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O, what you did to me!

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

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.

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

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

TOODLES,
Is

Decipher it

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

TOODLES,
Is.

What's yellow skinnies going to pair up with?

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

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!

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

Click here!

Uh-oh-uh-oh

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

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)

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'

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 !

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

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

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'.

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.

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.