Dua Ribu Lapan

It started bad. Well, ends quite badly too. First year without my grandfather. It was hard. Though I've gotten used to it, but it's hard sometimes. Tough months. I hate 2008. The anticipation for a new year has died down.

I don't blame the year. Nor I blame anyone. It's just life. I wished I was a 5 year old girl in K1 enjoying books and a bunch of blocks, oh LEGO too!

2008. Goodbye. I don't wish to walk down memory lane. Not in the 2008 archives.

2008 is officially my worse year. 2005 is better, the year when my bestfriend left the world. That year is better than 2008.

Goodbye, 2008.

Kisah Pak Cik

"Tuala2 tu.. Balik rendam air nye boleh minum, biar jambu.. Ah makan macam jamu.. Jangan lupe minum air yang rendam tuala tu.. Biar rajinnye melekat lama sikit.. Korang lain kali bile dah nak nikah nanti, cari laki yang tinggi dari korang.. Biar senang nak buat keje rumah.. Korang blaja silat kan..? Die malas korang hentam je kepale.. Tak yah pakai ilmu2.. syirik.. Tak bagus.. Lelaki biar tak handsome sikit, sikit je bukan banyak.. Yang penting kene tinggi.. Jadi nak pasang light bulb tak yah pakai ladder.. Korang budak madrasah kan? Ah bagus lah blaja agame. Memang lagi susah.. Tapi banyak advantage.." *And a whole lot of other things..

-Pak Cik.

This pak cik was funny.. We had a great time "hanging out" with him.. Thanks pak cik!

In uniform order

2 more weeks. 17 days to be exact. Oh man, I am so not looking forward to homework, memorising, and a whole lot bunch of other things. I need more lengthy holidays, seriously! No kidding.

First week spent on settling down adjusting schedule and stuff. Luckily Cik Anuar is kind enough to let me off tuition this time.

Second week, lazing around and absorbing the fact that I'll be in sec 4. Time really escalated this year. I still remember T.Zubaidah saying about making and breaking and me worrying about it. Whatever it is I am so glad I made it through sec 3.

Third week is already hectic. Buying books and uniforms. Preparing for next year. Bla3.

I mean we don't even get a week of total relaxation during holidays. Ergh! Are we forced to grow up or what?

is love.

My new found love. Looks delicious eh? Well, it is. Very delicious in fact. Yup, this was the fries that I fantasized about. I FINALLY had it after 2 weeks of longing. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!! Friesku! I love the cheese and the crunch. Very crunchy yet the potato essence is still there. You know how some fries are nice but they taste salty and loss the potato-ness? My fries ain't any of that kind. It's cruncy on the outside but mashed in the inside.

Camp Camp Camp!

I know this is very random:

I put in my mind and say to my heart I CAN DO IT! hahaks! Sec 3 Camp memories. Yah, the one that I was totally drenched and Kak Aini purposely attacked me with water bombs. Kak Aini kau jangan macam2 eh! *She's a big bully.

Gone Camping

CAUTION: THIS POST MAY BORE YOU

Recently, I attended Sultan YS Bonding Camp. Well, let's just say it wasn't as great as sec 3 camp. But anyhow, it was only for $10. It has been a long time since I attended a very good camp. But this YS bonding camp somehow helped me to bond with others. It was fun.

1st Day: Nothing much happened. The whacko doesn't excite me. But seeing others play it happily I can't help but smile. Hey, a smile Will do right? 1st day was somber. Everything is ice breaking games. And that's it. Although very late at night I hung out with a bunch of strangers whom turned out to be very good listeners and chatters. Some really cool people. ;)

2nd Day: Oh boy! Bowling was.. err.. horrible for the first few games. Once I got a strike I'm pumped up to play. Mardi was superb sey! Fun2 with "bowling team" Lots of Laughs and stuff. I felt chilled. It made up the mundane 1st day. Then, Amazing Race. Oh God! It wasn't atrocious or anything. But making your way by foot to the destination is tiring. VERY TIRING! We mislead the 2nd stop and went all the way up to Fort Canning only to find nothing except....

A PERFORMING HADY MIRZA. uhuh. No kidding.

Hady Mirza was rehearsing for a concert or something. Stopped and enjoyed it a little before we head to the ACTUAL destination. Hehe! Sempat eh..

We were so lost and couldnt solve the mystery so we decided to ask for help from the Central Station. Thank you Abang-abang Fireman! You Guys RAWK! I don't know how many times we stopped at the gate and ask for directions from Abang Fireman.

Then, after all that tiredness went back to Sultan Mosque. Slept on the couch in the lobby or whatever you call it til about 6 45pm. The Unintentional nap.. Seriously!

I decided to skip the programme for 2 hours to attend my much important silat training.*Yes, yes Lya I know you miss me.=p And off again to Sultan. Tiring kan?? And my friend is already falling sick.. Which probably I will too.. Later that night, as I was happily drifted away *AAAAACHUUUUM!*

Searched frantically for tissue but found none. So I ran to the toilet. Pathetic Life. Sms-ed closety whether he got any medication, luckily he bought panadol cold and a packet of tissue and a bread and mineral water. Thank you Closety! =D

3rd Day: Nothing really happened. We had to draft an event and stuff. Then, cheer. Then go Home. HOME SWEET HOME!

*Nevertheless, I thank the YS for organizing this camp. Oh, and I finally met Zakaria!Unexepectedly. Tak tegur lah tapi.. Takut salah orang. Hehe. Tak ke paisey nanti.