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Friday, September 30, 2005

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Emery. enough said.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

i finally got it back. just glad its with me now. accidents do happen, but i still wonder how that happened. ok nevermind lets seal that subject in a vault and never talk about it again.

on the other hand, i think my friends are buying me a guitar bag as a belated birthday gift. yay to me. cos they were asking me where to get one, what kind is it, yadayadayada. i dont think its just small talk rite? i hope not.

i'm nominated for EAGLES award. thats $150 man! but sadly, i dont have my 2A2AO passes so i dont think i can get it. lets just hope for maths to be moderated and my bio results to be at least an E. please please i can do lotsa stuff with that $150.

ok im stinking now. shall take a looong shower and maybe a quick nap. i really need one.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

i'm never going to lend my stuff to anyone again. the times i did, my things came back broken, scratched or what not. case in point, my bass came back with a long scratch after lending it to wah. and recently, someone tore my bass bag. like wtf. its leather for god's sake.

i know you didnt mean it. heck nobody ever means to spoil anything. unless its sabotage, but that's a different story. but its still your responsibility isnt it? it broke/spoilt/ got scratched in your hands, so arent u responsibile? like the time i spoilt yati's camera. hell i didnt mean to. but somehow it just happened, and i had to cough out $100 to repair it.

u said u'd pay me $10 last week. but u said u could save up more if i give u time. i gave u a week to patch the bag up, and pay me $15-$20. i mean u said it urself. so how come now i'm the brat? for asking for money?

so now, i'm left with a ripped bag. yay to me.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

gelare is good for you. especially when its honey nut crunch (i think thats wat it was) and waffles n whipped cream. and even more so if its eaten with someone u love. nice.

and so are kfc's spicy drumlets! whoots. i need to stock up on fats/glucagon/ everything else that can help me mantain my weight when puasa comes.

i bought the emery - the question cd. but i cant play it on my computer! i think its the anti-copyright laws la. bah. only on my stereo. i guess that kinda sucks. $28.90 down the drain.

but the songs are uber cool.

i got a freaking A1 for my gp. whoopdeedoo. but thats the only pass i got. O for chem. thats an O not a zero. blah.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

today feels so wasted.

its funny how i've been listening to emery on replay, yet i cant recite their lyrics by heart, nor can i correctly identify the titles. but i can sing along though.

emery rules my airwaves.
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happy birthday to me.

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hiduuuuup

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one happy family.
thanks everyone who wished me happy birthday! in no order of merit; my twin zuraimi, sastera friend liza, sazali and ashri, yana, mas, izhardi, my neighbour baz, jeremy and of course bebs.

sorry i didnt reply any of you cos i was in johor for my birthday. some pictures will be up soon. as soon as my pc recovers from its screw ups.

Friday, September 23, 2005

shopping shopping shopping. happy early birthday to me! yesterday bebs brought me shopping. hehe. havent gone shopping in a loooong time. thanks bebs! sorry i spent so much of your money.

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i'm a happy happy man.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

i made milkshakes today. well albeit unsuccessful, i still think it tastes great. i found out that pouring a cup of milk into the blender with the chocs wont mix the 2 together. the choc will just get chopped up and get stuck at the bottom. therefore, just take a lil bit of milk and grind it with the chocolates. things should get mixed.

the weather's getting pretty heretic recently. threats of rain, gusts of wind, lightning, and suddenly nothing. seriously screws up my dress code.

just ONE more day and the short term hurdle is over. i have never in my life been so inwardly afraid of exams, yet still look and act as if i dont seem to care.

do i really care? why do i pretend to? actually i do. i really do. i swear.
i cant believe they qouted carrie chong as saying she doesnt shower in the morning. how gross is that? i know i've talked about this a million times, but people need to learn how to shower in the morning! how disgusting la.

i'm lending my bass to someone. i didnt noe i was lending it out to someone. i thought someone else was gonna borrow it from me. someone i trust. not a someone of that someone. confusing? well if it involved you, you'd understand.

people need to learn how to shower. period.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

no matter how long i sleep in the afternoon, i'll get sleepy by 11nish at nite. its even worst if i attempt to stay up to study. bah.

someone jab me with stimulants please!
[from first to last - emily]

sometimes i feel that my parents were military officers in their past lives. they can hurry up an operation at break neck speeds if they want to. for example, when we're going on holiday and we have to leave at 730, the family can wake up at 7 and shower and get dressed and leave on time.

or like earlier, mum called to ask if i could check up on the traffic conditions at the causeway. i told her it was jammed and not moving. so she told me to check up on tuas. when i told her it was clear, i heard her barking orders over the phone. "adik keep your toys. dad get the bags. tuas is clear we're going home now." and i could hear rushing in the background. i mean like. isnt that operationally ready or what?

military officers. pish posh.

Saturday, September 17, 2005


i've been spending my time on friday with these bunch of bad ass guys. delta squad of the republic commandos. call me a nerd but hey, the're a bunch of cool guys. especially scorch and sev. heh. their one liners never fail to crack me up.


and thats "me". delta 38 aka Boss.

ok. enough nerd-speak. today was time well spent with bebs. attempted to watch "the cave" but the damn pirates couldnt film a show properly so we abandoned it uhm 10minutes into the show? plus the flickery recording was making me epileptic, and i felt like puking. shame on you pirates. trying to cheat us of our money by making shoddy recordings.

so we abandoned the thought and watched discov travel and living. mexico city. apparently wrestling is really big there. and there was this character whose tagline was "1000% (yes 1000, not 100) good looking" so he doesnt have to wear a mask. and yes everyone wear's a mask in mexican wrestling. kinda reminds me of mucha lucha.

i'm yet to get my redspot (aka gspot) and longman bio books from fazlin. man. stacy gspot and eric longman star together in "biology; the study of the human anatomy, specifically the nether regions" ok crap.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Tonight I'm tangled in my, blanket of clouds
Dreaming aloud

Things just won't do without you,
matter of fact
I'm on your back, I'm on your back, I'm on your back
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you

If you'd accept surrender, I'll give up some more
Weren't you adored

I cannot be without you, matter of fact
I'm on your back, I'm on your back, I'm on your back
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you

Another heart is cracked in two, I'm on your back
I cannot be without you, matter of fact
I'm on your back, I'm on your back, I'm on your back
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you
If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you
Another heart is cracked in two,
I'm on your back

i fucking love this song. brings me to such an emo mood. foo fighters - walking after you.
there's one thing i hate about people with bikes, and that is they like to make the utmost amount (ok noise cant really be counted) of noise by vroom vroom-ing their fucking bikes. ok yes during kenduri kahwin u like to usher in the groom (which i find irritating and noisy), but in the middle of the night, when you guys come home clubbing, please please do not preng your bike. it wakes the whole fucking neighbourhood up. and i can hear your bike from miles away.

be respectful.

another thing, when i was peeing at the toilet at SMU (and i'm sure of this cos i peed 3 -according to my count, but iza said its 5- times), i realised some of these ppl still dont flush! like wtf. u call urself undergrads of a higher tertiary education, some of you are taking double degrees. and u cant even flush a toilet? do you leave ur toilet like tat after shitting or peeing? 40 years mature society my ass.

ok enough ranting. i still want my gelare.
today, we celebrate, our independance day! ok no, today we celebrate my 23rd month anniversary. whoot whoot!

and today, i went from a psuedo-rocker to a psuedo-undergrad at SMU. yups. snuck into SMUSESS and studied there with beb's and sarrarah. finished 2 chem paper2's (albeit with notes though, shame on me). in addition to yesterday's 2 paper2's, that makes it a total of 4! not bad.

there's a mooncake festival celebration in my area. and its maknig a hell of a noise. i mean, racial harmony and all that, but keep the noise to a minimum. we dont wanna hear ur auctions, your out of tune karaoke, and what ever stuff u throw at us. but i want mooncakes though. not normal ones with bean paste and seeds inside, but durian, mango and other exotic ones.

speaking of exotic, i wanna eat gelare. (ok i noe gelare isnt exotic, but it is for me.) was reading the newspaper (cant remember when) when i saw heavenly pictures of gelare! like omg! heavenly orgasmic fruity icecream. ok down boy!

someone give me some? please?

happy anniversary bebs! many more to come our way i promise. i hope you wont get bored of me. *grins*

hugsnkissesnmorehugs,
me.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005



isnt she cute? one of the people i love the most in my life. she's 4 by the way. i cant seem to write proper posts nowadays. my life's too busy? i'm too lazy? i donoe. i just lost the mood. maybe its my mojo.

like austin powers. his life was in the dumps when he lost his mojo. no more sex (thats important in my opinion), no more funny wit (i depend on this to mantain some basic decency in life), basically life's shit without mojo.

but, i think i got some of it back today! i managed to meet up with bebs today. yay to me. sent her to school after my papers. it wasnt much but it was time well spent i guess.

lets do it again sometime ok?

"I hope it's something worth the waiting

'Cause it's the only thought that I ever feel real

Thunder storms could never stop me

'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily "

from first to last - emily

ok so it doesnt really say izabebs, but just imagine that it actually does alrite?

2 more days to X and 10 more days to Y. cant wait. :)

music: halifax - i hate your eyes

well first half of the prelims tour is over. i'll hafta recover and start mugging my ass off again. my new shoes are really giving me blisters. bah.

and i sent bebs to school today. was really nice seeing her although it was abit. *hugs*

guess we'll hafta celebrate my birthday early this sat eh? *winks*

i'm yet to upload some photos.

soon soon.

for now, sleep.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

im boncit.

and im screwed.

blah.

Monday, September 12, 2005


new suede shoes, new suede shoes. i love suede shoes. but somehow these pair of vans are make my feet sweaty. maybe thats due to the aircon or maybe cos its new but heck, i love my new suede shoes.

i really hope i'll do ok for prelims. at least D's for all? or C's. pleaase.

4 more days to X and 12 more days to Y.

kudos to those who can figure out wat X and Y are.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

remember hw bebs said she has a fetish? well surprise surprise i do too. and i shant say what. x) hehe. but i think she knows very well what it is (to the tune of russell's dad). hehe.

i love you.
fuck msn. its pissing me off. from frequent dc's to smipping of msgs. like wtf?

D-Day tmr. take it as a time practice for As. just that. hrmph.

wearing new suede shoes tmr. woots.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

there can never be enough hugs or kisses,
and there's always not enough time.
if only,
if only i can change that.
dear everyone, i'll be away for a few days starting tomorrow. dont worry, i'm bringing my notes along. nearly 3kg worth of them. i hope i can wade through them while im away.

please hope i come back recharged and ready to go.

i'm gonna miss you. thanks for today. i was really glad today happened. :)

i love you.
went to watch a perfect catch today, starring jimmy fallon (he's cute in a weird kinda way) and drew barrymore (she's so damn skinny now). but its a great story. made me realise how our (i'm speaking in general here, not mine perse) obsessions sometimes distract us from the truly important things in our lives. no matter how passionate we are about something, - be it a hobby, a sport, a game, anything - no matter how much we love it, does it love us back?

like in the story, fallon is this die hard baseball fan and he's dating super successful career woman barrymore. after 11 months, she realises that he treats baseball above her. even when she invites him to paris for a holiday, he declines, because an important baseball game is on that weekend. (now this part was really urgh-ing. take note of this particular event, cos i'll be refering to it again later on below. so after that, she decides to break it off.

after a few more series of events, he realises that he's been an idiot, loving something that cant love him back, when he actually had someone who loved him back. ok that sounded complicated. he loved baseball, but baseball cant love him back. and at the same time, drew barrymore loved him, but he didnt love her as much as baseball. so yeah. one of his students told him "u might love baseball, but has baseball ever loved you back?" words of wisdom there by a kid. so he took that advice, and went back to her, but she wont accept it. ok long story short, in the end he gave up everything baseball for her. she went back to him, but told him to continue his passion of baseball.

so moral of the story was, u have to have priorities. always ask, does/can it love you back? and sometimes you must be willing to sacrifice something you hold dear, for the greater good of your life.

remember that part i told you to remember earlier up? well the story is actuali based on a book by nick hornby. thats when it clicked to me and izabebs. its a typical nick hornby story. where you have one character that u really hate, (well not hate in a "i-wanna-kill-you" kinda hate, but like frustated kinda hate). yeah. so in the story, fallon was that guy. if i were reading the book, i'd have msged izabebs "ish so frustrated with the guy, selenge".

ok its getting too long for my own good.

was supposed to camwhore today, but sadly, the pics didnt turn out nice. :(

Sunday, September 04, 2005

i'm back here. for good? i dont know. lets just wait and see shall we? lj was getting kinda lonely. i guess the main purpose of a blog is to let your thoughts known to the world. otherwise we'd be using pen and paper to write down our thoughts.

spent almost 2 hrs trying to arrange the codes and figure things out. i guess the main draw of lj was the cleanlines of the layout. hence my current one. i like the simplicity of it.

so i'm back. time for my long overdue hair cut.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Zoo

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click for more. finally a picture set after like donkey years.

enjoy.

Friday, September 02, 2005


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Tapestry Day 1 & 2.1


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Tapestry Day 2.2



many thanks to those who came down. for a more detailed thank you list, click here for the band blog.

cheers~