an essaouira's tale

2008-01-23T13:40:00.001+08:00

Hello world. I've decided to move out of blogger and into livejournal. It was a hard decision, but I eventually did it after contemplating for a few weeks. Nevertheless, I shall not delete this blog cos there's so many memories in here, I don't wanna erase them, and I can't possibly post them all back on lj.

That said, relink me, if you will.

http://peachytones.livejournal.com

Thanks for reading.

Shakirah (chocolatier-post.blogspot.com)

2008-01-19T11:34:00.000+08:00

Wow. Another week over. :-)

I'm emotionally and mentally drained. And I don't know why. I'm guessing that it's because of school. Dealing with kids that are 10 years younger than you is no mean feat.

On another note, thanks to Fitrah, I now know that A level results are gonna be released end of this month. I have flutterbies and cockroaches in my stomach now. Even as I'm typing this entry, my hands are cold and my feet are frozen. Really. I'm not even exaggerating. I've thought long and deep about what I intend to do in uni, that is, if I qualify, and I'm pretty much sure that this would be the most near-perfect decision that I'll ever make. No associations with whatever I've studied in college so far, except for Econs. Haha. Yes.

Here's how the convo with my parents went a couple of nights ago:

Mum: So Shakirah, have you thought about what you want to do in uni?
Me: (nonchalantly) Yes, pretty much.
Mum: So what's the decision?
Me: I was thinking of taking Banking and Finance.
Mum: And end up like your dad?
Me: What's wrong with my father?
Mum: He travels a lot.
Me: Ain't that good? I've always loved to travel.
Mum: So you're not interested in research work?
Me: No.
Mum: Oh, I thought you might be interested in becoming a financial analyst or financial adviser.
Me: No. Thanks.
Mum: So you're going to work like your father, a marketing manager for the bank?
Me: It's BANKER, mum.
Mum: Ok, so that's settled. I suppose you need to go for a Biz Ed degree.
Me: Yah. I also think so.
Mum: Thought about where to study?
Dad: I've asked my clients, and they said that studying in Sweden or Australia would be good.
Me: Oh.
Dad: While you're taking banking and finance, you can also try Islamic banking. It's going to be the IN thing, especially since Hong Kong decides to follow islamic banking these days. There's a demand for it in the market.
Mum: Yeah, and you can go work in Bahrain and specialise in Islamic banking.
Me: Yeah okay. I thought 'bout that too.
Dad: I'm glad that after many years of changing your ambitions, you finally decided on something good. You go be a banker, and you can be one of the wealthy Muslim merchants in Singapore.
Me: Okay. (goes off to eat dinner)

Wow. Amazing. For once, I agree with my parents on my future.

My neighbour has a young child. About a few months old. Saw the baby when I was on the way home, and my, that baby's really cute!!! I can feel my maternal instincts right now. Hahahhhh...After marriage eh.

2008-01-17T22:21:00.000+08:00

Self-chuck of the day: People who overuse cliché phrases. You hear it a lot in business, “push the edge of the envelope”, “think outside of the box,” but most of the time it’s completely irrelevant and not motivating. My favorite is “you can’t have your cake and eat it too.” Honestly, I just don’t get that one. If it’s my cake, I’m eating it…WALL!

I love self-chucks. They remind me starkly of how stupid people can get sometimes. It's not that I go around, looking at people's faults and their obviously-it-is-so-obvious mistakes (not that I have a lot of time on my hands, that is), but sometimes, or rather, most of the time, it is so apparent that it makes me chuckle. Yes, a very fine word for replacing "snigger". Laugh and brawl all you want.

If you noticed, I've changed the blog title to "An Essaouira's Tale". For most of you, you might not be familiar about who is essaouira. Actually, besides being a state in Morocco (which I've been before), this place called Essaouira exemplifies my inner being. It's a really calm place, where it seems that everything stood still. Everything is organized, though not that fully structured. Lots of breezes and cool winds, which is really soothing. Yes, that's the inner being of me. That's me on the inside, though it hardly shows.

They say that there could be no one that can really understand us left right center. I agree. Cos I myself am discovering amazing things about myself that I know I could never dream of knowing.

My writing has become somewhat incoherent, so I guess I'll justa end here for now. School tomorrow, yay, tomorrow's casual Friday! Can wear jeans, hohoooo!

2008-01-16T22:31:00.000+08:00

Self-chuck of the day: Was listening to the radio on the way home from work today. The DJ was asking for callers to call in and talk about their most memorable experiences. Then, a few minutes later, a caller by the name of Aisyah called in, and the DJ thought that this was the Aisyah who is a ghostbuster. Asked her whether is she really the ghostbuster Aisyah, the woman said no, and then said, "But I have encounters with ghosts before." She then went on to talk about her ghost moments, and she swears that she saw a ghost without a body once, without legs once, and without a head once. DJ asked again, "Why are you always seeing deformed ghosts?" ---WALLS

I'm pretty tired already. I feel rather exhausted by the time it hits 8.30pm, even I couldn't concentrate on Deal or No Deal. Haha. And it was the Hunks special. Looking back, the hunks weren't really THAT hot. They are in fact, normal mats on the streets. That's it to that.

You know I always have this habit of putting on a ring as an accessory on my fourth finger? Yeah. Some kid in school came up to me, and asked me, "Cikgu, cikgu dah tunang eh? Hari tu saya nampak cikgu balik naik kereta." Lol. When did I ever return home in a car? And I'm not even engaged, for Pete's sake! And I don't intend to in the next few years. ---WALLA.

Baby, I could tell that we're heading for even greater things. Why not just get on with it?

*Whatever I've said in italics are part of my imagination. It has nothing to do with my life. Really.

By the way, some personality test I took said that I am in need of a sensitive guy who reads Shakespeare to me every night. ---WALLS---Who wants Shakespeare's stories as bedtime stories? My ears bleed when I hear 'em. Metaphorically, not literally, of course.

And I haven't seen you in years. I can't go without letting you know.
How much I yearn for you.
How I dream of you day and night.
The heart aches every time I hear some voice - -
Telling me that it's you --
Tell me it really is you. . .

2008-01-15T23:01:00.000+08:00

Hello world. I'm still alive.

I'm sucha twerp. I was putting cupcakes on microsoft word for the kids' birthdays, and printed them out, and cut them out one by one. After which, I intended to send it to the printing cum laminating auntie in the office to help me laminate these cupcakes. Then after I cut out the last cupcake, I realised that I could have actually not cut these cupcakes and get them laminated first, then cut them out. Sheesh. I now have to do double-cupcake-cutting. I'm sucha twerp. I knew it.

I decorated the malay room! Hooray! The theme was that of a garden forest, cos, well, there are lots of materials for this theme, so I might as well save some bucks and use them. Lots of flowers and grass and grasshoppers, the only exception being the birthday bulletin board, in which lots of cupcakes and other birthday shiznits are displayed, and a lone duck in a raincoat. Haha. That duck is too cute to be left in the dusty cupboard, so why not take it out for a little ride, eh? ;)

I'm feeling super-duperly generous to my kids today. Handed out God-knows-how-many packets of mini M&Ms, and lots of other chocs. I guess I wanted to treat them the way I want my teachers to treat me previously when I was still in primary school. So they were happy. Excellent. Now for the next plan. Agent H, please get me the materials. Hahahhh..Sounds like a freaking conspiracy to brainwash students.

On a happier note, I've been lookin' forward to school these past few days, well at least since the week started. Life is great and I'm lovin' all these little moments that I knew could never be retrieved once let go.

I can't think deep enough like Fitrah. No wonder she needs a boyfriend who reads to her Shakespeare every night - and a weird one on top of that. Read her blog for more details. No advertising fee included.

Shakespeare makes my ears bleed inside out. I know this is not what is expected of me, since I did Shakespeare for most of my teenage years, but hell, don't ask me how I survived. The feeling's like I'm stuck with an engineering class for the rest of my life. But I'm glad Shakespeare is so over, I mean, I'm glad that I'm not doing it anymore. I can't imagine reading just one more tragedy by this great man, no, not even Romeo and Juliet, though I think I am within reach of my perfect Prince Charming. Hehhhh....;)

2008-01-13T21:23:00.000+08:00

See the image 'From girls to guys' under the Link list over on the right? Well, you guys can try going there. It's such a lovely website, keeps your curiosity going. Hahahh...and I'm only doing this because Nurimah's one of my old buddies, so heh, a little advertising does not hurt. The image is clickable lah!

Had a nice good long chat with Hafiz just now. Pretty interesting topics, with pretty interesting responses. I just wished that it had been different from the start. Just wishing.

On to another note, yes Isyah, I've been stealing time wherever I can to blog. Cos you see, behind my desk, there's a computer, the desk cubicle next to mine, also have a computer, laptop to be precise. Lol. Anyways, the urge is there, with a few ideas which I can nicely map out onto a post. So there you have it! My very own blog posts. Hahahhh...It's always overlooked, fyi.

Started madrasah at Al-Irsyad today, for PERGAS lessons. Really interesting, but I have the unfortunate luck of sitting at the very front. Cos me and Raudhah (lucky her) got the desk at the back, inevitably pushing me to the front. Met Luqman, Izzah and many others from AJ. The class size is huge, and get this, for Fiqh, which they call it ilmu syariah, we're studying munakahat, which in fact means nikah, which means solemnization, which means marriage. Hahahh...And the ustaz was just saying that people always score high for this one because of "personal interests". And he's a really funny man. And everyone's oh-so-attentive. I couldn't help but chuckle. Cos I used to do this topic when I was studying at another mosque. And I fell asleep everytime this topic was taught. So does that mean I don't have "personal interests"? I don't know. Go figure.

Ahh...lesson plans. I haven't done them yet. The kids were pretty good to me this week, and I went shopping on Saturday! Wooply doodly doo!!!! Being able to spend money (my gaji haven't masuk la) is excellent. Bought lots of clothes and everything else, was tempted to buy this ring which is made of corals and stone, and blown with heat, but it was too expensive (69 bucks, yo!) for a ring like that.

And baked doughnuts. Thought of giving some to Rau, but thought that perhaps, if I bake something better, I mighteth give it to her.

Why must we stop it just like that? Can't we just keep it going?

And Isyah, thanks for the lovely gifts and card. Appreciate it lots! And remember to give me a treat when you get your first paycheck uh!

2008-01-10T23:27:00.000+08:00

SELF CHUCK OF THE MONTH: Was staying on the second floor of an apartment floor number one. Floor number two,the other day there were literally four relatively young people waiting for the elevator to go down to the first floor….if you are capable of walking down the stairs, one floor is not going to hurt you....LOL!

Wow. What an amazing day.

I want to make an announcement: I AM OFFICIALLY TIRED AND EXHAUSTED.

Alright, stop scoffing. I really am. Somehow, somehow (stress on the second word, second syllable), sometime or the other, some devil decides to penetrate into my lessons for the P1s. I don't know how, and I don't know why. Because those kids, well, they aren't exactly cooperating with me today. And I don't know why.

It's tiring when we have to run around and speak slowly and repeat our sentences over and over and over again. I guess it's all part of the whole package. I hope these kids can't really see that this person is "initferthemunnyslashmoolah" kinda person. Lol. But that said, I take full responsibility for my words. *Bows gracefully*

And you know what? It's kinda fun, doing lesson plans. I had so much joy flipping through the text books, and looking at pictures and such. Really.

And did I mention that I 'stole' four of Cikgu Aidil's students? Heh. Cos he asked me too. Lol. These kids (due to them being underage and minors in "the eyes of the law", I shall protect their identity and keep their names a secret), wow, they speak a flitter of Malay. They speak majorly English, and they remind me of me. Hahahahhhh....And one of them, oh-so-cute, gave me a drawing of a banana with a person's body and labeled it as 'Han'. Cute, isn't it? I had so much fun when I'm with them, because I can relate to them - somehow.

And it's so cute and so endearing when I see you smile. Yes, that's the way you smile, baby. That's the way you smile.

2008-01-08T21:34:00.000+08:00

Well, thank you all to those who prayed for my well-being today. I don't know who you are, or even if there's anyone out there who prayed for me, but in any case, a protective thanks should suffice. Lol. Anyways, today's day is much better, as compared to yesterday, yes, scroll your eyeballs downwards to find out what happened, or you would have guessed already, ha!

In any case, today started out wet. Yes, it was raining, in that 'wet' sense. And I wore a baju kurung, which is possibly one of the best decisions I've ever made. Just don't ask me why. Felt good enough to come to school, because I was rather prepared for lessons, which in itself is a mean feat, wei. But dangs, the sore throat's seem to be getting from good to bad. Cos I could barely speak loud, so I had to rely on my hands and the whiteboard to get my message across, lol. Tell me bout it, I felt handicapped. God, if anyone ever reads this, particularly anyone from APS, I am damn sure that I would not live to see another day. But, me being me, I shall undertake the risk.

Well, let's see. I was so dead bored today that I decided to make resolutions. Uh-huh. Not the type that I resolve to be nice to everyone kind of stuff, but the type that is cynical of everything and try to be a nice citizen at the same time. So, with that, I shall stop rambling bout these little kids of mine, who by mistake, or by purpose (God, if You are reading this, I hope You have better things in mind for me next time) are on extreme ends, and can never ever start/stop talking. Lol. Bless me.

My resolutions, and I won't call it a 'new year resolution' because it's too late for one:

STOP FEEDING THE MONKEYS AT THE RESERVOIR
This is noble, considering that I think, at some point in time of my life, I have fed some monkey at the reservoir, out of pity. But you can't blame me, cos the monkey looked almost dead! Anyways, the point is, I shall stop feeding these little monkeys, no matter how famished they look, because the moment they see me carrying packs of Burger King plastic bags, they are gonna squish me faster than you could say, "Burger!!!" And they are gonna behave like little King Kongs, mind you.

GET MY BLOG ON THE SINGAPORE ARCHIVE
Now, please do not scoff. This is a noble act, indeed. I wonder how many of you read the article on the Singapore government wanting to highlight a couple of blogs to show various alternative viewpoints not well represented in politics. Well, that's what I aim to do by the end of this year. To convey seriously politicised political ideas and to get the attention of the Higher Authorities. Heh. Like Mr Brown. Now, who would bet that the Sarong Party Girl would get in?

GET MY BUTT ON THE COUCH AND WATCH A FULL EPL MATCH
Ok man, this is gonna be one tough thing to do. Cos you see, I'm not really a fan of watching 'game shows' where 11, or 12, if you will include the goalie, kicking a ball round a field. It doesn't exude much excitement, but the hype coming from it, makes me wanna watch and hopefully try to understand what is going on. Tough one man.

GET A DATE WITH ANDY RODDICK
O man, I could count myself lucky if I ever get this. Really. This guy, whoa, he's like the dreamiest of the dreamiest lot. I've always thought that I'd like to date a sports star, but if we were to judge his rate as per Maria Sharapova (note: all 'Ovas' are hawt), then it's gonna be exxxpennnsivvveee. I mighteth even have to save a lifetime first to see him, but part of it would have to account for my 'getting older' money, then I can doll myself up to see RODDICK. Must go for plastic surgery first whut....unless I don't grow old, like that.

Ok then, this has been a pretty long entry. I guess it's time for me to bow out of Blogger gracefully, though not permanently. Long day ahead tomorrow, better get some rest. :)

2008-01-07T21:59:00.000+08:00

Wow.

All I can say is: What a day. It's been a terribly hectic work day today, with me first starting out 'running' (reminiscient of old AJ times when we had to chase after the morning bell, hoho) to school cos I was a wee bit late for my first class. Then after wrongfully signing in (I signed in under the 'Sign Out' column, lol) at the office, bumped into some PE teacher whom I barely recognised, dropped my lunch and bottle in front of that kinda cute guy, and then raced up the stairs, only to realise that I dropped my access card on the stairs and had to race down again to get it, only to bump into that same man again, lol, and tapped the bloody card on the sensor, and rushed to my table, just in time to collect my worksheets and shiznits. Whoa. What a day, eh. And I thought it would stop there, but no, it didn't. Since it was after assembly, some freaking kid stepped on the hem of my skirt, and the lace kinda tore, though I'd like to think that the tear wasn't that freaking obvious. So I was distraught cos that was a new skirt, hmph. I could have stuck a dagger in that kid's head for all he cares. >:/ And then on continued my race to class, only to realise that my card was left in the staff room, and had to call some auntie to open the door for me. Whoa.

And after lesson, raced back to the staff room, to collect my worksheets from the photocopying corner, cos I just remembered that I placed them there last Friday, lol. Thank my lucky stars they were there. And cleared my desk to make way for the new materials since my desk was about the only 'empty' desk in the entire face of God's blue earth. Everyone had stuffed toys and all that junk, but I simply refused to clutter the place too much, because, heck, I'm already a scatterbrain as it is, lol.

And lunch, was a horrifying disaster. Choked on the anchovies, oh bloody Baron! Choked on water soon after, sambal on my scarf, thank God it was black. And yada yada yada...

And oh yes, collected the books from the kids, i.e. their homework, and tripped on the stairs along the way cos I couldn't see where the freaking toot I was going. And going down the stairs, some idiot of a kid splashed water on the stairs, and needless to say, I slipped. Though it wasn't too badly.

The day could not have been worse, isn't it? Well, let's just hope that tomorrow, it shall be a better day. Pray for me please. Thanks. :)

2008-01-04T16:16:00.000+08:00

Hey world and all that lives underneath it!

I've got 15 minutes to kill before my next lesson with the primary two class starts. So, I thought, since I've already completed my paperwork, why not post something to kill time? Heh. So here I am, lol.

School's been great, the teachers were pretty nice, but oh ma god, the P1 malay students are so cheeky! In an irritatingly cute but annoying way but still cute kinda way. You know what I mean. The P2 students, well, they were a wee bit well-behaved, but there are still a couple of them out there that are still irritating the hell out of me. So far, I've been able to handle them lot, thus good job for that. Sometimes, I really feel like I'm the dictator, but on most times, I feel that I am the 'nice' person. Lol.

And hell I love my desk, it's so colourful and so I-don't-know-what-to-say-bout-it.

I wonder how Isyah's doing? Which reminds me, I've got to meet her, pronto.

Ok dokies! Time for class! My, I love my lil tykes and monsters, hell yes I do!

Love!

2007-12-31T14:07:00.000+08:00

Hmm, what can I say? 2007 has been a pretty eventful year, with lots of ups and downs, like any other year. What with studies and the trauma of having to sit for one of the two biggest exams in my entire lifetime, i.e the A levels, to my social life, to my emotional aspect. What a hectic year it's been. If I were to repeat another year just like this, well, I wished I wasn't around by then.

I wouldn't wanna change anything if I had to change something. Things were perfect the way they were and it was through these things and events that I learnt some of the most valuable lessons.

1. Friends come and go, really easily. I've realised that the ones who stand by me through everything are the most precious of all friends. The ones who pretended to be friends with me, well, I can't say much to them, except, "Goodbye friends." There are some who came to me because they needed help, and when help was given, they scoot after that. But there are some who willingly stayed up late at night just to keep me company. So, yeah, lesson learnt. True friends are hard to come by, and they are the most precious of all.
2. Never ever trust anyone wholeheartedly, no matter how much you think that your secret's safe with him/her. The only person that you can fully trust, is yourself. When making decision, what other people think, does not matter. What matters is what your instinct and your brain tells you. Because you know yourself best, and that others have no right to influence your decision whatsoever.

School has been a rather traumatic experience, both positively and negatively. Together with isyah, we went through lots of stomach-stiching moments, the hair-raising experiences, the arm-twisting seconds, encountered the good, the bad, the ugly, and the let's-go-to-Hub-instead-of-mugging periods. Hahahah.... Seriously, I woudn't want a better life elsewhere. :)

Since it's the new year tomorrow, although I know resolutions are meant to fall apart halfway (cos that's the reason they are there in the first place, duh), I'm gonna set myself a few nice rules that are manageable and easy to follow:

1. Be a better Muslim/person/daughter/friend. Period.
2. Treasure every single moment, including the butt-splitting moments.
3. Be nice to people cos you mighteth never know when your turn will come.
4. Honour my promises.

That said, I'm ready to usher in the new year! And no, no countdown for me this year. I've always thought that the countdown's sucha waste of time. And this year's no different.

On another note, I got a job! At a place where there's lots of fun, crazy tykes, monsters, and classrooms. Address me as Ms Shakirah, please. :) :) What better way to start the new year 2008 with games and fun with little kids in classrooms in a building called Anderson Primary, eh?

Till then, have a blessed 2008, everyone!

Lots of love,
Shakirah.

2007-12-28T23:08:00.000+08:00

Holy piece of crap.

I have to teach P5 EM3 kids on top of all other subjects.

Oh shoots. I'm hyperventilating already.

I need some kind of inhaler.

Pronto.

Made fudge brownies and chocolate and blueberry muffins. They were so good, I couldn't even snapped a shot of them cuties. I'm gonna bake another 2 batches tomorrow, they mighteth be up and about.

Signed on for PERGAS yesterday with Raudhah. I'm just a-thinkin' how we're gonna go to Newton from home.

2007-12-26T21:23:00.001+08:00

I can feel myself becoming stupid. Honest. I feel like I am going down rats and tails and down to the cellar. With lousy small brains. I wonder why. I guess I kinda missed studying, and that this 'enjoyment' that I am supposedly supposed to enjoy would be great, but somehow, things aren't that snazzy and grand anymore.

You know what I mean?

Exactly two months ago, I envision myself having endless fun and entertainment throughout my weeks and months of holiday. Skating, shopping, movie-marathoning, etc, you know, the 'typical' fun list. However, as I progress further into the hols, I realised that what I initially set out to do was actually rather retarded. Cos you see, it's hard to stick to these, and it seems like we are aimlessly having fun without any directions, and believe me, that suck so much, on some nights, I just cry myself to sleep and wonder endlessly why the hell am I wasting my time just like that. Especially since I'm one who's heavy on having directions no matter what. Ok, scoff y'all, and you can say that I'm a rather structured person, but hey, I hate last minute plans. I prefer details to vague stuff. Somehow, having a goal and vision drives me. Lots.

So anyways, I can also feel myself degrading spiritually. I mean, ever since madrasah ended last July, I felt so happy that I do not have to wake up at ungodly hours on Sundays and drag my dregs to madrasah, which is an hour away. But now, come to think about it, I actually feel a loss, like I am somewhat further from God. Ok, I know this may sound waayyy tooo religious for some, but really, believe like there is something out there, ie Your God, to protect you feels very heartening. And I haven't been able to feel all that. I mean, I still do what is obligatory, but somehow, the satisfaction just ain't there. It feels like it's just another obligation. There's no meaning, and I want that meaning to surface. Soon. Please.

Thirdly, I need to sign up for PERGAS lessons, but heck, I'm two weeks over the deadline. So I guess there goes my spiritual enlightenment aspect. I need to find more classes, and there's one really good class conducted by one of the best ustaz in Singapore, and hopefully, me and Raudhah will be able to squeeze ourselves into that class. I heard from my mum that if our desire to study is that strong, somehow God will help us find the way. And I believe in that. And I believe that this class may be the answer to my desire. Insya-Allah.

Lastly, I want a pet. Alas, my dad thinks that we are doing the animal a bad turn cos we are caging it when animals are supposed to be free. Then (and my dad is really good at this), he went into a dreamy mood, tryna preach, saying that, "Animals are born free. We are separating it from its parents and its family (to which I argued that WE are the animal's family once we adopted it), and Allah despises people who hina binatang. Let the animal live freely. Adopt no pet." Hahahahh..very funny, papa. And then, papa sounded very cynical, shoot me one of those slit-eyes (yes, he's good at that too) and said, "With the animal under your care, would it actually survive past its first day of birth?" Well, I said that I did take care of the hamster when I was in primary six. And that the thing actually lived.

I want a hamster. Haha. I miss the hamster we gave to Shahira, though I can't remember what the name was. Heh. :) :) :)

I know this is kinda last minute, but MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY BOXING DAY! Today, we shalt remember the victims of the tsunami in 2004.

2007-12-21T22:31:00.000+08:00

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The view of Penang Island from atop Penang Hill, or what they call, Bukit Bendera

HELLO WORLD. I'M BACK FROM MY HOLIDAYS.

It's been such a great December break, with most of the time with me being out of Singapore. LIfe's great, and I'm enjoying every single minute of it. Anyways, I got back from Penang, and it's such an amazing place. Majority are Chinese, and me of my, you wouldn't believe the kind of buildings they have there. It's like driving past the luxury buildings in Singapore. Ok, one thing I learnt: Penangnites (at least I think that's how they label themselves) are a rich bunch. Their condominiums and bungalows and whathaveyous can fetch up to millions! Millions, beb! I'll gore myself to death if I had that much money. Haha. So, food's great, and I LOVE the Penang laksa. The gravy is like the asam pedas gravy, and the laksa doesn't have egg. Note, I'm not that big a fan of laksa, but this Penang laksa, beats everything down! Ok, from now on, I shall only eat Penang laksa. No other laksa, please. I stayed at Parkroyal Hotel, a really fab place to live in, amidst the mountains, in which I shall scour for that one photo later and attach it at the bottom, and it's at Batu Feringghi beach, which is the northern most part of Penang Island. Oh yes, did I mention that Penang is an island by itself, separated by the Peninsular by the 13.5km Penang bridge. Amazing. The bridge must've been Mahathir's big project. Haha. Right, I'm being mean.

And I'vve covered every state possible in Peninsular Malaysia. Really. I'm not lying. Since we went to Penang, mom and dad thought that we should pay a visit to our uncle who lives in Perlis, which is like the last state in Malaysia, technically. So we passed the rice fields of Kedah, what a magical sight, really. And northwards to Perlis, to Kangar. And we nearly went to Bukit Kayu Hitam, which marks the border into Thailand. I swear, we were so close to moving into Thailand. Wow. I'm still so fascinated now.

But the most memorable event would be the journey towards Penang Hill. We had to take the train, but the sad thing is that the train moves so slow, I swear, I run faster than that train. Hah. So they have this track up the mountain, which is like 800m above sea level, I think. I saw monkeys up the mountain, ok, hill, and lots of houses. You wouldn't believe it, but there are actually habitats on these mountains. I wonder how they get their water supply and food and all sorts of necessities. It must be a tough climb, cos the ascent was rather steep. Even I freaked out halfway, and I am on the train. So, when we reach the top 20 minutes later, the view of Pulau Pinang was breathtaking. I think there's a picture of it at the top. We can see the Penang bridge and all that, and it's really cold up there, plus, there are shops at the top, and the ones manning the shops are really hot Pulau Pinang mamats, I swear, I could have cekup-ed one of them, haha. Funny funny. Nice people. Anyway, the monkeys there, well, they are really people-oriented. Meaning, they can sit beside you and not scratch and pee on you. So cute. And I managed to snap a photo of a really cute monkey, who sempat pose for the shot, believe it or not. Hahah..amusing.

Did I mention that there's lots of pasar malam at Penang, especially near my hotel area. And oh man, there's so many Arabs there! I think they hail from Lebanon or something. And the way they speak, my iman tergugat seh. And I don't know why.

The journey back home took 12 hours. Really exhausting. But I enjoyed it all the same because there were lots of stops. Let me see if I can recall them all. First, we stopped at Ipoh, then we moved southwards to Kelana Jaya, then we stopped at Negeri Sembilan, where we stopped at Rembau, which happens to be Z's kampong, and finally, we stopped at Ayer Hitam, finally at Machap, and then we went past Skudai and finally into Woodlands checkpoint, cos Tuas was kinda busy. What a busy exhausting tiring exciting ride. And that marks the end of my holiday for this year. Really. I'm just looking forward to my trip to Iran and Jordan next year. Yee-hah!!!!

I'm too lazy to blog about prom, but one thing's for sure. I enjoyed it, but the food, omg, it tastes like warong food. But it's okay, if that's Copthorne's definition of Muslim food. Haha. And I snapped a picture with Darrel Ang! Woots! I shan't post it up here, cos I want it to remain exclusive, and revealing it to the world would mean that it would degrade in status. Haha, my theory, don't bother.

I'm still rather sad that I didn't get to see my sacrificial, ok, my parents actually, lamb. I've been a devout audience at Masjid Tentera every year, and not being able to celebrate Hari Raya Haji in Singapore was actually a sad thing. We actually spent it on the road, on the way back to Singapore. But the good thing is, the Malaysian PM, Abdullah Badawi, was actually in Kepala Batas, which is in Penang, witnessing the lambs being sacrificed. So, it's good that we're actually within the vicinity, hehe.

And I experienced lots of accidents in Penang. Down on my luck, I daresay. I smashed my little toe on the bus seat, hit my head on the van door, broke a nail when I smashed it on the bathroom door, fell from the bed when I'm sleeping, choked on a fishbone, and had a terrible migraine and fever on the second day. Ouch. But it's memorable, haha.

All in all, I would visit Penang again. Just book me a two-way ticket to Bayan Lepas International Airport. Thanks.

2007-12-09T22:42:00.001+08:00

Can I say something?

I think 'The Noose' is a shameless parody of the News. If you were to listen hard at the weird alienised slangs that the 'presenters' used, you would realise that they are indirectly criticising and being cynical of the home affairs. I mean, these are the kind of shows that breed cynics and also those that are seeking a more simpler, albeit more sarcastic version of the news, lest they think that the actual news is actually too complicated to follow. It's a disgrace to Singapore, particularly Mediacorp. It just goes to show how much and how desperate they are in heightening viewer ratings for their shows. It's a shameless thing to do. As it is, The Noose is actually a waste of air time, where Mediacorp can show other more 'educational' or insightful programmes that can help to enlighten viewers. If there ever is a petition calling for the end of The Noose, rest assured that I'll be among the first few. It's a disgrace, shameless, idiotic show that doesn't deserve much credit and ought not to have another season, lest the producers think that it deserves that.

2007-12-08T16:55:00.001+08:00

Hello everyone! Wow, it's been so long since I last wrote a pretty decent entry. Well, I shall try to press my brain to think right now and at least present yet another cynical post about yet another Singaporean trait. Otherwise, I shall try to be nice.

Did I mention that Arab Street is way fun? Yeah it is. You guys should totally spend an entire day there, and you'll get the chance to meet all sorts of people, even those that you'd never even have dreamt of meeting, like Nad for example. Heh. And yes, there's lots of hot mamats at Haji Lane, you just gotta see for yourself.

Anyway, the point it, I'm so freaking bored that I think I may well on the way of jumping out of my own skin. I think I've almost exhausted my to-do list, and that I think that the next best option would be to sit and home and be a good girl, not that I've been bad so far, heh. But, it sounds boring, so I guess I'm open to all sorts of suggestions except suggestions from Sayeem, because nothing good and decent comes out of that guy's mouth. In any case, I shall try to sort out my own brains later.

Oh, did I mention that I am getting insomnia. Weird, isn't it? Considering the fact that I rarely take afternoon naps, and the fact that I always feel sleepy at night, but the eyes simply refuse to close themselves. Weird weird. Maybe I should try taking sleeping pills, who knows, aye?

I swear, I am bound to sit/stand/near to someone who DIGS their FREAKING NOSE in public. It's like, I don't know, a connection or something. Ok, let's all agree on one point ya? DIGGING YOUR NOSE IS DISGUSTING. Can we agree on that? I mean, discreetly, and without anyone knowing bout it is fine, but in PUBLIC?! Like oh my gawd what the hell is your problem? It's rude, if you ask me. It's like, yuck, you're squeezing things out of your stomach and it's so bloody urgent you can't wait till you get home to settle the business. And I've noticed that it happens to men most of the time. Ok, gender issues aside, but what the heck is your problem? Everybody is bound to have manners somewhere sometime, don't tell me you totally lack manners at all? And if that's not enough, they STICK THEIR RESIDUE AT PLACES WHERE PEOPLE ARE BOUND TO LEAN/SIT ON. OMG. Like how disgusting, how filthy that is?????!!!! Seriously, I think that even though the Singapore education system boasts of producing all-rounded leaders of tomorrow, but heck, they failed in this aspect - LACK OF MORAL EDUCATION AND CIVIC CONSCIOUSNESS. Ok, we, including me, are guilty culprits of scoffing at this 'useless' subject when we were back in school, but given time, we may soon realise that this is all there is. Perhaps the textbooks can be revamped, such that on every page, in BOLD RED LETTERING, they may write this, "DO NOT DIG YOUR NOSE IN PUBLIC. And slap it across anything and everything to get the message across.

I will not, WILL NOT, act like a typical Singaporean and complain about every littlest thing, but this is surely one issue that is important, isn't it? After all, we were the 'victims' of public nose residue, ain't it? So tell me, how can whatever I've said is illegitimate?

(: Live well, people.

Haha, well, here's your muse

2007-12-08T13:59:00.000+08:00

It's really funny, me launching my own line of cards. I know, scoff, people, scoff. So unlikely, right? But the heck who cares. People launch their own brand of apparel, I launch cards. Haha. So funny. But then again, in this nothing-is-impossible world, anything and everything can happen. I know, the next thing, Fana would be laughing her most devilish laughter when she views this profile. Truth is, I wanna share my ideas with the world, hence this account on Multiply. If not for that, I think I would most prolly live under my little umbrella, keeping my ahem marvelous ideas to myself. I'm excited as to how people would receive my ideas. Would they accept them? Or would they just shake thy heads and scoff at what they are seeing? I don't know. I guess it all boils down to a matter of perceptions. I'm really excited to see people's reactions, and hopefully, this will give me the strength to further continue my pride and joy.

Lotsa love, people. From, me.

2007-11-26T21:27:00.000+08:00

HELLO WORLD! A LEVELS ARE OFFICIALLY OVERRRRRR!!!

Everyone whose name is SHAKIRAH, please stand up and rejoice, for the happy moment is finally here! Seriously, after the paper, I was feeling so carefree and so happy that I just wanted to laugh and laugh and continue laughing at all the lame stupid jokes. It feels so good to be able to do things at my own pace now, not to have to ADD OIL to the lamp every single night since January 2007. Heh. To add the topping on the ice cream, I got a brand new phone! Wooply-doodly-doo! And yes, hun, I've already given Isyah her housewarming gift, and I do hope that she loves her new gift.

In too much excitement to type everything down. My mind's in a whirl, cos there's so many things I wanna do!

toodles! (:

2007-11-23T11:57:00.000+08:00

The PSLE results were released yesterday. Okay, so I may not have any direct connection with the release of such results, heh, but my sister, well, she did pretty average. Not that excellent, but at least she did better than me. When it was my year, I got a whopping 225, but that's because I outrightly refused to study for the Math and Science paper since I don't understand a shithead in there, well, at that point in time, that is. I loathed the math problem sums, because the words are so twisted that I could barely understand what the heck is profit, cost and how to calculate such problems. Teeheee. This was despite the fact that I was in the 'best class', but the hell I don't know how I got in there. Lol. Anyways, you could prolly say the same for science, i.e., I had no freaking idea how photosynthesis works and how bubbles are formed and whatnots. So, you can guess, I was prolly one of the worst kids in class. Like the worst of the best kinda thing. Hahahah..And trust me, I was enjoying it. I was the pretty laid-back kid sitting at the back of the class with the guys. And boy, it was fun. (: Anyway, the point is, I was rather surprised that I got a 'whopping' 225, with the grades A* for English and Malay, a B for Math (wow!) and a C for Science. Hehe..I pretty much guessed that my B and C must be pretty high, but then again, a B will always be a B, and a C a C. Lol. The point is, it doesn't matter whatever your aggregate score is, because pretty much in the end, it's either a jc or a poly route for you (like Farhana rightly pointed out), and you'll most probably be in the same school as your smarter peers eventually. So, with that said, I do agree with Fana that the PSLE is the worst gauge you'll ever get. Like, you see, the top scorer for this year, who scored 294 (damn, how did she get that?), will probably end up in a jc, but she will most probably be in the same jc as the students who got 260+ or even lesser. See? It will all even out eventually. It may seem grand now, but a few years down the road, we'll all look back and say that, "Heh, it's not even that grand afterall." Trust me, this works - every single time.

Please note that I am not belittling our poor ex-primary six 2007 students, but that's the harsh reality. All I can say is, enjoy it while it lasts. Teehee! Ok, I know I'm being mean, and that I may as well damn look forward to the release of my A's results *gasps*, but heh, enjoy it while it lasts, beb, enjoy it.

On to another topic, well, I've noticed that lately, the papers (yes, I have been reading, though sometimes absent-mindedly) have been flooded with lots of news about criminals lying. If you were to read today's papers, particularly the Home section, there's a man with his face splashed across the page, who lied about his address to get his daughter into a reputable all-girls school. All I can say is, come on, can't you form better white lies, while you're at it? Heh. I'm not encouraging lying, since in the end, you can barely know who's lying and who's not. And that's where the danger lies. What? Lying has become somewhat of a fad now? Tsk tsk. The world is so freaking corrupted that it's on the brink of disaster, I'm tellin' ya. And heh, I got this really controversial political cartoon in my head right now, but I'll refrain myself from typing it down (not that you can type cartoon down, of course!) for fear of being caught by the net-watchers. Lol. So it shall remain a secret as for now, till then I wish to divulge it to one person per se. Heheehehehehhhhh....(: But the point it, don't lie people, because as the classic story shows, lying once means that you're not gonna win people's trust ever. It's that simple.

What?! I can't do commentaries now? Aye, I'm gonna do it, come what may

And oh! My dad got a Uni of Melbourne prospectus for me yesterday. The future's lookin', well, great, all I can say. (:

2007-11-20T23:58:00.001+08:00

Woots! I've been shopping for the past Saturday and Sunday, and boy, that felt good. I finally realized and believed that the one and only greatest stress-reliever is no longer sleeping, but retail therapy. Now here's why (a few observations which I made while aimlessly zipping in and out of Paragon, Taka and whatnots):

- When we conduct retail therapy for ourselves, we are indirectly trying to clear our brains of whatever clutter that may have reside in there since time immemorial. This is because we are diverting our attention away from the clutter to the littlest, or however big it may be, pleasures which retail therapy has to offer - and at great length
- We gain a sense of satisfaction when we are able to zip out our, *gasps from fathers alike* credit cards and ATM cards and NETS and American Express cards, or whatever that is available. This is so because we feel that we are more in control of ourselves when our purchasing power increases, and this may indirectly make up for the drain of control due to extreme stress cases
- All of us, no matter how little it may be, have this ability to 'observe' people's antics, and we (secretly) gain a sense of satisfaction from the activity called 'People-Watching' (credits: Good Morning America)
- Our hyper level goes from null to over-the-top when we are able to get what we want (yes to all who feels this way). It's like, "Yay! One more item to chuck away from the closet or cookie oven or shoerack, you get my drift)

That. Was Made Over A Period Of Two Days. Usually I'd observe more, but due to the fact that I am really pressed for time at the current moment (gosh, look at the time!) and also because I'd better type whatever else I'm feeling before it dissipates into thin oxy-carbon-dioxided (ok, there's no such term, but the hell who cares) air. Oh y va, to the next topic please.

So, I admit, I've been faithfully watching the Ellen DeGeneres show. And boy, that stuff contains lots of 'educational' and funny bits, which I bet would not have possibly been found anywhere else on tv. So, with that said, in case the producer of the Ellen DeGeneres show, Ms Kara Hogan, reads this entry (God, I pray that she wills ;P) I'd like to declare that at this point of my life, I totally DIG that show. I mean, come on, that show's full of sardonic, satiric comments and subtle criticisms (ahh yes, Sharkie's favourite 'S' words) that would only happen on that show. Take for instance, during the Sept 19 2007 show (which was broadcasted in Singapore only yesterday, Nov 19 2007, whee, they're a month apart!) which features Jessica Alba, the latter claims that Ellen was making fun of her. Here's how it goes:

Jessica: (After doing the 'perfect walk') You're makin' fun of me!
Ellen: Of course I'm not!
Jessica: Yes you are!
Ellen: No, I'm not. You can ask the audience. I've never made fun of my guests before, but this is the first time.

Haha.. Lolz. Ok, I know that narrating it would not even be half as funny, but you should totally catch that show if you're looking for alternative ways of venting out your stress levels without hitting the road or whipping out that credit cards, and suffering a heart attack when the bills came knock-knock-knockin' on ya door. Simple and inexpensive, plus, if you're the constant couch companion like I am, you'd be able to appreciate Ellen's subtle humour. Really. All it takes, is just an hour. Just an hour.

Next up, we have the movie called 'Beowulf'. This is the one featuring Ray Winstone, Anthony Hopkins and Angelina Jolie and the rest of their buddy class. 'Beowulf' is really the title for an Anglo-Saxon poem, but (and I know this must be lingering in some of your heads) some may think that 'Beo' means 'beer' (read: Pinot Noir) while 'Wulf' simply means 'wolf', so if you integrate them together, it becomes 'drunken wolf', which, if you were to look at it from another (mean) perspective, it sounds like drunken wolves and Wolverine battling it out on the Gladiator ring. But, but, that isn't the intention in which this was written. The point it, though some of the men may like to admit that Angie does look hot in her birthday suit, but the amazing thing about this movie is that it is so laden with special effects that it can even make Ray Winstone, who plays Drunken Thane, looks so hot and amazing with six pecs and washboard abs, though in reality, he is, well, fat and chubby and very grandfather-like. Isn't that really something? Now, this is probably what we call the greatest inventions of movies, that is, to make big-sized men like Ray Winstone look gorgeous, while on the contrary, Singaporean artistes are forever complaining that being on screen makes them fat. The secret? No, not Xando pills, but SPECIAL SLIMMING ON-SCREEN EFFECTS.

Take a leaf out of it, study the comments I've made, and I do welcome 'constructive' (the politically-correct term meaning: You'd better comment positively and not negatively) criticisms. Just tag on the black board below, and I'll answer everything with as much a politically-correct answer as possible. =)

Whoa, this has really been a long post. Perhaps the next time I shall continue doing such a thing would be when A's end on the 26th. Toodles! And thanks for being so patient so as to read this far.

By the bye, do check out this song, 'Once Again' by Frankie Jordan. It's a really sweet song which I'd recommend to future Stepford wives (not that I foresee myself being one in the future, heh). =)

2007-11-17T00:18:00.000+08:00

Why God, why?!!!!!!!

Ha. That's it. 10 days before my last paper on the 26th, is waaayyyyyy too long. But never mind, cosidering that I'm the ever optimist person, or so I thought, I shalt brace myself and keep myself in check till the end of exams.

You know what? I think I'm beginning to fall in love. With studying. I guess we have that chemistry, y'know? Especially me and my Lit books, which I have began to form an affinity towards. Hehe. What would I do without them books aye?

Come on Sharkie, come early April, if you earn enough bucks, you'll be able to go to Thailand in December, Sweden for a month-long holiday, andddddd Iran for a two-week holiday.

Holiday, holiday...Manalah aku nak korek duit nie??? Senang je. Cari kerja yang boleh mendatangkan wang dollar yang banyak. Settle dah problem you.

Ohhh by the bye, I'd like to especially thank my mom for helping me spot questions for Econs. For both case study paper and essay paper. Right on target beb, right on target. =)

I'm pretty much happy with the way the papers turn out so far. It's been a great time for me, taking the A's. I never knew that I could enjoy it, but yeah, I did. And I'm pretty much happy with my 'projected' results. Hopefully they come true.

=)

2007-11-13T22:38:00.000+08:00

Some people are just plain idiotic.

Oh wells. You just have to accept that such people exist.

Listen, if everyone considers themselves to be unique and special, then nobody's unique and special anymore, right?

Wrong. Think again. Do you really think that it is possible to have millions, or billions or trillions, of talents, for that matter?

I believe in the impossible, that's why.

Econs went okay. The questions were twisted in all sorts of directions, but essentially, it was okay. Note the phrase, "It was okay."

Oh heck, quit your nonsense, and I'll quit mine.

Thanks. As it is, I can't wait to finish my papers this Thursday, but that means that I have to do Sejarah Antarabangsa (hehe, it's International History) first. Get through that first, then jump later.

I just realised that my Lit paper 4 is the last paper for the entire A-level exams for year 2007.

Why God, why???????!!!!!!

*This is Shakirah's alter ego. Please do not entertain it as such*

Why do I even talk to them?

"~Bloody miserable~I am going to burn my History notes in front of the Exams Gods after my paper Just wait and see"-Sharkie says:
I am going bald from the repeated yankings from my hair due to the fact that I failed in understanding anything from history.

Edycrin- the doctor's in!-the history teacher says:
Haha. Well, there are no history gods, you are left on your own to die, mwahahahhhhhhh!

"~Bloody miserable~I am going to burn my History notes in front of the Exams Gods after my paper Just wait and see"-Sharkie says:
Whutever. And also, I fail to understand global economy. And I did SDL!

Edycrin- the doctor's in!-the history teacher says:
Don't be a wuss. We didn't even teach you global economy. You are in safe hands, please be assured of that.

"~Bloody miserable~I am going to burn my History notes in front of the Exams Gods after my paper Just wait and see"-Sharkie says:
Yeah, as soon as my paper ends on thursday, I am throwing away all the history notes/from the seventeenth floor.

Edycrin- the doctor's in!-the history teacher says:
Ms Ng is rolling around on the floor, laughing. Mwahaahahhhhhh! Oops, gotta go, next patient's here!

"~Bloody miserable~I am going to burn my History notes in front of the Exams Gods after my paper Just wait and see"-Sharkie says:
Next patient. Lols. >< I would've thrown all the sad icons off the screen if not for you.

Edycrin- the doctor's in!-the history teacher says:
Ah well, one's gotta do what one's been dictated to do! *winks*

Arrrgggghhhhh!!!! WTH.

2007-11-12T13:53:00.000+08:00

I had fun during the Lit paper today. Believe me, I was constantly amusing myself with topic sentences. Lol. The paper was really cool, and I think the setters are nice people.

~~Lit In English Paper 1~~
Econs essay
Econs Case studies
Int'l History
Lit In English Paper 4 IOW

Woah! Just imagine, in another two weeks, bye bye notes, hello FREEDOM!

Hehe. I thought I may do well for this A levels. It's been pretty good so far, but I guess it's too early to tell.

Well, toodles!

2007-11-11T11:13:00.000+08:00

What a beautiful Sunday aye? What a beautiful day. I've never seen such a beautiful day with so many little colourful birds flying around, going two-weet-two-woo! The flowers are blooming, and everyone is so happy today. Well, not all, of course. Just think, if everyone is happy today, then who is there to make people feel so disgusted, right?

Ok, the truth is, I am so bored, hence this totally irrelevant, totally random post. My fingers are just itching to type something, I just knew it. I am going bald, I think, from repeated yankings in my hair due to the fact that I'm finding it hard, yes, hard indeed, to memorize the various idiotic ugly truths that those old people made in their past lifetime. Ok, sorry no offense done. But seriously, besides the fact that I am indeed going bald, I think I'm going to fry my brains soon. BIG TIME. Yes, fry my brains, cos you know what? There is only a certain amount that I can handle, and anything more than that, I can just experience a short circuit. I'm telling you.

And I wanna bitch slap the aliens. IT'S PAYBACK TIME. REVENGE IS SWEET. (:

2007-11-09T10:11:00.000+08:00

Isabella by Search

Isabella adalah
Kisah cinta dua dunia
Mengapa kita berjumpa
Namun akhirnya terpisah
Siang jadi hilang
Ditelan kegelapan malam
Alam yang terpisah
Melenyapkan sebuah kisah...

Terbayang lambaiannya
Salju terbakar kehangatan
Dunia di penuhi
Warna berseri bunga cinta
Kita yang terlena
Hingga musim berubah
Mentari menyepi
Bernyalalah api cinta

Dia Isabella
Lambang cinta yang lara
Terpisah kerana
Adat yang berbeza
Cinta gugur bersama
Daun daun kekeringan...

Haluan hidupku
Terpisah dengan Isabella
Tapi aku terpaksa
Demi cintaku Isabella
Moga dibukakan
Pintu hatimu untukku
Akan terbentang jalan
Andainya kau setia
Oh! Isabella....

Isabella. Rosella. Ariana.

Beautiful names, beautiful people.

2007-11-08T13:23:00.003+08:00

General Paper
Mathematics
History of Southeast Asia
Literature in English Paper 1: Othello, Pride and Prejudice, Unseen text
Economics Paper 2: Case study and Data Response Questions
Economics Paper 1: Essays for microeconomics and macroeconomics
International History
Literature in English Paper 4: Brave New World, Herland, Coleridge's Poems, Unseen text

Wahahahhaahhhh!!! So many more to go!!!! When is this gonna end???????????? Can you see me crying already? Can you? Can you????

There are two different types of people who exist in this world.

Those who can count. And those who can't.

Guess where I am?

2007-11-07T12:42:00.001+08:00

What is your deepest fear?

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure about you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

- from A Return to Love by Marianne Williamson, quoted by Nelson Mandela and echoed by Ms Sabariah

Have faith in ourselves, we shall. It's the last lap, two more weeks to go before we can taste ultimate freedom.

InsyaAllah. We take care of this, and Allah will take care of the others. Trust me. :)

2007-11-06T19:59:00.000+08:00

Trying to memorize Keynesian was no mean feat.

But I'm glad I did Keynes and the multiplier. I would never have done it if I wasn't forced to sit down and memorize.

And oh, did you guys know that the Greek Civil War was the trigger for the start of the Cold War, and not so much of the US foreign policy of Containment? Hurhur. I am finally beefing up on my historical knowledge. History's in 9 days, I bet I can memorize everything within those 9 days. Well, all the best to me then.

I miss being able to go online to chat with my friends. Somehow, being at home and studying makes me feel very isolated and very cut off from the world. I know I'm not the only one who feels like this, but then again, every problem's unique, aye?

Till then, dear people. I love you guys lots. :)

2007-11-05T16:52:00.000+08:00

I am now officially a ~~proud~~ member of the Facebook community. However, I shall only explore the gadgets further after A levels end, so you guys can wait for more updates after the 26th. Lol. That said, I shall promise never to isolate my Friendster account.

You know what? Having multiple accounts is rather fun. In a mystical sort of way.

Toodles!

2007-11-04T16:11:00.000+08:00

Can you believe it? This is the 301th post, believe it or not. Heh, I can't believe that I have been keeping a blog for this long, and wrote so much for so long. Usually, if I were to keep a diary in which I would have to manually write everything down, I wouldn't be this conscientious, trust me. I am not the kind of person who would stick around for long, but man, this truly is one amazing feat. Looking back at my previous blog entries, I realised that I have grown and matured so much, it is beyond compare. I created this blog when I first started out at AJ in April last year for the reason of posting my AJ memories online, and man, it does really contain lots of insights, plus lots of other fond memories which happened outside school. I guess I finally understood the real meaning of 'Experience makes one grow.' It really does. I think the more you experience things that were previously beyond your realm, the more you would gain more from it, who knows right?

Did you ever feel that there is something that is in you, and it is just waiting to come out? I bet you felt that way before. See, for the past few days, I've been wanting to emerge as a different person, and it is so bizarre that I do not know what or how to describe it. It's like, this person, who is raring and blazing with life, because she knows that the world is waiting for her to shine. Yes, it is that kind of amazing feeling. And boy am I basking in the glory in the sweet little world of mine. :D I think I am just too excited for holidays to hail in, because that means that I can go holiday-ing, which is what I terribly enjoy doing, and I wished that I can get a ticket on the A380 (not that chances are low, heh :D). Cos I did eavesdrop, and it seems that we're all prolly going to Thailand, baby! Haha..Can't wait. It's been so long since I heated the seat of a plane. Last time I did that, I was in sec three. Lol. And, and, to add to all that heat and excitement, there's a high probability that I will spend a good few months next year in Sweden! Hola!!!! Hahah...And to top off all that excitement, I think I am pretty much gonna get a job in some bank which God-Knows-Where (though I had shirked the idea of working at such a tender young age, but I can't possibly rot at home, no?) and of course, the highlight would be that I shall go and earn a driving license for myself. Woopee!!!! I see a bright, good, full nine months ahead. Hopefully, during that period of time, I can scourse through some courses at universities all over, and perhaps, make that ultimate decision on where I will be headed.

So with that said, and with all the plans laid out good in front of me, I'm off - to mug for Econs. Yay!

All smiles, everyone. And just hang in there, ladies. One more month before we can taste forbidden freedom!

2007-10-25T09:31:00.001+08:00

OKAY I KNOW THAT I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ONLINE, BUT NEVERMIND. A FIVE MINUTE QUICK UPDATE WOULD NOT HURT, WOULD IT? YES, FIVE MINUTES, AND I'LL BE OFFLINE. NO CYBER-LOAFING, I PROMISE, MA... :D

Revision is going well, ahead of plans, so yep, I am so proud of myself. Now is just a matter of polishing up whatever rusty analysis (yes, my course requires millions of that) that needs to be cleared. Then, I'm ready to face the big A's. Whoa, it seems like a compliment for myself, so heh. :) :) You know what? I even feel like I am excited to take exams, which is really incredulous, seeing that I have NEVER been excited for any tests or exams, save for a few addition and subtraction math tests, and of course, some English exams. Haha. Weird. And I haven't been watching teevee, so don't ask what's on and what's not. And of course, not forgetting that I have erased the urge to blog (now it has become a 'chore' instead of a 'fad'. Lol.), so kudos to me.

I am so hyperinflated right now. I feel so good, prolly because Mr Z has brushed off some of his 'youthful vigour' on me. It's so funny, that someone online can actually make you feel a whole lot better. I think I got rid of some of the stress just by talking. Haha. Now, don't get me wrong, I like solitude, but sometimes, having company is better. I guess cooping myself up at home has taught me how to be independent (ok, a whole lot more independent), and be responsible for my actions at home. Ok, I don't see any relevance, so I don't know where that came from. And to think that I personally know Mr Z. Tsk.

Ok, five minutes is up! Gotta hit the notes and start memorizing on the nitty-gritty details! Till then, I shall be alive (yes, very much alive) after the A's end. I promise.

NO CYBER-LOAFING!!!!

2007-10-07T10:08:00.001+08:00

Salam to all,

I think this may be my last post until the A levels end. Can you believe it?! 24 days to the start of A's, 5 days to Farewell Assembly, and 6 days to Hari Raya. It's that mugging-festivemood-sad feeling that I'm really experiencing right now. Ok, so mugging may not be a feeling, but studies just turn me waayyy on these days. I guess I so badly want to do well for the A's, do my parents proud, and get decent results to get into a university, no matter where it may be. My mum once said, "Dunia ni bumi Allah, rezeki ada dimana-mana." There is some truth in that. If we do not do as well as we hoped for the A's, don't worry, there's always some place where we can shine, it doesn't just have to be confined in Singapore. Therefore, the moral of the story is, just focus on the big A's, and insya-Allah, Allah will take care of the things following it. He always does.

With that said, and with the overwhelming sadness that I'm experiencing due to the fact that I will be leaving my dearest friends soon for study break, I'd just like to say a little something. Thank you friends, for being there for me all the time throughout my years in AJC. I know I have not done much to deserve you people, but I'll just have you know that all of you occupy a special place in my heart. There's no words to describe just how much each of you means to me, neither I feel that it is necessary to write an entire volume like Tarling did, because there isn't enough space for all my gratitude. You guys have been the greatest things that has ever happened to me thus far in AJC. I know I may have said bad stuff about you guys at some point in time, but really, I didn't mean all that I said. It was just in a midst of anger and upset that made me rant bad things about you guys. Forgive me if I haven't been able to be a good friend to you, for I am a terrible person who does not know how to console those who need a shoulder to lean on. The least I could do is to listen to your problems, but other than that, I think I can't do much. In any case, you guys are really special. I will treasure the moments we share in Anderson for as long as I live, because they say that JC friends last longer than any other friends. Thank you friends, for going through hell and suicide with me, because I think I may just explode if you guys weren't there for me when I am so overcome with studies and all. Thanks for the little gifts and the tiny words of courage that you guys shower on me. I know I haven't done much, and I'll extend my apologies on that. Thank you friends, for showing me how to break the rules and open my eyes to the world of youth 'delinquancy' and showing me the other side of life - the darker side - that I have not seen before. In other words, thank you friends, for showing me how to be street-wise, which I think I am a big goondoo at. I know I have lots of faults, but I hope you can pardon me on that. Lastly, thank you friends, for the sweetest moments that you have shared with me. I appreciate all that.

Ok, enough of the emo-ing. You know, I can't really bear to leave all my friends behind, but for the sake of my future, I must. I gotta, I hafta.

And then, when the A levels end and we have done ourselves sufficiently proud, we can all enjoy ourselves to our hearts' content. I shan't get started on what those would be, but I'm sure we'll find ways around that.

Lastly, to those taking the A's, just remember this little piece of advice from me:
"Just remember to put in your best effort. Whatever the result may be, don't fret so much about it. Allah will take care of it, because it is only He who knows what is best for us. In our pursuit of studying, don't forget that Allah still exists, and we must constantly share our thoughts with Him in our prayers, because everything will fall in place neatly, and Allah will ensure that. The most important thing now is, Kita mesti redha dengan ketentuan Allah s.w.t. Have faith in Him, and He will show you the way."

Wassalam.

2007-10-02T22:01:00.000+08:00

When I was a little girl, I loved playing with Barbie dolls. You name it, I had it. From the Holiday barbie, to the barbie princess, I think the main reason as to why I was able to stick through thick and thin with barbie was because it seemed as an outlet for me to enter into another dimension. Really, it is as if with barbie, I am able to imagine myself transcending into a different world, where there's the existence of prince charming and the big beautiful grand castle. And also, the fact that I can imagine myself dressing up in barbie's really fashionable clothes. It seemed so real for me. In a way, interacting with barbie seemed like a form of escapism for me. I can imagine myself as pretty as barbie, living in a fairytale, with the good and the evil coexisting side by side. It seemed like such a beautiful idea.

I had momentarily forgotten about barbie when cabbage patch babies and the Bratz dolls came into the picture. However, I knew that barbie would inevitably be a part of my life, whether it was sooner or later. I adored dressing barbie's hair, considering that I had hair that long back in primary school. And oh, I do remember loving her blonde locks. And yes, a confession here, but I really thought that Ken doll is really hot. Heh. Hence, I guess from the interaction between myself and barbie and her dream world, I began to appreciate beauty even more, and taken a huge interest in all things impossible.

The interest in barbie dolls revived during Childrens' Day yesterday. There was the showing of 'Barbie as the Island Princess' on Kids Central. I don't know whether you guys saw it, but to me, as I watched that an hour and a half movie, I felt like I was a kid once again. Only this time, I had my baby cousin watching with me, and we kind of share dreams about how pretty barbie is, and how we both wanted to be princesses in our own right.

Maybe the question of whether we are princesses really lies in ourselves. I know that you do not need to be a part of the royal family in order to be a princess officially. What it does matter is that you have a good heart, in which everyone is able to accept you, and of course, the air of elegance as you walk past. To me, every girl is a princess in their own right, whether they noticed or not.

And yes, in the movie, barbie's name is Rosella. I think it's a very princessy name. I thought the name of the evil queen of another kingdom, which is Ariana, is pretty too, but considering the fact that she has an ugly character, I think otherwise. Maybe when I meet a nice real-life Ariana, then I would revert to my old thinking.

In the meantime, I'm gonna do some night-dreaming and pull myself out of all these stress (which is hovering on dangerously high levels), and escape into the world of barbie.

And believe it or not, but I think barbie is hiding in some cupboard somewhere. It's time to look for her.

"And they live happily ever after..."

2007-09-30T10:35:00.000+08:00

Baby Mushroom Quiche, you're all I ever need to survive
Everyone, meet my baby, Yummy Yummy Mushroom Quiche! Ahah..Just give me this and I'll be satiated. There's no need for chocolates, please. Just serve me mushroom quiche! Now this is what I mean by GIMME GIMME GIMME MORE, GIMME GIMME GIMME MORE!

On a separate note...

They say that all rivers lead to the ocean. Which is true, in fact. That's cos the point where the end of the river meets the mouth of the ocean is called the delta. How did I remember this amazing fact? Heh. My Geography teacher loves this word when I was taking taking Geog in sec 1. Hurhur. It's his favourite word, which is why I am able to remember such a thing, among many other little known facts from Geog.

So, with that said, I just realised, water from lakes and rivers are tasteless, isn't it? And water from the ocean is salty, right? So, when they converge, how come the water at the mouth of the ocean doesn't turn tasteless, or salty in that sense? Well, I have found the perfect answer for this, which I thought is superbly beautiful, if you look at it from a religious perspective.

It is God's secrets, which we are not meant to know of.

True enough, in Surah Al-Furqan, ayat 53, it is stated,

Dan Dialah yang membiarkan dua laut mengalir (berdampingan); yang ini tawar lagi segar dan yang lain asin lagi pahit; dan Dia menjadikan antara keduanya dinding dan batas yang menghalanginya.

Translation: "And He allows for the two seas to flow side-by side; one tasteless yet fresh, and the other salty yet bitter; and He creates a wall between both seas and a barrier that is preventive.

Therefore, this has made me appreciate the works of God. As they always say, God works in the most mysterious ways unfathomable to Mankind.

Subhanallah.

2007-09-29T07:53:00.000+08:00

I adore my new blog skin. It's black. It's simple. It spells ELEGANCE and SOPHISTICATED.

So anyway, I found this really neat article as I was scouring through a magazine a few days ago (yes, I still do have time for mags, please).

Snazzy ways to say NO to Global Warming
1) Take shorter showers
WE girls take long showers cos unlike the guys, on top of just cleaning ourselves, there's also exfoliating our skin, shaving our legs and cleansing our face ... in fact, washing our hair is in itself a ritual! But showers account for two-thirds of all water heating costs. By simply taking shorter showers, you can save more than 150kg of carbon dioxide and shave off an impressive amount from you water and electricity bills per year. And as it turns out, one of the easiest ways to shorten your shower is by timing your bathing ritual to one of your favourite songs. Try it out, and you can save loads of money, and channel them towards other "guilty pleasures."

2) Take a look at your makeup pouch
THE many environmental side effects of buying a beauty product are things people seldom think about when buying a cleanser. But the next time you are browsing at a cosmetics counter obsessing about your eyebags or oily skin, rainforests might very well be bulldozed off. Well-armed with a little information and a bit of conviction, you can do your part to protect the environment without resorting to strange and weird beauty regimes or relinquishing beauty products entirely.

So, I guess that's it then. There's actually more ways, in general, but they do not seem to appeal too much to me, much less the entire ladies population. Hurhur.

On a separate note, 2 more weeks to end of school officially! Those peeps are really smart, they had the J2 Farewell Assembly on the 12th of October, and schedule the Lit mock exam after Farewell Assembly. Like, why us?! Why not the Physics students?! It's not fair. It's like saying, "Oh, I let you go officially, but I still need you to do this 3 hour paper before you leave, then I can let you go." No fair!

Mock exams are starting next week. It's a full paper for all subjects. Man, I really do need to pull up my socks, though I think that I am about done with everything, just that I need to tie up loose bits here and there.

A levels are coming up on the 31st of October. I don't know why, but I really can't wait to face the A's! Hurhur. Weird.

In any case, I shall be cutting down on the number of posts per week, but definitely not on a hiatus. I'll update when more interesting stuff crops up, no?

2007-09-27T14:42:00.000+08:00

I'm done with laughing by myself. Cos you guys wanna know something? I was friendster-hopping just now, viewed a few profiles, and the oh-so-disastrous-that-it-would-make-the-Brits-scowl grammatical errors made by certain segments of the population. Take for instance, this person, whose picture shows that she was trying to clean her friend's smudged eyebrows, and the caption? "pity Her...eYeliNer sMashIng all Times.. & neEds me wipes 4 her eYes all timeS.." Ok, so now you know what's had me laughing since 2pm just now. I mean, it's hilarious, isn't it?

I tell you. Sometimes, the way they phrase their sentences, had me in stitches. I mean, funny is one thing, acting dumb like you are new to the English language is another. And it really shows through. What I meant was, if you intend to write your captions in English, at least do it properly, no? If not, it seems as though you are this person who is trying her 'best' to 'portray' her 'English' side, when she could not really pull it off.

Look at it this way. I was never against people who use Singlish to communicate. In fact, it is one of the easiest ways to communicate your ideas to the heartland aunties, rather than using British English (which we are using for the education system). It's just that sometimes, Singlish does sound vulgar to me. Yes, I'm not anti-Singlish, it's only that I have a thing against the way Singlish is being used in society. And you know what's had me peeved all the time? It's due to the fact that people, even though they try to use proper English, had their grammer mistakes upturned. Seriously, we need more language courses, no?

Whatever the tone of this may be, I would just like to say that if anyone is attempting to communicate your ideas in English, just ensure that it's the correct 'brand' of English we are talking about. That means, ensure that the grammatical errors are corrected, so that we do not come across as trying too hard even though we know that we are wrong. Ok, what am I saying. And also, if in any circumstances, there calls for a need to use Singlish, then please, don't speak it as if it's a vulgar language.

Matters aside, be proud of the English language! It's the only language that's universal.

P.S.: I'm only posting the above entree because I feel bad that I am not correcting the errors, even though I am supposed to 'major' in English. Hurhur.

2007-09-23T12:25:00.000+08:00

As I was sourcing through the Internet for some interesting photos, I came across a really classic picture of the world map. It had indications on the languages which are spoken worldwide, the types of land there are, and lots of other information which, of course, half the time, I wouldn't have understood. But in any case, the map kind of sparked my interest of travelling even further. I envisioned myself on a plane, flying from one country to another, kind of like the concept of a nomad. Wouldn't it be great to be born free? I would do anything just to travel like that - if only I had the money. Sadly, at this age, even my savings are not enough to sponsor a trip to Malaysia, heh.

Speaking of dreams (which I'm sure everyone has), it's bizarre to dream of living a life of perfect harmony and luxury. I mean, usually, the richest people are always the ones that are not that happy in some other aspects. Hence, it becomes sort of like a compromise thing. Like, your happiness is compromised in the search of wealth. And ironically, the poorest of the people are usually the ones that are happy and satisfied with whatever they have. Apart from disparity, which is really there, wouldn't we wish that we can have happiness as well as a basic standard of living? Sometimes, as I walk through Arab Street, I do notice some families that looked like they were not that well-off, but the family bond, oh my, it was great. The siblings were friendly and caring towards each other, and the parents are filled with so much joy seeing their children behaving in a certain manner. However, this is not the case when I do travel to the upper-districts, where I see little brats demanding from their poor parents who are at their beck-and-call. I could see that they were unhappy, but then again, I think they think that money buys their kids happiness, hence they would give in to their kids' demands. I pity this group of people.

Seeing the poor and seeing how much they are suffering, I blame the taxpayers. Really. I mean, obviously, the tax is not enough to support the welfare programmes, that's why we still see homeless people around. Maybe it's time the government step up on tax reforms to ensure more equality living, you get what I'm trying to say here?

Baby, you were not the one I knew when we first met four years ago...

Thank God, Alhamdulillah, I live moderately and in happiness. I hope that will be able to continue when I have my own family years down the road. Insya Allah.

2007-09-19T23:56:00.000+08:00

Haha, so for the benefit of Ms Isyah, who can't seem to see the date and the day on top of the entries, right now, it is the 20th of September, year 2007, 12 midnight.

Ok then. That's settled, I guess. I don't know how long more I must do it for Isyah.

Back to the most interesting topic for today - GRADES. I'm getting more fed-up day by day as teachers seem to be putting so much emphasis on grades rather than the improvements which we have made, or rather, for the lack of it. It's like, every single thing is graded, and it makes you all the more depressing because you know that you are going to fail the paper, yet you still have to be graded to see how well you failed. Seriously, somebody has just got to put a stop to this whole grading issues. I swear, for 80% of the people in my college, they think that grades are the be-all-and-end-all. It's like, get a life man! I have to admit, they are pretty smart for 17-18 year olds, but still, that doesn't mean that you can go round, making others suffer while you brag about your grades. I honestly, sincerely believe that you will have reason to brag about your grades only when you've achieved a perfect score, otherwise, ferget it! And that goes for a certain F guy in school, who hasn't even gotten a perfect grade, yet going round, asking people to "Try harder next time, ok?", when deep down, he's secretly saying, "Haha. You can never beat me." So merepek! I bet kat rumah, dia cuma tahu besarkan pantat aje. Wth.

In any case, I shan't murder, crash, bang, slam others because it's the holy month of Ramadhan. So I shall try to be as nice as possible, although they say frequently that being someone who you are not is tiring after a while. With that said, I shall progress to the next topic for tonight - on the Sharkie Shacking Show!

Ok, where did that come from, but nevertheless, I got back some prelim paper today! I admit, I was rather disappointed, but I noted that I made an 80% improvement since mid-years, so that wasn't too bad, was it? And thankfully, the mother at home did not really screamed and pulled my ears this time round, because why? Why, my dears, I studied. Ok, frankly, I didn't study that hard as to burn midnight oil (ugh, I dreaded using that phrase since P6!) like what some of my peers did. In fact, I hate to admit it, but I was basically breezing through the exams without any panic attacks. Gee, I suspected something was wrong, but I chose to ignore it. What an ignoramus you are, Sharkie!

In any case, I can't wait to get back my other papers, just not Math and Lit. Cos, if you have been a conscientious person, you would have notice that I did mention about screwing up these two subjects. Let me justify my reasons for saying so.

Firstly, I studied pretty hard for both papers. But I screwed up anyways. Ok, maybe not so much for Math, but more for Lit.

Secondly, I suspect the teacher had me in mind when she sets the paper. She wants to make me feel dreadful, cos it's only then that I would work extremely hard and make her grin from ear to ear. In other words, it's to prevent me from being complacent. Complacency kills!

Thirdly, the weather was so screwed up and I paid more attention to what was happening to nature than to the paper in front of me, hence, the limited attention span and hence the results (which I haven't gotten back yet). After all, you can't ignore the weather, can you? It's like, EVERYWHERE.

Fourthly, the jiwang songs are polluting my head. And I did hum during the exams.

Fifth, Mr E is the bane of my life. Enough said.

I hate declaring Mr E as the bane of my life. But it's like, you know, for most papers, I was confined to either his right, or his left. And it just distracts me, you know? Not that he's drop dead gorgeous, of course. I guess it's just his aura - his invincibility. Heheh. Sorry, E boy. I had to say that.

Guys have the biggest egos of the entire universe. Just yesterday, I did touched the ego of one of my besties by saying some nasty thing to him, which we both knew that I was sarcastic about, and the thing is, he kind of wept. Ok, not in that bucketful of tears in that sense, but he did kind of merajuk, or whatever that word is in English. And it's so funny, cos obviously, none of my guy friends are like that. Oh no, please don't mistake my bestie for a gay. Haha. We both know that he's a perfectly straight guy.

I think I wrote quite a substantial amount today. Well, I'd better be off if I want to wake up for sahur tomorrow! Night, all!

2007-09-17T23:22:00.000+08:00

So, it's been a pretty long time since I last updated. But no worries, I'm still alive right here, right now. Just that the past few days has been really hectic - exams and all. Which brings me to my next point.

It's really cool how jiwang (emo-ish) songs can really make you concentrate on your work. I tried that for revision for SEA, and oh me oh my, listening to sad, sappy songs by Search, Spoon, Spring, Fork, Tables, etc etc (ok, I made the last two up) really made me remember those darned facts a hell lot faster. No kidding. It's like, so stimulating for your brain cells, y'know? In a way, here's my theory on it. When you listen to these sad sappy songs, you tend to wallow a lot, then you tend to think about your fate and why the freaking toot you are studying that subject. And automatically, your brain registers the 'wallowsion' (ok, so there's no such word), hence allowing you to snap yourself back and get out of the pathetic state. Get it? Like I said, it's called a 'STI-MU-LA-TOR'. And these songs, though they do repeat themselves over and over again, the lyrics are very inspiring, and I've come to a conclusion: Men those era are hopeless romantics. And I mean it in my own way, heh.

But then, you see, every action has its consequences. Cos I experienced them. Man, listening to these sad sappy songs from Spoon, Spring, Search, yada yada really made me go craaaazzzzyyyyy. Like really. It's like, I'm doing my exams, and then, pop! These songs played automatically in my head. All the time (my papers are three hours on average), I kept mumbling, "Shut up, shut up!" I mightaswell a) sing aloud, or b) sing the song 'Shut Up' by BEP. Hurhur. Seriously, sometimes, the urge to sing in the middle of doing a paper is so strong that I have to clutch my stomach, resisting that urge.

"Cinta gugur bersama, daun-daun kekeringan..." ~Isabella

And yes, being a girl, sometimes, I do remember past events that happened millions of years ago when listening to these songs, so yep, that's the downfall of the Sharkie Sad Sappy Song Society!

I bet some of you are clapping right now. Like, serves her right. Who ask her to listen to stoopid dumb songs like this? Hurhur. Padan muka kau.

Which reminds me, by the way, I should mention: I am getting bankrupt from buying the tons of birthday gifts for people who have their birthdays from August to September. Like omg, so many people, please. I wonder why these two months are so saturated with babies.

That reminds me. Somebody's birthday is coming up this Wednesday. But I can't seem to remember whose. Or maybe I did? (and hence, it has a cryptic meaning)

This sounds pretty much like a nonsensical post. Ah well. I'm livid, anyways. So, live with it. Catch the pun? Never mind if you didn't. Cos I kind of didn't get it as well. Hahahahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

AndohIscrewedupmyhistorypaper,methinks!

2007-09-11T18:41:00.000+08:00

Studying sounds like such a passive activity. Oh, did I mention that before? In any case, even if I didn't, I'm sure all those muggers out there would agree with me, unless, (gasp) for you, studying is a hobby?! Haha. In any case (yet again), I'm having a blast with all those prelim papers. I mean, who wouldn't right? Well, look at it this way - at least the papers were not as tough as mid-years, which is actually a relief. And, I should really applaud myself, like really, for not really memorising any crap about the Indo-Pakistan conflict, yet I can cough up four pages, in complete elaboration. Heh. Sometimes, paying attention during lectures help, trust me on that. Tried and tested. And of course, not forgetting my amazing ability (which I'm sure many science peeps would scoff at haughtily), to do a linear correlation regression question under 10 minutes, with scatter plots and all! Whoah..I wonder whose strange genes I inherited? And you know what's the best part? I didn't hijack any question, which I'm sure would have gotten an NAQ for GP, which I have experienced one time too many. Trust me, with every NAQ you get, it hurts even more, y'know? Cos the marks just fly, fly off. It's just like the "Up, up and away" story lah.

Anyways, the reason why I am able to ramble on and on about all these crappy things is because tomorrow is my Econs case study paperrr, which I'm kinda confident of it, since I, well, did lots of cases already. In any case (yet again), I hope tomorrow's cases would be able to save me from the mere marks of my essays, which I can prognosticate, is prolly not gonna be an A* kind of essay. Or essays, for that matter. So, I need a miracle to help me get at least a B for my cases tomorrow. I'm hoping dreadfully that it might be on the exchange rate and some micro issue, which I foresee to be market structures. I need a miracle - badly.

Carl is such an amazing history buddy! You know, half an hour before history paper starts just now, Carl and I were basically revising through everything in such a skim-and-scan kind of pattern. Like, after 1 minute, okay, off to the next theme! Haha! That's called last minute studying. And we did discuss essay questions in brief, and guess what?! The questions that we discussed (2 of them) came out for the paper! Ahhaahhh!!! Way cool! And we did discuss in greater length about the Gulf War, and guess what?! Bingo! It came out for source-based study! So, lesson learnt here. If we haven't learnt or memorize anything, just call Carl and we can discuss possible questions and cram in some (accurate) content which I know would be impossible to recall if you are anxious. :) :)

Okie dokie, time to study for my cases! Got to fill up on my content so that I'll at least get a decent grade. Sheesh. The things we do to pass A-levels, are SCARY!!!!

2007-09-09T15:39:00.000+08:00

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Kau tunduk sembunyikan wajah
Namun dapat aku meneka hatimu
Sehati denganku

Lalu kau mendongak berbalas renungan
Dan dengan perlahan tangan kau lepaskan
Kau pun berlalu dalam kepekatan malam
Tinggal aku seorang

Terhenti lamunan bila ku dikejutkan
Engkau dipimpin pergi oleh seseorang
Dalam keterpaksaan kau melangkah kaki (pergi)
Namun sempat jua kau menoleh ku disini

Omg, I love this song! I've been listening it since a few days ago, and it really helps me to de-stress, especially in times like this. Ok, so it's a slow song, but so what? This song is the sex, baby! And oh, another song that I've been listening to kinda frequently - ISABELLA. Haha. Raudhah, I know what you're thinking, but it's not that, okay? No, no, not that 1998 version by the many artistes like Amy, Zamani, Hattan and M. Nasir. It's the original song by Search, not by the four artistes. It's a pretty nice song. And I kind of liked the name 'Isabella' since forever. Lawl.

And yes, did I mention that the Malaysian actor Fahrin Ahmad is really hot? Hehe. I know he's hotter than Zac Efron. Waaayyyyy better-looking than Zac Efron. :) :) :) :) See? So many smileys dedicated for Fahrin Ahmad. :P

I feel like writing a letter to somebody special. Just you watch.

Dear God,
I need strength. Please give me strength to carry on until the A levels are over. I need help over here, God. Please don't allow me to wither along the way. I need to maintain my current strength and I need to do well for my exams. It's really important. And oh, dear God, if it's not too much to ask, could you please protect my loved ones for me? Thank you, God.

Your slave, ME.

Heh. That was freaking random. So, in any case, the fasting month is coming really soon, on the 13th of September. I don't know why, but I'm really excited for the fasting month to appear. I don't know. Partly because I can't wait to fast, and secondly, I kind of like to hear the raya songs on air, plus all those soulful spiritual kinda songs. It gives us a sense of awakening, you know? I don't know about you, but I definitely felt that way. So, insya-Allah, I want to be a better person after this fasting month, well, at least, better than what I already am right now. After all, I was born in the month of Syaaban (bulan Rasulullah), so I guess I can't disappoint the prophet, can I?

Till then!

2007-09-05T14:05:00.000+08:00

Take this, Sufyan!

1. The person who tagged you is
Sufyan

2. Your relationship with him/her is
Casual friend from the opposite side of the street

3. 5 impressions you have of him/her
Quiet, nice, risk-taker, fun, (very) hyper sometimes

4. The most memorable thing he/she has done for you
Ahaha...this is hard. Nil.

5. The most memorable words he/she has said to you
Heh, I can't remember :/

6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will
Erm, I don't know. Lover is too strong a word.

7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be
Sufyan: Eh? Be more noisy???

8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will
Ignore him completely OR play dead.

9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be
He stole my boyfriend! Haha...no offense, Sufyan!

10. The most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is
Desirable is too strong a word. I guess I just want to be his friend.

11. Your overall impression of him/her is
QUIET.

12. How do you think people around you will feel about you
My gawd, what a chatterbox!

13. The characteristic you love about yourself is
I'm sugar, spice and all things nice. :) :)

14. The characteristic you hate about yourself is
I have absolutely poor time management unless it's during exams. I finished waaaayyy ahead of the time limit. Now this is a problem. I take things at my own too-slow-a-pace, majority of the time.

15. The most ideal person you want to be is
Hmm...I consider myself my own ideal person. So, I don't have to act like someone else. After all, why should I lie to myself?

16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.
Thank you very much. I care and like you - NOT! (just kidding!) I love y'all!!!

17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you (I'll fill this in, but it's not an obligation yar. Yes, I know I'm that nice. :D)

(1) Sufyan (heh, kan dah kena tag balik...)
(2) Wei Vien
(3) Zailan
(4) Isyah
(5) Farhana
(6) Hisyam
(7) Amalina
(8) Raudhah
(9) Evelyn
(10) Darren Anwar

18. Who is no.6 having a relationship with?
Some girl in his class. Or so I was told.

19. Is no.9 a male or female?
Female

20. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?
Haha..I don't know. They don't know each other.

21. What is no.2 studying?
She's a science freak in school. Period.

22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?
A longgggg time ago. Can't exactly remember. At a record breaking time. :)

23. What kind of music does no.8 like?
Lagu jiwang arh...

24. Does no.1 has any siblings?
Ahh...Sufyan, do you have siblings?

25. Will you woo no.3?
Not in the next seven lifetimes, I think. :) :) :)

26. How about no.7?
Gawd, no! She's my cousin! Both of us are straight.

27. Is no.4 single?
Last I heard, yes. But she doesn't stay VERY SINGLE for long. :)

28. What’s the surname of no.5?
She doesn't have one. She's Malay.

29. What’s the hobby of no.4?
Ok, let's see. She eats lots of chocolates. Does that count as a hobby?

30. Do no.5 and 9 get along well?
Gee...they don't know each other.

31. Where is no.2 studying at?
Anderson Junior College! Her favourite catchphrase: "NON MIHI SOLUM!" Hurhur.

32. Say something casual about no.1
Soft la you!

33. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?
Nopity nope.

34. Where does no.9 live?
That ACS hostel at Barker, I think.

35. What colour does no.4 like?
Yellow! She's obsessed with it. She wants all things YELLOW, I swear...

36. Are no.5 and 1 best friends?
They don't know each other.

37. Does no.7 like no.2?
No.7 would be too quiet for No.2. Wei Vien talks a lot. REALLY.

38. How did you get to know no.2?
J1 Orientation. She's a retarded person. Laugh like nobody's business. And she loves poking me from behind. And she's an ASEAN scholar, but she's not that brilliantly smart, in that sense. But still filthy smart la. And she loves interrupting my conversation with Fitrah. And she will try to speak Malay - thing is, she speaks Malay in Malaysia, where she's from. And I can write a whole essay on Wei Vien, but I'll stop short of doing that, because we engage in verbal abuse with each other, so I'll keep all things private. Hurhur.

39. Does no.1 have any pets?
I honestly don't know.

40. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?
Yes, after me. :) :)

2007-09-05T07:54:00.000+08:00

Rat got your cheese?

Yup, this shall be the very reason why I shall be blogging today, even though, yes, it is Wednesday, and only four days away from the all-important Lit paper. Yuck. So, RATATOUILLE. Or, the way which the producers insist on pronouncing it, with that air of desperation for its non-French viewers, cleverly attached underneath the official title, (ra-ta-too-ee). Very subtle indeed. That thing in brackets can go two ways. It's either meant to be a sarcastic one intended at its non-French viewers, or it's hinting that the movie will be a funny, cleverly witted, with subtle humour. Lawl. So, yulp, that's my interpretation. But, there's more to come.

This movie is about a little guy, called Remy (the name is so not modern, isn't it?), who inspires to be the best chef in Paris. The catch? He's a rat. A filthy house rat. So this movie generally personifies Remy and shows how he can control Linguini (the other chef, is that the right person?) by standing underneath his tall chef's hat, or whatever you call it. But that's not my issue today. The thing is, this movie is produced by Disney Pixar Animations, and like all other pixar productions, Ratatouille's peers being Toy Story, The Incredibles, Cars, etc etc, it is almost as bland as the others. Monastic simplicity. Why then did the critics give it a five-star rating? Well, here's the thing. Unlike its peers, the producer, Mr Bird, gave the rat some really defined features, right down till you can almost feel the texture of the rat in its scenes. Some of my other girlfriends keep cooing and saying, "Aww...so cute..." at that rat. But when I question them about whether will they really touch a common house rat, the answer was a resounding 'NO'. Well, you see, watching a cartoon rat on screen is one thing, touching a rat is another thing. And that makes the movie very well-woven. It is able to breed that sense of love towards filthy creatures (to a certain extent), hence making us all creature-lovers. Heh.

This movie is also great for the food lovers. See, they did their research, and presented to us some really snazzy French cuisines, which, from the screen, are quite a feast, aye? And, I just learnt a few days ago, that the name 'Ratatouille' is a name of a French vegetable stew, so hop on. I'll bet, 50 years down the road, some bloke is gonna order this dish called Ratatouille, and he'll imagine common house rats like Remy dancing in the kitchen amongst the pots and the pans and the stoves, preparing his dish. I would, if I were that bloke.

All in all, a good movie worth investing in. It's worth it, trust me. But if the rat gets your goat, don't watch it. There's too much ratty scenes in there, if you get what I mean.

Till then!

2007-09-02T12:55:00.000+08:00

Is it the wedding season yet? Cos seriously, it seems that everywhere I go, there seems to be some Malay wedding taking place. And the major theme colour, you may ask? I daresay 80% of the weddings I saw taking place under the void deck place their themes under the colour purple, ivory and lavender. Nothing majorly daring, like orange, or perhaps, a dash of dazzling green. Or bloody red. Really. Everyone had their wedding centred around that theme colour. I guess purple and its family of colours spell REGAL. Like ROYAL. It's a Malay thing, I guess. But then again, I wouldn't want purple to be the theme colour at my wedding (not that it's in the near future, heh). Don't these newlyweds realise that fuschia is the colour that's in season? I mean, if you compare the catwalk trends with wedding trends, they almost coincide with each other. If it's the fall/winter collection out now, and fuschia is the colour, then I guess sticking to that 'in' colour would be a safe thing. Ivory, lilacs, lavenders, they are just too boring, ain't it? Another thing that really has my beef would be the wedding souvenirs that they prepare for the guests. Most of the time, it's just boiled eggs, wrapped in all sorts of things, but the bottomline is, they are eggs. Um, why eggs? I believe it's the cheapest. And the easiest to think of. The second most popular item? I believe it's sweets, or some egg coddlers, which looks like it is made of unpolished, untouched cement. Seriously, you might wanna put in more thought in the souvenirs which you prepare for your guests. It may be cheap, but hark, can it not look like it's gonna fall apart any moment? And the wrapping? Ohmagawd, don't even get me started on that. Girl, you have issues. Me? I ain't think so. I just think that whichever things we wanna give people, we give people the best, no matter what it is. The way the guests dressed up for the wedding don't really give me issues, in fact, this is what livens the whole atmosphere. I enjoy seeing old women decked out in thick golden bracelets and thick necklaces hung about their necks. It's a bit comical, but it's cute, I guess. And oh my, the babies are so cute! Especially the baby girls. They have this ribbon tied to their heads, and they wear frilly dresses, and run around, laughing. :) :) :) You guys wanna know what's the most over-used item during a wedding? (As I'm typing this, the neighbour next block has newlyweds that's just arrived) It's the arch that usually greets the newlyweds before they step on the dais, and of course, the red carpet. Ok, I know we wanna make it special, but don't we think that a different thing would be better? I mean, better than a flowery arch? Maybe what this community needs is a boost in ideas on how to make weddings more interesting. Maybe something more splendid, that makes people excited to come to. Cos whenever we have wedding invitations, the first reaction that comes in would be, "Oh no, not another wedding.." We want it to be, "Another wedding?! Yay!", wouldn't it? So, how to go about creating that?

Firstly, if you have the expenses to spare, engage and work closely with your wedding planner. The professionals know how to turn your dreams into a reality, and make them look interesting.
Secondly, go for second-third-fourth opinions. The more, the better.
Thirdly, maintain a clear head. It helps you think about things rationally, plus, amazing ideas always occur during this period.

So, yeaps, I am not a professional, but this post is done solely based on what I observe, hence the extensive and comprehensive opinions. Maybe next time, I can offer some wonderful ideas on how to glam up that spice factor. Till then!

2007-08-23T18:17:00.000+08:00

Okay, since I am feeling rather hungry at the moment, though I have no idea why, I thought that I might post something about chocolates. Yes. Chocolates. It totally complements my blog's URL, isn't it? And yes, chocolates are the sex, baby!

So, coming from a chocolatier's point of view (that's me), I'm gonna list out, with complete commentaries and everything else, on the different types of chocolates, and where you could possibly get them. And of course, the rare, the exquisite, and the affordable ones are also included. Finally, if you ever need some handy tips, don't eat too much chocolates at one sitting, it totally makes you puke. Seriously.

For those who are a bit well-off as compared to the others, or if you have tons and loads of money to spare, do try one of these below mentioned chocolates.

Noka Vintages Collection at $854 per pound Noka chocolate from Dallas.
Ok, I know this is a tad too expensive, though from what I've heard from chocolate connoiseurs worldwide, this chocolate spells rarity, and taste is what they've got. They are not simply the melt-in-your-mouth type, but rather, they are the ones that makes the taste stay in your mouth, making you crave for more. Although black in colour, but do not mistake it for dark chocolate, though I would say that the chocolate content is about 75%, perhaps?

Godiva "g" Collection at $120 per pound.
If I am not mistaken, this collection can be found in New York, and also Belgium, where the brand name originates from. See the little chocolate hearts? This is a perfect gift for the ones you love, though cliche it may seem. Again, not another typical melt-in-you-mouth type, rather, a type of chocolate that if you have the expenses, may want to try. Another one of the world's rarest and finest chocolates from a well-known chocolatier.

For those who are looking for affordable, yet extremely exquisite chocolates...

Feodora and Droste chocolates, going for less than S$20 from chocolate outlets from Cocoa Trees, or for the smart ones, Droste chocs can be found at NTUC supermarkets!
One of my personal favs of all time, this set of Feodora and Droste chocolates come in all shapes and sizes, from choc bars, to choc pastilles, to choc sticks for the Feodora ones. They are affordable, very nicely packaged, and also, made to order for occasions! One tip to take note of; drink lots of water when you are eating these chocolates, THEY ARE DEADLY! Especially the Droste lait pastilles, they ooze of sweetness!

For the all-time old school favourites...

Toblerone bars, going for less than S$5, available at all shops selling chocolates, islandwide
As I said, Toblerone chocs are making a reappearance after revamping its image for more than a few months. So anyways, what are you waiting for? Go get one of these bars, be it the white chocolate, the dark chocolate, or the milk chocolate bars now for that familiar taste! Remember old-school, darlings! And the coolest thing about them? They have traces of caramel bits and peanuts in them! Chewy, yummmmmyyyyyy!!!!

M&Ms, the bestest children chocolates, selling for S$2 per pack, or less, depending on the size
Ah yes! Another one of our favourite coloured chocolate hard pastilles! The taste is gorgeous, it's simply on-the-go, terribly fuss-free, and who needs Drake Noir when you have these? It's cheap too! And of course, really nice to look at, nice packaging, and of course, not forgetting, the familiarity of the round little pastille that has hands and legs. And, and, flip on the other side of the package, and you might see some little quiz that you might perhaps wanna try!

So, there you go! Some finest and affordable chocolates that I might possibly sieve out from the millions of them out there. Of course, don't be afraid to try your luck and eat whatever chocolate that intrigue you, and don't worry about the diabetes thingie. It comes secondary. And remember, chocolates are meant to be eaten slowly, so take your time to enjoy every single ingredient that goes into the making of the chocolate, yah. Including the cocoa. :D

Meanwhile, happy chocolate-pigging, everyone!

Love,
Shakirah, your chocolate connoiseur :) :) :)

2007-08-19T21:27:00.000+08:00

What's the worst thing that you can ask another person in times of extreme stress? "Would you wish that things were back where they were 10 years ago? When we were still little children, playing tag and being ever so carefree?"

I hate that question. Still hate it.

I mean, come on. The world's moving. You've got to move on too, y'know. You can't just stay at one spot, stay stagnant, and wish for everything to be the way you want it to be. It just doesn't work that way. Because everything, every single step we take in life, every single breath, every single act we commit, is predestined. We can control it, but we can't control every aspect of our life. It's just too impossible. Similarly, turning back time would be another worse catastrophe that can ever happen. As much as I hate that question, if I were asked (which I was, on a few occasions), I would curtly say that I would not change anything. Because I believe fully that whatever that has happened has happened for the best. It's like, if you wanna change your life, you're sort of being ungrateful. And I don't think that it's right. Ok, so it sounds super-imposing, but face it, guys, the Higher Power would absolutely dislike it if we are anything ungrateful. So, the thing is, we should really learn how to be grateful for once, and not sit quietly, thinking about ways in which we can turn back time and change whatever we wanna change. We cannot change it. Everything happens for a reason. And that reason, we have got to accept without question. That's just the way life works.

I'm sick of people asking me for favours. Seriously, I get so many favours asked within a week! It's not that I don't want to help, but it is not in my capacity to help others when I am trying to help myself. Especially if you asked me to do you a favour which goes against my values and principles. I feel that I have wronged myself. I'm not trying to sound very angelic or goody-two-shoes here, but I am that person who is fixed on my values and not easily swayed. And I hate being asked to do favours that I am not in favour of! Period. So if you ever see me scrunching my face when you asked me to do something, then the message is clear. I don't wanna help you anymore.

Oh my God, I can't wait for everything to come to an end. The shrink was right. Studying at an intense pace like this for two years needs lots of stamina. I bet mine's like a close to null position. I need some strength. Please God, grant me that strength to last myself till my pain is over. ~~Cos I don't have anybody strong enough to support me emotionally right now...~~

Baby come back to me
in my heart I still believe
we were meant to be
together so whatever it takes

Baby come back to me
I should've never set you free
love maybe
come back

2007-08-16T22:45:00.000+08:00

So I did the Incredible India test, but so what? No big deal. In any case, thanks to Shiv for making me do it. He was so cool about it uh, that I almost felt like giving in, which I did afterwards. Oh well, it's best to help a friend who helped me with India before. 0.0

I love pure math. For some weird reason. Really, I think I have that much logic in my brains, even though I may not necessarily come across as that kind of person. Some friends are complaining about how pure math doesn't make sense at all, why some can be like that, why others cannot be like this, etcetera, etcetera. For me, considering that I do have a rather structured brain, it's that simple, actually. They are all the same, except that you have to do a bit of twisting here and there, otherwise, we should be fine. Which explains why I suck so much at stats. You know, for a question, they can have a ten-liner per paragraph and beat around the bush, trying to get one simple point across. Like, for instance, they can ask something like this (note that this is a real question):

"A large school engaged an external training agency to help boost its English scores for one year ago. Having worked with the school for one year, the agency wants to convince the school to renew its contract for another year. In trying to justify its effectiveness, it gave a written quiz to 120 randomly selected students who have undergone the programme. One year ago, this same quiz was taken by the previous cohort which did not go through the programme. In analyzing the results, the agency found out that the mean score had increased from 60 to 62.5. An unbiased estimate of the population variance of the English scores was found to be 400. Assuming that the language abilities of the current and previous cohorts are comparable, test, at 4% significance level, whether the increase in the mean quiz score is a significant improvement, stating clearly the null hypothesis and the alternative hypothesis."

See what I mean? That itself is one question. They can be more concise, these Math teachers. Seriously, I have always subscribed to the notion that Math do not need words. Just numbers and variables. I see many flaws in this question. Now we know why Math teachers are so long-winded, eh? The question is do-able, but by the time I read the third line, my brains spaced out. Cos there's too many words to be read. So in the end, skip question la!

I'm so proud of myself.

2007-08-14T21:18:00.000+08:00

I know this is a bit late to blog about the NDP, but I have to say, I am pretty much impressed that the team managed to pull such an amazing show on a platform that was floating on the whatever river it was called. So, anyways, I enjoyed the combat thingies the most, you know, the part when these men in uniform started going up to the audience to get themselves involved in these war combat exercises and such. It was pretty cool, and the water curtains were beyond fantastic, I must say. Glitzy, in fact. I didn't really watch the performance part of the celebration, but I thought I saw camels walking on a bridge. And then I heard the commentator said something about animals of Southeast Asia. I thought, "I had no idea we had camels in this region. Yes. Camels. Woah." Ok maybe I heard wrongly, but still, where did those camels came from? It's like they popped out of nowhere. But they were cute! And so were the red fishes. Although the guy kind of flopped on the slope, but that was ok, since we all liked Nemo fishes anyways. And you know what? The theme song for this year was kind of boring, like it had to travel all around the world, mentioning broadway and the great wall and whatnots, before they had a simple sentence, "There's no place I'd rather be..." My gawd, it was so CONCISE. Thanks uh. I think I wasted about 5 minutes listening to Kit Chan's rendition of the song. But anyways, it was an okay song, and it provides people who have not gone to these places on what they are called. Ok, pretty lame there, but you get my drift.

Been having the cold and had high fever the past two days. My, I thought I was dying, cos according to grandmomma, I was so sick and my feet were freezing cold, that she really thought that it was my last moment. Me oh my. It was that bad. Yes it was. I was pretty scared, and thinking, "God, please let me wake up tomorrow. Don't take away my life tonight. I haven't apologized to all the people I've sinned against. And I haven't told some people that I love them too much." Haha..Ok, it's dramatic, but really, when you're on your 'deathbed', that, you might be thinking. I kid you not.

So, I guess God must have given me a second chance, because tomorrow, I'm gonna tell the person(people) that I love him/her/them very much and to please forgive me if I have sinned towards them.

Ok, I guess by this time, you might have guessed that I am gonna meet somebody who might be around for a pretty long time. Thanks Isyah for the last quote. I benefitted from it.

I've been away from school for a week! I can't wait to see my dear peeps tomorrow! I miss my friends, NOT THE LESSONS!

2007-08-04T12:46:00.001+08:00

All hell break loose.

Oh boy, everybody's getting so 'spendy-money-ish' these days. I don't really foresee another Asian Financial Crisis, but then again, here's my take on some ways to spend money, tried and tested, by me:

1 Give up that designer coffee. The money you save from buying a latte every day could add up to more than $65,000 in your working life.
2 Leave your credit card(s) at home when you shop. It's harder to part with cash.
3 Drink water instead of a soda. It's only $1 a day, but in your working life, would add up to a savings of $22,000.
4 Turn down the air con, turn off the TV when you aren't in the room, turn off the cable TV and get energy efficient light bulbs, not dim bulbs. :P A savings of $20 a month could total $1,200 over five years.
5 Book your holidays for all of 2007 today. You'll get the best prices on hotel rooms, flights and you'll book when you can still redeem your miles.
6 Take the bus or MRT whenever you can. It's cheaper than a taxi and could easily save you $10 a week or $520 a year. Better yet, walk when you can and get exercise.
7 Hand-wash instead of dry clean. At $5 an item for dry cleaning, it really adds up.
8 Take your lunch to work one to two days a week, save $10 a week and nutrition experts say you will eat healthier, too.
9 Don't shop for groceries when you are hungry, and never enter a store without a shopping list. You'll save yourself from buying things you don't need or don't really want.

Disclaimer: If all else fails, then don't even go out of the house. There's nothing you can buy in your house. :) :) :)

2007-08-03T21:51:00.000+08:00

It's been a rather long week. and I'm completely shagged from all the intense studying I've ever done! But, I'm proud of myself, because I've got a newfound discovery - I can study in school because help is just one staircase away, and of course, the principal's office is less than 5 metres away, and she does walk round sometimes. By the way, I'm on the AJ's Potential Top Student list, so yeah, be the best that I can be! But seriously, knowing so much stuff which I would have been totally clueless about a month ago felt really good. I feel really knowledgeable suddenly, and maybe there's hope to do well eventually, never mind the prelims.

CWO with Isyah was a blast! We had to hold pails filled with soapy water, which later I figured, would be the soap for cleaning floors but we cleaned the tables instead. And of course, the horrendous looking school brooms. So off we went, for 40 minutes, tottering, cleaning tables and saying "Excuse me, may I wipe your table?" countless of times. We both were like giggling the whole way, and I tried to tell Isyah that she looks like a maid cleaning the cinders when she swept the floor. Haha..It's all in good humour, babe. All in good humour.

*Yawns* I am feeling rather tired right now, what with so many surprises springing up on me for today alone, what with the assignments, and the Math marks, and meeting some really old mates, and some old crush in school, among others. Man! I have to do more math thingies tomorrow, plus JJC's case study.

That's it, man. I don't have a life currently. But never mind, just as long as I've got supportive people supporting me from behind, I'll be fine. After A levels, there'll be 8 whole long months, 12 if you are unsuccessful to get into university, but I think eight's enough, of holidays! Yippee yay! Must be forward looking, right? Anyways, I think my A levels end on the 26th November, so, I'm gonna do it all the way!

So much determination. I'm gonna make sure it translates into the results. I'm sure I can do it!

I intend to travel after my exams. And I promised someone I'll drag him along. So, yes, start saving up!

Doesn't it intrigue you to just find out more about other cultures? I just don't understand it when some people want to travel to other cosmopolitan cities just so that they can shop. Like, hello, haven't you done enough shopping in Singapore? Surely you don't pay thousands of bucks just to shop, isn't it? Knock some sense, peeps. Knock some sense. And that's not all. I'm sure we're all aware that Singaporeans are relatively many times better off than some of our counterparts, but really, it's only a marginal win, and I'm sure of that. How else could you explain that the other counterparts whom we've long perceived to be 'weaker' are now coming out strong? A marginal win doesn't equate to a big win, mind you. So, I know Singaporeans are a majorly materialistic lot, but maybe, we should start flying some of them materialistic peeps to some country with a low standard of living, and see how they survive there. Maybe they will. Maybe they won't.

Yi Han, Carl, Isyah, Michelle and Victoria called me the Ultimate Kampong Kid! Cos they say I know how to spin coins so professionally, do a scorpion braid, cook and play five stones, which is true. Thank y'all! I love being the Ultimate Kampong Kid!

2007-07-30T21:49:00.001+08:00

Hell hath not no fury, Heaven hath no scorn. Or something to that effect.

She struts down the school corridor, imagining that this is her stage, and she is the fantastic model with the great sexy body, doing the catwalk, donning the latest trends from Jose, the latest fashion designer based in Spain. She is well aware of all eyes, particularly the males' eyes, watching hawk-eyed at her, and she struts even more vigorously, with her hands strategically placed on the tough handsome lad's arm. She knows she's got the crowd. Now all she has to do, is ensure that she has their attention until the end of the runway, which ends at the lockers area. So, now how does she go about it?

She flashes her mega-watt smile, and that is a fake, considering that she has actually sought dental treatment from one of the best dentists in Beverly Hills, and she knows they are stunning. She flaunts her legs, counting, 1, 2, 3,4. Every single movement is neatly rythmic, she's got it all, and she knows it.

But deep down, not many know about her past. Her relationship which she shared with the male model strutting down the runway with her. She has kept it in the dark, and she is damn good at it. She does not reveal anything, and one can almost say that "Oh, it's a pity she does not have any guy that is interested in her." But in reality, she cannot vouch for that. For she is always turning down the men she meets, for fear that they might not be happy when they learnt of her past. It was an ugly past. A past void of love, feelings, and food. Yes, food. She was a thin skinny broomstick-like child, and she was not happy about it, because in school, they called her, "The Straw." It was only after graduating from junior college, that she found her confidence to rise up and be among the best, when she got called up from a famous modelling agency. She had never wanted to choose this path, but she felt that this was the only way she could get back to her the people who called her "The Straw." One could almost say that this is a foolish and rash idea, but she did it anyway. Now, she's earning more bucks than any ordinary banker, lawyer, or even doctor. She is the diva, and she knows it.

However, money comes with a cost. She had to leave with her dear hometown to 'seek a living'. It was a politically correct answer, though it is beyond reasonable doubt. The world which she lives in now is a dystopia, though much would dismiss it as a utopia instead. There's no love. There's lots of hatred, jealousy and anger bubbling beneath.

She doesn't know how long she can pull this through. All she has to do now is to sit and wait for Fate to come rolling by.

And she still has not tell others about her past.

P.S. If you guys do not understand the short extract, that's fine. Cos it was written in a midst of anger and jealousy on the writer's part. The writer is not feeling sane at the moment, and she begs you readers to pardon her language and expression errors, as well as spelling mistakes on the way. Thank you.

2007-07-29T10:50:00.001+08:00

I need some eneryg-booster. My energy's running out, and I'm not very sure that I can last until November. The prospect of attaining something that is so close yet so far is exhausting. I wanna drop everything and anything, and sleep till November, but I know that's not possible. Some times, I just felt like a candle burning out slowly, for the lack of oxygen. Other times, I felt relaxed, and I know that I can do it. But I'm afraid. Of failing. Of disappointing the many people who have stood by me. I need some light, please. I know I'm not the only one who is going through all these, I know many who are in the same boat. I know we can do this, and we can only do it when we stand by each other. And consult the teachers. I know it's gonna be a tough journey ahead, but let's just brace ourselves for it. We haven't got a choice. We have to do this, otherwise, we are just wasting two years of our lives here. Then, that hits me.

Berani buat, berani tanggung. I just gotta face the strong waves in front of me. I ain't got a choice.

2007-07-27T23:29:00.000+08:00

So yesterday, me went to RJ (my gawd, the building was HUGE that AJ pales in comparison like by so much) to watch Othello. I was expecting the play to be fantastic, but I would rate it a 6 out of 10, mostly because they memorized the chunks and chunks of lines, and I know that isn't easy, since, well, I'm doing Othello for the A's. And also because some of them managed to pull off the evil, pathetic, foul-mouthed, spit-saliva-mouthed characters, and of course, cute cute Bianca squeaking and jumping up and down Cassio. Overall, there wasn't any props, but I think I can pardon them, since they wanted to recreate the Shakespeare atmosphere with a SEAsian twist (Java, to be exact) in the Globe Theatre, only that they call it the Amphitheatre. Ok, whatever that means. So, besides that, there were lots of talking and less of the actions, me thinks. Like how amazing it is that these Rafflesians shoot off their script at the speed of a gun vomitting bullets rather than truly 'feeling' the lines. I think it's more of a superficial act, though convincing, but still, overall, it was a job well done by the educated elites, so there you have it! Plus, plus, Cassio's really cute. Me thinks his name is Darren, or something. Good-looks+Brains+Body=HOT STUFF! Ahahah...I wasn't the only one who said that. :) :)

And today, when I was sitting with one of my math mates, Sri's friend came over. I can't help thinking, "My gawd, how nerdy he is!" But when I really saw his face, like when he effortlessly did the functions question in less than a minute (when I could have spent minutes on it), he looks really, erm, I've never said this of a science student before, but, he's kinda cute. In a nerdy sort of way, if you get what I mean. I realised he's got a nice tan, and looks like a good schoolboy who rather hangs around his house instead of going wild on the streets. Haha...I've never particularly admired a science ~~freak~~ student, but this guy, he's different.

If you get what I mean. :) :) :)

2007-07-23T19:31:00.000+08:00

I always have a fun time whenever I'm with Nad. Seriously, she brings forth aptly the idea of cheap thrill, no matter how lame it is. Well, it's supposed to be lame, duh. So anyways, today's idea of cheap thrill is watching over this MRT hunk, whom we presumed to be Malay because his skin is really like a Malay's. :) During the train ride from Yio Chu Kang to Sembawang, I actually noticed him awake, and he was staring at people around him, among which, Nad and I were in that circle, so yeah. And I noticed that he had a really intense stare whenever he looks at people. I mean, look at it this way, even when he sleeps, he "looks intense", according to Nad's words. So there we were, from Woodlands to Choa Chu Kang, staring at a sleeping guy, admiring his chiselled features, that oh-so-sexy-and-appealing body length and the veins from the arms, and the long lanky legs, and that muscular physique, and that oh-so-alluring hair (though come to think of it, I can't remember what's so alluring about it) and that really nice intense sleep with that eyebrows scrunched at the top of his forehead. I tell you, I have never observed a guy sleep before, observed closely, that is, and I have to admit it, this guy beats all the sleeping hunks out there, I tell you. Simply irresistable to look at, and of course, Nad can vouch for that, can't you, hun?

Apart from the MRT hunk (which Nad and I hoped we would be able to see him again), there was the fact that I had to do a scorpion plait on 3 different girls, 2 on my classmates, and one on Deebz. Really. I'm not complaining, in fact, I'm honoured, but, say, 3 plaits within 2 hours? Woah. That's quite an achievement, isn't it, my laydees? Anyways, Michelle has appointed me her hairstylist, since she's (according to Momo) the Next Lankiest Nude Top Model. Hahah...Sometimes, I wonder, what have I done to deserve wacky classmates like these?

2007-07-22T17:12:00.000+08:00

Did any of you guys read the papers recently? There was this really short passage, or rather, article, about the monsoon season that is going to hit Asia really soon. It's called the La Nina monsoon season. Or I think it's the La Nina winds, or something to that effect. So anyways, this La Nina force is used to hitting the Americas and the area around that part of the world, but somehow, it's coming to Asia! Scientists are speculating that the La Nina force will be weak here, but I won't take any chances. If it rains in the morning, I'll have to bring my sandals along, like I did when I was in primary school, and wear them on the puddles! Whee! Or maybe I should get those pretty goulashes, which are so adorable and are going for 45 bucks at some place I can't remember where. Hehe...Rain=Snow in Singapore. Whee wooo!!! Like my conscience is singing, "Rain rain, come again, don't go away and leave me dry..." Ahaha..maybe that song doesn't exist after all.

But then again, rejoice y'all! The RAIN's here!!!

And Nithya darling finally taught me what is the meaning of conventional rain. No wonder I saw leaves flying all over the place. It was spectacular, I tell you..

:) :) :)

2007-07-21T14:45:00.000+08:00

Whew! What a week it has been! Lots of consultations, lots of timed practices, lots of staying back in school till 7, and of course, lots of bumping into certain groups of people whom I wished never existed. Hark! Assignments have not really come rolling in, for some weird reason, and the reason is prolly because they want us to have some self-study period for ourselves, which is somewhat humanely impossible if you get home in the evening. So, haha, nice give and take, yo teachers! And zomg, I hate the GP paper which was done after lunch! I swear, I was half-asleep when the paper was going on, cos at one point in time, I actually slept on my essay! But the funny thing was, I was still writing, just that I was not that aware. And when I woke up, prolly 10 seconds later, I saw the line, ~~"The monster ate the hamster."~~ Haha. Nice one, Sharkie. The thing is, I can still spell when I'm sleeping! I should get into SpellCast for this.

And of course, the infamous PTM yesterday. My gawd, it was really troublesome! Me and pappy had to wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait till dunno-how-long just to see one teacher. There's some parents who took damn long just to talk to the teacher, and obviously, the child was getting restless cos the teacher is revealing too much about the child's conduct in school and whatnots. Surprisingly, I didn't take that long for every teacher. Just on average, 15 minutes, compared to some parents, who took 45 minutes! Woah. The child must be really bad! Basically, I could only come to a few conclusions about what my tutors said about me. 1) I can't study from mindmaps for nuts, 2) I have a big problem with applications, 3) I am playful during the first term per se. Haha. Partly true, but hey, I'm serious already what!

Yesterday was also MLDDS' handover. Ahmad Bukhari, or more famously named, AB, got the president job. Thank goodness it was a guy who got it! Cos you see, AB's a really level-headed person, not that affected by moodswings and stuff, so I have full confidence that he's gonna do his job well. Aisyah got the VP job, which befits her, cos, well, she's always the welfare-kind of person. Naqiah got the secretary post, while Erlinna got the dunno-what-it's called job, prolly the logistics or something like that. So, anyways, Sharkie would like to wish you guys all the best in handling the demands of handling the various kerenahs of the various types of ML J1s we have in AJ! Haha..May you guys succeed!

And of course, I must specially thank AB for allowing me to talk to him during the time we set up the laptop. Lots of insightful stuff, and of course, lots of crap! I suddenly realise AB is really wise, just that he hides it beneath that good-guy-go-to-masjid-everyday facade. And oh yah, AB is full of crap with the people who befriends him (such as me!), hahah. So yo AB, be happy I didn't call you at night when you forced me to watch that cerita merepek ha! (And lots of other jokes, thanks AB!) AB's a really sweet guy, cos you know, he gave me sweets!

And the new GP teacher who comes from Australia is really lame. Momo said he told his students this when they were doing something on identity, "In Australia, there are 20,000 people without names. They're called BABIES." HAHA! I would have broken my intestines just laughing. :) :) :)

And I have a personal dislike for my GP lecturer. Boo!

2007-07-15T00:03:00.000+08:00

I think the Live Earth concert is a waste of money and resources. Look at it this way. The purpose is to raise awareness on climate change, yet they are doing a mega concert which involves electricity which can light up 10 powerhouses! Like wee! Is that cool or what? Not. So contradictory to their cause. And what's more, I noticed that when the people left, they left their excesses behind, i.e. their litter. So tell me, has the message really sunk in yet?

I thought maybe this would interest the math geniuses of the world.
I
On a given finite line
Which must no way incline;
To describe an equi -
- lateral Tri -
- A,N,G,E,L,E.
Now let A.B.
Be the given line
Which must no way incline;
The great Mathematician
Makes this Requisition,
That we describe an Equi -
- lateral Tri -
- angle on it;
Aid us Reason - aid us Wit!

Boy, if Math was in this form, I think I'll prolly get negative 100 marks. Now, doesn't that makes us appreciate Math in numbers and algebra better, eh?

I'm MP3-less. It feels kinda lonely without it. But I'm not complaining, because I know that it is in safe hands.

Have you ever felt the same way as I do? I hope you do. And I hope you are well. I'll be waiting, and I hope you are too.

2007-07-13T10:58:00.000+08:00

Lots of things have been happening since the past four days. There's been like lots of shortages from exam results (aye, they suck so badly, they might as well burn themselves with the red marks), sister came home from KL and talking non-stop about who's cute and who's bimbotic and whatnots, and of course, my rigorous (it's made like that, so can't blame me) revision plans for up till August. Damn. The year passed on really slowly, I must say. It's like endless hours in school, with so little sleeping time, I might as well not sleep. Aye, I'm complaining, but there's a limit I can take. And oh, no more social life, I guess, cos exam results suck so badly. Initially, I need a break, but now, if whenever I want a break, I have to think twice, calculate the opportunity cost, and then proceed with whatever decision that comes out of it. Sucks so badly.

On a happy note, I wanted to type something fantasical, but I forgot about what it was. Something which I think I talked to Fitrah about. I think it was about dresses, or was it prom? Or castles? Haha. Memory's failing on me, and I hate the feeling.

Anyways, I was just browsing through Darren's (my primary school bestie) profile yesterday, and boy, has he grown a lot! But his looks remain the same. I wonder why. I remember he used to tease me when I failed my science, cos there's this one time when I got a 57 (in those days, having a 57 for science is bad!) but I refused to tell him my marks. And you know la, teachers like to put the total mark for every page at the bottom right hand corner of the page, right? So, this smart ass Darren Anwar (or later nicknamed by me to be Darren Aqua, cos he's such a metrosexual) counted my marks from the start of me flipping through page by page right till the very end. And I remember he used to say this when I'm done flipping, "Oh, you get 57 right?" And then he laughed. Lol. I think he got a 76, if I'm not wrong.

Right now, I really miss Darren. A lot. But he's in the UK, studying there, cos initially, after P6, he was supposed to go to Catholic High, but he transferred to Britain. Oh my gawd. I really miss Aqua a lot sehh..

2007-07-09T22:25:00.000+08:00

Pak Su's wedding was okay, it was smooth-going and all, but I can't definitely say that I enjoyed myself to the very max because of very complicated reasons which I shan't reveal here, huahuahua. So anyways, the reception at the museum on Saturday was fantastic, and there were lots of professional decorations hanging around, the dais was really pretty and big, and the jellies were really nice. Haha..I was looking at the food more than the bride and groom, I think. And oh, some really pretty eye candies. Lots of 'em. Though about 80% of them banquet servers were mats, but they looked really good, plus they were really sweet! >< Especially this mat in green, like oh-am-gee, check out his arms, hunny! And I hadn't wished that I took a photo, so you know, it's just a passing thing. Like just passing uh. Nothing more. Anyways, I thought pak su was really nervous when he 'declared' the solemnisation thingie, cos he said it all too fast, apart from the fact that the bride's name was long, and I mean really long, plus she's a Sharifah, so there's like dozens of other Sharifahs and Syeds from amongst her family members, but I couldn't care less kind of thing. She was rather, well, solemn, and sad, cos of dunno-what-reasons-which-I-don't-intend-to-know. And I wore an Arab jubah. A long dress. Very pretty. Very Victorian at the same time, with tassles at the front and sides, and really nice material, very cooling. For once, I really felt like a Sharifah. Very Arab. :) :)

For the reception on Sunday, I wore pink. Yes. Everybody's favourite colour. It was a really sweet reception, and luckily, it rained, cos we were all very stuffed out from wearing all those clothes. Yes, it was more of humid than hot. God knows how many glasses of punch I drank, cos really, I can't count them myself. I sort of floated from table to table, just talking to people, and really, I don't mean to brag or anything, but I find myself so easily acquainted with people within the first 10 seconds. Ok, so it was partly superficial, but you know, you have to be nice to the oldies and all that, respect beb, respect! But thank God for cousins like Fatin who came around and hung around and chatted with me. So thank you for that dear. And yes, there's this particular cousin of mine, who came with her cousin, and me oh my, I can't help looking at how beefy he is! Really, if I may say so, he looks really good, plus he's a nice fella. The thing is, I can't remember his name. :) :) :)

Ok, I'm lethargic already. I'm having the sneezes now, so I'd better go off before I have to disinfect the keyboard and the screen! Lola!

2007-07-06T22:38:00.000+08:00

There has been many a personality tests conducted online or in schools. For instance, in school last year, we had to go through this MBTI personality workshop where we're given a questionnaire and they will access our personalities from there. I don't think any personality test is really 100% accurate, because look at it this way, when we were given the questionnaire, we are given options, right? And we are supposed to pick the option that best suits our interests. However, this is flawed. We pick the options because we envision our world to be perfect in our own perception, and we pick the option because we want to look good doing it. Get the drift? It's more of a perception thingie, rather than a real-I'm-gonna-do-it-for-sure thingie. The matter's a bit iffy, or contentious, may I say. But seriously, that's where the flaw is. For instance, when I got back my results for the MBTI workshop, my personality is capped at ESTJ. Ok, so what was that? It means that I am a practical, realistic, matter-of-fact, decisive, quickly move to implement decisions, organize projects and people to get things done, focus on getting the results in the most efficient way possible, take care of routine details, having a clear set of logical standards, systematically follow them and want others to also, and of course, forceful in implementing their actions. Now, doesn't that make me look like a woman with an iron fist? Like a Hilary Clinton replica, might I add? While I can vouch that on certain occasions, I do come across as what's stated above, but that only happens under really extreme and special circumstances, and those around me, particularly my JC mates, prolly would say that this is a side of me that rarely comes out within the two years I am there. So, you might scoff. Maybe she's just putting on an act. But let me question you back. How long can an act last? Is anybody that good an actor to be that 'sincere' for 2 years? Really. Perhaps what we really need now is a personality check within ourselves, and not follow what has been 'destined' for us. Because after all, personality tests only can either make you feel good, or bad, about yourself. In essence, it is what is in your heart that counts. So, hello ~~ESTJ!~~ Never mind if you don't understand the last sentence. Me neither.

2007-07-05T17:02:00.000+08:00

So, nothing much has been happening these past few days, or rather, nothing worth remembering, hence the total lack of posts. Well, save for the annual career and scholarship fair, which should be the main topic for today, and of course, the systematic disaster which I received over some test results. ><

Anyways, the career and scholarship fair held yesterday was pretty exciting, save for the fact that dear Carl keeps emphasising that he is a Duke and I'm the Chambermaid promoted to Lady soon after, with Isyah dear as the Duchess. Whatever that makes you happy uh Carl. Oops, I meant CARL, DUKE OF AJC. Hahaw..Went through a couple of talks, the first being the talk on education in UK, but I realised that I must be really rich or really clever in order to study there, which sadly, I'm neither. So, goodbye UK education. Hello Australia! Oh wait, pappy says that there is a glimpse of hope for me to study in UK, you know, to study you-know-what, so hopefully, they'll accept me. :) :) :) Apart from that, the universities in UK look a lot like major castles, and I'm talking about castles in medieval era, not modern castles like the white-turning-grey Istana. You get my drift. Those castles-cum-universities were simply so majestic, and so breathtaking, that I really thought that for once, I am going to live in there.

After that talk, I proceeded to, what else, the National Council of Social Services talk. Okay, let me make this clear. Even though I was from St John's, that does not necessarily mean that I like working with people a lot. I don't. Well, sometimes, that is. I prefer to do things at my own pace. That's about it. And about the issue of helping, well, it all depends on my mood, but I can safely say that if I'm gonna take care of you, I'm going to do it properly, and that if I don't intend to help you at all, I'll leave you aside. I know it's mean, but it's me, I guess. Only close buds know who I really am, I guess.

Then, the last talk of the day was by the SPH. This guy, he's a reporter, and he's really cool about it. Rau kept saying that he looks like Haizad from the side, but I don't quite agree on that, cos I only saw him face front. Then, when I got a closer look, he ain't really that good-lookin' afterall yo! Just ordinary. That's all. He's got really thick eyebrows, though.

Ah well, maybe in the end, I might do well, get into some good university, and earn lots of money and buy myself a Porsche at the end of it all. Then maybe I'll be really happy. :D :D :D

By the way, my bro's really funny and goondooo sometimes. We received a plastic bag filled with rambutans from our ex-neighbour, and when I asked him what's in it, he said, "Random Access Memory Butan."Geddit? RAMbutan. Which is really jokey, and lame, if you ask me. Seriously...

2007-06-30T11:26:00.000+08:00

Sharkie is happy that exams are over, for the time being at least. But Sharkie isn't happy that she has just screwed up her Lit paper. But Sharkie is happy that she screwed the paper with grace and style, excluding stupidity. So kudos to Sharkie! Sharkie is scared for the PTM when results are given out, because Sharkie's parents will want to see Sharkie's tutors. And tutors wanna see everybody's parents, so there you have it! Sharkie is suffering from a post-exam depression, because Sharkie seems to be having nightmares about papers eating her up (not that Sharkie minds being eaten up by papers, of course!). Sharkie's hope for the time being is to meet Mark from Ugly Betty. Mark! Your "Yummy!" voice is really sexy and so GAY! Sharkie loves it lots!

Sharkie wants to go watch teevee now, cos she hasn't watched teevee since two weeks ago! Buhbye peepople!

2007-06-26T15:07:00.000+08:00

GP and Econs down! :) Three more papers to go, and I can relax a bit. So anyways, the AQ was really dumb, I think. They asked, "How far do you think Singapore is a great city?" And obviously, I had to say that it's to a large extent, though deep down, I think I thought likewise. Haha. That's like asking us to be real patriotic and praise Singapore and all that stuff, but I remember writing down that we won accolades and awards for Changi Airport (see? reading adverts help in GP!). :) :) :) I thought the compre was way easier than the essay, which is really weird cos I hate compre. Lol. Sometimes I think I contradict myself so much that it drives me nuts eventually. So anyways, today, had Econs paper, and believe me, it was cold in the LT. Like, I don't even bring my sweater along, and at some points in time, I think my finger froze. A bit only la. Not that severe. Thank God I didn't have a brainfreeze. The case study was alright, the essay was, well, I won't say much, but it was an organized systematic disaster. I plan my essay though! I should really get marks for planning alone.

Math tomorrow, afternoon paper! Yeay! At least I can steal some of the time to memorize some little chunks of History. Dammit. I am planning to get at least Cs for this year's midyears. Hopefully everything's gonna turn out the way I want it to be. I can't screw history. Cos you know why? My history tutor is my PD tutor! And she'll be meeting my parents! (not mine alone).

My neck hurts. Screw it. Like, hello neck? Yeah. If you want to break, go break it properly! Don't just stay there and give me pain! Break it!

And oh, on the way home just now, there's this black car coming into the school, and I was at the road divider with Fana. I think I spread out my arms and said, "Kill Me!", and during which, Fana 'came to my rescue' and said, "I don't wanna be the second-degree murderer." Whatever.

2007-06-24T18:26:00.000+08:00

Everyone is out watching Elmo and his friends at Downtown East while I'm here at home with my parents and grandmother. Oh finally, there's some peace in the house. Thank heavens for that! So anyways, I did a substantial amount of Math, and almost on my way to completion! Hooray yahoo! But I'm still worried, somewhat insecure. I don't know why, maybe I'm stressed or something. Ohhhh my...

So anyways, found out that one of my cousins is into off-road racing. Actually, I don't really expect that of him, since, well, he looks like the kind of person who sticks around in mosques and do what-nots. I think he's a really cool dude, come to think of it. He said that whenever he went for his off-road biking activities (it's with motorbikes), he sees this group of illegal immigrants, and he even took photos of them! But I don't know what's their fate now, cos according to him, they always run away when they hear motorbikes coming their way. Lol. If I were them, I would just play it cool and pretend nothing's happen. Gotta face the music, man. Gotta face the music...

I read this article a few weeks back about this pair of sisters who have 16,000 friends on Friendster. That's foolish. I bet they don't even know 90% of the 'friends' at all! Really stupid, I must add. Like, they dress skimpily and they get profile views and they add friends? Thank God I don't have friends like that.

I really must go. Cos I feel so sticky and it's time for the evening bath!

And please save the Earth, people! Climate change! The situation has to be that serious if there's a Saturday special on climate change! Go!

2007-06-23T15:09:00.000+08:00

Today's Saturday, tomorrow's Sunday, the day after that is a MONDAY.

Oh shoottsssss...where did the holidays go? You mean school's starting in 48 hours? That's really depressing, because, let me see, I have to cram in thousands of many other chapters and lots more facts into my already 3/4 used-up brain with God-knows-what-things. I need an extra 600GB more space, please! I don't feel any better that I'm sitting here, trying to revise, hoping that I can finish everything before Monday, because obviously, that won't happen. I just know. Ok, chill. Others are feeling pretty much the same way, so I can't complain. But still?! I don't believe this.

I better shoot myself in the head if I fail all my subjects. This is getting waaaaayyyy too serious.

2007-06-19T10:54:00.000+08:00

I am very pissed with certain Singaporeans right now. Like really, I can totally understand why we are falling short in the service sectors. I have made enough observations to come up with this conclusion that some of us belong to the bunch of impolite people. Let's draw from certain examples, yeah? My own personal examples. Like that day, I was waiting for the lift, and there was this man who is around his mid-50s, who was also waiting for the lift. I was carrying a lot of things, plus, I was holding my kid brother's hand. So anyways, this particular old man, went into the lift first, and I thought that he is going to press the door open button, but oh no he didn't. HE JUST STOOD IN ONE CORNER OF THE LIFT, WAITING FOR ME AND MY BROTHER TO ENTER, AND JUST CROSSED HIS ARMS. Ah bloody hell. I was maniacally cursing this man, because my finger nearly died because of his 'oblivion'. Like you freaking toot, you know where the door open button is, unless you lived in a bungalow for millions of years and have never taken a lift before in your entire life, in which case, I consider it a very feeble excuse, but hello?! If you don't know where the heck the button is, you can ask, isn't it? Or, you can just press the button at the outside of the lift, and wait for me to enter FIRST, because you knew where the button is. Damn it. I just felt like stepping on this old man. Sheesh. Makes me mad, them all. I hate his attitude, and I hate the man. Another thing, I hate Singaporeans who just blatantly dig their noses in public, making it look like they enjoyed it so very much. Like, omg, Singapore is a public area. You can't indulge in your own personal pleasures here, you know. Especially the old men. The apeks, more like it. It's bad enough that you have absolutely zero fashion sense, with that singlet shirt and ugly boxers, and you have to dig your noses?! Tsk. It's dirty, and I'm sure everyone is turned off by your senseless attitude and your disgusting actions. Go somewhere to dig your noses lah! Don't do it in public can?!

In any case, if anyone who belonged to the species above reads this, take heed. Cos if you don't, one day, I will become a lawyer, and I'll make sure I eliminate you people from our society. And I'm going to press forward the Civics and Moral Education even more, so all I've to say is, BE PREPARED!

2007-06-17T11:09:00.001+08:00

She wants to get out. Get out of this entire hellish life she's living. She's sick of seeing so many F's on her report card, she's sick of being pretty bloated all the time, she's sick of the people she's hanging out with. She wants to be with Him. She wants to be with him. Especially Him. And him. She misses them both. At times, she feels like everything is turning against her. She wants to retire, but she can't. She is too scared to make anybody unhappy. She knows that she can't possibly please everybody, but she feels a weird obligation. She thinks she is suffering from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. But she cannot place her fears anywhere. It is intangible, untouchable, incurable. She feels squeamish, with worms in her stomach. She doesn't understand a word she is reading, she can't touch anything that wants to be touched, she feels light suddenly, but she can't fly. There is only one thing refraining her from doing whatever she wants, to be out of this state of limbo: FEAR. The four-letter word that harms her brains, intoxicating, ugly. She has to overcome that first, but how? She needs the help of the one and only person who's been through everything with her.

The tides has changed. It is time now.

2007-06-15T12:05:00.000+08:00

Esfahaaannnn!!! Kiyamul aisyhrin fustahanni biyal! Wa syamsulitalkitash ria'maliwaita min'zuriyaat!

I'm backkk!!! After so long, I finally managed to get refreshed, but erm, perhaps not recharged yet. I won't enclose which part of the earth I went to, but it certainly was one of the best holidays yet! Plus, plus, I got darker, cos I swam like a lot. Anyways, the biggest grouse I had was that at this particular food centre which I ate, there were like thousands of little kittens and cats. Okay, make them fifteen. I counted. There was even this little undeveloped kitten, really small that it prolly can fit into the palm of my hand, and boy, what a sound it makes! I was too disgusted, and all appetite to chow down food was soon lost. Yes, it was that serious. There were cats and kittens everywhere! And I think these creatures are smart. I think they know that I don't really favour cats, and they purposely walk around my legs. Grrr...like I can step on you and I don't even care, you know. But of course, I didn't murder anything, cos that would totally spoil my holiday. The food was stupendous. And I gotta say this, I think the hotel is partly haunted, cos during the second night, I awoke at around 3 am, and I heard somebody adjusted the air-con, cos you can hear the clicking sound. It was weird, and the light wasn't even on! I just froze, literally and metaphorically. And the next thing I did was to reach for the remote control, switched on the teevee, and watch Disney channel, with hope that the 'person' would fly away. Lol. I kid you not! Looking back, maybe I shouldn't have done that. Maybe I should have screamed. Haha. But hey, I'm no screamer. :D Another unfortunate thing which happened was my bead bracelet broke - at the carpark - at night! I had to crawl underneath people's cars to reach for the teeny weeny beads. Tsk tsk. I should win a medal for the craziest spastic 'papua' on earth. Tsk. Paile paile. Krinchana...

Okay wokays, grandma needs my help in the kitchen! Toodly woodlyy toots, you toots!

2007-06-03T20:19:00.000+08:00

My cousins just left. It was kinda sad, seeing how we've spent the past three days together, shopping, living under the same roof, eating out, etc. But anyhoos, I'll treasure these three days as one of the bestest days of this year, cos firstly, I 'made a bet' with Angah that my name will rise faster than him in the music industry. He's gonna be the Next Amy Search, and I'll be the next, well, Shakirah. Lol. And and, I got to see his makwe's (girl's) face! She is rather ordinary, not that glamorous, but sweet in a chubby wubby kinda way (God, hope Angah doesn't read this!) He sang this ultra horrid rock song, which I thought I sang better anyday. Syahirah was really cute! When she asked what we wore for school, I told her, "Skirt and blouse." She was gaping. Like, she had this face that says, "Whoa! Bestnye!" Ok, I get it. I guess studying in Malaysia and wearing baju kurung for dunno-how-many-years kind of bore them students. She saw my school uniform (the AJ one), and she said it was rather prettaye. I couldn't agree with that, cos I think the uniform sucks. And Helmi the Uda, was really funny. He tried to melt the ice from the ice kacang, which was pretty weird. I swear, my cousins have weird eating habits! Angah tried to mix tomato and chilli sauce together, with curry! Oh-am-gee (Credits: Fitrah)! And Uda still said, "Nasib baik tak ada orang lagi macam Angah yang buat macam ni. Memang sudah di'confirm'kan!" ("Luckily there's no one like Angah who's gonna turn out like him! It's confirmed!") Lol. And Angah bought Gundam seed toys, despite the fact that he's 19, Uda bought a jersey, and Syahirah bought a ring. And I didn't get for myself anything! Boo!

I wish I can see my cousins soon! Again!!!!

2007-06-01T20:16:00.001+08:00

Some cousins from across the Causeway came today, and they are gonna stay here for four days. But they didn't bring along their eldest brother. Apparently Along (that's what we call him) is working on a ship, being the chef there. Imagine that! Cooking on a ship! That's not gonna be my forte, I just knew it. Angah (real name: Haziq. Who's like a year older than me and studies at UITM) kept sleeping the whole day. Like woah. Really, man. And he's quiet. Uda (real name: Helmi), on the other hand, roamed the estate, and I suspect he was lost somewhere, which is why he took so long. Bungsu (real name: Syahirah) was quiet. She hardly talks. Tsk tsk. What a direct contrast to me. Lol. Tomorrow, I think we're gonna take them three and their parents to some circus or is it shopping? Eitherway, I'm not too happy about it, cos that means that I don't get to finish what I planned to do. But I shall try to be happy, eh? Afterall, I'm supposed to be the happy person among Angah, Uda and Bungsu. Whatever.

Some people are just so blardy irritating. Like for once, just get off my back and stop your nonsense. I mean, you don't want the whole friggin' world to know all your problems, right? If you need to whine, go somewhere else. Stop irritating me and calling me in the middle of the night! I'm not your 24/7 psychologist, so shut it, okay? It's okay if you whine at the right intervals, but to bother someone in the middle of their dreams is HORRENDOUS. Blardy hell. Go and die la you (ok, that came out crude). You always say I'm not always there for you, but since when were you ever there for me? If you want to accuse me, accuse properly la! Don't just sit there and talk like an airhead full of rubbish. Cos that sucks. One day, I shall just throw my billions of inches thick files at your face, then you know. What the hell. So effing irritating.

On a happy note, read Tay Yek Keak's article on Miss Universe. About Miss USA Rachel Smith, to be specific. The way she falls, he describes it like this, "I thought I was watching So You Think You Can Slide." Lol.

2007-05-31T12:59:00.000+08:00

Woah. I'm relieved. I finally managed to dig up the oh-so-old notes and whatnots and filed them neatly in ring files. I was thinking long-term, you see. So that I can get organized before I get started on any revision. Actually, I wouldn't have filed if I wanted to look and hunt for all my Math notes. Ahaha...strategic planning, I see...

It was a good start to the day. Woke up at 6.30am, prayed, and went jogging at the park at 7am. The air was clean, I must say. There were a lot of oldies briskwalking and a few dogs running. It was nice. I plan to jog early in the morning from now on. So that I can buy lots of nice clothes (not that I don't have any right now) before I embark on another journey next year.

Speaking of journeys, I'm off to Sydney! Bye!

2007-05-30T13:08:00.000+08:00

Somebody's going to KL to further her studies there in July. Woah, lucky you. Anyways, congrats ah. Hope you have fun there. And please, I bet by the time you reach the APM building, you'll prolly look like you just finish PE. Good luck! And come back every Friday night tau!

Oh yessssss....Taufik. Thanks for the sweet sweet chat. It really opened my eyes.

It's Wednesday - already? Where did Monday and Tuesday go?????????????

2007-05-27T19:56:00.000+08:00

Today was the last day of madrasah, and I encountered mixed feelings about it. I'm happy cos madrasah is over, and my Sundays are now free, but at the same time, I was upset to leave my classmates whom I've grown up with, since we were so young. The ones whom I've known the longest, since I was in kindergarten, were Ahmad Hakim, Maria and Sheikh. But above all, I'm gonna miss all the friendly chatter, the mindless entertainment, the irritating jokes and the subtle sarcasm which we shared as a class. I'm gonna miss having an extremely hip class, and best of all, I'm gonna miss the people in it. To all you people, thanks for the wonderful memories and merepek bonding sessions which we've had over the past gazillion years. Trust me, it will all be etched deep in my heart.

To my fellow dear classmates,
Fazliah, Maria, Ruqayyah, Sariza, Zubaidah, Khairunnisa, Aslinda, Atikah, Sri, Syaza, Fadhillah, Shuhadah, Fadhli, Hafiz Osman, Hafiz M.Noor, Riyan, Arief, Kariim, Taufiq, Ahmad Hakim, Sheikh, Hasif, Azhar, Nasrul, I'M GONNA MISS YOU GUYS LOADS! And when's the next outing together? In June, right?

That's it. *sobs*. I'm crying now, I think. Maybe when I'm less delirious, I'll write a tribute to you guys each. We'll save that for another day, yeah? Hidup Menengah 4!

2007-05-27T19:54:00.000+08:00

Merindu Kepastian

Art Fazil

Andai kau menjadi pelangi,
Biar ku jadi awannya,
Agar kita selalu bersama…

Andai kau menjadi sang duyung,
Biar ku jadi karangnya,
Agar kita sentiasa bersua…

Andai kau menjadi merpati,
Biar ku jadi sang bayu,
Agar kita sering bertemu…

Andai kau menjadi puisi,
Biar ku jadi melodi,
Bersama kita bernyanyi…

Andai ku menjadi rembulan,
Sudikah engkau menjadi kejora,
Hingga pagi nanti…

Andai esok aku menjadi tanah,
Sudikah engkau menjadi bunga,
Menghiasi dadaku…

Longing For Certainty(Translation)

If ever you be a rainbow,
Let me be the clouds,
So we’ll always be together…

If ever you be a dolphin,
Let me be the corals,
So we’ll often encounter…

If ever you be a dove,
Let me be the wind,
So we’ll frequently converge…

If ever you be a poetry,
Let me be the melody,
Together we’ll sing…

If ever I be the moon,
Would you ever be Venus,
Till the break of morn…

If tomorrow I turned to dust,
Would you ever be petals,
To decorate my heart…

2007-05-24T17:22:00.000+08:00

Yesterday's ML session was kind of okay, not that fun, but it wasn't too boring either. There were a couple of highlights, among which, I shan't elaborate due to the extreme lack of laziness. Shikin, Farid, AB and Pokpok launched their rockets on the track. It was pretty amusing, how Farid's rocket didn't manage to make that tremendous shoot into space, how AB's and Pokpok's rocket could not cover the parachute properly, and hence, did not manage to make it into space, and how Shikin could not launch her rocket proper cause the water at the bottom of the rocket burst out at her instead. So anyways, besides that, Pokpok and Hudzy stomped and hit at a bee with the frisBEE, until the poor little thing got all flattened out. Obviously, I tried to stop them, but they continue being monsters. And just as expected, five minutes later, another bee came into the classroom, but this time, they left the bee alone for fear of inviting the entire bee clan. So, I think that's it.

The ice cream party today was great! I mean, there were Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia, London Dairy strawberry ice cream, Arctic cake and Cappucino ice cream. It was aplenty, and we managed to finish them up with the help of some four 3206 peeps, just to name a few, Jason, Edward, Greg, May and Mr Loh. Ms Sab came over, and she was just joining in the chat with us, and you know what, it felt really good to be able to chat with your tutors like they're your friends. Me, Selina, Jun Yong and I Ting were chatting with Ms Ng about metrosexuals history teachers, camps, etc etc. Woah. It felt great. With Ms Ng around. We should really have this more often, I think. It's one super-dee-duper way to chat about almost anything.

Thank God for Math today, Edward wasn't obnoxious. If not, I would prolly have screamed at him. He merely groaned loudly, so I guess that's fine. And some of his classmates - the ladies - were wearing this Shrek ears headband, and I thought they looked pretty lame. They were going, "Look! Mrs Ong! Would you like to wear the Shrek headband?" Like, come on, that's pure insult, you guys. You are basically saying Mrs Ong doesn't look up to your standards (for lack of a better word), and seriously, you are so rude.

Whatever. Well, yeay, at least the hols are here!!!! Yippeee aiye!!!

2007-05-21T17:01:00.000+08:00

Honestly, the stuff which we sold today were quite alright, but sales wasn't that good. Let me see why, there's a shortage of cookies, that's why! And I hate to turn down people whenever they asked for cookies. But, but, there were constraints. Poor mates had to squeeze themselves real hard, just to make that over a 1000-plus cookies yesterday, I think. Never mind, just try and make more today. Haha. We'll reimburse you, I think. And I don't think that cafe freezer worked. I mean, it was on at -18 degrees celcius, but when the ice cream came out, it became cream. Terrible man. Like, there's no electricity. Speaking of electricity, I had to switch the plug of the oven three times, over three sockets, cos halfway through cooking, the oven was switched off. Seriously, the P's gotta pay the bills, man.

Did I mention that I went to look for some cloth to be sent to the tailor yesterday? Me, mom, sis and dad went to Arab Street yesterday, and we went into this shop. Really cosy, I must say. And the cloth which they sold were damn nice, I tell you! And to top that, the person who attended to my mom was this Pakistani guy, who is really young, like say, early 20s, and my gawd, he is hot! Like really sizzling hot, man. And he's really nice too! He offered mom cloth after cloth, and apparently, mom got really involved in this whole buying cloth business. But then, it's fine, cos we spend like two hours at the shop, and I was looking and looking and looking. Ah well, if he's from Pakistan, and has blue eyes and that absolutely refined bod, doesn't that spell dreamy? Gosh, ok, I'm freaking myself out, cos Mrs Low has just echoed something.

"How do you suppose you could write fabulous model answers if you do not study for your Econs test on Wednesday?!" Ah damn, better get down to work, unless I wanna go for extra Econs lessons - which I totally detest. And it's week 10! Holidays are near! Rejoice, y'all!!!!

2007-05-17T22:20:00.001+08:00

In the library today, Mozzie was reading the TIME mag in which the main issue was on The Science of Happiness. In which, there was this little questionaire on 'How Happy Are You?'. Being the ultimate Singaporean, Mozzie did the questionaire, and she got a verdict that says, Extremely Dissatisfied. Which I thought was pretty funny considering that she is a happy-go-lucky person. Then I thought, the fact that some people are extremely dissatisfied with their lives should try to appreciate the little things in life which are always taken from granted. And it's not Mozzie I'm directing at (though at the moment in time, I'm sure she is not really in her right mind to do a questionaire sanely). It's at everyone who isn't satisfied with what God has given them. Maybe if we can take the time to appreciate all these, we can appreciate more of what we have, and maybe cut down on those materialistic needs.

Oh boy, what a highly philosophical post. By the way, did I mention that there's this really obnoxious kiddo in my Math lecture? He is so insane, like he has to make the Math more complicated than it really seems. Like, hello? I know you are smart, so just cut down on that showing off part, yeah? If I ever know you better, a certain MR E., I would punch you. But oh no, I can't afford to be accused of assault, can I? I shall be kind to you while I don't know you. Just do us all a favour, either you go someplace to curl up and die, or you just shut the hell up during Math.

I talked to Blusttoy today. During Econs. Now I feel like I've done something wrong.

Now I'm happy. :D
Ironic, isn't it? Whenever I'm happy, I say the weirdest things. Or fings, as Jamie puts it.

2007-05-16T22:02:00.000+08:00

I was reading this really good book on our brains, and there was this sentence that piques me, "Never trust something if you do not know where it keeps its brain." Then I was wondering, why on Earth is that sentence in a book that describes brains? I came to a conclusion that it was just a passing thought of the author, and that he wanted to include it in that book cos the word 'brain' is in that sentence. Such a funny thing, the way brains work these days. Come to think of it, I suddenly remembered that there were girls who used to believe the trash which LOVECALCULATOR - CALCULATE YOUR LOVE FACTOR! used to give. I mean, you just type in your name, and the supposed love interest, and you see the percentage representing the chances you have with that love interest. I should know. I tried it once. I tried typing in the same exact name twice, on two separate occasions, and me oh my, the results were different! Pretty lame. It's like saying, one moment you are compatible, the next, you are totally on different wavelengths. Again, what trash. And of course, I still do know of some contacts who are still believing whatever a brainless thing says. Speaking of brains, Ms Sab pointed out an interesting thing today which I never knew until she mentioned it: Do you know that our brain is like the central processing system? Woah. I sure as hell did not know that. So how come there's such a thing as impromptu actions, when you said that the brain controls everything? Is it facts in reverse then? And how come people still do odd things, when the brain is always right? And why do people say, "Think with your heart, not with their brain"? Is that uneducated - still?

I don't know. Maybe as I age, the answers will be more apparent.

Meanwhile, to my new friend, Mussss-taaaa-faaaaa, congrats on having the affections of the alien which has just been transported from Planet Nembula at exactly 1.15pm on Tuesday, 15th May 2007. You earned it. Now work on it, baybeh!

2007-05-14T22:49:00.000+08:00

Something is wrong with my blog. But you know what? I don't care. Haha. That's me for the time being.

Life sucks when technology screws up on you. And I let my cell phone sleep on a dead battery for a week!!!! What an amazing record!

2007-05-14T22:40:00.000+08:00

What a crazy life it has been. It's only Monday (yes, only Monday!), and I'm feeling so tired already. Maybe it's because my energy level goes down like till negative infinity whenever it's close to the end of term, cos that's usually the case. Heh, at least it's justified. Anyhoos, I took a real good look at the class photos, both formal and informal, and I'm glad to note that everybody looked really natural, albeit the hot sun and the ugly background, and that suffice to say, Carl and me added that extra glamorous touch, hoho! Yihan was really depressed and pissed that she wasn't in the class photo, but oh wells, she was sick that day, so it kinds of balanced everything out. Now I'm off to taunt her day and night about how nice the photo looks like cos she ain't in it. HAHAHAHHHH!!!! Carl and I will have a spiffing good time, trust me on that.

On the other hand, the bowlers had their tournament today. Saw a certain somebody and I offered my thoughts on her. She was sauntering and flirting in that bowling skirt and that usual stomach in chest out position as she's been widely known back then a few years ago. If she ever reads this, then good for her. Cos she has to believe and swallow that not everybody in Bowling likes her being the authoritative mother hen figure when it's really not her who's the President, but my dear friend. So, mommy hen, just concentrate on whatever you've got ok? And don't bother flaunting what you don't have. Cos really, that ain't gonna get you all the boys in the world. The sweetness of innocence is no longer there for you, so wake up!

Ok, I'm done being the B****. I feel relieved, but unrelieved cos of the Econs test this Wednesday. How come all tests are on Wednesdays????

By the way, Isyah, you look really good in that new hair. Different and refreshing. But still, too jet black, hoho....

2007-05-08T00:10:00.000+08:00

This is bananas. I'm up, blogging at 12am in the morning (my gawd, is it morning already?!), just so I can lullaby myself to sleep. Oh wells. Maybe just a quick run-through of what's hot, and what's NOT!

Splashed across the front page of the main section of ST was the "ground zero" for Kansas after being hit by a tornado. It is said that the area looked like Hiroshima and Nagasaki after the atomic bombing which ended after WWII. I actually went to check the site of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and well, I hate to admit it, but they look the same. I mean, the photos bear so much resemblance that it is really frightening to see that US actually has a tornado season. And here we are, complaining that the only seasons we'll ever experience are summer and the monsoon season. Wth. Seriously, somebody gotta re-write the plans (if you can't catch head or tail about what I just said, don't bother. :P). But what I do realise, upon studying the picture of the wreck in greater detail, was that even though the tornado struck, there were still perfectly lined streets and the grass did not change colour! And there's this squalid little white building that's been converted into an emergency centre, though I can't, for the life of me, locate where the triage centre is. So, I guess what we gotta do now is to pray hard that Singapore will not suffer the same fate as those of our counterparts across the Pacific (or is it the Atlantic) Ocean. Cos if Singapore really has that, and God forbids that should happen, then we'll prolly be drowned like millions of feet under.

The NUS camp is this Friday till Sunday! I can't wait! But then again, before going for the camp, I still have to drag my hands to do 2 more Econs essays. Come on, fingers, do me proud!

By the way, do read Tay Yeak Keak's article on Spiderman 3. It's really entertaining, I think. And really funny. Apparently, there's this man in Spiderman 3 named "SANDMAN", and he could save Singapore from having a sand crisis by producing sand from his body, and we can all use the sand. HAHAAHHHH!!!!!!

2007-05-05T23:34:00.000+08:00

Holy mosquitoes! Is it Saturday already? Oheiiyhhh, it really is. Time do fly fast, doesn't it? But then again, when has time ever stopped? I felt like a complete, total, utter, dynamic loser this week. I only attended school on Monday and Wednesday, cos Tuesday was Labour Day, or more sophistically known as May Day (it's better to have workers shouting "MAY DAY! MAY DAY!" than "LABOUR DAY! LABOUR DAY!". The latter sounds like cheap labour, and the former sounds like, well, May. Lol. :/), and on Thursday and Friday, had a bout of migraine. Actually, the migraine was under control on Thursday night, but just for the sake of making it 'more complete', I took Friday off. Ahh...bliss....Damn shiok ah, sleeping for like the entire day. But when I woke up, I felt like such a bummer. Wth.

I'm gonna have a BNW test on Monday, and fundamentalist test on Wednesday. Holy bananas! How the heck am I to do that????

Dad's gonna take us watch Phantom of the Opera. Weehhooo!!! It's a beautiful piece by Andrew Lloyd Webber. Darn good, I'm tellin' ya. Go watch it if you've got the time and cash. I had to scrimp to pay part of the cost of the ticket, mind you. I think it's better than sitting at Fort Canning Park, watching A Midsummer Night's Dream. Better than being stung by God-Knows-What, eh?

The test anxiety management workshop just now was a complete waste of time. For three whole damn hours, we had to listen to some really unmotivational speaker talk about his achievements, and how to make ourselves more hypnopaediac. Gaahh..Breathing techniques are supposed to calm you down? While I can vouch for that, I ain't sure that it can totally ward off all the anxiety we're experiencing before tests. And oh, did I mention that the reason why I didn't do so well during the promos was because I didn't really study? And not that I had test anxiety?

Parents and I had a real good talk about my future. Apparently, I'm supposed to do well enough to get myself a place in the Law School. What shrooms! That would mean getting an A for GP (not that impossible) and doing well for the others. I'll try, but if I should ever fail to be an apprentice, or even get my butt into Law School, I'm going to dive straight into Cognitive Psychology. But Law School's the first option, trust me on that. :D

toodles!

2007-05-03T08:50:00.000+08:00

Farah's coming over this Saturday! Whee! My mugging partner. Maybe we'll have more spaghettis and pizzas, yes? I'll make them, you wash up. Simple. Then, we can mug for Econs and get that distinction together!

Hahaa..senseless, I know. Alrightey, everybody, please cover your mouths and contain your deep-set laughter, cos what I'm about to reveal is more absurd (at least to me) than anything coming from me. I have this sudden interest on saving the Earth. How many people realised that Mother Earth is dying? It's all because of our work and 'efforts' that is causing Mother Earth to be at it's wits end. We are consuming too much paper, burning too much fossil fuels and throwing away too much plastics! Come on, people, we have got to do something about this! We can't just depend on the Kyoto Protocol (which by the way, is gonna expire in 2012) to save our Earth, right? We have to be active, and don't waste paper la. It's as simple as that.

Next, I too realised that I'm a really strong advocate of human rights and children dying elsewhere because of hunger and the likes. I don't know what's up with me and human rights. It's like, ever since I joined SIMUN and was in the HR committee, I've been really passionate about such stuff. I stand by the International Declaration of Human Rights, and I abide through and through. Poor people. Here we are, manicly gorging ourselves with food and taking excellent care of our material well-being, and there are others elsewhere in the world who are dying and just scrimping to get past the day. Or even worse, we take our freedom of speech and want for granted, whereas others may not even have that privilege! Now, ain't we abusive or not? The point that I'm trying to make here is, if we can sit back and reflect on how lucky we are, maybe that would lessen the pain of others. I really pity those people who are not given the basic and most essential human rights. Oh, and a little advertising here, if any of you are free, watch Born Into Brothels, where the photog, Zana, delves in deeper into India's redlight district, and transforms the lives of children who are initially made into prostitutes. It's an amazing journey. I enjoyed watching it, cos it's so heartbreaking to see these kids being abused at such a young age. But a word of caution: Vulgarities are apparent, and so are stripping scenes. But it's a mature documentary, so it's fine.

With that said, now you guys can laugh at whatever I just wrote. Thank you. And please save the trees!

2007-05-01T18:52:00.000+08:00

Listen up to the song y'all! It's sweet, isn't it? I'm totally in love with this song right now, and what's so fun about it is that it complements my blog title! Ahaha...now how often can we have that eh?

I deserve a break, but I can't. I promised that I'm gonna mug like a shithead. I have got to continue doing this, no matter how mundane it is. Farah my cousin came over, and she just left. She's my new muggin partner for Econs. *screams and yelps*. Hahaha..this is uber cool. Yeah, I know it.

I realised that one of the people whom I've grown up with has turned into an utter b****. I can't comment much about her, because a part of me thinks that it's best to ignore such negative influences that are not even worth your time, but another part of me thinks that I'm jealous at her OVERWHELMING success, though I can't say that she's definitely has that much overwhelming successes, but still, you get my drift. Gaahhh...talking about her is like wasting space on my blog. Whatever, you b****.

This has been a rather senseless post. I'd better go indulge myself in some self-loving and self-fulfillment and some communication with God. I better repair my relations with Him. God knows, I need His help. Thank you.

2007-04-28T10:11:00.000+08:00

Ah, it seems so long since I got to do what I finally got to do. The week has been really horrible, and everyone's been really nice to me this past week. Thank you all to those who showed me a lil' kindness. Appreciate it lots. :D

I plan to start hardcore mugging in May. Still not too late, I think, although Ms Ng did kindly mention that it's a wee bit too late to start mugging. I don't care. I'm still gonna mug like a shithead in May, irregardless of whatever people say. I'm gonna abandon my social life, no more retail therapy for many more months, and no more updating of posts every day. I won't go MSN-ing until the wee hours of the morning, I won't reply to any more senseless messages, and I will do my assignments and tutorials conscientiously and study for every test as though it's the real papers. I'm gonna go straight home after school every day, no more gallivanting to other places, and carry out a mundane life. Cos suddenly, I have asked myself this, "How much do you want to go to a university? How much do you want it? How much do you want to be considered for a place in university? Think about it. It's a dog-eat-dog world out there, you've got to remain competitive, and it starts NOW." Ahah...I need some support, but I think I'll be fine.

God, please help me with my many more months leading up to November. Make me strong mentally and spiritually. Thanks.

P.S.: By the way, happy birthday Taufik! Oiehyy...you're 20 already. Hoping to meet you really soon. :D

2007-04-23T15:40:00.000+08:00

I've been meeting all sorts of weird and uncomfortable encounters since the past week. Let me see, firstly, I thought that I was being stalked, secondly, there's this freak from the neighbouring class who stares at me for no reason, thirdly, I keep bumping into furniture, and has somewhat accumulated bruises all over my body. I swear I'm not getting blind, and I would not like to believe that I am getting clumsier than I used to be. Maybe I just wasn't concentrating enough.

The realization that I will be sitting for the A's this November suddenly dawned on me when Faz asked about history yesterday, until she had to point out that there's so much to study in so little time. And I seriously am getting a wee bit worried. I have to do well, and there's no question about it. As usual, I confided in Linds, and she is getting kinda worried about mine and Khai's behaviour, cos it seems that we are behaving like two paranoid students with really panicky behaviours. I don't know. At the time when I needed support the most, you weren't there to support me. You were too busy with your life, that you couldn't even be bothered to ask about me. I guess time has rendered us apart, but I'm determined to make this friendship work.

The weather is so confusing these days. As I've mentioned in an earlier post, the weather has caused my classmates to be sick. Hui Qi and Yi Han came to school today, with the flu, fever and sore throat virus, and oh man, they look really sick. I'm kinda worried for them, because I am so afraid that they may just collapse after a while. Yi Han was sneezing like really terrible, while Hui Qi, when she entered GP class just now, her eyes were very red, and it seems as if she had been crying for the past hour or so. I so do hope that I won't fall sick anytime now, because even though skipping school is an interesting prospect when I'm really tired, I can't afford it. If I don't get sick, then that means I have a strong immune system.

Remember the NUS Camp which I am supposed to attend this April? Yeah. It's been postponed to May. I hope it's on held on the last week of May, because on the 27th of May, it's gonna be my last day at madrasah, and I don't wanna leave my friends before saying adieu.

Isyah's snoring away. Well, not exactly snoring, more like sleeping. I'm supposed to wake her up at 4.30pm, which is in 35 minutes time, cos she has cheer later at 5.30. If she doesn't wake up, then I don't know what to do.

Oh God, please give me the strength to overcome all odds that is in my way.

2007-04-21T21:33:00.000+08:00

Family Day was, erm, fun? I think not, except for the food part. It seems like I spent all my coupons on food alone, and just 1 buck on games. Ah yes, I am that stingy. Except that I wasn't the only one. I would like to acknowledge that there were other people, like me, thinks that spending the coupons on food is more worth it than spending it on games. People like Farah, Nashita, a few of my classmates and whoever else. Ahaha...smart eh?

The best part of the day was getting wet and wild. Woohoo!!! I got squirted at like billions of times, with a space interval of half an hour (read: time to get dry). The water was from our tanks, and that's where the people blow the boats on. God knows how much saliva is in there. I try not to think about it, because it is waaayyy too disgusting. Nevertheless, we still dipped our hands bravely into the tanks, and soak our hands in the water, with that many impurities present. Eeww....I feel so disgusted now, that I think about it. We had fun, right Jamie?

And the second best thing was beating Farah at Mr Haikel and Mr Farid's marbles booth. It just pleases me that Farah was the one who lost to me, though I must acknowledge that Farah was a strong competitor (a politically correct answer). Initially, it was just Haikel at the booth, then me and Farah were squabbling over this one basin, which we both wanted to use. Along came Farid, and Haikel complained, "Farid! Mari sini! Aku tak boleh handle ini dua." Whatever ya Haikel. Anyhoos, he made us pay 0.50 bucks each to play the marble game! And the most 'infuriating' part was that, he let Hida play the game for free! Baahh...so unfair. This is discrimination tau!

Just a random note: I think the hosts of Family Day were pretty lame and boring. So was the AMAZING HUNT. Not that AMAZING after all.

2007-04-20T22:34:00.000+08:00

I feel like crap. I was desperately trying to print and re-print that Schoolbuzz account records and the school printer just won't print it. Then, out of desperation, I had to settle for an ugly print. Thank goodness I didn't hand that slip of paper in. Because when I got home, logged on to my schoolbuzz account (who knows, that printer at home might work), tried printing, but got the same results. After printing six times, I realised that there's a PRINT button on the left. Dangs! I tried that, then the records showed on the paper. I felt like such a gundu, can?!

Tomorrow's Family Day, and you know what? I'm actually excited about it. And I so love the boat which me, Mich and Isyah made.

School has been hectic the past week. I'm prolly half dead. Thank God I'm still alive though.

More next time!

By the way, congrats to Fitrah and Hida! You did us proud. How's the diva, by the way?

2007-04-16T00:01:00.000+08:00

The weather is really very confusing these past few days. I mean, it can be really sunny and humid one second, and the next, it will be pouring. I guess that kinds of makes me feel really grey, neither here nor there. I can't concentrate during tutorials, and during lectures, I'll be so sleepy and feeling really lethargic that the only consolation is that it's always 15 minutes before the end of lecture and I'm secretly counting down the minutes. Yes, pathetic, I know. I'm trying to be more spicy about my own life, and I try not to let the weather affect me, but it seems that I am a slave to the weather.

It has been a really tiring weekend, what with the trip to Johor for some cousin's wedding (I seem to have cousins getting married every other week eh?), and it was waaaayyyy boring. I mean, who wouldn't be bored to death if all you have to do is to sit in one chair, eat, and then stare at the people walking. It's crazy, and to top it all off, I wasn't feeling well (no, not because of the weather, but because of a certain Mr A. Lim, who made us run our 2.4km in the rain, and yes, it's because of the weather. What am I saying?!). There's headaches, fevers, flu, and whatnots, and tell me about it, I was feeling rather sleepy and really hot, and my body temperature went up to an astounding 38 degrees. Aarrghhh! A. Lim, I'm so gonna sue you. Just you wait.

I've yet to complete my GP outlines, but I guess I'll save that for tomorrow's break at 9.45. There's Lit test tomorrow, first period, and I still have yet to come up with my points, so there, I'm prepared to fail this paper (well, not like I always pass Lit, of course).

I'm suddenly missing Wei Vien. Why her of all people????

2007-04-13T21:21:00.000+08:00

Well, well, PW results were released today. I got a B. There's a consolation though. About 70% of the cohort got a B too, so that means I'm okay. I was disappointed initially, but I realised that there is more to PW than the grade itself. It's about teamwork, about rushing about to meet datelines, about spending time at Macs in order to get that 'conducive' environment. It's about tolerating each other's behaviour, it's about breaking down at certain intervals, and it's more importantly, about venturing into grounds where nobody has ever gone to.

I'm going to support the FMSA team tomorrow at the Woodlands library auditorium. AJ's up against some really strong teams, and I really do hope that they do really well for tomorrow' semi-finals. Cos I would love to see the AJ team going on to the finals.

All the best, guys!

2007-04-12T15:39:00.000+08:00

I realised that half, if not majority of my posts are about some-crap-old-mud-story-stuck-in-the-toothpick kind of stories. So, I shall persevere to revamp the quality of the posts, and hopefully, achieve an award winning professional award at the end of the contract.

Don't ask me why. I shall wait, but I won't wait forever. Thank you.

Let me get this straight. I am not a structured person, which explains why my bedroom looks like kandang kerbau kind of room, my table macam terbalik pasal hurricane kind of table, my hair macam baru kena ramas oleh binatang kind of hair, and the possibilities are endless. Therefore, it is not my fault if you find my papers crumpled and messy, because you chose to copy it. I did not auction my papers and no one bids my papers. So stop complaining and telling me to be a neat freak, because seriously, that is like too much to ask. What's wrong with being a little bit messy? What's wrong with spreading your things out all over the table, colonising the entire stretch of benches? You tell me what's so wrong about that. Mr Goh Chok Tong once said, "If the government did not say anything about that issue, just go ahead and do whatever you want. If there's no U-turn sign at the roads, if you wanna U-turn, just go ahead. Nobody's gonna stop you." So who the hell are you to stop me from doing what I want? It's my life, and I live my life the way I want it to be governed. You better freakin' stay out of my way, because when all the blood in me boils right up to the max, you'll be the first that I'm coming after. So, the moral of the story is, get out my way, and mind you own little toilet business.

There. Note that this post is not directly shot at anyone in particular, but the person reading this should know that I'm referring to her. No, not my family members or relatives. The used-to-be friend.

On a happier note, it's Thursday! Which means that the weekends are near, and which also means that I have to prepare for ustaz the reasons why surah al-fatihah is the first surah in the Quran. Can't wait. :D

2007-04-10T18:36:00.001+08:00

Well, here I am again, at the end of the day, absolutely pooh-ed out by the tremendous workload that I've to handle over the past two days. I'm not really looking forward to school, but neither would I want to stay at home again just to complete assignments over the internet. Damn crazy, I tell you. It's madness. So much for preparing us for emergencies.

On a lighter note, I'd like to send my huge love and wishes to the tarian team. Tomorrow's their SYF judging. They've put in lots of efforts, staying back in school up till as late as 8pm every Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and I can see how they are all very tired. I saw the dance once, and it was uber fantastic! I'll be surprised if they do not get a medal, but God forbid that to happen, they should win a medal. I'm positive they'll be able to do well. You go girls! I'll be supporting you guys from the back seat. Take three deep breaths before you go on stage, relax, and just have fun! Make AJML proud, ok? To credit the lovely ladies,
Isyah, Hida, Fitrah, Nashita, Farah, Nadhirah, Elmizah, Raudhah, Badarina, Bevelry, Ashikin, Farhana, Izzah and Deebz, go and dance your souls out! I'll be hearing from you guys on Thursday! All the best!

Till then!

2007-04-10T10:31:00.000+08:00

Leceh betul ah nak post comment kat Isyah's blog. For your information, it's hosted on livejournal, dan memang aku tak reti pasal benda-benda gini arh. Ada ke patut bila aku nak submit comment, that thing has this message at the top: Error: Please confirm that you are human, and not a spam robot. Apa saje...Sorry ah Isyah, if this goes on, I'll become a fingerless reader. :D

I was chatting with one of my close buddies (no, not Oi Zailan) yesterday while juggling the e-learning work, and note that I was friends with him since forever, and I have always wanted to smack his head.

It's Impossible says:
You monkey.
shakirah says:
what monkey? where got monkey in my house?
It's Impossible says:
You fool. I told you not to send my number to the girl I like.
shakirah says:
eh. you better know what you're saying. you think i like ah, sending your number to pathetic girls like her?
It's Impossible says:
I don't like pathetic girls. I like sexy bootylicious girls like her.
shakirah says:
ah well, that explains it a lot.
It's Impossible:
Anyways, you know this girl, I asked her this question. "Can I have your name?" You know what she says?
shakirah says:
i know. don't you already have one?
It's Impossible says:
Wth. How come you know????
shakirah says:
I told you I'm psychic, you still don't want to believe me.
It's Impossible says:
That's why I love you dear.
shakirah says:
eh please la. you bapok. go find people of your own kind.
It's Impossible:
shark, you asshole.
shakirah says:
fine. go entertain yourself. i'm doing my work.
It's Impossible says:
Work eh? Tsk tsk...you never do work.
shakirah says:
eh, i do schoolwork. not like you. lazy twerp.
It's Impossible says:
Klakar rabak seh.
shakirah says:
Whatever la eh..
It's Impossible says:
I heard you got a guy now.
shakirah says:
no. where got? i got guy friends though.
It's Impossible:
That means you are single ah?
shakirah says:
but unavailable. hahah..smack that, you filthy little pest.
It's Impossible says:
I know you're gonna like me in the end.
shakirah says:
oh yes actually. IN YOUR DREAMS AH!
It's Impossible says:
...you're gonna like me.
shakirah says:
go bang your head against the wall or something, and stop disturbing me. ok. bye.

I have a sudden dislike for lizards at the moment. A big fat mummy lizard jumped on my hand when I opened the door of the cabinet under the sink. Eewwwww....What luck. I just squealed, and squirmed. Maybe tomorrow, I shall love lizards again, but for the time being, no thanks.

I'm hungry man, got any food or not?

2007-04-09T10:52:00.000+08:00

Zomg! I just realised that my blog layout is the same as Fitrah's, only that hers is green and mine's pink. Hoho...Don't kill me yet. I'm only 18, Fitrah!

I remember I used to love the colour pink when I was in primary school. Reason being? I love watching Power Rangers when I was young. Haha..Pretty lame, I know, but I'm certain Farah Fawcett Pink Turtle would be sooo proud of me for loving pink. :D Yeay! I gained brownie points - yet again.

I heard the song A Whole New World played over the radio yesterday. It brings back fond memories of the past. It reminds me of the time when I went to the Omni Theatre to watch Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin when I was in school, and there was this song that was played in the movie itself. It was really nice. It reminds me about Disney. How I used to love Disney characters - and I still do - and how I used to sleep on a bed full of Minnie Mouses and Mickey Mouses and Barbie dolls and Cinderellas. I was that kind of girl back then, and to think about it, I still do get excited whenever I'm faced with Disney characters - which explains why I so badly wanted to go to Disney Florida - and that I'm still waiting for somebody to take me to a magical place. I know all these are childhood fantasies, but I think it's better if we relieve these childhood fantasies, and you know what's the best part? Being able to relieve all these with somebody who shares the same fantasies as me. Someone whom I'm comfortable with. Don't bother guessing who cos you'll never know. I admit, and mark this day, peeps, that I used to imagine myself growing up, living in a castle with my Prince Charming, and having lots of maids and servants around the castle, serving me. And truth be told, whenever I'm alone, I do still dream about this day. :D Girls who claimed that they do not dream about being princesses and all are lying. It's really obvious. I mean, you're born with feminine traits, and this is what a woman/girl will dream of. Otherwise, can you explain why we want to don on beautiful gowns on our wedding days? It's all in the mind, babes, it's all in the mind. Just imagine, and it will be possible if you believe in it (oh gawwddd..I sound like that Mr Flippers, or is it Wippers? Or Mr F? from Spykids).

Before I take the whole load of crap out of me, I'd better log off now. Cos I have to 'visit' Wizlearn for the e-learning thingo. Don't the teachers know that it's social suicide to put youths in front of the computer and expecting them to complete assignments? Like Nicole Berber from Lycee Francais de Singapour once said, "Put 200 thinking teenagers in a room and ask them to think rationally and not be distracted would be murderous."

With that, toodles!

2007-04-08T20:07:00.000+08:00

Before I start proper, let me extend a huge congratulations to Hudzy, Rauu, Elmo and Aisyah for qualifying the AJ team to the semis! Congrats! I'm sure you guys did very well, though I personally wasn't there in person, I was there in soul. Hah..creepy...

Today was such a fun day - one of the bests I've ever had thus far. Let me rattle a bit. Ustaz came in at exactly 11.05am sharp, stared at us, asked us some quesions which I thought were rather redundant, and then, started talking about stuff that ain't related to Tafsir. Haha..Baik arh Ustaz Mat. Though I can proudly vouch that I am a biiigggg supporter of young ustazs that area hip, but Ustaz Mat seems to turn me down a little. Reason being is that he isn't that jokey as I thought he was. Yes, no doubt that we had a fun time with him around in class today, but you see, he hasn't really hit my expectations on the dot. So, yes, ustaz, try harder. Maybe getting more personal instead of aloof with us would help greatly. Lols. Live it up, ustaz!

After which, my family went to eat at Carousel (sorry, the initial plan was to go out with my bestest friend in the world, You-Know-Who from You-Know-Where), which is at the Royal Plaza on Scotts. The food was simply superb! It was simply one of ze best! It used to be called Cafe Vienna, but it changed its name for some weird reason. Don't ask me why. But one thing's for sure. I gained calories. Oh heck! Time to work out tomorrow!

Okie dokies, when I return back to school, I'll make sure I hunt down some people on my murder list. It just infuriates me when people don't keep their promises. A new Arab word I learnt today, with credits to Ustaz Mat, nasiya, which means, lazy, literally. LAZY. Go get your butt back to your Econs notes, you wuss!

2007-04-06T17:47:00.000+08:00

Okay, this will be a picture-heavy post, to compensate for all the pictures which I meant to put up on this blog since ages ago. So, finally done it, but there's still more to go, and I thought perhaps I may wanna save it for some other time. In the meantime, cleanse your eyes with these! And picture in point, look at the hawt red PUMA watch! That is to die for, I'm tellin' ya!

Really random pictures I saw, and thought they looked kind of interesting. Hahah...

The Barbie MAC collection

2007-04-06T17:44:00.000+08:00

2007-04-06T17:40:00.000+08:00

Some sights during SIMUN. I'll try upload more pictures if the computer is back on track.

During the HR committee meeting

2007-04-06T17:32:00.000+08:00

The cafeteria

Clean plates from my lunches

2007-04-05T23:17:00.000+08:00

Breaking limbs seem somewhat of a fad now. I swear, everywhere I go, there seems to be people on crutches, and they are limping. If my memory serves me right, exactly a month ago, jumping onto mrt railway tracks was the fad. Now, it's jumping into bins and down the stairs? Tsk tsk..the things people do just to escape PE. Haha...

Yuan Han said that whenever I eat some MnM's lookalikes chocs, I look like a rabid axe-murderer. Initially, I thought that she was referring to a rabbit axe-murderer, but damn, that phrase seems to be everyone's favourite phrase these days. Even Miss Sabariah made reference to it during GP this week. She was saying something about cancelling our wrong answers neatly, because often, we cancel things such that it seems like students are "mutilating their paper with manic gouges and frenzied states of the pen more resembling the actions of a rabid axe-murderer than a studious and serious candidate." In essence, it simply means that we cancel things so untidily that it's almost horrendous to look at. I swear, these are the things we should expect to hear when we are in an Arts class, not that I'm attempting to discredit the Science peeps, o'course. Hahah...it sounds like a satire, but whatever, if you get what I mean.

Imagine washing your bag which you have not washed since you were 15. It's horrible, terrible. It's like you have to wash accumulated stains and that kind of pisses me off. And the worse part was, I put like tons of soap, and it's even harder to wash all the soap off. Damn. It took me like, 45 minutes, just to wash the soap off. Aahhh..I should have known better.

I finally carried Peanuts today. Zomg, she's so adorable, can?! She's this little hyperactive hamster which me and Isyah invested in for Shahira. I sure do hope she takes care of it properly. I felt like kissing Peanuts, but considering that there's diseases such as Mad Cow Disease and Bird Flu virus, who knows what could come up next, no? Something like, Hammie's Virus. Wahhahhhh...