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Adios Amigos

2009-12-24T11:16:00.002+08:00

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If you wanna stay here then have fun reading the archives!

And if you're a random person who doesn't like me, or rather people like me, then go ahead and use my tagboard as an avenue to churn out all your pent up profanities if it makes you feel better. And after doing so, don't forget to leave a link to your blog. I mean, anyone in their right mind would definitely expose themselves after attacking someone verbally behind their computer screens.

Here's a tip if you want your vulgar statement to be more impactful.
For e.g if you want to type fuck, don't just simply type fuck because it will just come out as **** on the tagboard. Take 'shiqah for example. It's good that she spaced out the f u c k but the other words just came out like *****. How am i supposed to feel offended when i can't even read that, right?

So it'd be better to space out your words or maybe add fullstops in between each letter and if you want to make a greater impression USE CAPITAL LETTERS. Compare fuck you and FUCK YOU!

See what i mean?

Forgive me for being so vulgar in this post.

Twilight Omens in my life

2009-09-28T13:07:00.002+08:00

When i received a message that Geog lesson today was cancelled i was ecstatic. After spending my Sunday clad in baju kurung and trotting around in high heels in the sweltering heat, i needed plenty of sleep to compensate for the drastic loss of energy.

This morning Shahilia called and she said the reason why Geog was cancelled was because the Geog teachers were having an emergency meeting. Apparently we did much worse for prelim 2 that they had to come up with an urgent strategy to help us get decent grades for A levels. I had no idea we were in such a dire state.
I'd like to think i did better for prelim 2 Geog paper, for the essays at least because i knew i screwed up the DRQs.

Boring stuffs aside now, its been so long since i've blogged.
I've missed out on a series of interesting things that have been happening in my life!
Like the multitude of ordeals i had to go through during Ramadhan, the day i turned 18 and the array of peculiar and scary dreams i've been having.
I didn't even get to say Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Ok so now i've said it.

So anyway, the reason why i'm here again after such a long time is because i don't want people to think that i've died or something. I know i've been really reclusive and non-existent as of late, i have no idea why. Actually i do have an idea why. I'm suffering from MCS!
MCS = Middle Child Syndrome.
I've been researching on it and its a condition whereby the middle child is a social recluse and prefers to be alone. So that's it, sounds so much like who i am.

I'd love to tell stories about my Hari Raya experience but there's not much time, my Geog homework is waiting. So i didn't really socialise with my relatives(as usual) but it was still interesting nonetheless.

One of my granduncles, who was in a coma for the past year, has recently revived or ressurected or whatever you say for someone who has woken up from a coma. When i came to his house, he didn't recognise me so he asked who i am. I said i was Nadiah and he was like "Oh Nadiah! Wah you so big already ah!", i just laughed nervously because he was quite freaky and i was a bit scared. Then he suddenly said, "Do you know that i died already, and i came back to life?"
What a way to start a conversation.

This is Ridikulus!

2009-08-01T19:41:00.000+08:00

On Wednesday i fell when i was "diving" so now, whenever i sit on hard surfaces, the bone of my butt is in agony. And "diving" here is a code word, so it is not its actual meaning. Therefore, you may not know what it means here unless i put it into context. But of course i will not do that because if i do, my secret will be unveiled! Hence, thou shall remain unenlightened.

Then at night i had a very peculiar dream.
I dreamt that i met up with Voldermort.

Me: I would like to be a Death Eater.
Voldermort: Are you sure? *saying with a tone of concern(surprisingly!)*
Me: Erm..i want to but i'm quite scared.
Voldermort: Oh that's not a problem. You can watch the other Death Eaters train while you make up your mind.

While i was watching the Death Eaters train, my dream changed entirely so there was no conclusion there.

On Thursday, i fast to pay my fasting debt from previous fasting months. But alot of things angered and annoyed me. Actually it's only one thing, but that one thing annoyed me repeatedly.
Of course, when one fasts, one can't eat nor drink, thus one tends to get hungry. And a hungry man is an angry man. Same goes for me. A hungry Nadiah is an angry Nadiah. But the thing about fasting is that one has to control his/her temper. Therefore, i had to suppress my anger and could not curse if anything annoys me.

Unfortunately, i was already annoyed in the morning when Umbridge asked me to pay up my school fees. If she had asked me nicely, i wouldn't have bothered. But she complained about me not paying up the school fees as if i were a bane to her existence. Anyway, it is certainly not my responsibility to pay up, it is my parents'. So her efforts in demanding me to pay the school fees is undoubtedly futile. Its like a student vehemently demanding a teacher to change the A Level syllabus. If i ever do that, she'll probably shrug and say "No choice lor. You still have to take A levels like that lor."

But of course i maintained my veneer of composure and did not utter a single swear word, although there were undercurrents of wrath and indignation. I really felt like Avada Kedavra-ing her! But then the magnanimous side of me begins to surface and i wish that she has a happier life. There are so many levels on which people can be annoying; there are short-term and long-term ones, tolerable and intolerable ones. But hers is extreme and i guess there might be a reason for it, though i do no wish to venture into it.

On Friday, i got up at 4.30am, planning to fast. But my instincts said no, so i didn't fast. Then i switched on my recently-resurrected computer and to my shock and horror; the computer screen was blank, though the cursor of the mouse was still there. I had no idea what went wrong so i switched it off and switched it on again. I chose the safe mode to see if it will work. And it did! But that's what i thought.

So i typed my testimonial, plagiarising a few bits from my O levels one. Halfway through, i wanted to save it because i feared at the thought of losing it along the way. I moved my cursor up to save it, but again, to my shock and horror; I could no save it! I was too consumed with dread, i don't know whether to scream or to cry. I felt like hitting the computer with a hockey stick. I felt like throwing it down from the tallest building in Singapore and go down along with it.
After staring at the computer, i recovered my tranquility and decided to re-write whatever i have typed on a piece of paper, which was a waste of time.

In school i couldn't stop thinking of my computer problem. The computer had just been repaired a few days ago and it was alright until i switched it on that morning so if anything goes wrong, i'm the most likely culprit. I kept thinking: Dear Allah, please help me. I know i have not been a good Muslim, instead of praying 5 times a day, i pray like 3 times a day but please please guide me through these challenges and enlighten me on how to solve my problems.
I really don't know whether i should tell my father about the computer problem, i'm afriad he'll flip! Besides, as an almost-18 year old, i think i should be matured enough to take on my own problems.

Accompanied my mum to the hospital after school. While waiting for her turn, i watched the TV even though it was quite useless because i couldn't hear a thing. Then there was this advertisement on Happy Nurse's Day which made my day because Haizad the cute nurse/Suria actor was in it!

There's a DVD sale at Causeway Point, the one Shahilia told me about and i decided to look through it, in my attempt to search for V for Vendetta. I browsed through and all i could see was Korean and Chinese DVDs and a few English DVDs, some of which with Chinese subtitles. Then i got lazy to look through so i just went up to the cashier people.

Me: Excuse me, do you sell V for Vendetta?
DVD girl: Huh? *looks at me in blank incomprehension*
Me: V for Vendetta.
DVD girl: Err..Huh? V for what?
Me: V for Vendetta. *I don't know whether my voice was not clear enough or whether she's just retarded*
DVD girl: Oh no, don't have.
DVD guy: But i got V for Veronica (then DVD girl laughs)

I didn't kow how to react to that. I was torn between a) faking a laughter, b) asking him whether that was a joke and c) asking him whether in that case, does he have V for Vagina as well?
But in the end, all i did was: stare at him sardonically and said "Oh, okay."

My font size is too small and its really getting on my nerves but there's nothing i can do about it coz Blogger is fucked up at the moment.

The Gate Revolution

2009-07-17T14:28:00.003+08:00

I know the school is trying their best to mitigate the number of H1N1 cases and ensure their students' safety and what not, but closing the side gates for the entire day after 7.50am is just not practical and it is really getting on my nerves.

The school's location is actually quite convenient; there's a bustop right outside and it's close to the main road. But this convenience is obsolete without the side gates. It is the damn side gates that makes our(students') lives easier!

And by closing the side gates, we are forced or obliged to walk by the main gate which is not exactly near the main road. It faces some wannabe teletubby hill, without teletubbies, and the sun is not some adorably irritating baby that chuckles every now and then. The sun is just horridly hot and irritating most of the time. I don't mind walking the long distance, but the sun is just too much to handle sometimes.

And even though there's a bustop outside the main gate area, its only for bus 900A which is specially provided for us, the Sports School people and maybe the Innova Pri kids. Of course, for the bus company, it will not be productive efficient if they make regular rounds to that area since most of us will be in school and there's no point in making the bus drive an extra distance. Because of this, the bus only comes round in the morning and the afternoons, probably at about 4 or 5pm.

But what about us who end school at, say, 2pm?

The sun is still up there and excruciatingly hot at that point of time. And without the bus making their rounds to the main gate area, that leaves us with no other option but to walk the long way in the sweltering heat. I do know that the sun is good for us, but that implies to the morning sun! After that, the harmful UV rays dominates and then we'll be prone to skin cancer!

So what's the opportunity cost here? Is it worth it to expose us to skin cancer just to "attempt" to mitgate swine flu?

Maybe i might have exaggerated a little bit about the skin cancer. But really, i don't see how closing the side gates will stop swine flu from spreading. Someone in the school has already been tested positive. Oh, that just proves how effective this closing gate regime is.

If they close the side gates to stop outsiders from coming in, i see no point in entirely locking it. The side gates have already been intelligently constructed to be locked from outside while the people in the school are able to open it. So why can't we just stick to that?

Even if the school doesn't want to unlock the side gates at all times, they should at least arrange a few designated timings to unlock the gates. At least this gives the gatekeepers a little bit more job to do.

And this may also prevent students from climbing out of the gate. Though i don't see why we can't climb out of the gate. Its different from climbing in because 'climbing in' would mean that we're intruders who are breaking into the school compounds. But in this case, we're already in the school and we're climbing the gate to get out. Maybe climbing the gate to get out makes us seem like prisoners escaping from jail. But technically, we're not parallel to Mas Selamat here because we do have the right to exit the school after our classes end. Its just that the 'climbers' choose a different way to do that.

Yes, climbing the gate is risky. We might fall and break a few bones. But that's life. There's a risk to everything we do and there's nothing we can do to evade the risks.

So what can the school do to stop the students from climbing out?
They can start by opening the damn side gates!

Usually, i'd feel slightly wary about teachers reading my blog but in this case, i really don't mind. Read all you want, at least you'll know what we students have to go through and what we're thinking. We are the ones who witness firsthand the atrocities of a bad system. Ok maybe not that dramatic but i hope i got the point across.

And if this message does not reach the school authorities, i guess my friends and i will have to meet them personally and speak our minds.
This is quite fun actually, its like starting a revolution, though not as significant.

I have a pro(m)blem

2009-07-13T17:52:00.006+08:00

And the seventy-five dollar question is: TO PROM OR NOT TO PROM?

p.s. Bitches! We need a decision and a masterplan fast!

TV: Terrible Vaudeville

2009-07-06T18:18:00.005+08:00

Last night as i was re-reading Brave New World in the living room, the television was on, my dad and sister watching War of the Worlds. Don't ask me why i was reading in the living room whereby the television was an obvious distraction. Oh this reminds me of a quote i learned during GP lecture; "Television; a medium. So called because it is neither rare nor well done".

My eyes were darting through the pages of that sci-fi dystopian novel "The principle of sleep-teaching, or hypnopaedia, had been discovered." The DHC made an impressive pause then i looked up at the TV screen and Tom Cruise was hiding in the basement with Dakota Fanning and this fat old man clad in a singlet. They were hiding from the evil aliens which invaded Earth, those bloody aliens. Then this serpent-like alien came into the basement, searching for human flesh and the fat old man clad in a singlet(i think i should just label him FOM) wanted to slash it with a hammer but Tom Cruise didn't want to attract attention so he screamed silently "No no don't do that you sonofabitch, you'll just make him angrier and then he'll kill you, you dumbass!" then Tom Cruise motioned for the FOM to come over, mouthing "Now come over here, darling, come here" so the FOM came over to his side and then my eyes went back to the book and the Director made a sign of the T of his stomach and my eyes went back up and Tom, Dakota and the FOM were hiding behind a mirror so that serpent-like alien won't be able to see them. At first it worked but Dakota's stupid leg had to slide over the floorboard and the alien sensed some movement so i got scared and went back to the book and They thought that the hypnopaedia could be made an instrument of intellectual education and i shouted "Argh fuck it!" in my head, that is, so i put the book down and succumbed to the overwhelming attraction of the televison.

I love books and all but sometimes..
the television..
is just..
too..
IRRESISTABLE!

P.s. I'm sorry Aldous Huxley, your book is absolutely intriguing but the War of the Worlds movie beats your book
P.p.s. I wish television could be made an instrument of intellectual education

Summer Test may be over but Prelim1 is not over.
It's not over cause a part of me is in the ground...

Too Fool For School

2009-07-01T19:33:00.003+08:00

I used to find this song annoying but i don't know why i'm suddenly addicted to it now. This is all your fault, Shahilia! Anyway here's the video. I think it's hilarious, you may not see the humour in it though coz all you see is boobs and legs. And the disco stick!

Look at the last part when she actually wore pants! So weird. And look at the way she grabs her crotch hahaha.

So anyway its back to school and the extended holiday is only for those who travelled to certain countries. I think Singapore should be included in that list of countries coz last time i checked, there were already 600+ cases. Maybe by the time i type this, the number has already quadrapled. So if Singapore is included in that list, then technically all of us should get the extended holiday. But forget it i've already taken 4 exam papers.

It's not that bad to be back in school coz at least i know Fitri's still alive although she seems to be half dead most of the time. Throughout the holidays i never saw her nor could i contact her. None of us could contact her. She lives in JB but it seems like she's living in some thick rainforest in Borneo.

Just now in school...

Lina P: Bla bla bla bla bla.....under scrutinity
Me: Scrutinity? Scrutiny lar
Lina P: Huh? Scrutinity what, i thought its scrutinity?
Shahilia:Scrutinity, yea i think its scrutinity
Me: No it's scrutiny
Shahilia: Eh yea yea it's scrutiny not scrutinity
Lina P: Really ah? Shit i wrote scrutinity in my essay

Hahaha looks like Lina is still infected with MWS. What's MWS you ask? You don't know and don't need to know. Because why? It's an inside joke because its not an outside joke.

I think there's a pimple in my nose. It hurts everytime i dig it. Don't judge me! I know you all are closet nose diggers too. Though i've seen people doing it in public, which makes me question how civilised our society is. I told Shahilia and Fitri and they laughed. Then they said, probably its not a pimple probably its a growth or something. I don't know which is worse! I'd rather have a pimple coz "growth" has the connotations of tumour. Talking about nose-digging, i actually know a few people who've eaten their booger aka nose shit. The texture is abit like buah asam and the taste is salty. If you're curious, go dig, pick and lick!

Its so embarassing when your stomach grumbles in the middle of an exam paper. Especially when you're doing your exam in the lecture theatre, because it's so silent and enclosed so people around you can hear your stomach grumbling. But i'm glad to know i wasn't the only one with the noisy stomach. Once, my stomach grumbled so loud, the whole lecture theatre could hear. Okay no lar, but the people surrounding me could hear and at that moment i was afraid they would think i farted or something so i just acted cool and pretended i didn't hear anything.

No exam paper tomorrow = No school!
I'd love to switch on to my holiday mode but oh no i can't because Geog paper awaits me on Friday!

Long Live the King of Pop

2009-06-27T10:35:00.003+08:00

Received a message from Lina P yesterday morning, saying that Michael Jackson died.
I was skeptical at first, thinking it was one of those fake news that sick people like to cook up to make fun of celebrities. So i called my dad and he said he'd heard the news too. Then i called my grandma and she said yea MJ died and Farah Fawcett too though i couldn't care less about the latter. I switched on the radio and the DJ was talking about MJ's death and how Madonna was crying incessantly.
I was like, FUCK! MJ DIED! That managed to spoil my mood in the morning.

Then i thought, it's better that he died.
No matter how rich he was, i don't think he was happy living his life with all the bad press about him and all those jerks who kept accusing him of child molest and kept sueing him. Those bloody bastards just want to scrape off his fortune. JERKS! I hope they spend the money buying lots of McDonald's meals for themselves which will clog up their arteries and then die of heart attack. Let's see if they can sue McDonald's when they're in their deathbed, they like to sue people so much right.

And if they get to live a good life with MJ's fortune in this world, then i hope they'll be sent to damnation in the hereafter. But that will be up to Allah so yeah Insya'allah!

Anyway, i heard that it was confirmed that MJ converted and he was a Muslim before he died. So if that news is really truly true, then may Allah give him a better life hereafter, one that he deserves but did not get in this world.

Here's one of my favourite videos of him.

Look at 3:16 when he took of his jacket and threw it to the audience! Lucky bastard got to keep a legendary jacket!

You Sexy Little Swine

2009-06-24T21:49:00.013+08:00

A few days ago i received a message from my friend saying that i could vote for extended holidays since this swine flu is spreading so fast like wildfire so i went to the channelnewsasia website and of course i voted for extended holidays because that would also mean that prelims will be postponed and i'll have more time to study. I voted and then they showed the results; about 89% had the same sentiment as me so good job people i like your mindset.

But then someone said "Life has to go on" so now we have got no extended holiday!

And the Muttons even talked about how the students are angered by this situation and then they sang the song Don't Trust a Poll after that Don't Trust a Hoe song. So it's a poll and not a vote! Even then, what happened to democracy? It was crystal clear that a majority wanted an extended holiday because we know that there is an opportunity cost incurred if we went back to school because that would mean that we'd meet and come into contact with many people and that'd increase the chances of increasing swine flu cases. Think about the opportunity cost man! Nah actually i just want to stay at home longer.

I hate to wait. I hate it even more when i have to wait at Boots and Shoes. You know, that shop at Woodlands MRT station. I think its one of the worst places to stand around and wait for a friend. Because it is always the M&Ms who stand there and if you stand there, you might be recognised as one of them and then they look at you strangely. So i was waiting for Rozi when this minah who has tattoos on her arm stared at me and its not that i'm scared, i'm not scared, i just don't want to play all this staring game and get beaten up. I've gotten enough attention from the minahs in my secondary school, the wrong kind of attention. So before some minah whose clad in more tattoos than clothes mistakes me for a rival minah and then calls her clan to bantai satu budak hingus who's standing outside B&S, i told Rozi to come faster.

It's also annoying when someone starts an online conversation with you, seeming to be friendly at first but then when you want to continue the conversation she suddenly becomes totally indifferent and slightly rude. And it's even more annoying to know that you're related to that someone. Thank God we're distant relatives!

In the wise words of Algernon Moncrieff (or more realistically, Oscar Wilde), "Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live, nor the smallest instinct about when to die."

Oh and look! My background is filled with adorable robots, i got bored of plain yellow.

Angels and Semens

2009-06-05T14:12:00.006+08:00

Watched Angels and Demons with the Bitches i.e. Lina P. and Shahilia B. yesterday.
I only managed to read until page 70 of the book so i didn't know what happened for the rest of the story so fortunately for me, i wasn't as disappointed as those who've read the whole book ahaha!

It really gets on my nerves when movies go astray and don't follow the storyline of the book. Looks like Ron Howard did not do justice to Dan Brown's story.

It also really gets on my nerves that the Lido theatre doesn't have elevated seats towards the back and that the speaker volume is so low that i hear those gluttons munching on their popcorns loudly instead of the movie characters' voices.

It wasn't the best movie experience.
But at least there was Ewan McGregor!
It was quite weird to see him as the pious Carmelengo in that Catholic Church-y suit. I kept on visualising him in a Jedi suit instead, with a light saber! Omg that is so blasphemous of me.

Spent two hours in Borders after the movie. Yes, we are such geeks.

Looked through a couple of books until we saw this book called Snuff by Chuck Palahniuk which caught our attention. He created "a satirical world of pornography devoid of titillation". I wanted to read the whole book but at the same time, i don't want to buy it. Perhaps one day i should go Borders again and spend the whole day there.

The titles of the porn movies were hilarious! They actually tweaked the names of well-known stories/movies and gave it a lascivious meaning.

The Handmaid's Tale became The Handmaid's Tail

A Tale of Two Cities became A Tale of Two Titties

Ali Baba and the 40 Thieves became Ali Boobies and the 40 D's

World War One became World Whore One

Black Hawk Down became Black Cock Down

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang became Chitty Chitty Gang Bang

HAHAHA there're more but i can't remember all.

And we'll all float on, ok

2009-06-03T17:25:00.005+08:00

Set my alarm at 5am this morning but only woke up at 7.
Shit lar, seriously gotta break this habit.

So i walked to school while listening to Strawberry Swing by Coldplay and the song was so apt because it was such a nice weather in the morning and Chris Martin kept singing "it's such, it's such a perfect day, it's such a perfect day..."
Ahhh i think it felt like nirvana. Okay maybe not that deep, but along the lines of it.

Since i had school this morning, i brought along the Paris Je' taime DVD that i borrowed from the school library to return it.
I went to the library, gave the woman at the counter the DVD, she opened it and to my horror there was no disc inside it!
I was like, oh fuck now i have to pay a bigger fine coz i'll have to return it later.

Therefore i conclude that Chris Martin was wrong.
It's not such a perfect day after all!
Though i shall not blame him coz it's such a nice song and it makes me feel good and light and i feel like i'm floating on cloud nine.
Finally got the Angels and Demons book!
Shall try to finish reading the book by tonight, or maybe next morning before watching the movie tomorrow.

Something simple, something sleazy

2009-06-02T23:52:00.002+08:00

Ever since hockey season ended i haven't been getting much exercise. The only form of exercise i get is from my 5-minute walks to school and from laughing. Those hardcore hysterical kind of laughter which gives you stomach aches.
Yes, i think they do burn calories so i guess i should consider them exercise.

So i thought during the holidays i'm gonna wake up at 5am every morning and jog around the neighbourhood or something. It has been 4 days ever since holidays started and i always sleep past my alarm time by at least 2hours.
I don't know why i always don't seem to hear my alarm when its loud.
It's Helicopter by Bloc Party.
It's a loud song.
They say the song's about George Bush, about him being racist because "he doesn't like chocolates".
I think that songs with political messages are cool.

I wish i have a treadmill at home so i don't have to go outside to run.
And OK GO has brought the treadmill to a new level of coolness!

Oh here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again

Demonic Dream

2009-06-01T08:32:00.002+08:00

I had a weird dream yesterday. Dreamt that someone died.
It was a little kid that i know and haven't seen for a long time.
When i woke up it was almost 7pm.
"Nak dekat Maghrib," the Malay parents would say to their children. Okay at least that's what my parents always say to my siblings and i.
It was an inappropriate time to sleep.
They say the syaitan hinges upon your dreams and leaves you feeling uneasy.

I knew it was a mistake to sleep during that time. I knew i shouldn't have done that.
But sometimes i love to make mistakes intentionally, just so that i could see what will go wrong.
True enough, i woke up feeling weird.
And i couldn't stop thinking about the dream.

This morning when i woke up, my mother said that she was going to "melawat".
It took me a while to process that. Partly because i just woke up and partly because my Malay is so rusty.
"Melawat" could mean two things.
It could mean that one is visiting someone or it could mean that one is going to a funeral.
Judging from what my mother wore, i knew it was the latter.
So i asked, "Siapa mati?" or "Who died?"
I didn't even bother to adopt a more euphemistic language.
I was already thinking back about the dream i had yesterday.

I was glad when i got to know that it wasn't that little kid in my dream who died.
It was my father's friend who has been suffering from cancer.
I really don't understand the logic of my dreams sometimes.
For the record, i know it's genuinely unreliable.

Anyway, it was fortunate that my family and i got to meet him during his final hours in this world.
It was so convenient that his house was so near to the mosque.
So on our way to the moque, we dropped by his house.
His children were there.
Every breath that he takes was as heavy as clubs, my father noticed.
It was as if every parcel of air that he takes in was too precious to waste.
I guess that was a sign that his time on this Earth was limited.

I am happy that he died.
At least now he does not have to suffer the perpetual infractions of the cancer cells on his already frail body.
At least now he's living in another world, another realm.
A realm where there are no disarrays caused by Syaitan and no terminal illnesses nor diseases like swine flu.

"Without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's"

2009-05-17T17:54:00.007+08:00

THIS WEEKEND...

Was at the stationery shop when someone kicked my leg real hard from the back. I thought it was someone i knew who's trying to surprise me from the back or something like that. I turned round and there was this ridiculously sloppy man. And he wasn't someone i knew so i just stared. Then i realised he was mentally deranged. His nails were so long that it curled and so dirty that it was some shitty brown colour. And there were brown stains at the back of his pants! No prizes for guessing what those stains are. Chocolate ah haha. But seriously, i felt so disgusted and traumatised! Though it made me wonder how he turned out to be like that.
Went out with my aunt and she brought me to her friend's house. Went out with my parent's and they brought me to their friend's house. And in both houses, i heard (eavesdropped actually) the adults talking about their/other related people's marriage problems etc etc. I'm only seventeen. I should be out there enjoying my teenage life instead of listening to tales of mid-life crisis! But at least now i know why some people don't want to get married. It can be quite scary and ridiculously annoying.
Watched Amelie Poulain again! I wish my life was just as interesting and quirky as hers.
Killed a cockroach this morning! At first i sprayed the insecticide but it escaped into some corners so i gave up. A few minutes later i went back to the kitchen, and there it was, the cockroach was lying on its back on the kitchen floor. I think it was actually surrenduring its life to me, it was practically waving and shoving the white flag in my face. So i took this opportunity to give it the final spray of death; the coup de grace. Felt so proud of myself. I just wish the entire cockroach population would be exterminated from the face of this earth. Someone should conduct a massacre.
I've been desperately seeking for the Angels and Demons book. My bro has it but he's too lazy to look for it, most of my friends don't have it, and one of my friends who has it has lent it to other people. Just my luck!
Received a class chain message that told me to bring $20 for notes. Since my father just paid $400+ in cash last week for my A level fees, i'd feel guilty if i asked him for money again so i'm going to pay for it with my own money. And i thought knowledge was supposed to be free.
I think i'm going to fast tomorrow so i won't have to buy food so i can save money.
Watched the movie trailer for the book Disgrace by J.M. Coetzee.
Did about 60% of my weekend homework.
Still have to do essay for The Importance of Being Earnest but currently watching the movie for Brave New World instead. But i guess i can still call it revision.

Are You Angrier Than a 5th Grader?

2009-05-15T20:39:00.004+08:00

Initially i planned to be a relief teacher in a primary school after A levels, maybe Woodgrove since its only a few minutes walk away from my house. But now i'm having second and third thoughts.

So i was walking home and i passed by the school.

There was a group of boys from that school crowding outside the gate. Then their friend, who was a potential Mat, came up to them and said something like, "Sial lar! Aku cakap ngan die kalau die berani tumbuk, tumbuk arh! Abeh die betul betul tumbok aku siol!"

Translated: "Sial lar! I told him if he dare punch me, punch arh! Then he really punch me siol!"

And they were all still so short and little and innocent-looking, they should be playing with pokemon cards instead of trying to break each other's faces.

Then i chanced upon a group of mini Minahs. I thought they were those passive Minahs who will only try to look pretty and bitchy but won't do anything harmless. Suddenly the shortest of them all stepped up and screamed at this boy from another Mat gang. She screamed like some crazy woman. Small people with loud voices are scary.

When i walked abit further, i chanced upon another group of kids from that school. I thought they were harmless and nerdy-looking. Actually, they were more of sloppy-looking. And they were walking so slowly so i overtook them. When i walked by, this girl suddenly kicked a bottle really hard as if she was angry or something. So i turned back to look at her, and then the whole gang stared at me. They stared at me! I just happened to cross their path and they kicked a bottle. If i became their relief teacher, i think they'd just shoot me to death with stapler bullets if i gave them homework!

I see the kids these days have alot of angst. And they're not even teenagers yet!

They should seriously take the chill pill.

Taiwanese Sausages

2009-05-10T22:22:00.002+08:00

If there's one lesson i've learnt this week, it's to not talk too loudly in public. Or at least when there's like a lot of people in the vicinity.

While waiting for the GP lecture to commence, i was telling Fitri a strory.
Yes i know, we're all supposed to read lecture notes and what not before lecture starts instead of talking but i didn't have the lecture notes and everybody else in the LT were talking anyway, some were even screaming like they got raped or something.

So yes, i was telling Fitri a story that happened when i was really young.
Here's the story: My cousin just got circumcised and then my family and i visited him. When we stepped into the house, we saw him watching TV while lying on the floor naked from the waist down. And then i saw his thing! It was as red as Taiwanese sausages! (Coz he just got circumcised, if you don't get why his thing is red) I think i screamed when i saw it.

The story was supposed to be funny albeit a tad traumatising.
But while i was telling the story to Fitri, this happened.....

Me:*telling story, building up to climax*...and then i saw him naked!! (I think by now, my normal speaking voice had elevated to a shriek due to the excitement)

And when i said THOSE EXACT WORDS, a teacher just had to walk by.
An intrusive one at that!
So she heard, stood at the aisle near where i was sitting and asked: "You saw who naked?"

Me: *dumbfounded*..Huh? What? No, nothing i was just telling her a story about my childhood...

She must have thought i'd had some really twisted childhood.
Maybe she thought some freaky guy flashed at me in the lift when i was in primary school or something.

Actually i want to tell more stories about last week.
But i have to back them up with evidence and i have yet to receive the photos of the evidence.
So i shall blog about them when i've received the photos.

For The Fallen are the virtuous among us

2009-04-26T00:49:00.004+08:00

RECAP this week

Monday: Match with RJC! Score was 3-0. No prizes for guessing who won.

Tuesday: Didn't have the mood to go to school but i totally went against it and forced myself to. Wasn't a good idea, really should've listened to my instincts. Wasted 9 hours being grumpy, so i basically learnt nothing and end up with no time to do the insane load of homework.

Wednesday: Apparently it was extraordinarily windy at night (although i didn't experience it coz i was already asleep). Like, really extremely strong wind that could make the trees collapse and make your furnitures fly around the house (not exaggerating!). Some people said it portends that the apocalypse is imminent. I CERTAINLY HOPE NOT! I still want to travel around the world, get married and have kids, become a good Muslim and also discover the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle before i die!

Thursday: Another useless school day, didn't learn much so did self-study most of the time. At least it was better than Tuesday! Hockey guys' match against RJC. It's okay, i guess we(hockey girls) know how you guys feel.

Friday: Parents-Teacher Meeting! Erm...no comments.

Saturday: Watched Seed of Chucky. I think its more of disgustingly titillating than gory. Such a letdown, the earlier movies were so much better.

Sunday: Don't know yet....

LOOKING FORWARD TO:

Match against CJC on Tuesday!
CCA phototaking on Wednesday!
Match against SAJC on Thursday!
Some "Poop" play on Saturday at the Esplanade. I hope its good. Deducted $10 from my edusave account for it.
BRAINIAC: SCIENCE ABUSE is back! On Tuesdays at 9pm!

SEMANGAT OI!!!

2009-04-19T11:50:00.004+08:00

Our first A Divs match begins tomorrow!
Don't be afraid, don't be nervous.
Just be strong and be awesome. Be "strawesome"!

AND MAY THE FORCE BE WITH US!

Britain Britain Britain

2009-04-12T15:51:00.002+08:00

Went for The Importance of Being Earnest play
and i thought it was worth deducting $26.40 from my Edusave account.
Although some parts were quite disturbing coz it was an all-male cast so the female characters were played by men.

More photos on Facebook! (As in, photos of my friends and i, we were too self-obsessed to take photos of the act. We couldn't have done it anyway.)

I was quite disappointed that the men who took on the female roles were clad in suits instead of dresses.
It would have been more Little Britain-ish.

Epiphany

2009-04-09T21:54:00.005+08:00

Just 10 things

Failed block test.

Asked my father this question: Will you be angry with me if i told you i failed my block test? He said he already expected it. Then he gave a really poignant talk which almost reduced me to tears. I think i may have had an epiphany at that moment.

WGS Band got Silver for SYF!
Sagitarrius conquered IJC Sport's Day 09!
Got back PW results and it was a disgusting C.
I didn't know how to react at first.
Then i felt a tad distraught. Actually, really distraught.
I think the Universe is going against me (pathetic fallacy!).
So Shah, Fit and I (3 of us got Cs) drowned our sorrows with glorious food at Breeks.
I felt so much better after that.

But now my emotions have taken a retrograde step and i'm feeling distraught again.

GET GOLD WITH HONOURS!

2009-04-05T21:44:00.006+08:00

Oh it's Woodgrove band's SYF tomorrow!

Sorry i can't be there to support you all.
I rarely go for band practices anyway so it makes no difference.

But seriously, initially i thought of skipping school tomorrow to watch you people play but then i gave it a little bit more thought.
And i realise that i lack the intelligence to miss one whole day of lessons so yes i've decided to go to school instead.

Anyway,

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, WGS BAND

P.S: Because my computer broke down, i've lost the more recent photos of WGS band..so i guess these old photos will do (got it from someone's facebook)

You can't see me, but i assure you i'm somewhere in there...maybe you can spot my feet. I think this picture is quite cool.

Oh try to spot me. Clue: short, ugly nyonya hair. I was in sec2 back then. It was the worst mistake i've ever made in my History of Haircuts. Alamak now i feel embarrassed, don't judge me!

P.S #2: WGS band members (during my time), if you have anymore band photos send to me okay i've lost them all.

fluorescent adolescent

2009-04-04T21:23:00.002+08:00

Sometimes adults have conflicting ideas and agendas, they are practically playing tug-of-war at the expense of the younger and relatively immature ones, for example: me + like-minded teenagers.

Apparently the pot is calling the kettle black when they say that "teenagers are so complicated to understand".

With our hormones in a maelstrom coupled with the adults' contradicting opinions, it doesn't take a genius to see why teenagers are so confused.
I think that sometimes, adults ought to be more sensitive towards our undercurrent of emotional volatility.

And i think its really ironic how teenagers are not regarded as adults according to the law but in terms of third-degree price discrimination, we are suddenly considered adults.
Like how we have to pay the adult price to enter theme parks or to eat at buffet-style restaurants but at the same time, we don't really get the same privileges that the adults do.

Maybe they're doing this on purpose out of envy.
They're jealous coz the teenage years are the best years of one's lives.
And they're all way past it.

Pardon me if i'm being unreasonably ageist.

And they were all yellow...

2009-03-26T04:42:00.006+08:00

People in front are so lucky (and rich!). I think i'll feel overwhelmed just to be in the stadium at that time. But Coldplay just had to come here when i'm penniless and having block test.

And i want one of those yellow balloons.
I don't even mind getting the remnants of the balloon that burst
coz at least it has touched Chris' guitar.

I hope Shahidah has lots more of their butterfly-shaped confetti.

fit-tree zoo-rhiny

2009-03-24T17:22:00.004+08:00

Happy Birthday Fitri!

Sorry no birthday gift, had no idea what to get you.
Maybe i'll belanja you Pastamania one day.

Anyway, thanks for keeping me entertained during mundane school hours with your "very witty" quotes hahaha.
Eh maybe i should compile your quotes into a book. That can be your birthday gift.
But not now, now must study for A levels.
So i guess you'll have to wait till our long-term mental torment is finally over.

Meanwhile, here's your favourite French eyecandy.
(I tried to google for eyecandy in French to make it sound more sophisticated but couldn't find it so i just settled for English)

Okay go study for your Chem and Geog now.

march holi-daze

2009-03-22T20:43:00.005+08:00

March holidays went by so fast, i feel like i'm in a daze.

Went for the WGS Carnival last Saturday. Felt so alien when i stepped into the school, it didn't feel like i've spent 4 years there.

It was pretty awkward, especially when i saw the whole cluster of M&Ms (Mats & Minahs), the ones i had to withstand for 4 torturous years.

Said hi to some of the teachers, but they probably forgot my name. They kinda smiled at me awkwardly. Guess i didn't make a huge impact on them, but then again, they weren't my favourite teachers anyway.

I just said hi for the sake of exchanging civilities.

Went for the NUS open house on Sunday with Lena and my bro.

It was only the three of us coz my disgustingly lazy platoon mates i.e. Lina P, Fitri Z and Shahilia B cancelled the plan last minute.

It was good, managed to grab alot of free stuff and then i got inspired to be what i want to be in the future.

Mon to Wed was the hockey camp.

It was pretty slack and nothing much happened so the highlight of the camp was The Induction.

For the benefit of those who have no idea what the induction is about, it's like baptism when you want to embrace Christianity, or when you want to be a Muslim you'll have to be circumcised.

Ok its not really like that but unless you're thick, you should get the idea that to be a Hypernovian, you'll have to be inducted.

It's quite cool to conduct the induction coz you get to be dictators for once.

And it's awesome to witness the blind-folded manifest their inner folly in many different ways.

More photos in Hypernovas photobucket

Its strange how i still feel passive considering the fact that i've done quite alot of things.

Like how i've finally cleaned up the dust in my fan that have been accumulated for months. Yes i use the fan unlike you spoiled brats who sleep in air-conditioned rooms.

The accumulated dust was disgustingly thick, even thicker than the make-up on a minah's face.

And now that its dust-free, i like to look at my fan. It's like an accomplishment.

Besides that, i threw out like 2 recycling bags (coz my house ran out of trash bags) full of redundant stuff from my room.

It seems like alot, but my room still looks as cluttered as always.

I think i may need some assistance from the 'How Clean is Your House?' crew.

Academic wise, i did something beneficial too.

Like how i'm actually starting to practise Math again after a 1.5 year hiatus.

I usually sort of feel hypnotised when i look at math papers.

It feels like i'm looking at this:

No idea why. But my mind immediately goes blank and it feels like i'm getting sucked in.

Maths paper tomorrow. Just hope i don't get hypnotised.

how now brown cow?

2009-03-07T11:03:00.005+08:00

I'm quite scared of NTU now.
Just a few days ago, one of the students stabbed a professor and slit his own wrists before commiting suicide.
Heard the news this morning and another NTU student commited suicide.
Two suicides in the same school within a week.
That's quite insane.

And there may be a chance that their ghosts will haunt the school, adding to the other students' stress and increase the likelihood of more suicides.
But maybe the school can employ some Bomoh or spiritual person to get rid of the spirits so that's not such a big problem, i guess.

Apparently both the suicidal people are foreigners.
I think its a sign from the Almighty.
Its a portent of doom.

So maybe its a sign to make the government re-evaluate their decision to let the foreigners take the locals' places in the local universities.

eyebrow dance

2009-02-28T17:56:00.002+08:00

Hey i think i can do this...

My eyebrows are exhausted though.

finders keepers, losers get new stuff

2009-02-27T22:16:00.005+08:00

Went to the office to check for the lost and found stuff yesterday.
Asked the person if any MP3 was found.
And no, there wasn't any. This sucks. People have no integrity nowadays.

Therefore i see no prospects in retrieving my MP3.
I'm not even sure how i lost it, must have dropped out of my bag or something.

But looking on the bright side, at least now there's a reason for me to buy a new MP3.
I'm not asking for much though.
An iPod would suffice.

I think i shall call my hypothethical iPod, ADAM (after Adam Brody).

Found a pair of white Ray Ban glasses in school this morning. Took it to the general office. It feels quite gratifying to know i did something nice to start my day. I feel like a saint. I should be awarded....with a new iPod !!!

Had a match with NJC. It was a draw 2-2. Some of the girls cried after the match and i tried to console them. But i've never been good at consoling people, so i'm sorry i didn't make you any happier. Just look on the bright side, people! It's not our last game, we still have alot more to conquer...

And that includes our match with TPJC tomorrow. Found out from my cousin that there's also a Nadiah in TPJC Hockey.

There's always another Nadiah in the opposing team and it confuses me. I feel like changing my name now, to something more unique and maybe exotic, maybe something like Naima.

I WANT YOU IF YOU DON'T TALK ALOT

2009-02-25T16:42:00.003+08:00

Fitri's quotes of the day:

"Where are we going home?"

"What are we going?"

Fitri, i think this is what happens when you absent yourself from school for too many days.

BTW,
i need a personal tutor for Macroeconomics real bad !!!
Its getting more complex and convoluted that when the teachers explain to us verbally, i get all nauseous and i feel like vomitting.

I guess i just can't take it when people talk way too much and brings us
round and round the bush to make us understand a certain concept.
So if you're a man/woman of few words and you're good in Macroecons, please help me.
I swear i'll love you alot.
Oh and i'd love to have another tutor for Maths.
If you can make me grasp all the H1 Math concepts from year 1 to year 2,
i SWEAR i'll love you alot too.

According to the school portal, A levels is in 256 days.
I hate such reminders.
It makes the future seem so sinister.

Memo-RANDOM

2009-02-21T23:42:00.005+08:00

I had a bad food day today.

First thing in the morning, i wanted to eat cereal. But there's no milk in the fridge !!

So i had to eat it on its own. It didn't taste bad, but i needed milk! At times like this i wish i had a cow.

Then lunch came. Due to the tournament, we didn't have sufficient time to eat.

So i had to share my lunch with two other friends.

It was delicious, but not satisfying. I needed more !!

And dinner was just depressing.

I ordered Tom Yam Ban Mian, thinking it would really satiate my appetite for spicy, soupy kind of food. But it was horrible.

Didn't even taste like Tom Yam and wasn't spicy at all.

And it was so hot that when i took the first spoonful, i actually regurgitated them back to my bowl.

As in, i didn't vomit, but it was in my mouth and it was super hot that it burned my tongue so i opened my mouth and the food fell back into the bowl.

What makes my bad food day even more tragic is the fact that i forgot to buy my weekly dose of Famous Amos cookies at Jurong Point !!

It's so annoying that Causeway Point(CWP) doesn't have a Famous Amos cookies outlet.

CWP sucks.

And some of the clothes stores are so Cheeena i feel like vomitting on them.

bird day hey hey

2009-02-17T18:55:00.002+08:00

Happy 18th Birthday Muhd Lena Lee Peck Kok

Hope you liked the gift from The Breastfast Club/ Supercunts/ Breakfast with the Bitches.

(I don't know which name to decide on, sorry)

L is for...

2009-02-15T21:40:00.008+08:00

I finally scored a goal!

Yes i know, it's about time i did. And it was a good feeling.

I felt so loved on that day. It was probably the Valentine's Day mood in the air or something.

Perhaps i should thrive to score more goals to feel more loved.

But...there's this perpetual fear that keeps tugging on my confidence and i'm not sure if i'm able to do the same thing in the future.

If i can do the same thing again and again

then it's going to be

legendary.

Even though i don't celebrate Valentine's Day, i did get some lovely gifts from my lovely friends. Thanks, thanks..it was so nice of you people to give me the V Day gifts, but then again, you people made me feel guilty coz i didn't give a single thing to a single soul. Nonetheless, it was nice to get free stuff..haha.

I also got some free hugs...from this really friendly fat woman(ok i'm so mean) and this mascot. I hope the guy in the mascot is cute, so at least i can feel good knowing(or deluding myself) that i've actually hugged a cute guy. I think the idea of giving free hugs is a really good way to intentionally hug a person you like and that person won't think you're weird. Haha ok i think i should shut up about this now coz i think that you're thinking that i'm weird.

Anyway, on that day i saw quite a number of guys dressed up so nicely while carrying bouquets of flowers on their hands, waiting for someone. And i saw quite a number of couples walking happily with bouquets of flowers on their hands.

I think flowers are over-rated. It's everywhere and they all look the same to me. Except for this yellow flower that's shaped like a ball, i have no idea what it's called but i think its adorable.

Instead of flowers, i think i'd rather receive Venus Fly Traps.

I think they're really adorable. And they'll get rid of the flies for you.

So that day i went home and watched BBC Lifestyle and there was this documentary about a 37 year old woman who wants to look for a husband. It was quite stupid but i've always thought that Brit shows are interesting so i just watched it. And one of her schemes to attract the guys' attention was to play the role of a damsel in distress by carrying a heavy luggage down the stairs.

As expected, most of the gentlemen in the vicinity helped her out.

Then it got me thinking why nobody came to my rescue when i was having a hard time bringing the goalkeeper bag home.

Let me give you the wisdom of hindsight: the goalkeeper bag is HUGE, MASSIVE, GIGANTIC! It could fit about two and a half of me in there.

So yes, i had trouble bringing it down the escalator to get to the bus interchange and the trouble doubled when i had to bring it up the bus!

I was clearly a damsel in distress at that moment, but noooo none of the guys were gentleman enough to offer me a helping hand.

Or maybe i didn't look appealing or inviting enough for them to help me. I was wearing some ugly school camp tee-shirt with shorts and slippers and my hair was a mess.

So i think the next time i have to bring home the goalkeeper bag, i shall make myself look sexy like Angelina Jolie. (Reality check: probability of this happening = 0)

Then i gave it a little bit more thought.

Maybe the reason why nobody helped me was because they were scared.

They probably thought i was some psycopath serial killer who's pulling along corpses in that bloody huge bag.

The people at the interchange and in the bus did look at me strangely.

I hope that didn't tarnish my reputation.

ANYWAY...

Since love is in the air, here's my current love/obsessions at the moment:

The Beatles, Mark Ronson, the voice of Bloc Party's lead singer, the piano, pizza(!!!) and Famous Amos cookies(!!!).

Oh and here's a really really good news: Pastamania is now HALAL!!! Which is really really good coz at least now i can eat there without feeling guilty-concious of doing something blasphemous (coz it wasn't Halal last time).

YAYYYYYYY

2009-02-08T01:27:00.005+08:00

Bad news: My computer is still in a coma. I really hope it revives soon and that it still has perfect memory.

Good news: I got a new laptop!! Okay, its 2nd hand...but still, it's mine all mine!! I've got the power and control now!! Muahahahahaha...i love my father so much. He understands me (:

fuck!

2009-02-03T18:36:00.003+08:00

My computer broke down and here i am blogging using my bro's laptop.
Actually it's not "his laptop" coz it was supposed to be shared, but, you know...
guys -> ego -> domineering -> hunger for control and power.
So yeah, it's technically his laptop now.

I kinda planned to put up the CNY visiting pictures in this post but i don't want to upload them in this laptop so just wait till my computer gets fixed.

My computer probably got attacked by some viruses or something, i can't even switch it on.
For the time being, i feel so handicapped without it. Fuck.
Technology's taking control manzzzz.

So anyway, a few nights ago my dear friend Shahilia texted me while i was sleeping and she said she suddenly thought of "The Pineapple Tart" incident and it made her laugh like crazy.
I read the message, thought about "TPT" and then i ROBL(roll on bed laughing) for a few minutes before going back to sleep again.

Her mind works so randomly. She once thought about "TPT" when she was having tuition and laughed uncontrollably all of a sudden.
And another time in class, she thought about "TPT" again and told me about it.
I would have been laughing hysterically but we were in class so i had to control it, and because i had to control it, i was like vibrating uncontrollably.

"The Pineapple Tart" incident all started when Mae brought pineapple tarts into the class. Ok this is going to be descriptive.

I was happily sitting down while eating and Shahilia was standing next to me.
She seriously needs some eating lessons because the crumbs from her pineapple tarts were all over my bag, which i placed on my lap.
So i got annoyed, looked at her and said, "Oi! Your crumbs are all over my bag lar!", to which she responded by laughing and that made the pineapple tart crumbs from her mouth fly all over my face.
And apparently, Fitri, who was standing behind me, witnessed the whole thing and it made her laugh too, so the pineapple tart crumbs from her mouth landed on top of my head.

And that, people, was "TPT".
It's not funny when you read it here coz you had to be there for it to be funny..so yeah, i just wasted your time by making you read so much.

Hmm anyway, for those who watched Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging, it's time to go boy-stalking!
I think you should know why....

It's Not Me, It's You

2009-01-30T20:28:00.004+08:00

I really feel the need to disparage a certain someone who has been grinding my gears for a long long time but i've learnt from past experience so i guess i should just make this succinct and not forgetting, anonymous.

Or else i'd get into trouble or will have to face public humiliation.

I'm not trying to outsmart this certain someone.
I know who i am and i know my mistakes.
And i've tried my best to improve but it hasn't changed anything.
I'm still treated the same way and this certain someone is still as annoying as ever.
Therefore, i see no point in trying to be good.

If you're in my school, you'll most probably have the same perspective as i do.
I should know, i've noticed your reactions.
I think by now, you probably know who i'm talking about.
But then again, you probably don't.
I'm kinda hoping for the latter, though.

I think i've been suppressing too much resentment.
And i really feel the need to shoot someone.
At times like this, i kinda wish i was in America.
But since i'm here, a legal alternative would be paintballing!

It looks so fun
to shoot someone.

oh Eclipse, where art thou?

2009-01-26T20:29:00.006+08:00

According to..erm..a few sources, there should be an eclipse today at around 4.30pm.

My sis and i were anticipating the moment *makes egg-cited face*

(coz we never see eclipse before whattt).

We were even prepared with a pair of 3D glasses coz

according to (insert some source here), if we look directly at an eclipse, our eyesight will be affected and our brain cells will die or something.

And that the only way to look directly at an eclipse is to wear a pair of 3D glasses.

LOL. Not sure how credible it is but its better to take precautions.

Like someone said: Prevention is better than cure.

The only pair of 3D glasses we could find: it came with this Book of Bugs we had a long long time ago. And we were crouching behind the wall because the sun was at the pinnacle of its heating power and glariness. So yeah, it was really hot and we cannot tahan. And sorry lar we look like some Indon maids here coz we are at the comfort of our own home and maid-like clothes are usually so comfortable.

So we waited and waited...until 4.30pm but it didnt grow any darker and there was no sign of the moon. The sun was still alone. And too shiny for my taste.

After 4.30pm we still waited. Then i got irritated by the heat and went back inside to watch some TV. (Insert the source here) cheated my feelings.

Or maybe i couldn't see the eclipse because i'm living at the North side. So maybe the people living at the other sides of Singapore got to see the eclipse.

Damn all you lucky East, West and South people!

"I AM YOUR FATHER!"

2009-01-25T17:30:00.003+08:00

Darth Vader driving a sports car??

Hahaha he'd just gotten ten times cooler!

The Art of Fart

2009-01-16T17:10:00.004+08:00

I actually survived through my first week of school.
So many stupid things happened. As usual.

And i had another 1 minute of shame in the lecture theatre.
Apparently the first one wasn't enough. Maybe its just bad karma coz i always laugh at people in their moments of stupidity.

Anyway that incident is all about bad bad timing.

Usually i'll switch my phone to silent mode before going to school but that day was an exception because i forgot to do it.
And of all days, i had to receive a message on that day, in the lecture theatre, when my phone wasn't on silent mode.
And at that moment when i received the message, and my message tone went off, the principal was discreetly standing at the back of the lecture theatre.

I didn't even notice she was there when suddenly i heard a voice at the back saying something like...wait, i can't even remember what she said.
All i could recall was that i got freaked out when my phone rang, and i got even more freaked out when i heard that voice.

It wouldn't have been as embarrassing if the principal hadn't walked in because my teacher was cool about it. She even commented that my message tone sounded like the Super Mario song.

But it wasn't.

That happened during Lit lecture but apparently my Geog teacher knew about it too.
The teachers must have gossiped about it ah haha.

Then i had a stupid conversation with Fitri during GP lecture.
Again, in the lecture theatre. I really don't know what's up with lecture theatres but stupid stuff always happen.

So anyway, the lecture was about Globalisation and there's this term called McDonalisation and that's how the dumb convo started.

Me: Urgh but i don't really like McDonalds.
Fitri: Yea i prefer Barbie Dolls.
Me: Huh?
Fitri: I prefer Barbie Dolls.
Me: You prefer Barbie Dolls to McDonalds? *confused tone*
Fitri: Eh!? I meant i prefer Burger King to McDonalds ahahaha

Wahlau Fitri Fitri...getting dumber and dumberer as the days go by.

But i think the award for Most Embarrassing Moment in Lecture Theatre goes to the person who farted 3 consecutive times during Econs Homecoming Exam. LOL.

Nobody knows who farted though.

Whoever it is, the person really made my day because i laughed like nobody's business.
But then karma strikes back coz after that my waterbottle leaked in my bag.

Oh and another farting incident occured during Econs lecture this morning and the person actually owned up. Again, i don't know what's up with Econs and farting.

It was brave of him though.
But then again, he could've been covering up for the real person or maybe he was dared to own up even if it wasnt really him.

Whatever it is, these people are so funny.
I think more people should fart loudly in lecture theatres to make my day.
Or maybe i should fart loudly in lecture theatres to make other people's day.

We'll see how it goes.

two uh-oh nine

2009-01-02T08:50:00.004+08:00

It's already 2009.
My sister is already in secondary school. Finally!
It's my final year in JC.
Alot of other things are going to change.
Technically, i should change too since it's a new year.

But i don't feel any different.

My bedroom is still as messy as always.
My notes are still disorganised.
I still haven't quit my job as a procrastinator.

I think the only difference that i'll feel is when school starts and i have to write the dates on my assignments as 09 instead of 08.
And while the other members of my nation spent their last hours of 2008 countdown-ing together or probably getting wasted, i spent those last hours watching Star Wars.

Point is: i'm in no mood to celebrate 2009.

But i guess i should start making resolutions now.
Because according to Yoda: Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny, consume you it will.

Hence, i shall use whatever force that i have to leap out of the dark pits of torpor before i live out my life in listless imbecility.
To put that in practice, i shall begin with my holiday homeworks :s
Do my homework now, i shall.

triple threat

2008-12-30T17:41:00.002+08:00

This gives me another reason to hate friendster:

I thought that receiving one of these things was tolerable enough, but three in a row?!

This is what i call Bodoh

2008-12-29T20:09:00.003+08:00

This is what you get when you're bored and really have nothing else to do at your cousin's wedding so you play around with the "colour swap" function in your camera and then suddenly your family gets called up to snap a photo with the bride and groom so you pass your camera to the nearest random person to help you take a picture with it but then you totally forget to switch your camera back to the normal mode...

A f-ed up family photo hahaha.

lalalalala

2008-12-27T12:50:00.002+08:00

So i spent Christmas eve with my hockey mates.

We had the typical camwhoring session in the toilet.

Then we went inside the steam room and got all steamy.

The after-effects aren't pretty.

We got so high at the steam room that i almost lost my phone. I put my phone on the seat and walked out of the room, totally forgetting about my bloody phone. And when i came back to find my phone, it wasn't there.

I was kinda happy it went missing because at least i'd have a reason to get a new phone for the new year. But then my happiness subsided because it turns out that one of my friends was holding on to it.

And then we played pool.

And finally, after a few "trials and tribulations", we actually went swimming.

Not going to say what "t&t" we went through or else i'll be revealing too much.

And no, i didn't really swim. I was drowning most of the time because my other swim-able friends choose to go to the 1.8m pool. So before i cut my life short at the deep pool,we all went to the 1.2m pool. My swimming skills still didn't come back but at least there's one less way for me to die there.

So i went home feeling unusually happy that day.

Rain rain don't go away

2008-12-24T10:33:00.003+08:00

It's raining heavily outside.
Needless to say, it's very very cold.
Such a nice weather in contrast to the otherwise mercilessly hot and humid climate in Singapore.
This weather kinda sets the ambience for Christmas.
Just that, instead of snow, it's raining.

Usually i will switch myself to hibernation mode because my bed looks so inviting.

But today is not usually.
So i'm gonna go out and have FUN!!!

Friendster vs Facebook

2008-12-22T16:43:00.003+08:00

After all these years, i've finally succumbed to peer pressure.
I kinda made an oath to myself that i was never going to do it.
But i did it.

Thanks to Nette, i finally made a Facebook account.
Anyway, it's about time for me to jump on the bandwagon before i get left behind.

So i've been loyal to Friendster for about 5 years now. But Friendster sucks.

Friendster has never helped me make friends.

They've helped weird people find other normal people like me for them to make friends with. Once, i got a friend request from this Guman Thong, which is the Chinese version of Toyol. It's some sort of spiritual entity in the form of a foetus that was kept in a bottle. That really creeped me out coz i was scared they'd send me some black magic spell through Friendster.

And out of the 434 supposed friends i have in Friendster, i think i'm really really friends with 34, know about 350 of them in person because they've been or are currently in the same school as me and the other 50 just happens to be random people who popped up in my friends list.

Actually i used to have 300 more random friends but i've deleted them. Friendship's over, people.

So Friendster, you haven't been helpful at all. And you're boring.

Anyway, i'm such a country bumpkin in Facebook.
So if you are a true friend of mine, you should log in to your Facebook account right now, find me and then add me as a friend. Or you can throw a thong or granny panties at me. Nette, i know you're dying to do that.

I'll poke you on Facebook, Facebookers! As soon as i figure out how to poke people on Facebook.

I think i typed too many "Facebook"s in this entry.

waste not, want not

2008-12-18T21:34:00.005+08:00

Once again, i'm progressively sinking into the dark abyss of pure laziness and complacency.

Holidays are like...any other good things.
Because too much of a good thing is a bad thing.
And too much of a holiday can be a curse on mankind.

Sometimes i think i'd be better of going to school.
At least i was a little bit more productive.
On second thought, i don't want to be caught in a web of disorganised assignments and annoying deadlines.

It'd be good if i can be a freelance student.
So i can go to school whenever i want and whenever i feel like it.

There's nothing much to do in Singapore anyway.
And even if there is, it will inevitably involve money.

I wish i lived in France.
Or better, i wish i was born in France.
And then i'll speak French and sound sexy.

Plus, French guys are like..."The Sex Gods".

His name is Gaspard Ulliel and he is French.

17 things you don't know about me

2008-12-07T00:21:00.006+08:00

According to your age, list down the number of things that most people don't know about you. And then tag 5 people.

1. I love being solitary. Especially in long bus rides. It gives me the opportunity to do some reflections and reminisce or imagine certain things or play up a scene in my mind on how my future might be like. Shit, i sound like a loner. But whatever. Being away from people at times is good for your health.

2. I can't stand the sight of blood. I once pricked my index finger in class with a stapler bullet and a few drops of blood trickled. When i walked out of the class, i felt woozy and was minutes away from fainting. So i spent the next hour sleeping at the sick bay.

3. I used to be a fan of Backstreet Boys and N'Sync. Zaman 1990's ah haha. And suddenly i'm reminded of the time my cousin and i following their dance steps. We thought it was cool.

4. I used to be a boy. Haha ok no but i used to LOOK LIKE A BOY when i was 9 or 10. That's because i had really short hair and my boobs and butt were still as flat as a skateboard. And that was the time i had my picture taken for my Ez-link card. My friends who knew my brother would take a look at my Ez link card and say, "Eh is this Adib?", which is so HA-HA very funny.

5. Sometimes i still feel so sleepy in the morning, i actually fall asleep while sitting on the toilet bowl. Can't help it, man. Don't laugh, i know you do that too secretly.

6. I used to be bullied back in primary school. There was this bitch and her sidekick who didn't do their homework and made me do it for them in class. When the teacher saw me doing that, i got scolded because she thought i didn't do my homework. Like wtf man? I was innocent. After that i tried to act fierce towards her and we ended up fighting during PE. But we're on good terms now.

7. Once in kindergaten i was fighting with this girl over a plastic 'honey jar' (something like Pooh Bear's). So we were pulling that jar back and forth, like playing tug-of-war. I got frustrated so i let go while she was pulling it and then her hand got stuck inside. When she cried, i ran away and tried to blend in with the other children and i never said sorry. I feel bad for that and to whoever you are, i'm so sorry.

8. Me and my friends had this snail craze back in primary school. So during recess time, instead of eating, we'd explore the garden and collect snails. We brought them back to class and had a whole family of snails. When some of them died, we actually had sort of a funeral for them. It wasn't my idea, though.

9. I don't have a normal spine. So my backbone is crooked. Last time i had an X-ray, it was S-shaped. I have no idea how's my backbone now because it's been centuries since i last went for a checkup. I think even the nurses are sick of having to call me and persuade me to go for an appointment. Irritating buggers. Oh and i was actually supposed to go for a surgery to insert some metal things in my backbone to straighten it out or something. But surprise surprise, i skipped the next appointment and the next consecutive ones. Therefore, no surgery!

10. I have an IQ of 139 and that makes me almost a genius. Ok actually no i don't. But i wish i did. That's an understatement, though, because i've never gone for an IQ test..soo who knows i might be a child prodigy.

11. I have three moles on my face so i can connect the dots and get a triangle.

12. I was the first in my family to get chicken pox. After that, one by one, my family members came down with chicken pox. I'm sorry i spread the disease but i just can't help it. I didn't want to suffer alone. Heh.

13. Ok i'm almost reaching 17 now and i'm bullshitting because i'm currently running out of things to type about.

14. When i was 4, i thought that i had to marry my brother when i grew up because i thought that my dad was my mom's brother since she calls him "abang" which means "big brother" in Malay. But "abang" can also be a term used by wives to refer to their husbands. It was some time later that i got to know about incest.

15. When i was little i didn't know couples had to fornicate/copulate/ have sex in order to get children. I thought they just had to sleep next to each other and then the woman can get pregnant.

16. I used to be a Brownie. Not the brownie brownie but Brownie as in CCA, the girls version of Scouts. I hate being a Brownie. All you do is stand in a circle and dance around a toadstool and then they label you as Elf, Imp, Pixie or something insulting. And they make you sell cookies.

17. I really wish i can read your minds and know what you people secretly think of me.

Now thou shall be tortured: Roziyah, FarahDilla, Mimi, Zulkhairi and Qraishah.

HAIRRRR

2008-12-06T12:52:00.004+08:00

I've been getting alot of bad hair days recently.
I guess its about time for a haircut.

Oh wow. That hair looks so tempting i feel like snipping off my hair right now.

2008-12-04T00:46:00.003+08:00

Hockey is getting scarier now.

I swear!

I still love to play hockey though.

It's just that there's always risks in everything you do.

And for sports, casualties are included in the package.

A few days ago, my friend got hit by a hockey stick at the mouth till it bled.

Her teeth was safe, though.

But now her lips look like Angelina Jolie's.

Which is not so bad, i guess.

It's like having a free lip surgery. Only temporary.

And this afternoon, another friend of mine got hit by a hockey stick at the mouth

and nose till it bled.

But this time, her teeth wasn't spared.

Her front tooth got chipped.

I really really hope she's going to be fine.

It was quite a waste that we had to stop the game halfway.

Because i thought it was a good start

since we managed to score 2 goals within the first half.

But it's okay, it's alright.

Hypernovas fight fight fight.

Here's the rub.

I'm really very worried that my mouth/teeth is the next to be

assaulted by the vicious hockey stick.

After the four-front-teeth-hanging-by-the-gums incident that happened

to me when i was five or six, i'm pretty traumatised and i wouldn't

want history to repeat itself.

This is why i am sooooo gonna get a mouth guard.

I don't care if it will make me look like my teeth jut out or in other words jongang.

I don't care if i will have speech impediments upon wearing them.

All i care about is that my teeth are safe and living peacefully in my mouth.

Insya'Allah. Amin.

Ahhh. The sacred device created to protect our teeth from the forces of evil.

2008-11-24T20:44:00.007+08:00

Cookbooks are usually appealling to the tastebuds
but i beg to differ when it comes to this particular one i just
came across.

If you can't see the title, it says:

Natural Harvest
A collection of semen-based recipes.

The description alone makes me want to puke.
And the comments left by the book purchasers(aka Semen-Swallowers or Cum-Consumers) makes me want to puke even more.

Take a look at one of the comments:

"This book has really helped the cuisines that I make for me and my family. Now when I want a blowjob my mother has no reason not to help because she knows that the flan will be all the sweeter with my cum. Thank you again for the great tips and recipes!"

Bloody hell. This book has even made cooking incestuous.

Oh and the responses given are not only one or two. There are plenty. Which got me thinking why there are so many sick people living in this world.Thing is, they make it sound as if its the most normal thing on Earth that resides within every human being's instincts, like brushing teeth for example.

In case you're so curious about it to the extent that you feel the urge to eat your own slimy sperms, click http://www.lulu.com/content/4956212 instead and read the revoltingly hubristic feedback left by these cum-consumers.

A word of caution though: not for the faint-hearted, easily tormented and those with weak stomachs. So if you think you have a cast iron stomach, then click away!

I think that eating semen as a part of your meal is like eating caviar with human eggs fresh from the ovary. But since human eggs don't sprout like canons from a woman's private part, i guess the most possible equivalent would be eating french fries. With menses blood instead of chilli sauce. Now, how'd you like to have that, you sick semen-swallowers?!

Ok.

I think i've disgusted you more than enough. So i guess its about time to switch the topic.

I FOUND SOME REALLY NICE RECIPES ONLINE THAT MAKES ME WANNA BAKE BAKE BAKE!

Nutella Cookies.

Nutella is sooo orgasmic. Ok, kidding. Its heavenly...

Brownie Peanut-butter Cups

An ensemble of chocolate and peanut butter. AWESOME!

There's more but i'm lazy to upload them photos.

I hope that was enough for you to get your appetite back, though.

KICK IT OUT!

2008-11-23T17:04:00.005+08:00

I really thought i've totally wiped out the existence of my old bad habit
but it came back to haunt me this morning!

You know its easy to do the bad things
and totally the opposite when it comes to doing the good ones.

So it took me quite an effort to kick that habit.

DIE HABIT, DIE!!!

And no, that habit is not smoking.
It is: waking up late and missing my morning prayers.

Plus, according to parents and makcik-makciks of the universe, it
is inappropriate for anak-anak dara to wake up late.

Alamakkkkk.

Or maybe i'm just overreacting.

iComplain

2008-11-21T07:18:00.005+08:00

Forking out $25 for the class chalet was like throwing $25 down the drain.
Actually i'd rather do the latter.
At least i'd know beforehand that i'll not
benefit from that situation and wouldn't have kept my hopes high.

When i went there, i spent $20 flat just on
food and transport.
Couldn't help it, was too hungry.
And it didn't help that the burger i bought tasted disgusting.

The whole thing was so screwed up it wasn't even funny.
For me, at least.

I couldn't even stay long because i had a hockey match the next day.
And i couldn't come for the 2nd day of the chalet
because i was too shagged from the hockey match.

I shouldn't have come for the 1st day either.
Because now the total amount of money i've wasted
has escalated to $45.

KNNCB.

It wouldn't have been this palpable if i was rich.
But wait, reality check: i'm not rich.

Life is so evil.

There's so many other things i'd love to complain about
but my fingers are gaining inertia by the minute
so i'll stop typing soon.

Anyway,
now my skin looks grotesque, unattractive, hideous
and anything related to ugly.
Thanks to the sun's UV rays.
It looks like a zebra now; black and white.

But noooooo.
Saying that would be an insult to the zebras.
At least they're pleasing to the eyes.
Sort of.

2008-11-15T20:36:00.005+08:00

For a moment i thought i've entirely lost my

clarinet-playing skills and will have to start from scratch

if i ever planned to make a comeback.

But then again, 4 years of dedication has ingrained those

skills in my fingertips which still exist today.

Well, only a smidgen of it, at least.

But i'll survive.

I have no idea whose clarinet i used this morning, though.

And to whoever it is:

I'm terribly sorry i left vestiges of my

saliva at the mouthpiece, the inner part of the clarinet

and also the cloth you use to wipe it.

But you'll just have to live with it.

Afterall; ONE BAND, ONE SALIVA.

Ok ok ONE BAND, ONE SOUND.

As much as i like the clarinet,

i'd play the keyboard if i had a choice.

Keyboards are cool.

And keyboardists are cooooler.

Now now, if only i knew how.

2008-11-13T16:24:00.004+08:00

HELLO.

You can ignore this post.
I'm just testing with a bigger font size because i think
my font size is too small and it gets on my nerves.

So i guess i can already strike off one thing from my agenda.

Which leaves me with 1000 more things. Ok that was a hyperboly but you get my point.

Goodbye for now!

2008-11-12T08:46:00.004+08:00

Gym training is taking a toll on my muscles.

And Yoko-yoko's not being very helpful either.

But i'm willing to endure the pain for hockey.

I wouldn't work out at the gym too much though.
Because i don't want to end up looking like...

THAT!

Haha ok bye!

2008-11-10T15:19:00.007+08:00

Weekends didn't turn out as planned.
Was really looking forward to the sentosa outing
but didn't go because i had to attend my grandaunt's funeral.

That's life.
Prioritise and sacrifice.

It was, of course, sad to hear about her death.
But i'm actually happy for her.
At least now, she's no longer suffering from the excruciating pain that
cancer is inflicting upon her.

And i'm pretty sure that she'll end up in a really nice, celestial place.
Insya'Allah!

I wish i'll end up in that nice nice place.
But i havent been a good Muslim.
So i guess i'd better start being a better one now.

After all, death is going to catch up to all one day.
And its only a matter of time.

Heh. Scared?

For my fellow Muslim friends,
here's a song to soothe your soul.

p.s. Muslims are not terrorists.

OK change of subject.

Now that i've started reading Twilight, i understand

why Lena fell in love with Edward Cullen.

He is a very charming persona.

Persona.

He's not even a person.

But i'm smitten.

Assalamu'alaikum.

Peace be upon you.

See! We advocate peace.

We don't greet others by saying: Terror be upon you.

2008-11-07T13:59:00.007+08:00

I was walking home from school

when i stumbled upon 3 Anjadis (the Indian version of Mat Rep) clad in pink around my neighbourhood.

It was already irritating enough that they're wearing pink

and then they had to exacerbate it by acknowledging my presence.

Anjadi: Hello! Girl, you from what school?

Me: *pretending not to notice them even though their presence was fucking obvious*

Anjadi: You from Yishun Town right? Got number anot?

Me: *walks away quickly because their choice of colour was just too overwhelming for my eyes*

WTF?!

Can't those dudes see from my matured and intellectual countenance that

i'm no longer in secondary school?

I've moved on to tertiary, man.

SO anyway,

the verdict of whether you promote or retain came out this morning.

And i didn't know whether to feel happy or sad.

I'll miss my buddy, though!

But its okay.
We'll still get to see each other in school.
And we'll still have our WWE Smackdowns.

SO WATCH OUT, STONE COLD LENA AUSTIN!

Check out my "The Rock" eyebrows.
Sexy, ain't it?

Ok goodbye people.

Move on with your own life now.

2008-11-05T07:21:00.004+08:00

They say a picture speaks a thousand words.

So here's a picture to sum up the 1000 words that describe how i'm feeling now
that i'm over and done with Project Work.

And, no, my happiness is not a facade.
So i guess this picture is not so accurate after all.

Let's try another picture then.
A picture with my face instead.

I know you secretly want to see my beautiful face.
(Ok, kidding.)

There you go!

Maybe i look a little constipated but just live with it, bitches. Lena looks like she's about to do something raunchy and Faris looks like a pretty girl, no?

Anyway, the oral presentation went better than i expected. For the Q&A part, at least.

I managed to give a rational answer instead of the exaggerated and philosophical answers i usually give.

Like: doing a favour for mankind or life hasn't been easy on us.

So goodbye for now, the members of my nation!

2008-11-03T19:53:00.003+08:00

I had a weird dream this morning.
Dreamt that rabbits were evil.
And they almost killed me.

I used to think rabbits were cute.
But apparently my perspective has changed.
Thanks to the really weird and random dream.

2008-10-29T23:17:00.000+08:00

OP rehearsal was a disaster.
And tomorrow is MT A-Levels!

Alamakkkkkk.

PW dan peperiksaan peringkat A bagai duri dalam daging.

2008-10-20T15:22:00.004+08:00

Dear camera,

I MISS YOU!

This post had the potential to be filled with photos of the Hari Raya outing with Hypernovas.
So you know, i can show off that i actually got to celebrate Hari Raya with some of my friends. Like everyone else.

But due to the fact that currently, my beloved camera
is nestling comfortably in a taxi somewhere in Singapore, i can't show off my photos.

Dammit!

Or it could be in the hands of some lucky bastard who has zero integrity.

*tune to the song Baby Come Back by Vanessa Hudgens*

Camera come back to me

Shouldn't have left you in the taxi

Love camera

Come back

2008-10-18T15:32:00.004+08:00

I've been waiting and waiting.

But none of my relatives have visited my house.

Perhaps they're also staying at home

waiting for their relatives to come to their house.

Haha.

That would be funny.

Everyone's waiting for one another to come to their house

but nobody's coming.

Instead my secondary school mates are coming.

They didn't even ask me out o.O

But nevermind its not my loss.

It's theirs.

I really hope my relatives will come

because i am extremely bored.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

COME TO MY HOUSE MY DEAR COUSINS AND AUNTS AND UNCLES.

2008-10-17T18:24:00.004+08:00

Just felt like listing down a few things that are currently grinding my gears.
*once again quoted from Family Guy*

Deprivation of free time

I feel like a loser everytime i see people going jalan raya with their friends because, so far, i have NOT even gone on one outing with my friends. This is depressing. I feel so anti-socialised. Couldn't even find the time to celebrate Hari Raya with my classmates. For the love of Nadiah(?), please please please extend the Hari Raya period so i can still celebrate with my friends that i love and miss terribly.

Shitty revelation

Yesterday, i was convinced that what i stepped on wasn't some creature's excrements. But this morning as i walked to school i saw this small piece of shit on the same spot. So what i stepped on wasn't chocolate. Great.

Written Report

Need i elaborate?

Shortfall of sibling symbiosis

Siblings can be the most irritating people sometimes. And the worst thing is, THEY LIVE WITH YOU. So what are the chances of avoiding them? Zero.

I still love them, nevertheless. Or maybe i'm just obliged to love them since they're family. Ok kidding, i sincerely love them from the deepest oceans of my heart. (don't know what kind of lousy imagery i'm using)

Depletion of 0841A's population

My classmates are leaving the school one by one and now there's less than 20 left. WTF is happening to us, man? And at the rate we're going, we may have to combine with other classes next year. I have nothing against that. But it's just awkward. Really awkward.

And sometimes, the way teachers talk about it is as if my classmates are dead. For eg, "Xin Yi no more right?". *touches wood*

I'll miss the original 0841A. Really.

Still convalescing from trauma

Sometimes when i think of lectures, or anything in relation, i shudder. Because it all brings back bad memories. Bad bad memories. *saying in a creepy and husky voice*

Some of you may know, some of you may not know about it.

In short, i had to endure about 5 minutes of utter humiliation, being denounced anonymously, in front of the entire lecture group. My identity might as well have been revealed because apparently, alot of people knew it was me.

The stinging sarcasm directed at me has indeed left me emotionally tormented. Even till now.

In contrast to the infractions that life has inflicted upon me, there are still some good things i look forward to.

Like celebrating Hari Raya with Hypernovas this Sunday! *makes an egg-cited face*

Goodbye for now, the people of my nation!

2008-10-16T21:18:00.004+08:00

I was rushing on my way to school this morning because i feared that the gate will close on me like how it did a few months ago when suddenly..... piakk!

I stepped on something hard but squishy.

So i looked back to see what it was.
I was already a few steps ahead so i couldn't see clearly.
But i know it was brown. And squishy.

My instincts said: SHIT!
But don't trust my instincts.
It could have been chocolate. Or some rotten fruit.

And it didn't stink anyway so don't go around saying: "Fuck. No wonder the school stinks today. Nadiah brought remnants of dog shit with her."

Well, shit happens.
Especially to Lena.
Who has apparently stepped on human excretions on Mount Panti.

TWICE.

But i still think i stepped on chocolate instead.

Anyway i've got good news. For myself, that is.

I may be able to promote to J2 since i've managed to grasp 6 credit points in my hand. Its not 100% guaranteed though. And i don't mind retaining, actually.

But my father does.

Ok bye.

You know you love me.

XOXO

NADIARRGGHHH

2008-10-14T22:17:00.002+08:00

Haha this advertisement is cute.

Gotta love Malaysian ads. (:

BYEEEE!

2008-10-02T21:28:00.006+08:00

If i can't control my reflexes well, i might get beaten up one day.

No kidding.

We were at LJS when i have no idea why, but Jo just had to throw this piece of straw at me.

He just had to.

So naturally my reflexes made me throw the straw back at him.

But thanks to my lack of ability to aim properly,

the straw almost hit this malay girl sitting at the table behind Jo.

And when i threw the straw, the girl's boyfriend who was returning to the table with their lunch, saw it.

Extra info: The guy had tattoos all over his arm, you know those typical Mat Rep.

He looked down at the straw and then stared at me.

He fucking stared at me.

At that moment i thought he was going to come over to my table and wrestle me to the ground.

Actually that would be quite entertaining.

It'd be like being in some WWF Smackdown. Which is quite cool.

But that's beside the point.

The point is, i was damn scared.

So i gave the Mat Rep this guilty, pitiful look, hoping that it will touch his emotional chord and soften his heart.

And i think it might have worked, because after that he looked away.

Note to self: Never mess with Mat Reps.

SO, anyway..

the first day of Hari Raya was a bore.

So much for me anticipating it.

I think i'm much happier during fasting month.

When i was actually looking forward to something.

Maths paper tomorrow and there's zero impetus to drive me to study.

ZERO. NIL. ZILCH. KOSONG. NONE. 0.

So yea you get the idea.

Instead i watched "I Survived a Japanese Game Show".

MAJIDE!!!

Haha.

Funny Shit.

Kelakar Taik.

Kelakar Berak.

SAYONARAzxzxzxzxzxzxzxz.

Here's a clip.

CRAZY IS-A GOOD. CRAZY IS-A BEAUTIFUL. CRAZY IS GORRRDENNN.

2008-09-29T19:40:00.004+08:00

Doing the GP paper just now was like digging my own grave.

As i expected, when i got home, my father asked me how was the paper.
Normally, i'd just say "ouh, the paper was okay" no matter how tough and brain wrecking the paper was.

But this time i chose not to prevaricate.
It's fasting month anyway, so i'm not supposed to lie.
So i told him how tough the paper was.
In other words, i've screwed up so i had to convince him that it was difficult.
And not to keep his hopes high.

Then he replied me with the million dollar question: But you can still do it, right?
Which then brought me back to my old prevaricating habits, saying "Erm..i did manage to write down some points"

A non sequitur, i know.

On a lighter note, Hari Raya is in two days!

Yay yay raya! Yay yay raya! Yay yay raya!

2008-09-21T20:14:00.003+08:00

I was on the escalator when i witnessed something disgusting.

There was an old man, maybe in his 60s, and this young girl, standing two steps in front of me.
I thought both of them knew each other since the old man was smiling at her.
Anyway, i can't help but to observe since they were within my scope of vision.

Then i noticed that the girl wasn't looking back at him, even though the old man's eyes were practically penetrating right through her.
So i looked on.
The man looked at her face, then lowered his gaze to her breasts then tilting his head back a little to check out her butt.
And he was smirking to himself the whole time.

I bet he was visually undressing her.
And also imagining what he would do to her in bed.
Oh! I bet he even felt like screwing her right at the steps of the escalator.
GOD!
That is beyond creepy.

And then i came upon a realisation of how easily turned on that man was.
Because the girl wasn't even scantily-clad and popping her boobs for the whole world to see.
She was wearing a freakinnn t-shirt and freakinnn jeans, for goodness sake.

That man really needs some professional help.
He needs help to control his hormones; keep his pheromone and testosterone levels at a minimum, for the sake of mankind.

=____= wtf.

2008-09-07T15:18:00.004+08:00

"Procrastination is like Masturbation; in the end, you are just screwing yourself."

(haha!)

"Procrastination is, hands down, our favourite form of self-sabotage."

So indirectly, i've just screwed and sabotaged myself.

Oh, great.

2008-09-04T01:05:00.007+08:00

Greetings.

You know what really grinds my gears? *quoted from family guy*

It's the fact that i'm in a Hari Raya mood when Hari Raya is in about a month from now.

All thanks to this Hari Raya song i'm listening to.

And all thanks to Rozi for sending it to me.

Thanks, Rozi, thanks! =__=

Anyway the song goes like this:

Kan ku sujud di kakimu bila kita bertemu

Kan ku cium tanganmu ku pohon restu

Oh maafkan daku kesalahan diriku...

Translated, it means: I will bow down to your feet when we meet...

Uh, ok forget it. My malay is horrible now. Darn.

Note to self: must...get....song...out of my head!

Outta my outta my head

Get outta my head

That's my lovely but semi-retarded sister, btw. The lipstick stain, i predict there's going to be alot of them on her face on the first day of Hari Raya when my grandmother kisses her and leaves lipstick stains all over her face.

p.s.My grandmother does that all the time to me n my sibs. I still love her, though (:

And now i can practically see Faris drooling at the sight of my sister's photo.

Why, Faris why?

Resist your paedophilic tendencies, my friend.

2008-09-01T10:56:00.004+08:00

Singapore is in much need of a boost.

A *TFR boost.

*TFR-Total Fertility Rate.

Because apparently, married couples are not making enough babies.

And because of this, there's not enough babies to replace the older generation.

I doubt that the problem lies with the pattern of their copulating activity.

They are fornicating alright.

So contraceptives must be the culprit.

Definition of contraceptives: evil things that kill potential babies.

If that's the reason why Sg is not producing enough infants then i think the Sg govt should ban condoms or something.

Oh wait, let's sidetrack a little.

When i was younger, my brother asked me whether i knew what a condom was.

I said i knew.

And with much confidence, i told him it was the short form for condominium.

My bro just laughed and laughed until he choked on his own saliva.

Ok back to the topic.

So yes, i think the govt should ban condoms or other contraceptives like how they banned chewing gums.

And maybe, just maybe, they could kill two birds with one stone.

#1: Married couples will have no choice but to fornicate without contraceptives. And w/out contraceptives --> higher chance of getting pregnant. Oh! And i think the Sg govt should also restrict abortion.

#2: Teenagers go to 711 to check the usual spot for condoms only to get a rude awakening. NO CONDOMS! Then maybe, just maybe they'll think that they should not sleep around because no condoms will mean higher chance of getting the girl(s) pregnant and contracting STDs. If they're intelligent enough to weigh the consequences then teenage pregnancy and abortion rates might decrease.

Ok i don't know lar, i'm just saying.

Anyway, who would want to listen to a pathetic 17-year old girl who can't even pass her geog tests to save her ass right?

Another thing.

Maybe the govt should make the incentives more appealing.

Maybe, for couples who give birth to twins, triplets and such will only have to pay the childcare/school fees for one child.

Or give longer maternity and paternity leaves for the parents to take care of the child.

Or give out subsidies.

Actually, anything that has got to do with money seems attractive.

Then Sg shall be filled with more cute babies!

Ok bye i'm off to make babies now.

Heh, no lar.

I'm off to study, desperately hoping that the govt would let me, instead of the foreigners, to gain access to NUS.

Teacher's Day

2008-08-30T10:41:00.006+08:00

Happy Teacher's Day, Ms LMK!

L.M.K CONQUERED (Mount)PANTI

The t-shirt with ALL of our beautiful faces printed on it! Yup, EVERYONE from 0841A is in dat collage.

What's left of 0841A.

Mr See Tho, the ever so entertaining and resourceful PW teacher and is rumored to have a crush on Ms Lin ;)

Having fun with our large, round.....balloooons. Magnificent!

Alex, me, Sathia the Indian Mat, Lena, Sharan.

We piled all the shit from Mt Panti on top of Faris's head and gave him orange boobies. Very cool indeed.

The bubbliest girl in IJC with the bubbliest boobs: Sharmini.

Ryan the psycho bastard.

We had an orgy-porgy (only Brave New World readers will get it) some time ago and we accidentally impregnated Faris. Poor Faris had to suffer the labour pains. It's ok Faris, take Juno's example and be brave like her!

Afterwards, me, Fit and Lena went back to my secondary school because i wanted to take my O level cert. But there were too many distractions along our journey.

Lena hasn't evolved actually.

Photos i took while swinging!

I'll never let you go

Don't ever forget

Tell me you'll remember

Forever young

I'll never let you fall

It's not over yet

You and me forever

Forever young

We're forever young.....

2008-08-24T10:16:00.005+08:00

Sometimes, people are just really really really hard to please.

Even when you do what they've told you to do, they are still unsatisfied.

I really think these people need to lighten up abit.
Go and do something to make you happy, man.

Maybe eating chocolates will help. Or watching funny japanese videos on Youtube.
Or force yourself to laugh even if you don't feel like laughing.
Just do something that releases the happy hormones in your body.
Copulation might work.

Tip: Smile more often :)

I wonder why some people are just so uptight about trivial matters.
So yes i agree, $1 might make a huge difference (if you're living in a Third World country).
But here, what can you get with that amount of money?
Maybe a McDonald's ice cream to make you happy.
But that's not the point.

Thing is, we've all come to a consensus that everyone contributes $1 to do something for our teacher.
FOR OUR TEACHER, for goodness sake.
As much as you hate her, she's still our teacher and she deserves a considerable amount of respect.
Aside from respect, she should also deserve that measly $1 from your pocket, you sonofabitch.

So anyway, there are a plethora of things that i look forward to after the Mid-Course Exams.
And one of them is none other than Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

So according to Xin Yi's blog, the movie's coming out on 21st Nov. Perfect timing, man. Let's just hope that this movie is not a disappointment like the previous one.

And for now i shall just imagine myself living in Hogwarts.

Alright, bye for now.

It's about time i read up on my Hydro and Population notes to feel a little bit more intelligent.

The Three Stooges

2008-08-16T01:01:00.008+08:00

Let's picture this:

Sharan, Zubair and company were eating at KFC and i was outside, making faces to them through the glass pane. Then stupid Faris just had the irresistable urge to bang my head against the glass pane.

I don't know why but he just had to and yes, he had a perverse satisfaction out of it. He thinks of it as an achievement, in his own standards.

So after my head banged onto the glass, i turned around, saw Lena right next to me and i assumed it was her who did the head-banging thing and then i slapped her. It wasn't really a slap, more like exerting force on her cheeks and pushing her away.

Lena looked confused and Faris was laughing away like an idiot. And then he finally revealed that it was he who committed the uncivilised and barbaric act.

So i kicked him in the groin and he screamed and rolled on the floor in agony, protecting his balls from further attacks. It was magnificent!

That incident was somehow reminiscent of The 3 Stooges.

Anyway, i heard about the theft incident in school, how some people from my school got their bags and belongings stolen. I think i'd just cry if i were them. Oh well, they have my sympathies because i really can't imagine what i'd do without all those lecture and tutorial notes.

So far, in this almost 17-year course of my life, i've never had anything stolen from me in school. Unless you consider the time my shoes were taken by another kid in kindergaten. I panicked when i couldn't find my shoes, goddamnit. I can't remember what happened exactly, but let's just assume that i went back home without shoes.

Imagine how miserable 5-year-old Nadiah felt at that point of time. Going home with just a pair of socks covering her feet in the bus, staring with envy at the other kids wearing shoes. Going home with her cute little feet unprotected. *makes sad face and pouts*

So yes, i really do feel for these people who got their things stolen. I remember when my brother's handphone got stolen in school. Even though it wasn't my phone, i was really angry by the fact that it got stolen.

Maybe it was partly because that phone was supposed to be mine when my brother decides to get a new one. But seriously, even if it wasn't going to be my potential phone, i'd still be angry by the fact that some motherfucker stole it.

Ok so anyway a few of my classmates and i went to the Science Centre. Go feast your eyes on these photos.

The glass pane says: Enter this space to experience greenhouse effect.

Naughty Swee Hong couldn't resist her temptaions.

And then Lena too wants to join in the fun.

The omni-theatre was awesome! Oh and btw, the main focus of this photo should be on the 3 people at the back row. You may ignore the front row people. (Okay i lied. Back row people are the extras lar.)

Erm...yeah you guessed it! Charlie's Angels wannabe.

Say hello to Monkey Boy!

Joseph still hasn't wipe that same stupid grin off his face. Ok, i didn't mean it. That grin is cute lar. (just saying this to make him feel better)

Presenting to you, The 3 Stooges of this generation.

Oh before i forget, i'd like to add that i'm blessed to have a really understanding hockey team. I know i'm the weakest runner in the team but you guys never failed to motivate me everytime i feel like giving up. Thanks to Nette especially for running with me at my really slow pace. Love you guys! (:

2008-08-06T19:31:00.004+08:00

There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.

Same goes for teaching.

I must say, nagging does not help the class at all.

And lamenting to us for hours on end about our attitude will not make us any smarter or more enlightened, really.

Come on _______, be more creative please.

Yes, i do appreciate the fact that she has more confidence in me than i have for myself.

I really respect her for that.

But then again, my opinion about her fluctuates.

Just when i'm beginning to think of her as quite a nice person, she just had to tell me to "Shut up".

And that just ruins her whole reputation.

But when i have bad opinions about her, she's really nice to me suddenly.

And then i think that she's a nice person again.

Either i'm fickle-minded or she really is very complicated to understand.

Nevertheless, i shall still respect her.

Talking about respect, i think that old folks should also respect us young people and not just us respecting them.

What's the point of teaching the young to respect the old when they don't even practise what they preach?

It's just like a salesman aggressively promoting and selling bras when they don't even wear bras.

Ok apologies for the weird analogy, i just can't think of any better ones.

Anyways here's my encounter with a group of uncouth old folks.

I was at this national day event where i was assigned to give out goodie bags to the guests.

Some goodie bags had torchlights in them and all others had glowing sticks instead of torchlights.

So i was walking around to check who have gotten the goodie bags and who have not when this group of old folks stopped me and Lena saying, "Eh we want that thing! How come i don't have?"

Wow. How very polite of them.

Being the nice person that i always am, i just smiled at them and asked how many more goodie bags they wanted, even though i could see they've already gotten their goodie bags and were just trying to hide it.

Or maybe they have amnesia and totally forgot they'd already gotten their goodie bags.

I really hope they have not forgotten to bathe, for their own good and also for the sake of mankind.

Okay, i'm talking rots again. Sorry.

So back to that group of old folks.

I asked them nicely how many more goodie bags they wanted.

And the response that i got from them made me feel like i was in the stock market because there were a plethora of them old folks shouting "One! Two! Two! One! Three! More! More!"

Still, i was polite enough to give them two goodie bags.

But it didn't end there.

This really anal old man, after getting the goodie bag, asked "Where's the torchlight? This one got no torchlight!"

So i told him that some of the goodie bags have glowing sticks instead of torchlight and apparently he got the glowing sticks.

Still unsatisfied, anal old man asked for the torchlight.

Then i told him that we're out of torchlight-filled goodie bags.

Please note that i told him really extremely politely.

But noooo. He had to exacerbate the whole situation by saying, actually shouting:

"If got no torchlight, go buy arh! Go go buy torchlight! Go!"

And he shoo-ed me and Lena away as if we were stray cats trying to steal his food.

If i were a stray cat, i'd just rip off his wrinkled balls with my germ-infested claws so he'll have some groin infection and won't be able to enjoy anymore sensual pleasure.

Bastard.

But don't get me wrong, people.

I'm not saying that all the old people are motherfuckers.

I'm just stating the fact that there are a few rotten apples out there.

Because i still love old people especially my grandparents.

Goodnight, young folks!

2008-07-29T23:19:00.002+08:00

The visit to the school for handicapped kids made me realise how awesome these blind kids are and it made me appreciate them even more.

Kudos to them for being so energetic and positive even though they can't see anything that surrounds them. And they're really intelligent that i think its such a pity they had to live without the ability to see, while we mere mortals take for granted of the sight that we have.

Goodnight, mere mortals!
Do take good care of your eyesight...while you can.

2008-07-27T20:52:00.003+08:00

I was at my cousin's wedding when suddenly crrraaccckkkk.

The back part of my kebaya split open.

(ok the split was about 9cm long lar, not all the way down)

Think of The Hulk.

And there i go, embarrassing myself again.

*sighing to myself* Nadiah, Nadiah.

2008-07-20T05:25:00.014+08:00

SATURDAY ROAD TRIP!

Destination #1: Ale's house.

It was super cool, man! My first time taking a ride in my friend's car! Usually the person at the driver's seat is either my father/grandfather/some random taxi driver.

So yeah, this is a change.

I was afraid at first to take a ride in his car because i thought i couldn't trust Jo.

But he was so serious when driving so that assured my safety, i guess.

I bet he can pass off as a bouncer, being that serious, seriously.

Chey...cool arh, Jo.

Me, Fit, Lena and Faris's right eye.

Such vast improvement. Now part of Faris's nose and mouth are visible.

Fitri's pimple says Hello! (Look at her forehead)

I DIG GOOD BOYS, TRANSFORMERS, FILA!

Kelvin's Happy Hour with 3 CHIOBUS!

And now it's Ale's turn. Ale looks super cool now with a new hairstyle and a nice pair of shorts. And 3 pretty girls by his side.

The metal thingy on his right arm. It looks super cool, seriously.

If i was an evil person, i would heat up the metal rods and watch him writhe in pain. Muahahaha. But no i'm not an evil person. I have a kind heart, really, so i wouldn't do such a thing.

Ale, Ale. He can still make fun of me and the rest with two broken arms. Sometimes, people just don't get how vulnerable they are to danger in certain situations.

But he's still so cute lar, haha.

Fitri, in an attempt to reconcile with the violin after more than four years of detachment.

Haha. I can't believe she actually reached grade8 when she was in Sec1 because she couldn't play a single note, beautifully. Nevertheless, credits to her for the brave attempt.
*gives a round of applause*

Ching chong ching chong......_____NG RESTAURANT.

Cool shot taken by Zubair.

Destination #2: Haji Lane.
Initially we wanted to go for the Lime Sonic Bang/Flea Market. But yeah, change of plans due to some unforeseen circumstances. So we seesha/sisha/sheesha/shisha(-ed). Sorry people, i don't know how to spell it.

Teenager's nowadays...*sigh*

This is a cool shot of a cool shoe taken by a cool photographer(ME of course). But sadly, the owner of this cool shoe (Faris) falls short of the coolness of it all.

Fitri, Fitri. After taking a few puffs of that seesha/sisha/sheesha/shisha, she got drunk(?) and had a hangover or something, i really don't know what to call it because 'drunk' and 'hangover' are terms that are supposed to be used upon the consumption of alcohol.

Anyway, i only took one puff. And i didn't get any nice feeling or what. I don't even know why people think its nice. Seesha/sisha/sheeshe/shisha is nothing special, and cigarettes are totally out of the question.

I look like an evil stepmother/supervillain/witch in this shot. But hey, i'm a really really really nice and kind-hearted person, really.

Cool blurry shot.

I look like Adib(my brother) with long hair. And if you ever see him around nowadays, that's how i'd look if i shaved my head.

Awww we still love Faris even though he's a super kental Epsilon-Minus Semi-Moron. Only Brave New World readers will understand this lingo so you losers who don't read the book don't get it, do you?! Muahahaha.

Just a random shot.

The four jet planes look like flies from here!

Fasci-NATION!

Destination #3: Al-Ameen

We actually planned to walk around Bugis Street and meet Shahilia there. But then again, due to unforeseen circumstances, we had a change of plans.

Look at Lens's huge eyes in contrast to my really small insignificant ones. Haha.

Shahilia finally cut her bloody long fringe which was almost reaching the floor. It looks way better now and she looks so much prettier, seriously.

We had Tom Yam soup with rice! Btw, apologies for the "coin slot", if you know what i mean.

Shahilia steam arh.

So let me end off this post with a photo of the "coolest" people i've ever known in my whole entire life: FATRIS (Faris + Fitri).

Uh....ok.

Bye, take care, DEAR READERS!

Don't sabotage me again, ok? Promise?

2008-07-16T21:31:00.005+08:00

Too many things. Too little time.

Too many deadlines to meet.

Why is this always the case?

They say: You only live once.

If you don't take risks, what's the fun in it?

So what risk should i take next?

Parents-teacher meeting is in 1 week.

Disaster is imminent.

I can just imagine the tension rising up to the surface like dead fish when ______(i've learnt my lesson so i shall not put any teacher's names in my blog because i fear that i will hurt any of their feelings and will have to face utter humiliation. Again.) complains to my parents about me being a pain in the arse.

Ok i shall end here and mug my life away.

Because Mid-Course is in about 60 days.

I. AM. SCREWED.

Seriously.

2008-07-15T18:44:00.004+08:00

WHOOPS!

My blog have been exposed. And its really embarassing, seriously.

Now that i know people actually read my blog (because initially i thought no one bothers to), i have to watch my words and my actions.

APOLOGIES FOR MY STUPIDITY, PEOPLE.

I shall not do it again.

Oh and to whoever who sabotaged me, well, thanks for putting my face in the Hall of Shame, thanks for making me an object of humiliation, thanks for adding on to my collection of embarrassing moments, thanks for stripping me off my dignity.....

I feel like a loser now, seriously.

I need Mr. Brightside!

Oh btw, i'm really blessed to have such wonderful friends.

I love them so much for trying to make me feel better. Thanks guys :)

2008-07-12T10:30:00.008+08:00

So this week has been a really, extremely disorganised week for me.
It's one of the most disorganised of all the disorganised weeks i've had.

Firstly, my GP file.

I had to hand in my GP file eons ago but typical Nadiah procrastinated and delayed because the GP file wasn't complete. So i went home and looked for the file but i couldn't find it anywhere. I even searched my brother's room and the store!! But it's nowhere to be found.

I was like, SHIT! What to do? At first, i thought of going to GP tutorial without the file. But then Shahilia warned me, "She's gonna scream at you, man!". Since GP tutorial started at 2.10pm, i decided to come to school at 2.10.

Yea, i decided to be a good student so i bought a new file since i can't find the previous one and i cut out a lot of newspaper articles and filed them in, with categorised dividers. It was sooo organised. Ok i realise that me trying to be a good student is a paradox since i came to school late. But still, it wasn't complete because i didn't have enough time to read all the articles and write a summary on each of them. There were almost 30 articles, so how is that possible within such a short time?!

But wait, here comes the best part. I went for GP tutorial and LMK didn't even ask me for the file. And i ended up not handing it in because it was incomplete and i had a strong instinct that she was going to scream at me in front of my classmates like how she did the other time when i didn't do my holiday homework.

Oh anyway, i got kicked out of Econs tutorial yesterday for not doing my homework, along with Shahilia, Joseph, Kelvin, Zubair, Swee Hong and Alex.

After reading all this, i know you must be thinking that i'm such a loser.

But NEVERTHELESS! I shall not be deterred by all these shortcomnigs!

*chanting* i'm the best i'm the best i'm the best i'm the best i'm the best i'm the best....

We went to the school library with the intention to complete our work/project etc. but....

Ok sorry i got carried away with Shahilia's cool hairband.

It was Adora's 17th bird day!

On a totally random and irrelevant note, the new topic we're learning for Geog has got Fitri all excited.

Tadaaa. The smiley faces and the "whoa!" are all drawn and written by her. I bet she was having orgasms during the lecture, man.

2008-07-10T21:25:00.001+08:00

I FEEL LIKE PUNCHING SOMEONE'S FACE.

2008-06-27T19:56:00.005+08:00

Guess what Fitri found in her nasi briyani just now.
A FLY!

Actually it looks like an ant, but it was the size of a fly. Hmmm, creatures nowadays are so weird.

Poor Fitri, she lost her appetite after that astounding discovery.

Then Sharan told me to be careful since i was eating the same thing as Fitri.

But who the hell cares, man? I was sooo hungry i could eat a whole cow.

I don't know what's wrong with me but i get tired easily these days. Maybe it's the weather.

Me and my twin brother, Lena sleeping at the canteen. Notice the similar hairstyle? That bitch copied me! Btw, don't be fooled by the long hair and skirt because Lena is actually a man...ssshhhh.

Wah..my Summer Test results are really damn awesome!

I got U for three subjects! Haha but i passed the other three okayyy.

Anyway, i expected to pass Econs and Geog(even though i didnt complete it) and fail my Lit paper. But instead it turned out to be the other way round.

And thanks to the moderation, my GP grade dropped from a B to a C. URGH!!

Who's idea was it to moderate arh? KNNCB.
Anyway, the person who marked my paper commented: "...Also, try to write more simply. Your meaning gets convoluted when your vocabulary gets too creative."

Haiya...so disheartening. I tried my best to come up with beautiful and un-cliched phrases but that's the sort of comment that i got. Nevertheless, the person gave me quite high marks for my language.

Anyway, my leg is becoming the victim of hockey trainings.

Haha. Lynette my lover accidentally gave me this bruise when she hit the hockey ball and it ricocheted up and hit my knee. I find it really cool, actually.

2008-06-20T18:14:00.005+08:00

OMFG holidays are gonna be over in about 48++ hours from now.

And the worst thing is, i haven't done anything worthwhile/beneficial/useful/(add any other relevant words here) during this one month.

Firstly, i promised my father i would tidy up my bedroom. Well i did, but halfway. I only threw out those unwanted stuff, but my bedroom still looks like a pig sty.

Blame my sister. She throws her things everywhere, she's practically a walking tornado because everywhere she goes, the place gets messy no matter how neat and pristine it used to be.

So before the hols, i thought of going IKEA to buy new things to revamp my room.

But guess what, typical Nadiah the Procrastinator never did all that. I can't really blame myself, though. I realised that during this June holidays, my time is really scarce. SCARCITY OF TIME!!

Then i also thought of reading my books that were left untouched after halfway reading through them; Harry Potter(last book, can't even remember the title), Atomised, Running With Scissors, Handmaid's Tale(URGH!!!).

But noooooo, i couldn't even find the time to read all those books.

I haven't even finished reading Running With Scissors, a book which i find really funny and interesting. It's about this guy who's gay and finds out that his mother's lesbian and then he has a 30 yr old boyfriend when he's a teenager bla bla bla.

I also thought of practising Math because Math is all about practice, practice, practice. And if you're guessing that i didn't do it, then you're right.

Now this makes me wonder what i've been doing for the past 1 month other than the Kota Tinggi Camp, Hockey Camp, Project Work(URGH!!), hockey trainings, BOCCIA, math econs and geog lectures and also the MT Oral practice.

Speaking of MT Oral, I SCREWED UP lar, WTF.

My reading was fine, obviously right because you don't require much thinking to read. But the conversation part (actually it wasn't even a conversation)...i can't even find any adjectives in my vocabulary to describe it.

As you can see now, my vocabulary is worsening since i haven't been reading through my vocabulary book.

And when school reopens i reeaallyy have to toughen myself up.

Coach says he's going to give us a complete 2-hour physical training and he says he wants to see who'll die first. For sure, I AM GOING TO DIE, figuratively speaking of course.

But let's get a little bit positive, Nadiah.

YOU'RE STRONG AND YOU CAN TAKE IT LIKE A MAN! BE A MAN! A MACHO MAN!!!

Hmmmmm.....

I can't believe school is going to reopen so soon.

OMG I'M SO EXCITED I CAN'T WAIT! *says with fake enthusiasm*

2008-06-12T23:55:00.004+08:00

Seriously, i'm damn lazy to elaborate on the Kota Tinggi Camp so i'll just briefly state that the highlight of the camp was when 90% of the people from my group got diarrhoea on the mountain and we all shitted there.

So yes, it was a totally new experience and now i've learnt to appreciate REAL toilets and i would like to salute the person who created the toilet bowl.

Now i think that the toilet bowl is one of the greatest inventions of mankind, really.

And then there was hockey camp.

Again, lazy to elaborate.

So here are some pictures.................

HUNGRY = UNHAPPY.

I only ate 3 pieces of chicken and a cold hotdog.

Minah, another minah and me.

Birthday boy/man..?

Blindfolded act-cuties and a guy with itchy nipples.

It's really amusing to see people getting cake on their faces but NOT when you're the victim. That busuk Hilmi smothered my whole face with chocolate cake while i was happily snapping pictures then i suddenly kicked him in the butt or something. It was like a reflex action so i did it without thinking beforehand.

Sorry, man. Anyway, my face smelled like chocolate after that but it wasn't the nice chocolatey smell, it was really disgusting and my face became oily.

2008-06-01T00:09:00.007+08:00

Despite the horrible things that happened in the Kota Tinggi Camp (which i will elaborate on next time), i still enjoyed every bit of it thanks to my lovely lovely classmates.

Anyway i hated the aftermath feeling of this camp because i felt sooo emo when i got back home.

I miss KK, my camp instructor.

I miss the 4 days i spend at Kota Tinggi with my classmates.

I miss everything.

Ok i seriously need to go out and socialise rather than spend my pathetic life in front of the pathetic computer.

Oh and i miss hockey too.

I miss my stick. Hockey stick.

I miss Hypernovas, the hockey people.

I miss the trainings.

And i miss WGS Band too.

I miss playing the clarinet.

I miss the band members, my juniors, everyone.

Damn i really sound pathetic.

Ok, cut the crap.

Now i want to say how much i love love love love love my friends from 0841A.

They're the best classmates i can ever have.

And LMK, my civics tutor, is not as bad as i thought.

She's actually a very nice teacher and i'm such an awful student.

Btw, the Kota Tinggi photos i will upload when i get them from Faris the Minah Kental.

Goodnight people.

2008-05-23T21:39:00.004+08:00

I AM TOTALLY SCREWED.

So Albert Einstein once said that there are two things infinite in this world:

The Universe and Human Stupidity.

Today, i had just proven his point, and i'm talking about the latter.

It was clearly stated in the instructions of the Geog exam paper that we have to do ALL questions.

I didn't read the instructions, btw.

But clever me, i thought i only had to choose one question from section B.

One question from section B is equivalent to 25 marks, btw.

Anyway, the cover page was really misleading because we had to write down the question no. that we have attempted so it was as if we didn't have to do all the questions.

So its partly the cover page's fault!

So my point is: I WASTED 25 FREAKING MARKS FOR MY BLOODY GEOGRAPHY PAPER!!

And i wouldn't feel so bad if i did not know how to do the question.

But the bloody thing is:

I KNOW HOW TO DO THE FREAKING QUESTION BECAUSE I'VE STUDIED FOR IT LAST NIGHT AND THE INFORMATION WAS STILL CLEAR IN MY BLOODY HEAD.

#%&@!

I ATE CIVILISATION

2008-05-17T23:06:00.004+08:00

So it was a fine morning and i was hungrily queueing up for breakfast

when ALL OF A SUDDDEEENNN...

A FIGHT BROKE OUT RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EEYYEEESSS

*shocked facial expression*

Ok so here's how it goes...

This woman was queueing up in front of me with her little daughter when some random guy who was carrying a tray accidentally hit her daughter's head or something like that.

That's when the drama happens...

Woman: Did you have to knock my daughter's head like that?

Random guy: *blur expression* I'm sorry i didn't see her.

Woman: You're very rude you know, knocking my daughter's head!

Random guy: Then call the police arh!

Woman: I don't need the police bla bla bla (i forgot what she said at this part)

Random guy: FUCK OFF!!

Woman: Well fuck you too! Fuck you! Yes, you fuck off!

Random guy went to sit at his table and that woman still continued talking shit.

Random guy: FUCK OFF!! (yes, again)

Woman: Fuck you! I'm civilised, unlike you!

Woah...listen to that, people.

According to that woman, it is totally civilised to hurl vulgarities in the morning, in front of ALOT of people having their breakfast peacefully and also in the presence of your little daughter.

ALL HAIL THAT-CIVILISED-WOMAN.

(read: sarcasm)

Oh and according to Mr Chu, women/girls who curse n swear should be placed at the bottom of the hierarchy.

So i guess that makes about 60%(or more)of the whole women population.

Including me.

But the civilised woman shall be at the bottomest of the bottom of the hierarchy.

Ok so back to my story.

When the Civilised Woman(CW) and the random guy were done exchanging swear words with each other, the CW's daughter started talking.

CW's daughter: Mummy, actually that guy didn't really hit my head.

CW: err...nevermind...we shouldn't let people step on our heads. We must stand up to them. (obviously paiseh)

CW's daughter: Mummy, please don't fight.

CW ignores then looked around at the seats.

CW says to daughter: Eh, can go see or not? Is that man still there? (alamak CW, you scared right? scared right? scared rriiiggghhhttt?)

Alright, i'm done with my story.

I really pity her daughter.

If i were her, i'd just run away and go find a new mum who doesn't contradict herself.

2008-05-14T20:01:00.004+08:00

My thin veneer of composure is showing signs of cracking..

I woke up feeling like crap this morning.

Today is just a very shitty day for me.

Today is the epitome of a shitty day because its the shittiest of the shitty days i've had.

And that feeling was aggravated by the fact that i got a freaking 8/25 for my almost-4-pages-long Literature essay. URGH!!

All my efforts went down the stinky drain..

I felt like crying already but i keep telling myself to be a tough bitch and do 1000x better for Summer Test, since i've been failing almost all of my class tests subsequently.

Then i felt even worse when i realised i've used up almost all my pocket money for today, so there's not much to save.

On top of that, i bought a packet of Hello Panda and more than 50% of its contents dropped onto the floor, no doubt due to my clumsiness.

This is why i can never be cool.

I'm just so "utterly" clumsy and i never fail to embarrass myself in front of others and its just so annoying.

And again, i felt even worse when i got a scolding from my Malay teacher for coming into her class almost 30minutes late.

I'm too consumed with dread that i can't even cry now. Or maybe i've just grown accustommed to such situations.

Tommorrow shall be a better day.

Perhaps.Perhaps.

Perhaps.

2008-05-03T18:47:00.005+08:00

OH I CAN'T BELIEVE HE HAS GROWN UP NOW.

So my brother went off to Brunei this morning for his NS and i'm quite impressed that he's grown into a much more mature..err..man..? (even though he hasn't grown much in terms of height)

Hmm.. i can still remember our childhood vaguely.

I remember..

He used to get some kind of perverse satisfaction out of flashing his little "birdie" at me because whenever he does that, i will always scream/cry and run away.

And the reason why i was really scared of looking at it was because i thought it looked like a snail.

It used to look like snail. I have no idea how it looks like right now..hehehe.

Then i remember...

Once, i was sitting on the sofa quietly and innocently (as always), when he suddenly said, "Eh, wanna play superhero?" (or something like that)

I was clueless about it when suddenly he jumped on me and my mouth hit the coffee table really hard.

The next thing i knew, my mouth was bleeding profusely and my four front teeth were hanging by the gums.

So i had to be sent to the dentist who had to pull out the dangling teeth by force.

Thanks ah, for that wonderful experience!

Awwwwwww.......

My greatest fear currently: not being promoted to J2.

This is even scarier than i thought because i've been failing almost all my tests.

Only passed my GP essay and H1 Math.

I failed Geog even though i did study :(

And the most shocking one: i failed Malay. BADLY.

HOW?!

Like everyone else, i don't wish to retain.

But my results are superbly horrendous.

Is that a paradox or oxymoron?

2008-05-01T21:29:00.005+08:00

PW IS KILLING US ALL.

I just want to get it over and done with.

But looking on the bright side of it, at least i have wonderful groupmates to rely on, unlike some of my unfortunate friends.

Hehe Fitri, i'm talking abt you...

Caleb and Ashraf, even though quiet most of the time are

in fact, really funny people.

Shahilia and i were so hungry, it felt like we haven't eaten for 3 months.

So all we could think about was food instead of our project.

Famished, starving, voracious, hungry.

The chocolate cakes were like "sex on a plate", quoted from the boobs-obsessed Shahilia.

Ok, let me get this straight people.

I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH ON FARIS.

He's just a good friend of mine and i happen to treat him just like one of my girlfriends.

Haha, sorry Fafafafaris.

See, you should NEVER jump to conclusions, people.

Anyway....i'm still utterly amused by Lena's impersonation of Hard Gay and Pink Panther.

"HARD GAY! WOOOOOO!"