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.long.

I cant believe im typing this out again! I nearly finished typing out the whole entry yesterday but my computer shut down by itself. Agggrrrhh. Binget je. So now i have to start all over again. Here goes..

Last thursday i accompanied Ianz to her job interview. Overall, i think the place sucks. Nte, Dini tagged along. Very difficult to look after Dini. I think she dont recognize me thats why she keeps crying. Hey, dont doubt my baby sitting skills ok. At her age, Dini is recognizing people and since its been months since she met me, she dun recognize la. Duh. Only when we reached her crib and after a few hours, den she allowed me to carry her. *winks* We even took pictures. And i had a privae lesson wif Ianz on how to make a blog skin. Yeh Yeh. So happy! So ryte after chilling at Ianz crib, i headed to Simei to meet up wif ma bro so as to visit our dad at CGH. He got his own room. Real classy.

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Look at her teary eyed. Just finished crying la ok. Hee.

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Shot one. Finally she's in my arms.

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Shot two.

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Shot three. Candid. Im already frens wif Dini. *winks*

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Parental units at CGH.

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I cant help myself.

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Merepek shot. I noe. Me and bro goofing around wif Dad's crutch while waiting for Mama to arrive.

Btw, its Sunday. Happy new Year to all my chinese peeps. Dad was discharged yesterday and is back home.

Btw, this is MY BLOG. I can say what i want to say. U CHOSE to read. So just accept the facts. Im gona get back to eating my mandarin oranges.

For more pixs.. click .:.HERE.:.

@ 9:40 AM

.new skin.

I have a new skin. Yeh yeh! And im proud to say i did most of it myself. Thanks to dearest bestie for helping me out. Penat tau buat dari pagi! *blueek*

Im so late. Need to rush to CGH. Dad is warded there. And after, off to school.

Will blog bout yesterday the next time im free. Till den, have a great weekend. And to my chinese frens, Gong Xi Fa Cai. Happy New Year!

@ 6:45 AM

.pri sch.

It seems like people i know is talking alot about the past. i want to talk about it too can..? Hee. Oh yea, i would like to mention dat ryte now, at this very moment, the concert at the Indoor stadium is ongoing. Pardon me. I just cant seem to shake off the thought that my beloved BSB band from young is here in Singapore. I rather go crazy over them rather than Syed Azmir, Khairul Anuar, Khairil, Fauzie. Who r they aniwae? *ahaks* No offence to Singapore singers, but they are just not that happening for me. Maybe except for Taufik. Hehe. Ok so back to what i was saying. I wanted to reminise the past too. No, not the one or two years ago past. But way back. About a decade ago. When i was just, errmm, 11 years old. Yup. It was 1995. BSB was the IN thing way back then. And i know my frens are all so crazy about them. I was soo head over heels wif Nicholas Gene Carter. He is like the official heart throb in 1995. Still is anyway. To me dat is. Except that he gains weight. A lot dat is. But he still looks good. Believe me. haha.

Well, i did say that i wanna tok about the past. Not about BSB though. BOut me n my circle of frens. I vividly remember my very first bf. Shaih Mahmood. That's his name. He is my very first bf and the very first bf who broke my heart. Jahat la he. Mintak break pakai surat. *blueek* Still remember the day when i received a note form his classmates (Liza & Siti Rahmah). See, Shaih was in 6/5. I was in 6/7. I also remember that on that fateful day, i didnt have any prefect duty. Yes. I WAS a prefect way back in primary school. *gags* So the two girls gave me dat note n i was supa shocked that he wanted to split. Considering that the nyte b4 we were toking on the fon as per normal. No arguments. Infact, we didnt have any arguments at all. Maybe that was a bad sign too. I didnt break down der and den. I tot the girls were pulling a fast one on me. So i headed to the basketball court where the 6/5 boys were playing, god knows wat. (dorang lempar2 paper lah ok at each otha). I dragged him aside and started asking him whether the note was really from him and all dat stuff. He kept quiet sey. Nva mention anything to me. So, i crushed the paper and throw to his face. Yes. His face. Walked away with tears rolling down my cheeks. Aahh. First heartbreak. First real tears bcoz if puppy love.
Sedih tau! As i walked back to da canteen, i bumped into Armar (my 2nd bf). His eyes was full of concern. I just turned away from him. Even when i was wif Shaih, i knew Armar liked me coz he confessed his feelings for me. But i was a one man or ratha, oneboy girl at dat point of time. Little did i noe y dat idiot broke up wif me. ARRRGGHH.

Armar Syahid was the one who picked me up during my down-est moment. That downeset moment was when Shaih broke up wif me. Kira touching la tu. Haha. Armar was the nicest, bestest, good looking bf afta Shaih. He pampers me alot. Always buying me stuff whenever he went for an outing or some sort with his family. I also remember a time when he rushed down to the library straight after waking up to mit me juzt coz i told him that i was der. I also remember him giving me a note telling me that i was beautiful.. AWwwwww.. *grins*

Armar was in 6/8. We have malay classes togetha so we see each other all time. I remember purposely going to the toilet each lesson just so that bf of mine would catch my eye. The irony of 2nd love. *guffaws wif laughter* But me & Armar broke up. The reason? Coz we went to diff sec sch. Lame. I noe. That was one thing that i regretted for a long long time but life goes on.

Two years later. We met again. At Fareez crib. The boys of 6/5, 6/6, 6/7 and 6/8 got together. (Mcm mana dorang bleh get togetha pun i tak tau)
But the best part, at Fareez's crib, Shaih and Armar sat next to each other. And the other boys who knew started teasing me about it. Asking me to choose between the two. Like, what the..??!! Ryte now, i lost touch wif the boys. Seriously. No contact at all. Even Fadhli Haron. The most 'hello' guy in sch whom i was real close too back den. And now, how many years later, everyone has drifted apart. Everyone except, me & my gfs. But thanks to Frensta, Anak Melayu, im slowly getting them back. But only a few. Still keeping in touch wif Azreen (6/4- best class lah ok), Aidil (6/3), Syaiful Bahry (6/5) and Jazrinah(6/6). The rest all missing.
I would very much like to keep in contact wif all of dem again. The memories are just too good to be true. Miss you guys soo much.

@ 12:55 PM

.bsb.

Do you guys know that BSB is in town? To all dos who dont noe who BSB is..well, let me tell ya. BackstreetBoys.Blakang jalan lelaki. Hee. Apparently Bsb is holding their concert at the National Indoor Stadium today at 8 pm. They're having their soundcheck at 4 pm. How do i know? Well Azreen is going. Who is Azreen? She's my primary school mate. Was chatting wif her bout Bsb thingy and she was telling me that she get to go the soundcheck and the concert itself. Wow. How lucky can she get? *green wif envy*
So i am listening to BSB songs ryte now. It didnt help my mood dat much coz i dint get to go to their concert. Actually was listening to 'Show me the meaning of being lonely' and Brian was crooning to his part, "Tell me y can i be der wer you are....?"
Im so sorry Brian. I cant be at ur concert coz i cant afford it. *sobs uncontrollably* Im so crapping. I really cannot afford their tix. I mean, hello, im not working. My allowance are not dat much and Mama is holding on to my atm card. No comments on the last one.
Dida wanted to go as well till she found out how little her money was in the bank. She offered to pay for my tix btw but then she went broke! Dang. So no money to buy tix. I should have entered the contest online at MTV.com but i didnt. Silly me. *slaps my forehead* But then again, what are the chances of me winning the tix? Its totally like one in two million. Azreen was lucky. Very lucky. While chatting wif her just now, she was commenting on when the boys will be coming to town again. And i was like, maybe afta all of us are happily married with kids. Yup. Dat was wer we decided to leave our hubby at home to look afta the kids while the wives go to the BSB concert in the future. Hehe. *winks*
Bottom line is, im NOT and CANNOT go to the concert today. *sigh*
But i'll make sure the next time they come, i'll get to go and hopefully by then i would be able to afford the tixs. Enuf ranting. Im gona play some online games while listening to more BSB songs.

@ 8:05 AM

.mon.

Have you ever been in a situation where you are already engaged but somehow, somewhere, because of distance, you are drifted apart and you found urself falling in love with someone else? See, dats the scenario of one of the scenes in Haryati. I dun actually follow that series but somehow, i found myself glued to the telly for 3 weeks straight of Haryati. I dun really like how Harlina (Haryati's daughter) handled the situation that she was in. I mean she's already engagged to marry and there she was getting into a relationship with her student's father! And she didnt even tell that man that she's engaged! And how she ended her engagement was also crappy. When Zainuddin (her then fiance) asked to talk to him and give him reasons for breaking up with him, she didnt answer. She's like beating around the bush. Kalau tak suka, ckp tak suka lah. Is it dat difficult?! So exasperating lah her character. Pity Zainuddin. He said that Harlina's behavior broke his heart and shattered his life. Sounds so familiar. *sigh* Aniwaes, the show was left hanging. Maybe there will be a 3rd season of Haryati.

Past few days, Mama has been nagging at me and my siblings. A lot. Nag and nag je. And if i say something back, she would say that i dun respect her. How atrocious! So i handled the situation differently now. I allow her to nag and nag. Im just to tired to argue back with her. But it doesnt mean that im in the wrong. I mean, everytime she says something and im not in da wrong i would answer back BUT if im in da wrong i would keep my mouth shut. Nowadays, i duno y Mama just like to pick up fights wif us. I think. Maybe it kills her boredom. *rolls my eyes*

Yesterday, the clash between Man Utd and Liverpool. Man Utd won by a single goal btw, if u havent noe the score yet. Liverpool wasnt playing their very best. We conquered the midfield and the first half but were lacklustre in the second. The strikers werent happening. The defence wasnt that bad. The goal by Rio Ferdinand mere minutes to end of the game killed the game. Dang. I fell asleep for the first 20 mins of the second half. Hee. Woke up and watched the rest of the game. When Man Utd score, i was like, shit. So i carried my bolster, turned off the telly and off i went to bed. I duno if im dreaming but i tink i received an sms from bestie saying sumting bout im in love with cisse? Darlg, im in love with the whole Liverpool team. Cisse is one of them but is ranked at the very bottom of the list. Hee. My ultimate favorite is my John Arne Risse. His abs is like WOW. *winks* Next is Xabi Alonso and Luis Garcia. Spaniards can be so very HELLO. Haha. Back to what i was saying. The loss wont change my opinion of my beloved Liverpool. Im still supporting them. All the way.

Im leaving home early today. Going to da polyclinic. Have an appointment wif da doc. If there is time, im gona do a lil shopping at Parkway Parade before heading for school. Ive done enuf ranting. Gona get ready now. Dun suffer from monday blues aite. *winks*

@ 3:50 AM

.sat.

Its saturday nite. Im at home. As always. Besides, im not always known as the girl who likes going out and even hanging out. For now, staying at home is real comfort. I turned down dida's offer to go out justthe two of us. I was juz too lazy to go out. Not only that, the inspiration to start my assignment came. So der. My sore throat is getting worse. Im on da verge of losing my voice. It sounds so hoarse. Just like a bapok. Hee.

Yesterday's lecture was, as usual, boring. *yawn*
Except for the activity part. I really enjoyed myself. Group project always kips me awake. Overall, my fav part of da class was when each group were given some objects and we were supposed to make sounds and do a performance. It was soo much fun. We were labelled the rock band with me as the aspirational drummer. Cam btol je. But seriously, it felt good to bang out ur anger. Indeed. I was feeling real tired and loud noises kips me awake.

So as i was sitting infront of da computer earlier tonite, my hp rang. So, i look at it. Imagine my shock when i saw a real familiar number. And for da record, i deleted dat number from my fon. But i still remembered dat number. I mean, come on lah.. For almost a year, i dialed the number almost everyday. Hmmm. Well, my past addiction called. He asked me where i was. Which was a surprise. Told him i was at home. He mentioned sumtin about seeing sumone like me at Far East. Chatted with him for a while before hanging up. Still shocked. But wat the heck. Ryte now, im waiting for the file to be received to yana. Its still a long way to go. And my head is spinning. *yawn*

Before i end, i wanna show u my latest inventions. Haha. Pictures dat ive editted dat is.

Did dis yesterday. Juz lurveee my new ride. I mean, a girl can dream can she? =p

Juz did this. Out of sheer boredom. I look so bladdy innocent & cute. *winks*

p/s- Both pixs are taken last year. Jus did a lil editting here and der to make it brand new.

Ookie. Im tired. Good nyte.

@ 2:45 PM

.raining.

Its raining..!! Why must it rain today?? I have class today and im undergoing the M disease. Its da lazy disease. In malay, its called 'MALAS'. N ryte now im so lazy to get ready to go to skul. It didnt help that im getting my two days pay. Especially in mind, that i have lectures to attend. Hopefully it wont be dat boring like Wednesday.

Ok, ever wondered what a blog is for? Its an online diary where people pen thier tots and feelings. The blogging world is hazardous coz as u all know, words can kill. I mean since we all noe that blogs are wer we spell our tots, give our two cents worth, rambling about our days and dissing otha people. Wait a minute. Did i spell it ryte? Oh yea, i did. Apparently, people like to diss people in their blogs. And people can send out hate tags to people just coz dey dun like their faces. Wats up wif dat? I mean, i noe its their every right to say what they want to say in their own blog. But if you look at it in a different angle, its totally childish and it shows how much worth that person have for doing such things. Not only that, i'd say its childish. Real childish. N its a total waste of time to be so KEPO about otha people's blog.

Recently, i have frens who has their blogs invaded wif unneccesary comments and hate tags. Obviously that particular person adores dat fren of mine. That is y she so damn bladdy kepo, always go over to her blog, chcking it out, reading every entry and den leaving hate tags. Ryte efni?*winks*

Seriously people. Get a life will you. Do you even have all the time in the world to do all those things. One piece of advice. GROW UP!!

Ookie. Juz letting out my two cents worth. I have to get ready to school. Till then. Have a gr8 weekend.

@ 8:10 AM

.promises.

So i promised to blog on thursday. And promises should be kept. True?

I cant believe im blogging about this again. I just got off the phone wif one of my aunt. No matter how seldom we meet up, we find time to call each other up just to say 'hi' and have a dosage of gossips here and there. Heh. Yup, even wif my aunt, i gossiped. N not only dat, my aunts are some of the people i talked to whenever there is some domestic misunderstandings. So anyway, what im trying to say is that i complained to my aunt about the locking of cupboard thing and she was so horrified that my 'beban' sister would do something like dat. Yes, i officially labelled her the 'beban'. Coz she is. My aunt told me to tell mama. I did, ryte after i ended my conversation with her. Mama was laughing it off. Then in a serious tone, "Tu lah, korang tak tau bawak diri. Pinjam barang dia tak tau nak bilang."

I was so pissed when i heard that. I rolled my eyes and said my piece. I told her how stingy she was even when we asked to borrow her clothes, she would blatantly answered , 'NO'. Like wtf. I even told mama that i would understand if she havent used that clothes yet but her answer is so unacceptable. One word to decribe my 'beban' sis is STINGY. Yes, she is one stingy poker ever lived. GGGRRRRrrr. Just thinking of her makes me soo mad. Are sisters supposed to be this evil? *frowns* So after i said my piece, Mama kept quiet. Must be thinking i guess. Finally my words are digesting in her mind. Ok, enuff about this, i'll be so mad just by thinking about it. Ugh. (btw, mama is on medical leave. again)

The past few days have been pretty hectic for me. I had to go over back to my old working place as Shirley needed relief teacher. Considering that my pocket is in total need of cash, i volunteered. Despite the hectic-ness (i dun tink ders such word or is der), it was pretty eventful with the kindergarteners. My day starts at 6 am. Yes, i have to wake up at 6 for two whole days. Gosh. It was very hard for me as im not the early bird. Had to drag my ass out of bed for those two days lah ok. I had to relief the K1-s. All looked so small. So cute. They were so adorable. The morning session kids were a lil rowdy. N it was also a lil hard for me as in the morning class, there is one 'special' child in the class. The afternoon kids were easier to handle. And in the first day, i punished not 1, not 2, but 5 boys who misbehaved. Heh. Hey its not that bad, they were practically punching, shoving each other. So i made all 5 sit down on the floor. No playing for them. What touches me is that ija's K2 class remembered me. With their adorable faces and cute voice, they said to me, "Teacher Diyana.." and then they hugged me. So cute ryte?
2nd day. My last day there. The morning class had a bdae celebration. I had to really look after the special child. He is like a baby sey. He doesnt know how to speak yet. So when im conducting my lesson, Melvin, that's his name, was allowed to do whatever he wants. I bonded very well with the afternoon class. I told dem that i wun be coming again to teach them and they were like shooting me questions on why i wouldnt be coming anymore. One pretty girl, her name is Jaxin, asked me this, "Teacher Diyana, are you tired?" I think what she meant was that whether i was tired of teaching them. So clever la all of them. Oh and you know what? i Had music and movement lesson with dem. We danced to the chicken dance. I love that dance. Heh. And children likes repitition. They asked me to play that song again and adaing. I was practically dancing with all of them. Was breathless after three rounds of chicken dance. What do you expect? Its a long dance. Remix sumore. So bof days went fine. The only thing that i ws alil disturbed is dat, i havnet got my pay yet. *frowns* Ija asked me not to be to nice to dem and demand my pay. Im too nice la. Dats y they are stepping all over me. That's what i was told by ija. Hmmm. Well, maybe.

I had class yesterday nite. Gosh. It was like so so boring. I mean, the lecturer was nice. But she was so boring. Her lectures were boring and everything was so boring. I was bored and sleepy. And me & ija were seated way back of the class. Like i mentioned how boring class was, i stucked in my earphones and listened to my mp3. Haha. Bad i know. The topic was science. And no offence to it, but i just dont fancy science. *cringe my nose*

I think my entry is long enough. Im tired of typing. Off to chat wif bestie. Till then, have a good day everybody.

@ 3:55 AM

.edit.

Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship. Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word. Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.

Im sure by now, everyone knows who my real best friend is. She maybe in the west and me in the east but that doesnt stop us in becoming as close as we already are. She has always been my shoulder to cry on, my brain to pick, my gossip partner, my sister and my partner in crime.She taught me alot on things. One in particular that im excelling in is, editing photos. *winks*
Since morning, ive been editing pictures. And thanks to photo softwares like Photoshop and Photoimpact, pictures are made to look even better and far more attractive than usual. I wasnt really good at it at first after many trials and errors. Ive succeeded. And not only that, my bestie, she's the one who is sucha pro in editting said that i did very well. Hee. *smirks*
Below are the pictures that ive edited. Took me quite some time to get it perfect. Well, here goes.

Picture: Me & bestie. Taken during one of our outing together.

Comments: I added borders, a few apples, brighten up the color and smoothes our features. Hee. Nice ryte? *winks*

Picture: Me.

Comments: I like this pix. Actually ive edited dis pix long ago. Its just that i added the lightning to make it more appealing.

Picture: Me. Again.

Comments: I look so chubby here. Like wats new? But this was actually a shot taken quite some time back. Before i fell sick. The background picture was actually taken when i was out wif bestie. It was at BK-Raffles Shopping Centre. I just lasso-ed my picture and pasted it on the background shot. Added the spotlight and made my features sharper.

Below is my pride and joy. Haha. I laughed my ass off while doing it. Nothing better to do. I did this this b4. But it wasnt as nice. Take a look. Dun laugh. *I cant stop u can i?* Well, just laugh if you want. Coz, im laughing too. Hee.

Finally, this one looks way better than my previous tries.

What do you think? Does it look like i really took a picture wif him?

Comments: The background was nice. I took when i was wif my past addiction. It was our outing to the beach. Used this backgroung coz it was juz serene. I juz cut and paste our individual picture together. My picture was taken during one of the normal get together at a chalet. And i was holding on to a tree. That's why it looked like i was holding on to his hand.

Didnt know editing pictures could take so much of your time and energy. But doing this makes me glued infront of the comp all day. Hee. I have to sleep early today as im working tomoro morning and on Wednesday. Its gona be hard for me coz even though no matter hw i tried, i cant sleep early. My normal sleeping time is around 2 am. Thus its gona be tough for me. Damn. Im supa hungry. Gona get sumting to eat now. Till i bloga again on Thursday.

@ 10:20 AM

.pissed.

Im officially pissed off. Big time.

You see, i have this very huge wooden cupboard. Real huge. Here, take a look below.

The three of us shared this cupboard. I mean, we have been staying in da same room for 20 years of our life. Three of us as in me, dida & kak noi.

Notice sumting hanging around the handle. No, its not a bladdy hanger or belt for dat matter. Take a closer look below.

Yup, you saw it. Thats like a bladdy bicycle lock! Wat is it doing der. Apparently a certain sister of mine, not only is she away (she's in camp @ cck), she is like da most selfish n irritating sister ever alive. We werent really close but if we needed to help wach other out, we will. But one thing about her is dat she doesnt like to share any of her stuffs. Even though she's not using it at dat time. Its totally like, "i bought it wif my own money and when i say no means no but i can use urs wen i ask' Coz im like da girl who allows her sisters to use and borrow stuffs. I mean, dats what sisters are for. Ryte. Only if the reason is, 'I havent use it yet before' than i totally understand but its so different wif her case. Its like she's being a freak or sumtin. Bladdy hell. She kips some of da colored tudung that she has in her cupboard wich is now out of reach. Yes, i admit i used to borrow her stuff, especially her tudung. I mean its not as if she's using da damn bladdy tudung in camp. GGGGrrrrr. Binget je.

Okie, on a totally irrelevant note, my 'date' on Saturday was gr8. Haha. I went to Escape Theme Park. Went wif dan(my bro), dida and adek. Had fun taking da rides. Not all was available though as there were undergoing mechanical checks. My fav ride of da day was the 'Flipper'. Lurve it. Went round and round. The attendant was way nice. Too nice infact. He stopped da ride when we were way on top. And when we looked down, he was laughing. Soo nice ryte him. *sarcastic smile*

I wanna go back again. Any volunteers? Hee. Didnt take many pixs dat day too coz we were busy riding. Here's some pixs.

Ooops, i passed the line. Need to pay the adult ticket.

Need a ride? *winks*

Da female pilot-to-be. Haha.

For more pictures, .:.cLicK HeRe.:.

Ok enuff. Im tired. Good nyte.

@ 1:45 PM

.amazing.

Amazingly its sunny today. The weather that is. The past few days, the weather has been gloomy and dull. So to speak. Its been raining supa heavily. In my case, ive been feeling under the weather lately. Its been three days and i still feel horrid. Didnt know the real diagnosis of my sickness but i predicted sumtin like stomach flu or food poisoning. It started the day after hari raya haji. It was way bad. I woke up at 9am and rushed to the loo. Went back straight to bed. Woke up at noon with aching body, splitting headache and fever. Yes, fever. Ugh. And to top it all up, i have to be in school by 530pm dat day for the setting up of the learning corner. The parental units even told me to forgo school dat day. But, how can i? The presentation? The setting up of corner? The marks? I will lose 35% of da marks and its extremely crucial for me. So i got ready, dragged myself to school. I cried in the train otw to skul. Wuss? Crybaby? Yup. Thats me. I cry when im sick. Its just too much to take. The pain is just unbearable. Sumhow, i managed to pull through and helped out as much as i can to set up the corner despite the splitting headache. At one point of the time, ija & i went AWOL. We headed to coffee bean below our school to sit and chill. I had pure choc while ija had the chicago cheesecake. I took lil bites of her cheesecake. I swear, i didnt have any appetite at all that day. My stomach was empty. But i wasnt a lil bit hungry. Up till now. Oh btw, Hari Raya Haji was ok. The family woke up supa dupa early. Fetched the paternal grandmother and off we went to Masjid Annadhah. The new mosque at bishan. Its really pretty, the mosque. After prayers, we sent nenek back before heading to the maternal grandparents home in woodlands. My aunt and her family werent der. I miss dos two brats. And i found out that none of my other relatives are coming over. Pity my grandparents. But they are real happy that our family stopped by. So, its very enlightening to see that we have made thier day. We headed back home after having our festive breakfast of ketupat, ayam merah, sambal goreng and much more. So bad ryte, terus balik lepas mkn. But wat to do. Mama nids to cook as there are guests coming over. Guests as in the new Home Utd coach, Zsolt Buch (i duno da spelling) and the new player, Gary. Mama insisted on us coming down to meet down. See, the four of us were hiding in the room, watching telly. Me & dan braved ourselves and went to meet them. The new player, Gary was quite good looking ar. Hee. They left around 7. Me and Dan watched the hot chick. Cldnt help laughing our ass off, despite watching it already. Wednesday. The dreadful day wer i got sick. Kak noi and Zaifi booked in. They are the future policeman & policewoman here in singapore. Duno y i mentioned Zaifi's name. Haa. He is dida's fren and Kak noi talked to him on the phone and they are in the same batch. Pretty sure they will look out for each other in there. Good luck to them. So after skul, had to wait for da parents to fetch me as usual. they were late and i really feel faint. I leaned against the wall for support. They reached like 20 minutes later, just before i sprawled myself on the cold, hard and wet floor. Well, im exaggerating. But still. I nered the car and noticed that there is sumone at the backseat. Squinted my eyes and it was Gary. Again. What was he doing in the car? And there i was, w/o make-up, tons of things to carry and a pained expression on my face. What an impression?! Lovely. *roll my eyes* Scurried into the car, said my hello's and the parental units started throwing questions about my presentation. *frowns* I was lacklustre and Dad explained to Gary that i wasnt feeling well and guess wat Gary said?

"Yes, i can see that"

Like duh.

He tried to make conversation wif me, which i felt was nice. But seriously, i wasnt in the mood. When i reached home, i vommited out my pure choc and a lil of the cheese cake that i took. Gosh. My head was spinning. Took the headache medicine (yucks) and went to bed.
The next morning, i woke up, still feeling dread, but definitely much better than Wednesday. Promised bestie to accompany her to her job interview @ Tanjong Pagar. And whats new? We promised to meet at 2.15pm. Both reached at 2.35pm. Hah. I felt that she will definitely get the job. Insyallah. Apparently, the person was impressed wif all her dance experiences. Way to go! We went to Bk for food as Ianna was starving. Before that, as we were walking to the train, sumone pulled my arm. I turned and i was so shocked! It was Nad! She was taking a smokebreak i tink. Her colleagues were wif her smoking. had a lil chat wif her before saying our goodbyes. Oh, guess wat? I got a free meal at Bk. Ianna gave me a treat as a way of saying thanks for accompanying her to the interview. So sweet. Hee.

Darlg, nxt time nak go interview lagi, tell me k. I teman kan. *winks*

My stomach has trouble communicating wif the food that i consumed. Whatever that i ate, would come out. Either by having the runs or simply by vomitting. So i conclude that the easy way out to lose weight is in general, is just to fall sick. U'll lose all ur appetite. U'll vomit out wat u ate. Gosh. I lose 3 kg. And i tink my cheeks aint chubby anymore. Even bestie commented on that. Oh well, wat to do? I turned Mama's offer of going to the doc coz i just HATE da medicine. Initially i dun have a prob wif pills and medication, maybe its due to da fact dat my sickness has sumtin to do wif my stomach and it doesnt seem to be agreeing wif watever dat i consumed. So there. No doc for me! Although my headache and fever is gone, i still feel pain in my stomach. Damn.

Okie, here's some snippets from few days ago.

Make-up less us after prayers.

Taken during Hari Raya Haji.

My group members.

I still managed to smile despite da pain.

Da girl wif da job interview.

aka my bestfren. *winks*

Da girl in green accompanied her.

Love dis pix. Hee.

Bestfrens doin a BK ad?

Ryte. =)

Da couple dat i always envied.

And love. *smiles*

So enuff. Tink the entry is long enuf. Weekend is here. And i have a date on sat. Hopefully, i'll get well for it. *prays hard* For more pixs:

.:.CLICK HERE.:.

@ 7:00 AM

.dia.

'Dia'. The highly talked show in suria. Im totally addicted to that show. Hah. Weird huh? Missed my chinese show for it. Funny as i already know the nest 4 episodes oready, but still im glued to the telly. I have to. Too many gorgeous Indon guys to watch. There's Ivan. Totally charming but ignorant. Leo. Totally good looking but wicked. And ders Eka. Totally boyish but silly. *shakes my head* I could go on and on talking bout this show but i dun think i would wanna go into detail. This morning, i worked and slogged my ass out cleaning the house. The cons of having a double storey, every inch and corner to be kept clean always. I know 2moro is hari raya haji and all. But never in my whole life have mama got really riled up over it. She insisted on shanging the curtains and cushion covers. Guess who was made to do all that? Yup. Me! I was really mad to be treated as a maid in this house. Nobody seems to be helping me today. My good for nothing bro glued himself infront of the comp, kak noi spent her day wif faizal, considering that she's gona book in this wednesday. So i was made to do all the chores. Yup. Me. The cinderella. Ive so many step siblings in da house that pushed all their chores to me. It got me real mad lah ok. And when things go awry for dem, i was blamed. Do i deserve this? Hell no. Arrrgh. Now, im being told that i have to wake up early tomoro morning. Oh gosh. Tink i betta stop now. Nid to wash up before hitting the shack.

@ 3:15 PM

.rain.

I give up! Im so frustrated. The inspiration to edit pictures was there for a mere second. But it lingers on for nearly the same time when it came. So i resort to blogging. No idea what to type actually. Whatever that comes to mind, i typed. Brain-hand coordination, i call it.
Everyone seems to be talking about the weather today. Why not, i say? Its been raining non stop since early morning. Get this, i woke up at 1030, thinking it was only 7am. I spent the whole day hibernating at home. Did the chores, watched telly, sent a few sms-es here and there and here i am now, infront of the computer.
I was reading the papers today and boy does the NE party at Orchard scores some boiling points to the females who were molested. Nuthing wrong in sharing my intelligent opinions, excellent ideas and nonpareil ideas, no? HaHa.
Its sucha shame dat these things are actually happening in Singapore. From what i noe, Singapore is safe. These ignorants perverts are totally taking advantage of the crowd to go around groping innocent females. Like, WTF! U noe, that is precisely the reason why i steered myself away from crowds. Not just to prevent myself from being touched, but, i just cant satnd crowded places and noise. Gimme peace and quietness anytime. This particular foreign worker even admitted to purposely 'touch' the females for fun. Gosh. That infuriates me. And what infuriates me even more is that, even a certain Makcik in tudung gets grope. GGGrrr. So, it doesnt even matter that much whether ure properly or indecently dressed, u'll get groped anyway. These perverted and sick creatures just cant control their teosterone level. Whats more, they even sprayed foam on innocent women's faces before touching them. How cheeky can they get? The women cant get any chance to see who touches them as by then, they have moved on. That irritating can of foam. Should it or should it not be ban? Those foam spray cans thingy are dangerous. It will be difficult to protect urself against the foam, so, might as well, ban it. Yes? If ure a victim of these sickening acts/ a bf/ a parent/ a friend/ a relative who feels that this thing should come to an end and feels that YOU, yes you, should protect us, females from being groped at NE events or whenever, then, .:.CLICK HERE.:.
We should put a stop to all this!

Ookie, lets go back to more heart warming events. There's dis girl. She's 12. She msged me at frenster. She wants to be friends wif me. And me, knowing me, accepted. Coz its frenster. Duh. It was the first time i chatted with her in msn. But from the moment we chat, she keep asking me bout syed azmir. Hmm. Thats when i smelled sumting fishy. Goodness me, i just hoped that she's not my friend coz she just wants to get close to syed azmir. *frowns*
What i like about her is that, she said that i look young. *shrieks for joy* She said that i dont look my age. That made my day! Hee. It feels so nice when someone said that you look younger than your age. Dont u think? *winks*
I think the entry is long enough. Gona watch telly for a lil bit. Good nite.

@ 2:35 PM

.skul.

The inspiration to blog is gone. Thus the reason for the lack of updates. Sorry to all dee's readers. Once the brain and mind starts co-flowing in the same direction, the inspiration will come and in one day, there could be 3 entries! But unfortunately, its not gonna happen just yet. Today, the need for blogging came as its sucha pity to leave dis blog stagnant.
So skul starts last wednesday. Just before i went to school, i suddenly had a vomitting attack. My nose started running and i was overcome by giddiness. Suddenly didnt feel like going to school. Excuses. *roll my eyes* But i dragged myself out of bed, took a long hot shower admist the vomitting thingy, dressed and off i went to school. I have a presentation yesterday. Ija panicked a lot before her presentation. But she was so cool when she presented. I was the total opposite. I was so cool before mine. But when i got up der, infront of the class, i was like, "errr, ahhh, err, ahh" Damn. Still need to do sumting bout my self esteem. But, i guess i was just nervous. I dun really get nervous often. I know i have known my classmates for nearly a year but u noe, the jitters is still there. Apart from having a presentation, i get nervous when im wif the one dat i 'LOVE'. Yup. But its been a while since i felt that way. Ever heard of the tortoise and the hare story? Well, im doin just dat. Im in a total slow and steady mode. And im putting my priorities in place. Love is out of my agenda at the moment. Im putting my studies (my diploma & mandarin couse -still looking arnd) and career first. Dee is finally growing up!
The next day, i obliged in following dida in meeting the rest for dinner. Rest as in the other couples and as usual, im the only exception. Im the only 'single' girl around and the rest were couples. Like wats new? *rolls my eyes*
For pictures cLiCk HeRe
Ive a question. Ever have a guy fren but the relationship is only platonic? I do. I stumbled upon someone's blog. She was talking bout platonic relationship.
Quote(from her blog): Platonic friendships do exist between males and females, but they wouldn't be so if one of them doesn't see the other only as a friend, no?
Like her, I cannot be friends with someone who feels something more than what it should be towards me. It's like making use of the friendship as a platform to remain close or whatsoever. In my case, everything is straight forward and clean cut. Nothing in between. Yes, i do love him. But this is the type of love that only exists between friendship. I love him like any other close friends that i have. Not more than that. I just hope that this is clear. I wouldnt want people to think that i have other intentions. That's pretentious and hypocrisy. I detest that. And i wouldnt wanna be sumtin or ratha sumone dat i detest. If i still had feelings for dat sumone, i would have sever all ties wif him altogether coz its totally like, 'i cant stop loving you so i hafta go away as i cant treat u as JUST a friend'. But in my case, ive suceeded in treating him as my fren and fren only. About 2 years have passed. U'd think ive suceeded? Hell yeah. With that out of the question, i jus hope that i dun get people i love talking about me saying that i have affairs whatsoever wif that platonic fren of mine. My conscience is clear. This is also the reason why im severing ties wif ma past addiction. I cannot be frens wif him when i still noe that i have feelings for him. Like i mentioned earlier, that is hypocrisy. And im making use of this closeness in protext of hoping that one day we could go back togetha. Which will never happen. I could lie to my frens but i could not lie to myself. So, i guess, this is the only way out.

I noe this is a lil bit late but last 30 dec, my gfs and i went for dinner at Segar restaurant. The food was yummy! To my gfs who wants the pixs, quit yakking. Just cLicK hErE
Ookie, haf a great weekend people.

@ 7:00 AM

.dee.

It was a full blooded north west derby. First half was totally irritating. I was utterly disappointed with Sinama Pongell, Sissoko and Dietmar Hamann. The midfielders and strikers just werent happening. Most inspirational player on the sticky pitch was Steven Gerrard. He is just superb lah ok. Very hardworking. Run here and there. Its because of his hard work that Liverpool managed to equalise for the first time. Yup. U saw it ryte. First time. Meaning there's a second one. I was shaking my head and swearing most of the time when i watched that game late last nite. Who wouldnt be? As an avid fan of Liverpool, i try not to miss any games that is telecast on telly. Yesterday was no exception. After watching DIA, i went downstairs straight to catch it. The first Bolton goal was a big mistake by Reina. Likewise for the second. Fortunately, Luis Garcia, Xabi Alonso and Djibril Cisse entered and Liverpool totally dominated the second half. Finally, Luis Garcia scored the 2nd equaliser with an exceptional volley that the goalkeeper had no chance at all.Overall, it was a good performance. I mean, i understand Rafa's tactic in not putting the starting 11 in. Considering that they had to play 3 games in 8 days (i tink). The players were definitely exhausted and its wise to rotate players than risk injuring those them. Its sad that Liverpool's 11 games winning streak came to a halt. *sigh* At least, they didnt lose. Here, i would like to announce that i will be sticking to Liverpool Fc as the club that i will support forever. Hee. Had people asking me to "convert" to other clubs, but hell NO. When Liverpool were down and out, i was wif dem, now dat they are performing, im still sticking to dem. Nuthing gona chg my mind. Haha. LIke so real like dat.

Today, students are back in skul. Mine will be tomoro nite. Damn it. Will miss about 45 mins of my chinese drama serial. Seaking of chinese, me & bestie decided to take up a course togeta. We decided to go for mandarin conversational course. Mama was happy to hear that im taking it coz she bugged me since two years ago to learn mandarin. Ryte now, im surveying wer to take and how much is the cost. Still trying to find the ryte one though. Oh well. Yesterday, since ija was home alone, i decided to go over and accompany her. Her family went holidaying in KL. Its like so weird why everybody chose KL as their vacation spot. Hmm. Ok, so i went over. And she cooked for me. This is wat i ate.

Prata wif sardine. Yum Yum. She insisted on frying two instant pratas for me despite me saying that one was enough.

Then, wif my guidance (cam betul je), she tried cooking maggi goreng. Not bad for a first timer. All that was my lunch and dinner. Ate quite a lot.

Straight after, ija said: Let's watch 'The park'

I replied: No (wif da expression below)

ija: Alah jom la watch.

Me: Errrr...

She finally convinced me and we watched The Park. There were many expressive moments in 'THE PARK'

They were....

.shocking moments.

.scary moments.

.touching moments.

(esp when the gorgeous guy told da girl that he loved that girl)

.intriguing moments.

Its sucha a scary movie i tell u. And the best part is that Ija left me to watch the movie alone while she went to bathe. And she even heard me scream all the way from the toilet. Gosh. How embarrasing. Trust her to leave me all alone to watch that show. Issh. I had a conversation wif ija on how to find out whether a girl is really pretty. She told me to find out you should look at dat girl from the moment she wakes up. Den u will noe. So the moment i woke up today, i took a picture of myself.

Yup. I am pretty. Wakaka. Wat can i say? Always LOVE and PLEASE urself.

Ok, took me so long to finish this. Im off to chck out the courses available. So long.

Peace out.

p/s for more pixs of the evr so self-indulgent me click .:.here.:.

@ 8:45 AM