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2010-01-26T02:03:00.000-08:00

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O, what you did to me!

2009-12-03T09:32:00.000-08:00

Ordinary red/white/black/pink/blue roses made my tummy full of butterflies. Now, tube roses make butterflies dancing around the idyllic garden in my brain. The left side of course as that is the non-academic & creative part of the brain. Who I'm referring to? Please refer to the guy below.

Ladies, please keep your hands to yourselves because Connor Paolo is mine ;D

S K A N D R I S

No going back

2009-12-01T08:52:00.001-08:00

I think I'm gonna name the title of my latest song after you mom

S K A N D R I S

Oh Gramy.

2009-11-27T08:53:00.000-08:00

Just when I thought that this will be the very moment you'll change [stop being the Grammy Award winner within the petite region], you did not. Not even a teeny-weeny dot. Never thought that you could be like that. I know you didn't have a heart but I thought you at least had a brain but hey, you cannot function your heart without the brain and you cannot function your brain without the heart as well. Nonetheless, you can never function without Alaihi Solawatullah.

I presume that's the essence that you're missing Gramy.

New beginning needs a new ending:

S K A N D R I S

A-B-C

2009-11-06T00:54:00.000-08:00

Those were my grades. Alhamdulillah, Syukran Ya Nabi, no Fs

TOODLES,
Is

Decipher it

2009-09-14T08:31:00.000-07:00

I tink you hve to recipocate the fracton. Orr else you cennot get the y(this is part of the answer) velue.

Continue :

He are coming down today. They will be came tomorrow.

Give me the answer on my tagboard. Arigato'!

TOODLES,
Is.

Future BlogSkin

2009-09-10T03:11:00.000-07:00

TOODLES,
Is.

What's yellow skinnies going to pair up with?

2009-08-30T03:18:00.000-07:00

It's been a century since I've updated. Let alone editing my photos. A lot have happened in such a short period of time, yet again. I pray it would remain as a dream and won't evolve into reality because if it ever evolves into reality, it'll be a nightmare. Soon after which, I'll start to sing 'Here We Go Again'. I pray that it won't happen, Insya'Allah. Unlike someone, I don't cross finger. LOL!

TOODLES,
Is.

I'm not ganna listen

2009-08-14T07:34:00.000-07:00

What will you do if you were tasked to do almost everything? Wait, allow me to rephrase that question. What will you do if you were tasked to do everything? Will you shout the person who gave the task to you? Will you stab the person who gave you the task in the heart? Will you do what your heart tells you?

NO!

Firstly, you may think that your heart tells you to do this and that but it's not. It's your evil twin, really. Stop and start to think about the actions that you're about to do or what was recommended. It's extremely vital because you may not know that what you're about to do is the right thing or the otherwise unless you start to think. Just remain calm and positive and think.

It may sound easy or tough but either way, that is the solution! ;D

TOODLES,
Is,

Ooops, I did it again!

2009-07-31T02:33:00.000-07:00

Looks like the good girl gone bad after all. Good girls are always good for submitting their schoolworks/projects on time, for obeying teachers' orders and school rules, for being nerdy and others, on the daily basis though. Nevertheless, this mentality ought to change as we do not and cannot judge whether she is a good girl or the otherwise merely because she's nerdy/obey orders and other things that I typed.

The point I'm trying to emphasize here is not to judge. Why? Why do we even have to judge? At certain crucial time that even if you call 999 and they come a century later, I certainly don't mind - but what if it happens almost every now and then? "Maybe she's a brat, look at her silky wavy curls and the shades she's wearing?" "She must be a filthy beggar, look at the torn shirt!" "She's so arrogant! Look at how she looks at that nerdy girl"

Oh my. Why don't you look at yourself? I don't think that you will be able to see your reflection because as soon as the mirror face you, it cracks. Oh, I know it's going to crack! So do me a favour? Get a life! Even if it's willing to give you one.

TOODLES,
Is.

Behind Enemy Lines

2009-07-08T04:45:00.000-07:00

Click here!

Uh-oh-uh-oh

2009-07-01T06:35:00.000-07:00

I can legitimately declare that both Jane Green and Marian Keyes are my beloved authors! The way they laid the letters to form different words and collaborated them to create millions of sentences which developed into a breathtaking story. I wish I could be a writer like them but, that's not what I've always desired. I've always wanted to be a DJ on 98.7FM. I know that Mumma told me it's not a job which I would want to look forward to but hey, Paramore told me that I'm quite an optimistic girl for a pessimist.

See, I even put a 'hey' there, what an optimistic young lady!

The central theme is that despite Mumma informing me that it's an oppresive task, I adore what DJs do and I want to do the exact same thing they do. I don't mind not being a singer/performer (what I've aspired to be at first) but being a DJ would be marvelous! It is a job that I will look forward to, a job that can provide a better communication between me and people who will be listening to my show and last but definitely not the least, a job that shall grant me an adequate salary that allows me to pay my bills, fines and wardrobe!

TOODLES,
Is.

I painted a morbid woman with vibrant colours

2009-06-25T07:16:00.000-07:00

A year ago, a friend of mine approached me and said, "Hi Is! How are you?". 5 months ago, the same boy approached me and said, "Hi!". A month ago, he only gave me a smile. Now, I am endlessly greeted with ignorance by another boy who looks completely, accurately and positively (-) like my friend.

TOODLES,
Is.

Dear Z/S/Leon's/David's/Lampard's (and the list goes on)

2009-06-24T07:30:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday! You've now turned 19. I am so proud of you my sister, you've come this far. You really did make me proud, I am clueless of what you did/do tomake me pleased but you just do. Who would've thought you would want to wear a dress, high heels or flats? Well, I assumed that everyone's wishes of Ms. Levridge turning into a proper young lady have fulfilled, at last. Alhamdulillah, Syukran Ya Rasulullah Alaihi Solawatullah.

May Allah SWT & Rasulullah SAW shower you with blissful blessings and youth with the years to come. Do you know that you were my role model, before I joined Syabab? Do you know that you are pretty( not a les)? Do you know that you are going to be a professional guitarist? Do you know that you make me laugh, anytime? Do you know that I enjoyed being Gabe because it makes you laugh whenever I did his manly voice? Do you that I am elated that I call you Kakak Zakia? Do you know that I am damn proud of the fact that you are my sister?

I am truly sorry for accidentally breaking the apple of your eye, whiskey glass, for it was accidental. I am sorry if I do not present to you a gift on your birthday for you've always did. It's like a ritual for all of us and we never seem to break it. Anyways, I'd to apologize if I've done any excrable things to you like talking like Gabe to you, put a bamboo pole in front of the bathroom door while you're bathing, jump on the bed to wake you up, calling Leon a bitch, calling Lampard buncit, saying that your boyfriends were hideous when the actual fact was that MOST of them are pretty attractive. Nonetheless, release your worries of me having one of them or a few of them as my boyfriend(s) as I won't. Oh wait, the list goes on.

Anyways, what I'm saying is that, I'll get you a better gift, I swear! But for now, enjoy this gift whereby it's filled with nostalgia and the present. Happy birthday again, S.

XOXO,
GossipGirl(Gabe).

Do you realize?

'Hey Guys'

2009-06-08T09:01:00.000-07:00

If we couldn't know, we wouldn't know. If we wouldn't know, we will never know. If we'll never know, there are two possible notions. Either we shouldn't know or the truth will be unveiled. Now I like the second notion, au naturel. Is that spot on? If not, inform me.

Whenever I reminisced to those scenes, I will be dejected. Words can never describe what level of "sadness" I was in. The only way it can be displayed is through the tone of my voice. You went to school to be educated, what is good and bad, positive and negative and the consequences you'll be facing are ever so not slightly slim.

It must have been the most burdensome task ever for you. You got to write the scripts, set up the scenes & direct the actors and actresses. Nevertheless, you were the lousiest director and as a result, the movie turned out to be the lousiest as well. Since when the director got to do all that? He or she would have received some help, right? I won't be in awe if I were to be informed that the director did everything on his or her own.

Nonetheless, it was such a delight to burst into laughter at some parts of the absurd scenes. I can't tell you, it's off the record. The movie was supposedly to be action-packed, mysterious and secrets kept unfold. The outcome though was the absolute opposite. Shocking isn't it? Oh well, another lesson learned. Right, mumma?

TOODLES,

Is.

B E W A R E !

2009-06-07T04:54:00.000-07:00

I shall not talk about the major hatius incident. It will be futile. I can't pretend it did not occur as it did. Nevertheless, if I were to retrospect to that specific scene where we were looking at each other trying to decode the predicament, I cannot feel anything else in my heart. I was in a state of melancholic as a matter of fact. Oh well, what's the point in dwelling right?

East Coast Park was indeed where I went to celebrate Mum's turning to half a decade (do your own calculation) and yesterday. The trip was awesome and the water was well - salty. What do you expect? It's seawater. Oooh, I felt like I was in Mexico because of the aura, I presume. ;)

TOODLES,

Is.

A Lesson Learned

2009-06-05T07:20:00.000-07:00

Nothing beats the taste of failure. Once you did, you wished you had never tasted it but it's too late for regrets, right? Once you've consumed it, you know what you got to do. Stop swallowing it and spit it out. No point dwelling on it, and not moving on.

We should head forward once we realized our mistakes. What's the point in dragging the obvious and not making an effort to sail forward or whatsoever that can make the situation better? I learned my lesson and learned it well. Very well.

On the other (random) hand, I'd like to refresh(F5) my dusty online diary. Oh, what a pity! The owner has abandoned it for what feels like centuries when it's only been a month. So here I am, ready to do what I do best! Oooh, I got a new ending phrase as well.

TOODLES,

Is.

Guitaphobic

2009-03-15T05:50:00.000-07:00

Never touching it again due to the unexpected evacuation of people around me. As the last string of the acoustic guitar broke, remorse took over me. I'm singing the blues.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Supposedly, 'Eutamia'.

2009-02-28T20:15:00.000-08:00

First entry posted beginning with letter F. Anyhow, I merely want to show my new 'TRANSFORMED' photo.
Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Faithfully,
Is.

Anything's possible, keep thinking.

2009-02-26T20:41:00.001-08:00

We were all chit-chatting about every bit of life that was intriguing, that was - until he stepped into 'Eighteen Chefs'. Sorry 'Anak Cik Menah' but I think I'll have to let you go. Nyahaha! In spite of the love that is in the air which I'm inhaling, I ought to abolish your image that is lying in an idyllic manner on my mind due to the forthcoming tests and examinations and more tests and more examinations and finally, 'O' Level.On the other hand, I miss this dude in the below-mentioned photo. He never fails to make me laugh, especially when it comes to boop slap. LOL.
Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Dear Rabia,

2009-02-26T19:59:00.000-08:00

Thank you very much for the post that you dedicated to me. None, excluding my siblings, take up their time to post an entry concerning me and particularly for me. From the first to the very last word regarding me, I truly am deeply touched. With that, I shall wrap up my "showing gratitude" post.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Sorry's not good enough?

2009-02-25T01:32:00.000-08:00

I would like to apologize if I was insolent a moment ago. I didn't mean it, truly. I merely wanted our amatory situation to return to its fountainhead, hence, "Do I look like I care?" ejaculated out of my mouth. To be rude towards you was not my objective, without a doubt. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Accepted?

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

TAKEN

2009-02-15T04:52:00.000-08:00

Those who commonly whine at any moment when their parents instruct them to obey whatever they told them to, it is because they care for you. It is so typical of teens to grumble about their parents keeping an eye on them. I, too, was once like that but my mindset has been modified ostensibly after watching 'Taken'. I am thankful and blessed to have parents who are of the same badge.

Tonight, I obtain that lesson from an action-packed, thrilling, full of suspense as well as wits movie known as 'Taken'. Alhamdulillah, Syukran Ya Nabi.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Hey you!

2009-02-12T04:02:00.000-08:00

I intended on emitting my antagonism but I think it will be inviting more disputes and therefore, I am determined not to. On the other hand, 'Fitness Programme' had written the word 'weary' on my entire body. I will always be in a slumberous state, particularly during the lessons after recess. Despite the fatigue that I had to endure, the intensive workouts made me feel more energetic as well as athletic. I like!

Kak Aisyah's advice on channeling your stress towards positivity is potent. I no longer have to vex on the small issues which I took quite seriously about then. Till then.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

When guitar meets Didi.

2009-01-30T08:15:00.000-08:00

"I wish I can fly away far away from here to land that states 'HOME'."

That very sentence lingered right beneath my skull for a period of time. It is my lyric as a matter of fact. I had no idea where that line came from but all I know is that I will sing that exact line at any moment where predicaments decide to confront me. I am aware that despite my attempt on trying to evacuate from hardships is absurd, it somehow comforts me and allow me to obtain the solutions to a problem - rather than escaping from it.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Not a fabrication.

2009-01-28T05:44:00.000-08:00

I did not realize that my blog has the word "Chiminology" written all over it. That is until a number of my schoolmates leaked the information to me. I apologize if there has been any inconvenience whilst reading my blog for the reason that several words that have been registered in each entry are hard to digest. I am certain that you readers will be able to absorb the definition of each entry as time goes by.

I was flattered by the compliments they gave such as, "You write like those authors write in novels/storybooks." as well as, "Your English is superb." Thank you. I was indeed stupefied when I was told by Faizah & Seri that they actually make the effort to open another website just so that they are able to grasp whatever I typed. I truly appreciate the effort, Faizah & Seri.

Not only am I appreciative of the praises that were showered upon me, I'd like to show my gratitude as well towards Allah SWT & Rasulullah SAW. If it's not because of them, I would not have had the energy or the initiative to lift a finger and click on 'New Tab' merely to search for finer words and insert it to my entries. Call me pious or "that-girl-is-so-religious", I cannot be bothered and will no be troubled by those "flatteries". If I can show my gratitude towards my schoolmates due to their attempts to understand my blog, why can't I present my appreciation towards Allah SWT & Rasulullah SAW, the ones whom we should find most valuable, superior and worth recognizing for?

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

In my spaceship, I am laughing.

2009-01-26T04:00:00.000-08:00

Would you readers put your trust in me when I say the above pictures are me? Hmm, I wonder. As I capture more photos of myself and making an effort to make it look in a very paragon way, I realized that the way I edit my photos have matured. No more clicking on 'Filter' and use 'Diffuse Glow', 'Smudge Stick', 'Colour Pencil' and more of those.

At the same time, I reckon that the maturity and whatever knowledge I've gained comes with various obstacles. It was quite an eye-opener for me when I became aware that we can learn a person merely through their actions. This has been a somewhat preternatural post. Signed in and now, OUT.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Last Chance Saloon

2009-01-22T05:01:00.000-08:00

'A comforting doorstopper of a read that's as addictive as solitaire'
Daily Mail

I absolutely agree with Daily Mail's comment on the novel, although I don't find it as addictive as solitaire. The plot is intriguing beyond doubt and Marian Keyes way of mathcing the words/phrases to make up a sentence is superb. To wrap it up, the novel's awesome.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

For a pessmist, I am pretty optimistic.

2009-01-16T03:30:00.000-08:00

The liability of your love towards me might be short-termed or long-termed. I predicted that the prodigious gap among us that has been filled by fear, antagonism, silence as well as high expectations for the metamorphosis to take place at the right time in you would be eradicated.

In spite of whatever I have typed on the above-mentioned, your amusing laughter and silly jokes never fails to place a smile on my face. Thus, I still love you, Bak.

On the other hand here, the unfocused scatterbrain accomplished to force me to sip the acidity of working alongside with him. Andreas made me pin up the papers pertaining to P.E on the front board as well as the 'Disciplinary' rules (which I've yet to do). I am not a device who fulfills tasks and commands alone. I am a human, a lady indeed.

You once told me,"We are suppose to share responsibilities." That was when I realized that you were correct and indeed I ought to lend you a hand. Do not take my kindness for granted Mr Tan Zhi Andreas. When I lend you a hand that does not give you the right to leave a footprint on my head or boss me around. I abhore it.

Forget about guns or ammunition, I'm killing him with my own little mission.

Perhaps he needs an ample amount of time to acclimate to being a Chairman. Maybe. Maybe not. This will be the last opportunity I will be giving you. The referee blows the final whistle. With that, I conclude this formidable chapter of my teenage life.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

11.04 am

2009-01-03T18:56:00.000-08:00

In another 2 hours and 56 minutes, I'll be having my Arab lesson. I have another 17 hours and 56 minutes to go, to waking up at 5 am in the morning to prepare for school. In 26 hours and 36 minutes, lessons will come to an end.

As I am counting down the hours until the next day, a lot of thoughts running through my mind. Nearly all are unfavourable but it will not dampen my spirits. One thought says I am overweight. The other says I will never grow again. Another telling me I will undergo a number of abominable episodes. Some may say that whatever I stated above are facts. Some say that I was dead wrong. But do you know what I have to say about it?

Screw those thoughts! I don't give a rat's ass!

Thoughts can never determine who I am or what I have become. It is me, who determines who I am and whatever that I have become. It is me who settle the issues, not my thoughts. Thoughts are just...thoughts.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

The 3 notions

2009-01-02T12:42:00.000-08:00

Here I am, sitting in front of Zakia's laptop, about to grumble about my first day of school at precisely 4.44am. Unlike other mediocre girls, I'll skip the morning introduction. I am not writing a novel. While I was walking towards the school gate, I realized I am now, as of yesterday, a high school girl. ;D

Apart from wishing that people would make way specially for me while I was strolling in along with the other students towards the schoolgate, which they did not, I was expecting a decent and jovial first day of school. It was the otherwise ostensibly.

First and foremost, my self-introduction towards my new class was considerably absurd and comical. Mr Tay, who is currently my form teacher, told us to inform 1 or 2 good things about ourselves in front of the whole class. When it was my turn to spill the info, I said, "I'm good at being good." Humiliating myself in front of my current classmates was certainly not my intention.

2nd-ly, it was Mr Tay's task to appoint a Chairman as well as a Vice-Chairman. I snickered upon hearing Andreas's name as the Chairman but I've forgotten how to chuckle when I was appointed to be the Vice-Chairman. I have to work alongside with him?! It can't be that bad working with him, right? You kidding me? It's Andreas we're talking about. On the lighter note, it was good that he looked assiduous whilst marking the attendance. Perhaps this atrocious idea of him being a Chairman would make him more responsible and mature.

Thirdly, we[me & Andrea]cannot even agree with each other without having a dispute. He was the one who did not co-operate with me. I pleaded you to submit to Mr Tay those admin stuffs. Your moronic excuse was that you were sleepy and indeed needed forty winks. I had a reasonable reason which I'll clarify subsequently, in the next entry I hope.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear

2008-12-31T07:44:00.000-08:00

I am accustomed to abiding to what people have done and most likely will do in the future, for me. I am aware that this action is unhealthy and it is indeed my second nature. It is an obligation for me, as of now, to abolish this obedience.

I have to begin to learn to step up and speak up. If I dislike it, I will say it then. Credits to Zakia for reminding me that I have the right to say whether I like or dislike, agree or disagree with this and that.

Nevertheless, I do have a reason as to why I have been agreeing to what others think and not what I think. Simply for the reason that I did make an effort to inform them about how I felt and thought when they were purchasing something for me a few times, but to no avail.

Thus, it explains as to why I do not bother to make any more attempts since to object if I ever disagree. I do realize that you did that for my own good and I am grateful of that, truly. But did it ever cross your mind that I would appreciate if you would hear me out and agree with me?

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

It's coming soon

2008-12-30T03:46:00.000-08:00

When most archetypal girls would declare on their blogs that they're rotting at home, which sounds so erratic, I'd say otherwise. Holidays are what I will always look forward to. I do not know exactly the reason why the average girls would say such thing about a vivacious season. The word 'vivacious' simply define my definition of holiday.

I'll look forward to stay indoors while watching TV/Movies. I'll look forward to assist my mum in the kitchen as well as house chores. I'll look forward to scrape the patience out of Zakia (the job that I am most contented about). I'll look forward to doze off extremely early in the morning and waking up whenever I want to. I'll look forward to complete my small amount of assignments within a long a period. I'll look forward to rest my butt on a chair facing the computer for hours transforming my ordinary photos to extraordinary ones.

Nevertheless, now that the holiday is approaching the "STOP" sign, I am looking forward to the next holiday ;)

Your Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

I could, I can and I will

2008-12-30T00:08:00.001-08:00

I kept on thinking why can't I sing or should I say, shout like Demi Lovato. And for the past few weeks I've been continuously thinking, and recently acquired an answer. I just have to open my mouth wider so that my voice would sound louder.

All the time that I been raising my voice, trying to sound like Demi/Leona, I kept on failing those attempts; for the reason that I sang with my mouth opened not so widely. Nonetheless, the outcome of my "loud" singing recently, for example today while I was rockin' out with Zakia, I managed to hit the high notes 'cause I opened my mouth big when I sing.

I was euphoric that I hit the high notes after what seemed like ages that I was making as well as putting a lot of effort trying to sound like the two artistes I mentioned above.*smiling sheepishly*

Alhamdulillah Syukran Ya Nabi. I couldn't have done it without them, right?

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

A true talent

2008-12-28T05:21:00.000-08:00

She has curly hair and dark skin. She is adored by many due to her incredibly beauteous voice. Not to mention that she's gorgeous. She's none other than Leona Lewis.

As far as I'm concern, she is indeed the only artiste who can sing beautifully. Not only in her tracks but as well as during her live performances. Have you seen her perform on 'The X-Factor' singing the song 'Run' which was originally sung by 'Snow Patrol'.

My God, she was amazing. I was swept away by her voice. Never in my whole entire life have I heard a singer who sound exactly the same like they sound in their tracks when they're performing live. She's a true talent indeed.

Your Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

F5

2008-12-24T04:06:00.000-08:00

The CCA called "Robotics" had made me drawn to it most of the time which thus explains why the significance in my blog is growing dimmer. Last Thursday, Monday and Tuesday were spent in the IT Room 2 on the 4th floor for at least 5-6 hours, exploring and spilling my creativity here and there.

I am currently sitting in front of Zakia's laptop in my dark room, typing an entry, to inform Blogspot.com why haven't I been bringing fresh new entries up to date to my infinitesimal online diary. At the same time, the thought of me having the burning desire to read novels that shares the same genre as well as quality like 'Twilight'.

The movie is a "sucker-to-the-punch" however, the book is otherwise. I read the book up till the eighth page. I must say the language and the words as well as phrases that were put to display on each page is superb. That is what I meant by a fiction yet formally written book. One word - AWESOME. You know what? I am glad that Zakia bought that book.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Drum roll

2008-12-18T01:58:00.000-08:00

The moment you have all been waiting for has arrived at your computer screen Readers.

We wanted to bid our grandma goodbye at T3. She informed us that she will arrive at the airport, Door 4 at 0000 sharp. Nonetheless, the bunch of hungry people, including me without doubt, were desiring for Popyes. Thus, we reached there at approximately 2115.

We had our Popyes and Coffee Bean as well. After all the farting, pissing and burping, it was finally time to say goodbye to "The Coffee Bean" and "Hello!" grandma. She arrived along with Mr.Munir & Baba 'Ot (KUMAN). Don't mind the bracket, it's an inside joke peeps.

Although they arrived punctually as they were told, I assume that they were indeed too early as no one entertain us kids (me & Zakia) for approximately 1 hour. We decided to leave the place where my grandma was nagging with my mum, Baba 'Ot chatting with my brother, my sister was sleeping and where my father was chatting with Mr. Munir & Mr.Yahya.

I'll let the pictures do the talking and nagging.
Familiar much?

After grandma departed, guess where we went? HOME SWEET HOME

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is

Be prepared, oh, be prepared

2008-12-17T16:54:00.000-08:00

Be excited for the next chapter!

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

141208

2008-12-15T22:47:00.000-08:00

The purple-white dais, the resplendent wedding cupcakes and lovely gorgeous ladies. Get a clue? Yes, a wedding! Nonetheless, it was no ordinary remote wedding. It's my cousin's wedding. I can't believe Abg Afai's married. Congratulations Bro!

It was the most chaotic day of my life. I used up 110% of my energy. Okay, so I might have exaggerated there but seriously, I felt as if I used whatever that I've got. Luckily I was wearing a "not-so-high" heels.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is

Who is the dude?

2008-12-14T05:24:00.000-08:00

This is what happen when cutie get loose. I'm not going to let the memory of his face be discarded off my mind so easily. It is a fact that he might not be as handsome as Alex Pettyfer or cute enough as Freddie Highmore but he..I don't know.

It's like the first time I caught a sight of Skandar Amin Casper Keynes on Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. He's charismatic. Yea. Well, maybe not for this dude but I felt a magnetic attraction to his unoccupied heart. I hope.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Turthfully,
Is

Decode it

2008-12-07T07:10:00.000-08:00

Truth is hiding beneath your skull and it's hanging right on your tongue. Just waiting for you to slip it but you never did. Sucha clever boy you are! I think this is it. It might just evolve to a tuneful musical piece. Just wait for it to be a hit. It'll be a blast. Be prepared. Oh be prepared.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

'A friend of the family'

2008-12-07T01:02:00.000-08:00

Lisa Jewell is one hell of a writer. She doesn't write formally. Yes, it's indeed a fiction and narrative story yet it's informal. I'll usually frown on the informal pop-fiction storybook. Nonetheless, this book made me alter my opinion about books that shares the same genre with 'A friend of the family'.

Well, this has been a quite random entry I must say but I was merely confessing about how funny, emotional and funny this book can get.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

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2008-12-06T04:55:00.000-08:00

Readers, I know that you already get the idea that I went out. Oho, guilty as charge. Put that aside, it's not that important anyway. They say that 'a picture worth a thousand words'. So, I'll let the picture do the talking.

My brainy pose

Zakia looks damn cute here

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Dear Z, once again,

2008-12-01T08:37:00.000-08:00

You know you can approach me anytime and anywhere. You can nag and whine all day about the crappy fucking day that you've been enduring or the nonsensical people and problems that's been such a nuisance to you. I'll listen.

I wondered why you hugged me just a few moments ago. I wanted to ask you why you did that, out of curiosity, but I passed. It's such a pity that you have to go through this all by yourself and I detest that. You know I'm always here for you. You know you hate me.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

YAY-ing for the day

2008-11-29T05:30:00.000-08:00

I'm on cloud nine currently. Who won't be in my state when they have completed a musical masterpiece after 3 years of silence and ignorance towards all my unmusical pieces. However elated I am at the MO, I'm still stressed up - trying to find the tunes and rhythms to my other unfinished songs. I'd like to accomplish this as I feel like I left my children naked on the street. Apart from that, the feeling of this accomplishment is describable - overjoyed, euphoric & excited. Till then.

Your Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is

Revolutionised

2008-11-26T00:18:00.000-08:00

I adore my new blog skin very much. I got to admit that it seems more girlish yet attractive. Well, it managed to draw my attention to it most of the time while in search for a new template so I don’t see any reason why it’s not attractive.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is

Go with your own style

2008-11-22T06:41:00.000-08:00

Maybe newspaper articles aren’t as mundane as I thought it’d be. The title of my post was stripped off from the CATS Classified's newspaper article. It's basically about informing to all the ladies out there to not expect too much on themselves.

Nevertheless, a particular paragraph caught most of my attention. It goes like this, “Go with your own style. No one can really tell you to do this or that – you have to be true to yourself and do things at your own speed. Moreover, it’s important not to model behaviours you don’t like or that don’t feel right, because that’s what ultimately ends up giving us ulcers and heart attacks.”

I envy of those who know who they really are. I mean when I was younger I thought that being in your own element was effortless but I guess I was wrong. Maybe this entry will answer you about my profile which states “Discovering.” It’s true because I am discovering about me. It’s just a matter of time.
I know that only You can solve this catastrophe.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is

Dear Z,

2008-11-20T21:19:00.000-08:00

I know that you are not a piece of equipment. I just want to tell you to endure the dull pain be it in your head or heart and be strong while you’re undergoing this agonizing episode. The central theme is that don’t let your guards down due to the pressure that’s been loaded on you. I trust that you can do this.

Do not dampen the spirits of the people who are counting on you, Z. I really hope that this entry will furnish you with motivation and oomph to complete your tasks. I can’t believe I’m doing this but I hope this will boost your motivation as well as energy. Readers, I present to you Leon.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Is.

What a day

2008-11-18T04:50:00.000-08:00

Good news readers! I shed a few pounds and I just discussed about removing the surfeit from my body this morning. I guess I was correct about me being “mulut masin” afterall. On the other hand, I didn’t chuck out the excess baggage [my clothes] from my closet and therefore explain this aggravated Little I.

I was slowed down by the Syabab videos as well as ‘Bloxorz’ and apart from that, I lent a hand to my mother in the kitchen which thus explain as to why I didn’t have the time to eradicate the neglected clothes/outfits. It seems as if I didn’t do loads of chores but boy let me tell you, I did plenty.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Gotsta gotsta have it!

2008-11-17T08:19:00.000-08:00

My money has run dry, however, it’s the otherwise for my wardrobe. It’s overflowing. I got to get rid of the excess baggage and buy some nightshirts or T-shirts at the same time. Speaking of “getting rid of the excess baggage”, it is already an obligation for me to remove that surfeit from my body.As much as I want to fulfill my duty, I can’t, due to my poor condition.

Somehow I see that a rest is a must. That’s what I want to do precisely.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Mixed up!

2008-11-15T23:49:00.000-08:00

After the magnificent outing yesterday, I feel like dipping my whole body in the deep mixture of blue and green sea of Tanjong Beach tomorrow or anytime soon, definitely not tomorrow though. It is the cleanest beach I’ve seen so far and somehow, I wanna go to WWW [Wild Wild Wet] again!

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Is.

Welcome aboard, A!

2008-11-13T04:54:00.000-08:00

Congratulations A for making it into 3E4! I’m pleased to know that we’re in the same class once again after all this years. Glad to know I have someone along with me.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

It never was.

2008-11-12T04:45:00.000-08:00

I was lost and was hoping to get some directions. The sun was shining as bright as ever, so were my eyes...

“I just found a charming lad!” my heart screeched while jumping up and down.

There he was standing right in front of me. Spiky messy hair, sexy and charming look, fair, unbuttoned white shirt which match the pair of jeans he’s wearing. I did what’s the righteous thing to do, drooled and admiring his muscled chest.

He stretched his left hand and I took it swiftly. It was indeed the first time that I let a stranger grab and let love conquer this heart of mine. We didn’t need to talk to tell each other that it was indeed an official relationship. No words can describe what I was feeling.

We walked through a park holding each other’s hands merrily until dragonflies attacked us. We ran away from that park as fast as we could until we reach an old mansion. We walked in, still holding each other’s hands. We entered the mansion was welcomed by spider webs, a few awful insects and a witch.

“You can’t stay with him forever you know,” she said while gritting her teeth.

“Let’s see about that!” my unknown boyfie said.

When he tried to punch the witch, she accomplished to cast a spell on my unknown lover in time to make him abominate me and erase me from his memory at the same time. I was feeble at that point of time and couldn’t do a single thing.

All of a sudden, I was thrown out of the mansion and the mansion just vanished. I fell down to the ground and sobbed. Just when I thought that things can never be the same again, a gush of wind blew in my direction. I looked up and saw a light. It lifted me from the ground and we flew around and I saw things I never thought I'd see. When we landed, I saw a magnificent house filled with lots of people.

A group of teenagers greeted me out of the blue and treated me as if I was related to them, as though I was a member of the family. I was elated to be with them somehow, I don't even know why but somehow, I knew that I belong here. I smiled, glad to know I have family.

“Ah!” I gasped when I woke up. I assume I was in cloud-cuckoo-land.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Eye-popping!

2008-11-11T00:32:00.000-08:00

School re-opens in 2 months' time. I must say that I’m thrilled due to the new subjects I’m taking next year. In spite of up-coming intricacy as well as obstacles that’s about to challenge me, I am going to do my very best to overcome it.

Apart from the subjects, classmates are also ought to be aware of. You’ll never know what they really are unless you sit somewhere far and observe them. Nevertheless, I can’t be arsed to waste my precious time setting my eyes on them.

I also hope for the very best for the tables as the Sec 3 students are going to vandalise the object I’ve just mentioned. They’ll do that most likely due to the amount of pressure that’s directly above their heads or due to boredom. I’d like to declare the plans that I’ve created as well for my future class which are:

1. Be quiet [I accomplished this task this year]

2. Do not be a teacher’s pet and do not be a “pain-in-the-teacher’s-arse” at the same time

3. Complete homework and hand it on time

4. Do not be a Miss ‘Goodie-Two-Shoes’

There you have the class’s rules & regulations that can and must be applied to my future class. Well then this is not considered a plan then? Whatever. Till then.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Is.

Once again, dear B,

2008-11-09T03:40:00.000-08:00

Whatever I post on my previous entry was to vent my anger due to your actions. Nonetheless, after Saturday night, I realized that you do care for me - beyond doubt and I value that B. You might not know this but, I am thankful and grateful for whatever you and M have done for me. All the more I studied hard and acquired good grades and will always do to repay whatever M & you have done for me.

The issue here is that, you do not know how to show your concern and love towards us. I knew that you had a hard-hitting life and so were your parents towards you. Then again, don't you think that "this" should stop here? It was then and where are you right now? You're in the present, with us.

I simply want your full moral support be it when I'm having examinations or competitions. I want you to know every little detail that is happening among us, like how M knows. You do not have to give me any dough 'cause I don't need that. I need you to show me your love for me. As a matter of fact, I want you to show your love and concern towards us. That'd be more than enough.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,
Is.

Dear B,

2008-11-06T23:22:00.000-08:00

My body doesn’t ache anymore but my heart and eyes are [by the way I feel like I have three nostrils]. Everytime you step into the house I’ll be troubled and petrified. The thing is, I do not know what I am fearful of.

Is it you or the things that are about to happen or the dispute that's about to occur? I'm not sure, I'm perplexed. It made me wonder at times how others can find you pleasant but I picture you the otherwise. You can talk appropriately to your chums, customers and others but otherwise to us. I was having a fever yesterday, mind you.

I can create an essay based on you, nonetheless, the situations that I've been through are the same old shit and am afraid that the readers would be bored of what you've done repeatedly and what I've complained dutifully. Whatever I went to thoroughly is not to elaborate about your negative area, but it's what I've seen more often than not.

Yours Faithfully, Sincerely & Truthfully,

Is.