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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
listen carefully, I will say this only once!

You know when you see multiple blog entries from me, it means I'm desperately procrastinating.
COWS, I want kuih also. I see a guy eating one of my favourite kuih in front of me. You know, that kuih that has green on the top and um, pulut I think on the bottom? Yummay.

And will I have many husbands if I keep moving my laptop from one place to another? Haha I changed places like 3 times already. Oh for those who won't get the connection (*coughs*abangmayz*coughs*), bak kata pepatah orang-orang tua (like what old people say), if you keep changing places while you are eating (and by eating I think they mean, like a meal, not snacks), you will end up with alot of husbands. HAAAH. The horror right, considering that I like to hold my plate of rice and eat and walk from my living room to my kitchen to my computer to my front door...

I'm not really hungry but I want waffles but I can't leave my laptop alone. Imagine if someone stole it! Eh I came here to blog about something else but I ended up talking about something else. Oh well. WHY am I listening to Big Bang songs now? I feel so distracted but somehow malas nak bukak YoutTube (which I usually do when I'm at home).

I miss my (computer) mouse.

Mr Brown: What's the feminine for horse?
Student: Oh, sore throat!
Mr Brown: No, not hoarse, but horse!
Student: Oh, female horse!
Student 2: Mare!
Mr Brown: That's right! A mare is a female horse!
Ali: It is most certainly not! The mare of London is most definitely a male!
Mr Brown: That's a different "mare", that is M-A-Y-O-R.
Ali: Oh jolly good!

HAHA I can't believe I can type out a scene from "Mind Your Language"! I love that show. And Tina and me LOVE watching "Allo Allo"; even though when I first saw it, I was thought it was a stupid show but it's totally not!

Okay tata.

Edit: OH I just remembered my dream from two nights ago. I dreamt I murdered someone and hid the body under the sink. I think the person, the man actually, came into the toilet and when he walked in, I crept up behind him and either stabbed him or knocked him over the head. Well, he died and I was trying to get of the corpse but it was heavy and I didn't know how I was going to slip out with a dead body unnoticed cos I think the toilet I was in was in the middle of a shopping mall.

Anyhoo, somebody came into the toilet so I had to quickly kick the body under the sink. I know, not very effective right? I remember feeling very panicked and scared and thinking to myself, "Damnit, I shouldn't have killed him, that was totally unnecessary!"

AND, I had an accomplice but I can't recall who....

Trust me, I have no desire to kill anyone.......in such a shabby fashion. I've got style okay!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
3:44:00 PM

Wah this is the first time that I'm actually semangat enough to lug my laptop all the way to Clementi, on my no-school day just so I can try to churn out my 2000-word essay by today. I CAN do this I can! I already wrote 50 words! I reached school like half an hour ago when I planned to reach here like 10.30am?

Now is 1.40pm bytheway. Ah it's so nice to use the laptop in the library and act like I'm busy (WHICH I AM, I SWEAR *looks at the scattered papers around me*) and it's true, you feel 5X more motivated to do your work! Though I'm sitting on a rather uncomfortable bench and I tried to grab a more comfortable chair but I made so much noise cos I was banging into the walls and such.

Okay stoppet sey, how can I start blogging when I'm only at 50words? GAH and I haven't practiced for my Chinese oral yet! Hell, I haven't even translated what I want to say!

I'm influenced to start blogging cos the guy on my right is grinning stupidly at his laptop so I'm SURE HE's not doing work and the girl on my left is...blogging. Hahah I can see the blog page. LOL. Wahcows she's been blogging from just now loh, and from her face, you would think she's doing some terribly hard essay. DON'T BEDEK OKAY. I can see your screen!

Toodles, I'm off then! I can't wait for holidays, HOLIDAYS! HOOLLIIDAAYYSS.

okay bye.

Ps: Tina's/My lappie is kindda weird. Why do I always end up writing in the middle of my words? It's not like I pressed anything or moved the mouse thing. ARGH stoppet eh you!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
1:40:00 PM

Sunday, March 29, 2009

you'll never walk, fullstop

I dont know if I have ever posted this video before, but anyhow, even though I should be anti-them, this clip still gives me goosebumps! And again makes me wonder how it would be like to go to a game at Anfield; I've heard it can make some fans waver and almost convert! Hahah!

1st stop though - Old Trafford.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
3:34:00 PM

Saturday, March 28, 2009

I WAS planning to switch off my lights at 8pm but then, just now, a wire tripped in my house and BOOM, instant darkness. Even my computer went down!! *screams in horror as my downloads are cut off*

Tina came out and went, "Eh it's Earth Hour already?"

Hahah you idiot! Like they would FORCE it upon us! Abak immediately blamed Tina's/my lappie and I was planning to keep quiet about how the switch flipped RIGHT after I turned on my bedroom lights with my um, wet hand but my dad was being so irrational about the laptop that I finally yell,

"It was me! It was me!" and got ignored for a few seconds until finally he's like, Oh. This reminds me of that time when I was also trying to confess my guilt to my sisters (I forgot about what) but they continued accusing each other in the midst of my IT WAS ME. I did it!!

Terus kena lecture about how I could have gotten electrocuted but I dived under the bed under the pretext of searching for Sleeper my cat. Padahal she was just lying there looking at me innocently.

Earth Hour people! I don't think it's happening at my house cos um, my parents are watching Gone in 60 Seconds. Bleargh.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
7:59:00 PM

Friday, March 27, 2009

ARGH, why am I watching fanvideos of Coldplay's concert in Singapore?! I hate when people call in about Coldplay because I know it means me getting super irritated.

Anyhoo, their concert looked awesome possum. It was all YELLOW. I wish I went!! Viva La Vida, LIVE. Wowness. Anyways it was either Coldplay or Mraz and Mraz is much cheaper and I like him more sooo, next time Chris, okay? I will definately go see you next time. And I hope by then I'll have enough money and connections to sit in the FIRST row (that exists) right in front of the stage. Okay bye!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
9:30:00 PM

keserakan yang cantik

I was just thinking to myself, WHY oh WHY do my sisters like to wear my clothes? And usually I let them but it's starting to annoy me because it's not like I can wear THEIR clothes, which is severely lacking in several places. And it's just not my thing (Yes I'm looking at YOU Tina with your metal band shirts! *throws a Shinhwa shirt at your head*)

And then I realize, OH, because their clothes are definately Abak-disapproved, mine would be decent enough? EH STOPPET SEY. I too, get into trouble with the Father on my choice of clothing okay. Abis tu, after borrowing my clothes, they look down on my clothes somemore!

"Yes Adah, I need to borrow your clothes. Why? Oh I feel like dressing down today. And yeah if you want me to keluar wearing sembarang je, lend me your that shirt lah!"

Or, when I asked, WHY you want to dress nicely sey, she replies, "INI nicely ke? Tak lah aku just pakai anyhow!"

WOW GEE thanks. I'm glad to know you turn to me when you need clothes to make you look homeless (and PANDANG RENDAH on my "nice" clothes. Wow I'm not even sure they're nice anymore. F21 OKAY, you think I got money meh to joli-joli like that all the time!). Now I know how KIM C feels. I'm pretty sure Kim C DOES have a style and he DOES bathe regularly but TSK, nobody just appreciates his look. Well, I do now Kimmy boy/ahjusshi, I think you're hot!

Enough ranting. I know I shouldn't speak ill of my family publicly but WARGHSHHHFIT korang. Memang irritating sungguh! So irritating that when I HAD to say bye to her, I went like, "BYEirritating...."

Yesterday my brother and sister-in-law, cousins and aunt came over, just to see off that sea-monkey from Dubai aka SITI PAYUNG. I skipped lecture halfway cos um, they gave us a 5 min break and I suddenly found myself packing and BOOM, I was on the bus on the way home already? Hahah actually it was because I wanted to spend time with my sister before she left (AWWW I'm so sweet......-_-"). And this was before she dropped a cup of peach tea all over my notes. CURSE YOU AQUASCUM.

It was nice though (no, not the peach tea part), having family over and listening to my sister-in-law tell us how she met Bai. Cos um, we didn't know AT ALL. It's not like we were so close to Bai that he would sit us down and tell us about his girlfriends. EW, I do NOT want to know. So Tina & me had goosebumps when Bu Kina told us that Bai was hot commodity back in the day, everybody wanted him. HAHAH BLUEK. To think that the first word Mak said when she saw him was, "Iring."

I dont know if I spelt that right. It's pronounced, EE-RENG. Like hangus you know?

And then we had a horrifying arguement about whether this guy on AI was blind or not. Come on, I dont even WATCH AI but I just happened to watch during Adam's part so I like Adam and I don't know anyone else, aside from Kris (cos Yati keeps sending me smses gushing over him. STOPPET YATI. He's married!) so when Aishah tells us to stop calling this one guy psychotic cos he's blind, of course we wouldn't believe her right! Cos my sister is a fantastic liar. But Bubu quickly jumped on the bandwagon with her, "Ohhh yeah LOOK. He's looking around aimlessly!" while he was singing. Padahal to me, he was just looking out at the crowd.

But yeah I think he's blind so YOU GO GUY.

And I kept talking about Paul Anka and Zaid was nodding along and when I said Paul Anka looked different, Zaid said, "Well, he's old now you know." And nobody corrected me until near the end of the show, when I heard somebody call the guy, "Smokey". HAHAH. The guy wasn't Paul "My Way" Anka AT ALL. It was Smokey Robinson!! Whoever that is. Somebody from the MoTown thingy thing lah. Oh booey.

OHH a horror story for my sister Aishah, who I'm sure have NOT heard this story yet, since it just happened last night.

So my sisters told me that Iza kerje malam but I chose to sleep in the room by myself anyways, instead with Tina and Wak Sin so I was preparing to go to sleep at around 2am plus when I heard like my front gate rattle, like someone was trying to open the gate. I paused to listen and then I went like, "AAhhh MUST be my imagination."

Then suddenly I heard someone try to open the door but then the sound stopped suddenly and I got a bit scared but I was still sure it was just my imagination or maybe the sound came from somewhere else. So I went to Tina's room and scared her by tapping her gently and asked her to follow me to the front door and wait for me while I looked through the peephole.

I baca bismillah and then I peered into the peephole hesistantly (like I looked from afar instead of really pressing my face against the door) and I WASNT EXPECTING ANYTHING AT ALL so I was okokokok and when I looked, instead of an empty corridor, I SAW SOMETHIN THERE LIKE RIGHT UNDER MY PEEPHOLE.

I didn't say anything.

I jumped back, did a 180 and RAN into Tina's room and I'm sure Tina must have had a shock of her life cos my reaction was so immediate but I didnt even make a single sound! And she kept asking me, "Kenaper? Kenaper? What did you see??" but I was trying to make sense of it like, TAK MUNGKIN I saw something!

I didn't see clearly cos I only glanced for like a second but there was something there for SURE!!!

THEN, Tina said, "It might be Buija."

And I said, it can't be Iza. Since she's working night shift. Turns out, they all LIED to me (cos apparently I'm not trustworthy - youre damn right I'm not you assholes- so they didn't tell me) and it WAS Iza, who was trying to get into the house but the door was locked. Okay it wasn't really a lie, they just didn't tell me about the plan....

I swear, my whole body was shaking lah even while I was telling the story to Iza, who found it hilarious. My lutut menggeletar okay, I feel like I can break into that BSB dance at any time sey. Wah I couldn't stop trembling for a while lah, that kind of adrenalin rush is really! FOOH. Fight or flight yo!

Okay dah tu je. Time to do essays and projects!

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
6:28:00 PM

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Guest Appearance by R.Khan

Gentleladies and manwhores alike, today's blog is penned by guest writer, the fabulous Madam R.Khan, sister to Madah, wonderful individual and all round Queen of the Universe. Should you be offended, or distaste lingers at the tip of your tongue, kindly keep your filthy thoughts to the oh-so-handy tagboard.
Ahhh, where shall I begin? Surely woe has befallen our dear Madah for her to allow such travesity on her blog, u gasp? Worry not fellow friends, she is absolutely fine, albeit more apathetic than she cares to let on.
I have been handed free usage of the written word. Hmmm. I'm at a loss. I remember all over again why I could never keep a blog or or write long thesises(how do u spell a plural thesis anyway, doesnt this thing have a spellcheck??) I just like to read and appreciate the written word.
I digress.
Let's see, i'm heading back to Dubai tmr nite. I will miss my sisters dearly. I am particularly excited for our new arrival in July/August. I think Ninja Warrior is absolutely hilarious. Here's a shout out to Abang Mayz in Dubai : Bibu!!!! I'm coming home soon!!!!
Bloody Mada gave me the dirtiest, smug-est smirk at my moan of suffering writer's block. Don't make me hide Heroes 3 darling.

Here's top 10 of my wishlist:

10. A cleaner that comes in twice weekly that impresses me so, that I eat Nestum of the floor of my kitchen.

9. A NAK-tural peppered 5-day holiday to Disneyland in Hong Kong followed by 4 days shopping spree in Bangkok with the Adi Move Boys Movement, Abang Mayz n Mother dearest.

8. A bum so perky, i can set one of the trays i give out for a living, on it with room for a colourful cocktail i can hardly pronounce with one of those lovely little umbrellas.

7. World peace. Proximity renders guilt and disgust with oneself. Live in the Middle East. Fly for a living. Constant vigilance is no longer limited to Mad Eye Moody.

6. Good health for family and friends. We take them for granted, whether we realise it or not.

5. Abang Mayz to get a (dis)/taste of Singapore life.

4. Get a driving license. You know what they say, 8th time lucky.

3. For Orientals (no offense anyone, please leave your fiery, albeit misdirected comebacks at the door, i dun give a rat's ass, really) to PLEASE practise hygiene. Seriously, flaunting your sweat-soaked, impressively lengthy armpit crowns of glory is neither alluring nor sexy. In fact, it is rather stomach churning and downright pubic-hair-goosebumps cringing.

2. A never ending roll of $100 notes. (Tsk-tsk your tongue off for all I care. Be sure that I'm NOT sharing it with you if you do.)

1. A really REALLY great hairdresser in Singapore. Andrew from T&G was scratched from my list, cigarettes ago, so don't bother.

That's all for now folks. Oh and yes, Madah rocks for eternity.

Much Love,
R.Khan

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
10:45:00 PM

Sunday, March 22, 2009

selimut hari jadi

Hey listen Shawty shawty shawty,

Aishah's back!

HAHAHAH. Sorry sorry sorry sorry, this Korean song is stuck in my head.

Yet, in other news,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SITI (K)RAODAH AND NIKMAN!!!!!

Great partay with super cool partay people and a super-filling nasi lemak lunch the next day. I'm satisfied. =)

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
2:43:00 PM

Thursday, March 19, 2009

I just feel like I should do an entry and talk about my weird dream, which unfortunately (or NOT) is Korean-related so don't read if this is gonna bore you to death and you will probably not understand a word of this. But for my Korean/BOF-crazy friends, here's a little something that I REFUSE to put at my LJ cos the world needs to know!

(Haha yeah right.)

I just think that even though I really wanted a Korean HYD, they're making it too Korean now with all the draggy-ness and the whole "I-stare-off-into-space-thinking-about-God-knows-what-while-some-music-is-being-promoted-in-the-background". I can't help it, I end up doing what I always do with my Korean shows (with ALL shows actually except my English shows) and start to fast-forward. I'm on a tight schedule can!

And I'm annoyed that the two main leads hardly get anytime with each other and that my lovely Jaekyung is getting alot of hate but hey, don't blame her! Blame that weed, who's really better off with Jihoo, he makes her look younger. He does have this effect on all his noonas, doesn't he? *thinks if Hwang Bo*

So, I ended up dreaming about BOF last night. I dreamt that I was watching the next episode and then it was already FIVE YEARS LATER (yeah cos it's dragging this whole thing out, it FEELS like 5 years) and Jaekyung had already given up on Joon Pyo and she was already married with 2 kids (who looked like they were around 6 or 7 years old meaning GASPS, she had an affair?) but she still looked the same except for one injured leg. Like she will forever have that one bad leg; I don't know why, ask the scriptwriter of my dream.

Then she was crying cos she still missed Joon Pyo and so her husband came to comfort her and GUESS WHO HER HUSBAND WAS?

It was Jandi's dad. HAHAHAH. I was so shocked I think I woke up from that and was like, "WHOA she's married to Jandi's dad! How can the PDs do this to her!"

So yes, I'm glad that's not real. It wouldn't happen anyways. Crazy Netizens (*coughsaisyahcoughs*) will attack the PDs in a nanosecond.
And AYO, technology is really scary these days. Like a mere HALF AN HOUR after Lee Min Ho fell on the red carpet, the video of it was already up all over YouTube. Don't say half an hour ah, I think it was more like a mere 10 mins later. Crazy.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
11:12:00 PM

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Looking at Aishah's tag, reminded me of when I helped Tina apply for secondary school and all that nonsense. And now, four years later, I have to yet again help her enrol in her new school and AGAIN, I was left feeling completely harassed and disheveled.

No taxi this time, because the economy is so bad that I think twice about buying an 80cents Hello Panda snack. Really, it's bad and I hate it when people are not aware of this or just don't care. Or are trying to pull a Paris Hilton by "shopping to help the economy". Yeah, thanks. Good on you. Jolly well.

Anyways, things went alot smoother BUT, people keep mistaking me for a freshie. STOPPET SEY. Sampai I just nod and accept their brochures anyways and don't bother shaking my head and going "No no it's not me!" because they don't listen anyways. And some guy (who I had noticed earlier cos I wanted to warn Tina not to make friends with too-flamboyant guys) just stopped by Tina and me and asked if we were Arts students. And our muka so blur macam sotong. Eh, I AM an Arts student! Just not artsy-fartsy.

I tried to malukan Tina by trying to fuss over her and acting like Malcolm's Mom from Army Daze.

"You okay or not girl?? Are you nervous?? Can you make friends? Do you want me to help you look for friends?"

HAHA. Yes, I'm still kental like that but I still got the friendliness touch! Why, just by queuing to pay for Tina's enrolment, I made two friends - the makcik in front of me and the aunty behind me.

But serious, RP is kindda inefficient can? I was queuing for a good 2 hours plus! Which made me late for work so I had to abandon Tina halfway and her selenge bacin nyer muka made me wanted to scream across the hall. And the reception is so bad there so it's hard to call and send messages so I was really considering just yelling. It's not my school anyways, I have no reason to be embarassed. And I don't know why there isn't any medical examination.

Wasn't that the fun part of enrolment, right Rao? The whole peeing in a cup together, side by side or rather cubicle by cubicle and telling each other how you don't have enough pee, can really make good friends become even closer. Such great bonding experience. And running from one room to another in just your bathrobe, cos you need to get xrayed and getting a shock cos while running, you notice there are a few guys from your school in the waiting room. Then comparing whose lungs look better in an X-ray. Sigh, such good memories.

Ah I gotta study! Okay bye.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
7:57:00 PM

I hate stupid people who treat me like I'm the one who's stupid. It's one of the most awful things, to have complete clowns and idiots talk condescendingly to you, talk down to you and think they're so superior. It's worse when you can't even defend yourself because the "customer is always right".

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a lie the GAHMEN has taught us. I cannot believe I bought into that bullshit back in school. Hospitality and tourism management? I rather take sheep management cos that is what people are. Just mindless sheeps and if a sheep strays, just send them to the slaughter house. Wah, I really wasn't kidding when I told Tina I felt tertekan okay, just that in that one second, I really felt the physical pressure of my emotional state. In that one second, I really feel like I could understand people who did a -omg-i-cant-believe-she-did-that kind of stuff.

But NO this entry will NOT be evidence of how I lost it and had to be sent away. People will not look back here and say, "There were the signs." I will not hang myself from the railings at my staircase. What a horrible way to die. Besides, I don't want to die. I just don't want any pressure. I like life free and easy, you know?

Anyways, my point is, I hate stupid "bodoh sombong kepale hotak tak pakai abih ada hati nak pekik2" people and if a war should be started to exterminate them, I will not object. The end.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
7:47:00 PM

Friday, March 06, 2009

I think I'm kind of upset. Because I was excited to do this assignment cos I thought it would be fun and easy and I had time to do it too. But now the more I look at it, the more it looks like flimsy crap that I threw together during lunch hour.

And Tina and me just got a big shock just now, when we both heard someone hum really clearly. At first I was relaxed cos I thought it was Tina, cos she was just at the fridge, until she said,

"SIAL. Oy, kau terperanjatkan aku sak!"

And my head snapped around to look at her and I was like, "HUH? Aper kau merepek! It was you what!"

Tina: "Hah please eh. Kau hum eh?"

And she didn't believe me until I told her in panic to turn on the TV. By that time, my heart was pounding so fast I wanted to run away. IT HAD REALLY BETTER NOT BE YOU TINA. Cos I heard it very clearly and it sure as hell wasn't me. And I understand why Tina might accuse me of it, cos I like to sing softly or hum and then scare my sisters by denying it was me.

HAISH. What the hell. What's up with our house suddenly nie!

-goes back to mourning my 15% essay-

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
2:37:00 AM

Mr.a-z on living high

Yeah I screamed for the geek in the pink. Or white. With the trademark fedora hat. After totally going bananas over him and then being caught in the heavy downpour, I now have to work on my essay. I kind of gave up already but I'm doing footnoting now which is taking forever. But you know what?

Through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds, out of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
1:25:00 AM

Monday, March 02, 2009

I am Self-Poisoning

Yet another essay that I've put off till the last minute. I think I can cry sey. It's only 1000 words but it's so hard! European politics is so hard, you have no idea. Their ideologies are so whacked and mixed and I know politics is just words made up by people, but it sucks when you actually gotta categorize them and find evidence. When you have no evidence. And my friend is already editting her essay for the 3rd time. I am killing myself this semester, just KILLING myself.

I feel slightly feverish and my whole body aches and I'm super sleepy so I leaned back on my chair and happened to glance at the wall on my left. Earlier, my dad had annoyed me but buzzing around me and trying to paste some new piece of paper he got from Ustaz Ali and he was telling me that it was a good doa and I should read it but I was feeling too grumpy to pay attention.

This is the doa in Malay:

"Ya Allah tiada kemudahan kecuali apa yang Engkau jadikan mudah. Sedangkan yang susah boleh Engkau jadikan mudah apabila Engkau menghendakinya."

For people like Tina,who is such a dodo bird, I'll translate what it roughly means. It's saying that nothing's easy unless God makes it easy and even things that are difficult (to do) can be made easy if He wishes it.

And that cheered me up alot. Thank you!!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
11:35:00 PM

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