they said Ebay sells everything. i searched for "patience". a bunch of crap.
being a good muslim sure is hard. social intervenes between spirit and mental. sheesh, so textbook. the one absolute solution would be to live in a cave all your life, get out of the cave and bathe at age 20, get a wife, get back to the cave and die there. no social life = no sins. people talk about people. talk people about talk. and something like that yada yada yada. and in islam, theres no such thing as the "7 deadly sins" as you humans like to see it as. pfft! a sin is a sin. and my left shoulder is very heavy, you humans dont need to point that out. just look at yours for a change.
grrrrrrrrrrr...
i wanna bite you girl.
-opinionated son of a gun
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b(O x R) + Ed
equals to writing a blogpost!
-;-
my brains are bored.
so i shall do this.
runs around in circles. trips over extension wires. hits head on the kitchen oven. oven topples. i ran away. oven falls to the kitchen floor. oven creates a big explosion. big explosion heard by thousands of Beluga whales near the Sea of Okhotsk. they then migrate to Singapore to investigate the epiphanic sound. the sudden temperature drop results in the whales sweating like pigs. the water level of the ocean is thus, risen. it creates more floods around the world.
so my conclusion will be, the rise in the overall sea level is caused by Beluga whales' sweat.
sister nur diyanah: good use of brain cells m' boy!
brother qamarul asyraf: why thank you m' love. *bows*
grrrrr, i miss you.
-Brother Qamarul Asyraf
-;-
my brains are bored.
so i shall do this.
runs around in circles. trips over extension wires. hits head on the kitchen oven. oven topples. i ran away. oven falls to the kitchen floor. oven creates a big explosion. big explosion heard by thousands of Beluga whales near the Sea of Okhotsk. they then migrate to Singapore to investigate the epiphanic sound. the sudden temperature drop results in the whales sweating like pigs. the water level of the ocean is thus, risen. it creates more floods around the world.
so my conclusion will be, the rise in the overall sea level is caused by Beluga whales' sweat.
sister nur diyanah: good use of brain cells m' boy!
brother qamarul asyraf: why thank you m' love. *bows*
grrrrr, i miss you.
-Brother Qamarul Asyraf
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a little patience
before mum and dad got me, they met this Holy man.
the Holy man said, "if your first child were to be named Qamarul Asyraf. do not give him freedom. if you do, he will die of happiness...."
*dramatic decrescendo*
and i was named Qamarul Asyraf hereafter.
imissmygirlfriend.
her cheeks are halal. you motherfuckers cant have it anw. so shooo! cb.
the boy
the Holy man said, "if your first child were to be named Qamarul Asyraf. do not give him freedom. if you do, he will die of happiness...."
*dramatic decrescendo*
and i was named Qamarul Asyraf hereafter.
imissmygirlfriend.
her cheeks are halal. you motherfuckers cant have it anw. so shooo! cb.
the boy
Atheism
since gf said i need to get my braincells working again, i went searching for all the concepts represented by the suffix "ism". so here's the oil for my gears today..
Atheism
so basically, Atheists are a bunch of people who doesnt believe in theism, humanism and naturalism. just 3 of the many. so actually, they can be said to not believe a single thing in this world. gosh. thats dull. so i made up these few "Commandments" for them.
The Atheist Ten Commandments
I. Thou shalt breathe to send oxygen to thy lungs, and thou shalt breathe repetitively for all of thy existence, except if thou beist underwater, or if thou beist in the presence of toxic gases, during which time thou shalt not breathe.
II. Thou shalt consume thy nutrition, doing so in the correct ratio of carbohydrates, proteins, and lipids, and thou shalt not consume too many saturated fats, for lo, those who do shall be called obese.
III. When thou hast processed thy nutrition, thou shalt excrete the waste, be it of a solid or of a liquid nature, and thou shalt not do so in a way that is disgusting.
IV. Thou shalt sleep at the end of the day, and continue until the next day, excepting if thou hast work to be done of if thou hast a test tomorrow.
V. Thou shalt blink thine eyes to keep upon them a healthy layer of mucus, or if there be sand or dust in them, and thou shalt continue until the sand or dust has fled.
VI. Thou shalt bathe thyself on a regular basis, for lo, those who do not bathe shall be called icky, and they shall have BO.
VII. Thou shalt exercise thy muscles, and not sit on thy @## all day, even if there beith a StarTrek marathon.
VIII. If thou beist cold, thou shalt put on a sweater, and if thou beist hot, thou shalt taketh the sweater off, and if thou remainst hot, thou shalt put on shorts or go swimming or eat a popsicle.
IX. Thou shalt use thine eyes to see and thy skin to touch and thine ears to hear and thy tongue to taste and thy nose to smell, and thou shalt not sticketh foreign objects into any of these places.
X. Thou shalt looketh both ways before thou crossest the street, thou shalt not attempteth to fly, thou shalt not toucheth a hot stove, and thou shalt generally use thy brain, for those who do not shall be called idiots, and they shall win Darwin Awards.
done. that took me awhile. phew.
boyfriend
Atheism
so basically, Atheists are a bunch of people who doesnt believe in theism, humanism and naturalism. just 3 of the many. so actually, they can be said to not believe a single thing in this world. gosh. thats dull. so i made up these few "Commandments" for them.
The Atheist Ten Commandments
I. Thou shalt breathe to send oxygen to thy lungs, and thou shalt breathe repetitively for all of thy existence, except if thou beist underwater, or if thou beist in the presence of toxic gases, during which time thou shalt not breathe.
II. Thou shalt consume thy nutrition, doing so in the correct ratio of carbohydrates, proteins, and lipids, and thou shalt not consume too many saturated fats, for lo, those who do shall be called obese.
III. When thou hast processed thy nutrition, thou shalt excrete the waste, be it of a solid or of a liquid nature, and thou shalt not do so in a way that is disgusting.
IV. Thou shalt sleep at the end of the day, and continue until the next day, excepting if thou hast work to be done of if thou hast a test tomorrow.
V. Thou shalt blink thine eyes to keep upon them a healthy layer of mucus, or if there be sand or dust in them, and thou shalt continue until the sand or dust has fled.
VI. Thou shalt bathe thyself on a regular basis, for lo, those who do not bathe shall be called icky, and they shall have BO.
VII. Thou shalt exercise thy muscles, and not sit on thy @## all day, even if there beith a StarTrek marathon.
VIII. If thou beist cold, thou shalt put on a sweater, and if thou beist hot, thou shalt taketh the sweater off, and if thou remainst hot, thou shalt put on shorts or go swimming or eat a popsicle.
IX. Thou shalt use thine eyes to see and thy skin to touch and thine ears to hear and thy tongue to taste and thy nose to smell, and thou shalt not sticketh foreign objects into any of these places.
X. Thou shalt looketh both ways before thou crossest the street, thou shalt not attempteth to fly, thou shalt not toucheth a hot stove, and thou shalt generally use thy brain, for those who do not shall be called idiots, and they shall win Darwin Awards.
done. that took me awhile. phew.
boyfriend
Truth
i know you wont forgive me.
i accept that.
1 week
5 days
2 for joy
5 for grey and blue.
i feel terrible.
imissyou. imissyou. imissyou.
your boy
i accept that.
1 week
5 days
2 for joy
5 for grey and blue.
i feel terrible.
imissyou. imissyou. imissyou.
your boy
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sigh
i have nothing to do.
my brain cant come up with anything to paint.
i miss her.
so much.
this sucks.
home sucks.
mum will be heartbroken if she gets to read this.
so what? she breaks me everyday.
sigh.
qamarul asyraf
my brain cant come up with anything to paint.
i miss her.
so much.
this sucks.
home sucks.
mum will be heartbroken if she gets to read this.
so what? she breaks me everyday.
sigh.
qamarul asyraf
20080224
live to die
so here goes
a love poem,
for the sweet we did,
for the reds to bleed.
for this life we share,
for eternity to spare.
for this life, is but a life.
for eternity, life turns to jive.
for hadith has spoken,
when your life is broken
faith be thy token.
faith be thy token.
through death and for eternity.
we build this for our reign after death.
150407
a love poem,
for the sweet we did,
for the reds to bleed.
for this life we share,
for eternity to spare.
for this life, is but a life.
for eternity, life turns to jive.
for hadith has spoken,
when your life is broken
faith be thy token.
faith be thy token.
through death and for eternity.
we build this for our reign after death.
150407
no, this is not the end,
we will live on eternity.
oh Lord this is not the end,
my secret he'll forever be.
this, my demented playground,
the horizon is howling ablaze.
i will feed on you
and iron on towards our deaths.
drag me to the pool,
wash me with your love.
in death there are finer things.
the angel said to me;
vampire youth,
raise your glass to the ne'er waning moon.
can i play with madness?
imissmyboyfriend.
ilovehim.
walk with me through death's door.
march with me to our eternity.
xxx
anna
we will live on eternity.
oh Lord this is not the end,
my secret he'll forever be.
this, my demented playground,
the horizon is howling ablaze.
i will feed on you
and iron on towards our deaths.
drag me to the pool,
wash me with your love.
in death there are finer things.
the angel said to me;
vampire youth,
raise your glass to the ne'er waning moon.
can i play with madness?
imissmyboyfriend.
ilovehim.
walk with me through death's door.
march with me to our eternity.
xxx
anna
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chicken baked rice and black pepper seafood pasta
siapa bilang gadis melayu tak menawan?
AKU LA SIAL.
only my gadis is menawan ok. cbface to all of you.
that was actually the last of my brainjuice. -_-"
tired man.
anw to gf: finish the fight. win the fight.
tmr got agama with the girl. havent done research.
*picks up poignards and swings it around.
pfft! i really shouldnt blog about my day. you people dont need to know.
so here is a coded message to girlfriend to summarise the day:
iloveyou.
heee, break the code girl.
AKU LA SIAL.
only my gadis is menawan ok. cbface to all of you.
that was actually the last of my brainjuice. -_-"
tired man.
anw to gf: finish the fight. win the fight.
tmr got agama with the girl. havent done research.
*picks up poignards and swings it around.
pfft! i really shouldnt blog about my day. you people dont need to know.
so here is a coded message to girlfriend to summarise the day:
iloveyou.
heee, break the code girl.
click picture for larger view.
the fight is not finished yet, missee scoundrelle Leetle O'Whore. let 'er rip. grrr.
I RODE MY TRUSTY OLDE FERRARI ENZO SKATEBOARD TO THE FUTURE FOR A LITTLE WHILE, A LITTLE WHILE AGO.
THAT WAS WHAT I FOUND.
BOYFRIEND.
BOYFRIEND + FAMILY.
23/02 : LUNCH, PURSE, HANG, DINNER.
(:
-SH'TARA & ANNA
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now anna,
be good.
anna,
be nice.
anna,
dont listen to the fire inside.
fire inside.
fire inside.
i'm not raging
no, i'm not.
i am calm, relaxed.
you can kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
anna's behaving herself.
very good girl.
keep the fangs.
more importantly,
keep the tongue.
LET HATE CONSUME.
hate
hate
hate
hate
hate.
be good.
anna,
be nice.
anna,
dont listen to the fire inside.
fire inside.
fire inside.
i'm not raging
no, i'm not.
i am calm, relaxed.
you can kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
anna's behaving herself.
very good girl.
keep the fangs.
more importantly,
keep the tongue.
LET HATE CONSUME.
hate
hate
hate
hate
hate.
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Dear Diary moments...
Dear diary,
i ate a sandwich today. i realised for the first time that one does not use a fork to eat a sandwich. it was 8am, breakfast. sliced cheese, tuna and some kinda sauce. as i ate it, with a fork, i heard a voice. i freaked out because there was no one except me. so i looked around frantically and found a fellow ant talking to me. phew. i thought it was that asshole that keeps thinking ants cant die. sheesh. but i soon found out that this ant is an asshole too.
Sincerely,
angry ant
Dear diary,
today i went to the mall. i went to the pretzel shop and asked if i could have a pretzel. the guy at the cash register looked up and freaked out.
Sincerely,
bottomless dude
Dear diary,
me and my wife decided to spend the weekend at home after a long restless week. i thought it was a good idea. so we had a nice breakfast, watched tv and stuff. then we got comfy. we got it on, on the couch. yeah baby. suddenly, doorbell rang..
we werent married then.
Sincerely,
dude in big big trouble
Dear diary,
i miss my wife-to-be.
its 2008.
6years to go.
Love,
Qamarul Asyraf
i was bored.
i ate a sandwich today. i realised for the first time that one does not use a fork to eat a sandwich. it was 8am, breakfast. sliced cheese, tuna and some kinda sauce. as i ate it, with a fork, i heard a voice. i freaked out because there was no one except me. so i looked around frantically and found a fellow ant talking to me. phew. i thought it was that asshole that keeps thinking ants cant die. sheesh. but i soon found out that this ant is an asshole too.
"dude, you dont eat sandwiches with a fork. thats dumb man."this blew me away. all that i had known: destroyed. my world became swirling mist of the unknown. every fact i thought i knew suddenly came into question. the way of the universe died that day.
Sincerely,
angry ant
Dear diary,
today i went to the mall. i went to the pretzel shop and asked if i could have a pretzel. the guy at the cash register looked up and freaked out.
“Hell no! You can’t have a pretzel, what the hell is wrong with you!?”i was pretty shocked. what a rude way to greet a customer! security came over and i was relieved that they were going to help me, but instead they threw me out of the mall! then i realized i had no pants on. my bad.
Sincerely,
bottomless dude
Dear diary,
me and my wife decided to spend the weekend at home after a long restless week. i thought it was a good idea. so we had a nice breakfast, watched tv and stuff. then we got comfy. we got it on, on the couch. yeah baby. suddenly, doorbell rang..
"Assalammualaikum!!"GODDAMMIT!! its my parents!! i thought they were at Turkey. then i chanced a glance at the digital clock. wait a minute.... its 2007! its not 2014!!!
we werent married then.
Sincerely,
dude in big big trouble
Dear diary,
i miss my wife-to-be.
its 2008.
6years to go.
Love,
Qamarul Asyraf
i was bored.
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the big J
anger is absolute.
sadness is absolute.
jealousy is objective.
jealousy is a non-basic emotion, combined with various basic emotions and mental states that are not emotions. probably one of the most notorious emotions other than hate and anger. t consists in an entire “emotional episode” including the circumstances that lead up to jealousy, jealousy itself as emotion, any attempt at self regulation, subsequent actions and events and the resolution of the episode.
and i squeezed my brain for all that. nbcb.
on a ligher note, studies have also shown that jealousy sometimes heightens passion towards partners and increases the intensity of passionate sex.
something to "encourage" jealousy.
but not me.
i hate being jealous, to hell.
-fire/love/steel
sadness is absolute.
jealousy is objective.
jealousy is a non-basic emotion, combined with various basic emotions and mental states that are not emotions. probably one of the most notorious emotions other than hate and anger. t consists in an entire “emotional episode” including the circumstances that lead up to jealousy, jealousy itself as emotion, any attempt at self regulation, subsequent actions and events and the resolution of the episode.
and i squeezed my brain for all that. nbcb.
on a ligher note, studies have also shown that jealousy sometimes heightens passion towards partners and increases the intensity of passionate sex.
something to "encourage" jealousy.
but not me.
i hate being jealous, to hell.
-fire/love/steel
Burning Heart
yes, its burning red.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall make genocide a passion.
my heart burns red.
-fire and love
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall not succumb to jealousy and anger like any human would.
i shall make genocide a passion.
my heart burns red.
-fire and love
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paddles up?
i see people like cissy and nel, who love their friends and actually rely on them.
but what have my friends (fafe-fridays at far east) made me feel?
displaced, consumed by irate.
sure i miss all the fun we've had and i will catch up with you guys once in awhile i guess.
what do we have in common?
i've just read sarah's lj and i went over to joanne's.
haven't been there in a long time.
i miss sarah most.
and adam.
(and sarah is the only one who ever acknowledges my boyfriend)
i have changed alot.
a wrecked past and a blurry future.
a wrecked past and i thank fafe much for trying to keep me safe during those times,
answering my calls and such.
but what is most prized has been stolen away from me.
the fucking joy of rowing.
i am the pioneer of that in fafe and for the record,
i fucking do not fucking appreciate you guys fucking telling me what you guys fucking do during training cus ive fucking done it before and i fucking am your fucking senior in this.
there ive said it.
that's why i got fed up and refused to meet you guys at our usual place at the usual time.
that's how much canoeing means to me.
i havent seen my friends since godknowswhen and truth be told, at this current stage of my life, my team mates get along with me better than you guys.
i wonder how that is so since we've been together since secondary one.
and my team-mates are just mates.
i miss canoeing so fucking much.
nothing can make up for it.
not dance, not cheerleading, not track &field.
water sports have always been my thing and i fucking miss canoeing.
i miss being part of my team.
i miss the tough trainings.
gym/ fitness and conditioning/ water trainings and all.
hell, i miss getting punished for not tying my shoelaces properly.
i miss everything about canoeing.
the red ants used to crawl all over our bottles.
the monkeys opened up our biscuit box and stole a few biscuits during one session.
i miss competing with the guys; both xiaowei and i.
i miss my k1raptor.
i remembered how i secretly tried out in a k1 for the first time.
(we all know the coach will kill us, k1s for geniuses only)
i tried out in ritz's k1 regatta and i managed to balance perfectly.
it was so fun, that training.
now, the value and prestige of being able to row in a k1 has dropped because they are eliminating th T boats.
there's only Ks and Cs i think.
more people in k1 then.
boooooooo.
i miss everything.
i miss how we rushed after school to change to our attire and get our toast/ chocolates before training at macritchie.
i miss the stupid runs up the hill that i was lazy to do at times.
i miss warming up with either colin, jianyao, nigel or keiths leading as PTIs.
i miss leading the warm-ups/ cool-downs.
i miss taking my lifevest in the dark storage place and my 204cm wing paddle.
i miss taking out my k2 or k1 and setting it up on the floating platform.
i miss adjusting my seat and dipping my feet and hands in the water before i begin.
i miss rowing.
i miss it.
i miss it.
i fucking miss it.
guys we've gotta fucking meet up and take the fucking k4 damnit!!!!!!!
i remember,
during competition, the atmosphere.
it was fucking thick with pressure.
practically choking on the fumes of tension.
i remember how i earned my silver national medal.
i remember the combined schools sports team trials.
500m rowers are the best (: xw and i did it.
i remember them all.
my biggest regret is not entering the k2 with xiaowei in 2006.
i miss my team-mates.
this post has spiralled out of control.
friends and team-mates.
i think my team-mates win.
am i right to say we were a bunch of socialites who used to rule the school?
metalboy clash,
anna
xxx
p.s. sarah, i lost all prom photos. send me some?
i fucking miss him.
but what have my friends (fafe-fridays at far east) made me feel?
displaced, consumed by irate.
sure i miss all the fun we've had and i will catch up with you guys once in awhile i guess.
what do we have in common?
i've just read sarah's lj and i went over to joanne's.
haven't been there in a long time.
i miss sarah most.
and adam.
(and sarah is the only one who ever acknowledges my boyfriend)
i have changed alot.
a wrecked past and a blurry future.
a wrecked past and i thank fafe much for trying to keep me safe during those times,
answering my calls and such.
but what is most prized has been stolen away from me.
the fucking joy of rowing.
i am the pioneer of that in fafe and for the record,
i fucking do not fucking appreciate you guys fucking telling me what you guys fucking do during training cus ive fucking done it before and i fucking am your fucking senior in this.
there ive said it.
that's why i got fed up and refused to meet you guys at our usual place at the usual time.
that's how much canoeing means to me.
i havent seen my friends since godknowswhen and truth be told, at this current stage of my life, my team mates get along with me better than you guys.
i wonder how that is so since we've been together since secondary one.
and my team-mates are just mates.
i miss canoeing so fucking much.
nothing can make up for it.
not dance, not cheerleading, not track &field.
water sports have always been my thing and i fucking miss canoeing.
i miss being part of my team.
i miss the tough trainings.
gym/ fitness and conditioning/ water trainings and all.
hell, i miss getting punished for not tying my shoelaces properly.
i miss everything about canoeing.
the red ants used to crawl all over our bottles.
the monkeys opened up our biscuit box and stole a few biscuits during one session.
i miss competing with the guys; both xiaowei and i.
i miss my k1raptor.
i remembered how i secretly tried out in a k1 for the first time.
(we all know the coach will kill us, k1s for geniuses only)
i tried out in ritz's k1 regatta and i managed to balance perfectly.
it was so fun, that training.
now, the value and prestige of being able to row in a k1 has dropped because they are eliminating th T boats.
there's only Ks and Cs i think.
more people in k1 then.
boooooooo.
i miss everything.
i miss how we rushed after school to change to our attire and get our toast/ chocolates before training at macritchie.
i miss the stupid runs up the hill that i was lazy to do at times.
i miss warming up with either colin, jianyao, nigel or keiths leading as PTIs.
i miss leading the warm-ups/ cool-downs.
i miss taking my lifevest in the dark storage place and my 204cm wing paddle.
i miss taking out my k2 or k1 and setting it up on the floating platform.
i miss adjusting my seat and dipping my feet and hands in the water before i begin.
i miss rowing.
i miss it.
i miss it.
i fucking miss it.
guys we've gotta fucking meet up and take the fucking k4 damnit!!!!!!!
i remember,
during competition, the atmosphere.
it was fucking thick with pressure.
practically choking on the fumes of tension.
i remember how i earned my silver national medal.
i remember the combined schools sports team trials.
500m rowers are the best (: xw and i did it.
i remember them all.
my biggest regret is not entering the k2 with xiaowei in 2006.
i miss my team-mates.
this post has spiralled out of control.
friends and team-mates.
i think my team-mates win.
am i right to say we were a bunch of socialites who used to rule the school?
metalboy clash,
anna
xxx
p.s. sarah, i lost all prom photos. send me some?
i fucking miss him.
20080217
sindel kicks ass (: mortal kombat is the shit.
my dad just tried to take my high blood pressure!
he tried about five times but it flashed the "E" for error signal.
he said it was because i was laughing.
the rest of my family just took it and they're all fine.
the thing squeezing your arm/ biceps/ whatever was so ticklish!
so i laughed!
i've to take it again in ten minutes.
i am so hooked on mortal kombat: unchained.
my cousin brought over his psp and i attacked it. (:
sindel kicks ass.
and i only choose female fighters cus they look better than the male ones.
and my sindel can defeat the males and even the chong okay.
her weapon is a dagger named sai. nonsense right?
i want a purple psp.
at the rate i'm spending money, i won't get it until may unless my dad buys it for me (:
(i hope he does)
i've been growing out my hair but i'm itching to chop my it off, again.
i can never be patient with my hair.
i want to cut my hair like phil anselmo's (the vox) in this video.
boyfriend has given his blessings.
speaking of boyfriend........
i miss him so badly; damnnnnnnnn itttt.
and we are working on some project.
feels like the old school.
dance is getting tedious.
what more can i say besides missing my metalboy?
i fucking miss him.
anna
xxx
he tried about five times but it flashed the "E" for error signal.
he said it was because i was laughing.
the rest of my family just took it and they're all fine.
the thing squeezing your arm/ biceps/ whatever was so ticklish!
so i laughed!
i've to take it again in ten minutes.
i am so hooked on mortal kombat: unchained.
my cousin brought over his psp and i attacked it. (:
sindel kicks ass.
and i only choose female fighters cus they look better than the male ones.
and my sindel can defeat the males and even the chong okay.
her weapon is a dagger named sai. nonsense right?
i want a purple psp.
at the rate i'm spending money, i won't get it until may unless my dad buys it for me (:
(i hope he does)
i've been growing out my hair but i'm itching to chop my it off, again.
i can never be patient with my hair.
i want to cut my hair like phil anselmo's (the vox) in this video.
boyfriend has given his blessings.
speaking of boyfriend........
i miss him so badly; damnnnnnnnn itttt.
and we are working on some project.
feels like the old school.
dance is getting tedious.
what more can i say besides missing my metalboy?
i fucking miss him.
anna
xxx
scarves and the most powerful book in the world
youth a.L.I.V.E @ An - Nadhah.
something to look forward to every fucking week.
i am sick of home/house.
home and house. whats the diff?
i was bored after war, so i sat down and thought...
what is flight?
"Flight is the process by which an object achieves sustained movement either through the air (or movement beyond earth's atmosphere, in the case of spaceflight) by aerodynamically generating lift, propulsive thrust or aerostatically using buoyancy. "
that is (yes, you guessed it), from the mighty Wikipedia.
so my stupid theory is wrong. im so sad. cb.
here's my theory:
humans can fly. for how long they stay "sustained in movement" in the air, it depends on how tall is the building they jumped off from.
i still think there is much logic to that because apparently, there are no purple unicorns and frizzy geezabogs in my theory. well, too bad. the truth is always hard to handle huh. anyway, the Quran never stated anything about human flight. i guess i should stop wanting to fly then. see?! truth hurts. urgh.
5 days to suffer. damn.
i miss my girl.
note to self: scold the girl the next time she wears a low cut shirt.
another note: except when we're in a room by ourselves. she can wear anything (or nothing) then.
-qamarul asyraf
something to look forward to every fucking week.
i am sick of home/house.
home and house. whats the diff?
i was bored after war, so i sat down and thought...
what is flight?
"Flight is the process by which an object achieves sustained movement either through the air (or movement beyond earth's atmosphere, in the case of spaceflight) by aerodynamically generating lift, propulsive thrust or aerostatically using buoyancy. "
that is (yes, you guessed it), from the mighty Wikipedia.
so my stupid theory is wrong. im so sad. cb.
here's my theory:
humans can fly. for how long they stay "sustained in movement" in the air, it depends on how tall is the building they jumped off from.
i still think there is much logic to that because apparently, there are no purple unicorns and frizzy geezabogs in my theory. well, too bad. the truth is always hard to handle huh. anyway, the Quran never stated anything about human flight. i guess i should stop wanting to fly then. see?! truth hurts. urgh.
5 days to suffer. damn.
i miss my girl.
note to self: scold the girl the next time she wears a low cut shirt.
another note: except when we're in a room by ourselves. she can wear anything (or nothing) then.
-qamarul asyraf
20080216
20080215
a touch of mauve.
the dance is finally put together.
the whole bloody sequence.
alot of parts were cut out because we exceeded the three minute limit.
but it's still good.
apparently there are lazy dancers afraid to come for dance training methinks.
why? you are such a fabulous dancer, you know right?
dance was hell tiring and my knees hurt, damned cross-country injuries.
so whatthehell, had fun bitching with the girlfriend-dancers.
maths paper!
i completed two questions out of 7.
(:
my common tests are so badly done, guess there will be no piercing for me.
after danceworks then, dont think i can dance with it anyway.
boy surprised me by coming down today!
although i saw him for only about ten seconds.
i am not exaggerating.
i ran out of the dance studio, jumped at him and went back in.
(he headed home.)
but still, tomorrow!
lovelovelovelove.
i want red doc. martens.
purple psp.
okay, why the hell would i want a psp?
no time to play also!
red doc. martens it is (:
i am so hungry.
tomorrow, i want ljs breakfast.
i really hope the boy can join my family for dinner like last week.
damn it.
i am going to resume watching gossip girls, episode two and three.
i missed it cus the website i usually go to tricked me, they loaded nip/tuck under GG 2 and GG 3!
stupid!
can gossip girl be spelled out as nip/tuck?!
okay, very trivial.
i fucking misplaced the bio-essence sunscreen my mum bought for me.
okay, another trivial topic.
you know what, fuck it.
i miss my boyfriend so much that when he came to school yesterday,
i ran down the steps of the staircase and jumped on him.
as i was running, cissy was asking in her makcik-wanna-act-bimbo tone (hahha, i anyhow)
"EHH THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU MEET HIM THIS WEEK RIGHT!!!"
i was that excited.
tomorrow then.
six years and two months to go baby!
xxx metalboy,
anna
the whole bloody sequence.
alot of parts were cut out because we exceeded the three minute limit.
but it's still good.
apparently there are lazy dancers afraid to come for dance training methinks.
why? you are such a fabulous dancer, you know right?
dance was hell tiring and my knees hurt, damned cross-country injuries.
so whatthehell, had fun bitching with the girlfriend-dancers.
maths paper!
i completed two questions out of 7.
(:
my common tests are so badly done, guess there will be no piercing for me.
after danceworks then, dont think i can dance with it anyway.
boy surprised me by coming down today!
although i saw him for only about ten seconds.
i am not exaggerating.
i ran out of the dance studio, jumped at him and went back in.
(he headed home.)
but still, tomorrow!
lovelovelovelove.
i want red doc. martens.
purple psp.
okay, why the hell would i want a psp?
no time to play also!
red doc. martens it is (:
i am so hungry.
tomorrow, i want ljs breakfast.
i really hope the boy can join my family for dinner like last week.
damn it.
i am going to resume watching gossip girls, episode two and three.
i missed it cus the website i usually go to tricked me, they loaded nip/tuck under GG 2 and GG 3!
stupid!
can gossip girl be spelled out as nip/tuck?!
okay, very trivial.
i fucking misplaced the bio-essence sunscreen my mum bought for me.
okay, another trivial topic.
you know what, fuck it.
i miss my boyfriend so much that when he came to school yesterday,
i ran down the steps of the staircase and jumped on him.
as i was running, cissy was asking in her makcik-wanna-act-bimbo tone (hahha, i anyhow)
"EHH THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU MEET HIM THIS WEEK RIGHT!!!"
i was that excited.
tomorrow then.
six years and two months to go baby!
xxx metalboy,
anna
life is like a big ugly robot
me
VS
BIG UGLAY ROBOT
who will win?
tsk.
ive been surfing the net for pixel art shit. too free i guess.
-the dude
Take that bitches.
"Islam does recognize happy occasions that bring people closer to one another, and add spice to their lives. However, Islam goes against blindly imitating the West regarding a special occasion such as Valentine’s Day. Hence, commemorating that special day known as the Valentine’s Day is an innovation or bid`ah that has no religious backing. Every innovation of that kind is rejected, as far as Islam is concerned. Islam requires all Muslims to love one another all over the whole year, and reducing the whole year to a single day is totally rejected.
Hence, we Muslims ought not to follow in the footsteps of such innovations and superstitions that are common in what is known as the Valentine’s Day. No doubt that there are many irreligious practices that occur on that day, and those practices are capable of dissuading people from the true meanings of love and altruism to the extent that the celebration is reduced to a moral decline..."
take that.
i didnt celebrate Valentine's Day. haha.
i never did.
iloveyou.
that is it, not for yesterday, not for today, not for tomorrow.
for always.
-the boy
Hence, we Muslims ought not to follow in the footsteps of such innovations and superstitions that are common in what is known as the Valentine’s Day. No doubt that there are many irreligious practices that occur on that day, and those practices are capable of dissuading people from the true meanings of love and altruism to the extent that the celebration is reduced to a moral decline..."
take that.
i didnt celebrate Valentine's Day. haha.
i never did.
iloveyou.
that is it, not for yesterday, not for today, not for tomorrow.
for always.
-the boy
20080214
sigh, just watched the episode 13 of gossip girl, the last one there is online.
stupid writer's strike.
there's like 11 more episdoes for season 1.
oh well, time to study othello and head to school.
2hour paper and then meeting the boy. (yay!)
and he is going to paint my nails for me.
xxx metalboy,
anna.
"i'll burn flowers at your wake",
have a fucked valentines day people.
stupid writer's strike.
there's like 11 more episdoes for season 1.
oh well, time to study othello and head to school.
2hour paper and then meeting the boy. (yay!)
and he is going to paint my nails for me.
xxx metalboy,
anna.
"i'll burn flowers at your wake",
have a fucked valentines day people.
20080213
20080212
terms of affection only from the lips of the beloved,
not from some random schoolmate.
*boyfriend materializes out of nowhere
*drags him by the hair
*throws him into the iron maiden in ivan lim's office
actually, i can do it myself.
xxx metalboy,
anna
cissy bitch, i am on episode 6 of GG and only halfway. wtfnbcb right.
not from some random schoolmate.
*boyfriend materializes out of nowhere
*drags him by the hair
*throws him into the iron maiden in ivan lim's office
actually, i can do it myself.
xxx metalboy,
anna
cissy bitch, i am on episode 6 of GG and only halfway. wtfnbcb right.
Fornicate Under Carboliq King
i motherfucking forgot my password and spent a fucking 7mins trying to figure it out.
CHEEBYE.
FUCK LA.
listen here you motherfucking humans, and i fucking hope you all are fucking listening...
when im not around that doesnt fucking mean you can fucking call my gf with whatever fucking term you fucking want. this goes to whores and assholes alike man. fuck you all. or better, fuck each other man.
motherfuckers.
pls do.
sheeeeeeeshhhhh.
damn fucking angry now. ah fuck, you humans wouldnt care.
fucking laugh at me now.
waste breath only. cheebye.
to you, im not gonna motherfucking look at your face anymore. punk ass cunt, you wont smell grave soil if i was around. not even motherfucking hellstones.
this is officially a grudge and i will not forgive thee even through hell.
my words are weighted.
urrrgghhhhh.
that was my nicest...
-a splat of existence
CHEEBYE.
FUCK LA.
listen here you motherfucking humans, and i fucking hope you all are fucking listening...
when im not around that doesnt fucking mean you can fucking call my gf with whatever fucking term you fucking want. this goes to whores and assholes alike man. fuck you all. or better, fuck each other man.
motherfuckers.
pls do.
sheeeeeeeshhhhh.
damn fucking angry now. ah fuck, you humans wouldnt care.
fucking laugh at me now.
waste breath only. cheebye.
to you, im not gonna motherfucking look at your face anymore. punk ass cunt, you wont smell grave soil if i was around. not even motherfucking hellstones.
this is officially a grudge and i will not forgive thee even through hell.
my words are weighted.
urrrgghhhhh.
that was my nicest...
-a splat of existence
20080211
diestrange
i walk. this idiot infront of me suddenly stopped. it seems that she forgot something and decided to turn back the way she came from.
blatant fact: i was behind that idiot. everyone was rushing.
so the obvious happened. people started colliding. motherfuckers.
humans, please make up your fucking mind where you want to go. dont turn back. people will get angry. i will get angry. that'll determine whether you reach home in one piece. fate may tell me that thats the right time to kill and have nothing to lose.
-the boy
blatant fact: i was behind that idiot. everyone was rushing.
so the obvious happened. people started colliding. motherfuckers.
humans, please make up your fucking mind where you want to go. dont turn back. people will get angry. i will get angry. that'll determine whether you reach home in one piece. fate may tell me that thats the right time to kill and have nothing to lose.
-the boy
hahahahaha
i confidently bet that alot of you humans out there are excited about "V day".
hahaha.
its so stupid. you let a day heighten your feelings/passion for someone you adore/love?
thats supposed to be every freaking day dumbasses.
you buy her chocolates, flowers and shit so that you both will be happy for a day. and the rest of the days, you guys argue/fight/and all that jazzy shizzz.
material=love?
whoopadeedoodah.
oh pls. mainstream. hurhur to the max.
some of you will scoff at me and say,
"pfft! this idiot's just saying this so that he can be THAT guy who hates V day when everyone loves it."
just say it, hahahaha. you're entitled to.
to gf:
lets celebrate our own day (and this is not a reason to heighten any feelings for you, i do that every second). hahahaha.
we discuss tonight yo.
-life rebel
hahaha.
its so stupid. you let a day heighten your feelings/passion for someone you adore/love?
thats supposed to be every freaking day dumbasses.
you buy her chocolates, flowers and shit so that you both will be happy for a day. and the rest of the days, you guys argue/fight/and all that jazzy shizzz.
material=love?
whoopadeedoodah.
oh pls. mainstream. hurhur to the max.
some of you will scoff at me and say,
"pfft! this idiot's just saying this so that he can be THAT guy who hates V day when everyone loves it."
just say it, hahahaha. you're entitled to.
to gf:
lets celebrate our own day (and this is not a reason to heighten any feelings for you, i do that every second). hahahaha.
we discuss tonight yo.
-life rebel
im on the phone with you
and you just said bye. tsk!
i am bored. bored i am.
go la go. have ice cream. hmphkxz.
ive a question.
people seem to get really angry when someone else gets so opinionated about them.
i cant deny i get annoyed though but still, if you humans are really advocates of this "freedom of speech" campaign", just take it THEN you can leave it. simple.
not so i guess. i cant do that. muahahahaha.
and im bored again.
i cant find any ice cream at home.
i'll just add whipping cream to the little ice cubes i have.
B, i miss you.
HAHA. B? tsk.
-QnA
i am bored. bored i am.
go la go. have ice cream. hmphkxz.
ive a question.
people seem to get really angry when someone else gets so opinionated about them.
i cant deny i get annoyed though but still, if you humans are really advocates of this "freedom of speech" campaign", just take it THEN you can leave it. simple.
not so i guess. i cant do that. muahahahaha.
and im bored again.
i cant find any ice cream at home.
i'll just add whipping cream to the little ice cubes i have.
B, i miss you.
HAHA. B? tsk.
-QnA
20080210
inhales. exhales.
yesterday was fun. you know why? because i wasnt at home. yeah. sheesh.
lovely day with gf. just read her post, i dont have to share it with you humans anyway.
to gf:
another thing i would like to disclose, i fucking hate to part with you.
and get shit at home.
and i believe right now, people will say things like..
"i wanna fucking die right now!!!"
"omfg, life sucks!!!"
"I HATE ALL YOU PEOPLE!!"
i shall not fucking die right now pls. pfft!
and fuck, i hate you people. yes i do.
OUT.
qam is anna's
lovely day with gf. just read her post, i dont have to share it with you humans anyway.
to gf:
another thing i would like to disclose, i fucking hate to part with you.
and get shit at home.
and i believe right now, people will say things like..
"i wanna fucking die right now!!!"
"omfg, life sucks!!!"
"I HATE ALL YOU PEOPLE!!"
i shall not fucking die right now pls. pfft!
and fuck, i hate you people. yes i do.
OUT.
qam is anna's
the best family in the world
mum dad me brother brother sister
i FUCKING love all of them.
i will FUCKING do anything they want me to.
because i FUCKING love all of them.
they are the FUCKING best.
i swear.
the best family in the world.
-dedicated son
i FUCKING love all of them.
i will FUCKING do anything they want me to.
because i FUCKING love all of them.
they are the FUCKING best.
i swear.
the best family in the world.
-dedicated son
when im bored, i read The Superficial.
and the rhyme goes...
i hate you fucking cokehead slut,
i hope you fucking die,
i hope you get to hell
and satan sticks a needle in your eye.
i hate your fucking guts,
you fucking slut,
i hope you die.
dieeeeee.
mary had a little lamb,
little lamb,
little lamb,
ivar had a satan spawn,
satan spawn,
satan spawn.
please dont get me wrong,
i'm not bitter nor mad.
and by the way, the cokehead slut here does not refer to the cokehead in the previous post.
that cokehead is COCKROACH FINGERS FROM
COCKROACH FINGERS DEY!!
BFFAEAEAE!!
do not forgive me for this crude language which should not exudate from the mouth of a little girl.
i like to hate!
and i like to help afghan kids!
i like oreos!
and i hate myspace!
anna nonsense sial,
aper sial,
learn malay sial.
i am going back to The Superficial.
*clash*clash*clash*
anna
i think the sane abandoned me!
and the rhyme goes...
i hate you fucking cokehead slut,
i hope you fucking die,
i hope you get to hell
and satan sticks a needle in your eye.
i hate your fucking guts,
you fucking slut,
i hope you die.
dieeeeee.
mary had a little lamb,
little lamb,
little lamb,
ivar had a satan spawn,
satan spawn,
satan spawn.
please dont get me wrong,
i'm not bitter nor mad.
and by the way, the cokehead slut here does not refer to the cokehead in the previous post.
that cokehead is COCKROACH FINGERS FROM
COCKROACH FINGERS DEY!!
BFFAEAEAE!!
do not forgive me for this crude language which should not exudate from the mouth of a little girl.
i like to hate!
and i like to help afghan kids!
i like oreos!
and i hate myspace!
anna nonsense sial,
aper sial,
learn malay sial.
i am going back to The Superficial.
*clash*clash*clash*
anna
i think the sane abandoned me!
(for most love comes for free, they don't pay the high cost of mental custody)
a happy girl went to bed last night.
what the hell, scratch that.
i had weird dreams.
mum purchased christian dior's J'adore and a crumpler purse?!
does that even exist? the crumpler purse?
whatever.
whole day out with the boyfriend yesterday.
usual routine.
red-line to cck,
jurong east,
ljs breakfast
and to the library.
we spent like 5hours there or something but only managed to study for a 1/2 hour,
right before we left to meet my mum.
for the rest of the 4 1/2 hours i had to cajole him because he was sulking.
HAHHA.
no la.
after meeting mum, we met dad.
had dinner at vivo, family, boyfriend all. (:
bumped into my uncle's family so....
had supper at secret recipe.
it's official, my brother is taller than the boy BUT in this picture, he somehow looks taller/ same height as my brother because he cheated.
(:
cokehead,
i know who i am but who are you?
you're not looking like you used to.
thank you for turning on the lights.
you came in with the breeze on sunday morning,
you sure have changed since yesterday,
without any warning.
i thought i knew you,
i thought i knew you well,
so well.
i've been wanting guitar hero...............................................................
time for breakfast.
xxx metalboy.
anna
a happy girl went to bed last night.
what the hell, scratch that.
i had weird dreams.
mum purchased christian dior's J'adore and a crumpler purse?!
does that even exist? the crumpler purse?
whatever.
whole day out with the boyfriend yesterday.
usual routine.
red-line to cck,
jurong east,
ljs breakfast
and to the library.
we spent like 5hours there or something but only managed to study for a 1/2 hour,
right before we left to meet my mum.
for the rest of the 4 1/2 hours i had to cajole him because he was sulking.
HAHHA.
no la.
after meeting mum, we met dad.
had dinner at vivo, family, boyfriend all. (:
bumped into my uncle's family so....
had supper at secret recipe.
it's official, my brother is taller than the boy BUT in this picture, he somehow looks taller/ same height as my brother because he cheated.
(:
cokehead,
i know who i am but who are you?
you're not looking like you used to.
thank you for turning on the lights.
you came in with the breeze on sunday morning,
you sure have changed since yesterday,
without any warning.
i thought i knew you,
i thought i knew you well,
so well.
i've been wanting guitar hero...............................................................
time for breakfast.
xxx metalboy.
anna
20080208
20080207
20080205
you are like the US, cannot find osama, bomb iraq. you nabeicheebye you.
DEAR SECRET CIKGU
I DONT WISH TO HAVE A TEACHER LIKE YOU EITHER.
NOT ALL OF US ARE PRIVILEGED ENOUGH TO GROW UP IN A MELAYU
ENIVRONMENT.
I AM NOT SORRY MY BIRTH IS NOT ONE OF A PURE MALAY.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT I AM NOT OF A PURE MELAYU DESCENT.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT I SPEAK MALAY WITH AN ENGLISH ACCENT AKA "SLANG"
YOU SPEAK ENGLISH WITH A MALAY ACCENT.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT MY HOME ENVIRONMENT IS AN ENGLISH-SPEAKING ONE.
I AM NOT SORRY I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A CONVENT.
IF YOU CAN'T STAND ME IN YOUR CLASS,
KICK ME OUT.
CIKGU ZAIBBAH'S STUDENTS ARE SO LUCKY.
SHEESH SECRET CIKGU,
READ THIS:
SAYA AKAN LULUS PEPERIKSAAN BAHASA MELAYA PERINGKAT 'A' SAYA.
HECK, I'LL EVEN AIM FOR A 'B'.
FROM A FAIL.
SO SECRET CIKGU, IF YOUR PASSION IS NOT TEACHING,
GET OUT OF THE TEACHING LINE AND STOP RELYING ON THE GOVERNMENT
FOR THAT FAT PAYCHECK.
IF YOU GET YOUR PERFORMANCE BONUS THIS YEAR, IT'S ON YOUR CONSCIENCE;
YOU DIDN'T WORK FOR IT.
BEING A DEVOUT MUSLIM, I ASSUME YOU KNOW THE PHRASE:
"TUHAN CUBA YANG TAHU?"
TO END THIS ALL,
KALAU CIKGU TIDAK MAHU SAYA DALAM KELAS BAHASA MELAYU CIKGU,
CIKGU BOLEH BUANG SAYA DARI KELAS CIKGU DAN SAYA AKAN BELAJAR BAHASA MELAYU DI KELAS CIKGU ZAIBBAH.
SAYA PUN, KALAU BOLEH, TIDAK MAHU LIHAT MUKA CIKGU YANG TIDAK SEMANGAT ITU.
SAYA TIDAK MENUNJUK PERANGAI KEPADA CIKGU,
HANYA CIKGU YANG TERASA.
SO BEAT IT!!!
YANG BENAR,
NUR DIYANAH WHO BY THE WAY,
IS NOT SITI NUR AMINAH MOONAH MAWAR BINTE ABDUL KASSIM FROM THE KAMPUNG,
LIKE THE REST OF THE NATIVE MALAYS.
like zomg la.
i called her secret cikgu cus her name is "secret" in malay.
GO FIGURE BITCHES.
i bet everyone's malay is so damn awesome la.
damn la.
it's bloody sanskrit.
SANSKRIT EH.
my sanskrit is so going to be a 'B'.
i cool kan?
cool macam nenek kau!!!
that's how SITI NUR AMINAH MOONAH MAWAR BINTE ABDUL KASSIM speaks.
by the way, i don't know who that is.
ilovemyboyfrienddddddddd.
also,
if things work out tmw,
then our GP project will be rather easy to do.
if it doesn't work out,
tough luck!
you lost my respect (if i ever had any for you, i dont know, somehow.) and their respect and everyone's trust la know!!
there will be no studying done tonight because i'm gonna talk to the boy the whole night through.
ilovemyboyfriend.
anna
I DONT WISH TO HAVE A TEACHER LIKE YOU EITHER.
NOT ALL OF US ARE PRIVILEGED ENOUGH TO GROW UP IN A MELAYU
ENIVRONMENT.
I AM NOT SORRY MY BIRTH IS NOT ONE OF A PURE MALAY.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT I AM NOT OF A PURE MELAYU DESCENT.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT I SPEAK MALAY WITH AN ENGLISH ACCENT AKA "SLANG"
YOU SPEAK ENGLISH WITH A MALAY ACCENT.
I AM NOT SORRY THAT MY HOME ENVIRONMENT IS AN ENGLISH-SPEAKING ONE.
I AM NOT SORRY I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A CONVENT.
IF YOU CAN'T STAND ME IN YOUR CLASS,
KICK ME OUT.
CIKGU ZAIBBAH'S STUDENTS ARE SO LUCKY.
SHEESH SECRET CIKGU,
READ THIS:
SAYA AKAN LULUS PEPERIKSAAN BAHASA MELAYA PERINGKAT 'A' SAYA.
HECK, I'LL EVEN AIM FOR A 'B'.
FROM A FAIL.
SO SECRET CIKGU, IF YOUR PASSION IS NOT TEACHING,
GET OUT OF THE TEACHING LINE AND STOP RELYING ON THE GOVERNMENT
FOR THAT FAT PAYCHECK.
IF YOU GET YOUR PERFORMANCE BONUS THIS YEAR, IT'S ON YOUR CONSCIENCE;
YOU DIDN'T WORK FOR IT.
BEING A DEVOUT MUSLIM, I ASSUME YOU KNOW THE PHRASE:
"TUHAN CUBA YANG TAHU?"
TO END THIS ALL,
KALAU CIKGU TIDAK MAHU SAYA DALAM KELAS BAHASA MELAYU CIKGU,
CIKGU BOLEH BUANG SAYA DARI KELAS CIKGU DAN SAYA AKAN BELAJAR BAHASA MELAYU DI KELAS CIKGU ZAIBBAH.
SAYA PUN, KALAU BOLEH, TIDAK MAHU LIHAT MUKA CIKGU YANG TIDAK SEMANGAT ITU.
SAYA TIDAK MENUNJUK PERANGAI KEPADA CIKGU,
HANYA CIKGU YANG TERASA.
SO BEAT IT!!!
YANG BENAR,
NUR DIYANAH WHO BY THE WAY,
IS NOT SITI NUR AMINAH MOONAH MAWAR BINTE ABDUL KASSIM FROM THE KAMPUNG,
LIKE THE REST OF THE NATIVE MALAYS.
like zomg la.
i called her secret cikgu cus her name is "secret" in malay.
GO FIGURE BITCHES.
i bet everyone's malay is so damn awesome la.
damn la.
it's bloody sanskrit.
SANSKRIT EH.
my sanskrit is so going to be a 'B'.
i cool kan?
cool macam nenek kau!!!
that's how SITI NUR AMINAH MOONAH MAWAR BINTE ABDUL KASSIM speaks.
by the way, i don't know who that is.
ilovemyboyfrienddddddddd.
also,
if things work out tmw,
then our GP project will be rather easy to do.
if it doesn't work out,
tough luck!
you lost my respect (if i ever had any for you, i dont know, somehow.) and their respect and everyone's trust la know!!
there will be no studying done tonight because i'm gonna talk to the boy the whole night through.
ilovemyboyfriend.
anna
death
From the moment we are born,
We begin the slow march to death.
Nothing saves our lives,
It merely delays our death.
do not fear defeat, for death claims us all.
fear profits man nothing.
my days are moodless. having no freedom destroys. having freedom destroys.
urgh. i just sit and wait. wait. i always wait. i will always fucking wait.
im waiting for a text, a call, anything now.
worried.
-qamarul asyraf
We begin the slow march to death.
Nothing saves our lives,
It merely delays our death.
do not fear defeat, for death claims us all.
fear profits man nothing.
my days are moodless. having no freedom destroys. having freedom destroys.
urgh. i just sit and wait. wait. i always wait. i will always fucking wait.
im waiting for a text, a call, anything now.
worried.
-qamarul asyraf
20080204
school food is boring!
i eat chicken chop & pasta everyday.
occasionally, i'll eat malay food.
otherwise, i live on chocolate pocky.
the brownies he baked was so dang good.
along with the tako-yaki and cheesecake.
just came back from school.
maths consultation tomorrow.
i am kind of hungry but not really.
what?
nevermind.
if i do well for my common tests, i shall reward myself with a navel piercing.
that's quite a motivation.
i haven't completed the piercings on my left ear.
anyhow, i shall study during the chinese new year holidays to get my navel piercing.
this year, i don't think i'm visiting.
anyway, about malay is a fake language thing...
the original form of malay in print is jawi.
that originated from sanskrit.
malay language originated from sanskrit.
i shall post that up one shot when i can be bothered,
just believe me, malay is a fake language.
i'm learning semi-sanskrit/ hokkien/ portugese/ farsi + ...!!
more motivation to do well for a-levels!
and a final note,
depression.
ahhhhhhh.
depression is a sign of mental instability.
my mate thinks she's suffering from depression.
my dear, if you are suffering from depression, you wouldn't know it.
if there is any problem, you can bring it up.
.dniheb^ton^tnorfni^bats.
okay last thing,
(i know i said final but oh well.)
there is no white and black area for casual friendships.
it's all grey.
just about everybody i know is a casual friend of mine;
except nel, anthony, miss22ndmarch1990 and khalid but khalid died.
and there's no better friend then my boyfriend,
asyraf kepala besi.
xxoo,
anna
occasionally, i'll eat malay food.
otherwise, i live on chocolate pocky.
the brownies he baked was so dang good.
along with the tako-yaki and cheesecake.
just came back from school.
maths consultation tomorrow.
i am kind of hungry but not really.
what?
nevermind.
if i do well for my common tests, i shall reward myself with a navel piercing.
that's quite a motivation.
i haven't completed the piercings on my left ear.
anyhow, i shall study during the chinese new year holidays to get my navel piercing.
this year, i don't think i'm visiting.
anyway, about malay is a fake language thing...
the original form of malay in print is jawi.
that originated from sanskrit.
malay language originated from sanskrit.
i shall post that up one shot when i can be bothered,
just believe me, malay is a fake language.
i'm learning semi-sanskrit/ hokkien/ portugese/ farsi + ...!!
more motivation to do well for a-levels!
and a final note,
depression.
ahhhhhhh.
depression is a sign of mental instability.
my mate thinks she's suffering from depression.
my dear, if you are suffering from depression, you wouldn't know it.
if there is any problem, you can bring it up.
.dniheb^ton^tnorfni^bats.
okay last thing,
(i know i said final but oh well.)
there is no white and black area for casual friendships.
it's all grey.
just about everybody i know is a casual friend of mine;
except nel, anthony, miss22ndmarch1990 and khalid but khalid died.
and there's no better friend then my boyfriend,
asyraf kepala besi.
xxoo,
anna
Seven Whispers Fell Silent
so yes, malay is a fake language. i am somehow a believer of that now. oooooooooooohhhhhhh.
anyways, im home alone. doing nothing. baek uh!
shall doodle later.
maybe paint.
if my paints are ok.
girl, stay sane.
outttt...
-qamarul asyraf
anyways, im home alone. doing nothing. baek uh!
shall doodle later.
maybe paint.
if my paints are ok.
girl, stay sane.
outttt...
-qamarul asyraf
20080203
nilah said in agama class : MALAY IS A FAKE LANGUAGE.
so we discussed about it.
in a way it is, let me educate you.
wait, i'm on the line talking to the boy.
i shall tell you another day.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH CEE.
YOU ARE MUCH LOVED AND I MISS YOU DAMN FUCKING MUCH.
(oh no, no pics of you and i in my lappy. soon babe.)
MY MOTHER TONGUE IS NOT MALAY.
IT'S SANSKRIT/ HOKKIEN/ PORTUGESE/ FARSI + ...
xxoo,
anna
so we discussed about it.
in a way it is, let me educate you.
wait, i'm on the line talking to the boy.
i shall tell you another day.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH CEE.
YOU ARE MUCH LOVED AND I MISS YOU DAMN FUCKING MUCH.
(oh no, no pics of you and i in my lappy. soon babe.)
MY MOTHER TONGUE IS NOT MALAY.
IT'S SANSKRIT/ HOKKIEN/ PORTUGESE/ FARSI + ...
xxoo,
anna
20080202
arab street = jacket/ hidetanktop.
3hours of dance.
exhausting.
missed maths.
i really wanted to go but will make it up with consultation on monday methinks.
boyfriend picked me up from school and brought me a snack to tide me over till we had lunch.
headed nafa and i promptly got annoyed at all the stinking humans there.
the art gallery was huge, some pieces were really good.
left nafa (with the annoying open house goodie bags) and cabbed to arab street for lunch.
had a peaceful lunch and trained to novena.
while walking from arab street, we went down this underground passage, which exits at parkview.
HOW SILLY.
it didn't lead to the mrt station although a sign was placed "TO BUGIS MRT".
so headed novena and walked around.
i tried to find what i was looking for but dont have.
cotton on opened at velocity!
what a disappointment.
the clothes were all colour-coded and boring.
danceworks
1st March, Day 1
Vivo City
Team Number 16.
my weekends are packed.
school is so boring without boyf.
company.
the only company i need.
plus we like to skip lessons and play cards in the library.
now, i dont skip lessons. (except for malay, once)
i will be bored out of my mind.
my ipod can only do so much.
sigh.
i fucking hate nafa.
seeeerioussssleeeee.
it's full of humans.
i guess i'm not being fair since he's a loner &a proud artist; he'll not socialise.
he has to worry about all the dance performances this year &cheerleading.
oh well.
school sucks.
desired. c.L = sexy
credits: twinkie for the stress reliever
the little boy; captured: severe headache
weekends = happy days
weekdays = bitchy days
i am so quarrelsome during the weekdays.
hope to catch up on homework tomorrow.
cemetery gates-
(you copycat).
annnnnnnaaaaa.
exhausting.
missed maths.
i really wanted to go but will make it up with consultation on monday methinks.
boyfriend picked me up from school and brought me a snack to tide me over till we had lunch.
headed nafa and i promptly got annoyed at all the stinking humans there.
the art gallery was huge, some pieces were really good.
left nafa (with the annoying open house goodie bags) and cabbed to arab street for lunch.
had a peaceful lunch and trained to novena.
while walking from arab street, we went down this underground passage, which exits at parkview.
HOW SILLY.
it didn't lead to the mrt station although a sign was placed "TO BUGIS MRT".
so headed novena and walked around.
i tried to find what i was looking for but dont have.
cotton on opened at velocity!
what a disappointment.
the clothes were all colour-coded and boring.
danceworks
1st March, Day 1
Vivo City
Team Number 16.
my weekends are packed.
school is so boring without boyf.
company.
the only company i need.
plus we like to skip lessons and play cards in the library.
now, i dont skip lessons. (except for malay, once)
i will be bored out of my mind.
my ipod can only do so much.
sigh.
i fucking hate nafa.
seeeerioussssleeeee.
it's full of humans.
i guess i'm not being fair since he's a loner &a proud artist; he'll not socialise.
he has to worry about all the dance performances this year &cheerleading.
oh well.
school sucks.
desired. c.L = sexy
credits: twinkie for the stress reliever
the little boy; captured: severe headache
weekends = happy days
weekdays = bitchy days
i am so quarrelsome during the weekdays.
hope to catch up on homework tomorrow.
cemetery gates-
(you copycat).
annnnnnnaaaaa.
20080201
we'll watch tv on our first night
"i love it when you go crazy when i tease you.
when i sulk and act like a little girl.
when i insist that i'm a (metal) princess.
i smile when you make me feel like a goddess.
i cradle like a little child when im tired,
i rage when i dont have you to myself.."
-DSLJ
when i sulk and act like a little girl.
when i insist that i'm a (metal) princess.
i smile when you make me feel like a goddess.
i cradle like a little child when im tired,
i rage when i dont have you to myself.."
-DSLJ
He who desires but acts not, Breeds pestilence
BONTOT
really does look funny on screen.
when i look at this word, i think of you (ok not funny).
bubbly bontot you.
smile?
-qamarul asyraf
really does look funny on screen.
when i look at this word, i think of you (ok not funny).
bubbly bontot you.
smile?
-qamarul asyraf
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