Bugs

Something is so wrong with my school. It seems like everyone got the flu. Even me. I thought I was never going to get it since the flu period is starting to fade away bidding our school goodbye. But man it just won't stop bugging us!

with very little hope.

I honestly have a bad feeling for my mid-year result. I'm failing chemistry. Badly I might add. I just don't get it however hard I studied, I often find the questions too difficult to understand. Maybe I didn't study hard enough. And if you ask me the infamous question "dah prepare blum?" I will answer no to you with a straight face. I am never ready for exams I procrastinate too much. Always regret it but always do it and definitely not proud of it.

Everything that makes a wedding.

I've been lazy and busy lately with school. It is just too hectic and rush-y. I have tons of everything to talk about but I just couldn't find the space to squeeze blogging.

It has been three weeks since Thoriq's wedding. I still have not updated the pictures yet in my multiply. We had tons of fun planning his wedding. From the dais to the decor to the arrangement of tables. Yes, we had to do it without professional help, I guess they do it a little different over there. Two sleepless nights and three gruelling days. I was so tired that I thought I might collapsed and be buried at the land of Pahang. No entertainment of all sorts except for our live radio programme with two very whacky Djs singing our song requests, terribly I might add. It cracked me up though. If only I tape it. Oh well. However tiresome that was I still had fun. I think our family deserve a round of applause and a treat to Swensens from the groom.

I just hope we didn't scare the bride. She looks scared to death. You see, my family is very loud, EXTREMELY loud. When we talk, we yell. We never talked, never. Her family is very well-mannered and polite. A nice bunch. Of course we are too. Throw in the loud factor and we might just be us.

Thoriq being the first to get married from our generation of course excite the makciks and even pakciks. When the makciks and pakciks are excited you get a house full of mad people. The frustration for perfection was screamed to the kids. I think we frighten a lot of people. Ah, weird family. I seriously think my family is weird. But what would I be without them?

Loud family+Shy bride+Cool groom+Crazy cousins+Hardworking volunteers+Creative people+Mad uncles and aunties+Caffeine+Live entertainment+Drapes and ribbons= A Perfect Wedding

Madness

I just had 3 tests today. Penat lah sey. March holiday is finally here! The much needed break. Even weekends is not enough! Damn. I have a feeling that I'll still be very tired and lazy-as-a-full-snake to go to school. STE is just a click away, I know there are still a few months but I don't think I'll be prepared by then. And the new 65% system is alright I guess though a little tiring but I'm not complaining any further because so far, so good.

Ok. Enough about school. The thought of it is giving me a bad headache, even panadol extra woouldn't work. This year, many of my friends and two of my cousins are getting engaged and married. I suddenly feel so old. The presence of a new cousin even freaks me. I really am getting old and I'm getting backaches often too. Stress? Overworked maybe? And it contrasts my usual posture. I'm slouching even more now. Well, at least according to my mother. Mothers are usually right, right? Or not.

Shut the world

I’ve been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down. I wasn't sorry this time.

a little delayed

I know "Twilight season" has faded or at least fading. I was intrigued by everyone's enthusiasm about it. So, I went hunting for the book, which Fardiana gladly lend me hers. It was great! A little too ironic but it's great. A little too late, yeah?

I haven't been catching up with time and what's around me. Too indulged at home rotting away and gaining extra pound to my very small frame. I want to grow. Seriously! I've been this short since Primary 5. Skipping doesn't help at all. Damn. Genetic maybe? Surprisingly, it doesn't really bothers me that I am this short. I used to be bothered by it but I am more comfortable now.

My weekends are now very very mundane. I ought to win the most boring person in the world's award with a standing ovation. Saturdays, I'll be sleeping til very late at noon, then slack and snack and of course, eat. That's my problem. I couldn't be left thinking alone or I'll think too much. When I can't do anything about it I'll drown my thoughts with food. How pathetic. Sunday is the most predictable day in a week. I go for tuition at 8am. When I reached home I'll sleep. Wake up for netball which is very erratically regular.

Why am I boring you with my boring life?

The Color Red

Happy Valentine's Day to those celebrating!

According to Shafiqa, it's Friendship Day, whatever you say. It was really really sweet of her and a few others to buy donuts for everyone with a little note and so yesterday we had a "class party" during reccess.

Today, I had a "date" with Amalina to snapped scenic views for our portfolio. Guess what? Some desperate guys were giving away flowers. Yes yes, giving away not selling. Spreading the love kape? I can't help but to grabbed Ferrero Rocher for each of my family member just to remind them how much I cherish them and for the fun of it. I just adore the stuffs that gift shops sell during V-Day. Too adorable. *tapi kumpul habuk. Bleargh!

Thanks to our gentlemen I keep sneezing in the bus. Damn, I could've emptied a box of tissue right there and then. They smell strongly wonderful mix with the flowers scent, the bus could pass off as a mobile gift shop!

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Jamar Rogers!! didnt make it through!!! That is sad. He's been my favourite after his first audition and he didn't make it. Damn!

Wah I sounded so girly ley. Anyhow, today is a good day minus Rogers elimination of course. Everything is very bright and bubbly. No I idea what happened though. I feel like I'm floating.

*Dramatic much?

about time

It's been too long since I last updated. Been busy with homeworks and projects. It seems to me that I'm taking my O's this year and STE next year. The academic homework overloads the ukhrawi. And that scares me.

STE may not be somewhat important to some, but I think it is important that I ace in every examination that i sat or sitting for. But with the rate I'm going, I don't think that thought of mine exist in my reality.

School has been different. Really different. The absence of Student Council upsets me a little, I felt like I lost a leader. And new school rules and positions and a whole lot of other things, it's different. Maybe for the better? I don't really know. One thing I do LOVE about the new rules is that we have to get 65% for all tests, if we failed to meet the criteria we must sit for the test again.

However, all those stuff didn't really matter as I'm having lots of fun with my new classmates. Although I think that my former classmates and our new classmates has opposing opinions and err, clashing characters, we seems to blend very well. =) Oh, and please, oh please wish me well this year.

Wonderful World

A yet-to-be-named baby was born yesterday, noon or so. Congratulations to my aunt and uncle.

=D Finally a girl! Although that means she might take my 'tiara' for being the youngest girl in the family, but I don't mind. We need more girls in our very big family anyway.

what day is today?

Dammit!!! I missed silat today.

The Art of January

January makes everything seem simple. It wasn't hectic nor chaotic. It was truly blissful. But nothing seems to be what it seems right?

As days went, we're flawed with mistakes and failures, scarred with hurt and anger. But there are also things that touched our lives, painting smiles on our faces whenever we reminisce the memories. Those moments erased the ugli-ness of life. =)

It is always a good beginning every year. Just like a novel. Therefore, I always thought that being born in January is a joy. Everything is so simple and cheery. We are all hoping for the best in the months to come and still very enthusiastic with new year resolutions. Most are still optimistic with our own vision.

So, be happy and thankful January babies!

Happy Birthday Muzakkir!

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Happy Belated Birthday Fatin Masyani!

just another year.

Happy New Year! A little too late huh? It's 3rd of January, already? Time really flies fast. I'm in sec 4 now. Damn. Forced to grow and catch up with the pace. I thought I am still a twelve year old girl with my yellow skirt and white kurung. Ah! Good old days. I don't mind going back to those days. =)

First day of school was somewhat not exciting as it falls on Friday. Friday is the most mundane day. Though there are lesser periods but the flow of the day has always been dull. The new principal seems cool, although Syahirah finds him a wee bit weird? Not too sure about that, I'll observe him more in the days to come. Haha. Isn't it odd? Observing your principal. I think I'm a little too observant. I should stop.

First day was a bit different from the previous years. More group discussion thingy. It wasn't exciting but it wasn't boring either. It was an okay orientation. Maybe it's the fact that school re-opens on Friday. Now I'm in a do-nothing-and laze-around-to gain-weight-mood again. Sigh!!

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.

Fantasy

My senses came alive as the aroma fill the room or booth in my case. Yep, I've been fantasizing about fries. Not any fries. The fries from banquet. The big fat lean features of the fries. *drools. I was lying on the bed in my aunt's room when kak ati came barging in and fantasize abt this particular fries. Hmm.. We're mad girls fantasizing about fries in bed.