now i know how shake felt when i said 'hey, the fight club is yours.'
shake is a palahniuk freak. he has it all but fight club. and i'm sure he had read it. but i know, having that one copy of fight club would just complete his collections. and he said thanks. and i thought, 'hey, no biggie'.
today, jumy (kawan ketat dari sekolah who loves checking up on me if i already had been brainwashed by my employer heh), asked me if i have read 'fooled by randomness'. and i haven't. and i said, bak datang pinjam. and he said no. coz he already thought of giving this book to me coz he thinks that i would appreciate it. (gosh, terharu gila!!).
excerpt from our ym conversation :
suffwind :was reading this book and i thought you gonna love this and i said to myself - i'll just send it by courier. i said "tomorrow i'll ym her and ask for an address". "i'm gonna write - dear along, this is for your next birthday (which i don;'t even remember)"please don't stop being a mathematician "cheers! jumy"
gila, am like flattered gila. and yeah, all the reasons for me being myself forever. a math geek. LOL. thank you mate. love u to pieces. u've always made sure i am what i am. apparently, i still AM!! dude, THANK YOU!
and yeah, it is a big deal. now i know. not much of the effort (maybe), but more of the thoughts. now i know how it feels. *grin* (i so cant wait for it!! owh, shake, i know u can't too. hehe. )
Monday, December 31, 2007
oh-seven-gone-to-heaven
indeed, it'll be gone to heaven.
the best year of my life. that much i got to say.
this year, i have felt all kinds of emotions, reacted in so many ways to the things that has come into my life.
i was happy, exhilarated, sad, heartbroken, misled, angry, manipulated, fulfilled, satisfied, hungry, ashamed, embarassed, harassed, in love, enlightened, bitchy, naughty, nice, angelic, adored, fancied, tired, fascinated.
i had so many moments that have profound impacts in this life of mine.
death of a loved one.
births. babies.
marriages.
divorces. divorcee.
boyfriends. girls' boyfriends.
parties.
unions. re-unions.
friends. foes. lovers.
music. jamming sessions. gigs. genres. bass. keyboards.
books. articles. dates.
nature. rock. water. air. rides. tours. trips.
money. hobby. pictures.
breakfasts. lunches. dinners.
initially i wanted to spill all the things i did this year that i think were really cool. and share with you guys those heartwrenching moments too.
but in the end, i guess, it'd be too boring. i mean who would actually care what i do all year round. i doubt anyone would want to read every single bit of my boring (yang i thought was interesting :P) life. but all i wanted u guys to know is that i had fun. thanks for all the experiences shared, given. well, not exactly fun all the way, but i think it's all good.
those fights and arguments i had, those ditches i faced, those silent treatments i got, those unanswered phonecalls, those unreplied texts, those rejections, those hallucinations, those fantasies, those unloved moments : hurt me as much as it taught me. to be stronger. to be careful. to be smart. to be openminded. to be forgiving. to be adaptable. to be calculative. to be tactful.
thank you. god made u guys into my life just to convey this lessons. most times, the hardest way.
those reading moments, movies, partying, clubbing, dancing, dining, rafting, climbing, singing, snorkelling, waterfall-ing, roadtrips, jam sessions, photo-outings, artfests, fleamarket-ing, gigs, concerts, travelling, shopping, pancake-ing, baking, kisses and hugs, courses, exams, nasi daun pisangs, breakfast dates, swimming, cendol-ing, ym-ing, bitching, starbuck-ing, books discussions : i enjoyed them all. thank you for making those moments ultimately fulfilling and satisfying. thank you to those who allowed me to help them, doing cool activities, do shopping, write articles and stuff. thanks so much for the trust u gave me. i am more than happy to help and share and do things together.
so people, this is indeed a year i'll never forget. thank you and goodbye 2007.
i wish all the good things in life; for you, for me, for rakyat sejagat.
so hello 2008!
the best year of my life. that much i got to say.
this year, i have felt all kinds of emotions, reacted in so many ways to the things that has come into my life.
i was happy, exhilarated, sad, heartbroken, misled, angry, manipulated, fulfilled, satisfied, hungry, ashamed, embarassed, harassed, in love, enlightened, bitchy, naughty, nice, angelic, adored, fancied, tired, fascinated.
i had so many moments that have profound impacts in this life of mine.
death of a loved one.
births. babies.
marriages.
divorces. divorcee.
boyfriends. girls' boyfriends.
parties.
unions. re-unions.
friends. foes. lovers.
music. jamming sessions. gigs. genres. bass. keyboards.
books. articles. dates.
nature. rock. water. air. rides. tours. trips.
money. hobby. pictures.
breakfasts. lunches. dinners.
initially i wanted to spill all the things i did this year that i think were really cool. and share with you guys those heartwrenching moments too.
but in the end, i guess, it'd be too boring. i mean who would actually care what i do all year round. i doubt anyone would want to read every single bit of my boring (yang i thought was interesting :P) life. but all i wanted u guys to know is that i had fun. thanks for all the experiences shared, given. well, not exactly fun all the way, but i think it's all good.
those fights and arguments i had, those ditches i faced, those silent treatments i got, those unanswered phonecalls, those unreplied texts, those rejections, those hallucinations, those fantasies, those unloved moments : hurt me as much as it taught me. to be stronger. to be careful. to be smart. to be openminded. to be forgiving. to be adaptable. to be calculative. to be tactful.
thank you. god made u guys into my life just to convey this lessons. most times, the hardest way.
those reading moments, movies, partying, clubbing, dancing, dining, rafting, climbing, singing, snorkelling, waterfall-ing, roadtrips, jam sessions, photo-outings, artfests, fleamarket-ing, gigs, concerts, travelling, shopping, pancake-ing, baking, kisses and hugs, courses, exams, nasi daun pisangs, breakfast dates, swimming, cendol-ing, ym-ing, bitching, starbuck-ing, books discussions : i enjoyed them all. thank you for making those moments ultimately fulfilling and satisfying. thank you to those who allowed me to help them, doing cool activities, do shopping, write articles and stuff. thanks so much for the trust u gave me. i am more than happy to help and share and do things together.
so people, this is indeed a year i'll never forget. thank you and goodbye 2007.
i wish all the good things in life; for you, for me, for rakyat sejagat.
so hello 2008!
Friday, December 28, 2007
gay friday
thanks to girlfriends (ie Amoi and As) for making my friday break fulfilling. :D
thanks to my good communication skills and good photographic memories, i managed to get myself a GUESS tee at 40% discount ..
an S size tee lak tu. LOL
and..
and..
and..
and..
the starbucks 2008 diary. hahah. (K-lynn, dont cry your heart out ha? )
3 drinks = 4 stickers (sbb keramahan gua) and the very last copy of the diary ;)
to friends who fancy getting guess discounts (20% and 40%) , bring me along before purchasing any goods in the alamanda outlet ok? coz, the guy who works in the coast before (budak remaja yang i suka tengok tu) is now working in that Guess outlet. heh. (zaha, taz, pauz would know which guy. :P)
mencari diri yang sebenar
no, this is not me recapitulating my year 2007. not just yet. there's 3 more days to a NEW YEAR. i still have 72 hours to get that 2007 year-end summary done. heh.
as always, i was reading somewhere in some portal where some people were having some very heated argument over some really petty issue regarding someone's personal activities. anyway, in between those conversations, i saw something that had caught my attention. something like this ' kalo mahu carik diri yang sebenar, baik pegi ke mekah'.
and yes, i m compelled to write something about that. about soul searching. about figuring out one self. and i felt disturbed by such statement. whereby u ought to go to Mekah in order to search for yourself. hey, sapa bilang ni?
the very place to start soul searching is not written on the map, silly! it starts within u. dalam jiwa. dalam raga. dalam hati. dalam minda. in you. WHEREVER YOU ARE! hatta, dalam toilet pon.
for a person coming from a reputable school and quite elderly, i never would have expected such shallow mentality. well, maybe, just maybe there are among us who would want to agree to his statement. tp, suka hati korang la kan. i still couldn't agree with his statement.
just because someone mentioning he was off to europe for some soul searching, that doesn't mean that he has gone astray or wild. and plus, he could go anywhere and do anything even, just to search within himself. and that people, applies to all of us.
am telling u, u could be wherever in this planet just to figure out yourself. maybe not everyone gets their enlightenment in a mosque, synagogue or whatever. some figured themselves out di tepi jalan, masa mabuk, masa tgk porn. masa bila-bila. masa almost accident. masa baca buku cerita. anytime anywhere.
and someone replied about that 'kita akan dapat kenali diri sebenar' once we are buried, consumed by the very substance that made us human. true! at that time, its no longer searching. we totally got ourselves figured. knowing what we deserve.
entahlah. of late, i think piousness is fake. ops, stated in the webster dictionary, pious is already pretending religious devotion. heh. befitting gile dgn maksud hatiku.
sekian , ulasan saya yang tak alim ni.
as always, i was reading somewhere in some portal where some people were having some very heated argument over some really petty issue regarding someone's personal activities. anyway, in between those conversations, i saw something that had caught my attention. something like this ' kalo mahu carik diri yang sebenar, baik pegi ke mekah'.
and yes, i m compelled to write something about that. about soul searching. about figuring out one self. and i felt disturbed by such statement. whereby u ought to go to Mekah in order to search for yourself. hey, sapa bilang ni?
the very place to start soul searching is not written on the map, silly! it starts within u. dalam jiwa. dalam raga. dalam hati. dalam minda. in you. WHEREVER YOU ARE! hatta, dalam toilet pon.
for a person coming from a reputable school and quite elderly, i never would have expected such shallow mentality. well, maybe, just maybe there are among us who would want to agree to his statement. tp, suka hati korang la kan. i still couldn't agree with his statement.
just because someone mentioning he was off to europe for some soul searching, that doesn't mean that he has gone astray or wild. and plus, he could go anywhere and do anything even, just to search within himself. and that people, applies to all of us.
am telling u, u could be wherever in this planet just to figure out yourself. maybe not everyone gets their enlightenment in a mosque, synagogue or whatever. some figured themselves out di tepi jalan, masa mabuk, masa tgk porn. masa bila-bila. masa almost accident. masa baca buku cerita. anytime anywhere.
and someone replied about that 'kita akan dapat kenali diri sebenar' once we are buried, consumed by the very substance that made us human. true! at that time, its no longer searching. we totally got ourselves figured. knowing what we deserve.
entahlah. of late, i think piousness is fake. ops, stated in the webster dictionary, pious is already pretending religious devotion. heh. befitting gile dgn maksud hatiku.
sekian , ulasan saya yang tak alim ni.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
how?
dont ask. i dont know how.
seriously, i have so many things that i want to do, and wouldnt mind leaping into it without knowing how. stok redah la kiranya. heh.
so antara perkara yang main redah oleh cik pemikir serat tiub mutu tinggi (wtf?!) adalah:
- i will blog while i drive coz now i have a laptop.
(so how is it again, can i blog while driving? i dont know. haha but i wana do just that!)
- i wrote a resume to seek for a contract-basis job in some foreign land sbg editor selama setahun.
(so is the post government-based, does the JPA approves it, would my SUB n TSUB be my referees? i seriously dont know. gi la mati. hahah. i seriously dunno apekah jalan2 kekerajaanan yang perlu saya lalui utk mintak post yg none of the requirements i met pon .ahah stok redah la katakan. haha)
- i will, next year go to at least 3 places in this world that i wanted to go, that obviously would cost me more than 3 months of my pay and needs more than my cuti tahunan
(whether i can afford it , atau kena cuti tanpa gaji atau tidak akan diluluskan oleh pihak khidmat pengurusan i seriously dont know. )
ok takat ni aje la things yg i could remember that i really2 wanted to do that i couldnt care less how i am gona do it. and plus, cant share with u guys too much of myself, nanti ada org suka nak tiru ape saya buat. boring ar :P
seriously, i have so many things that i want to do, and wouldnt mind leaping into it without knowing how. stok redah la kiranya. heh.
so antara perkara yang main redah oleh cik pemikir serat tiub mutu tinggi (wtf?!) adalah:
- i will blog while i drive coz now i have a laptop.
(so how is it again, can i blog while driving? i dont know. haha but i wana do just that!)
- i wrote a resume to seek for a contract-basis job in some foreign land sbg editor selama setahun.
(so is the post government-based, does the JPA approves it, would my SUB n TSUB be my referees? i seriously dont know. gi la mati. hahah. i seriously dunno apekah jalan2 kekerajaanan yang perlu saya lalui utk mintak post yg none of the requirements i met pon .ahah stok redah la katakan. haha)
- i will, next year go to at least 3 places in this world that i wanted to go, that obviously would cost me more than 3 months of my pay and needs more than my cuti tahunan
(whether i can afford it , atau kena cuti tanpa gaji atau tidak akan diluluskan oleh pihak khidmat pengurusan i seriously dont know. )
ok takat ni aje la things yg i could remember that i really2 wanted to do that i couldnt care less how i am gona do it. and plus, cant share with u guys too much of myself, nanti ada org suka nak tiru ape saya buat. boring ar :P
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
mould
yeah i know, it has been ages since the last time i wrote an entry. it must have been at least a week, no? LOL. that's not too long.
frankly, i have loads of things to write/rant about (this is another first liner yg agak typical in my thinking box, kan kan? do u guys have any other ways for me to write what i mean but in a different order? :D)
ok, so am gona tell u things i THOUGHT i wanted to blog about:
i - the exact sensation i get each time i hit the swimming pool. (yes, i love being in the water)
ii - the exact feeling and thoughts i have each time i drive alone.
iii- the exact arguments on why i still lead my kind of life, in spite of me saying time and time again on how i wanted a boyfriend. haha.
iv- the real reasons of me hating the things i hate, but i dare not hit anyone with my words. (yes, i am nice like that!)
v- the real confession of what i really wanted; in life, in future, in my future boyfriend/husband/playmate (LOL!) , in my mind. (but i just dont do that. i mean, i dont really do that. hehe.)
anyway, as stated , i thought i do wanna write about this. mould. OUR mould. the family we have, the life we lead, the lifestyle we adapt, the society we grew up in.
the trigger was : an ex boyfriend.
how i thought he would be the one coz we seemed so perfect for each other. how i thought whatever differences of backgrounds we might have won't play a role or any roles in our relationship. how we built ourselves out of nothing. from empty pockets. from dodging pakgads of our respective colleges. from panjat pagar each other's college. haha. from seludup into our rooms. from plainly one thing : our youth.
and now since ages of not being with each other, i have realized that our family background was indeed another cause of us not being compatible with each other. back then, we thought we shared so many common interests and opinions. and now, after all these years, after knowing so many people, living so many kinds of life, i realized we would all be the things we grew up with. things we thought we would never want to be, but in the end, we are just that.
during teenage years, we tried to be different, or maybe trying not to conform with whatever is THOUGHT of us.
when everyone said that we could afford something just because our parents are filthy rich, we try NOT to live like we are rich.
when everyone knew that we are poor coz our dads were nobodies, we save up like insanely so that we could afford a Kurt Cobain Biography just to show that we could afford it. we try to be the exact opposites of what people thought we are.
when we had abusive parents where they fought each other everyday, shouting and hitting each other and your siblings , we try not to ever be abusive, by not shouting or hitting or hurting ourselves/each other just so to prove a point that we are not like them.
but in the end, after all these teenage angst mellowed, after all sensibility or rationality or guards or inhibitions or consciences is levelled down, after growing old, we just become what we all really are. the exact by-product of our upbringings. our own society. our parents. our lifestyle. our culture. our own table etiquettes.
and some friendships are torn, new friendships built. some common teenage habits broken, some habit matured, new habits inculcated.
hmm.
well, this para would come out something like a disclaimer, well maybe it is. heh. the thing is, maybe , once in awhile we would have some success stories of people breaking their own mould. but naturally, if maybe someday even when we have become rich (coming from a poor family before), we might still have a wee bit of mentality or habits that we brought along throughout our lives. trust me on this.
okay, next entry maybe about swimming la kot. heh.
frankly, i have loads of things to write/rant about (this is another first liner yg agak typical in my thinking box, kan kan? do u guys have any other ways for me to write what i mean but in a different order? :D)
ok, so am gona tell u things i THOUGHT i wanted to blog about:
i - the exact sensation i get each time i hit the swimming pool. (yes, i love being in the water)
ii - the exact feeling and thoughts i have each time i drive alone.
iii- the exact arguments on why i still lead my kind of life, in spite of me saying time and time again on how i wanted a boyfriend. haha.
iv- the real reasons of me hating the things i hate, but i dare not hit anyone with my words. (yes, i am nice like that!)
v- the real confession of what i really wanted; in life, in future, in my future boyfriend/husband/playmate (LOL!) , in my mind. (but i just dont do that. i mean, i dont really do that. hehe.)
anyway, as stated , i thought i do wanna write about this. mould. OUR mould. the family we have, the life we lead, the lifestyle we adapt, the society we grew up in.
the trigger was : an ex boyfriend.
how i thought he would be the one coz we seemed so perfect for each other. how i thought whatever differences of backgrounds we might have won't play a role or any roles in our relationship. how we built ourselves out of nothing. from empty pockets. from dodging pakgads of our respective colleges. from panjat pagar each other's college. haha. from seludup into our rooms. from plainly one thing : our youth.
and now since ages of not being with each other, i have realized that our family background was indeed another cause of us not being compatible with each other. back then, we thought we shared so many common interests and opinions. and now, after all these years, after knowing so many people, living so many kinds of life, i realized we would all be the things we grew up with. things we thought we would never want to be, but in the end, we are just that.
during teenage years, we tried to be different, or maybe trying not to conform with whatever is THOUGHT of us.
when everyone said that we could afford something just because our parents are filthy rich, we try NOT to live like we are rich.
when everyone knew that we are poor coz our dads were nobodies, we save up like insanely so that we could afford a Kurt Cobain Biography just to show that we could afford it. we try to be the exact opposites of what people thought we are.
when we had abusive parents where they fought each other everyday, shouting and hitting each other and your siblings , we try not to ever be abusive, by not shouting or hitting or hurting ourselves/each other just so to prove a point that we are not like them.
but in the end, after all these teenage angst mellowed, after all sensibility or rationality or guards or inhibitions or consciences is levelled down, after growing old, we just become what we all really are. the exact by-product of our upbringings. our own society. our parents. our lifestyle. our culture. our own table etiquettes.
and some friendships are torn, new friendships built. some common teenage habits broken, some habit matured, new habits inculcated.
hmm.
well, this para would come out something like a disclaimer, well maybe it is. heh. the thing is, maybe , once in awhile we would have some success stories of people breaking their own mould. but naturally, if maybe someday even when we have become rich (coming from a poor family before), we might still have a wee bit of mentality or habits that we brought along throughout our lives. trust me on this.
okay, next entry maybe about swimming la kot. heh.
Monday, December 17, 2007
alaaaaa..
i made some cool lines in answering this question (WHAT IS SOSA?) in order to help a friend with his school's webpage, but mine maybe tak diterima akal agaknya. haha. but anyways, this is what he used on the webpage:-
WHAT IS SOSA?
SOSA (SHAH OLD STUDENTS ASSOCIATION) is the official alumni organization of Sekolah Sultan Haji Ahmad Shah, Pekan, Pahang registered on 02.09.1999. As an alumni society, we serve as a bridge between ex-students and SHAH, Pekan. We encourage closer relations between our members and the school by providing an opportunity for you to keep updates on events and programs. We also aim to bring together all Shahian and encourage its members to network both professionally and socially and exchange their experience and knowledge in their careers. You may enjoy the opportunity to have a larger networking of friends and seniors
and this is my version of WHAT IS SOSA? yang i still think is cooler . haha. kan Ina kan?
A union of Smart, Outspoken, Snazzy, Admirable bunch of people who once enjoyed the shades and integration offered by the august SHAH Pekan. A place where intellectual parleys admired , hopes and dreams aspired, pranks condoned and memories etched on the very walls of the greatest Academia. Home of thousands scholars, glorious champs and bruised egos.
The association of altruistic souls of SHAH is meant to maintain glorious achievements and to sustain the drive for excellency for every hero who walks in and graduates from SHAH Pekan
kan, cooler kan? haha. anyway, then i just might use it for my school la. tp takde lak my school alumni yang nak guna my wittiness to portray our organisation. haha. i am unglamorous like that.
ok ar. am bored right now. despite i have tonnes of calculation to be done and submitted today. esok hendak bercuti-cuta ke kuta. :D
UPDATED! (26 Dec 2007)
yay!! shahpekan.org is using my WHAT IS SOSA? article. makcik flattered gile neh. hnsh . hsnh. kembang lubang idung neh. woohoo!!
WHAT IS SOSA?
SOSA (SHAH OLD STUDENTS ASSOCIATION) is the official alumni organization of Sekolah Sultan Haji Ahmad Shah, Pekan, Pahang registered on 02.09.1999. As an alumni society, we serve as a bridge between ex-students and SHAH, Pekan. We encourage closer relations between our members and the school by providing an opportunity for you to keep updates on events and programs. We also aim to bring together all Shahian and encourage its members to network both professionally and socially and exchange their experience and knowledge in their careers. You may enjoy the opportunity to have a larger networking of friends and seniors
and this is my version of WHAT IS SOSA? yang i still think is cooler . haha. kan Ina kan?
A union of Smart, Outspoken, Snazzy, Admirable bunch of people who once enjoyed the shades and integration offered by the august SHAH Pekan. A place where intellectual parleys admired , hopes and dreams aspired, pranks condoned and memories etched on the very walls of the greatest Academia. Home of thousands scholars, glorious champs and bruised egos.
The association of altruistic souls of SHAH is meant to maintain glorious achievements and to sustain the drive for excellency for every hero who walks in and graduates from SHAH Pekan
kan, cooler kan? haha. anyway, then i just might use it for my school la. tp takde lak my school alumni yang nak guna my wittiness to portray our organisation. haha. i am unglamorous like that.
ok ar. am bored right now. despite i have tonnes of calculation to be done and submitted today. esok hendak bercuti-cuta ke kuta. :D
UPDATED! (26 Dec 2007)
yay!! shahpekan.org is using my WHAT IS SOSA? article. makcik flattered gile neh. hnsh . hsnh. kembang lubang idung neh. woohoo!!
Friday, December 14, 2007
technology
i have to say, in some ways technology opens up plenty of misinterpretations. just as much as we thought it smoothens our businesses to gather or to inform or maybe to only keep in touch with one another, it too creates so much tension and plenty of misinterpretations and actually highlights massive communication failures.
as i am waiting for Amoi to come and fetch me (because my car is with adik tonight) all dressed-up in green dress with green thong and green earrings and green bangles and ...bla bla.. i was giving and replying simple-turned- rotten misinterpreted sms-es. (eh, btw, should i wear my green DM boots? heh. )
i am that lazy to actually explain what was it all about, but i think i could generalize this whole issue again coz i always seem to have such communication breakdown especially when it involves technology (i.e the net or the mobile phone).
back when i was dating ops.. let me rephrase that, back when i was in a relationship, most arguments were always triggered by/done with sms-es. i got it wrong, he got it wrong. and i hated that distance was the thing that had us communicating through our mobile phones. if i were to date someone from my own college/uni/office, it'd be much more easier. nyampah aje tampar terus. haha. ok no, what i mean is, when we had the opportunity to meet, perkara remeh mcm ni of course was easily solved or shoved away.
when it comes to instant messaging for instance, i thought i made it clear with my not-so-queen-but-not-too-bad english what my intentions or opinions were, some people would just get it all wrong .the message suddenly turns out rotten or nasty. i wrote some nasty joke for i thought it was funny and it was a thing that we both shared, tau tau she was so bloody pissed off and thought that i was being cocky. rupe-rupenye she was just caught in an accident and thought my jokes weren't too nice at that time. how in the world am i suppose to know that la kan? but i did call her and asking what was her problem. well, one problem solved there anyway.
but then, do u guys get the direction of this? at times i think technology/-ies aren't too great. most times it spoils our simple mundane life and changed it into chaotic misinterpreted life. and i dont like that. benda kacang aje. and it all goes wrong with the wrong intonation. he/she might meant well, but i got it all wrong. nak call, malas plak. heh. plus letih ar byk kali kena bar. LOL.
ok, sekian my emo entry regarding technology. i have to thank blogger.com though and the owners and inventors of PCs and programs and softwares for because of them, i manage to blog this out. heh.
as i am waiting for Amoi to come and fetch me (because my car is with adik tonight) all dressed-up in green dress with green thong and green earrings and green bangles and ...bla bla.. i was giving and replying simple-turned- rotten misinterpreted sms-es. (eh, btw, should i wear my green DM boots? heh. )
i am that lazy to actually explain what was it all about, but i think i could generalize this whole issue again coz i always seem to have such communication breakdown especially when it involves technology (i.e the net or the mobile phone).
back when i was dating ops.. let me rephrase that, back when i was in a relationship, most arguments were always triggered by/done with sms-es. i got it wrong, he got it wrong. and i hated that distance was the thing that had us communicating through our mobile phones. if i were to date someone from my own college/uni/office, it'd be much more easier. nyampah aje tampar terus. haha. ok no, what i mean is, when we had the opportunity to meet, perkara remeh mcm ni of course was easily solved or shoved away.
when it comes to instant messaging for instance, i thought i made it clear with my not-so-queen-but-not-too-bad english what my intentions or opinions were, some people would just get it all wrong .the message suddenly turns out rotten or nasty. i wrote some nasty joke for i thought it was funny and it was a thing that we both shared, tau tau she was so bloody pissed off and thought that i was being cocky. rupe-rupenye she was just caught in an accident and thought my jokes weren't too nice at that time. how in the world am i suppose to know that la kan? but i did call her and asking what was her problem. well, one problem solved there anyway.
but then, do u guys get the direction of this? at times i think technology/-ies aren't too great. most times it spoils our simple mundane life and changed it into chaotic misinterpreted life. and i dont like that. benda kacang aje. and it all goes wrong with the wrong intonation. he/she might meant well, but i got it all wrong. nak call, malas plak. heh. plus letih ar byk kali kena bar. LOL.
ok, sekian my emo entry regarding technology. i have to thank blogger.com though and the owners and inventors of PCs and programs and softwares for because of them, i manage to blog this out. heh.
piala pusingan
khairuan called.
'fiqa, what is piala pusingan in english?'
and i said, apa ek? can u give me some time. i'll ask around.
yeah please do (while he waits on the other end)
no, i'll call u back. i'll call some friends. heh.
owh.
and so the quest of piala pusingan begins. i typed piala pusingan, well nothing would come up in english obviously. i read a translation of the 'piala pusingan ketua menteri melaka', only to be translated as 'melaka chief ministry trophy'
err, mana pusingan-nya tu? heh.
i wiki-ed, google-d, on world cup, asia cup, round robin cup, to no avail.
i called pauz. ' fiqa, piala pusingan is cup la. apa-apa cup la. and what's with u and cups anyway? hah'
no, i dont buy that. there must be more than just a cup. ordinary cups wont mean piala pusingan. kan? heh.
i called k-lyn. 'fiqa, try looking for miss world'
and i go like 'weh, apsal miss world plak. i need to know piala pusingan, alrite?'
' hey, the crown they give away is crown pusingan ok. just listen or try looking for what do they call that crown'
okay, i did just that. miss world, miss teen USA, miss world 1967. hah, it's only a coveted crown. letih ar carik miss worlds ni. nada.
called ahmad kamal. ' err, pass-around cup? heh. no, i dunno. i am not into sports' :D
yeah, but am sure u r into miss worlds ;)
anyway, next is the newspapers. i rarely read sport section. but of late, it's SUKAN SEA, and they win medals, not trophies. read through them all. horse racing, basketball, Wenger's eyes firmly on Chelsea, Club World Cup, golf.
shite, no piala pusingan alrite.
called taz, zaha. nothing.
called adik. 'adik, u should know. u do sports.'
over sms, 'i think it's challenge cup. that sounds cool'
haha. i dont need a cool sounding cup. i need a pusingan cup. rotating?
well, google-d challenge cup. and i've found a challenge trophy guidelines. well, maybe, that could be it. i think it's defined by rule no. 6.
hmm i don't know. what do u guys think?
'fiqa, what is piala pusingan in english?'
and i said, apa ek? can u give me some time. i'll ask around.
yeah please do (while he waits on the other end)
no, i'll call u back. i'll call some friends. heh.
owh.
and so the quest of piala pusingan begins. i typed piala pusingan, well nothing would come up in english obviously. i read a translation of the 'piala pusingan ketua menteri melaka', only to be translated as 'melaka chief ministry trophy'
err, mana pusingan-nya tu? heh.
i wiki-ed, google-d, on world cup, asia cup, round robin cup, to no avail.
i called pauz. ' fiqa, piala pusingan is cup la. apa-apa cup la. and what's with u and cups anyway? hah'
no, i dont buy that. there must be more than just a cup. ordinary cups wont mean piala pusingan. kan? heh.
i called k-lyn. 'fiqa, try looking for miss world'
and i go like 'weh, apsal miss world plak. i need to know piala pusingan, alrite?'
' hey, the crown they give away is crown pusingan ok. just listen or try looking for what do they call that crown'
okay, i did just that. miss world, miss teen USA, miss world 1967. hah, it's only a coveted crown. letih ar carik miss worlds ni. nada.
called ahmad kamal. ' err, pass-around cup? heh. no, i dunno. i am not into sports' :D
yeah, but am sure u r into miss worlds ;)
anyway, next is the newspapers. i rarely read sport section. but of late, it's SUKAN SEA, and they win medals, not trophies. read through them all. horse racing, basketball, Wenger's eyes firmly on Chelsea, Club World Cup, golf.
shite, no piala pusingan alrite.
called taz, zaha. nothing.
called adik. 'adik, u should know. u do sports.'
over sms, 'i think it's challenge cup. that sounds cool'
haha. i dont need a cool sounding cup. i need a pusingan cup. rotating?
well, google-d challenge cup. and i've found a challenge trophy guidelines. well, maybe, that could be it. i think it's defined by rule no. 6.
hmm i don't know. what do u guys think?
Thursday, December 13, 2007
match my face
aduih.
it was so bloody susah.
i was clueless like shit.
clueless like this.
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yeah, blank like that. i got stars and crap and a whole lot of nonsense that none could be conveyed on that lined blank sheets.
i read some topics which i thought might come out again, and eventually, hanya SATU aje soalan yg i did memorize terbaaaaik ar. out of 20 marks, i might score the least 19 and a half lar. heh.
yg lain, aduiiiiiiiih.
padan muka aku ler.
next time, i am gona gobble the whole book before the exams ar. heh.
but secretly, am praying that i would score mcm haram and prove that mmg betul la aku ni pandai. LOL.
jom bet jom. to those who think that i might score or at least pass both papers, raise your hands and leave a comment. so that , next year when the results are out, i will belanja u guys . heh.
but if tak berjaya, then u guys should belanja me as part of consoling my rotten and bitter heart. :P
it was so bloody susah.
i was clueless like shit.
clueless like this.
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yeah, blank like that. i got stars and crap and a whole lot of nonsense that none could be conveyed on that lined blank sheets.
i read some topics which i thought might come out again, and eventually, hanya SATU aje soalan yg i did memorize terbaaaaik ar. out of 20 marks, i might score the least 19 and a half lar. heh.
yg lain, aduiiiiiiiih.
padan muka aku ler.
next time, i am gona gobble the whole book before the exams ar. heh.
but secretly, am praying that i would score mcm haram and prove that mmg betul la aku ni pandai. LOL.
jom bet jom. to those who think that i might score or at least pass both papers, raise your hands and leave a comment. so that , next year when the results are out, i will belanja u guys . heh.
but if tak berjaya, then u guys should belanja me as part of consoling my rotten and bitter heart. :P
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
MELLOW-ed
as i was showering a moment ago, it came to my head that i have forgiven my friend for whatever my friend did the other day. remember my previous post?
i should have realized ages ago , that some people are just like that. they are nasty or silly or snobbish or air headed or funny coz they are just like that. if i were to blame them of whatever their behaviour that has been bugging me, i should have blamed their upbringings.
just as the moment i thought of blaming their upbringings, i guess everyone might as well be blaming my upbringing for whatever attitude that i might have in me, that people don't really fancy, no?
so, as i try to understand that i am just like this coz i am like this; stubborn , clumsy , absent minded and all, and maybe snobbish, i guess i got to accept that others are like that coz that's just the way they are then. maybe you could blame my upbringing for whatever i have become, but blame me and my decisions and choices too for i've decided on what i want to be.
but maybe to some, some attitudes are genuinely unnoticeable (i.e memang tak perasan bahawa dia seorang yang kerek) hence they wouldn't realize that what they did wasn't right/cool/appreciated/great at all. some people are insensitive like that. some wouldn't want to learn from surroundings or friends. well, that's a matter of choice i suppose and of course upbringing.
and as much as i don't fancy insensitive people, i should have realized by now that i could, some way or another be an insensitive bitch to those that doesn't matter much to me. no?
this is all a circle. a love-hate triangle. owh and since this is a pattern that has to be or will be repeated , i guess it's all fractals.
well, am supposed to be reading notes right about now, but i am bored and lazy like that. owh and this u could blame myself for i choose to be bored and lazy. heh.
wish me luck!
i should have realized ages ago , that some people are just like that. they are nasty or silly or snobbish or air headed or funny coz they are just like that. if i were to blame them of whatever their behaviour that has been bugging me, i should have blamed their upbringings.
just as the moment i thought of blaming their upbringings, i guess everyone might as well be blaming my upbringing for whatever attitude that i might have in me, that people don't really fancy, no?
so, as i try to understand that i am just like this coz i am like this; stubborn , clumsy , absent minded and all, and maybe snobbish, i guess i got to accept that others are like that coz that's just the way they are then. maybe you could blame my upbringing for whatever i have become, but blame me and my decisions and choices too for i've decided on what i want to be.
but maybe to some, some attitudes are genuinely unnoticeable (i.e memang tak perasan bahawa dia seorang yang kerek) hence they wouldn't realize that what they did wasn't right/cool/appreciated/great at all. some people are insensitive like that. some wouldn't want to learn from surroundings or friends. well, that's a matter of choice i suppose and of course upbringing.
and as much as i don't fancy insensitive people, i should have realized by now that i could, some way or another be an insensitive bitch to those that doesn't matter much to me. no?
this is all a circle. a love-hate triangle. owh and since this is a pattern that has to be or will be repeated , i guess it's all fractals.
well, am supposed to be reading notes right about now, but i am bored and lazy like that. owh and this u could blame myself for i choose to be bored and lazy. heh.
wish me luck!
Monday, December 10, 2007
YOU matter
you matter to me
whatever you might think of me,
matters to me.
i dont care what people would want to say,
but i do when it's you.
you mattered that much,
that i'm sad that you think that i've changed
or troubled, or different.
you mattered so much,
am telling you this.
i am fine, good and healthy,
and only in confined spaces am a lil bit edgy.
troubled person is not what i am,
i am the silly girl u've seen all this time.
i am still the person who brings a smile to your face,
who said 'hell-0ww' each time u called,
who said 'are you bored' when u look away,
you mattered that much, so i got to say.
i like it when i know you better now,
from the things you said, or from the books you read,
and the idea of you understanding me more,
eversince the ramadhan-late-night chat before,
has made me understand the life i am living,
the answers that i m seeking.
it's you.
you matter.
p/s : hint : street spirit, radiohead.
*coincidentally listening to it.*
whatever you might think of me,
matters to me.
i dont care what people would want to say,
but i do when it's you.
you mattered that much,
that i'm sad that you think that i've changed
or troubled, or different.
you mattered so much,
am telling you this.
i am fine, good and healthy,
and only in confined spaces am a lil bit edgy.
troubled person is not what i am,
i am the silly girl u've seen all this time.
i am still the person who brings a smile to your face,
who said 'hell-0ww' each time u called,
who said 'are you bored' when u look away,
you mattered that much, so i got to say.
i like it when i know you better now,
from the things you said, or from the books you read,
and the idea of you understanding me more,
eversince the ramadhan-late-night chat before,
has made me understand the life i am living,
the answers that i m seeking.
it's you.
you matter.
p/s : hint : street spirit, radiohead.
*coincidentally listening to it.*
romancing; and i was late for work
So me and ina just got to know his and his brother's name last night. Gerrard and mikey Way. after years of romancing, last night was the night we could get close to them. close like 5 kilometres away? LOL.
yeah, so we went to MCR's concert last night. with only 3-4 lines from all 3 albums that we had in our heads. haha enough to get us jumping and miming all the way. i have to thank k-lynn for the free tickets and thank you Ina for making time to go to your MAIDEN concert with me despite u need to be heading to JB last night.
looking at how we dress, some high-school girls were like 'wow, u guys must be in college right?'.. haha me and ina said yeah. so we made friends with 16-years-olds last night who among them was a DIE hard and practically knew every single tune by MCR. so we joined along. jumping and singing whatever audible syllables last night. haha. hence, the girl got to guess that we couldn't be teenagers no more, coz we look like we dont even know who MCR was and she noticed that we were just miming. LOL. kantoi bodo aje. hah.
i never thought watching a concert with a plastic bag over your head and body could get all of us crazy and sexy. haha. i'll prove that to u guys once Ina uploads the pics today. my first ever plastic-concert attire.
amcam cool tak dress-code concert MCR?
anyway cut the excitement short (sbb takde gambo) me and Ina headed to Square in hoping that Nuz would belanja pizza as i wrote earlier, but she had to be off early, and i was pissed off ler. (gf, sorry, but kecik ati smalam. sorry eh). anyway, Nini came into the picture mumbling how bastard her day was ,what with her friend stood her up , promising her free MCR tickets too. well, bitching aside, we saw my long lost swimming partner, encik Acip walking around for food.
Acip was there for the Paintballers party. so ape lagi. the 3 of us begged to be brought along to Breakers, where all the paintballers go wild, and couldn't care less if they were an item away from being naked. sizzling hot. so after sweating ourselves up, like a short jog on the treadmill or some power body workout, we had to go for Ina has a bus to catch.(at 2am plak tu. sheesh.)
Ina, i knew u had such great time over the weekend with me, what with white water rafting, then sleeping, then reading all day, then starbucking, armpit waxing, then MCR-ing, laughing, jumping, bitching, driving, and clubbing juga sempat dimasukkan di dalam agenda. LOL. hope the memories would last for the next 3 years of u being away to Manchester.
and to those yang terlibat in my exciting exhilarating weekend (Lin, Zurasepet, Mel, Ca just to name a few), thank you.
gambo will be uploaded real soon. Ina doesn't seem to be responding over ym :P
owh conclusionnye, i was late for work, and lagi haramnye was, i had the office's key, and i was suppose to bukak opis today. thank god ada kerani kewangan yang earlybirds. :D and ecah PA to save my p card. yeaa hah!
kesimpulan mingguan nya pulak, 'there goes my studying. takooooooooot!'
yeah, so we went to MCR's concert last night. with only 3-4 lines from all 3 albums that we had in our heads. haha enough to get us jumping and miming all the way. i have to thank k-lynn for the free tickets and thank you Ina for making time to go to your MAIDEN concert with me despite u need to be heading to JB last night.
looking at how we dress, some high-school girls were like 'wow, u guys must be in college right?'.. haha me and ina said yeah. so we made friends with 16-years-olds last night who among them was a DIE hard and practically knew every single tune by MCR. so we joined along. jumping and singing whatever audible syllables last night. haha. hence, the girl got to guess that we couldn't be teenagers no more, coz we look like we dont even know who MCR was and she noticed that we were just miming. LOL. kantoi bodo aje. hah.
i never thought watching a concert with a plastic bag over your head and body could get all of us crazy and sexy. haha. i'll prove that to u guys once Ina uploads the pics today. my first ever plastic-concert attire.
amcam cool tak dress-code concert MCR?anyway cut the excitement short (sbb takde gambo) me and Ina headed to Square in hoping that Nuz would belanja pizza as i wrote earlier, but she had to be off early, and i was pissed off ler. (gf, sorry, but kecik ati smalam. sorry eh). anyway, Nini came into the picture mumbling how bastard her day was ,what with her friend stood her up , promising her free MCR tickets too. well, bitching aside, we saw my long lost swimming partner, encik Acip walking around for food.
Acip was there for the Paintballers party. so ape lagi. the 3 of us begged to be brought along to Breakers, where all the paintballers go wild, and couldn't care less if they were an item away from being naked. sizzling hot. so after sweating ourselves up, like a short jog on the treadmill or some power body workout, we had to go for Ina has a bus to catch.(at 2am plak tu. sheesh.)
Ina, i knew u had such great time over the weekend with me, what with white water rafting, then sleeping, then reading all day, then starbucking, armpit waxing, then MCR-ing, laughing, jumping, bitching, driving, and clubbing juga sempat dimasukkan di dalam agenda. LOL. hope the memories would last for the next 3 years of u being away to Manchester.
and to those yang terlibat in my exciting exhilarating weekend (Lin, Zurasepet, Mel, Ca just to name a few), thank you.
gambo will be uploaded real soon. Ina doesn't seem to be responding over ym :P
owh conclusionnye, i was late for work, and lagi haramnye was, i had the office's key, and i was suppose to bukak opis today. thank god ada kerani kewangan yang earlybirds. :D and ecah PA to save my p card. yeaa hah!
kesimpulan mingguan nya pulak, 'there goes my studying. takooooooooot!'
Saturday, December 08, 2007
i am cool like that
i know u want to be me,
coz i am cool like that.
i know u got no personality,
coz u are not cool like that.
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silently, i pray that you and i will no longer be buddies anymore. i had enough of you.
p/s: kinda letih la to write more despite telling ina so many things that i wanted to write today. maybe later. maybe after hartamas. maybe after pizza. maybe after the free meal. yeah nuz? ;)
coz i am cool like that.
i know u got no personality,
coz u are not cool like that.
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silently, i pray that you and i will no longer be buddies anymore. i had enough of you.
p/s: kinda letih la to write more despite telling ina so many things that i wanted to write today. maybe later. maybe after hartamas. maybe after pizza. maybe after the free meal. yeah nuz? ;)
Thursday, December 06, 2007
jejaka idaman
i know, tazril meant well when he asked me to read up berita harian (hard copy, mind u. heh) today. so i look up for that particular article just to see what tazril wanted me to see. i cant find it at first. so i had to call tazril again. eh, i nak tgk ape ni sbenonye ni?
hehe.
he said that i should look up at a section where they publicized lelaki berjaya hari ini in berita harian. so i did. but before that, i thought the picture with a doctor holding plastic spine is the one he wanted me to see. hmm, menarik gak. but how in the world did taz knew that this guy is single? hehe.
rupa2nya, on the very next page, there HE is. jejaka idaman. (jejaka idaman) aku kah? well, taz had thought that this guy would fit the bill of my lelaki idaman. so i called taz, saying , yes. sgt menarik. and guess what, taz asked me pegi la carik email mamat ni. hah? apakah? i cant believe this.
anyway, just so u guys know, i did carik. i got it. kacang sangat. mzmj@salam.uitm.edu.my. heh.
and no, i haven't mailed him and said hi just yet. tp u guys don't go look up at his picture in the website coz mmg tak cute. u guys have to carik surat khabar berita harian to have a good look at this sharp looking pharmacist.
to read the article and just imagine how he looks like, u could click here.
to have a look at the picture terkini yg metrosexual, gi carik surat khabar hari ni la. bhgn citra. tgh2 . dijamin ada.
and note to self : kalo boring sangat, or ada lagi member tarik diri for rafting, mail him la. heh.
hehe.
he said that i should look up at a section where they publicized lelaki berjaya hari ini in berita harian. so i did. but before that, i thought the picture with a doctor holding plastic spine is the one he wanted me to see. hmm, menarik gak. but how in the world did taz knew that this guy is single? hehe.
rupa2nya, on the very next page, there HE is. jejaka idaman. (jejaka idaman) aku kah? well, taz had thought that this guy would fit the bill of my lelaki idaman. so i called taz, saying , yes. sgt menarik. and guess what, taz asked me pegi la carik email mamat ni. hah? apakah? i cant believe this.
anyway, just so u guys know, i did carik. i got it. kacang sangat. mzmj@salam.uitm.edu.my. heh.
and no, i haven't mailed him and said hi just yet. tp u guys don't go look up at his picture in the website coz mmg tak cute. u guys have to carik surat khabar berita harian to have a good look at this sharp looking pharmacist.
to read the article and just imagine how he looks like, u could click here.
to have a look at the picture terkini yg metrosexual, gi carik surat khabar hari ni la. bhgn citra. tgh2 . dijamin ada.
and note to self : kalo boring sangat, or ada lagi member tarik diri for rafting, mail him la. heh.
PA Boss
this entry is dedicated to Ecah PA who is soon gona leave me alone and lonely in this bloody office with no one to have breakfast or lunch anymore. i'm bloody saddened by this, but at the same time i need be happy for her, for at last, she managed to squeeze herself out of this office and head to the ministry atas bukit (no no, not JPM. haha). i soooooooo envy u gf.
before u go, here's a lil poem for u.
selamat terlambat hari jadi buatmu,
seorang kawan baik di opis ku,
amcam best tak hadiah hari jadi mu,
ikhlas dari poket ku melalui The Coast ke perut mu.
pemergian mu ke opis atas bukit,
memang meluluhkan hati,
tp ape nak buat, rezeki mu lebih sikit,
dapat la kamu ke luar negeri. (satu hari nanti)
dear echah, my beloved buddy,
dont u be shocked by me being skinny,
only after month not being with u,
i might become a size 2.
huhu, i love u.
- gua dah takde geng bekfes pas ni. sobs. sobs. sape gua nak pegi if gua bengang dengan bos?
sape lagi should i bitch with about all the sampah in this office? aduih. who else is gona take your place as my best bud in the office where i could ym with, talk on the phone with, email with, myspace-ing with, friendster-ing with all during my working hour? LOL.
take care budak kecik. hehe.
SHOULDERS
a man with a name, without a picture of him, a figure too hot to show, hence a shoulder and a logo.
i have fascination over shoulders, obviously seen thru my pictures, for only shoulders i have to offer, for tears for laughters, but mostly to show off i'm somewhat a swimmer.
heh.
p/s: this entry is supposed to focus on my obsession over reading an owh-so-popular-coz-i-now-am-an-artist blog written by a particular Ahmad Kamal. sudahnye cite pasal bahu aku plak. sengal. LOL.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
horror-scope for today
The Bottom Line
A new focus on health should shift your priorities. Put in more of an effort!
In Detail
A new focus on health and diet will come into your life today, shifting your priorities away from taking the easy way out and toward putting in the hard effort that you know will pay off. It's time to face the facts and trim the fat -- literally! Investigate new ideas on how to eat better and exercise more. Ask around and don't just assume that your local gym has all the answers. There are many ways to approach this problem and get healthier in a fun way.
-->sial aje, how did they know i m fat? shite. hahah. takkan semua geminians fat today? zaha? klyn? medcham? shaq? hahah i cant be the only geminian yang terasa kot? LOL
A new focus on health should shift your priorities. Put in more of an effort!
In Detail
A new focus on health and diet will come into your life today, shifting your priorities away from taking the easy way out and toward putting in the hard effort that you know will pay off. It's time to face the facts and trim the fat -- literally! Investigate new ideas on how to eat better and exercise more. Ask around and don't just assume that your local gym has all the answers. There are many ways to approach this problem and get healthier in a fun way.
-->sial aje, how did they know i m fat? shite. hahah. takkan semua geminians fat today? zaha? klyn? medcham? shaq? hahah i cant be the only geminian yang terasa kot? LOL
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
initial curiosity
"once the initial, mild curiosity had run its course, all that was left was a silence as deep as at the bottom of the sea..."
- murakami
silence is all i felt,
for the longest time,
in an eventful year.
silence is all i get,
from the greatest lover,
that has ever appeared.
and at the bottom of the sea,
i saw what he left in an uncork bottle,
my soul i wrote and sang to him
trapped and drowned for me to see.
- murakami
silence is all i felt,
for the longest time,
in an eventful year.
silence is all i get,
from the greatest lover,
that has ever appeared.
and at the bottom of the sea,
i saw what he left in an uncork bottle,
my soul i wrote and sang to him
trapped and drowned for me to see.
resolutions
yeah it's kinda early to make any new year resolutions just yet. after all, what we should be doing right now is a mental-check whether we've fulfilled our 2007 resolution at all. mine? almost but not all.
but then again, that's always the case every year. we make up some New Year Resolution, only to be sure that u'll never get them fulfilled at all, in the exact same year the resolution was made.
so I, cik pemikir tiub bermikroserat yang pakai di kepala (eh zaha, i m not this la. heh) aka cik berfikir berbentuk badan menarik (haha) have decided that now, i need to change my strategy. i am now gona write my YEAR - END RESOLUTION. bunyi mcm year end sale, but nope, Resolution la geng.
so here it goes :
YEAR-END RESOLUTION
i - to pass with if not flying, running colours for the upcoming exams next week. i have to prove to everyone that i am smart as i sound/look. heh
ii - to start to learn menjahit baju kurung and kebaya for next year's Hari Raya i am able to say goodbye to tailor Kluang yang dah perasan best sejak jahit baju Rafidah aziz katanye. heh. dan menjimatkan my mum's money since she's gona retire next year.
iii - to be able to save more money untuk kegunaan yang i have yet to think of. maybe kahwin? maybe. heh.
iv - to be playing music at kenduri kawen n shows for my ministry maybe. but i AM seriously looking forward for that.
v - to be transferred to other place/department/land/country/planet maybe. heh. (eh, i dont wana be a space tourist, ok? )
well, that's all for now. so until the end of next year, don't u guys try asking me of my new year resolutions (sebab selalunya gagal :p). from this minute on, i'll only live for my year end's.
SELAMAT ALMOST AKHIR TAHUN U GUYS.
owh and number
vi - to do a write up summarizing the best year ever in my 26-miserable-fun-fulfilling-years of my life. seriously, 2007 syok abis. heh (owh that excluding my love life, thank you. pfft. )
but then again, that's always the case every year. we make up some New Year Resolution, only to be sure that u'll never get them fulfilled at all, in the exact same year the resolution was made.
so I, cik pemikir tiub bermikroserat yang pakai di kepala (eh zaha, i m not this la. heh) aka cik berfikir berbentuk badan menarik (haha) have decided that now, i need to change my strategy. i am now gona write my YEAR - END RESOLUTION. bunyi mcm year end sale, but nope, Resolution la geng.
so here it goes :
YEAR-END RESOLUTION
i - to pass with if not flying, running colours for the upcoming exams next week. i have to prove to everyone that i am smart as i sound/look. heh
ii - to start to learn menjahit baju kurung and kebaya for next year's Hari Raya i am able to say goodbye to tailor Kluang yang dah perasan best sejak jahit baju Rafidah aziz katanye. heh. dan menjimatkan my mum's money since she's gona retire next year.
iii - to be able to save more money untuk kegunaan yang i have yet to think of. maybe kahwin? maybe. heh.
iv - to be playing music at kenduri kawen n shows for my ministry maybe. but i AM seriously looking forward for that.
v - to be transferred to other place/department/land/country/planet maybe. heh. (eh, i dont wana be a space tourist, ok? )
well, that's all for now. so until the end of next year, don't u guys try asking me of my new year resolutions (sebab selalunya gagal :p). from this minute on, i'll only live for my year end's.
SELAMAT ALMOST AKHIR TAHUN U GUYS.
owh and number
vi - to do a write up summarizing the best year ever in my 26-miserable-fun-fulfilling-years of my life. seriously, 2007 syok abis. heh (owh that excluding my love life, thank you. pfft. )
congratulations
i never thought this friend of mine would be getting married any time soon. for i thought i manage to break his heart earlier this year. hehe.
but today, he surprised me with his engagement news. and god, i am bloody happy. (or was it relieved? heh). no seriously, i am honestly happy for him. jealous? hell no. am glad. for i know, u've made your mind about getting hitched ages ago. unlike me, i can never decide. i am fickle like that.
dear, u sure are a lucky bloke. that fiancee of yours is pretty. and definitely lucky to have a man who cooks well and cares for his cactus like YOU *wink*
but today, he surprised me with his engagement news. and god, i am bloody happy. (or was it relieved? heh). no seriously, i am honestly happy for him. jealous? hell no. am glad. for i know, u've made your mind about getting hitched ages ago. unlike me, i can never decide. i am fickle like that.
dear, u sure are a lucky bloke. that fiancee of yours is pretty. and definitely lucky to have a man who cooks well and cares for his cactus like YOU *wink*
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