I feel like every single happy moment I used to possess is going down the drain. Because of Malay. I mean to say, I don't have any grudges towards Malay or whatsoever, but I just loathed the process of studying for Malay A's. It's like so tedious, and it is absolutely disgusting. Call me whatever you want. But I'm here to just rant on and on about the tediousness about studying for Malay. Sometimes, I wonder if I had been dumb enough to reject the call to take Higher Malay in Sec 1. I wished I had done that. I knew then that I wanted to go to a JC, and that if I were to take higher malay, I wouldn't have to take it now. Maybe if I had taken it back then, I would not have to go through this horrendous process. But ah, boy, am I glad to get it over and done with. No more malay lessons after this Friday. Yeay! Rejoice, y'all.

I still have not given my answer to Rai as to whether I would be joining them all for jalan raya this Sunday. I'm too lazy la. You know me. After madrasah, I would head straight home and prepare for the next day by resting. Not by spending the rest of my afternoon knocking on people's doors and chatting and eating and whatever else. Seriously, I'm just to lazy. That's the bottomline. And Rai, I rest firm on my decision. I AM NOT GOING TO JOIN YOU GUYS. SORRY.There. I had made my stand clear and I would not be swayed easily. That's me for you.

I hate my life currently. What with OP and Malay exam this Friday. You think it's easy? Wait till you see the condition I'm in now. Wait till you see the day I will breakdown and cry in front of my mates. Wait till you see the day when all my hair got pulled out from it's roots. There I will be found. Only then will you realise how harshly life is treating me.

Can't you see me hurting right now? Where are you when I need you the most??

People get wrong ideas about us just because we talked and talked. And we're within each other's vicinity. This sucks.

My shoes got stolen - AGAIN! Woah! This is the second time my shoes got stolen at night! First, it was my Converse shoes, and now, it's my Reebok running shoes! What the friggin' hell. I don't believe anyone is that poor to not even able to afford a simple pair of shoes. I was like fuming this morning. What a great way to start the day. I had already arranged my shoes outside the door, with my purple pair of socks inside it. I thought that it would be safe to just leave it there, as I had already done that like so many times, and everything was quite alright. But then, this morning, when I wanted to wear my shoes, the shoes were gone, but the socks were there. What the freakin' toot that person must've been. I mean, why my shoes of all shoes? The nonya opposite had loads of shoes stacked in front of the house, and it's those kind of sexy kitten heels and whatnots, and of all shoes, he/she had to steal my frumpy pair of Reeboks. Woah! What an idiotic fella. Like it isn't enough that he/she stole my Converse shoes like months before. This is bad. I think I should complain to the authorities, and maybe Dr Vivian Balakrishnan, can do something about this problem, with regards to me. If I ever catch that fella, I'll strangle him/her and chop his/her body into pieces and cook curry, but I would never eat/consume anything as revolting as that. Woah! I am like so mad right now!!!!!

Thanks for hearing me out.

Apparently there were some errors publishing my pictures. Maybe it's time to send the lappie for servicing.

So anyways, I went hari raya visiting with my whole family sans my sister. We went to four houses, and these were my dad's relatives, i.e his aunts and uncles and cousins. There's more houses to cover, but some went out while others were out working. On a Saturday. I went to Kak Ani's house, where nyaii Tit was sick because of gastric, I think. And then went to Bibik Su's mom's house and then to Yaii Ayie's house and then to my uncle's house and then grandmomma's house and then back home, where mak ngah came and then she took me to nyaii's house. And now here I am, in short, fresh and just bathed. And no, I ain't planning to sleep anytime now.

And I have not even ironed my clothes for tomorrow's kenduri tahlil for arwah yaii. Tsk tsk. I have not even gotten my scarf ready. The only thing that's ready is my handbag with my phone and stuff the likes.

Ok, I think this entry is pretty short. But so what...

Farhana: Don't worry la girl. Dia takkan tahu punya. I mean, what can he do even when he finds out? The worst pun break la. But then again, we won't want to lose such a caring guy, would we? When he loves us so much, right? I don't think we can handle our hearts being broken at this time right? What should we do huh?

It rained when I went back home yesterday. I was like unglam, and I know it. By the way, Jamie Princess, thanks for the umbrella. It had its own uses. Like duh. Because as I would find out later, much much later, Mr Eye Candy was running from the MRT station back to the school. And he was running in the rain. And he saw me walking towards the MRT station as he was running. Ok, I'm being complicated here. Simply put, he was running in the opposite direction as I am. He saw ME! Yeay! And what's more, he smiled! AT ME! Woohoo! I tell you, it was such a nice feeling. For me, at least. And when I thought that he would continue running after running past me, he didn't. I mean, he continued running, but he was looking at me. Woah! Can you feel me blush yet???

If he ever reads this, which I hope not, I'm screwed. For life.

But boy, am I glad he knows I exist!!!!

You know, we had to go for an NE tour yesterday. Let me tell you, it was way boring. We visited An-Nahdhah Mosque, which is in Bishan, some Hindu temple which is at Toa Payoh, but apparently was closed, this Shuang Lin Monastery at Toa Payoh, and the HDB Hub. Ok, it wasn't that boring, but it was enough to make us all moan and groan. Like hello?! What's the point of making us go to places like this? How is it that some classes got the chance to go to places like the Sook Ching Massacre Site (or whatever the name is) and the Supreme Court? I thought we're supposed to go there since majority of my classmates take History. It's like so unfair that some got to go as far as Changi while we lingered around central Singapore. This is in no way an NE journey! This is like imposing a death sentence to us, and make us look at things like the Fabric of the Nation (oh for heaven's sake, that's like eons ago!). Like we're supposed to grow horns with the name 'Patriotism' on it. All we could do was stare at the fabric thingie and comment and be caustic about it, like how ugly or 'nice' the images are. You wouldn't believe what a childish bunch our people are (excluding me). Tell me, is Hello Kitty an apt representation of Singapore? Tsk tsk. I saw bears and more bears on the cloth, some looking spastic, while others looking deformed. Severe case, I tell ya. And what's even worst was that we had to feast our eyes on 23 of those big panels with the fabric stuck on it. I feel so bad for the community, but hey, I gotta be truthful about this.

They always say that history repeats itself. I guess that's true to an extent.

toodles!

Oh whee! I have finally changed the dark and claustrophobic blogskin to this! At least it's nicer, though I kind of think that the background looks a tad too wallpaper-ish. But anyhoos, I love it. Plus, the words are easier to read, like clearer. Rejoice y'all who've been bugging me about the font. Now you shan't complain about the un-readable words. Nyehs...

I think I'm going to go visit my relatives (read: Dad's uncles and aunties and their families) tomorrow. I have no idea what to wear! This is so irritating. I kinda wished I own a boutique where I can have all the clothes I want to wear and all the shoes in the world. But anyhoos, I'm digressing. I think that they're gonna make me do 'National Service' (read: help them around the house) if I fail to turn up at their houses, since I didn't go visiting that much last year because of O Levels.

Oh yeah, by the way, did I mention that OP sucks. Yeah. It does. I hate it.

I can finally feel the joy of hari raya, when I met a couple of malay mates in school just now, and all of us were like wishing each other "Selamat Hari Raya." It's like so cool, when every malay student in AJ is so close knitted, and we all know each other like since we were born or something. I don't know about you, but I'm loving it.

Wei Vien gave me a very pretty card for hari raya. Man, this gal's something, I'm telling ya. Thanks dear! The card was nice. =)

Ok, I just found out that I had to submit the first draft of Insights and Reflections the day after hari raya, which is on a Wednesday. Man, why so last minute???? I'm so friggin' angry, but I won't let it destroy my festive mood. So right now, I'm doing my I & R, since I figured that I won't be able to do it tomorrow, or even rush through it. By the way, did I mention that I produce good last minute work?

Selamat Hari Raya to all my Muslim friends. Kalau ada salah silap mahupun terkasar bahasa, harap dimaafkan. Halalkan makan minum ye...Minal aidil walfaizin. Enjoy your holiday!

Salam sayang,
Shakirah

1) I wanted a Guy Laroche bag but I got a Renoma one instead
2) Jimmy Choos, but I got a Charlotte instead

Ok, that's so random. I'm so glad I got new heels and bag!!!!! All smiles, everyone! Here comes the Diva!!

::Eww...that's so revolting. Was that me???::

Call me materialistic if you want. I don't care. I know I'm not like that. These things so happen that they are my wants. Not needs.

2 DAYS TO HARI RAYA

I just realised that my countdown to raya is wrong all the way. But never mind about that. I'm not friendly with numbers anyway.

Just a quick update: Was terribly busy yesterday. Note the bold word: TERRIBLY. I helped mamma bake chocolate cakes and this funny cake with raisins in it the whole of yesterday. Well, actually, we spent half the day yesterday in the kitchen. I learned something from this experience: I HATE GREASE WASHING!!!! Come on la, my hands were like slippery and the soap was all over the place. Bleargh. Some nice experience. And I thought baking was fun. Apparently, it was the opposite. But, but, I think I enjoyed it. Heh...Go figure.

Yesterday was Isyah's birthday. And I didn't come to school on Friday because I was too lazy to go. And because of that, I couldn't deliver the birthday gift. And I thought that maybe Isyah was disappointed. But, she's cool, at least, that was what I think so.

Note to self: OP sucks big time. I hate thinking on my feet, though I'd like to think that I'm witty, and that's what people say so anyways. I screwed up Q & A during the first rehearsal. I don't even know what the question was about! And to top things up, Jay (the coach) was like giggling and check out his bald head, man! It's so shiny you can see your reflection. Sorry, no offense to those bald people.. :/

toodles!

Yay! Here I am, again, after nearly killing myself cleaning the whole house. Boy, that was hard work. But at least I'm done with my spring cleaning, and the house sure looks better now.

So, as I was vacuuming the dining room, I was thinking about what I saw yesterday when I entered Lot 1 with Rau after school. We saw two malay girls, eating a McFlurry each. Let me tell you, it made me mad. Ok, not to that extent until I was like cursing them all, but me and Rau were pretty much talking about it long after. Hello?! They were like eating during Ramadhan, in PUBLIC!

As if that wasn't bad enough, there's like a lot of Chinese people who were at the mall, and I assumed that they saw these two malay girls eating a McFlurry. And let me add a little spice: These girls are secondary school girls who looked like they were at least 15 years of age.

Oi, korang, mak bapak korang tak ajar korang pasal puasa ke? Kalau korang uzur ke sekalipun, makanlah kat rumah ke, kat toilet ke, tapi dalam banyak-banyak tempat, korang kena makan kat luar, kat depan khalayak ramai pulak tu! Korang tak tahu malu ke? Korang kan tahu nama baik Islam dah dicemar, korang nak add tension lagi ke pe? Isy...ni memang muka korang tebal sangat. Agaknyer kalau kena tempeleng pun korang tak rasa sakit. Memang dah naik bosan aku tengok korang dengan species sama macam korang makan kat luar. Dunia ni nak dekat kiamat, taubatlah sikit. Habis tu, bila tak puasa, time datang raya je, sambut raya happy-happy, nak pakai baju glamour la, kasut Cinderella la... Meluat seh tengok perangai korang. Korang tak tau ke, hari raya tu khas untuk menyambut kemenangan orang yang telah berpuasa selama sebulan, bukan untuk orang yang tak puasa.

Ok, lots of assumptions made, but I think you get my point.

Certain things, I can't stand.

3 DAYS TO HARI RAYA

I predictably skipped school today, like gone AWOL or something. I just don't have the mood to attend lessons for the whole of today, even though I knew we are going to get back our results slip and I knew that the principal is going to talk about the atrocious results during Mass Civics. I just can't stand school ever since the exams ended, which is kinda ironical. School's damn crappy these days, like half of the day is spent on lessons and the other half is on PW. Then, by the time we got home, it's like close to 7pm, and when I pray terawih and everything else, which ends at around 9.30pm odd, I'm absolutely poofed out, and I'm "approaching bedtime the way I assume marathoners reach the finishing line." Ok, you AJ peeps, you knew where that was coming from. The GP passage. Heh. Some things never change.

Anyhoos, at least I'm happy to note that I had submitted the lengthy Written Report yesterday. That's cause for joy. It feels like a huge load is taken off my back. I'm so happy, and I can't wait for OP! Because that means the December hols are approaching.

My plans for today? I intended to clean the entire house, since I haven't been washing the dishes since the start of this fasting month. Ok, wait, let me rephrase that. I offered to clean the house, and that means polishing the wooden cabinets and vacuuming the floor and polishing the bookshelf and washing the toilets and clean the kitchen and wipe the stove and keep the dry plates. Woah. I don't know how I'm going to achieve that, all by myself, since I can't really rely on my 5 year old brother to do it. And oh, I forgot to add something else: I have to dump the clothes in the washing machine and hang them on the bamboo poles and fold the dry clothes. Whee! I can't wait to get started.

Somehow I know I will survive. Period.

By the way, Yihan's and Kan Yu's phone rocks la..I seize the chance to play the racing car game on their handphones whenever I've got time to spare. I'm really something, man..

5 DAYS TO HARI RAYA

I've got people coming up to me, asking, "Eh Shak. Why your blog got countdown to hari raya?" Well, I just replied saying that it's my way of saying that I'm actually very excited, well, not that excited, but more excited than usual, let's just put it that way, yah?

Just now, after History, practically my whole class was in the Reading Room, waiting for 2.45pm to come. I can say proudly that we were the noisiest bunch of people, and nopity nope, we don't feel the least bit guilty for making learning unconducive for any of the poor J2s, or J1s for that matter. Heh...evil people we are. I know. One of my mates come up to me when I was walking out of the room, and he asked, "Shak! Why are your classmates so noisy?" For the record, he's a Science student. Yes, I socialise, my dears. I just replied curtly, "Well, [shan't insert his name here for protection of his identity], if Arts students are mute, then it spells T-R-O-U-B-L-E." And I wasn't even joking. I mean, it's true, and it has been proven. We are talkers. Sweet talkers, perhaps. But generally a bunch of people debating their way through, twisting their words every now and then. Heh. Like as if the Science peeps are not like that. They're just not that noisy, get my drift? Which brings me to my next point. Vic and the rest of the 3206 bunch of people were sitting at this corner table, and they started talking. Well, it sounded more like debating to me. And Momo was like, "See? This is what happens when you get a bunch of debaters together. They started arguing about why the table is rectangular and not square. They can talk on and on and on...bla bla bla.

Ok, I'm tired from typing the WR and playing Marble Blast Gold and typing this entry.

You know what? I AM GOING TO BE PROMOTED TO J2 NEXT YEAR! Rejoice, y'all who loves me....<3

Sometimes, I wonder if I'm ever going to get out of this whole sticky AJ mess. Maybe the hell-hole that I've stepped into will only end when I complete my two-year course. What a sad and pathetic life we've created for ourselves...

Irritating Pests

6 DAYS TO HARI RAYA!!

You know, my PW group was so crazy yesterday. Me and Marlene were doing the powerpoint slides for the Oral Presentation today, while Yuan Han and Momo were rushing through with draft 10 of the Written Report. So, basically, neither wasn't a collective group effort, but anyhoos, it still looks the same even with collective group effort or not.

So, today, for History, first period, we had to go to the library, and I just returned from there after an hour of extensive research on the 6 principal organs of the United Nations, which includes the UN Security Council, the Trusteeship Council, the ECOSOC, the General Assembly, the Secretariat and the International Court of Justice. This retard me only completed like 5 of 6 of the above mentioned items, and I had no idea what the International Court of Justice do, except that they control justice or something to that extent. You get my drift, yeah. Anyways, that's not even the worst part yet. I was hoping on my toes like total silence, since I can't do quality research if there's too much noise. The library auntie kept walking in and out of the IT room and she was wearing this sandals that made a lot of noise. It goes something like this, "Clack clack clack clack clack.." and you can multiply that by billions and trillions of time. I tell you, it was irritating, until I had this mad urge to like scream "Shut Up!". But, I had good anger management, unless, that is what I would like myself to think so. Wah, it was like so unbearable and I had to read this line like 5 times before I can fully understand what it's saying, " The Trusteeship Council examine and discuss reports from the Administering Authority on the political, economic, social and educational advancement of the peoples of Trust Territories and, in consultation with the Administering Authority, to examine petitions from and undertake periodic and other special missions to Trust Territories."

Like hello, I'm trying to concentrate here...

I am still trying to change my style of writing. I think it's not at all structured because often, my thoughts are all over the place and I have the tendency to just blurt out a new idea without making myself clear. Like a cut out from a book.

So, I'm learning to paragraph my thoughts first before I organise them. But of course, I don't need a thesis for this. Heheh...

Anyhoos, like I said, I got back History yesterday, and when I calculated together with my Mid Year marks, I realised that I had gotten a mark of 44.5. Like hello? I just need like 0.5 marks to pass to get that Egrade. I really do hope my meticulous assignments will help me get that E. I really hope so. Then, I jsut need another H2 pass to get promoted. I hope I pass Malay too, or else, I'm screwed.

Note to Fitrah aka Fit-wah: I can't help it if I write long entries. You know, I always talk a lot, as much as I write.

To all AJ Malay students: I heard about some of your results. Have faith. I'm positive that none of us are going to get retained.

Since I've said my last words, I think I better get off this unit now before other PW groups scream at me for wasting my time on the computer. I really feel so socially irresponsible and greedy. Wokays, it's time to get my Econs paper. Wish me luck. I hope I pass. Not just a just pass grade but a good pass grade, cos I need to compensate for my atrocious mid year marks.

:/

I tell you: Momo's laptop is so cool! I am updating this entry, for the second time today, from Momo's laptop! Whee! And he's away, I think MIA-ing for quite some time. Carpe diem!

I got back my History results, not too bad, but not too good either. According to Yuan Han, I need another 6 marks to get that E. That's pathetic. I really do hope that I would be able to pass my Lit and Econs. At least a high D. Then, I'll be grateful. Very grateful. According to Marlene, the school will moderate the promotion criteria, like 1H2 and 2H1 passes in order to be promoted to J2. I really do hope that that information is true, cos I want to graduate with my batch of friends, and not the next batch!

7 DAYS TO HARI RAYA

I don't know if this raya is going to be as eventful as the last one, even though I was taking my O Levels in the midst of hari raya-ing. Heh. According to mum, the first day of raya will be reserved for tahlil kenduri arwah yaii. I'm fine with it, really. Just don't make me wash the dishes. I don't want to get my *beautiful* clothes all wet. Sheesh. I sound spoilt. But seriously, everytime during raya, especially at my nyaii's place, where the family and their families and whoever else can spill out until the corridor. There's like a lot of people congregating at one place simply because nyaii is the eldest. And without fail, every year, I have to either (a)Wash the dishes, i.e. cups and bowls and plates, (b)Serve drinks, (c)Refill the kuih and cookies so that it would not be empty for the guests to eat and then carry it to the living room, or (d)Make the drinks, in any case, I don't know how to make tea. Just milo.

I went to buy my heels for raya. It's like so gorgeous because it's silver and I lovie love silver! Like seriously, it's diamante and all, kind of sweet if you ask me. I didn't check out the price, until I paid for it. Tsk tsk. I don't know if that's good or bad. But either ways, I find it prettaye and very attention-seeking. Heh. Beware you freaks of silver. I'm coming my way.

The AJ Open House went pretty well, and I kind of messed up my steps, but only for the first performance, maybe because I'm nervous and all. Apart from the performance, I have to honestly say that it's boring, and it looks like a cliche open house carnival straight out of a book. You know those gigantic balloons which they place some air thingie underneath? The one which keeps floating? Yeah. That's pathetic, simply because it's blue and yellow. AJ's famous for that, trust me. But what was more exciting was that I got a real good look at my eye candy like dozens and millions and trillions of times, and on some occasions, he saw me dancing on stage. I was like, "Whee!". It was good, mind you. I knew this time, there wasn't any hair out of place or I looked like I just emerged from a disaster, like say, a hurricane or a typhoon. I knew I looked pretty good. But boy, I really felt like dying from heat exhaustion and extreme thirst because it was such a hot day, what with the haze and everything else, and to add onto that, I was fasting. Ok, I'll not complain that much because I've faced worser conditions when I was in secondary school, but now, it's much different because it's been a long time since I experienced extremities like that, even though I have been fasting when I should. Confused? Perhaps. But you know what? That's not my problem.

I got back my GP, in which I passed, with an E, and my Math, in which, whose result I don't even want to post it here because it is so horrendously terrible and I hope that that will be my only Ugly grade in my report slip. If anyone is sharp enough, they will notice what I get for Math. Terrible. Absolutely Ugly. I think I will be getting back my History paper later, and according to highly (un)reliable sources, a lot of us did pretty badly for the paper. Gosh! What a disaster. And add Econs to that, which also, according to (un)reliable sources, 1 out of 10 idiots passed with an E. Seriously, are they out to promote or retain us?They can't possibly retain the whole cohort right? Look at it this way: If they retain the whole cohort, they can save money on Orientation next year. Because we will already have been well-versed with the school and it's policies.

Much as I hate to admit it, what I've done so far was laying out future possibilities if I ever fail my exams, which I hope not. I think my brains are already started to feel like jelly, and it's now time for my judgement. Till then. Hope for the best, ok?

I went to Sufyan's blog and did this quiz, though I think that it's kind of lame. But hey, anything in the name of FUN!

Check out my results:

A test on how much of a loser I am. Sheesh, I'm not even 50% a loser, let alone a 100%!



A test on how nerdy I am. I am not even part of the nerd crowd. Is that supposed to be good or bad?



I refused to do the stupid test. Because I know that I am sometimes. Heh...

Anyways, don't believe this whole junk. It's supposed to be some light-hearted thingie..

One fine day, when boredom took over Shakirah, this was what happened...


1)


2)


3)


See? The wonders of a $174 calculator. If I don't pass Math, I am so screwed....

P.S.: To satisfy anyone's curiosity on what the heck the background was, it was my Econs tutorial notes. Sheesh..I am so cheapskate and desperate...

WIPPEEE!!!! I CAN FINALLY SCREAM AND YELL "FREEDOM!" AFTER 7 MONTHS OF TOILING AND DIGGING MY OWN GRAVE.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE DAY HAS FINALLY ARRIVED. THE DAY ALL JC1 STUDENTS ARE ALL WAITING FOR... THE END OF PROMOS! CHEERS, EVERYONE WHO THINKS THAT THEY HAVE FINALLY BEEN SEPARATED FROM HELL! WHEE!

THE FEELING IS SIMPLY SUPERB, AND I ASSURE YOU, THIS IS EVEN BETTER THAN GETTING DONE AND OVER WITH THE O LEVELS. THIS IS THE PROMOS WE ARE TALKING ABOUT, MIND YOU!

Ok, some might scoff at the excessive use of bold capitalized words, but hey, this really calls for a celebration. Finally, the day we've all been waiting for - the Post-Promo activities. One whole week of non-studying, non-mugging and non-digging-our-own-graves. Wippeee!!!!

Who would be so gracious as to offer that kind of activities like the cool hip hop (in which I signed up for, along with my other three partners in crime, Isyah, Farhana and Hilyah), and more weird and fun activities?

I'm telling ya: Nobody does it like AJ!

Woots! I love my school. (and it's not common for Shark to say that she loviiee love her school, hokays...)

:D

Taufik returned to camp today after maghrib. Before that, I think I saw him shave and I remembered staring at him, fascinated. Haha..nothing to do la..

Since tomorrow's my history paper and I've been mugging my head off since morning, I think I shall continue with Intan's survey. Boy, it sure took long for me to complete that survey. Heheh..

If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?
Fullerton Hotel, but that's until I can find some better place, like more grand? Maybe the void deck?

Do you give in easily when you are fighting?
That depends on the guy. If he's silent, I'll shut up. If he quarrels with me, then I'll not forgive him until he shuts up. Hurhur..

Do you have feelings for someone right now?
Yes. But I shan't say anything.

Have you ever wished that you could have someone but you messed it up?
No. Let bygones be bygones. We can't retrieve back what we lost.

Have you ever broken a heart?
Literally, no. Metaphorically, I don't know. Why not you try asking around?

If one day, your best friend falls in love with the person you are deeply in love with, what would you do?
1) Smash her head against the wall
2) Punch her stomach and nose
3) Kick her shins
4) Pull her hair
5) Say "I'm sorry. That was good, wasn't it?" and walk away.

Are you missing someone now?
Yes. Very badly. Period.

Now, you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs. Write their names down below.
- Raudhah
- Sufyan
- Deebz
I can't count.. 3 will do.

See? I told you the answers are unsatisfactory. . .

I shall share photos of my cousins and me and whoever's lucky to have their photos here yeah? These photos were taken when I was at my nyaii's house for the past three days. About the survey, some other time, ok?


Paman Mala, daddy's younger brother


The Holocaust which I came back to after the History paper. See? I told you, digging a grave is no joke. Everyone's zonked out after that


Cousins meeting. When I wasn't there. Bless that history paper.


Amira, my 12 year old cousin, and ME!!!!


Amalina (the one looking at the cam), the one who's 1 year younger than me, with my sis, apparently fascinated with the game boy


Another meeting! The one in orange is my eldest cousin who's in NS, Taufik


Me and my primary four cousin, Khairuddin! A fan of the army and the guns...Mwahahahhhh..

"The tables had turned. My voice rang with a confidence I did not feel. Noorah had no way of knowing if I possessed the behind-the-scenes power that could accomplish my threats. She would celebrate if her son divorced me; she would be mortified if I were the one to seek a divorce. It is difficult, but not impossible, for a woman in Arabia to divorce her husband. Since my father was a prince closer in blood to our first king than Kareem's father, Noorah had a moment of fear that I could be successful in my claim to call for Muneer's punishment. She had no knowledge that my father would more likely turn me out of our home for my imprudence, and that I would have nowhere to turn."

-Adapted from 'Princess' by Jean Sasson, Bantam Books.

Do read this book, if you are interested in customs and things like that. You may borrow the book from me if you want. Only applicable to AJCians, since I see you people like everyday. =D

I shall continue ranting about the survey - painstakingly. Disclaimer: You don't like the answers? Shut down your computer.

Would you ever consider adoption?
No. Definitely not. In whatever circumstances. Why take someone else's child when you can have your own, and at the same time, think, "Man, I was this cute before!" Heh..Wouldn't that be something?

If someone likes you right now, what would you think would be the best way for you to know of his/her feelings?
Ahh...well, he can say, "Erm, Shak, I like you a lot - really. No joke." And he can give me anything but flowers, cos I'm allergic to those. Chocolates would be best. And one more thing: Only the people who like me a lot call me 'Shak'.

Do you enjoy getting into a relationship?
Yeah, why not? As long as it's a two-way thing, I've got no qualms about that.

Be honest, what is the furtherest thing you and your ex did?
First of all, there's no such word as 'furtherest'. No offense. Secondly, I refuse to mention anything. Heh. Not obligated to.

Do you believe in love at first sight?
No, cos that would mean you don't really love the person. You gotta love the personality before the looks, hunny..

Are you romantic?
Considering that I'm a true woman, I would go with a 'yes'. It depends on the situation la..

Do you believe you can change someone?
Oh yeah..I changed Hady from a normal being to a Singapore Idol.

Ok. Time out. Let me rest my brain. I'll provide the 3rd instalment when I finished typing out this excerpt from a book, ok?

Ok, since I have one last paper to go, which is on Monday, I decided that I would try to answer whatever survey Intan wanted me to do. Note that 99.995 of the time, the answers are NOT satisfactory. Here goes...

Single, taken, crushing?
Single and unavailable. Period. Maybe at a later stage. Just not now.

Are you happy with your life now?
Oh yeah...Who wouldn't, when they've got their friends and families? Cliche, I know..

When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him/her fast?
No. It takes time for me to know the right person, because he may be wrong person after all...And 'love' is subjective. Period.

Have you ever had your heart broken?
Yes? When my grandfather passed away? Heh...

Do you believe that there are circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?
Definitely not. Love is supposed to be about honesty and trust between two people. However, you may cheat when you think your boyfriend/girlfriend is such a sucker and he/she keeps clinging on to you. Irritating.

Have you ever talked about marriage with another before?
Yeah. Everyone, meet the man. Abang Indra. Hot, hip, cool and happening guy! Ta-da! We talked about his brother getting married next year. My marriage? Nah. Too early to plan or say anything. Let's take things slow, yeah?

I know everyone is pissed off by my answers. But hey, disclaimer says that my answers are generally unsatisfactory due to my sardonic nature. I'll further antagonise you with another post, since this post can't take a lot.

Today is a sad day for me - literally. I mean, I knew I was gonna screw up my math paper, no biggie. But what really made me break down was the death of my yaii (my dad's father) today, at exactly 2.50pm, when I WAS DOING MY LIT EXAM. Pfuit!

So, after lit ended at 4, my mom picked me up, and there was my grandparents (mom's parents) in the car. I asked where we were going, and my mom casually said, "Rumah yaii." I was like, "What for? We just went last Sunday." Then, my mom said, kind of sadly, "Yaii Kamid meninggal." That's when my heart shattered. What?! I wanted to ask, "You're kidding, right?" But no, I didn't. I was speechless. The last time I saw him, he was fine, except that he had this huge blue black bruise from God-knows-where. Boy, am I glad I went to break fast with him last Sunday, the day before GP exam. At least I got to joke with dear grandfather.

And what really touched my heart was the fact that my grandmother said that the day before he passed away, i.e. yesterday, he attended some other person's funeral. What I didn't expect, and so did the others, that we would be attending his funeral today. TODAY.

I've just lost a dear grandfather. One who cares about his grandchildren, one who shares stories of the After Life, one who treats us like we're the only kins he's got, one who....

I'm too sad. See, I'm crying already.

God, I miss him already. When I kissed his forehead just now, he was peaceful, and what's more important was that he died a Muslim. I'll be visiting my late grandfather tomorrow before my paper starts at 1pm. Till then..

Ya Allah, Kau cucurilah rahmatMu ke atas roh arwah yaii, Haji Kamid bin Ikhsan. Amin.

I'm happy to note that the econs paper was do-able, though not totally hard, yet not that easy either. Whee! I think I may get at least a pass grade. We'll see, when I get my results on the 17th.

I have painstakingly typed out the exam timetable, and as you can see, I have Lit and Math paper tomorrow. Ahhahh...and I have not done any single preparation for Math, and I'M NOT PROUD OF IT. In fact, I'm kinda worried, cos I really don't want to let Mrs Goh down. What if she cries, though that is a very unlikely possibility.

Anyways, I've gotta go study my text poems and do some Math by tonight. I hope I can finish all.

Lahaulawala 'quwwata billahil 'aliil aziim...

Ya Allah, aku serahkan segala-galanya padamu...

Amin.

I just realised that there is a big black dog on my blogskin. Oh well. I shall change the skin when promos are over. Rejoice, you people who have been complaining about the pathetically small font.

More photos from yesterday's party, although I wasn't physically present, but I was spiritually present. Mwahahahhhaahhhh!!!


My sister with Liyana and Shaista (the one in red). Shaista Maisara is my other baby cousin. =D


From left: Tiara, Mak Uda, Liyana, Pak Uda. One big happy family...


Liyana with my nenek. Note the similarities? Don't ask why I'm dark, and not fair.


My uncle and his family and my atok and my kakak. And whoever else. What a pity. My face would have beautified the picture. tsk tsk...


Obviously, I was more interested in the pink headband. Go baby!

Ok. Shakirah is done. She has spared you the agony.

I think that I am a truly evil cousin. That's because yesterday, it was my one year old cousin's birthday. I think her name's Liyana or something like that. See? I can't even remember her full name! Dangs! Anyhoos, I didn't go for the birthday party yesterday, held at her house. My whole family went, including my nenek and my atok who is like really malas to go for these kinds of things. Maklumlah, cucu tersayang la katakan...

According to my sister, people asked about me. Nehh..see, it feels good to have people asking about you. It shows how you're always on their mind (pukes). I stayed at home cos I really was mugging for Econs, ok. It's elasticity concepts, mind you. A terribly boring topic, coupled with Production and Costs, which is like the next disastrous topic. Somehow term 2 doesn't really go in sync with Shakirah. But oh well, that's another story for another fine day. I shall vomit now. Bleargh, BLEARGH! PUKES! BLEARGH! (note: She has gone crazy)

I've gotta swallow these notes. Oh damn, why am I not blessed with a photographic memory? It would serve us Arts students loads, I tell ya.

I think I'm suffering from depression. Anyone know any cheap doctor that I can consult? I have lots of questions to ask that cheap doctor, like how not to suffer from depression, how to prevent myself from stressing myself out, how to...how to...blah blah blah. In Meryl Streep's words (she acted in The Devil Wears Prada, as Miranda Priestly), "Go bore someone else with your questions." Boo. Sore loser. Ok, another lame attempt.

On a happy note, Hady appeared in Suria Segar today! But I didn't watch it. Heheh..

This is Liyana, my cousin


Done.