Saturday, April 28, 2007

thou shalt not shake your booty at the linesman

Yeah Kalou moved his butt in circular motions at the linesman and the guy was like, "No no, you cannot do this!"

The Eagle(s) struck and an additional 2 points was added to Man U's lead, with only 3 MORE GAMES TO GO. Yessa. -punches air- Argl argl argl. Good vibes all the way baby, even when you're 2 goals down. I'm so excited I might JUST have a midnight snack.


Oh what the heck. -eats Toblerone-

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
10:41:00 PM

think white tigers playing futbol

I want to work at the zoo, I do. But my biggest problem is probably that I'm lazy. It's the worst disease out there, it's true. I'm afraid of hard work, obstacles and bumpy roads. Just thinking about it makes me dizzy. But let's think about this on another day, yes, cos I'm going to be late for Yati because I'm too busy looking through the zoo website. Oh, don't you know that tonight is Futbol Night? YESSA.

Oh and did you know, procrastination is another one of my problems?

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
5:07:00 PM

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

milahs on a mission

Sunday - Bah's Birthday Suprise Part 2 aka Plan B 

In the end, 6 GM managed to turn up. -beams at you all- My first time down all those shady lanes at Arab Street and Naza's familiarity with them makes me suspicious. Kaki 5 is such a neat cosy little hideaway that it immediately gains my approval, especially the upper floor. Though it has a rather seedy location.

And then Charlene pulled up in a van (chey), and the milahtants were assigned our very first real mission ever in the history of Gengmilah (when the other kental terrorists decided to sit down and have a drink instead). As in, we were recruited and given orders by forces outside of the HQ of Bedok North. Big bucks and big stakes.

Wadah, Yati & me volunteered to go kidnap our Sgt. Belacan (hey I realized that I am of the same rank as you so technically, I can still kidnap you if I want) at her house and if I had to do it again, I would knock off her glasses first and tape over her mouth and eyes immediately. We did dress up like ninjas though, covering our faces with trash bags that made it hard to breath and had us choking. We banged on the door quite enthusiastically but...



Yeah she saw us coming (though she pretended to be all surprised by being in her baju butterfly again, which did not really help her at all) and we were giggling and Bah did struggle quite a bit, especially in the van. Masking tape everywhere, she eating her glasses and hair, a short Suria moment with Bahriah screaming for help and banging on the doors with her bound fingers. And throughout the entire scene like something from my dad's movies, we had NO CAMERA. ZIP! Nada! The agony!!

So unprepared because we were too excited to go and snatch her from in front of her TV. -slaps forehead-


Poor Bah, we had like 3 tshirts over her head at the end, and we tugged on her pants for her cos that baju butterfly is really indecent. And she protested against her own shoes but we got them on anyways. And then when it came time to take it all off, they had to cut through the masking tape everywhere. I think I bound it a little too tight. Heh sorry.




Everybody in the room just stood around, looking at her all tied up and disheveled while Raihan & Charlene tried to free her and then, when she could finally see, we all just said..."Hi."

No wonder she looks scared.




The cake was AWESOME. I want some more. -drools-




Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.




(HAHA oh my god I can't believe we actually kidnapped Bahriah. YATA!!!)

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
8:59:00 PM

Monday, April 23, 2007

shake your tambourine in time

It's been a hectic few days but school has started to ruin the fun. Uwek.


Wednesday - GM put our heads together and came up with an ingenious plan for Bah's birthday surprise that had us giggling for a while afterwards.

Thursday - A trip to the hairdresser to stop our whining and a surprise call from Raihan for plans on Sunday.

Friday - Samba performance and then the GM plan A was put into action with a call to Bah's nenek and mum. MUM's the word.


Saturday - 0830 hours : Bah's Busstop 

We were there at the agreed time, on the dot! Yes, we are never late (always punctual) for a mission, you can count on that. Still leagues away from Bah's house, MML already gave the signal for radio (and giggle) silence.

Took the lift up to her floor and then lots of "Aku nak terberak/terkencing" comments came. We crouched beside the lift to hide for a while and let loose a stream of nervous giggles that quickly escalated to loud uncontrollable snorts from Fas & me.

We were very quiet, we used our Library Voice to speak to each other but when MML cracked open Bah's bedroom door to take a peek, she saw that her eyes were already open. I'm suprise that Bah didn't hear us whispering furiously outside her door. But at last, we barged in all....AAAAHHH!!!.





Bah in baju butterfly. Muker seposen satu-satu. (Missing one GM though).



-taps watch smartly-
(Sorry Wadah, I gave you wrong info and the picture with you in it looks super horrible, cannot edit! Hehe.)


Saturday afternoon - 

A Cik Mus? came over to the house to fix the comp but it's still as horrible as ever. Damn you lah. KNN. CB. ICUCICU.

Saturday night - 

Went BOWLING with the cousins! And I swear (to god) that I think I'm getting better with each game. I will not lose second place next time (1st place obviously will always go to Adrian).

And then we stayed out playing this Werewolf-Villager-Seer game at Macs that lasted till 4am. Great game, even though the narrator abit (just a tad) drama with her "flies buzzing around the bodies" and "screaming in the house" (who else if not Aishah).




...to be continued... 


Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run

- Bob Dylan

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
9:40:00 PM

overdued pictures

I'm not going to bother to brighten any of the pictures so be prepared -looks at Yati-. And I think my new monitor is screwy because most the pics looks dark but I know it's not. Adjust the brightness and contrast on your monitor people and don't bug me.




First time at Bai's house, with all the kecoh makciks.



A spontan massage session by Wadah, outside Starbucks. She had Fas Yanar and me all wincing and ouching. Tapi sedaaap.



The cat that terrorizes us all when we go to Rao's. He's dangerously adorable.



After Mukhsin, Bah decides to give Fas a ride.



Second day of orientation, Samba performance.



Homecoming. A reenactment of a scene from 3 years ago.


Ps: My cousin gave birth sometime last week. Aiyoh, newborns are so slimy, wrinkly, mushy-head and icky. But uh, yeah congrats.
bowling for virginia

Another reason to shun Asians in the Western world. If you hadn't heard, some guy went around a university in the United States, shooting students. All the articles I've read described the shooter as "Asian". A recipe for disaster. I hate when they classify bad guys (bad guys?) according to race or religion but I guess, it's as unavoidable as mentioning their gender. How to identify them like that right.

But it generates hate and distrust because you're stereotyping people. Like, "Yah, orang Melayu selalu gitu. Matsalleh selalu putih. All Germans are Nazi." Like when the people (I hate using the word "terrorist". Filthy! -spits-) behind the attacks on the Twin Towers were identified as Muslims, look at the resulting chaos and backlash around the world.

People started viewing Muslims suspiciously and words like "extremist" and "radical Islam" and "moderate Muslims" started popping out. BULLSHIT lah. It's the same as "wardrobe malfunction". Stupid words, joined together by idiotic people who want to make it seem like they know what they're talking about but they're just as clueless as Alicia freaking Silverstone! AAARGHH ANGST ANGST!!!

Okay, the shooting. All I can think about is, that guy from the National Rifle Association (NRA), Charles Heston I think his name was, will come down to Virgina and say those famous 5 words again.

"From my cold dead hands!"
(As in, he refuses to let his bloody rifle go cos they're a bunch of gun-toting maniacs.)

It's crazy talk by a nation full of crazy people, with easy access to guns.
But very very kesian lah, for those who died. 33 people dead. 33!!! Imagine walking around TP and suddenly getting shot at. I would die from fright alone.


So begins another round of "Who's to blame?"


Ps: This reminds me of last night's fantastic episode of Desperate Housewives, where Lynette screams at the shooter hysterically,
"Who cares?! Who cares? We all have pain! Everyone in here has pain, but we deal with it! We swallow it and get going with our lives! What we don't do is go around shooting strangers!"
 

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
7:52:00 PM

Monday, April 16, 2007

bubble boy

You know about our little John, John & Johnny love affair? Add another J to that. Not another John, but a Jake. Close enough.



Jake Gyllenhaal.
(And I still can't pronounce his last name.) I keep accidentally watching his movies.

Ps: Oh I liked today's episode of Desperate Housewives. The only one safe and worth watching.
little miss sunshine

Yana.S lent me the LMS DVD and surprisingly, I rather enjoyed it. Maybe I didn't think much of it at first because of the title. It's weird lah. If the title, and the poster gives me bad vibes, then I would be very reluctant to watch it. But some of those good vibes posters turn out to be horribly horrible anyways, so why trust these vibes anyways.

But I have to say, I liked Dwayne the best. Most favourite scene in the movie? When he finally breaks his vow of silence. And I like that little girl, from Signs. She's so cute. Watch okay, WATCH. And Bowling for Columbine too.


Yati wants to watch Fracture and yeah, the poster caught my eye. Actually it was the sight of Ryan Gosling's nose. I knew it looked familiar! I hope it doesn't turn out to be something crappy or predictable cos...sometimes some movies are just crappy and predictable. This happens in life.


And sometimes I'm astounded by how bad, bad acting can really be. I mean, BAD bad acting. I didn't think it was possible because you know, you're on film. Showing in all cinemas. And you can't be bloody act? Why even call yourself an actor?! Oh, I was watching this "Graffiti" thing show on Suria (where the girl dates the 3 guys and they become friends and -shoots myself in the head-) and OMG. So...kaku. Even a wooden board isn't that stiff. And unnatural to the max, like Newater kind of unnatural. Oh and the girl was wearing a Forever21 thermal and okay bye.
8, no 2 simple rules

News update: Alan Smith is out from under Fergie's coat & scoring. 7 - 1 cows, MOOO!!

I want to watch Bowling for Columbine again, & I want the milahtants to watch it too and my sisters and my cousins and whoever else so...go watch it.

I want to clarify one thing before I go off and try to clean the house. There's a rumour floating around Friendster that I have a boyfriend. This is purely fictional people. Do not be fooled by the devious duo; fellow milahtant MamaMelon & airport personnel IzaDuaTiket. I slap you both baru tahu.


Actually, I've been thinking. My calon suami right, would need to meet, at the VERY VERY least, these 2 basic uh, requirements. Rules & regulations. Decorum. Characteristics? Okay whatever.


1) They must never ever go clubbing. I'm still not sure if I should make it like, after I know them already, they must never go clubbing or they never ever go clubbing in their entire life.

If I choose the 1st option, the probability is that they would still go clubbing, if it was a habit before I met them (or not), and then lie to me about it, which is a very undesirable trait in your other half. Or they would just dump me so YAY.

The 2nd option, if I was to apply to my requirement, would probably leave like MAYBE 20% of the Muslim men in Spore. And out of this 20%, only 9% would probably be single and available. And not very well-off maybe.

(And these figures are actually too optimistic but nevermind.)


2) They must never ever miss sembahyang Jumaat.

Again, I'm still not sure if I'm going to keep it strictly this way, or will there be wiggle room. Why sembahyang Jumaat, if they don't pray 5 times a day anyway? Well, I don't know. People tend to miss sembahyang Jumaat, like one here, another there but if you miss like 3 ke 4 in a row, dah terkeluar dari Islam tau. So BERRY IMPORTANT CAN.

Anyways, it's just random thinking. I haven't fine tuned it yet.


So if I was to have ONLY these 2 simple requirements, I would probably eliminate almost all the men/boys in Spore, right right right? The only ones left are probably married or I'm related to them. Just my luck too.

I wanted to throw in a "He must not smoke" rule there too but who am I kidding? Might as well marry myself like that! Actually, hey, throw this 3rd rule in. Like this ah, I will never have to get married! YAY!

-sembunyi bawah kain Mak- Mummy I love you I love you Mummy.


Aduhai cenderawasih pintamu keterlaluan
Kau inginkan hamba kalungkan bulan
Kau kepinginkan kerabu dari bintang berkerdipan
Kau dambakan rantai untaian buih lautan

- Cenderawasih

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
12:10:00 PM

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

My computer is very spoilt and school is starting in less than 2 weeks and I might panic might panic might panic and SCREAM for help. HELP. Oh, let's meet up before school starts. Sometime this week. And dont bother looking for me on MSN anymore cos I will never be online. DAMN YOU BODOH NYER SIAL ARGH!!!!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
12:53:00 PM

Sunday, April 08, 2007

family affair

We went to Bai's house yesterday!  Huak huak huak. Bai's house. -rolls word around my tongue- I'm trying to get a feel of it. It tastes odd. But hello hello guess what we saw in his house?!

THE HOME THEATRE SYSTEM (that Aishah bought him but hey, the rest of us sisters were there to help)!!!! Exciting sungguh and he has an ikan lohan (of all things) and two terrapins!! GAH. And a fake pet dog. Oh he's going to get cable from next Wednesday onwards. Cows, can you believe it? It's like, OUR DREAM. Cable! Like ZOMG. (exclaimation mark)

The downside of Bai not being around anymore is probably watching EPL highlights. Noone to shout back and forth with. Noone for me to suggest going to kopitiam to watch soccer. Noone for me to update scores for. Noone to cackle at goalkeeping blunders with and to whoop at brilliant goals. Oh no I think I'm going to cry! Not. Hehehe cos we get his rooom we get his rooom and I always can sms Yati for soccer.


Which reminds me, Yati & I are in great pain now cos the unimaginable has happened. I told you, SELL FERDINAND. Cows, I knew I disliked that motherbugger of all buggers for a reason. -holds bleeding heart in hand-

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
3:37:00 PM

Friday, April 06, 2007

cos I had a bad (hair)day

You know you need a haircut when some guy comes up to you and offers you a free one. From Toni & Guy. Boohoo.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
10:39:00 PM

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Ne me quitte pas

  

I don't know which of the three I like most. Maybe I like the one I'm currently watching. But Mukhsin was like all the Malay boys I knew, know and might have known, plus much more. Which makes him a character in a movie and very not real. -looks heartbroken and cheated- "Eh! Boys tak boleh peluk girls tau!"

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
1:54:00 AM

Love, taught me to lie

We watched Mukhsin then ran to Rao's to watch Gubra. Again. And really, some species of men should just be wiped off this planet. Drive them to extinction. Kill kill kill! Castrate. Which leads to my theory, which has been brewing in my head for weeks and weeks now.


People always cheat. Be it exams, money or feelings. Most of all, they cheat on each other. Like an unfaithful husband. Why do you say unfaithful? He might have been really faithful to you in his heart even while he was cheating on you. Does that count? Does that even make sense. Is that even possible? Because it's what in our hearts that matter right?

NO! My friends, you have been fooled! Hoodwinked! -does a Bahriah- MISINFORMED.


It doesn't matter how much he loves you. Because it might be true, he might be truly and be desperately in love with you and you guys might be happily married but that does NOT mean that he will NEVER cheat on you. Because cheating on your spouse isn't above love at all. I think, it's about loyalty. And morals. You know, amanah.

You might say, (like Gareth Gates did) "O! It was just a stupid mistake." Which of course, might be the most stupidest thing to say , adding to your list of stupid mistakes stupid moron. But I think, (which is why this is only a theory) that if your morals are strong enough, you would be strong enough to resist temptation. Or whatever other crap okay.


Something my sister, Aishah, said about men.
They stray when they are attached. They stray when they are married. They stray when they have kids. They stray.


Actually you can take this whole chunk of stuff I just said and apply it to women too. Cos being vindictive and mean and petty and stupid is just human nature. We did not step on the moon when we said we did, and that's just being American actually. Ah, I digress. But I do think that women should just marry women cos, The Men Just Don't Get It. -flashes my sleek black credit card-

(Eh I take that last comment back, cos it's HARAM. And legally not possible except in again, the country that lied about being on the moon. Boo.)


But trust is the sound of the grave-dog's bark.
Trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark.
Trust is the sound of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the sound of death.

- Wheel of Time

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
12:55:00 AM

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

gangsta paradise

-whistles innocently- Hey, did anyone notice the slip that I made when I said that Freedom Writers reminded me of "Gangsta Paradise" and "Boston Public"? Because if you try to look up Gangsta Paradise, it's not a movie at all. It's a song. From the show "Dangerous Minds" with Michelle Cant-Spell-Her-Last-Name. The show that I intended to refer to. Hehe. No, tak prasan? Okay good. -looks up at sky speculatively-

Ps: Milahtants discussing which cartoon movies is the best and the price of DVDs now cos we cannot angkat how sometimes, the urge to run GM members over and over with a truck gets too strong. Peace out.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
11:03:00 PM

Sunday, April 01, 2007

do dee man u

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