AidahBurne
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Friday, March 30, 2007
Spring. The beginning. Right? Where everything springs back to life. So, am i. A change of blogskin. Since April's coming, and March is ending, i figure this would be a good time to do something with my ever so stagnant blog. April, is the month i'm starting my school life. A new life. So, yeah it's my spring. ::::::::: I just thought, i'll let you all know. I am addicted to the song Misery and thus decided to change my blogskin to the Theme. and so, some of those stuffs you see are taken from the song while some are genuinely mine. :::::::::: as i was revamping this blog, i was searching for CSI avatars. and hell, there's freaking alot on Danny Messers. Bai, oh bai, i'll show you some, sure melt your heart!! But, i am soo rooting for Danny and Lindsay to work out lahh dehh. Watch out season 3. Not that i am one rooting for relationship. No worries bai, Danny still yours. You can have him while i like him. Flack, oh, Flack, oh it's a sin to be so damn sexy. ::::::::::: the other day, i have no idea why, i asked my mum 'how do you first know that you love Abah?' and she shrugged. some good answers. it's alright, i am a non-believer. There is no soul mate, no true love, yes, if you try to argue with me about love at first sight, please don't bother, i shall jus roll my eyes and scoff. And, i happen to like verbal sparring! However, that doesn't mean i don't believe in love, in general that is. i just happen to believe it wavers between the thin line of dependence. :::::::::: 'the past is a dark house and we only have torches with dying batteries' - Tamar  P.S; Sorry Speedle's dead. This is the only one with Wolfe. i made a move at 10:45 PM Thursday, March 29, 2007 "Here i am again with nothing left inside.." :::::::::::: Despite being alone in the living room watching CSI:Miami, i can't help but laugh. People would have thought me mad. Alright, like i said i was watching CSI Miami, then this scene shows Wolfe volunteering to go to the autopsy. When he entered the morgue, Alex was doing this test and stuffs then the corpse laid on the metal table with a white sheet covering its torso. so, then Wolfe said it's his second time in a morgue, the last time was in school with classmates. after that, he removed the sheet and he looked utterly horrified to see the corpse was headless. Wolfe; 'erhh, where did the head go?' Alex; points with her chin to the right. then they both turned to look at this metal container, couldron look alike. turning back to Alex, Wolfe said, 'You're boiling his head?' with this very horrified/appalled/disgusted look. so hilarious i actually laugh. and when Alex scooped up the head (totally disfigured) his three in one look increase ten fold. he looks like he was about to throw up when Alex soothingly asked him to take a break. ::::::::::::: oh, few days back got a letter from TP. i'm supposed to come for orientation on the 19 of April. So, i have few more weeks to relax before once again i begin my life as a student. No more rotting at home. Cool. Can't wait to have something to do. But doing nothing's fun too. Sometimes. Kind of looking forward to school and all. :::::::::::: Okayy, why is it, when i have nothing to do, there's nothing to watch on TV. and when i finally thought i can watch Hikmah, CSI:NY decided to air it on MONDAY too. At 10 p.m mind you. TEN. SEPULUH. Malam, night. Unfairness. I guess i shall resort to my old tactic of running from one television set to another. I asked syirah to watchh After Hours for me. But, i shall give CSI:NY a top priority. Season 3, people. Starting!! Can't bloody wait. Ohh, FLACK FEST! Maner aku nk tgk nie? Arman, ohh arman. Ohh, stupid Eva, bloody lying secretary. Damn damn, burn burn burn in hell. I can burn you, if you want. ::::::::::: "When nights were clear you were the first star that i'd see" -Chris Daughtry i made a move at 9:48 PM Tuesday, March 27, 2007 Iron rusts from disuse, stagnant water loses its purity and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigours of the mind" -Leonardo Da Vinci ::::::::::::::: The moral of the quote; always work your mind, exercise it. or it'll just go to waste. ::::::::::::: alrright, back in time, last Sunday had breakfast with Bai and Syirah. Then had a haircut. Borrowed a DVD; Kiss the Girls. Kiss me, in my dreams. It seems Syirah stole my idea since she wrote it at her blog. But, i like Casanova. He got style, he got looks, the mind and charisma. Read the book! Watch the movie. Bad guys just HAVE to be so damn cute. Hot. Handsome. Drop dead gorgeous and SEXY. Unfair! and to top it all of they have personality i am so attracted upon. Like a moth to bright objects. Look at Draco Malfoy (HP) , Sylar (Heroes), Casanova (Kiss the Girls), Severus Snape; i like his style man. Like Mr. Darcy from Jane Austen. i can go on, but i guess i'll halt here. or maybe, i'm just naturally attracted to the dark. ::::::::::: here's a paragraph just for Siti Nur Baidura. My apologies for not making it on Monday. I overslept. Okay, i didn't but i woke up 10 minutes before designated time i'm supposed to meet her. Real sorry! and so, if it makes you feel better, my grands, nag at me sal dah janji kau and then cancel. ::::::::::: today, waited for Syirah after school with Syimir. Then caught the Mr Bean's Holiday. Karut nye kelakar betul gentlemen tu. Bloody Hilarious i tell you. It's good for the depressed who's in desperate need for laughter. all sorts of humour is in it. Dark humour, lame, downright funny, and idioticness. I mean, who draws themselves on a PASS right? I learnt something from Mr Bean. First, a single wrong phone call can end someone's life. For more details, check out Syirah's blog. Second, if you want to go to a movie premiere for free, go to a foreign country without first mastering the basic language of the country and then proceed by 'kidnapping' a famous film industry's son. Thirdly, speak spanish in France, it helps ALOT. Haha, Mr Bombastic! Mr Bean dance seducively to the song. Or tried to! and to another song, he was acting soo dramatic. Hah. Now, that was bloody funny! oh, when a chicken stole your bus ticket, run after it, even if it means you'll be stranded on a highway. Now, this gives a new meaning to TRYING. ::::::::::::::::::: Ohh, been hogging AXN. Home to CSI. Heyy, CSI: NY season 3 starting this April 2. Can't damn wait. Ohh. Don Flack. I totally love Sunday. CSI Supreme. Out of the 3 leaders, i don't enjoy Mac Taylor. It goes without saying Grissom is the coolest, followed by Horatio Caine. Ahh, Grissom with Sara, somebody help me! Ahh, meet two of my favourites CSI. i made a move at 8:47 PM Friday, March 23, 2007 'The angels spread their wings for a student' Nabi Muhammad :::::::::::::::::::: so angels do HAVE wings. so it wasn't some myths from the ancient past when we watch tv and see angels with wings. like in Constantine the movie, whereby they can't even decided if Angel Gabriel is a male o female. damn corrupted i tell you. now, do angels have gender?! never we mind, leave them to their holy deed for God. but what am i talking about? of course they have wings. i remember now, something my uncle say about angels and wings. now, is that fable or not? ::::::::::::::: I've realise this isn't the time i usually blog. But when i'm in the mood or lack thereof, i tend to break from schedule and patters. Listen. That's a clue to my life. Anyway, check my DAE yesterday, and, it's my pleasure to announce that it was unsuccessful. Here i am, a law student. Thank You. Alright out of pure boredom cum depression, i have occupied my time by doing quizzess. No, don't worry, i do not need the suicide hotline, nor would i tell anyone why i'm feeling very down trodden yet challenged. does that makes sense to you? Now listen, if you would care to know, i took this test 'how abnormal are you?' and here is what it says. You are 28% Abnormal. I didn't even scratch half, i am no ET it seems and if you would listen it says; 'You are at low risk for being a psychopath. It is unlikely that you have no soul' Of course i have a soul. i am capable of human emotions. Although people seems to think otherwise. Since it's low risk, i guess if i ever visit America, the FBI won't have the need to track me down. I'm on a killing spree! NOT. 'You are at low risk for having a borderline personality. It is unlikely that you are a chaotic mess.' I am not a mess. I have everything under control. i may not know for certain what is it i want for my future but i'm preety stable. I hate losing control, so low risk of borderline personality is a comfort. and the good news, you don't have to be wary of any mood swing coming from ME. 'You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection' Well, i'm surprise it didn't say high risk. Ha! But i wasn't that shocked to find the medium risk stated plain as day there. I've always suspected that im very narcissitic one way or another. in a realm of narcissim. But, i don't think i'm suffering from narcissitic personality disorder. My feeling of grandiosity is quite low. or so i believe. haha i'm in love with my own reflection. if you see it in a sadist sort of way, its a good thing right, which means i wont be going for plastic surgery, aneroxia or the other nonsense eating disorder anytime soon. well, i've fallen out of love with everything else. 'You are at low risk for having a social phobia. It is unlikely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.' i do not have fear of being abondanoned, nor do i fear being loved or not loved. and i do not fear social setting. so says the quiz. and i do not fear saying something only to embarras myself? 'You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer. ' Oh-oh. This isn't good. Obsessive compulsive disorder runs in the genes, if im not mistaken. Listen carefully now. and, i know one other person with that disorder. in the family, i might add. if i suffer from OCD, i am not addicted to hand sanitizer, thank the lord. fuhh. need a physchologist now. need a psychiatrist. and i need a physcho pill. ::::::::::::::::: can't wait for school. in a way. ::::::::::::::::: i went to Giant, again, yesterday afternoon. meeting bai, tonight. do you want to have dinner with me? like a date you know? haha. i always said to her whenever we had lunch together, that i'm on a date with her. so romantic. hahah. but i guess it's not awkward anymore. i can't help but think if i were to have lunch with her three years ago, it'll be damn awkward, right bai? haha. ::::::::::::::: Aidah Burn i made a move at 2:57 PM Wednesday, March 21, 2007 'A victorious army wins its victories before seeking a battle.' - Sun Tzu :::::::::::::::: Found that in a book. Although it left me wondering trying to decipher the meaning, it still sounds like a meaningful thing. Perhaps one day i would fully understand it. Perhaps. :::::::::::::: So, the enrolment package arrived yesterday afternoon. and proceeded to cram my brain with information about financial matters, enrolment, orientation and stuff. today, went to my mum's clinic (ha, she works there, she do not in any circumstances own the place) and had to do all those checks. and i'm proud to say i lost 3 kg. or maybe, Kak Nisa's weighing machine a bit wrong tk, that's why i appear heavier. Cause, thinking back, i didnt even do anything to shed weight. Weird. and my BMI says im healthy. isn't that cool? Not underweight nor overweight. so, then had to check my eyes. and, the doctor asked me to change my specs. Dear doctor, i just change it early this year. How many times per year do you want me to change. and to make it worse, the eye test without spectacles was utterly funny. Aunt Irene wanted me to take off my glasses. But, when i do, i see nuts! Nothing, zilch. Not even the first row. I'm blind, man. Blind. I am Iggy. Haha. With no super hearing power. Saddening. Being robbed of two of my senses. ::::::::::::::: ahh, well. alot of stuffs to do. in so little time. typical phrase don't you all think so? well, i really don't like administrative work. God knows, the form we have to fill in for Poly. and some of them don't even make sense. and thus i have to read them all over again. ::::::::::::: Aidah Burn i made a move at 9:39 PM Monday, March 19, 2007 They say, it's very easy to differentiate a Singaporean from other Asian countries. Just look at how they behave. Kiasu, kanchiong and always competing to be the first. Living in this little red dot of an island ever since i was born, i've never once admitted to that kind of steorotyping. That's cause if i admit to such travesty, then i have just knowingly admit to be one of them. But i guess, opinions change. and mine does to given the circumstances i was in. back last Saturday, took a trip to Giant Tampines. As you all might have known, it was officially opened a few days back. So, naturally, Singaporean crowd at it, wanting to see how it's like. Call it heat of the moment, as the heat fade, so does the crowd. Get my drift? Yeahh as i was saying, i felt like a human sardine in there. it was godawful pack. but in a good way i supposed, to me atleast. I like, it brings out a certain sort of feeling i am not sure how to say it. But it's there. Any old how, it was a major warzone in that supermarket. Trust me, WAR ZONE. i escape from it relatively unscatched. but as you all know, i have a penchant for the dramatics. anyway, it was war of the trolleys. People pushing their carts everywhere. Bumping into one another and shooting furious looks. Giant is big. With all sorts of section. Camping, reading, electronics, apparels, and of course the market. and we're all over the place or lack thereof. it's just too crowded to be checking out every single section. so yeah anyway, war of the shopping cart was one chapter, another chapter is war-of-finding-the-queue-line. it was s long we had to weave through the crowd to find the starting to the line. and with a shopping cart to push and a sleeping 2 years old to carry, finding the beginning of the line is no piece of cake job. so, mum and grandmum do the queue while we all wait outside. atleast there's a book sale to occupy the time. stood there reading about Great Scientist, World Atleast, Great Leaders and major battle fought during 20th century. and do you know there 192 independent country. and the scientist usually have weird difficult to pronounce names? we shall all be thankfull for the likes of albert einstein and sir isaac newton for simple names. and taught syirah a bit of history, crapping about how Hitler and Mussoulini are apparently tight and close. Best buddy, you know. For the likes of Fascism shit. and uhh, found a real cool game of racing cars. and the best thing is, its an Alfa Romeo race stuffs. Imagine that. Wooo! oh, anyway, on the way home, my mum asked me to take driving license next year. and when i refused point blank to do so, i was mercilessly teased. I enjoy it somehow, ha. my grandmum says , 'i thought you want to be doctor?' dad; 'doctor's drive car' me; 'i could always hail a cab' dad; 'by the time u get a cab, your patient is already peacefully dead' his exacts words was ' by the time kau tgu taxi, pesakit tu pun dah mampoz' and we roared in laughter. syirah; 'and worst, if you are a gynaecologist, that women would have already given birth.' and mimicking a patient syirah says; 'where the hell are you, you fucking doctor?! i've already given birth you useless asshole' then i add; 'you can't blame me, there wasn't any taxi!' ::::::::::::: i went for my first job today. sweet right. and it was preety interesting. ::::::::::::: still havent got my enrolment package. DAE still under consideration. Mai, already knows her answer. why can't they just decline my appeal. i'll be happy knowing something. No need to consider lah. Damn. and still haven't receive anything from TP, email or snail mail. CRAP. i hate all this shitty affair. makes me worry and my head spin. :::::::::::: i made a move at 10:50 PM Sunday, March 18, 2007
I thought that was interesting. Atleast law was in it. Haha. I'm not blogging today. would most likely do it tmr. so yeah. 'You speak good French.' 'Gracias' says Mr. Bean i made a move at 10:22 PM Friday, March 16, 2007 Supposedly, the story goes something like this. It began with a battle. Street dancing whatever not. Between two groups. and then, a character died. Duron. Chris Brown. damn, he's dead. and so the story goes on about a remorse brother trying to piece back his life. Truth University. and that was where he was introduce to the art of old school stepping. Stomp. and like all typical dance story, there's a competition, in this case the Step Championship or so i think. and supposedly, i sat there predicting the ending of the story. and yes, sadly my prediction comes true. don't the good guys always win. and that the one who steal all the moves lost the game, eventually? and thus, ladies and gentlements, we have Stomp The Yard. truly, no adrenaline rush. ahh typically, most movies are typical nowadays. don't you all think so. like the messengers? and by the way, chris brown was cute in the movie. Brian J White is soo damn damn ahh... cute, hot whatever. haha. caught the 11.10 show and when i called syirah, she was on her way home to take money to watch the same movie. so after that, caught a train to Singapore Expo. Went to hall 4. Popular sale. Bought myself a book to add to my collection. The Chemistry of Death. yeahh, anyway, syirah just gave me a handful of crackingly humourously funny rolling on the floor jokes. alright, here's one. why does a migrating bird finds it easier to fly at night rather than in the morning? and what about and why was an eagle found dead as it was flying during a thunderstorm? answer them at my tag and i shall give you an answer in the next post. jokes by syirah, of course, she demands credentials. and i have just put up a disclaimer so i cant be SUE. i made a move at 8:53 PM Tuesday, March 13, 2007 Outrageous. If you would believe me, i have just finished checking out Internet Movie Database and i've found out that Hannibal Rising is actually M-18. Yes, really. It was made NC-16 because that's the EDITED version. Ahh, whatever happen to sticking to the originals? I hope that upon the release of the movie, the Media Development Authority would actually release the uncut version. The M-18 one. Ahh, speaking about Hannibal Rising, i've just bought the movie Hannibal. Was busy looking for a different movie, initially, and i chance upon Hannibal. So i flipped it and there clear as day, M 18, STRONG VIOLENCE. and thus, enlisted the help of Kak Nisa to help me pay. Watch a quarter of it at her house but then we digress to another horror movie, Act of the devil. Oh, and Kak Nisa, next time you online send me those pictures we take. and, it's march holiday, go watch a movie together lah, ask aidah to tag along. Watch The Messenger or something. Oh, on Sunday, at around 8, went home from Sembawang, boarded the bus 856 and bloody virgin Mary, the bus breaks down after Jalan Kemuning, ( i've got this from the message flashing from the bus screen). and, i thought it was higly ironic that it choses to breakdown near a petrol station and coffeeshop. So, got free ride from another 856 all the way to Yishun Interchange. I figure that's the second time a bus breaksdown on me. oh, izzul baqir is getting vain by each passing day. i have been promoted to being his camera man. always posing to get his pictures taken. haha, bai would probably be thinking, 'kau pun suka amek gbr per aidah'. right? well, anyway, as i was showing him his pictures, he took my phone and made a run for it. and as i chase after him, he threw my phone, it bounced of the wall and skid all the way underneath my bed. i was so utterly horrified as i momentarily thought my phone has broken into half, it's a flip phone and it was open when he threw it. Not to mention UNDERNEATH THE BED, and the space is so narrow i had to send syimir crawling underneath my bed to retrieve my treasure. Oh, the WMD warhead is coming home tmr. The computer now has to work an extra two hours. Oh, i have a soft spot for Alfa Romeo. So sleek. Especially Alfa 159.  and, i've been craving for McCafe for the past few days. Damn. ::::::::::::::::::::: 'The unanswered question.' i made a move at 10:57 PM Saturday, March 10, 2007 Dependence can look a lot like love, in a certain light. I guess it's true in a certain sense. So that brings us to another enigma. We are dependent on our parents, so is that dependency what we call love? I'm sure we all seldom says, 'I love you, mum. I love you, Dad'. But if ever, something happens to them, bad or worse, we worry for them. So is that love or are we just plain worried that our source of survival/dependency is questioned? I know, you don't have to tell me. This girl doesn't know how to look at the bright side of life. That, this girl questions everything she comes into contact with. Maybe because, we all are in a certain sense looking for some answers. But as i've said before, life is an arcane landscape, so complex we might lose ourselves trying to excavate the answers. Sometimes, questions are much more powerful than answers. :::::::::::::::::::: I saw another side of my father i never knew. Haha. Now i know where my temper came from. I've always thought it came from my grandfather but i guess i was wrong. It came from my mother, father and grandfather. So when it all comes together, it became me, a walking time bomb. No, actually Insyirah is worse. If i am a time bomb, she's a weapon of mass destruction, a nuclear warhead. Haha. The good thing about my father is, as angry as he is, he still manage to control his anger and listen to sense. For example, he so very nearly scream vulgarities (exxggerating) at this old apek who looks bloody sardine in a can, and my mum was like trying to calm him down. didn't take much effort so he still has his sense when he is angry. Unlike me, i am so sorry to say, my anger has no turning back. Anyway, this driver, this apek ke-sardinan, seems a bit retarded. It is a very difficultsituation to explain but, my father remembered his plate number. Ah i could write it here, but i shall spare some thought. If cucu apek sardine nie bace blog aku and told him, he would most definitely die of a cardiac arrest. Haha, the arteries suddenly constrict. Next come the question, since when have i ever been considerate? Oh, did i mention, yesterday was hilarious, i was trying to help syimir with his project and izzul was irritating the hell out of me. So out of a sudden i scream 'Fuck you'. and i was so stunned. the sound of syimir's hilarious laughter seems to shock me out of my stupor. and, a man stole my father's place by parking his van when he clearly could see my father reversing. and my dad wind down his window and shouted 'STUPID'. of course syimir and me, were helplessly laughing our ass off. and a passerby was so shocked she actually stop dead in her track and look at us. she thought the stupid was directed at her. haha. ::::::::::::::::::::: Aidah Burn. i made a move at 10:38 PM Tuesday, March 06, 2007 Firstly, i would like to extend my condolences to a friend's family for their loss. Although most of you may not know him, but i suppose as a muslim, the least we could do would be to sedekahkn al-fatihah. I do not know what to say here anymore. and thus i shall move on to other matters. i've finished my novel, which i am glad to say is one hell of a good novel. Highly recommended for all book worms out there. Tamar, is the name of the book. It's a book about love, jealousy, betrayal and forgiveness. That's not the summary i'm jus giving you the gist of the book. it's not a romance novel, far from it actually. Therefore, it's not cliche at all or else i would have never borrowed it. so, today was the posting of the JAE. Logged on to MOE and check. Alright, to say i was shocked would be an understatement. I was more like, grossly taken aback. On one hand, i've never expected to be accepted into that course, and on the other hand i was divided. Between wanting to appeal or stick with the course. Because to me, getting into Law and Management is so damn cool. But i'm more into Biomedical Science, do you get me? and people in my house was like, 'law and management' ? Lawyer?! Whatever for? well, my dad and grandmum were supportive, as usual. my mother wanted me to appeal and just try my luck. But i don't believe in luck. Not really. Because, when people says luck, they usually meant good luck, whatever happens to bad luck? And so i did, went to Temasek with my mum and dad and izzul. then met up with Mai and Huda, cause i couldn't meet them at interchange. So then we check the COP, AGAIN. Pointless. I can't believe my dad suggested AEROSPACE! and whatabout 'why not you appeal for, cyber and digital security' shit something like that. So then, we all case desperate, we all went down and applied DAE. imagine that! haha. so i appeal for biomed and applied food science. now, im regretting following my mother's suggestion to takiing applied food. but i guess, it wont be bad. but law's better! right?! haha, and this sort of 'helper' at tp, says im lucky to have a course already. i guess i know what she mean. Okay, while waiting to submit the DAE, i was sitting there thinking, 'what the fuck did i just get myself into'. then i got angry cause i hated having to ask myself that question. then came another, 'why the hell did i just appeal?' maybe at that point of time, im in denial of my law? no no, i think it isn't denial, jst temporary insanity to be even appealing. yeah, anyway, it's Temasek now i guess. My new port of education. Can't believe this. TPSS is now a memory a past. i made a move at 8:57 PM Saturday, March 03, 2007 I just feel the need to blog today. However, for the love of God, i have no idea what to blog about. Seriously. I think im in need of a saving grace. That intended for more reasons than what is truly stated. Alright, i need an opinion, anyone, between Letters From Iwo Jima and Hannibal Rising, which one in your most humble opinion should i watch? Now that that is out of my way, anyone wants to go to the movie with me? Man, don't i sound desperate? Anyway, i picked a fight with an anonymous caller on my phone a few days back. I've no idea why but weird people seems to be calling my home phone. Bloody weird if you ask me. Alas, i can't really say that i didn't have fun while fun lasted. Somebody explain this, i dreamt about the song Miss Murder by AFI. I listened to the song once, a few days back and yesterday, the tune was in my bloody head while i was sleeping. Imagine. So i woke up in the middle of the night looking very much confused and befuddled. So i sat up and suddenly it dawn on me the title of the song and the band's name. and to make everything EXTRA weird, the song accompanied a marching band. Sweet lord of everything good. Dreams are so extremely spastic, don't you all think so? Oh, so intricate. :::::::::::::: NSUAIDAH i made a move at 10:27 PM
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