AidahBurne
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Wednesday, February 28, 2007
You talk, you die. Somehow, that statement, irks me to no end. Damn. Anyway, got a called yesterday by an Australian lady, working for the Halal Brain Booster of whatever shit it was. I have to admit it was one damn funny conversation. Alright, so she asked for my name so she 'can address me properly.' so i gave her my name, aidah. and she spelled it. so okayy. and she started to bloody ramble about this brain booster. and she asked for my age. so i said 17 (arhem), and she goes 'oh you're studying' but her accent makes it difficult for me to listen and was like, 'huh? sorry didn't catch that.' and then she asked confirmation for my address. and then the damn weird part begans. i think as this point of time, i thought her as idiotic and she thought me as idiotic. Ha! Australian Lady; 'Your first name is A-I-D-A-H'? Me; Yeah. A.L; 'Can i have your last name please? Me; *i went silent. stumped most likely* 'erh, i don't have a last name' A.L; *she too went exceptionally quiet* 'Your family name' Me; i know what a last name is, lady. i just dont have one! 'Okayy. we don't have a family name. i use my father's name. if you want its BAKAR.' Aidah Burn. A.L; 'So it's Aidah Bakar?' Me; 'Yes, correct' and then suddenly she was talking about sending the stuff to my house and so i went hysterical. 'wait! i never agree to buy!' and to top it off, she still insist i buy., and repeat the advantages about the stuff. how it helps to handle stress and all. in my mind 'excuse me, i think i know how to handle stress. i was stressed for half of last year. i walk out of it unscathed. cool it, aussie' and she insist and insist. and i insist right back. so then desperate time calls for desprate measure. so, i went into hyper 'lie-on-your-feet-mode'. i think i'm blessed with coming up with last quick minute lie. i can think up of all reasons and lie to get myself out of trouble. But for the love of God, i can't bloody lie! Help help help. so is that a good thing or a bad thing? Okay, i think some people who are real close to me knows when im lying. im not going to tell how to look for the signs. but, it's usually preety easy to know if im lying, i burst out laughing. i shall give a real life example. so back to my story, i lied to her saying i have financial problems and how i dont think my family needs this stuff. tut tut tut. ::::::::::::::: A week ago, while i was on my way to buy Berita Harian with izzul, Izzul ran on the rough ground and fell. he scraped his knees and his chin was bleeding. so i plastered it up. after that, my family and i went out. when i got back home, syimir started his painting project. i took a brush and began to apply 'bruises' to izzul's ankle. it was a realistic blue black. so when my dad returned home, i went to him and "Abah, izzul's ankle is blue black.' and syirah and syimir chime in, so the hubbub became a commotion. and my dad went into panic mood seeing his little prince so terribly injured. *cough* and as he was busy inspecting izzul's bruise, i was busy trying to stifle my laughter. i failed. drastically. it erupted into a full blown laughter. haha. can't lie to safe my life. ::::::::::::::: where did i go wrong? Have you turned the pages of the newspaper recently. the world is big about being Green. Oscar was about being green too. Remember when leonardo came up with this guy america didnt voted on? Then, Straits Times has this page about what world leaders have in their contribution to making a world a safe place or something. Preety cool. Now, what have we done here in Singapore? Well, not to worry, i think my country is doing and playing some sort of role in this right? But, what do we average citizent do? Hmm? I dont think we erh, recycled, reuse and reduce as much as we're supposed to do. I mean, i admit i don't. I have no idea what happened to the old newspaper. Really, maybe my dad or grandfather sold it to the rag and bone man. and look at the beach man. it just screams POLLUTION. and to think we saw a eurasion family there, swimming. most of us were like, "Buat malu singapore jer!", 'there's nothing here in singapore!', 'imagine if they're from california, paiseh' we should save electricity, yeah? i am guilty of wasting electricity. Im sorry, i really am guilty. i spend 4 hours on my computer doing nothing but watching tv series. and at the same time, my brother's infront of the television, watching DisneyChannel. My sister is on the OTHER television watching Channel 5. My grandfather is at the living room watching soccer at another television. yes, my house's full of television. we never grew bored. haha. i think, it a good form of 'exercise' running from one tv to another, catching up on snippets of programmes different family members are watching. haha. im joking, you know i am. I'm digital tech-savvvy kid. Low carbon emission yeah, from now on. Go people, save the world! :::::::::::::::: I am in no mood to talk about socially responsible. my tv show just reload again. man, sucks my blood. it's beginning to boil. i shall wait. it's only 10.40 pm. ::::::::::::::: oh, to my dearest dearest cousin, Kak Nisa, Happy Birthday. I know, it's not Feb 29. But, 28 would do, right?! How old are you? 4? 5? haha. Same age as Rifa! cool kan. Anyway, Happy 19 Birthday. Next time i'll hear from you its 'ain, i have an invitation for you. You are cordially invited to my WEDDING'. Yeah, rewang. haha. my cousin aidah, kita basuh pinggan pat dapur lagi. well, next year there's Feb 29, we shall all celebrate your birthday, your special birthday that comes only once every 4 year. So cool. atleast, while people grow old, you;re still young. :::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH. 7 minutes to Midnight. i made a move at 10:46 PM Tuesday, February 27, 2007 You do not choose your destiny. Destiny chooses you. -Heroes. ::::::::::::::::::: Oh, well, what am i supposed to blog about? Straight up, then, OSCAR or also known as the Annual Academy Award. But dang, should have catch BAFTA live too. I was glued to my seat for the first two hours and after that, every advertisement, i was either, eating or doing household chores. A sight to behold, me running around the house like a maniac. truly, not lying. When the advert came on air, i started vacumming the house, when oscar returns, i stopped and dropped onto my chair. However, i regret to say, it was a rather boring affair. Even the red carpet was dull! Imagine. The dress are all rather, uhh typical. But i thought Penelope's dress was kind hot, as in hot, menyemak get it? It was especially funny, when she tries to prevent it from being vacummed by Ellen. Ha! Gwyneth Paltrow was looking dashing. Oh, and i saw Mark Wahlberg, he was hot. Cute?. I like what Ellen says about leonardo 'hi, leo. i have no joke for you. just thought the ladies might want to see you for a sec'. oh and when jack black goes, 'leo! don't think you can date super models and win an award too!' Dull, boring but the jokes kind of liven up the situation a bit. I honestly laugh, out loud mind you, when ellen goes up to east clintwood and ask if she can take a picture with him. Bloody hilarious. and to steven spielberg, 'you might want to make it even on both sides.' Butt joke for his directing skills. And i was shouting when Helen Mirren won. Whooping when Martin Scorcese's name was announced and doing a jingle with a song 'i'm right, i'm right, forest whitaker won.' Should have made a bet. That'll be a good way to earn some cash. Oh, and Abigail from Little Miss Sunshine was smiling even though she lost to Jennifer Hudson, preety cool. I like. Oh and i like Jaden Smith! Maybe someday, i'll go and catch Pursuit of Happiness, god knows i need it. :::::::::::::::::: ahh, well, i guess i should be getting back to my Heroes. I love the T.V series, Heroes. Addicted, obsessed with it. Hiro Nakamura is just cute. And Peter Petrelli. Isaac Mendez is just hot. And Nathan Petrelli, he just has a certain charm. Well, i apologise if you haven't any clue as to what im talking about. I can't wait for March, can't wait to watch Hikmah 2. Arman handsome. Who agrees, raise up your hand? oh anyway, my sister send me this sms two days back; 'Describe me in one word. Just one.' So, describe me, my fellow readers. Tag, alright? ::::::::::::::::: Hate is strong word, but i really really really don't like you. :::::::::::::::: I watched Firewall today. and as i listened to Paul Bettany's english accent, i had a flashback. When Bai was at my house, somebody called me. actually, i was pranking someone. and i totally didn't expect for that person to call me, right. and i told bai, 'kayy, lets pretend, i am from england and waiting to be picked up at the airport.' and before i could even sms this person to 'pick me up, at the airport, i've just arrived in Singapore' this person has already called me. so, lucky me i could think of a quick lie. Bai was laughing and i was left at my own devices. so, apparently my plan backfired, and when i put down the phone i was like "i don't even have a British accent!". ahh, well that earned another round of laughter from Bai. Nvm, next time my plan WOULD NOT backfired. It's nt everday my plan backfired, it's nice to learn something new sometimes. oh, i like this phrase, 'i don't hate you, *insert name here*, i just don't care about you.' ::::::::::::::::::: Oh well, i guess i shall be talking about the not socially responsible person in my next entry. and also about how the world is going GREEN. ::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:58 PM Sunday, February 25, 2007 Cause these scars run so deep, It's been hard, But I have to believe in me. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Woah, i have a massive headache. I've taken to Panadols and i guess since i refused to land in bed at this ungodly hour, the headache just persists. I mean who sleeps at 8.45? Bear with me as i try to gather my thoughts at place them in accordance to date. Alright lets see, last friday, i visited the hospital. Man, i thought i can go in to the physchologist room and you know, experience first hand what exactly goes on in the room. I mean in the movie they're alway seems to be talking. The doctor and the patient. But damn, the phsychologist says, she'll talk to the patient first, and she ended up Not inviting me in. Damn damn damn. There goes my 'experience'. Nonetheless, i sat at the waiting room listening to my ipod for an hour plus while waiting for the session to be over. Oh, and by the way, i have this weird look of utter confusion and amusement gracing my features upon seeing this one doctor. I believe the doctor has to be a physchologist or a whatever, but my God, she has a horrific sense of fashion. She wears a brown turtle neck with a long skirt with red floral printing on a black background. Over the turtle neck, she wears a black coat, you know the kind of thing lawyers wear. Shall i mention what kind of shoe she wear? I think i sall spare you the mind scarred detail. Anyway, her hair has brown highlights, which i think was weirdly done. To top it all off, she has square jaws and she wears ROUND spectacles. Whatever happened to looking smart?! She walks with a hunch, and if you add 10 kg to her you can hear a "thud thud thud" as she walks. Please imagine all this. The picture is laughable. Someone i have a feeling of Deja Vu. It's Miss Mariane Wong all over again. Miss Fashion Disaster, as we students in TPSS calls her. Oh, correction, ex-students. I believe the current student still calls her that. Okay, so today, i woke up at this very shocking time. My first thought upon waking up, 'Bloody hell! 11 am, i've just wasted my day. Shit damn hades.' Alright, so ard 12 plus, Bai came. and after she finished helping my sister, we sat outside and talk about erh problems. Loads of things. Then round 5.30 made our way to Loyang Point. Sat at Mac, at had a very very late lunch and a way too early dinner. I want to try the Bagel with Omellete, man. Suppose, i buy that tmr while watching Oscar. Oh, tmr's the 79th Annual Academy Awards. It's bloody Oscar. So damn cool! Really looking forward to it. I hope unlike the Golden Globe, there will be a red carpet tmr. And to think, i skipped school during Sec 1 or was it 2? to watch Oscar. Well, that was the life. People play truant to hang out at someplace with their friends, or watch movie, or play arcade, here i am skipping school for the inane of reasons. Okay, kids who are reading this, please do not follow in my footsteps. I skip school, fake having stomachahe to finish my Harry Potter and The Order of Phoenix when i was in sec 1. I despise school when i was 13. Skip school to watch Oscar or maybe it was Golden Globe. erm, right that is all i remember, that has got to be all. Seriously. However, i am proud to say, i despise not having to come to school when i was in sec 2. Dah bertaubat lah katekan. I came to school even while im sick. Haha. Socially not responsible. Oh, by the way, i shall be talking about being socially responsible and how some people just too daft about it. So stay tune, yeah. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:06 PM Wednesday, February 21, 2007 Ini perjalanan aku, buat sementara, mengejar mimpi. ::::::::::::::::::::::::: Okay, don't ask me why i have a malay writing in the previous post and why it appears again now. If you hold your silence, you'll get your reward. So, yes, today was the day where Hexparleigh gather once more. We had a picnic at Pasir Ris Park. After confirming their location, i took my bike and ride all the way to Pasir Ris Park, at 11.40 no less. The heat was thankfully bearable. When we entered the park right, it was quite, peaceful. Tranquil. I adore this kind of atmosphere. Well, seeing as i am a little unpredictable, i could adore it for this moment, and abhor it the next. Anyway, we felt as though the park belongs to us. And Huda was amused seeing Ain and Shah riding my bike. Kelakar ehh? Haha. Then, we wanted to settle down to have our picnic but God, we couldn't find a clean, nice, shady spot to settle in. So we walk and walk and walk. With one person riding a bike. Then we had to settle down cause everyone's so thirsty. Then all of a sudden, Sai turned around with my bike that she was riding and said "couple making out. wearing black." and then we simultaneously, craned our neck to see the "black couple". Howevere, we settle two bench away from the couple cause we're all so damn thirsty. As it so happens, we save the rest of the visitors by driving away the couple. Cool eh? All because of us and a bottle of 1.5 Pepsi, a couple so deeply 'in-love' and flaunting their affection for one another had to hunt for another 'sex room'. "Eh orang memotek tu sampai lari haha!" says, shah. My God, bangga nye aku! I've always say, public affection had to be made illegal. Ish. Bai, kau igt tk kite pat Bedok Reservoir, dua orang tu can't seems to keep their hands of each other. That one worse sia, do it infront of me, for HOURS, yes hours. Dari aku dtg sampai aku balik, masih tk selesai homework drg. Might, i add, in school uniform. Probably doing their "Practical guide to Biology Practical Course" Okay, so eventually we did find a place. And we lay the mat, dump all the food. I am the CHAPERONE. So then, we indulge in all the sinful thing we could thing off. From gossips, to eating junk food. Eyy, gossip pun mengenai orang yang ada kena mengena sewaktu dgn kita. Truth or Dare was hilarious. I was grossly cross-examined. I understand we're each entitled to one question for the person who wants truth. However, when i said 'truth'. Saihah fired 4 questions all in one go. M16 pun kalah. Fully loaded. Some questions are pure idiotic like, 'To which extend do yo fantasized about him?' 'Have you ever fantasized about him? How?' 'Is it stupid telling a guy how you feel about him?' 'Macam mane lah kau boleh sanggup teraccept lelaki tu?' And so on. Then we posed, like crazy. Shah panjat pokok kelapa. Haha. And me and sai caught fishes in the sea. Preety easy actually, there are schools of them. No idea at all what the hell is the fish we caught. and, we got lost in pasir ris park. Imagine. Huda wanted to walk through Tampines Park Connector and most wanted to walk the way we came. Then while halfway through the connector, ain came back "eh, nie dead end, die pergi Bedok Connector'. we're like hysterical. as we're being roasted alive out there with or without umbrella. Nasib aku and sai bwk payung, protected jugak krg. and of all things, I asked a Bangla worker for directions. IMAGINE that! baik jugak bangla tu, nk tunjuk kita jln keluar. so, most of the time we're like hikers, travellers whatever whatnot you want to call us. Singing, laughing, talking. "Eh kesian, orang gi skolah, kite kat sini sesat dlm park" :::::::::::::::::::: "Oi orang muda!" - President of Metrofulus. "Yer orang tua?"- cicakman. "Apa semua ini!!"- President. "Ni semua apa?"-cicakman. :::::::::::::::::::::::::: Ohh, i came up with this. "Fueled by rage and betrayal, like the grim reaper driven by the prospect of death, she went. Out of her mind and seething with contempt" Had helped from James Patterson of course and his character Nora Sinclair. ::::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:48 PM Monday, February 19, 2007 Perjuangan. Mestinya jangan di pandang sia-sia. Biar diri siapakah engkau, Jadi teka-teki yang memberi erti, Kesal secebis. ::::::::::::::::::::::::: Somehow, i despise holidays like this. One might say that im in a holiday every single day, since school's over. However, when it's public holiday, when your mother's at home, you expect something to happen right? Like going out together as a family. Cause usually, i'll go out with my friends. But, i really like going out with my family. I like family outings. It's cool, whether it's with my cousins, aunts and uncles or just simply mum, dad and siblings. However, due to CNY, most of the places are closed right. Therefore, our destinations is somehow limited. Anyway, today, it was truly spontaneous. I was lying in bed reading when suddenly my mum announced, 'Kakak, siap. Sekejap lagi abah balik kita nk keluar tau.' 'Where to?' 'Ntah, keluar jer.' Okay, so i got dressed. Then my dad says, we're going marine parade, east coast park. 'In the rain? Sane ada aper, ahh?' So i found out, that my dad's cousins are having a picnic there. So we went there, in the rain. Damn, so tempted to swim in the beach. I like swimming in the rain. It's oh-so-cool. But, i didn't of course. After that, went to downtown east, bought Satay and McCafe. Savour my whip cream. Oh, delicious. If anyone were to ever ask me, 'would you eat without worrying?' My answer would definitely be a resounding; 'yeah. fast food fast die, might as well eat everything i want' Okayy, that's not true. I would say yes. I would, the dying not included. Well, i hope tomorrow, it won't rain. Then i would have a wider scope of choice as to what i can waste my time at. I really can't wait for Wednesday. Damn, my dad says i can't swim at the beach. Only when there's adult supervision. Apparently he doesn't trust the currents. But, we're going to sabo someone right? We're getting wet! I shall resort to sitting not so quietly and main air laut. Oh, Da Vinci Code is damn great. Book is better but still, it's a good show. I love Dan Brown. And i love Ron Howard for making it alive! I love Silas. Those who agree with me, tag me! He has such a strong character, okay not in the sense of word but his past is ever so tragic. Imagine you father hating you because you're born an albino. Perhaps killing his father is justified? I've watched; Son of the Mask, Supercross, Da Vinci Code, X-Men; The Last Stand, Tentang Bulan, Cicakman all in one week. In the space of a month this includes; The Departed, Yours mine and ours, dorm, Harry Potter (don't ask which, all i presume) and many more hindustan. What a life. Movie marathoner is blogging right now. Oh, i have 369 post. 370 including this. I am trying to reach a certain number. Perhaps i'll blog everyday? And bore everyone to madness. ::::::::::::::::::::: HADIAUSN i made a move at 10:18 PM Friday, February 16, 2007 She rests at last beneath the starry skies. :::::::::::::::::::::::: Alright, i haven't been updating for the past uhh 4 days? Nothing to be surprised about considering i am void of any topic. The recent interest of the week is Valentine's Day, which obviously isn't something Nur Su'aidah will write about until a guy she loves comes into her life. At a point whereby i sincerly believe blog is a milestone of the past. Anyway, on the 14th, Bai came to my house to watch a movie. and to my utmost pleasure, she gave a box of chocolate. The same brand i recieved from Haider a week ago. So now i have to boxes of chocolate to finish. Haha. Awesome. I am a chocolate fanatic. Chocolate from Belgium. Ha. Okayy, please delete ideas that borders on me being a homosexual. They say Valentine's Day is a day of love. Although to me, if you want, love can be seen and it happens everyday. So anyway, it's not just a day for couples right? Haha, i can celebrate it with my brother or mother too, can't i? celebrate it with my best friend? Feel the love, spread the wealth. Aidah's motto of life. Chey! Why the hell am i talking about love? Sweet Lord, it's unbecoming of me. Anyway, on feb the 15 is of course Total Defence day. I remembered!! Even after i've completed school. I was sleeping at around 12 noon (i was having fever and rest is essential) when i heard the siren. I woke up feeling disorientated. It doesn't help that the day before i have just completed a novel about world war 2, Germany. I thought "ahh air raid.." then it dawned on me that THAT thought just doesn't make sense. I soon remembered the date, aha total defence! so i succumbed to my slumber once more knowing i was not in any imminent danger. today, i crashed in bed again. not sleeping, just finishing my another novel again. i think i might make a trip to library tomorrow. Somehow i wished i could crashed at the library. every book at my disposal. isn't that the coolest thing? then i wouldn't need to frequent the library that much right. it could be my second home now that school has been eliminated. Aah, i miss writing compositions. I used to write them in the hallways at the port of Hexparleigh. Or, having my ear plug in my ears, blasting songs and writing stories. Man, i still remember how aishah's pen "ran away from her". She spend the whole english infocus "catching her pen". She of course had no inspiration to write a story during the afternoon heat. So was i. But my motivation was, finish it today and tomorrow you'll be a free girl. Anyway, writing a story is a challenge i love to partake. Ahh well, i've just made video ezy 13.50 richer. 2 Dvd and one cd is how i intend to spend my weekend. What shall i do during Chinese New Year? Ahh well well well, surprise me. To anyone in the mood of festivities, Happy Chinese New Year! What year are we in? :::::::::::::::: I love anagrams. i made a move at 10:43 PM Monday, February 12, 2007  Upclose an personal. Haha, i took the pic so its focused on me.  Our Car. World of Trajet. Where i spend most of my 6 hours journey.  Before being officially attacked by honey and bees.  Presenting, the two cute guys to ever crossed my path. Izzul and Reza.  Tired, but still looking good. (if you have an opinion, simpan dalam hati.) okayy, i'm having trouble trying to come up with a suitable introduction for this post. for a lack of better statement, i am at a loss for words, possibly. Yesterday, Sunday 02/11 was the anticipated trip to Malacca. I was roused early in the morning for the trip, 5.15 am and around 7 plus, the whole four contigents of cars depart from Jurong heading to Tuas Checkpoint. So i am going to jump straight into the problem there at Malaysia. Well, i tried, believe i did try not to make any comparison between Malaysia and Singapore. And i meant it in all aspect; customer service, maintainance, greenery et cetera. However, i guess, it failed me somehow, you can't blame me, although i do keep most of my opinion to myself (some might find this hard to believe), my uncles didn't. okayy, firstly the entrance ticket to famosa water world was can i say, pure idiotic. mankind do not take kindly to being force, but no, they insist we buy a ticket including lunch which cost RM 40. The food is not even decently nice to begin with. Justify this, a plate of chicken rice with a can drink that cost RM 12. so what happened to customer service, everywhere i go, people serves us without a smile but with a frown. and they have a visit malaysia campaign? who wants to go there when we're met with coldness? Good God!! im not trying to criticise Malaysia lah dehh, but it's a fact that cannot be deny. one good thing was that people at the Plaza Tol along the 2nd Link are quite friendly. They say 'hi' 'bye' 'have a safe journey' atleast something. Oh, at the plaza, there's this sign "jurutol anda" followed by the name. and to my amusement, most of the time the name of my friends seems to come out. "baizura" so i said, bai's twin. "norhayati" "nadiah" "rizuan" and can't remember what. anyway, i visit Bee's musuem and was happily trying all the honey they had on sample. i am totally in love with the "cuka apple madu" or something. unfortunately, it cost a huge hole to appear in your pocket. then went to ride 'go-cart' i swear to the good heavens above, i will never again in my entire life, in a million years drive a car or any machine with four wheels and an engine! believe you me, i was involve in an accident. one, that caused me to be traumatise and "phobia" according to my sister. here's the deal, i was driving the go-cart, looking pale and deathly, as my father says, and when i turn a bend, my cousin, abg rushdi, had skidded and i was at quite a speed and i slammed into him. he was not affected, albeit shocked for a few seconds. i slammed right, so my helmet which i must say was not even fulfilling its purpose flung off my head and landed a few metres away. lucky me, my spectacles remain intact. my ankle throb and my back, kidney region is swelling due to the impact of being thrown back. Went to clinic and told an x-ray wasn't necessary, wth? i can't even sleep flat on my back. ah anyway, my ever so tragic 'accident' wasn't caught on video. saddening. atleast when i grow up and if i were to ever be cross examined by my future children and grandchildren as to the reason why i am void of any driving license i have proo to show that i was way too traumatisedto even sit behind wheels. if it's a video game, i won't mind. okay, so the kereta lembu was to me enslavement. i did ride,one time only. i don't have the heart (yes, i do have one) to be in the merry gang of 'torturing' the poor beast. pity it really. and izzul was like "eew busuk. tk mandi. tk shampoo' in his cute voice. and syirah even took a picture of cow's dung. haha, i shall upload it, if i find it. yeah, so reached home at around 10.30 i should think. and today was visit to clinic. syirah suffocated in the middle of the night, asthma attack. ish3. i had to check my swelling muscle. :::::::::::::: anyway, alhamdullilah,i had applied JAE for all the courses. listed everything to Bai and i think she was shocked to know i had banking and financial as one of them. No matter, it's the uhh 8th choice? haha, i had run out of interesting courses. i had to apply today before i change my mind yet again to the order of choices. haha. makes me stress. and i hid my results slip, cause i hate seeing the not so satisfying bio marks. my lucky number 13. ::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:55 PM Friday, February 09, 2007 I am in an extreme state of confusion and shocked and disappointed yet thankful. Now, am i making any sort of sense to anyone out there? The first think that crossed my mind upon waking up was "ahh damn freaking hell. Friday. Results!" So then met up with shah at 12.15. then met up with the rest of the group. Ohh everyone looks different. tame or wild? haha. went to McDonalds. my double cheeseburger didnt taste like double cheeseburger at ALL. nerves is intefering with my taste bud. i think i just did a record for myself, never before have i taken more that 10 minutes to finish consuming a double cheeseburger. sitting at the hall was pure hell? i felt like going to the toilet and vomitting. it wasn't a nice sensation, trust me. listening to Mr Neo's speech. it was like he was trying to promote ITE. and we all felt squirmish, who wouldn't be, right? Here you are a bundle of nerves and there is your principal merrily talking about ite being a college and tertiary education. ok so after all the formal JAE and top student, was the results. i died 12 death before it was my turn. lucky number 13? or not so lucky? believe what you may. mr hafiz asked me how i think i did. a question for which i was rendered speechless without an answer. ish ish ish. upon receiving my results, i stand still in the middle of the hall, took a minute to recover, went over to shah, told her just one subject result for which im sure she wasn't listening, then went to my grandmother and hug and cry helplessly on her. tut tut tut. tear stained dress. gave the results slip to my mum only be handed back to me cause she havent got a clue what the result slip was saying. ader juga macam gini. and she was disappointed that my JC results won't grant me entrance to Meridian. however, she was happy to know some classified information. So she resigned to fate that her eldest daughter is going to poly. Alhamdullilah, no need for me to have a shouting match over where i want to go. and i think im getting preety sick of explaining to my family members what L1R4 and R5 stands for. and im preety confuse over the courses that i am supposed to choose. 12 is a lot. i have 6 days to mull things over and make a decision that i won't regret for a lifetime. i hate life changing decisions. oh, hall was pure chaotic just now. Complete mayhem, according to ain. from orderly lines, to extreme disorganisation. ::::::::::::::::::::: so after the results hang around the school talking to teachers. Where is my cikgu Che Tom? We missed her loads, man. oh and mr sharil wasn't there. saddening to learn that he was on course. so then, went to mac and indulge ourselves on ice chocolate. oh btw, thanks Haider for the chocolate. haha, you said don't share, right? ain and shah wanted one, but not fated to eat it seems, chocolate melt. Aku sorang jer boleh makan, nanti lepas tu aku exercise, yeah? ::::::::::::::::::: there was birds on the loose in the bus. :::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 10:34 PM Thursday, February 08, 2007 So it's true my words are contrived I tell lies just to get into your mind I'm as fake as a widow's smile This mask of glass is what I choose to wear So I won't ever have the need to bear The total truth to anyone but me :::::::::::::::: Okkayy, so what are you all supposed to do within this time frame? Between now and tomorrow,2 in the afternoon? I don't think sleep will come as easily as you would like them to come. A necessity rob away from you due to sheer pressure of what you are afraid of. Damn it. Well, lets all try not to think about the uhh not so bright side of tomorrow. However, lets think about the friends we shall all be meeting. Dang, i can't wait to see my classmates. Really, i do. It seems weird to not see them as frequently as we do. We grow up together, learn together, get punish together, we spend two whole years together. Sweet Lord, two years is fast. No kidding matter. The transformation that would sure follow will no doubt be amusing and an interesting sight to behold. Imagine, all this time we're together, we're bound by school rules, now that we're free of school and it's bothersome rules, most will no doubt let their other side shine through. Okayy, so now my mind is back to tmr. It seems ridiculous man, that after all this, it will come to tmr. Ridiculous yet true. :::::::::::::: Well, i have a confession. I love man in uniform. Don't ask me why, okayy? Cause i don't think i would be able to answer it. I guess, when you see them in their uniform, military, police whatever, it gives an aura that just appeals to me They look smart. Different from when they put on their normal clothes. And mind you, i am not talking about boys in NCC and NPCC, although some of them look bloody smart in them. Wah, lets end the topic here lest i bore you to death. ::::::::::::::::::::: Right, so yesterday, my uncle from Australia came to visit. And he showed me his house. i had a clear sattelite view of his house. We used google map. And he told me that, apparently, many Government body arent exactly applauding Google for its awesome map. The reason being is that terrorist would be able to pinpoint accuracy using the map through GPS. I was fascinated, i sat up the whole night (pardon me, i had to exxagerate) Googling my house. Haha. And, i was amazed to know that in Australia, you're able to buy an item and if you don't like it, you're able to return it back to the shop within the span of a month. And if you don't like the present you received during christmas or your birthday you can even return it for something different. Cool ehh? And, workers there can go on strike if their council allowed. Imagine workers in Singapore does that. It's a sight to behold. You know, if im rambling right now, you really have got to understand that people expecially me, yes me, do that when they're in a state of stress. :::::::::::::::::::::::::: P.S; i bet you're all glad i switched back to English, ehh? ::::::::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 8:34 PM Monday, February 05, 2007 Aku telah dicabar oleh teman karibku untuk menulis catatanku hari ini dalam Bahasa Melayu baku. Idea/Cadangan yang pada fikiranku ini, tidak tulen langsung. Bukankah begitu, wahai para pembaca? Disini aku senaraikan peraturan-peraturan yang telah direka oleh Baidura. Walaupun apa yang dikatakan oleh Bai adalah dalam Bahasa Inggeris, aku telah diwajibkan untuk menukarnya ke bahasa ibunda jika aku ingin mendapat haidah lebih. Habuan yg akan aku tuntuti tidak kira masa,situasi ataupun cuaca. Panas terik, hujan rintik berserta guruh ataupun banjir, hadiah tetap hadiah. "Tulis satu catatan kamu dalam bahasa melayu baku. Tidak dibenarkan mengguna apa jenis perkataan gantian ataupun bahasa melayu pasar seperti "lah" dan "seh". Cuba bayangkan bahawa ini adalah kertas peperiksaan Cambridge. Kamu akan diberi 3 tajuk untuk dibicarakan ataupun kamu boleh memilih tajuk sendiri. Tidak dibenarkan membuat lebih dari 3 kesalahan ataupun habuan kamu akan di tarik balik. Walaubagaimana pun, jika kamu menggunakan satu perkataan yang indah/bagus dan mempunyai faktor "wow", salah satu kesilapan anda tidak akan diambil kira. Ifah akan menyemak catatan kamu. Memandangkan anda mendapat markah A1, anda tidak dibenarkan merujuk kamus atau meminta bantuan. Cabaran ini ditutup esok, 8 malam. Sekiranya kamu berjaya, kamu akan mendapat ais krim dan sebotol air coke." ::::::::::::::::: Oleh itu, anda semua sekarang dapat membaca catatan aku ini dalam Bahasa Melayu yang sudah lama aku tinggal kan. Walaupun aku bertutur dalam bahas melayu dengan datuk dan nenekku, berbual dan menulis dalam sesuatu bahasa amat jauh perbezaannya. Aku sudah pun diberi tiga tajuk, walaupun salah satu tajuk itu amat menarik, pada pendapatku, ia tidak sesuai untuk di tulis dalam bahasa melayu. Jikaku cuba untuk menulis tajuk itu dalam bahasa ini, aku pasti ia akan menjadi satu isu kesihatan mental. Percayalah cakap aku ini. Farzanah, Baidura bercadang untuk menyuruh kau, supaya menyemak kertas kerja aku ini. Itu tidak akan pernah terjadi dalam seumur hidupku, farz. Ada terlintas di benak fikiranku bahawa Farz akan cuba sedaya upayanya untuk melihat aku tumpas dalam cabaran ini. Justeru itu, aku tidak akan membenarkan diriku menjadi mangsa kejam seseorang. Baidura, jika kamu fikir kamu akan terlepas dari dicabar oleh aku, sila berfikir dua kali. Fikirkan nya dalam-dalam, ya sahabatku? Salah satu sebab aku menyahut cabaran ini ialah atas dasar maruah yang boleh tergadai. Apakah betul untuk seseorang sahabat untuk memanggil temannya sendiri seorang pengecut? Tidak munasabah apa bila anda melihat situasi dimana aku dipanggil pengecut. Hanya kerana aku tidak mahu menyahut cabarannya, aku digelar pengecut. Pada dasar itulah, aku akan membuktikan bahawa dia salah dari semua segi. Bahawa, aku mendapat A1 itu bukan kerana aku menyogok penyemak kertas ujian. Lagipun, dia berjanji dia tidak akan berkata apa-apa sekiranya aku memenangi cabaran ini, dia tidak akan memberi sembarang komen tentang markahku itu. Pantang anak melayu dicabar. Baiklah, ini tidak bagus, mengapalah aku membesar-besarkan melayu? Jangan salah faham aku tetap bangga menjadi anak watan melayu. Selesai sudah catatanku untuk diari siber ku hari ini. Aku hendak menyatakan bahawa sesiapa sahaja yang membaca catatan ini harus menanggung sendiri kesan-kesan sampingan. Jika anda mengalami ganguan mental, masalah tidak boleh tidur, mimpi-mimpi ngeri kerana membaca karya yang sangat teruk ini sila rujuk pada doktor famili anda. Aku tidak akan menanggung biaya rawatan. Jika anda mengalami serangan jantung, aku berdoa bahawa khidmat hospital sempat menyelamatkan nyawa anda. Jika anda fikir bahawa, murid-murid tidak harus membaca karya ini, saya mohon jangan pulaukan diari siberku ini kerana ia sama sekali tidak berdosa. Selesai. ::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH. i made a move at 9:35 PM Saturday, February 03, 2007 Stop the messing around boyBetter think of your futureBetter make some good plans boySaid every one of my teachers :::::::::::::::::: "When you die violently, the world goes formal." - LT Horatio Caine, MDPD CSI, Heat Wave. Such dark and cynical statement. somehow i love it. Or how about this? "I don't care if you die on the spot, you better die looking good." - Biggest Loser. Don't mind me, but i am someone who is well-known for volunterring details even if it's not warranted. Ha. i like details, it make things clearer. And i am well aware that this has got nothing to do with those quotes i gave you. ::::::::::::: Okkayy, i have some pressing stuffs that is waiting to burst forth from my lips. Frying chickens, is a SUICIDE MISSION. Good Lord, i was like cursing all the way (silently) while frying those damn white meats which come to think of it i savoured in the end. and my grandmother who obviously knows that i detest frying chickens and fishes or anything that has the potential of exploding was laughing. So exxagerating. It was nice to know, i provide some humour in a very tense situation (for me). Suicide mission. I came out alive, bless my soul. The only injury is having hot oil splattered on my arm, i wasn't burn thankfully enough. Not to mention the shriek that erupted when the chicken gave a violent vibration before deciding to emit a fountain of hot oil spurting out of the frying pan. and at the very last, i resorted to cooking chicken curry and thus ensuring my safety. also, do you know, it gives me great pleasure to see the chickens shrink slightly when it make contact with the hot oil? :::::::::::::::::: would you believe it? my family was lost while trying to locate our way to the parking exit? i mean East Point has a totally, confusing layout and too many exits that just doesnt exited to the carpark. and to make things worse, my mother gave a false alarm of "where is the car?" and i was like, "ahh great, we've found the carpark, at last, and now we can't locate the car? should we all just be merry and crawl back home?" eyes like radar my dad exclaimed in a delighted voice "that the car over there. can't you see?" :::::::::::::: In the car. "wahh, tmr singapore vs thailand" says my father. and then my mum was saying how the thailands pronounce their country's name. and my sister was like ahh the word "thai" has to be silent. so all you hear would be "land" thus i was, "what country are you from?" "thai(silently) land" "i beg your pardon? i know its a land. what land?" and syirah goes; "northland, ireland, switzerland, newzealand? what land?" i have a weird bunch of parents. :::::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:29 PM Friday, February 02, 2007 Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life ::::::::::::::::::: Everything is possible, the impossible only takes longer. -Dan Brown. That sentence was meant to boost confidence. To encourage people to work, to succeed in the face of the many challenges that may seem impossible to overcome. However, on to a more depressing note, how much longer is longer? How long can mankind prevails, how long can their patience survives before it runs thin and finally the fire of determination to complete the impossible extinguished entirely? Like seriously, male cannot bear children, now that's impossible! Unless science proves otherwise? To change and modify the work of Nature is an impossible dream. A dream, that cannot possibly become reality. Nobody can stop a storm, a tsunami, that's impossible. The only possible solution would be to save as many lives. Now that's what we call Achievable. ::::::::::::::::: I've been thinking a lot about my future, apparently after much shoving the apprehension to the back of my mind, it's now time to tackle the issue. With the impending doom looming ever so ominuosly ahead of us, everyone of us are forced to think of our past actions. To face the consequences of not having studied hard enough, of having been a fool all this long. Honestly, is studying right before prelims enough to ensure a good future? We all wants to be a somebody. We all can be a somebody. But not everyone is strong enough to emerge victorious when the tide is over, when the dust settle. When the war fought is over, where would we stand? Tut tut tut, such a depressing, over-deprived life i led. Thus, i am left here praying. Which i did, for the past few days, after every prayer, i'll send a silent prayer to God, praying for the same thing over and over again. To let me have what i've always wanted. To let me have a good future. Praying that i did well for my exams. Oh please please please. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: To the next chapter, (i honestly think, i really should consider being an author) with all honesty, sincerity and without lie, i do not understand humanbeing. and i am one, isn't this sad? and i am beginning to think i have mental disorders. i am not mad, am i? i remember asking my sister this one fine afternoon "i think im mad. do you think so?". Nothing i assure you prompt me to ask that. I have the tendency to ramble. Thus, nvr ask me to share a story. I'm mad, bloody hell, someone help me. I need a psychotherapist. somebody recommend me to one of them. I can assure you that they'll make big bucks, since i'm doom to be mad for life. HAYWIRE. What's wrong with my brain? am i crazy or stress? oh perhaps, results is driving me stress to the point of madness? that should answer my question, satiate my curiousity. :::::::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 9:05 PM
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