ohyah how cld i forget. when we were at the yishun house, there was this other family tt came. one of the minimats looked almost exactly like arman, that cute oeps boy who sumtimes takes the bus with me. but i diden know how to verify that. ohwell. too bad. he was cute anyway.

yesterday was much cooler than the day before. haha. firstly, i woke up late, like 12-plus.. and did not go out of the room until the guests left. then i just lek2ed at home till we left house at 3-plus. we basically visited abah's relatives and mama's relatives.. so it was cooler cos the people we visited were generally not sad ah.. and not in a sad state. denn.. ohyah my sister picked me and zul up at yishun around 8. and we wended our way out of the maze tt was yishun ring road to northpoint.. found my stuff, ate my last mcpepper meal.. and we went home.
ayah saw my fone yest and asked who it was. my sister saw my fone yest too and sed, "is this kumara?" i wanted to die. and i screamed, "NO!! y would i want his picture on my fone?" and later in the car she asked, "so issit a guy or a girl anyway?" and once again i was indignant. and i exclaimed, "duh, itz a guy!!!" and can you believe she sed, "well.. you know.. sometimes itz too dark to tell.." i really wanted to die then.
ooh in northpoint mac's this vik came in ah.. glasses, BEAKY NOSE, cute. for one wild moment i thot he was latte. but don't worry, everyone, he wasn't. isn't. whatever. hehe. but if latte has an adik, i think thatz the one.
anyway i'm all packed and i think i look like i'm going into the army or smthg. hello, even ns guys don't carry half the load i'm carrying, i bet.. and i know i'll embarrass myself there somehow. God, pls dun let me embarrass myself. anyway, goodbye civilisation.

ohyes forgot to say.. i got an early, albeit accidental, birthday present frm my sister today. itz a polaroid cam--instaxmini or smthg liddat. itz pink!

so tiredddd.. but i thot i'd just check in and say that. got home at 10. i know we were travelling in the car and all, but itz still tiring. and ppl saying i'm tall doesn't help things. are they blind or smthg? well, when *I*'m tall, itz relative. literally. everyone in my family is short[er than me, but my brother will probably grow summore anyway], so of cos i look tall. seriously. 161? tall? bullshit sia. get an eye.
i had the greatest meal [if yu cld call it that] at mak ngah's hse. it was juz lontong and sambal goreng, dry. but the sambal goreng was like wo. firstly, no tahus. secondly, itz 70% parus. thirdly, it has prawns. and last but mostly, the paru is soooooo soft and un-chewy! i'd go so far as to call it "melt-in-the-mouth".. so i vow that my parus, when i learn to make them, will be the same.
ok bye.

malas nak post, acherli. but i'll just write a few lines. selamat hari raya, all.
to those i know i was supposed to send cards to, sorry, the laziness kinda got out of hand this year.
to those who got irritated when i was too noisy, too crude, too anything, sorry bout that too. but expect more from me in the coming year. and i'll be apologising again, i'm sure.
to people i still owe stuff [e.g. $$, books, favours, etc.] to, siler halalkan. or yu kan forgive and remind me, but isn't halalkan so much better for all of us?
to others who feel i owe them some sort of apology that doesn't fall under any of the above categories, this is it.

my sister just saw a dead cat. run over by a car. ee. kesian.

so like i was saying, selamat hari raya.

heyy.. i've been slacking ard this ramadhan.. haven't done anything except wash my own plates. so at least i'll have smthg to apologise for. anyway, we just got a new reader's digest condensed book!!! it has a nicholas sparks inside!!! i cannot wait to read it..

which idiot is masaking at this time of the nite?

i smell kari. kari ayam? kari daging? the all-in-one kari tt u eat with roti kirai? mmmmmmm..

hey.. i'm not a hari raya buff.. haven't been for some years.. but there's a nice way to get into the mood.. fireworks! now, i know they're banned here, but you kan check them out on yur comp! really nice.. really cool.. fireworks, here i come!

i found a new bus route to skl!!! haha itz 12 till somewhere in kallang, and 196 to bv.. heh. can't wait to try it out.

guess what. my mom acherli mentioned the topic of the photo on my mirror today. haha. we were watching theem thaka theem [or however it is yu spell it..] and my sister was like, trying to make her change the channel since, of course, we diden understand a word of it, then my mom was like, "eh, korang sumer ader matair india, korang tanak tengok.." and i was like, "hey! aper korang sumer? satu orang je pe.." and she was like, "abeh gambar tu? bukan india ke?" yeeps. maluuu.

heyya. i went to watch wishing stairs with my mom and brother today. i met that st. nick's gerl again.. she'll be in sec 3 now.. haha i still dunno her name, and she doesn't know mine, but i know tt she was having lunch at tm with her mom.. haha. anyway the movie was really skary.. but if yu realise, there's not much of ghosts.. more like spooky situations.. i kept screaming and screaming, of cos. and there was this couple sitting infront of me, and they acherli LEFT about 20 minutes before the show ended. can yu believe it? buang duit sey. but then again, people who spend half the movie with their hands over their eyes pon tgh waste duit rite.. haha. and no, i wasn't one of them. i closed my eyes only about 20% of the time.
oh i watched dil hai tumhaare yest.. i dun like the ending, and therefore, i dun like the movie! ooh and i also watched rugby world cup finals just now.. i really think aust was being dumb in the first half.. buang karen je support diorang.. and i still love wilkinson.. hez really really cool.. ... the glimpses of the royal family were cool too.. harry rocks.. [all harrys rock.]

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.--10 Things I Hate About You

okay i'll go into details here and now.
so i met fana at tampines mrt, about 10 minutes late. then we went straightaway to century square, and she was telling me the latest news on chu bang. then infront of metro we stopped and i gave her the layout. i wanted to masuk by the second floor to avoid "confrontation" but she insisted we have a head-on. so we went in, and went up, and impostor was there giving out the [what are they called?] brochures. and he smiled and gave me one. and his hair is flatter, and longer, and dyed, btw. a sophisticated shade of red. fana thinks he's cute. at last she agrees. then anyway, upstairs, OM was there, and looking really.. survivor-ish. but tt diden stop me from dying. then we just checked out the kids clothes and bags and stuff while fana finished her chu bang story. and i also bought a pink tshirt for 10 bucks. yeah! then we went back to the table and OM was gone! impostor was there. presumably they switched places. but i donated anyway, and then we went back down, and we passed OM, and i just looked at him, and he apparently smiled. haha. then we just walked around the place. there was this cute but young vik with his brother n dad in sembawang music centre. plus a load of vcds i really wanted to buy but had no money to. and we hung out in the toy department, where we found this cool bratz organiser-cum-electronic games thingy. there were personality quizzes, which were longer than the great wall of china, and therefore i never found out my personality, and a matchmaker game. fana was inputing her name and chu bang's, and she got like 9 out of 12 hearts. argh. i got really unsatisfactory results, including some 3 hearts result. hello?!?! tak fair. of course, i could attribute it to the inaccurate birthdates. i diden really know OM's and fana diden really know chu bang's. so we just guessed them. come to think of it, i have no idea why we diden try clemmy-memmy, since we all know his birthday. haha. oh then there was this music section, with those blaring mini keyboards and teeny guitars and all, so i picked up the guitar and started singing sum song for mugant: "oh mugant, aku tahu kau kenal [insert OM's name] sebenarnye, so biler kau dah dengan fana, siler intro.." smthg liddat. and fana found the magnetic board thingy and wrote "mugant, if you read this, please contact farhana at jurong jc" while i added "ain likes [insert OM's name]". it also reminded me of ili n me drawing our three friends on the magnetic board at carrefour ps. haha. we checked out the powerpuff towels too.. and then we went for a last round to see OM. but we bertembunged with impostor and a new guy at the escalator, and the new guy was so totally on my case! i swear he knows the real reason i was there. so i couldn't really look at OM cos they guy was just menyeboking there. oh and then fana and i were stalling at the perfume department downstairs, and there was a whole connexion rack.. we were dying to get the perfume, but like how ex rite? then i knocked over a bottle of lotion which was, thankfully, plastic. and we found the sample bottle and i squeezed a huge glob out onto my arm. then the security guard came and i tried to quickly rub it into my arm, but it was like, too much, so it wasn't really absorbed.. haha. and fana had to wait for the guard to finally walk away before she got some lotion on herself too. haha. by the time i came out of metro, i reeked of connexion lotion.
and that was my brush with OM, this holiday. it felt so nice to be seeing him around home territory. itz a much nicer feeling than seeing him ard skl.

hey dahlings. my body is aching allll overrr.. i'm not sure why. could be the bed. could be the pool. could be the walking around trying to get a glimpse of OM without letting him glimpse ME. haha.
yes i'm taking a break from class chalet now. useless break, in terms of physical comfort. haha. but nice break anyway. i'm going to be really brief cos i haf to asar before buka.
yest we reached there right on time, and *I* spent the whole afternoon bumming around the hse, watching bend it like beckham and reading a mary higgins clark [yu belong to me] and bukaing milo. the rest did about the same things except they went out for dinner after the movie and came back around 8. then we watched ten things../guys went to the pool, then we went playground where we played 'police n thieves' and i got beribu bruises, and then some went to the beach, while me being the bum that i am, went back to the hse to watch LOTR: the two towers with a few other bums. then i tried unsuccessfully to go to sleep. really unsuccessful. but i got about 4 hrs altogether.
today i sahured insignificantly, and we went to the pool around 10.. stayed till 1210.. it was fun. there was this cute guy who didn't really look like a PERSON, but more lyke a cartoon character. prominent brows and eyes and all. veh cute. haha. i also got a tan. but it seems to have faded already. damn. then watched abit of panic room and went to meet fana at tampines. and i finally saw OM. but guess who i saw first? impostor! and he smiled and gave me a leaflet. haha. OM looks like he's been on survivor or castaway or something. but he still rox. i'm sorry, would love to give a blow-by-blow but i'm running late.
but everyone must remember to check out tampines mall's toilets if yu haven't already! they put heeren's ladies toilet to shame. that pic was taken there just now. =D

hi babes. i'm so sleepy, can't open my eyes. muz be all tt metro aircon. yes i had metro cip just now. haha. it all started yesterday, when i was sleeping my cares away till ivan called and woke me up at 2. [p.m., fyi.] so i agreed to take over him for today's 11-4 shift. it was.. okay. ttz the only word tt can describe the experience. haha. i shall number the bits that were more interesting to me.
1. did NOT get lost despite it being the first time i was going there by THREE buses [yes i'm a bus freak. hey itz better than taking NEL and having to pay for it.]
2. talked to the fellow volunteers about 5% of the time.
3. watched this "flirting in the clothes department" scene between 2 viks and an aimee with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. cos i thot one of the viks was cute. he was frm ite bukit batok.
4. there was a cute mim guy working in the levi's department. tall, wolverine-ish hairstyle, nice face.
5. about 50% of the people who donated declined the offer of the booklet and/or the bear. and 100% of these lovely individuals donated generous amounts ranging from 2 bucks to 50. others, who donated prolly 50 CENTS, acherli TOOK the booklet off the table for themselves! [okay tt was only one person but sheesh!]
6. i spent 5 hours there, and i was simply shocked at the non-crowd tt was there. really. yu know, holiday season and all? where were the people?
7. i saw zul "degreeless specs", ex-vs there. but of course he doesn't remember me. he was also the only person i recognised there.
8. my favourite donor has to be this eurasian man with his wife/daughter who greeted me with a cheery hello and joked around with us, and donated 10 bucks. hehe.
9. we were sitting right infront of female clothes section and i was just watching these YPs checking out dresses for prom nite and thinking, "been there, done that, bought the gown!" i was also admiring the displays and the dresses, and deciding what to wear next year. i kind of have it down in my head already. haha. oh and plus, i got to watch as they changed clothes on one of the mannequins. haha. cool sia. i wanna work in the female clothes dept!!! ooh i also kept eyeing this 29.90 bucks skirt.. haha. but of cos, takde guts to try it on.
10. not a single orang melayu/muslimin/muslimah donated while i was there. now THAT speaks volumes.
anyway then it was finally over and i dropped by sengkang library [which, btw, rocks. itz like a condensed WRL. i lurve it.] and got 3 more mary higgins clarks [one of them is a joint effort by her and her daughter].. just finished one tadi. =)

"found" tt pic, among others, at baba's hse. haha. i used to love playing payday. damn fun sia. and i still remember how loser old me played it ALONE, BY MYSELF, once. sheesh. takder kerje betol.
i got semi-porn from aishah. it was an email showing sp students engaging in.. ACTS. itz really.. interesting. as in, the pics were taken in broad daylight, or at least, broad light. and those ACTS took place on like, the dirty brick floors!!! eeeww. well, asal korang bahagia.. =D
had flag day today. it was horrible. okay, not really, when you compare it with my previous flag days. it seems that my flag days improve marginally larh. but just now, i was reminded of how much i hate flag day, therefore, i SHALL NEVER SIGN UP AGAIN, EVEN IF OM BEGS ME TO, and i shall just do my part by donating. if tradition persists, only to the cute guys. haha. hm. was at the junction outside paragon. i loved seeing the cool cars drive past. lotsa racecars.. no open-tops though.. but there was this HEEEUUUGGE jaguar.. i think it was a jag ah.. anyway, it was blue, and really huge! it was quite abit higher than normal cars, for starters, and like, 10cm longer, and basically, it just looked like one monstrosity there ah.. the only thing i liked about it was the colour. hey, maybe i can be a driver! i mean, sekurang�nye i get to drive a nice car.. hm. how does one become a driver? anyone with info, pls share. and plus i'll shatter that stereotype of 40-plus male drivers.. cool! hmm.. oh there were like, billions of police cars and buses.. haha one driver was cute.. and 2 consecutive delifrance lumpurs, who were really nice! the first one was giggling as he donated to me. i'm serious. itz the only word to describe what he was doing.
hung out at the library too. i lurve tt place man. i did NOT want to leave, seriously. got a new mary higgins clark. and i dun get why the libraries give offers for people who borrow 8 books, cos I CAN'T! aarrggh. read this cute mag called sugar. itz.. irritating at times, but i lyke the real life stories alot. isn't it amazing to read of 14-year-old guys talking about kissing and 14-year-old girls having sex for the first time with a 28-year-old, subsequently having a miscarriage at 15? ooh and i diden know some ppl get their period even when they're pregnant. cool. oh and i was just wondering, how would the pharmacist react if i bought a pregnancy test kit?
reached home around 2, did everything quickly, and slept. ooh.. sleeping rox. waking up when you're not ready sux. i acherli slept thru my 630pm alarm. tsk. ooh and i lurve my new wallpaper! matches my desktop theme perfectly..

i haf a new pic on my fone! check it out, it rocks. also check out dogs playing poker on gamescene.com. hehe. i'm addicted to it. except when i lose badly. went to baba's hse today. had fun browsing thru fotos!!! woohoo! she got her fotos, and i got mine. =D it was really fun when we were freaking out over the stop/play buttons. wahahaha.
alrite 10 minutes to buka. can't wait. i'm dying now. i mean, can yu believe i sahured on FOUR epok-epoks? how does one live liddat?
bye babes!

well. let me just state from the beginning of this tt i diden see OM. would anyone like to know who i DID see? BFG!!!! BFG!!!! hello? where is the justice in this world? and speaking of justice, how is it tt sya managed to see samit yesterday? while i was rotting in the bamboo garden with the spiders, believing he was dead? okay whatever. sekurang-kurangnye i know he's alive.
i went to ikea with fana. it was cool! and fun! i lurve all the displays and stuff.. and itz another of the places that makes me wish i was rich.
there was that fruitless trip i mentioned, of course, where i diden get to see OM.
and today i watched mere yaar ki shaadi hai. i think it means "my friend's wedding". so yes, as the title suggests, itz like my best friend's wedding, except this time the best friends get married. which is the kind of ending i like, of course. and BOTH jimmy shergill and uday chopra are in this film, so it was almost like watching mohabbatein all over again. anyway this film rocks, itz cute and sweet and everything. i lost count of the number of times i cried. i lurve movies tt make u cry. -sigh- and unfortunately, baba took dil hai tumhaare yest so i haf nothing to watch now.. takpe i'll just immerse myself in barbara delinsky. she writes soppiness, but itz not tt bad larh..
oohyah yest i saw HL guy!!! whee! he was with sleeping guy, acherli. haha. they carpooled. saw my cvg too. that was about the only good thing about my pw disaster.
watching dark angel now. jessica alba is so cute. haha.
okay i'm done here. bye.

today wasn't interesting or fun, by any standards, but it was fruitful. i guess. so just wanted to record tt. haha.
i acherli went to skl lyke normal today. as in, aiming to reach at 730. and stuff. but it was cooler today. i was just idling at home after subuh. i just hung out on the armchair watching geng skru drebar with my mom and dad. anyway itz kwite a funny movie. i think rahimah rahim [not only has a silly name which goes right there with buang bin pungut but] is great and really funny. nuraliza is not bad, shez pretty cute and funny in the movie. so anyway, i went out of the house like, 10 minutes later cos i diden wanna be so early.. and i mati� thot i took the soopa late train.. but i almost fainted when the clock at bv sed 7.11!!! aarrgghh. yah but it was okay. no biggie. just surprising ttz all. my body clock muz really be off.
there was that little fiasco between amir and his favourite teacher. haha. and i was trying to go to the concourse when i saw him about 50-100 m away, and i did this about turn and went back to the lab.
sya's cvg was there practically the whole time. no fair. i diden see a soul.
but we did practise twice, and crap out about 10 new minutes. haha. so now we prolly have 20-plus, if we're lucky. plus that wonderful calendar with the bones.. haha. we also managed to get a new file and new dividers for ourselves.
saw ex-fren for, oh, i dunno, 30 seconds?
went to the library where i finally discovered the adult section. i blush to think i have been rummaging in the YOUNG adults section for the past 2 years or so. aaarrgghh. buat maluu... got another mary higgins clark, which i will start later, and a barbara delinsky. i think i've read her before, but i forgot what.
tomorrow i'm stalking/looking at/supporting OM! and pw will be over too! this is too much. woohoo!

as usual, another boring, eventless day at home today.. so basically i have nothing much to report..
but this site is funny.. click

tangisanku buatmu.. tetapi takkan pernah kau tahu..
Why can't we be Friends(4x)

I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya 'round for a long long time
I really, I really, I really remember when you drank my wine

Why can't we be friends(4x)

I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya walkin' down to China Town
I called ya, I called ya, I called ya
But you did not look around(yeah yeah)
I paid my I paid my I paid my money to the welfare line
I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya standing in it everytime

Why can't we be Friends(4x)

The color, the color, the color
Of your skin don't matter to me
As long as, as long as, as long as
We can live in Harmony(yeah yeah)
I kinda, I kinda, I kinda
Like to be the president
Then I could, then I could, then I could
Show you how your money�s spent

Why can't we be friends(4x)

Sometimes I don't speak right
But did i know what I was talking about
I know you're workin for the C.I.A.
They wouldn't have you in the mafia

Why can't we be friends--Smash Mouth

i was just thinking.. the two situations seem similar. one gatal girl. one changed guy. knowing the guy longer than the girl has. yet the girl appears to know him better. how unfair it all is. and how we refuse to relinquish our hold on the items tt remind us. that give hope. however teeny. itz still hope. and we hold on tight.
this is why movies should never be like real life. so that we in the real life realm can watch the movies and think, "if only my life could be like this.." if movies mirrored real life, we'd watch a movie and think, "itz just like my life!" and THEN what can we hope for?

at the way things are going, i'll be glad to just pass pw.
watched mujhse dosti karoge today. itz really great, fana was rite. really sweet and all, and the song is nice too. life is so boring now i can't eat or do hw or anything liddat. haha. ohwell. wait until wednesday.

well. official school is over. official malay is even more over. haha. while waiting to be released after the paper just now, all i could think about was how i no longer have to take malay anymore--no more malay lessons, no more green book or karangan book or bahasa book. no more kuliahs and ceramahs. no more staring down at the tiny black table, forcing myself to stay awake. no more glancing out the window every 2 seconds. i wanted to like, laugh, smile, everything!!! but of cos i had to compose myself.
nth much happened today. i mean, hello, itz malay. what would happen? hmm. there was talking about 5 cm away from spy. that was cool. and ex-friend, of cos. and there was OM. hehe. i took that pic today. and i only just realised what a nice pic it is. very colourful.. and i'm sure that i'll be looking at it decades down the road and missing skl life.
watching the killing fields now. half-watching, anyway. if only to get more background info for this wednesday. haha. i dun understand the storyline yet tho.. but watching the scenes are enuff. ooh and i finished another mary higgins clark today. i lurve her. she is a genius. but i think reading nonstop has kept me from thinking. so i haven't thot about the artsfeste thingy yet. i'll probably do tt tomorrow, since i'll have a lot of time on my hands from now on. oh and i'll also watch the vcds fana lent me. that should fill up the weekend. haha.

today was really fun. it was great being all little-girly once more. anyway it began well, although, like i was complaining, both OM and i were "late" so we diden get to have our last private time of the year. arrrggghhh. ohwell. it wasn't meant to be. also saw samit's fren. again. second time this month. but no sign of samit. next time if i see his fren again i'll ask him about samit. how bout that? eeyer. buat malu je. but thatz nothing new for me. anyway then we repaired the damage done to our pw. and i lurve CJ's "video". itz very.. simple and succinct. den.. yah we were supposed to end at 930 but of cos, due to pw, ili and i ended up leaving a little after 12.
ili was really surprised at my people-spotting speed. hey, i've been perfecting this art for like, 4-plus years! of cos i'm fast! itz one of the coolest hobbies ever! we were walking past the nike shop and these 2 cj viks walked out. woohoo! that was cool. that was great. haha. okay then we wanted to watch the matrix revolutions, but it was sold out at ps. [my brother, btw, watched it today, and ended up being late home for buka. hmph. the fairness of the world.] so we explored spotlight. i've always loved spotlight. itz so... colourful and homely and stuff. i used to go to the orchard point one all the time, and i used to buy the cute little mini home appliances. for unknown reasons. dunno where they are now. but anyway, today i went crazy and tried on tiaras and halos and boas and stuff, and posed for pictures. infront of the whole world!!! why why WHY wasn't i embarrassed enuff? [we'll get back to tt later.] so yes, up there's one of the pictures. ooh i tried on wings too. wanted to get them, but diden know the price so malas. in the end i bought a silver star wand and a sheet of stickers. but wait. ttz just spotlight. and we spent like, one hour there. i'm serious.
went to carrefour too. first it was all food and huge aisles, so i was abit bored.. then we went to the skincare and beauty section.. haha. where i went to town, slapping blush and eyeshadow and smearing compact powder and lipgloss on my hand and face. hahah. i was all sticky in the end. oh and remind me to buy the sally hansen french manicure kit. yay. shd haf bought it just now, but i diden realise i had money until later.. went to the toy section after tt. had a monster truck showdown. i think ili won. but our last battle was explosive man! now i know why boys lyke cars. we hugged carebears, and played one of those keyboard things.. and i found lego clikits! they were advertised in cleo or her world or smthg. so i bought one set. itz not bad, kwite fun to mix and match.. but my ankle is too big to make an anklet, and it looks weird on my wrist. so i put my completed piece of craftwork on my bag. check it out! ooh i also bought charlie's angels: full throttle.. which i JUST watched and itz really fun! i dun lyke drew barrymore so padan muker dier takde boyfriend. hahahahaha.
we were walking to the mrt, and i saw a vik sitting in a group of three ppl on the floor. and i hissed, "vik!" and then they looked at me and the vik just kept looking. like, he turned right around and looked at me, even as i went in and down the escalator. [almost took the wrong one, i was so disoriented.] and then i just started blushing. HEY! nature! brown people [me] aren't supposed to blush! white ppl [batu, etc.] do! aaargh. my ears, my EARS were red! shit what if i start blushing infront of like, him when i'm talking to him?!?!?! buat maluuuuu!!! but anyway the vik was cute so i'd say it was a nice experience overall, apart from the extreme embarrassment. what is wrong with me and baba? we've been becoming more easily embarrassed lately! i wasn't embarrassed infront of billions of strangers when i posed in spotlight, but infront of ONE vik, i fry? sheesh.
oohyah forgot, we went to the library where i tried to check out the parenting section discreetly but failed due to malu-ism, and struggled to choose a mary higgins clark to borrow.
and now i'm home, still revelling from events [make that singular, sorry] of the day. =D viks rock. oh but guess what? i kan't go for the bollywood thingy!!! i have obs!!! arrrggghh.

i remember sitting on tt ride, clutching tight for dear life, and screaming your name. never ceasing. just screaming your name. feeling terrified, and screaming your name.
i remember feeling nervous, deciding what to wear, imagining your face. and when i finally saw you, my voice left me. and all courage left with my voice. watched you walk away, and they came back. and the tears spilled. couldn't stop. crying and crying, and i didn't know why. i could just watch me cry.
i remember scribbling in my textbook. your name. my name. and other names besides. weaving a story that'll never come to life.
i remember all the weird dreams. proposing to me in the malay room. comforting me. rebuilding my faith.
i remember the first time we met. it didn't seem so special then. but itz one of the few shreds of hope i cling onto.
i still save the chats. but you don't know.
i still smile at the thought of you. but you don't know.
and i'm pretty sure i still like you. but you don't know.

fana's right. itz so weird that there's this person you cry over, who's foremost on your mind, whom you always make a special effort for, whom you always dream about.. but they'll never know all that. itz funny. and it can't be helped. cos yu can't do anything to change the situation. cos u know u like them, but they'll never know. and you're not gonna be the one to tell them. cos u like them too much. and you can't make urself stop.
and i must be annoying the shit out of the people still reading this. bye.

as usual, wasn't going home in the best of moods. but i was in neutral mode, at least. decided to take the bus. i got the natural gas for cleaner air bus again. itz really cool. great aircon, comfy seats, nice view. it was raining when i got off at serangoon. and 53 took a helluva long time to come. and i was grumbling inside. but it finally came, and i sank thankfully into a seat right infront and started reading my book. but thatz not what i wanted to write about, was it?
someone tapped me on the shoulder. as i turned around, i was racing thru the possibilities in my mind. most of them were female. but i found myself facing him! and i acherli gasped. loudly. eeyer buat malu di khalayak ramai! so i'd just like to thank God for arranging fate such that i got to see him today. in the midst of the rain. the pw. the hunger. boredom. everything. i can't believe i could have missed him. if i'd chosen to pray asar at the surau. or if i'd taken train. or stayed at the artsfeste meeting. i came so close to missing him. but i diden. i diden.
i wanted to cry. laugh. scream. but we just talked for a couple of stops. as usual he expressed his disbelief tt i could be giler enuff to prolong my journey home.. haha. i'm always making him think i'm giler. ohwell.

okay so it was three bastards who stole his bike. i can't wish a fate deserving enough of them, so i'll leave it to God. and you know what else? now i kan't get that skater bag. cos i might as well contribute to zul's new-bike fund.
someday. they'll get their balasan.

hi. i'm still suffering from post-promos fever, i think. tired and all. [oh GOD my brother lost his bike! which bastard stole it?] and sleeping late + waking early is really damaging. not to mention pw. so today was ponning day. skipped chem lect, went to gallery n sat on the table watching handball. OM is really cute and funny and all. and BFG was funny too, which made me laugh and people looked up and i had to hide. sheesh. ponned maths lect too. and went home sleepy and tired. and none too happy. i hate sleeping on the bus cos itz so comfortable, you can't wake up, but u force urself to anyway, and end up feeling rotten.
watched elvis lives. he's really great. ok. bye.
wait. i really feel sorry for my brother. i think if i were him, i'd cry. and itz ramadhan now, so i'm really pissed with whichever asshole who stole his bike. and also, i think my brother went to terawih. how could someone steal a bike during terawih, during ramadhan? GOD. please get it back.
Are you lonesome tonight,
do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a brighter summer day
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?

I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
You know someone said that the world's a stage
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart.
Act one was when we met, I loved you at first glance
You read your line so cleverly and never missed a cue
Then came act two, you seemed to change and you acted strange
And why I'll never know.
Honey, you lied when you said you loved me
And I had no cause to doubt you.
But I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than go on living without you.
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing there
With emptiness all around
And if you won't come back to me
Then they bring the curtain down.

Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?

my brother lykes beyonce and christina aguilera songs!!! [in addition to those normal noisy linkin park etc shits, of cos.] is it normal?

*kaoz* just checked the diskette to realise that the ppt we just slaved THREE hours over today is not in it!!?!?!?! i'm gonna cry. no, acherli i'm not. i don't cry over academia and the like. but still. we slaved over it?!?! i really dunno wat to do now. i feel lost. and u know wat else happened today? we left our "script" in the classroom, and later amir and i went up to get it, but we ended up hanging out outside the classroom for about 20 minutes cos we were skared to ask permission to go inside. so amir asked latte to pls retrieve the stuff for us. and so latte ducked under the camera to get the stuff. and guess what? it wasn't our stuff!!! i was laughing but crying, i swear. how did the day manage to go so wrong? and thatz not including our major ppt-sabotager-extraordinaire. she just barged in with her changes and i couldn't just sit there and watch and nod my head, so i scampered off to a free comp and sat there watching mun yuk edit her ppt. and doing a great job of it. i'm sorry. i had to run away. it was too painful watching our ppt being turned into a 1S03D PW grp clone. so yah. apparently it was changed twice. just as well itz gone, i guess. i'll try and see if we kan salvage it lar. haiz.
on a brighter note, i was in the toilet, trying to quell the urge to vomit after sitting thru 3 presentations. i was just standing there, infront of the mirror, looking at my urgh face. then i heard some guy's voice singing very close outside. dunno why, i thot it was latte. and he just continued singing to himself, at like, normal talking level or so. den i went out of the toilet and he happened to come out at the same time, STILL singing. and guess what? it was adam!!!!!!! i wanted to die. and he just glanced at me then continued singing and walking away. kalau ikutkan hati, i'd have just stood there staring, but i just shuffled a few steps away larh.. haha.
ooh also spent about 1-5 minutes of bliss at bus stop with OM. haha. if yu cld call it bliss.
i'm sorry. i believe PW has unhinged me. further than i've gone.

hey. i'm tired. all my efforts to forge ties between fana and clemmy-memmy have come to nothing. and my other efforts to track down mumu have been futile. totally useless. itz really tiring k!
but at the other end of the spectrum, my grp came to my hse today [first-time convenience for both julian and me!] and we just about finished the ppt. i think. i was supposed to do my script, but i'm kinda malas so it'll just be pushed to tmr ah.
there was a faint knocking on the door just now and my brother was like, "eh, someone's knocking." and i was like, "oh, really?" -trying to sound unconcerned but acherli skared- "you answer it ah!" i suggested. and he was like, "no, you go!" and we started laughing. and i sed, "are you sure someone knocked? i don't think so." "but i heard it!" he exclaimed. and so i sed, "then u answer it!" and then finally the person decided to ring the doorbell. "let mummy get it!" i sed. and my brother was like, "just answer it larh!" and started inching towards the door. and i was like, "turn on the lights!" so i followed him, while turning on the lights on the way to the door. anticlimatically, it was abg azhari. cheh. buat takotkan orang je.
hey, sorry, but i was watching the matrix so there was a scare factor in the air. haha. okay back to keanu reeves. hez so hot! ohwait speaking of hot, CJ was telling me how hot/cute/handsome aaron aziz is. haha. it was damn funny.

watched 25% of the first harry potter just now. haha. after doing a one-minute speech for pw. nothing like slacking, huh? anyway i'm not feeling great.. but i was just thinking that right now itz about 5 a.m. in the US and they're prolly not even awake yet so i was just wondering if i cld pop over and celebrate halloween there? someday, when i'm rich. i'll put that aside now, with my black/yellow/red sports car, black-and-silver-glittery wedding, bollywood movie, and [supposed] nine kids. no, cikgu, i'm not gonna marry ili's husband.
i really loved cip today. all cips should model themselves after this. plus, i'm semi-black now! haha. or so i think. =D