre-university students."
and he went on and on on how we should be 'academic virgins' and should put other distractions such as BGR aside
with the movie Queen Elizabeth I as an example of going all out for success
gosh i don't think that i wanna be like Queen Elizabeth I
cause she got 'married' to England
i don't wanna get 'married' to MI
oooh most of the girls were late for PE, including myself
so we had to run (from the basketball court) around the tennis court
so we ran like 3/4 of the basketball court till we came a point where we don't know how to cross over to go around the tennis court
so the whole lot of us (all girls) stand there and stone
until we decided just to run around the basketball court,
but we still had to run around the tennis court though
shemona and i were singing to HSM 2 all the way (((:
once again, fiona,liwen and i were bobbing to the music we plugged in
i could see atiqah and a few other passengers laughing at us who laughed at ourselves hysterically
i bought a big carton of apple juice with aloe vera to help me stay healthy and keep me awake tonight
so far it has done me justice
P.S: Albert i hope you're doing alright! if you have any girly-girl
problems you can always come to me ((((:
and i have no idea how to do Othello
'i'm gonna keep you up all night'
snoozed my alarm till i left 15 min to get ready to school
on top of all that, i haven't packed my bag (as usual)
so i went down with my hair dripping wet and blouse unbuttoned
frantically looking for my PE attire
and i saw mother fast asleep on the couch
my big 'bang' apperantly woke her up
fast forward to breakfast at Mac's
the usual BBC meeting
with free, untouched MILO that we found on the table next to us
mr ivan lim totally cracked me up during HT period for a 'discipline' talk
which was more like a GP/History lesson to me
we all want 'huh' at some point of time
and he was like " you all should say 'this is unbelievable' or 'this is incredulous'. you should have some ou standard in the way you speak, since you all are pre-university students."
and he went on and on on how we should be 'academic virgins' and should put other distractions such as BGR aside
with the movie Queen Elizabeth I as an example of going all out for success
gosh i don't think that i wanna be like Queen Elizabeth I
cause she got 'married' to England
i don't wanna get 'married' to MI
oooh most of the girls were late for PE, including myself
so we had to run (from the basketball court) around the tennis court
so we ran like 3/4 of the basketball court till we came a point where we don't know how to cross over to go around the tennis court
so the whole lot of us (all girls) stand there and stone
until we decided just to run around the basketball court,
but we still had to run around the tennis court though
shemona and i were singing to HSM 2 all the way (((:
once again, fiona,liwen and i were bobbing to the music we plugged in
i could see atiqah and a few other passengers laughing at us who laughed at ourselves hysterically
i bought a big carton of apple juice with aloe vera to help me stay healthy and keep me awake tonight
so far it has done me justice
P.S: Albert i hope you're doing alright! if you have any girly-girl
problems you can always come to me ((((:
and i have no idea how to do Othello
'i'm gonna keep you up all night'
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Sour puss
omg, 'friend' - move on with your life, please
cause i have
why are you still so sour about it ?
cause i have
why are you still so sour about it ?
Sunday morning
poor mother was sick when she woke up, unable to go to work
thank god there were suficient employers at the cafe, so i don't need to go to work today
it's the first sunday that i've stayed at home since ages
and i'm looking forward to youtube-ing and blog-hopping and what nots
not forgetting the endless naps
and mugging too
oh wait, i've already started
bumped into videos of this year's teacher's day concert
the dance was messy, compared to the one during trancendance
ooh i also bumped into last year's teacher's day concert
mr toh and ms foong dancing with the dancers to the song 'music'
gosh they look so hot together with charlotte and the rest of the dancers whom i don't know, crumping and all
the seniors are really really versatile and aweome dancers
it was a lot more happening than this year's concert
gosh i miss dance
moving to the beat and rhythm of the music
with precise timing, style and technique
on demi-pointe, doing chanés and pirouettes and arabesques
doing pumping for sir raj for not having discipline,
ok maybe not so much of that one
i miss dance,
like i miss KC
wearing the uniform, and getting caught for low belts
i miss PAE too
let's just stop here cause this could go on forever and ever and ever....
'if there is a something for everyone'
thank god there were suficient employers at the cafe, so i don't need to go to work today
it's the first sunday that i've stayed at home since ages
and i'm looking forward to youtube-ing and blog-hopping and what nots
not forgetting the endless naps
and mugging too
oh wait, i've already started
bumped into videos of this year's teacher's day concert
the dance was messy, compared to the one during trancendance
ooh i also bumped into last year's teacher's day concert
mr toh and ms foong dancing with the dancers to the song 'music'
gosh they look so hot together with charlotte and the rest of the dancers whom i don't know, crumping and all
the seniors are really really versatile and aweome dancers
it was a lot more happening than this year's concert
gosh i miss dance
moving to the beat and rhythm of the music
with precise timing, style and technique
on demi-pointe, doing chanés and pirouettes and arabesques
doing pumping for sir raj for not having discipline,
ok maybe not so much of that one
i miss dance,
like i miss KC
wearing the uniform, and getting caught for low belts
i miss PAE too
let's just stop here cause this could go on forever and ever and ever....
'if there is a something for everyone'
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Its a typical love story
Its around summer time
When she laid eyes on him
She didn't even know his name
It never crossed her mind
She should have listen to her best friends
They knew it'll be a perfect match
She always made up some excuse
Saying he wasn't her type
Couldn't just face the truth,
Didn't want to cross that path
It's a typical love story
Started out as friends,
They met way back when
This is just a typical love story
The boy she never wanted just steals her heart
She never saw it coming, till it felt so hard
She can't believe it's happening,
The least expected
Her prince under disguise
How he fooled her with his eyes
She never knew that it felt so hard
This is a typical love story
Started out as friends
And this is how it ends ♥
When she laid eyes on him
She didn't even know his name
It never crossed her mind
She should have listen to her best friends
They knew it'll be a perfect match
She always made up some excuse
Saying he wasn't her type
Couldn't just face the truth,
Didn't want to cross that path
It's a typical love story
Started out as friends,
They met way back when
This is just a typical love story
The boy she never wanted just steals her heart
She never saw it coming, till it felt so hard
She can't believe it's happening,
The least expected
Her prince under disguise
How he fooled her with his eyes
She never knew that it felt so hard
This is a typical love story
Started out as friends
And this is how it ends ♥
Friday, September 14, 2007
When it all falls apart
i was staring out at the sunset in the train, with the song of the same title by the veronicas' plugged in
and then suddenly a feeling of sense of something's missing striked me
it's more of an emotional feeling that i have been having since yesterday,
the first day of Ramadan, a holy month where Muslims fast at the same time 'get closer' to God
and i have thought through it:
maybe it's because both of my parents weren't around to break fast with the children for the very first time on the first day of Ramadan
furthermore i have this strong feeling that Ramadan and Hari Raya will not be as joyous as it used to be,
i mean being in a new school and all,
it just feels different
and the fact that there's a family feud going on over money...blah blah...
its so cliché
maybe i'm just feeling nostalgic
and probably tired of school after all that mugging for exams
as well as everything else in life
when i just start to feel good about myself,
something just had to bring me down.
P.S.: Vanessa Ong Xin Yun !!!!
I ♥ YOU many many
Thanks a lot darl, i'll promise that i'll pray for you and Zac
so that sparks would fly between the both of you ((((:
'cause i can't turn to you when it all falls apart'
and then suddenly a feeling of sense of something's missing striked me
it's more of an emotional feeling that i have been having since yesterday,
the first day of Ramadan, a holy month where Muslims fast at the same time 'get closer' to God
and i have thought through it:
maybe it's because both of my parents weren't around to break fast with the children for the very first time on the first day of Ramadan
furthermore i have this strong feeling that Ramadan and Hari Raya will not be as joyous as it used to be,
i mean being in a new school and all,
it just feels different
and the fact that there's a family feud going on over money...blah blah...
its so cliché
maybe i'm just feeling nostalgic
and probably tired of school after all that mugging for exams
as well as everything else in life
when i just start to feel good about myself,
something just had to bring me down.
P.S.: Vanessa Ong Xin Yun !!!!
I ♥ YOU many many
Thanks a lot darl, i'll promise that i'll pray for you and Zac
so that sparks would fly between the both of you ((((:
'cause i can't turn to you when it all falls apart'
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
why night study is only 30% effective
1) cute boys as a distraction
2) melvin singing as a distraction
3) melvin singing hip-hop songs as a distraction
4) watching edward lip-syncing as a distraction
5) people walking around as a distraction
6) posessing junk food as a distraction
7) the teachers patrolling as a distraction
8) talking to your friends as a distraction
9) laughing at people head-banging and bobbing to the music plugged in as a distraction
10) a particular cute boy who keep staring at you as the biggest distraction
and yet i still go for night study.
oooh, i also drew on both of fariz's arm
its all pink and blue and orange
oooh and britney spears' new single sounds as if she's having sex
go check it out.
'give it to me more,give it to me'
2) melvin singing as a distraction
3) melvin singing hip-hop songs as a distraction
4) watching edward lip-syncing as a distraction
5) people walking around as a distraction
6) posessing junk food as a distraction
7) the teachers patrolling as a distraction
8) talking to your friends as a distraction
9) laughing at people head-banging and bobbing to the music plugged in as a distraction
10) a particular cute boy who keep staring at you as the biggest distraction
and yet i still go for night study.
oooh, i also drew on both of fariz's arm
its all pink and blue and orange
oooh and britney spears' new single sounds as if she's having sex
go check it out.
'give it to me more,give it to me'
Friday, September 7, 2007
Birthday Shoutouts
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHING CHING AND DADDY !!!
i had lotsa fun at ching's party on wednesday
i got her this wallet which says 'what is this?' in the front
and at the back it says 'this is a cat', with a lame pic of a cat
i think it's cute, i hope she likes it
Thursday, September 6, 2007
The Resort
pictures courtesy of reyi ♥ dee, van and rach
i ♥ van,rach and dee
i ♥ rach, dee and van
i ♥ rachel's house
i want rachel's pool
so the latest and juciest gossips were told, thus work not done
i can't wait for our future sleepovers and travel plans together ((((:
'remember when you made me crazy, remember how i'd made you scream'
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Emotional
everyone's all emotional and depressed and suicidal and what-not
we all have rough patches in our lives
so live with it
angela said that my blog entries are mainly happy stuff
well, that's cause all my sad, emo stuff are all on drafts and not published
to think of it, i don't really have a lot of emo stuff
- probably more complaints than emo entries
gosh, kc girls are a lot more cheerful than most other people
like for real, they are
we all have rough patches in our lives
so live with it
angela said that my blog entries are mainly happy stuff
well, that's cause all my sad, emo stuff are all on drafts and not published
to think of it, i don't really have a lot of emo stuff
- probably more complaints than emo entries
gosh, kc girls are a lot more cheerful than most other people
like for real, they are
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
I ♥ MY GIRLS
rach♥maira♥van♥deeafter 93937562133735496293856 hours of not seeing each other
finally we're gonna meet up
fyi, zac efron is dating vanessa hudgens,
not vanessa ong,
and yes deepana, that fella's way too short for you,
and rachel i agree, my life's like a dramatic movie
'we should still get jerseys, 'cause we make a great team'
Identity
i have a new identity
screw being someone's ex-girlfriend
now i'm the boss's daughter
mess with me and you'll have to deal with the boss, or even the bigger boss
and trust me, you don't wanna deal with the bigger boss
'we should get jerseys, 'cause we make a great team'
screw being someone's ex-girlfriend
now i'm the boss's daughter
mess with me and you'll have to deal with the boss, or even the bigger boss
and trust me, you don't wanna deal with the bigger boss
'we should get jerseys, 'cause we make a great team'
Monday, September 3, 2007
Mother-Daughter time
mother: wah the aunty thought that we are sisters. why you look so old
me : i got eyebags already .... that's why i look old ... but your eyebags bigger than mine
mother: so... you got more acne than me
me : basket
mother : you have school on monday right
me : yup, you can ask farrah to help out
mother : eee, i don't want your sister, she fail her maths. later she count money wrongly how ?
work has been fun, especially when your mom's the boss
its as if i'm not even going to work,
more like continuous sessions of girly conversations
plus i am forced to do my school work under such environment, especially when my mom monitors what i do
plus plus i get to interact with all sorts of people, which i realize i enjoy doing
plus plus plus i can oogle at some hotties at the same time.
and my mom keeps gushing about the car my dad bought for her
despite not getting her licence yet
so the new posh black Honda car is parked at the main garage just for show, but my dad drives it now and then just to 'get a taste of what it feels like'
and the older car which was bought only a year ago is parked outside the house, pretty abandoned...
wait ~ why am i blogging about this??
so anyway, now i know where i got my bitchy, bimbo, girly-ism from
one wonders how my sister, the black emo freak, is such a contrast to my mom and i who's more vibrant and talkative
ooohhh, the most super unexpected person viewed my friendster profile
it seems so out of the blue,
due to my huge ego and his even humongous ego,
we just refuse to add each other
eventhough we sort of knew each other
and we even took a train ride together
how hilarious can life get?
'do it like you do it to me'
me : i got eyebags already .... that's why i look old ... but your eyebags bigger than mine
mother: so... you got more acne than me
me : basket
mother : you have school on monday right
me : yup, you can ask farrah to help out
mother : eee, i don't want your sister, she fail her maths. later she count money wrongly how ?
work has been fun, especially when your mom's the boss
its as if i'm not even going to work,
more like continuous sessions of girly conversations
plus i am forced to do my school work under such environment, especially when my mom monitors what i do
plus plus i get to interact with all sorts of people, which i realize i enjoy doing
plus plus plus i can oogle at some hotties at the same time.
and my mom keeps gushing about the car my dad bought for her
despite not getting her licence yet
so the new posh black Honda car is parked at the main garage just for show, but my dad drives it now and then just to 'get a taste of what it feels like'
and the older car which was bought only a year ago is parked outside the house, pretty abandoned...
wait ~ why am i blogging about this??
so anyway, now i know where i got my bitchy, bimbo, girly-ism from
one wonders how my sister, the black emo freak, is such a contrast to my mom and i who's more vibrant and talkative
ooohhh, the most super unexpected person viewed my friendster profile
it seems so out of the blue,
due to my huge ego and his even humongous ego,
we just refuse to add each other
eventhough we sort of knew each other
and we even took a train ride together
how hilarious can life get?
'do it like you do it to me'
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Employed
I am paid $5 / per hour
to sit and collect other people's money
plus i can do my own work
how fun.
work starts tomorrow
fyi, the money goes to Humaira's Shopping Fund (HSF)
'baby if you strip, you can get a tip'
to sit and collect other people's money
plus i can do my own work
how fun.
work starts tomorrow
fyi, the money goes to Humaira's Shopping Fund (HSF)
'baby if you strip, you can get a tip'
"I'm Real (Remix)"
- Jennifer Lopez feat. Ja Rule
(What's my motherfuckin' name?)R-U-L-E
(Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game)
And the game done chose me
(To bring pain to pussy niggaz and pussy hoes, it's one in the same)
Ever since you told me
(There's only room for two, I've been makin' less room for you)
Now only God can hold me
(Hug me, love me, judge me, the only Man that hovers above me, holla)
I met so many men and
It's like their all the same
My appetite for lovin'
Is now my hunger pain
And when I'm feelin' sexy
Who's gonna comfort me
My only problem is
Their insecurity
(Tired of bein' alone) Yeah, yeah
(Sick of arguin on the phone) Yeah, yeah
(Are you tellin' all your friends) Yeah, yeah
(That your nigga don't understand) My love
Cause I'm real(The way you walk, the way you move, the way you talk)
Cause I'm real(The way you stare, the way you look, your style, your hair)Cause I'm real(The way you smile, the way you smell, it drives me wild)Cause I'm realAnd I can't go on without you
Girl, I've been thinkin' bout this relationship
And I wanna know is this as good as it gets
Cause we've been through the worst times and the best times
But it was our time, even if it was part-time
Now they've been lookin' at me, smilin' at me, laughin' like we wasn't happy
But not knowin', ever growin' and we're gettin' married
Hard lovin' and straight thuggin'
Bitch, I ain't doin' this shit for nuttin'I'm here to get it poppin', hoppin, let's ride up in the Benz
Hair blowin' in the wind, sun glistenin' off my skin, hey
I'm nasty, heh, you know me
But you still don't fuck with your baby
Now people lovin' me and hatin' me, treatin' me ungratefully
But not knowin' that they ain't makin' or breakin' me
My life I live it to the limit and I love it
Now I can breathe again, baby, now I can breathe again
Now people screamin' what the deal with you and so and so
I tell them niggas, mind their biz, but they don't hear me though
Cause I live my life to the limit and I love itNow I could breathe again, baby, now I could breathe again
gosh, this is the most manja song i have ever heard.
nonetheless, i ♥ it anyway.
(What's my motherfuckin' name?)R-U-L-E
(Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game)
And the game done chose me
(To bring pain to pussy niggaz and pussy hoes, it's one in the same)
Ever since you told me
(There's only room for two, I've been makin' less room for you)
Now only God can hold me
(Hug me, love me, judge me, the only Man that hovers above me, holla)
I met so many men and
It's like their all the same
My appetite for lovin'
Is now my hunger pain
And when I'm feelin' sexy
Who's gonna comfort me
My only problem is
Their insecurity
(Tired of bein' alone) Yeah, yeah
(Sick of arguin on the phone) Yeah, yeah
(Are you tellin' all your friends) Yeah, yeah
(That your nigga don't understand) My love
Cause I'm real(The way you walk, the way you move, the way you talk)
Cause I'm real(The way you stare, the way you look, your style, your hair)Cause I'm real(The way you smile, the way you smell, it drives me wild)Cause I'm realAnd I can't go on without you
Girl, I've been thinkin' bout this relationship
And I wanna know is this as good as it gets
Cause we've been through the worst times and the best times
But it was our time, even if it was part-time
Now they've been lookin' at me, smilin' at me, laughin' like we wasn't happy
But not knowin', ever growin' and we're gettin' married
Hard lovin' and straight thuggin'
Bitch, I ain't doin' this shit for nuttin'I'm here to get it poppin', hoppin, let's ride up in the Benz
Hair blowin' in the wind, sun glistenin' off my skin, hey
I'm nasty, heh, you know me
But you still don't fuck with your baby
Now people lovin' me and hatin' me, treatin' me ungratefully
But not knowin' that they ain't makin' or breakin' me
My life I live it to the limit and I love it
Now I can breathe again, baby, now I can breathe again
Now people screamin' what the deal with you and so and so
I tell them niggas, mind their biz, but they don't hear me though
Cause I live my life to the limit and I love itNow I could breathe again, baby, now I could breathe again
gosh, this is the most manja song i have ever heard.
nonetheless, i ♥ it anyway.
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