AidahBurne
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Wednesday, January 31, 2007
i only wanted a magazine. i only wanted a movie screen. i only wanted the life i've read about and dream. ::::::::::::::::::::::: I understand that she has already complete her dare. I know that since i was laughing my heart out. My guts nearly spilled out, due to too much laughter. It was BLOODY HILARIOUS! Nonetheless, despite it being done or not, here i am going to state the terms of the dare. Take note to Farzanah Shariff; 1) Everything has to be written in MALAY. 2) When i said Malay, it has to be in PERFECT Malay. Bear in mind it includes spelling, sentence structure, bahasa baku and totally no slang whatsoever. No sehh, no lahh. I think i said in the train is has to be in proper perfect malay, which of course covers all aspect we've studied in school. 3)The need to swear and any vulgarities has to be done in the usage of Malay. 4)Someone who is not involve in this dare shall be brought to check your entry and thus, determine the winner. 5)Mistakes (more than 5) means the termination of your reward. And soo i WIN. 6)You shall get your coffee which will cost no more than 6.20 as agreed. Please check with witness. Dearly beloved are you listening? Yours Truly, Su'aidah. Proposer of the challenge. "mahkamah menjatuhkn hukuman kepada Nur Su'aidah untok membelikan nurfarzanah minuman yg berharga $6.20 di Coffeebean" Well, that was the final verdict of the "court of justice" from our witness cum "Your Honour". That's IF you Win lahh yarr. Anyway, don't you try to edit your work okayy. I've got your original piece in my hard drive along with the time posted. See, i am determine to win this. Although, i was kind enough to not ask you what i get in return in case you lose. Give some pat at the back for consideration. Haha. To some lost soul, on our way back from Vivo today, we were talking about some stuffs, when i suddenly proposed this challenge to Farz. Kindly visit her blog, to see the result. Anyway, she was determined to see through the dare to prove me wrong, as i am quite fond in calling her matsalleh celup. What? foreigner being dipped? Yarr, so farz, what happen to your so called suggestion of having the english translation at the bottom? You can't translate your malay into english? Haha, that bad ehh? Like my Malay's that good, but hey, this is our idea of joke, insulting each other. Which is why, some people just can't stand us. Tut tut tut. So, where's the entry dedicated to me, farz? "Why i stand Aidah.. 10 Brilliant, Fantastic, Superbly Wonderful Reasons". Bai should also do it, send it to me via email. :::::::::::::::::::::::: As i was in the train ride, i realised an amazing factor. I've managed to make Farzanah and Insyirah addicted to Fanfiction. Three Cheers for manipulation tactic! I am the reason why Farz spends a huge amount of time infront of the computer screen. I am the reason why, me and my sister along with my brother has to assign time to use the computer. I am the reason why the modem and the computer seems to be working hard and overtime with no wages. I've made people, two people that is, refused to turn off their computer because they're hanging by their stories. Again, three cheers for me. i made a move at 9:45 PM Monday, January 29, 2007 I don't want to a product of my environment, i want the environment to be the product of me. :::::::::::::::::::: How's that people? Coming from a mob henchman, it's no surprise. I wasn't rotting at home today. I opened my eyes to things i've always ignored. To my surrounding. Have you ever take a look at the buildings around you? Have you ever registered, how modern Singapore is? How is modernisation based upon in a country? By the technology of the country? By how technology-efficient its people are? By its economy? The structure of the government? or the awesome buildings found in CBD? Dang dang dang, soccer fever lah dehh, suddenly feeling patriotic. eyy Izzul can i feed you a growing people, because you're 2 i can't go to Finals at Kallang? Screaming bloody murder. They say a soccer match with 50,000 people is not a conducive environtment for Izzul. eyy, teman karibku tk igin menemaniku tgk Finals? Baidura oh baidura. And im digressing, well the root of the topic is because of my feeling of patriotism Anyway, im sure most of you, positively sure everyone has been to town right? Yarr, take a trip to town, by car if possible, (mrt has restricted vision), start from the residential estate. Then enter via Geylang. From there, you'll enter town right? Raffles Quay. Bloody hell, my vision was shall we say, damn alert, there was a vast difference in structural landscape. A good difference, amazing even. Housing estate, you see concrete buildings, with units, colourful, interesting design, but still quite boring. Geylang, look like a downright mess this moment. With all indon, pros and bangla bersepah everywhere. Did i just enter red light district? East Coast, long row of sands. Quiet during the weekdays, bursting with life during the weekends. Our attempt at Nature. Enter Raffles and you'll be amazed by the skyscrapers, with tinted windows. Different heights, glamorous names. I love the windows. I like seeing the sunlights reflect from them. and to adorned the sideways, women and men in suit and tie, high-heel, plain black skirt, scurrying here and there as they go about their business. Damn, did i tell you i hate them all? They strut around like as if the world revolves around them, sitting at Starbucks sipping lattes discussing interest rates. I guess they'll make starbucks scarce if Wall Street crash. No interest rates, trades and whatever important things they discuss. tut tut tut. Zombified people. Thus, this is Singapore, the differences in the CBD, housing estates, green belts. ::::::::::::::::: I watched a thai horror movie yesterday. Dorm. Very scary in the beginning and as the death of the boy unfolds, it becomes quite tragic, sad according to syirah and heartwarming. Should watch with your best friends. It's a movie about friendship, belief and trust. Syimirs attempt at justifying the movie was a wrong "so romantic" romantic and horror don't go hand in hand, dear brother of mine. :::::::::::: So thailand won through agg, huh? Singapore vs Thailand, oh izzul, can't i heret you to the stadium? ::::::::::::: i made a move at 9:20 PM Friday, January 26, 2007 "Beware of unexpected circumstances today, dear Libra. The good news is that your flexible attitude is perfectly suited to deal with the twists and turns that this day is likely to offer. While other people may get upset when their plans go awry, you will find that you can surf the waves easily, and turn any situation into a positive one, regardless of the way in which you originally planned things to work out." ::::::::::::::::: I do not take reading the horoscope as a daily occurence or turn it into a habit. I read it only when im confused or hyperly bored. And right now, confuse is an understatement of the day. Lost would be the right word. There was unexpected circumstances today, yes. The bad news is, as flexible as i can be, i refused to change it into a positive experience. Well some of it is positive while some is plain God-Please-Save-Me-Now experience. And yes, today wasn't like what i've planned. Save to say it was a far cry out from what i've imagined. Oh the horror. And at times, i caught myself thinking; "What the fuck did i just put myself through?!" #Generation gap Alert# In some areas, i cannot see eye to eye with my mother. I do appreciate her, yes. I cannot imagine life withouht parents. However, what she doesn't like happening to her, say being asked to do something you don't like, well, i don't like the same happening to me. Somehow, i feel she's playing Dictator. Oh for the love of humankind, we don't need another one. One was dead 60++ years ago, one just died, with what, 6 kids imitating his death? I don't need another dictator, here in this house. Welcome to the rebirth of Benito Mussouline, Adolf Hitler, Saddam Hussien. I shall eradicate this problem, pronto. I am the new George W. Bush (eew?!), i shall forged a war with no apparent reason. ::::::::::::::::: On to a new topic. O Levels result is on the 9th? Ahh, tk sabar aku! Welcome to my life, feel the fear and excitement! ::::::::::::::::: Currently watching black and white film. I am sure every malay kid would have atleast watch this film once! I have to tell you, i love Hollywood! I love Hollywood! But, black and white film of the 50's, 60's, Hollywood just won't match! Films such as Bujang Lapok, Tiga Abdul, or Ali Baba Bujang Lapuk (i like!) is just so cool. The humour is so real, so amazing, it entertains me. I usually falls asleep when watching black and white film. Like uhh, Hindustan film and Hollywood. Ngantuk, heavy eyelid aku. What the hell am i babbling about? i made a move at 9:17 PM Tuesday, January 23, 2007 I am going to start today's post with no song lyrics, or quoatation from anybody. A little change, i guess. There's a drastic change in the books i read though. I somehow, no longer borrow books from the library spontaneously, i planned what i want to read. Then i reserve it. Of course, this has been going on since a year and half ago. And then, today i realised that, hell, i am no longer reading fictitious book. Instead, my dictionary has been a very good company for the past month. The way i sit cross-legged on my bed and perused the book as though it's a holy quraan that i have to know. I find it highly entertaining, reading the dictionary. I learned a lot of new vocab. Today i learned that philantropy is the exact opposite of misantropy. Preety cool, huh? Im halfway to completing the "P"s in my dictionary. And, i was quite amused and proud as i have found the meaning behind the name "Harry Potter" Harry- harass. Potter- work on trivial task in a leisurely way. Now, to me his name means someone who enjoys harrasing and leisurely works on trivial task. Ahh anyway, as i've said, i wanted to speak about dependency.. Though i think, some of the original ideas have fled my mind. Now, has it ever occurred to you all, about your state of depency? I mean, who can you trust to depend on? Your family? Your friends? Friends, "i've got your back". sound familiar? I've said it before, i think that person knows who. And yeah, im not having doubts about it. However, when someone said "I've got your back, don't worry", how far do they really mean it? Can you really depend on them or would they fled on the first sign of trouble and danger? And then again, you have to trust them, don't you? So that you would have their trust in return and that they feel, for the lack of better word, secure as they "got your back". I'm not trying to ridicule people, who said to their friends that they can depend on them, after all, i've mention i've said it before. For all you know, there are people out there, who would really guard you, help you and protect you. The one million question is how far would they go to do all that to you? Friendship is like money, easier made than kept. Isn't it? Perhaps one day, i could prove it wrong. Family, apparently, they are more problematic. Aside from your parents, who else can you depend on? As you grow up, are your bonds with your siblings still strong? Or do you just seek them in time of troubles, or do you see them during festivities or family gatherings? Haven't you all realised, your extended family are sometimes, sorry for the harsh words, just full of CRAP? What's with their petty gossips, competiting with who's got more money, who's children are more clever? Who has higher status, who's got more gold? What the flying fuck, honestly? I ask now, can you depend on them, when they're all smiles and laughters infront but knife and dagger in their left hand? Can you? Yes, you maybe close to your siblings, but from my point of view as a teenager who has ears and eyes, who can hear and see, who can judge, who can understand tension when she's in a room feeling like she might suffocate to death, your bond don't stand much chance compared to blind envy. So, i really hope that when i grow up, me, syirah, syimir and izzul, would still be close although when we're married (*glancing around*) we would put our family first. That i could somehow depend on them. Hopefully. Okay, aside from extended family, your parents, my grandparents, dang dang, i know somehow i could depend on them. Somehow, i really do, without doubt. I don't know why. But seeing as i am me. I have problems trusting people and i always tell myself, it's safer to just depend on yourself and not too much on others. afterall at the end of the day, you are all that matters? Right? I am self centred? Spare me the details. We all are, one way or the other. i made a move at 9:14 PM Friday, January 19, 2007 Is anybody listening? Can they hear me when i call. Shooting signals in the air. Cause i need somebody's help. ::::::::::::::::: Of course, not! i am in no desperate need of help right now. But hold on to that motion incase i need it. If you do, then i shall hold mine. Yaarr, i was ironing my school clothes just now and i've realised it feels preety much weird but comforting. Do you get it? I haven't touched my uniform for how long? 2 months? Probably wondering why i need it yarr? Well, this bursary thing i have to attend tomorrow, well, we're requested to attend in school uniform. Which is to me, so goddamn funny. Why can't i just receive my cheque in my home clothes. To the maximum, leceh. I would have to go back, change my clothes then go out again. For there is no way, i am going to parade myself in my school uniform in the streets. 4 years is quite enough, thank you. ::::::::::::::::::::::: During the evening, my mother entered my room while i was talking with my sister and suddenly announced "When we're going Malaysia later, the phone, leave it at home." Never planned to bring it with me anyway. However, i was absolutely mortified with the thought of living my ipod all alone at home. I am going to be bored to the point of tortured-begging-for-death-please mode. Imagine, hours staring out at the scenery in malaysia with voices of people talking. More likely, gossipping. All i need is my ear piece in my ear to be content while on the trip. And then few days back, my grandmother was having a mental, physical preparation for our trip. I find it higly amusing seeing as how she plans to bring a knife with her. And thus, i see it as my job to ensure my future remains bright and not being wasted in a four wall cell. I dont fancy myself being arrested for possession of weapon. Please, if i ever were to get caught i shall be doing a crime nobody else have thought of. Im very ambitious, here. Like uhh, sell my country to the United States of America? Haha, haven't we already done it? Sold our souls to the devil. Im not saying America is all that bad, but heck, we're under terrorist threat right here. Then, my grandmum gives another horrible suggestion, "we could bring satay stick.." Yeah, and stick it up their punny arses and scream their throat hoarse as we rough it up. And to my utmost glee, she says "if the authority ask, we could always say we're going to help them make satay.." Like, totally, your joke is amusing. Kelakar betul Nenek aku nie. All of these suggestion won't even exist if Johor wasn't full of crimes. I mean, what is wrong with these people? Ever so often, for the past few days, we've been reading news regarding attacks happening at Johor. Totally not a safe zone. If they think, all Singaporeans, are rich, then i would whole heartedly agree, there is something seriously wrong with their mind set. HAven't you all ever wonder, why they do all this shit things to their own people. (i do tend to wonder alot) Yes, true, we might be of different nationalities, but we're of the same race. Apparently, that doesn't seems to count for SOMETHING. I mean, if they were to attack a chinese, for example, maybe there's an understanding that there's some racial discrimination, right? Of course, im not wishing for them to go funfair-ing and attack Singaporean chinese. Its totally wrong. People here are all saying, drugs is the root of these problems. So desperate for money. Are they having a social breakdown? Seriously. Thus, we shall forever be paranoid while we're crossing borders to Malaysia. Constantly watch your back while in Johor and be more alert. Which, i have to say totally is difficult, knowing my countrymen, we're all so kiasu and kanchiong that we would be sooo INTO our shopping, complacent that we ignore the on goings, signs, the suspicious people around us. Next post, i shall be talking about the topic; Dependency. i made a move at 9:59 PM Tuesday, January 16, 2007 Undeserving of your sympathyCause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did :::::::::::::: Another day, another rainy sunny day that i went through. Please, spare me the grumble of how contradicting im being. Ahh, apparently, today is a one night only. Woke up extremely early, for God bless some reasons. No, reason. Singular. That is ; It's bloody Golden Globe todayy. I didnt get to finish the whole thing. Had to rush off to meet Bai. Late yet again, 5 minutes late. Im sorry for being the Queen of Lateness. That's just the hard job of being, well, Me. Off to the cinema to catch Blood Diamond, again. Oh stop your internal sayings of how waste of money it is. People tend to do that sometimes, catch the same movie twice. Why am i being defensive? Don't question my motives, i don't like it, much. I've got complimentary passes, that's why i took the time to watch it again. What's next? Babel? Snowcake? :::::::::::: When i got home, i crash in my clothes. After the wonderful slumber, i woke up and made myself a cup of tea. Hold on to your thoughts! Yes, aidah made tea. I think im addicted to tea, now. No idea what happen to coffee. As i was sipping my tea, like how people sip wine, i played with the teabag. And i wonder, i've always wonder, how much liquid can the teabag, or tea powder for that matter absorbed? And just to check it out, i squeeze the teabag dry. And the liquid falls onto my hand before it sensually drips bit my bit into the sink. Imagine now, that it's blood. Ha! Then, i wonder again, is the sheet holding the powder, paper? If it's water resistant, how so? So i tore it apart. And let the clumpy teapowder falls on my palm. Soft, wet. And i thought, "Black. How does it taste?" So i took a bit on my finger and my tongue darts out to taste. Tasteless. How so? Has all the bitterness, sweetness and whatever tea is supposed to taste like, has it all been dissolved in the water? Does it lost all taste the moment the bag dips into hot water? Thus, i've deduced, teabag is something worth being fascinated about. Don't say im weird. People look weird when they're curious. I bet Isacc Newton gives the impression of a freak before he came out with Newtons Law of Motion, i bet people thought Albert Einstein as an obsessive mutant before he was able to prove them wrong by coming up with that fantastic question. I'm not saying i would be able to come up with anything. Fascination isn't a crime. It just has boundaries. :::::::::::::::::: Logically, not everyone can be wonderful. -Golden Globe. ::::::::::::::::: Kyra's dress is so wonderfully beautiful. So is Jennifer Love Hewitt i made a move at 9:42 PM Friday, January 12, 2007 Bring me a satellite tv next time, i want to see baywatch. -Blood Diamond. ::::::::::::::::::: What are the chances of your house getting a wrong number every week? Well, mine happens so often i find it very amusing and at the same time irritating. Once, i've prank this person who keeps calling my house. He called the day before and i say wrong number. The next day, it repeats. Few hours later he called again and i said "Hello, suicide helpline. How can i help you with death?" "Oh, sorry wrong number." says this wrong person guy. "Sure, call again later." And today, this man calls and syirah answered. So having this super blur face, i took the receiver from her and this is my convo. Aidah; "hello, who is this?" unknown; "hello, siape nie?" A; *wth? idiot* "Uhh, nie orang ahh.." U; "Tau lah nie orang siape nie?" A; "Tau ehh? good good." U; "ahh i got this msg from.." A; "ADAM NIE KAU EHH? fucking hell, man not funny!" U; "huh? siape? anyway, i got this sms from you. i dont know who you are.." A; "i dont know you too." U; "i've been trying to call this number since morning im very busy at work." A; "Oh for the love of God, cut the crap, wait a minute, if i send you a msg, you would get my hp number not my home number. Idiot!" U; "Ah tuu lahh aku tk tau. i call but it keep engage" A; "Ahh, you must be dreaming" U; "I'm dreaming, no wait.. who are you? your name? why you send me sms?" A; "THEN GO FIGURE THE MYSTERY YOURSELF!" *slams the phone down.* I like sia, i keep hoping he calls again. Then he has another thing coming. Some con-men are just purely nitwit. I supposed among my family i cn be very creative in pranking wrong callers. My mother's usual line wld be "Pasir Ris Police Station." which i am sure she could be charged for impersonation. I prefer; "Hello, suicide helpline.." "McDonalds delivery, can i have your order?" "Institute of Mental Health. Visiting hours are from blah blah blah" Of course, when the phone rings, i kept quiet and when i heard an unfamiliar voice asking for sipulan sipulan den i drop in those favourites of mine. When i say Institute of Mental Health, all gabra zebra, arnab sia! Then they would hastily say "sorry sorry. wrong number." See how the table turns? Yea, aidah likes. i made a move at 11:44 PM Tuesday, January 09, 2007 Sometimes I wonder If God would forgive us for the things we've done. Then i look around and realised, God left this place a long time ago. :::::::::::: Vaguely i remember that phrase by Danny Archer (Leonardo Dicaprio) in the movie Blood Diamond. It's a movie regarding the conflicts in Sierra Leone in the year i was born. Apparently, warlords, mined illegal diamonds to finance the war in order to overthrow the Government. The Revolutionary United Front, R.U.F, is brutal, ruthless and may God bless them, inhumane. From research i've done on the net, this military army is funded by Liberia where illegal diamonds are being smuggled too. Not trying to dug up old histories, incase and Sierra Leoneons is reading what i wrote. But the history regarding conflict diamonds also known as blood diamonds fascinates me. Again, don't get me wrong there, i do not get my fascination from people's misery, fear, and certainly death. Therefore, note to Farz, i am not a sadist as you are so intent on believing. Believe it or not, people realise something about life from stuff they would never imagine they could. Prayers, the Azan, music, real life account and in my case, movies. Although i was deeply shocked by what happened in Lebanon last year. Im digressing, yet again. Blood Diamond has made me open my eyes to things I do not even know exist. In Africa, children held guns, here, we hold pens, harmless as they are. There, children kill, to survive, kill in fear, here, we study, straining our brains, and demand things people in Africa, Afghanistan and any war torn country consider luxury. We whine, when we sleep for only 4 hours, we complained when the queue is too long. We get grumpy from lack of food. I am guilty of those and so are you, don't hide behind the curtains. Ahh yes so, this movie yarr, in the beginning the RUF raided villages, they shoot like its a fun fair and if you kill the maximum amount of number you get a free teddy. Sick? I bet. Take note of how disturbed my mind can get. Yes well, it also shows the RUF asking "long sleeve, or short sleeve?" Not, they do not transform from soldiers to tailor. They're merely asking how you would like your hands chopped off. Hell, this movie is rated NC 16 for a reason, man. 12 years old are not advised to watch. What was most appalling is the child soldier. I've mention about them already. They're drugged, brain-washed and stuff. Then again, this is so Hitler. From my research, i've found out that the RUF really did those mass amputation of hands. Prevention of voting for the government. So, now, navigate those mouse of yours, do the necessary clicking, and check out Blood Diamond synopsis on GV. Basically to me, Solomon Vandy, is the beating point of this film. He gave life to it and Danny Archer adds life to the drama. Solomon is like the heart of it. Yeah. The movie is great, it's a must watch and i give it 4/5 for great visual effects, brilliant story line, drama and emotions. (I am capable of emotions). The sounds of gunshots, bombs, are all so real and as if you are there itself. And the fear of the villages, i thought i could feel it. Ahh you're probably thinking "spare me the drama, aidah" I'll give a 3.5/5 of sheer horror of the brutality in the film. Nonetheless, Sierra Leone is now peaceful, when uhh Britain and what is the other country again? Well yeah, they intervened and stopped the conflict in 2001/2002. Man the girl does her homework. The Kimberly Treaty was signed to ensure no import of blood diamonds and that all diamonds are from comflict free zone. Currently, if i am not wrong 71 countries who are in big major diamonds industries are into legally imported diamons, from LEGAL mine. If i am not wrong in the statistics. Oh yes, this film is for those girls who thinks diamonds are a girls best friend. Next time when you think of getting a diamond, think of those who died from it. Yeah? Something to sleep on. Don't worry, my future husband is not about to go bankrupt, i was never into diamonds and don't really understand the beauty of it. Whoever is my husband to be, you better thank your lucky stars because to me diamond is only hardest stone yeah. As Kanye West said, "People lose hands, legs, arms, fo' real Little was known on Sierra Leone And how it connect to the diamonds we own" i made a move at 10:25 PM Sunday, January 07, 2007 Failing, falling, lost in forever Will I find a way to keep it together? Am I strong enough to last through the weather in the hurricane of my life? :::::::::::::::::::::: This blog has been void of any post for the past couple of days. I supposed that is to be expected, seeing as how the likes of my life isn't exactly one would call exhilarating, now would it? Well, atleast anyway, this particular Sunday, the 7th, my day was shall i say, more sparkling? Haha. Well, we had some sort of family gathering (for the lack of better word) at Kak Nisa's house. It is some kind of majlis, which i happen to dub it as family gathering, it sounds much more appealling, see? Yeah, so at 1pm, went out of the house. Took 39 to Yishun then changed to 856. It was a long journey, not as long as compared to Vivo but still long nonetheless. Anyway, saw my cousin Aidah being a peeping Tom at the kitchen. So we sat around. They helped around. While i sit around and watch. Was quite lost as to how to help them, seeing as how there were wuite a few people there. So, then, after all the obligatory prayers and stuffs were done, and they finished eating, syirah, aidah and i went to the kitchen to help around. Rewang, as they call it. Was quite fun, as Kak Siti kept urging us to hurry with the dishes so we could escape the kitchen. After it all were done around uhh 20 minutes later, all of us made a beeline for the door. Blah Blah Blah, after eating, sat the mat at the void deck and start talking about stuffs. Chey, feeling kampung ya see. The anak dara-s are having a very private conversation. Well, shared alot of stuffs and all. Was being teased cause i sat beside Zakk? Very funny you people, i like your joke. I think, the adults happened to realise that we kept going in and out of the house with a plate full of junk foods. Donuts, curry puff sardined, drinks, uhh corktail. As usual as we're having fun, we all had to go. Thus, that was the end of a day at Sembawang. And, now i am anxiously waiting for tmr. i made a move at 9:11 PM Wednesday, January 03, 2007 If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see you can find out firsthand what it's like to be me ::::::::::::: Oh, bugger, how could it slip my mind. In my 1st Jan entry, i had forgotten to mention; Happy Birthday to my beloved Father. Happy Birthday to my dearest friend Ain. 16 16, is not a bad age to be. Jan 2nd; Mission; Eat to your hearts desire. Once in a lifetime opputunity. Quote and unquote from Adam; Aidah lives to eat, not eat to lives. Meet up with Ain and Shah to celebrate Ain's brithday. And Haider was supposed to come. But he can't. Tkpe lah, tidur satu hari gerek eh? Haha. Well, then ain treated us at Swensens. Birthday girl belanje eh? Terima Kasih byk2. And we three took such a long time to decide what to buy. The ice cream was all so tempting that we keep changing our minds. Like every other ordering, i had to do the ordering, which seriously i didnt mind. Ha, the funny part was Shah's cutlery problem again. Of yeah, the ice cream was super nice. Steak with ice cream. Heavenly. After that, lost and clueless, tawaf around Whitesands. Had to endure their "Whitesands boring sehh". Tkpe nvm. Then, crash at Delifrance. Watch ain work. Haha. Funny. And ain has seen it as a mission to provide us with drinks to occupy our time. Hot chocolate. Sandwich and chicken soup. Not taking into account the food we ate before. Imagine that, from Swensens to Delifrance in less than an hour. I was full. Jan 3rd; First day of school. I thought so. I woke up at 6.10. Like i'm going to school. Yes, i did went to a primary school, to send my brother. Then yaya papaya went inside and seat down. I have come to realised this primary school kids are quite vain. I caught a drift of a students (mentang2 lah aku dah tk student) conversation with a friend. "Oh, my mother bought me a Billabong bag. What she buy for you?" Classic broken. I thought; "So vain. So what?" So left at 7.15. Miss the bus. was late meeting shah and bai. 7.45 met them. Sat and ate our breakfast opposite my secondary school. While watching the on goings in the school. And i said; "The way we watch this school, like we're spying on it, planning to bomb it" Then at 9.40 met ain and ifah. Went inside the school. Feel so goddamn funny that i am not in my uniform. Oh yeah anyway in the bus, there were quite a handful of commuters. My God, looking at them makes my blood crawl. They seem fucking monotonic. Zombified. If they stand, it will be straight back. One hand holding a briefcase or whatever bag they take to work. Handphone dangling from their neck. Ear plug in their ears. And they never seem to smile. All they do is frown. They look so stress. Picture perfect? The clothes are all nicely pressed. Nice polish shoes. Make up, to cover the flaws on their faces. Every acne, every meteor attack is covered with foundation. The men? I do not exactly know what they do to their face. I wish i don't grow up like them. They only indication they're alive is their fluttering eyelids, occasional yawns, and if you stand jammed packed like a sardine in the bus you might even feel their breath. i made a move at 8:32 PM Monday, January 01, 2007 I'm at your window I can't get in though I stand here dying Well I'll die trying :::::::::::::::: Another year has passed. 2006 held many fond memories, and of course when there's good, there's bad. Basically highlighted, the bad ones would be those fights i had in school. I am so sorry to Mai, Huda and Sai for shouting at you all. To Bai too. Mock exams, INFOCUS which was clearly way out of focus for me. The good one would be all the bestest times with my friends. Ain, Shah, Bai, Farz. the 4e2s, 4e5s, the 4e3s. Of course, there's no need to mention 4e4 2006 is the BEST. Grad Night. None of us would ever forget that. Hmm, Mass Run 2006 which was superb fun! It was bloody fantastic last year. What more? Oh Racial Harmony of course. National Day. Resolution. My new year resolution is not to make a new year resolution. Which most of the time lay forgotten before even half the year has passed. Resolutions has out grown me. Seriously. I wonder what 2007 would bring. Haha. Looking forward to next year, not including O Levels results. Certainly not that. i made a move at 9:18 PM
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