Well, I'm here to express my thanks to all those people who either sang me a song or gave me gifts and cards for my birthday, who are: my parents, cousins, aunts and uncles, gramps and gran, my 3506 peeps, Isyah, Deebz, Fana, Yihan, Farah, Hida, Nad, Fitrah, Nashita, the rest of the ML peeps, Aini, a person from 3206 (I shan't disclose that person's identity haha), and others whom I may unintentionally left out. Thanks people!

MIQ Kembara this Saturday, and I can't watch the Empire of Faith video. Damn! How to compete like that???? Sorry Hudzaifah, I tried, but to no avail.

I think my friend needs me. He's kind of depressed right now, and I hope he doesn't kill himself or something of that sort. To that friend, I just want you to relax, ok? Take things slow, and look ahead cos you've got a bright future ahead of you. If you ever need somebody to talk to, I'm right here. Just don't kill yourself or do something foolish. I can't bear the thought of losing you, cos we've known each other for so long. You've been a great friend, like a brother to me, a great person - just let that flow. Don't end it now. Whatever it is, I'm here, so just chill yeah?

Kau masih menduga sehingga kini
Andai ku bersenda dengan teka-teki
Seribu bayangan aku gambarkan
Masih lagi kau tak mengerti
Sedalamnya lautan tingginya bulan
Bisa disentuh dengan pengetahuan
Sepahitnya hempedu bisa ditelan
Jika itulah penawarnya

Inikan pula perasaan yang lahir dari jiwa
Dan kita sama-sama merasa denyut kasihnya

Bukan sengaja aku merahsiakan cinta
Tapi curigakan kau kan tersalah sangka
Kerana kita rasa bangga bila dipuja
Dan rasa keji bila dihina
Kerana kita menolak segala bencana
Dan asyik bergembira dengan nikmatNya
Sedangkan semua ini adalah takdirNya
Dan kita harus bersyukur sentiasa

Bukannya teka-teki gurauan hati
Sekadar melindung kasih yang tersembunyi
Bukan mudah mencari kasih abadi
Dalam terang ia sembunyi...

The MIQ test at Madrasah Aljunied yesterday was a blast! Though I can vouch 100% that my answers to it were really crappy, I thought I was rather creative at the open-ended section. One of the questions was I had to figure out the acronym IRAS, and you know what I wrote? International Relations Amongst States. Ahahah..The government is gonna come after me, I just knew it. Such a thing doesn't even exist, lol. Anyways, the right answer was something about revenue. Refer to Nad's blog for the answer. And then there's another question about the Turki Osmaniyah empire and what led to their fall. And Nad fabricated some really fabulous story (creating history, baik ah Naaaadddd!!!), which I think might earn her creative points. Me, on the other hand, wrote something about the Ottoman Empire overtaking them. Lol. What a weird answer. But the weirdest was this last question, which was lateral, asking us how can a man die in a place where they keep fish, and how come the floor was wet. I wrote, "He hung himself upside down from the ceiling fan, and the fact that the floor was wet was from his saliva that keeps dripping from his mouth." Ahahah...Prolly when the people mark the paper, they're gonna break their stomachs laughing.

And now, I shall quote Ustaz Ahmad Sodiqin, the new ustaz teaching my class Tafsir:
"Korang mesti balik lepak giler punyer. Bleh blah ah skarang."

Hahah..Tak baik tau ustaz, bercakap macam gitu kat madrasah....

At exactly 16:19:52 hours, Izzah sent me a message. This is what she wrote:
"Hey, u will b going for e peringkat saringan. Meet at 1pm at bugis mrt control station. Attire: ajc pe shirt and long pants. Bring writing material. Good luck! :)"

My initial reaction when I got this message? What?! I got in?! How did that happen?! Oh no, this can't be... Yes peeps, I was that shocked when I was told that I had to go for the FMSA test. I mean, I didn't really want to participate in it right from the onset, I wasn't even on the choice list for it in the first place, for crying out loud. I've got this nagging conscience that I won't do well, and what's the point of going right? But then, I tried to see the positive side of it. I'll make myself feel more endowed with general knowledge, which is very important for GP. Also, if I happen to get chosen for the competition itself, I'll meet new friends and perhaps motivate myself to read more papers. I think along those lines, you see. Also, it should look good on my SGC. Hahha...That's the way I see it. :D Considering the fact that the pros outweigh the cons, I've to go. It's a responsibility, as far as I'm concerned. And there's no friggin' way I'm escaping from it. But oh heck, I have to go to CJC tomorrow for the ASEAN seminar. Which means that I've to leave early to make my way to Bugis mrt station. Oh dangs! I hate leaving things halfway.

It looks like it's gonna be a busy weekend - yet again. My mum made me promise that with the advent of all these activities, I must get at least a C for all my subjects. DangS! Double DangS! Triple DangS!

Some Singaporeans are just plain disgusting. I can second that. See, I was in the train just now, going home from school, and there was this man, who was wearing a business suit and a lanyard, who sat opposite me. And you know me. I kind of like to observe people's behaviour whenever I'm in the train. Thence, the man digged his nose so obscenely! Ok, wait, let me put it in caps for the benefit of those who can't read small fonts. THE MAN DIGGED HIS NOSE, IN PUBLIC! And he sure do looked like he was enjoying it. I was so turned off by his behaviour, and a pity I can't read the words written on his lanyard, or else you can bet I'm sending an email to the company he works for. And to top onto that, I was munching on gummy bears! Eww...I felt like throwing up, honestly. I can just imagine the chewy thingies and you know whats. Ok, pretty wild imagination there, but you got my point.

At the rate we're going, it makes me wonder. How did we achieve the status of a clean and green Singapore when there's nose droppings (for lack of a better word) all over the place?

Thank gawd it's Friday tomorrow. But Friday means PE day, and zomg, I think we're gonna have to take a trial for 2.4km run. Aarghhhh!!!! I hope I get at least a D for my running, cos I don't wanna retake!!!!

The second day of SIMUN was fun (man, do I need to expand my vocabulary!), although I must add that it was rather stressful to defend my merged resolution with South Africa, Iraq, Palestine Authority and Sri Lanka. I mean, our resolution was similar to Somalia's and France's and Syria's merged resolution. The ideas were about the same, and if they can pass theirs, I don't see why we can't pass ours. But hey hey, that French bloke representing USA was seriously insane! He tried to make us crouch by bombarding us with super hard questions, but luckily, we came prepared. Thank god for the Internet!

The Brit guy representing Netherlands was called 'BAMBI', yes, the animal from Walt Disney. He demanded a public apology from the delegate of USA for calling him that. Here's how it goes.

Brit: "The delegate of Netherlands would like to demand a public apology from the delegate of USA for calling this delegate bambi."
French: "This delegate would like to apologise for calling the delegate of Netherlands bambi."

If I was the Brit guy, I would have asked for a more sincere apology. I mean, that French bloke really is the epitome of an imperial brat!

The last day of SIMUN was filled with controversies and excitement. There was the issue of a formation of statehood of Palestine, and when the resolution passed, the US and its allies walked out of the General Assembly. Obviously, we are all very upset that they got a state for themselves, and there was an uproar from Israel and US. You totally have to be there to feel all the excitement building up, because every now and then, there'll be some delegate somewhere shouting "Motion to lay on the table!" which means that they should just stop debate right then and push it to the back of the agenda. And then, there'll be others shouting "Second!" and "Objection!" at the same time, so, it's kind of fun! I was laughing my stomach out. Yes hunnies. I was. The most memorable thing is the securitaries that were made to pass notes from delegation to delegation. The job's never ending, so, you kind of need good stamina to continue walking and walking and passing notes. I have to admit, I did exploit and abuse them! Heh! But then again, it's their job as securitaries (it's combining security and secretary), so it's not really my problem.

And then there's the issue of the food. It wasn't that bad, but it wasn't that terrific either. The only thing I liked about it was the chocolate eclairs and the choc pudding and the watermelons. The way they plop down the mashed potato on my plate reminds me of bird droppings, only much larger. :/ I mean, hello?! I paid 20 bucks for the food, at least treat my food with respect!

All in all, if you ever got a chance to participate in such events, do participate. It's an eye-opener, and hey, look at it this way, I gained eye candies too!

I know this is kinda lame, but I'm so proud of my sister! She got a job offer to teach primary three English at Madrasah Aljunied Al-Islamiah, for a period of 3 months. Haha. Maybe I shall start making her speak English more often uh...Go sis!

Well, well, I'm back from the first day of the SIMUN conference. It's been a really nice day, but tiring as well, partially because the rooms I went to were freaking cold, and I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, for crying out loud. Let's make it snappy. Shan't delve into the details, cos let's leave that to when I'm less delirious, okays?

1) Apparently, there's this German bitch representing Syria, in my committee, and let me tell you, she's super irritating. I tried showing her my resolution, asking her NICELY whether she wants to co-sponsor it, but she just chuck it aside without even reading it. And apparently, it happened to the other delegates as well. I was like, Why can't you read my resolution? Then I thought, oh well, you're no superpower, I don't need your sponsorship to pass my resolution. Conclusion: SHE'S A BITCH.
2) Pierre, Dara, Jessie and Branden were really sweet, as in they suggested merging our resolutions since we all talked about the same thing. And from then on, we became really close allies, which is really important. So, that's about that part.
3) The resolution laid out from DPRK Korea was crap. It's so blardy childish, and I was the first delegate to blast him off for this resolution. It's weak, and I didn't really see the link between his resolution and his operative clauses. Haha. I felt bad, but oh wells, I have to be tough on this. India is a really strong advocate on human rights, did you know?
4) I can safely conclude that the people in my committee are really nice, except the delegates from Syria and USA.
5) In front of 200 delegates, the Venezuelan ambassador called the USA the "imperial brat". By right, you're not supposed to insult any country, and the ambassador for USA demanded a public apology (which is really embarrassing), but the deputy Secretary-General read it out on behalf of that Venezuelan delegate. Haha. Funny sia...

Ok, will update more tomorrow. Meanwhile, I intend to hunt the press corps down for the photos! Ciao!

Truth be told, I'm going insane trying my very best squinting my eyes at the computer screen every night, reading resolutions after resolutions. Seriously, though I've never claimed this before, but SIMUN is driving me crazy. I've lots of things to edit, and the conference is the day after tomorrow! Oh my goshness! I want to be exceptional here, I'm not planning on being a very laid-back delegate as soon as I'm there. I wanna speak my thoughts out - provocatively - but in order to do that, I have to read. And reading font size 6 is no joke, I'm telling ya. It's like reading Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, only much worse. No, don't get me wrong. I love what I'm doing, but it's just that there's always this sunken feeling in me that is always probing and making me jealous that my other mates might be having the time of their lives tomorrow, during the ML Camp. But I'm not regretting. I've made fabulous friends like Dara Jey from the Canadian International School, Alex, Isabelle, Chirag Soni, Tanoy Salkahar, Pierre, and everybody else. I'm having the time of my life, but sometimes, I do need to take a breather. Oh wells. Maybe when the conference is over, I'll catch up on my life, and start being more sociable towards Asians. Haha. As for now, I can't wait to attend the conference, because I believe that this would be my stepping stone into the world of UN. Yes, I'm planning to work in the UN. If not, I'll settle for National Geographic.

Aslinda finally updated her blog, but still, it is unsatisfactory. Haha, smack that, you little twit. :D

I miss hanging out with my friends. It's all SIMUN's fault. But hey, look at it another angle. Even if I lose my JC friends (God forbid that should happen), I still have my international friends. :D

Till then, wish me luck for the conference. I am aiming for a Best Position Paper and the Best Resolution and the Most Charismatic Speaker and Most Popular among HR delegates (haha..maybe that's too much, isn't it?). I'm so excited, I could hardly wait!

It's high time I post a decent entry about something intellectual. Maybe I should. But then again, I'm not exactly that time of person who would get on down seriously on such serious issues. I shoud say that I'm a rather easy-going, yet panicky (at times, at the correct moments) kind of person. I hate serious business. Especially if it gets too serious. I'm a normal person, yo!

Nad and I were just discussing about the camping trip in the woods someday after the A's. I'm serious. Maybe we should mobilise interested ML participants, and you know, go camping deep in the jungles? But Nad seems to have a grouse. She is sceptical of the idea, cos she was saying, what if we bump into the babi-babi hutan, then have to sertu so many times. I appeased her and mentioned that it won't be so big an issue, cos as we all know, the hutans are laden with soil. Just grab a bit can already whut..Anyhoos, I can't wait for the April camping trip with my dearest Isyah minah and Fana pisang. And of course, not forgetting me, Sharkie kiwi. Whatever la.

Yesterday, when I was eating at KFC with my madrasah mates, I saw this person, entering through the front door, and he has the most gorgeous body and eyes and whatever else that you can ever imagine. It seemed like it was God-sent. He has the bluest of eyes, and the blondest of hair, and he has washboard abs. I mean, I can see it, cos his shirt's pretty fitting. :D He has this nice even tan, and when he smiles, he has got deep dimples in both his cheeks. I was kind of transfixed, and I thought that my imagination is playing tricks on me, but I guess not. I mean, I don't get distracted that easily by these kinds of issues, but man, that guy is terribly hot. And I mean what I said. Oh shucks, I wish I can see him more often. Who knows, right? My Moroccan guy has to wait. I need to pursue this guy first. :D

My lovely madrasah class. Loves them!
First up, I'd like to say huge gigonomous thanks to the following people who have made the Sports Day a success:
1) SHEIKH, HASIF, ASLINDA for working with me for the Handball game. I'd never forget Sheikh's line of "Outside the box please! Outside the box!"
2) FAZLIAH, FADHLI, for the excellent planning. Good job, you guys!
3) SARIZA, ZUBAIDAH, KARIM, ARIEF, MARIA, SYUHADAH, AZHAR, TAUFIQ, ATIQAH, SITI, SERI, for helping us all in the other games.
4) USTAZAH HAYATI, NATASHAH, NORLIN, MANISAH, USTAZ AHMAD SODIKIN, for gracing the occasion,
5) AND TO ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE MOSQUE'S LEMBAGA PENGERUSI, for approving our proposal.

Thanks, of course, to the little friends, who have played our games. See? I told you our kind of Sports Day would be fun, and not to mention, quite HOT. Go figure eh...

I need the pictures!!!!

All in all, I enjoyed myself today. And I bet so did the rest. Now, I need my beauty sleep. I'm tired, after eating a whole lunch at KFC, hello?! By the way, Sheikh, you are that big sized. :D

First of all, let's acknowledge: THE MARCH HOLIDAYS ARE FINALLY HERE!!! I bet this is the week that JC students are looking forward too since the first week of January, perhaps? Thank GAWD the holidays came at the right time, when I have a friggin' splittin' headache since yesterday. I don't know, I seem to have the knack of getting sick at the end of terms. Stress accumulation perhaps? Anyhoos, I am actually quite irritated by the J1s, what with orientation week and all. The noise level is simply SUPERB, cheering everywhere they go, which is actually too high-pitched. I think one of the most common cheers is this: PUMERA(or insert some other tribe's name)! HOW ARE YOU FEELING TODAY? WE FEEL GOOD, AH! WE FEEL GOOD, AH! WE FEEL VERY VERY VERY VERY GOOD, AH AH AH! WHO'S THE BEST IN AJ? PUMERA! PUMERA! PUMERA! SUPER(insert something), and then you repeat it twice, and you end with a WHEEE!!!! Kinda dumb, when you have to listen to the other tribes singing it also. Wth?! I was like, "Shut up man! I'm trying to read my 3 inches thick of notes, can?!!"

Apart from that, I feel like I'm running a fever. So thence, I can't go for the NUS open house with Fana and Isyah today. Bahhh..

I'm so excited for SIMUN!!! Canadian hunks, here I come!!!

Auf Wiedersehen

Most recent announcement updated at 11.24pm:
I can't go for the ML Camp, though I would have loved to go for it more than anything. My reasons for doing so? I have to do a full preparation and help May (one of my fellow delegates) for her opening address for the SIMUN (Singapore Model United Nations) conference which is on the 15th to the 17th of March 2007. Thence, I can't participate in the ML Camp, and I'm really sorry guys, but I had to set out my priorities. Right now, my utmost priority is my commitment to SIMUN, and I have to give it my all if I want to win my case for India. So, y'all, enjoy yourselves, aite, while I go battle my tongue and wits out at the Lycee Francais du Singapour school (read: the French School @ Serangoon). And hell yeah, save me a piece of your chocolates ok? No, make that many pieces. Zip it up. I wished I can go, but hey, I'll bring back good news, and will *hopefully* 'memartabatkan' nama Melayu! Yes!

Sorry y'all.

Yesterday's parliament trip was really cool! You guys really should make a trip there one day if you have time. I mean, really, the chairs that we were sitting on were way comfortable, till some of my mates fell asleep (ok, maybe we shouldn't reveal that, y'all..). In truth, I didn't really regret the fact that I missed CCA Carnival yesterday, though I realized that even if I was there or not, it would make any difference, like I'm not one who can attract those J1s to join MLDDS, hah! Ok, that's mean, but bear it, y'all! Anyways, much thanks to those people who helped me put down the banner, though I was fully aware that it's my responsibility to do so, but hey, what are friends for, right?

I can't wait for these three events:
1) The ML Camp during the March holidays
2) SIMUN Conference (I loaned the laptop already! YEAY!!!)
3) The April Camp organised by 4PM

With that in mind, I shall mug hard for the papers so that I can enjoy what I am supposed to be enjoying, and not mull over homework and such. And speaking of which, there's a snowballing workload waiting to be done during the March holidays. And oh, the shopping for business suits and stuff. So much things to do, so little time. What fate...

Returning to the parliament issue, you know, the part where you have to walk through the censors for security reasons? Yeah, that thing is bloody sensitive, I'm tellin' ya. I did not carry any lethal weapon, but heck, I was feeling deadly (as usual), and when I walked past that censor, apparently, that thing went BEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP!!!! Woah, I was like, "Eh? How they know I am feeling deadly?" I didn't bother fathom the mystery behind that beep, cos I know I ain't guilty of murdering someone yesterday. :D So, there were lots of security checks. I mean, I know that Singaporeans are a kiasu bunch, but not that kiasu until we have to walk through 2 censors! Maybe they check out brains for the first, and metallic items for the next. Ahah..what funny ideas. Irks me, but amuses me sometimes. Oh wells. Be that way.

And y'know who was the Serjeant-et-Arms? It's an old man. Laugh out loud, y'all!! An old man wearing a tailcoat, carrying a mace? Picture that, pucks!

Auf Wiedersehen!

And from now on, that shall be the way I end my posts. The end.

I learnt a new phrase today, or rather, a motto, from the college and universities magazine. Scientia Manu et Mente, which literally means, Knowledge by Hand and Mind. It's actually a motto from UNSW, so I kinda think that it encapsulates my motto too! What a great coincidence eh? Well, well, so Sharkie strikes back..

I need to visit the loo - urgently. Nature's calling, can't ignore. I think I am too excited for the parliament trip later. More updates tomorrow!!!

Everybody whose name is Shakirah, please stand up and rejoice, for the happy moment is finally here at last! It's a few more days to the March hols, and yeay, Shakirah has passed her Econs test for the first time in a gazillion years (sorry, but she has to make this public. :D) and this is the milestone of her life! Whee!

But shucks, Farah made me pay 6 bucks for the ML Camp. I thought that perhaps if I attend only 1 day, I would only have to pay 3 bucks only. But I have to pay the full amount. Oh man, this means that my Withdrawal > Injections. Awwwww shuckss!!!!!

Sorry, but I'm in the kinda mood for some parthenogenesis reading. If you don't know what that means, it means virgin birth. I suddenly became inspired to produce my own babies without a man's help. Haha. Weird weird...

I felt woozy today. It must be the effects of sleeping for 10 hours last night. I'm such a wooky (don't ask me what that means. I have no idea too!). And I'm going for the trip to the Parliament tomorrow, so, sorry ML peeps, I can't take part in the CCA Carnival (not that I think will be that exciting, as always...), and hopefully, get to know a bit of the ministers, and we can, you know, be friend-friend? :D

Can you actually believe how expensive my notes cost? About 3-4 bucks per subject, minus History and Econs and Math. I think I would most prolly go bankrupt at the end of the month. Hoo! So not fun. I hate whippin out money to pay for these kinds of things. :/

Secondly, I seem to realise that wherever I go, there's always this person who is forever in my proximity. It's not scary, and I would like to think that it's coincidental, but then again, coincidence can't happen that often, can it? Anyhoos, I'm sure that in no time, I'll be talking to that person. I mean, we can't ignore peeps around us for long, no? And that person has hairy legs. Woozy...

I can't wait for the SIMUN conference from the 15th to 17th! Just imagine, I would be able to wear clothes that are formal (no, not the school blazer, yuck) and make my speech on stage and be the all-confident woman I make myself out to me. And my resolution attracted controversy! This is so damn cool, hokay!

My sis started teaching part-time at Unity Primary today. I feel so proud of her, though I could never tell her that. Ha! Anyways, she is going to be sent to KL, to Universiti Malaya, to pursue a degree in Malay. Anything la. As long as she remains honest to my parents. Seriously, I can't wait for her to leave. Mean-o, I know..

Congratulations to ARIFFIN, for being the top Malay student for the A's. I knew he had it in him, since he took S papers and all. Ahahahh..I knew he would be the top student for something, just ain't sure. Maybe I've got good premonition skills. Anyways, the rest of the Malay gals (J2s) are all talking about Mat Tapered. I am lost. Did Tapered did really badly? Cos if I remember correctly, Rasyidah told me that Tapered is exceptionally bright in History. Maybe Tapered got really bad grades or something? Anyhoos, I hope Tapered isn't sad. Chill ah, Mat Tapered. :D

Everyone's talking about motivation after the release of the A level results, including me. I guess it's WAKE-UP-FROM-YOUR-SLUMBER TIME!!!

As I hadn't expected, I did really well for my Malay paper. Ecstatic. Isyah and I were like, "Eh, are we really getting our own resuts slip and not somebody else?" Better still, "Is it a fluke?" I think not. We really did well, Isyah. And congratulations to FANA too! And Danial! Awesome, job well done, you guys.

I went to NUS for a History Seminar yesterday, and it was held at LT11, which was at the Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences. It was a cool seminar, and I really enjoyed myself, what with the flappers of CJC and all that mime from AJ. Not bad, not bad. And the food was great, especially the chicken. Boneless. Yummy...Anyhoos, NUS is a pretty big campus, and it spans for kilometres, is it? But the buildings look kinda old, so maybe I shall reconsider my options uh. In order for me to make it to an overseas university, I need to get a scholarship. What I don't understand is, why should I work my butt off just to get a scholarship, when my sister was offered by my parents to study in Australia, and mind you, she didn't have a scholarship. No fair.

After the release of the A level results, I was more motivated to work my butt off just to see my name on the powerpoint slides. I really wanna do well, and do myself, as well as my parents proud. Speaking of which, I shouldn't even be blogging right now. Till then!

We're gonna get back our Malay results tomorrow, and hopefully, without cringing, I hope I would get at least a B. Just so I can get it over and done with, haha. :D

I realised that my posts are full of preambles, so let's make it snappy. Therefore, it needs must go straight to the point. Livid.
According to the ICJ (read: International Court of Justice), the Chief Judge (CJ) has dropped all genocide charges against the Serbians for the 1992 Bosnian War. Fitrah should really be the CJ there. The day before, she was saying that they should just drop it. And it really happened! Whee! Go Fit-wah!!! :D :D

Next. I realised too that I had quite such amazing accuracy (ahem!) because, just now, during Math lecture, the clock showed 10.45, which was when we should have ended. And she asked the whole LT, "Has the bell rang?" So, everyone said no, and immediately, I started counting down from 5 under my breath. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 - RING!!!! Bahh...such accuracy. Even Eve said that she was amazed at my newfound 'talent'. And sad to say, that happened lots of times, so I guess I should be blessed uh..:D

Next. Yesterday, when I boarded the LRT to get home, there was this mum and dad and son and baby daughter standing nearby. The little girl was in the pram, and she was crying. Ok, so the crying part, despite the fact that I thought she was wailing more than crying, wasn't the part that irritated me. I mean, I can stand babies perfectly fine. But what I was irritated was by the fact that the FATHER, tried to calm down his daughter by pushing and pulling the pram. Obviously it wasn't working, cos the baby wailed even louder after that. The poor daughter was stretching out her arms, asking to be carried, but the DUMB PARENTS did not bother carrying her. Like what the hell. Your daughter needs to be carried! Just carry her la! Anyways, they have got nothing on their hands, except for the stupid mother who was trying to prevent her son by falling by putting her arms around his chest. And the father did not even bother to look at the daughter. I could see that he was embarrassed, cos his ears turned very red. But heck, does your daughter weigh tons of kilos so much so that you can't carry her? Or are you a feeble creature? So pissed at that. ':/

And the rain, it raineth every day...