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Sunday, March 25, 2007
Seventy
Ahhhh... finally! I get to play the computer!
You have no idea how much I have missed playing this. Eveytime someone talks about a new song or some other interesting thing, I'll think, "Ooh, gotta check this out at home". But then I remember I can't play the computer, and I droooooop (Not drop, ya: droop).
But God knows (so does my father) that I need this break from the computer. Exam is in 5 weeks! Nak mampos? Yok, mampos.
So. Anyhoo. I'm milking this moment for all that's worth.
Am currently listening to Gravity, by John Mayer. So niice, though I haven't the faintest idea what exactly he's saying. The music is playing, he's singing, and the wind is blowing my hair to one side. Like a movie. So melancholy. Now all I need is some guy to pass by, see me, and fall in love with me. (HAHA YEA RITE)
Eh, wait, cannot. Rambut aurat. :D
Speaking of hair: I just got a hair cut! It's shorter (DUH), and I had the hairdresser cut it into layers. It's quite nice, if I do say so myself.
And I've also been learning how to sign language. So far, I know how to sign the alphabet and the words father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, son, daughter, husband, wife, uncle, aunt, marriage, divorce, wedding, so on and so forth. My vocabulary is growing to be quite impressive. For instance, I can say, "I am a daughter." I ask you, is that not an intellectual sentence? IS THAT NOT AN INTELLECTUAL SENTENCE? HUH? HUH?!?
12:25 PM
Monday, March 19, 2007
Sixty-Nine
Now, don't be surprised, and don't cry or anything, but...
*takes deep breath*
... But I won't be updating except for the weekends.
I know, I know! Isn't it upsetting!? I know all my fans out there are probably crying their tears out right now, but please don't. I can't bear to hurt anyone, I just can't.
You see, I've decided to stop playing the computer during the weekdays. I've been slacking real bad in my studies, and I should really get a grip. So...
Yeah.
See you soon!
Oh, and thanks for the tag/keychain/thingy, Seri! It's so sweet of you. I'm very touched. :D
6:43 PM
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Sixty-Eight
Ooooooh. I have such a big ego.
12:45 PM
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Sixty-Seven
Mas says: haha. dabes maths hw?
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: no. dont want to
Mas says: hahahahahaha serious?
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: yeah
Mas says: haha klaka lah awk ni...eh gi post ah
So, here I am. I don't think Mas realises just how serious I am. I mean, I'm really, really, not going to finish my maths homework. It's kinda my way of merajoking with Tchr, I guess. Haha.
I told my mum last night that I want to quit school. Mama gave me a long, hard look, as if to say, You are such a pathetic little wimp. (ok bedek, but she did give me a long, searching look) Then said, "Ok, kiddo". (Alright, bedek again: she didn't say kiddo, but it feels right to put that word here) So... if anyone asks why I'm not at school next Monday, tell them "She's working at Delifrance now. Making Milos."
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: i told my mum i want to quit school
Mas says: why??
Mas says: are you depressed?
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: no lah!
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: just lazy
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: i dont really wanna quit school... i think
Mas says: haha relex ah...trust me im lazier than you
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: no, no, i'm lazier.
Mas says: you dont want hw
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: i dont want to study, period
Am currently Out of My Mind. Be back in 5 minutes. says: im feeling extremely lazy, lately like, lazy from the bottom of my soul. lazy khushuk wa tawwaddhuk nye lazy
Mas assures me that it's just because of the holidays, "You'll get used to being in school again soon enough." I suspect she's right.
3:34 PM
Friday, March 16, 2007
Sixty-Six
Ahhhhh...
Holiday's almost up. How can??
Despite the many homeworks that need to be done, and the many projects that need to be completed, and the many tests that we have to study for, this past week still isn't school. It's still rather stress-free. Fuss-free. Freeeee. It's still a holiday.
I go back to school today for Chemistry, and the strangest feeling overcomes me. For some reason, I am annoyed. I am angry. Annoyed and angry at seeing all those people swarming around me. My friends. I am angry and annoyed at seeing my friends. I felt so rimas (a word I hear Seri say often :D).What is up with that?
I think it's because I'm so selfish. I've been having a great week, and when I get to school there are all these people fussing and caring over homeworks and tests and projects and whatnot. They bring me back, very sharply and cruelly, back to earth and back to reality. It's like, "OK, Dee, you've had a great week and all; you went to NMS, you played badminton, your face appeared on TV so large you can count all your pimples, bla bla bla: Who cares? Have you even done a singple project of yours, hmm? HMM? HAVE YOU? And what about that Maths homework, are you done with that? Huh? HUH?? ARE YA? ARE YA?!?"
I've had a taste of fun during the holidays. I just want to lie down and watch TV and read books and draw and play the computer and listen to songs and chill. I don't want to go back to routine and ordinary and WORK. I AM A LAZY BUMMM. It's my nature.
T_T
"Are you going to go and whine on and on and on?" I hear you ask as you roll your eyes.
And I will reply, "Only here at my blog."
7:04 PM
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Sixty-Five
Alaaa. Seri osso cannot go to the museum. And I was so excited!
I want to cekik you Seri! Well, actually, no, not really. I want to cekik the dude who's getting married. T_T
Oh well. There's still Mas, and Sabrina, and probably Zahira.
Hey, anyone else wanna tag along? We're going to Singapore's National Museum this Sunday. Admission fees are 5 bucks, and we're going there around after zohor. It's at Dhoby Ghaut (is that how you spell it?) Kalau nak ikot, call me or Mas, kay? My handphone is not working at the moment, so don't sms.
This video is some Gundam cartoon video, but that's not why I'm posting it. It's playing a song: "Every Other Time" by LFO, so listen to it! Ooooh best! It makes me dance. Well, actually, no, not really. I just sorta jiggle in my set. XD
"But then I think about the time when we brole-up before the prom and you told everyone that I was gay.... okay!"
7:32 AM
Friday, March 09, 2007
Sixty-Four
School is over! Wooo! Let's all cheer! Woooooooo-
Oh yes. I forgot. We have about 16 assignments to finish in one week. XO
Hahah! Detik Dude Hisham Hasim and Unpopular Detik Cameraman came to Maarif today. They recorded my class while we were in the Science Lab.
It was so weird. One moment I am drooling my head off with boredom in Bio class (okok, joke. I actually like Bio class), the next moment this tall dude wearing specs comes in with Cik Khalid.
First thought: Who the-? Haven't I seen this dude before? Second thought: SUPERMAN! Eh wait, no no... Third thought: .... Berite Man!
He is really nice. He jokingly tells everyone to 'betulkan tudung', which I think is unnecessary, considering that everyone has started doing that already. He doesn't even has to say anything; we all know what he is about to do, so we wanna look our best. I betulkan my tudung too, a little - I also have to wipe my drool off my face.
Hisham (we're on first name basis now) then tells us that the most important (and the only thing) we have to do is to pretend the camera isn't there. That's it.
Sure. Pretend you're paying a great amount of attention to your teacher who is talking about solutions and experiments while what you're really worrying about is whether you're gonna appear on tv and if you do, are you gonna look a nerd?
Riiiiight. No sweat.
I do my best. I slump a little in my position, I scribble answers on the sides of the pages, tap my pencil on the table, I make jokes and laugh. I must say, I did some pretty good acting.
The cameraman, on the other hand, just makes everyone nervous, including me. How can anyone not feel nervous with him around? He pratically pushes that camera up your face. What if you have a huge pimple and he's gonna zoom in on it and they're not gonna cut it from the video and everyone's gonna see your pimple on Detik? Nerve-wrecking!
Amal gets it worse than anyone else, I think. The cameraman, or Hisham, asks her to close her book, then to slowly flip through it while the camera is rolling. Poor Amal! I swear she's shaking as she turns those pages. Haha, joke.
The moment Hisham and Unpopular Cameraman leaves the room though, you feel the excitement seeeeping out of the room. Life is back to its usual boring routine.
Stayed back for Librarian Duty today after school. I admit, the Library CLub isn't the best or most exciting club in the school, but I'm pretty content. We have to pretty up the library for the visitors coming tomorrow, and I have fun doing it with Rashidah and Mas.
Anyhoooo..... Everyone watch Detik on Tuesday! We are famous now.
"Sagwa your my best friend... Sagwaaaaa!!! "
7:07 PM
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Sixty-Three
Still listening to 'The Beauty in Ugly". Over and over again, of course. You know me. I want to know the lyrics by heart.
Eventually, I'll get tired of the song, but until then...
:)
Besides that, nothing much to say.
I wish I could play the guitar. Then I can go and play in the Esplanade in the Mosaic Music Festival. Waaaah.
Am currently watching '647 km(squared)'. Mascooler: "Alamak, tersangkut rambut"
Hahahahahaha!
5:23 AM
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Sixty-Two
"She's so big-hearted, but not so remarkable, Just an ordinary humble girl..."
Laalaalaaaaaaa.... "Beauty in Ugly" by Jason Mraz rocks, man. That dude is cool. I like him.
Anyhoo.
Today starts off as an ordinary, even good day, but little things happen towards the end of the day, and we all know how it's the little things that matter. My day slowly starts to spiral downnn. It stinks. Holiday plans being cancelled, people keeping you out of the loop, and the goreng pisang not having enough kerak; these are all the small stuff, but CherS says that people who are born in the monkey are always affected by the small stuff, so
I will be bothered by the little things. Because I am a MONKEY!
But now that I am home and have had some Me-Time (basically bathing, playing the computer, and eating roti john), I have some time to think and calm down. I am calm now. I am cool.
So. On a lighter note.
The phone in our class rang today. The class goes berserk with excitement (those who were there at that time, anyway). Since I am the one standing closest to the phone, I get to pick it up.
Me: Hello! Ni contact mane? KkT: Hello... ni siape? Me: Ni Diyanah. Ni siape? KkT: Ni KkT.. boleh saya tinggalkan pesan dengan Amalina Bte Ridzuan? Me: Oh, die ade kat sini skarang. Awak nak cakap dengan die? KkT: Ahh boleh... terime kasih. Me: Takpe, takpe. Jangan bual lame-lame eh!
"She's so big-hearted, but not so remarkable, Just an ordinary humble girl..."
Laalaalaaaaaaa....
5:48 PM
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Sixty-One
"Takmo takot! Nanti mesti awak terperanjat punye, senang sangat!"
I don't know why, but that line makes me laugh. But Ustazah is right. The test is easy. Easier than I expected it to be. And I am relieved.
Zahira writes on the whiteboard: "Chris Daughtry" and, below it, "It's Not Over". I immeadiately get excited.
"Ooh, have you heard that song?" "Yes!!" squeals Zahira. "Isn't it great?" Huda joins the conversation, "And have you listened to 'What About Now?" "Oh, yes!!"
More squealing ensues.
Then I admit, "But I've been listening to a lot of his songs lately. Everyday. I'm almost getting tired of it." "No!!" Zahira screams. (Okay, she didn't scream. I'm exaggarting here) (Exxagarate? Exaggarate? Exeggerate? Kuih Pau? Darn, I don't know how to spell that word) (Anyhoo)
"You have to stop listening to his songs!" she admonishes me. "I said 'almost getting tired of it'," I mutter. For some reason, I am ashamed of myself. How dare I listen to his songs everyday? How could I? I feel so guilty. "I once listened to the song 'The Reason' everytime I switched on the computer," Zahira continues, "and that was when I switched the computer on everyday. I got sooo sick of it."
Right then and there I vow never to listen to Daughtry songs for the rest of the month. I will change for the better, I will. I have to do what's right I will listen to songs that are basi over and over again.
By the way, the name of Mas and my (my and Mas'? Mas and mine?) pet ant was Sickle Anoint Prick Repatraition the Seventh.
And today we find a Sickle Anoint Prick Repatriation the Eighth.
"Hey! A new Bobby!" Mas exclaims, and squishes him flat.
"Air liuh itu tanda orang yang tidak berikan perhatian," says Ustazah. "Lol, lol," says I.
4:57 PM
Monday, March 05, 2007
Sixty
"You shouldn't put too much milk in that." "Huh?"
I turn around. It's 5.30 in the morning, I'm making Milo (my beloved Milo!), and my Tok is talking to me.
"You shouldn't put too much milk in your Milo," she repeats. "Why not?" "Because it has too much sugar!" I can almost picture her adding, "Duh!". Almost. "But that's what makes Milo good!" I turn my back back to her again.
"Well, fine," Tok mutters, "But don't blame me when all your arms and legs fall off from all that sugar!! Then you'll regret it." "Riiiiiight. "
In the meantime, I'll enjoy my Milo and my arms and my legs. Hahahah. The things people say to convince others. Sigh. As Kk Han would say, "So farny". *wipes tears from eye*
Anyhoo.
Today Mas and I find an ant running across our tables. "It's got wings!" Mas exclaims, which prompts me to go show off and explain to her that it has wings because it is a male, has just finished mating with the queen ant, and is just about to die.
"Aww," Mas goes, and instantly falls in love with the ant. I don't know why (maybe she likes dying things), but she really does love that thing. I hear her say so.
"I love you," she whispers to the ant. I gag, then laugh.
She insists that we not let the ant go anywhere else, so we keep blocking it and making sure it doesn't leave our tables throughout the whole Fiqh lesson. We figure that, since we were going to keep him as our pet (yes, I had grown fond of him), we decide to name him. In the end, we come up with "Something Something Something Something the Seventh". No, it's name isn't Something Something; it just has a really long name that I can't remember it at the moment. All I know is that we nicknamed it Bobby. How 'Bobby' came out of 'Something Something Something Something the Seventh' I have no idea.
Anyhoo, I go to second recess. When I come back up, Bobby Is Not There.
So sad.... He was a good ant. :(
By the way, no PE again today. Also very sad. I was so disappointed, I cried. Like, so sad lah!
Aaand, I lent Kk Atiqah 'I am the Messenger' by Markus Zusak. It is my favouritest book (favouritest, because I have a lot of favourites, but this is the best of the best). For those of you who haven't read it, please do! It's really good, and I wanna spread the joy, so read it! Read it! READ ITTTTT!!! *froths at the mouth*
Marvellous.
"All girls is flower but you, sand!" Hahahahahaha! Good times, good times.