Selective Memory to a whole new level.

Goodbye sayanggs.

2007-11-08T10:47:00.000+08:00

I love happy endings, though I actually hated fairytales
because of its cliched endings. But, oh well, we finally
managed to settle this problem peacefully, without us getting
into huge arguments. O levels have ended guys!
And I, LOATHE job-hunting season! I had hoped to get
that job (retail, ok? End of story.) because I am desperate.
Really, desperate for a job. (Yang halal sahaja, ok? haha.)

Matt asked me, "Are you interested to go for Social Escort?"
Gobsmacked, I shook my head vigorously. "Are you
crazy? They normally sell their bodies too!" I exclaimed.
He sneered, "But the pay is just.. WOW. You could get
$500 for one day/night."

I stared, in disbelief, "That much? Just for you know.. Desperate
much?" He nodded and laughed. He even elaborated on a book
his pal read about (on social escorts), "Some are paid to do
unbelievable stuffs. Like.. squat down and shit, to let the guy
eat it. The guy requested it. Some even paid to kill."
I gulped down, and giggled, "Whatthe? Sadist? Hahaha. Oh gosh.
Come, let's talk about stuffs OTHER than social escorts."

I forgot to exclaim.. O LEVELS ARE DONE BABY!
And I, unofficially graduated from school but considered
as, is extremely jubilant about it. (Though the waiting
time for the results are rather stressful!) And my D&T
paper was HARD. I nearly cried, because it happens to be
my most FAVOURITE SUBJECT (after malay), and if I
did not get an A1, I would just cry. Like seriously breakdown.
Because I depend on that subject most. The faculty, I am
deciding on needs this. Please. Please. Please. Please.

I have yet to dye my hair burgundy/purple. Still waiting for
the right time. Oh, dear taggers/bloggers, please be reminded
that this is going to be my LAST ENTRY. Thanks for staying
tuned. I love you all. (:

Listen here.

2007-11-04T09:44:00.001+08:00

Listen here honey. (from 3e2) I know you are offended with
my entry regarding make-ups. And I, wrote that to point
it out to my classmate. But, I wrote that in general instead.
Insulted yes I know, and I am terribly sorry. Sometimes,
you have to handle criticisms well, you see. You do not have
to bang hard on my tagboard and spammed it. However,
all your complaints are appreciated. In the near future,
I shall not write anything that are subjected to hurt
people's feelings. Are you fine with that? There is no need
for us to make this major okay. Are you cool already?
Please tag me once you read this. Thank you.

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Oh really, schmuck.

2007-10-31T18:41:00.000+08:00

We all had to go for classes DURING the ambience of
the O LE-LE-LE-LEVELS. I, who initially hated myself
on how I performed for my Chemistry and Geography
has finally caught hold of her true self. She mugged hard
during the wee hours, preparing last minute for my
next paper. English paper was manageable I shall say.
I really loved my paper one eventhough I knew my
mistakes were piled up. I got the wrong format?
Maybe? Harith did the exact format because of the
same reason. Okay, quit worrying. I liked my essay
too. Last minute memorising of phrases was eventually
useful. I picked, 'HEROES' the most cliched of all.

On the contrary, mathematics paper one was
pretty hard. Though the cambridge, (being really
smart) gave questions that requires a LOT (accentuate it)
of thinking. I went through the grieving process for the
rest of the day until.. I realised that I was being a
a complete simpleton. I managed to study and
guessed what? I think Maths paper two went well.
Pretty well, to be exact. Although I still got some
slip-ups. I believe, the Cambridge would be
extra lenient in giving me working marks. Because,
why? Because, I deserved it. I studied.

I have high hopes for malay seriously. Though I
sometimes know being too overconfident is
worthless. However, I really loved my essay.
Strictly, my essay only. Because I wrote
what I had intended to, and reckoned that
I shall get my usual 40/50 for my essay.
Please? I need that A for malay. (:

Four more papers are waiting to be scribbled.
I shall start on my physics revision tomorrow.
Or, maybe today depending on my studious
mood.

"I enjoyed the days we spent almost together. You two have
made me forget all my sorrows and desires."

A dedication to my best (top-listed) buddies who
have made an appearance in my featured friends
list. They are : AKIF and HARITH.
And I thanked you both for being there for me.
We sure do have loads of fun at city hall and IMM yesterday
right? (:

"If only the both of you loved gigs."

PARTY-(KILLER)

2007-10-25T23:29:00.000+08:00

The greatest thing was, we got in to Ministry of Sound and watch The Click Five performed live! And guessed what? One of their song entitled: Empty, was lovely! They took their music video with US there, screaming hell loose! They actually recorded their music video in MOS! Okay-okay, maybe to those big ones out there do not regard this as a big deal or anything, right? Sorry, I am just psyched! Imagine me, the O level aura, going for clubbing, and enjoying the bustling life! It was a relief that I am not sitting for any paper tomorrow, so I have the right to party after sitting for two unfavourable papers.

(Sorry videos could not be uploaded here. I can show you LIVE though.)

Condense into one.

2007-10-22T10:30:00.000+08:00

So I performed yesterday for Perjumpaan Hari Raya.

"HOW COME ORANG TAK PERASAN YANG KU NYANYI OFF-KEY
AT THE START?"

I laughed most of the time on-stage.

"AKU NERVOUS SIOT. THIS IS MY FIRST SOLO START."

But the feeling was great though.

"ILYANA SINGS NICE!"

And that, is not a comment from me either.

"VIDEOS WILL BE UPLOADED SOON."

Because, I am waiting to retrieve all those videos
from my daughter-Nassie.

"CAN THE THREE/FOUR OF YOU PERFORM AGAIN FOR
THE PERJUMPAAN HARI RAYA ON THE 8TH OF NOV
(SECARA BESAR-BESARAN)?"

I blinked in disbelief. Perform again? I hate the crowds.

"ORANG PEREMPUAN BOLEH NYANYI KE? SUARA ITU AURAT KAN."

My uztaz remarked when we visited (raya) his house.

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Very brief, I know.

But I loved yesterday. We bonded again. The madrasah kids.
Even the ones who dropped madrasah, contacted us and we
jalan raya together. It was splendid. Can we have an outing
some other time guys? Perhaps after the O's? We can go
karaoke or something. Or you know, chill.

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A quick change party-goers.
The gig on the 27 of oct is postponed to the 3rd of Nov.
I will keep you posted. Thanks Naz, for informing. (:
Anybody interested? Please tag.

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Oh. Last friday, we had a date. Me and Akif. (LOL) We went to JP
and window-shopped! We were really noisy. I don't know how am I
going to survive without them next year. I knew Harith for like,
11 years already, and I knew Akif for 5 years. And still counting.
Guys, you rock my world.

----------------------------------------------------------------

They called me minah again! Just because of my new spectacles!
But hey, no biggie. I still treasure them, eventhough they DO
get on my nerves at times like this! xP

----------------------------------------------------------------

I am getting lazier day by day. Can you be my remedy? Motivate me
into studying hard for my O's. I am losing my focus now. H-E-L-P.

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Okay. End of complaining.

Expressing.

2007-10-20T10:22:00.000+08:00

Let me get a hold of this. People have been asking me
how my preparations like, and I only managed a
thumbs up sign. (not forgetting the smile.) The
truth is unimaginable, because I have nothing to
prepare even though for countless times I have been
reminding myself to stay focus. (Get ya' head in the game.)

"Anybody with super brainwashing powers can you please
make my thoughts calm?"

This sunday, I will be performing a song with my godbrother.
He will be strumming the guitar and sing along, while me
multi-task as well, with the vocal range and holding the
microphone. (*ha ha*) It is our own Madrasah's Perjumpaan
Hari Raya performance. So, imagine the crowds will ya'?

"Just hoping my singing momentum goes well so people
wouldn't label me as a broken record."

It is really tempting right? The computers I meant.
I believe in professionalism, but somehow I could not
get that drilled into my head. Majority, can switch
off their technology and concentrate on studying.
Me? I need both to ace. Okay maybe, I pampered
myself too much.

(Take note: After the o levels, I will be
opening up new accounts! For my hotmail, friendster,
and blogger. Stay tuned!)

First Paper.

2007-10-18T23:03:00.000+08:00

Sabre-toothed (a friend of mine) signed off his MSN PM as
'Dear Diary, Practical exam bunsen burner cork up.. wasted
5 minutes.. sigh. Done by : me.' Yet, I do not see that
5 minutes as wasted, compared to mine. I was certain, O level
Practical Exam is qualified to be a failure, mainly physics,
because the (oh-nincompoop me) realised the questions last minute.
She behaved so kiasu she even forgot her stuffs well.
She forgot how to read the instructions CAREFULLY. The basics!
How could she forgot her basics? (Dummy-dummy-me.)

For the last minute, nothing was spared. I sat humbly, feeling
rather disheveled and guilty. I sworn you I could have breakdown
at that moment, breaking into tears or maybe, reverse back time.

But two of my cousins consoled me (indirectly) by encouraging me
with wishes to do my best. I am now back to the strong-willed
Ilyana, and I promise myself this : 'No sweat. There's still the
written paper which I am HUNGER for.' You sometimes have to lie,
to get your way through, you see.

After much grieving, I declared (on our way home), "Who's
joining me for a party after this? To celebrate our first
paper! Ha ha." Everybody went puzzled and thought I was
silly. Even the private candidates gave me 'that look'.

And so, I did not enjoy any marvelous occasion, but at least
I enjoyed karaoke-ing with my parents! We turned our volume
to high gear, and sang like there is no judgement day.
Hilarious antics done by my parents too. It had managed to
drain away my fears of the practical mis-steaks.

I hope my spectacles are done by tomorrow. I need them urgently.

(Sorry. I just could not help it. I need to share my distress to
the world. So I blogged.)

GOGOGO ILYANA!
YOU CAN DO IT!
DO THIS FOR YOURSELF, AND YOUR PARENTS.
AND...

How am I supposed to concentrate when all I think about is, him?

Help, much?

(pleaseplease make this my supersuper lastlast entry!)

Out of the blue.

2007-10-16T23:39:00.000+08:00

Upon request from my friend, GL, I absent-mindedly logged into
my blogger account and update an entry. (Please, you owe me.)
I know, I missed blogging. No one can deny that.

Anyway, Hari Raya was brilliant. I think it is senseless for me to
elaborate it here since it would turn our draggy and boring. So,
I would not risk it. Just a gentle reminder: I have yet to do
preparations for my O levels! You people can hate me for that,
since I have been making empty promises to actually study hard
and get my dream faculty. Somehow, I was distracted by events
such as the money collecting season. I used to
worry about my spectacles since I had broken one, and I would go
blind without it. Now, fretting momentum have to be transferred
to exams instead. My english teacher massaged my fatty arms
and pointed, "What happened to you this year?" She was all mortified
of my english marks, when I actually believed I had improved my
english marks this year. I could not be bothered
to list down the facts, so I just shrugged and smiled. It is too late?

Back to my spectacles. I bought purple spectacles this time: Everlast.
Ihad planned on getting purple hair dyed, with everything purple to own.
Some say (Dann) maybe I am being to obnoxious and devoted to school.
Well, possible. Or maybe, to my opinion, purple is just a unique colour.
People have been owning simply red hair, blondes and soft brown, but
purple/burgundy is just as good. (to me.)

I think I am really panicking right now. I could not focus.
I need help.
I think I am immune to breakdowns and get all teared-up.
I hate myself.
I am stressed-out, though it is not obvious to be seen
by the naked eye.
I am just going to deal with O levels.
Get it done and over with.
I am hitting the library. I am karaoke-ing at home.
I am being a bitch.
I am doing all sort of things that a O level candidate should not have.
I lost my concentration. God, help me please.

GL, satisfied now? I have updated.
And this is the last. No more bargaining.

The tough gets going.

2007-10-10T13:19:00.000+08:00

Sorry guys. On hiatus for a very, very long time.
O levels are far more important than my useless
entries.

Take note: Background is ugly, and entries are empty. SO there.

Goodbye blog.

After O levels I will open up a new account.

Thanks and bye.

Oh, stop it.

2007-10-08T13:14:00.000+08:00

Blogging updates have to be pushed further.
Now I have to help mama with Hari Raya preparations again,
study for my critical exam and Terawih.
A lot had took place recently, me - ogling at boys and again,
bonding with The Trio and my idol - PartyKiller. I just could not find the right time to mix all the events and summarise it here.
My blog is now going to be boring, again. Quit worrying, people.
I will try my best to have the optimum collection of stories!
Just have to find a way how. (haha)

Want to see a dumb animation? Done by me of course.
I would not condemn any masterpiece of others unless it really need some reprehension. Too bad blogspot does not support gif. images.
I could not get my gif into work here.

REDHOTCHILLIPEPPER.

2007-10-06T10:58:00.000+08:00

Drawn by: Devagi Photo taken by: Ilyana
Drawn by: Akif (eyes) & Devagi (whole)
Drawn by: Ilyana
I got the third level for NE, people.

Sexiest and joyful last day of school, ever.
Eveything was great about it: The camwhoring session,
the pranks and the sarcastic remarks.
The last day of school was entertaining, as we got
the chance to havoc around the school.
Nobody, I clearly say, was in school
except for the sec 4Es and the 5ns!
So you can imagine how serene our school was yesterday.

Oh, I forgot to apologise to the people I have
annoyed terribly. Especially Devagi.
Here's the truth, girl.
1) I was the one who started to kick your chair and
dirtied on it.
2)I was the one who threw erasers at you!
But..
You simply thought it was Harith who started it because
you knew he looked guilty everytime he faces you.
And me, being the talented drama mama never fails
to let people be deceived by my innocent cover.
Most of the time, I am the starter of everything,
but the funniest part was, NONE OF THEM KNOWS!
Is this what you call 'getting a level three for NE?'
Getting it means I am known for my morale.
Which, I do not even think I do have one?

Anyway, my palms are still pinkish due to the 'henna'.
I have tried scrubbing it off, but I failed.
The ink must have seeped deeply into my skin and ruined me.
(Haha much?)

Please, read this carefully.
ATTENTION ALL BLOG-HOPPERS!
There will be a gig on the 27th of October at DXO, Esplanade.
Tickets up for grabs will be at around $10-$12.
It is a saturday.
So, party-goers, interested?
Please reply to me. (via tagboard)
Thanks.
(I am helping my friend to promote it because he needs to sell 3o tickets! Imagine that!)

Ramadan.

2007-10-02T21:53:00.000+08:00

DAY 20.

Ramadan is ending soon, and Syawal is just around the corner.
The month of seeking forgiveness, and be concern of eating habits.
Only this year, everything will seem a bit different. Since O levels
are due the week after next, I am supposed to be mugging right then.
When people are happily feasting, I am terribly stressing out.

A friend of mine, has a brother who scored 12 points for his O levels.
12 is already considered as great. In school, I spent most of my time,
trying to switch back to studious mode. You know it is not easy. I
tried Clementi Town Secondary Prelim Math paper, and oh boy,
questions are hard. My teacher told us that eventhough it is a
neighbourhood school, standards are pretty high. I swallowed my
saliva and thought, Dann's school? Wow. Pretty impressive ehs.
I have certain thoughts on my mind right now. Can I really do it?
Am I fit enough for it? Am I capable?

I used to hate school life. I am having this back ache for so long.
Today was exhausting for me. I played badminton intensively,
ignoring the fact that I am fasting. I suffered from fatigue, the
whole day until now. My back is still aching.

For this one week. Keep in mind, that I will be online again to
update entries this friday. I will be spending the rest of the
days with terawihs and homeworks. I am a very busy person,
now.

Goodbye. (inserts sad face)

Sorry, tempting!

2007-10-01T15:04:00.000+08:00

Browsing through my blog has made me tempted to write.
So, my declaration of 'ON HIATUS' are useless. (Janji
melayu lah katakan. haha.)

Today was awesome. Now every three of us have our own
trademarks. In case of annoyance emergency, we will
insert it and rub it in into one another! For Akif's
case, I really enjoyed disturbing him on what he wrote
today. I was busy doodling my book, (the picture is not
that bad either. I drew a person, sitting on a chair with
her being engrossed on the laptop's screen. Her documents
are in a total mess.) oh, I started my drawing from the
hips, down to her pants and shoes, then back up her
body, and then the chair and next comes the laptop.
People normally draw from the top to the bottom,
I just do it the other way round. (:

Sorry, sudden interruption.

Akif wrote something on my book. He wanted me to check out
this guy on friendster and rate. A few seconds later, he
nudged me for the book again. This time he wrote,
'Arabic Freak', and said,
"Check out this guy too!".

I stared at the words and exclaimed, (thank god I was
smart enough! *smirks*)
"HAHA! Tak tahu malu! It's your own profile!".

He laughed uncontrollably, and from
then onwards I kept on using 'Arabic Freak' as a defense
in case he annoys me. I retorted,
"Hey. Arabic Freak handsome tak? Single ke orangnye?"

Well yes. I was referring to him of course. It is fun
mocking your own best buddies.

I had fun mocking Harith too! You know how bad he sings right?
He inserted Bruce Almighty's pick-up line, B-E-A-U-Tiful,
into Sean's song, Beautiful Girl. So let us together laugh
at this one. Instead of:

You are so beautiful girl..

It became:

You are so b-e-a-u-tiful girl..

...................................................................

And guessed what? The tuning has errors in it.
Gosh, my best buddies are really hilarious.
I do not even know, how will I live without them. (:

IDIOTICKID!

2007-09-30T14:34:00.000+08:00

Annoying little dweeb. She provoked me like nobody's
business! So what if it's the fasting month? She has made
my temperature shot up several notches! Oh yes. Small
creatures are always like that, craving for attention.
The perfect guess! The useless kid happens to be my
10-year-old sister. *grumps*

Oh and guys, I am on hiatus back!

This blog might be dead from now on, and I promise
you I will update on hot tales once I have
collected it! (after my mugging season.)
Okay? Stay tuned!

Flabbergasted much? That I am actually studying? Sorry.
I just could not wait to get my ass out of my secondary
school. Being apart from my friends is only in my consideration.
School? Teachers? Oh, the teachers! The good ones will be leaving
this school next year too. So, missing them? Most likely not.

Let me have my last words here.

Pray hard for me that I will succeed okay? In everything I do.
Do me a favour. I will be missing my typings though. Now I have
to get back to being primitive. I have to WRITE notes!

So, once again.

Goodbye blog. Goodbye taggers. Goodbye readers.

(I'll be back. (: )

Harrumphed

2007-09-29T12:54:00.000+08:00

Sorry readers. Boredom strikes once more.
I picked this up from my godbrother, Jon. Copyrighted though.

List out your top 5 b'day presents u wish for:
1. Barbie Merchandise
2. New watch that will match my purple highlights.
3. New spectacles. (mine's broken!)
4. Own Esprit, Everlast, GAP and M.A.C
5. Books. (any kind will do.)

The person who tagged you is: Gl's the recent one.
Your relationship with him is: Best pal.
Your 5 impressions of Him:
1. Smart-ass
2. Cute
3. Provoking at times
4. Funny yet lame
5. A great listener

The most memorable thing he/she had done for you: He has helped me a lot.
The most memorable words he/she had said to you: When he calls me 'yana'. (:
If he/becomes your lover, you will: Drop-dead. I don't date my own pal!
If he/she becomes your lover, things he has to improve on will be: IF he becomes, be more aware of other's feelings please.
If he/she becomes your enemy, you will: Commit suicide.
If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: Rivalry over results?
The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is: Celebrate his birthday along with my buddies.
Your overall impression of him/her is: Mr.Nice guy.

How you think people around you will feel about you? Temperamental and clownish.

The character(s) you love about yourself is/are: I'm sardonic.
On the contrary, the character(s) you hate of yourself is/are: Bad mood swings.
The most ideal person you want to be is: Nobody but myself (:
For people that care and like you, say something to them: Guys, you are not one-sided. I care and like you too.
For the pple whom i have hurt: I am sorry, cargoloads.
For pple whom i love n treasure: Ti Amo.

Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you
1. Akif
2. Guo Liang
3. NurulHida
4. Dann
5. Harith
6. Hakimah
7. Fadzly
8. Maryam (twin sister!)
9. Devagi
10. Matthias

Who is no.6 having relationship with? Hafiz.

Is no.9 a male or female? female! in fact, she's grababat montel!
(Gabriella montez)

If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? Excuse me,
I do not support homosexuals.
How bout no.8 and 5? Height does matters! No!

What is no.2 studying about? He loves IT.

When was the last time you had a chat with no 3? Last sunday!

What kind of music band does no.8 like? We have almost the same taste!

Does no.1 has any siblings? of course! Three: 2 boys and a girl.

Will you woo no.3 ? I will! - NOT! I am straight.

How about no.7 ? Incest? A big no-no.

Is no.4 single? He should be. Busy working.

What is the surname of no.5? He's a muslim. No surnames.

What is the nickname of no.10? Donald Duck!

What is the hobby of no.4? Gymming, duh.

Do no.5 and 9 get along well? Haha! I love this one! Most of the time, they're like cats and dogs!

Where is no.2 studying at? JWSS.

Talk something casually about no.1? EVERYTIME!

Have you try developing feelings for no.8? As a twin sister!

Where does no.9 live at? Boon Lay.

What color does no.4 like? LOL. I, don't know. Black?

Are no.5 and 1 best friends? Definitely! I am one of THEM!

Does no.7 likes no.2? Have they met? Don't think so.

How do you get to know no.2? Classmates.

Does no.1 have any pets? Obsessed with goldfishes.

Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? He's sexy, but
to compete 'in the world', fat hope.

More Flashbacks!

2007-09-28T18:09:00.000+08:00

WEDNESDAY, 26th Oct:

During D&t class, Akif drew and I destroyed. I erased uncountably
the designs that matched the cartoon's hair, and finally decided
that it looks good with dreadlocks! (blonde too.)

After school, Harith and I did something hysterical. We acted
as if the photo was a reminder of the deceased. Initially,
I pretended to be uneasy by approaching the lower secs and
asked them, "Have you seen this missing person?" (It was just
a drawing, for god's sake.) It was hilarious. I did not know I
was that, daring. At the interchange, Harith and I undergo the
grieving process. We 'cried' and pointed out to the picture.
Everybody - almost, everybody, tried to look at the picture
we were holding! We were frauds, back then, tricking passer-bys.
The feeling was divine, seriously.

THURSDAY, 27th Oct:

We were copying down chemistry corrections for prelim paper,
when I spotted, "AIDS REACT WITH METAL TO FORM SALT & HYDROGEN."
Those chemistry freaks, please kindly spot the errors.
It was supposed to be ACIDS, not AIDS! And, right, I thought
answer scripts are supposed to be flawless?

At noon, we claimed our english papers back. I scored a B4,
thank god. But it was my oral which had pulled up my
grades. Akif's compo had a lot of markings on it. It was
all in acronyms, like T for tense and so on. When I read
his paper, I read aloud the markings in red, joining up
the words together. It states, "PR T T T T" and "MA T T T".
When you read together it sounds like prttt (farting noise)
and matttt (mati! which is dead in english.) Clever eh?

Harith turned green! Was a remark from our english teacher.
I thought she said, "Pale." So I retorted, "Over-usage of
whitening cream!" (He uses Nivea visage after lessons.)
I then realised that she said, GREEN. So the trio stared
at one another.

"Rahsia kau terbongkar!" I shuddered.
"Ahh, dier tahu aku toyol.." he chipped in.

This set laughters among the trio, again.

................................................

Apart from them being the victim to my entries,
this time, karma counterattacks. I am going to
write about me.

During geography lesson (humanities I scored D7)
our teacher was talking about maps. She came to
a point on rapids (river system) when she repeated
her question, "What is rapids?". I was day-dreaming
so I heard something like 'rabbits'. I asked
my friends, "Eh guys. Apa itu Rabbits?". Their
first reaction: giggled. I desperately asked again.
"It's an animal. RABBIT ILYANA! Tak tahu?" Akif replied,
sardonically. Something hit me, so I was back in the
same time zone as them, after that reply. (I know, I
am part of the SELENGIE road too.)

................................................

Oh, and today, my eyes looked like this:

Know why?

My mum painted the doors with enamel paint and it smell of thinner.
My nose was extremely sensitive last night, so I could not sleep.
When I lie down, the fumes went up my nose, causing me to become
uncomfortable. I cried. I was sleepy, but I could not sleep.
My brain was dysfunctioning and I had difficulties breathing.
I have tried many solution like spraying, and switching on the
air refreshener but I made the situation worse. I slept at 3.30
in the morning. So yes, I was sleep deprived.

I inhaled thinner a lot yesterday. I would not call it as inhaling
since I did not received any pleasure. I cried remember?
But not 'tears-of-joy'. I hated the smell. I wonder how do those
people abuse inhalants when it smell like, well, it was gruesome.

RESULTS

2007-09-26T15:36:00.000+08:00

Prelims, the second most terrifying exams after the
O levels. It normally marks where you stand, a question
mark in almost every mind to know whether they improved.
I will publish my full results here after I have claimed
the report book on my last day of school: 5th of october.
But now, I will gladly list some of the subjects that
I have received.

SCI: C5
MALAY: B3
D&T: A2
MATHS: B4

What has made me broke into tears (inside) was my maths results.
From an eyesore F9, to a B4. I thanked god at the same spot.
And I thanked my personal tutor, Kak An for assisting me.
All those teachings were worthwhile, and I will try my very
best to get an A2 (probably?) for my O levels. Malay was
rather heart-wrenching. I know. I hated my marks. But I vow
to myself, to get at least an A2 for O levels. Science on the
other hand was quite surprising, because again that was the
duration that I slacked. D&T, (any of you recall me stating
that I got a B3?) I scored an A2 after combining it with
my folio. I innocently asked my teacher, "Cher! I can score
an A1 right? If I do good in O levels theory?". He nodded.
This proves it. I will (infinity times) study hard for D&T.
I want THAT A1, seriously.

Oh, my spectacle broke into two! Okay, more like it was being
corroded. The only visible mark was the corroded area that
convinced my understanding that they joined the pieces poorly.
How fortunate to be a D&T student and be the miss-know-it-all (:
But not to fret, because this is the splendid time for me to
get a new specs! A purple one, that is. Which hopefully matches
my highlights.

Bytheway, I shall post a photo of my broken specs here and
list out the solutions on how to repair it! (through silver
soldering) No, not today. Be patient people.

FLASHBACKS:

Last monday, I had to participate in CHINGAY.*

*Chingay here means, I had to stand in the chemistry
lab just because I did not bring my papers. And I was
not alone. I have other participants to make Chingay
happen. *laughs* The feeling was serene, ironically.
My friend pretended to faint, provoked other attentive
students and well, we both crapped a lot. (eventhough
we were standing (actually, leaning.) in the chemistry
lab.

Do you want to see me being corny?

Okay. I will.

Let me aimlessly note this down. What I expect to
get for my O levels.

ENGLISH: B3
MALAY: A2
MATHS: B3/A2
COMB SCIENCE: B3
COMB HUMANS: B4
D&T: A1

L1R4= Probably 11points?
Oh I do not know. This is just a rough idea. (:

I WANT DIPLOMA IN VISUAL COMMUNICATIONS! *stammers*

Sort in the mind.

2007-09-23T13:58:00.001+08:00

BRAINDEAD SEASON IS BACK IN FULL ACTION NOW.

Sadly, since I am not capable of coming up with
ideas on what to blog, this entry will be dull.

And I would like to say a zillion sorry to my
twin sister for not replying her wasted three
messages. I was at Malaysia the whole day.
But before that, have I not told you that
I am not attending terawih on saturday? *rubs nose*
She is probably still mad at me. It is okay, I know
your anger would not last. It is the forgiving season
right? Okay.. maybe forgive but not forget.

WOW. Yesterday's book was splendid. I read it for the
whole of yesterday, but only managed to complete 4/5
of the book. I had a severe halt on page 474, because
I had to leave malaysia. (and that novel isn't mine.)
Novels are cliche. They have ironic endings, which
are not even related to the startings. All stories
are filled with lovey-dovey couples, shotgun marriages,
conflicts, oh well - mainly love stories. I read one
book about an inhuman father who rapes his own child
to satisfy his own sex-needs. I know, this is called
INCEST. How I hoped these animal-behavior could be
stopped by having men go eunuch. Day by day,
after reading the news on the deceased NURIN, sympathy
engulfed me. Sometimes, I loathe men. A lot. I swear
it weighs more heavier than your cargos. *grumps*

Qiam.

2007-09-22T10:28:00.000+08:00

RAMADHAN DAY 10!

I kind of forgot the facts of every 10 days of the ramadhan.
Anyway, today I am going to bunk in at my madrasah! We will
be having this community work cum Qiamulayil tomorrow, in the
wee hours. I recall the best Qiamulayil night back in secondary
one. (madrasah) The girls, bunked into our classroom which is
fully-utilized with fans and air-conditioners. We brought
sleeping bags and laid them across the floor in a giant circle.
(The circle looked shagged and ugly, so I wouldn't really assume
that it was a circle.) We then, confabulated about ghosts!
Okay, so maybe ghost stories are a common sight elsewhere too.
But hey, no sleepovers are fun without it!

It was excellent. That was the time, when I feel the strong bonds
forming. We sort of knew who were the storytellers, the fearsome
ones and the laid-back ones. What I knew back then, I was the
noisy one! (as per usual)

Oh, and gosh. My wishes of this school getting bad reputations
are alive. Just today, I caught a parent quarreling with one
of our HOD. And guessed what? The HOD ibarat, "takut kerana salah"
bacause she was avoiding the parent's tantrums all along!

Another hot news was, remember the other day I blogged about
retaking practical exam? It was actually the HOD's fault too.
This is entirely not rumours. I kind of believed, that the
department heads in our school are whacked. They take sides,
on their own HOD staffs, ignoring the truth from the others.
What has the world become to?

Another class planned on teaming up with us to write a
partition letter to the MOE regarding this unjustness.

So, today and tomorrow, I will be wearing tudung
the whole day. (: (sungguh tak biasa.)

Okay, today.

2007-09-19T23:03:00.000+08:00

RAMADHAN DAY 7.

(Regarding the photos, I could not possibly fit everything
into one entry right? So, maybe on the 31st of december,
where I will be creating a photo album for my photos as
memories.)

Argh. Damn-NATION. I inhaled deeply, "WHAT THE FFF-," and
recalled that I am actually fasting. Frustated as I was, I
could not find a way to escape from the fact that after
my last day of school (Oct 5th) I have to attend math
lessons in school, still! I sum it up, and I am pretty sure
that it will eat up two weeks of our vacation. (before the
O levels.) So Ilyana, you just have to wait till EVERYTHING IS
OVER to celebrate that YOU are FREE from the eagle's claws.

Anyway, today was extremely earthly. I am back to doodling
lessons, drawing outfits and scribbling my school diary.
Math was a bore as per usual. What makes my temper rise
was the retaking of our Chemistry Prelim Practical Exam.
Now what? I have to re-study the infos, and be quarrantined
again. Only this time, there will be no food fest for me.

My buddy, Toyol behaved sickeningly today during our morning
assembly. We were discussing about tv shows, when he happily
sang out, 'LEMAS' by Ruffedge. Singing, is not a bad thing.
But singing out of tune, making the whole LEMAS word sunk into
high-pitched 'IKHLAS' tune, was unbearable. Akif and I menancingly
laughed. Pure drollery, that Toyol guy, well he is dedicated.

During recess time was mad too. We chatted a lot, despite the
whole stomach-aching-due-to-starvation. The sec4 malay boys,
quite a handful of them did not FAST. Listen to this, my sister,
who is 10 years old in exact, can FAST. You people? What a shame.
Then, there was this malay guy who mischieviously tried to buy
some food but at the same time scanning for onlookers like me.
Well, The Trio obviously caught his act. I retorted, in malay,
"Alah, makan depan orang tak malu, nak beli makanan kepala pusing
nak check-check siapa tengok, TAHU pula malunya. Aiyahh."

Oh, I have claimed back my dnt paper for prelims. I scored a
B3 for it. Okay, I am now back to being a damsel in distress.
From an A1, I dropped drastically to a B3! I need two more
marks to get that A2! Argh. Stupidstupid me.

Wait. I must think positive right? Let prelims go. What matters
is my O levels. Get A1 for D&T, and my dream of having a diploma
in visual communication will be brighter. (:

"ILYANA CAN DO IT!" -Ilpapa

(oh, seventh of ramadhan was torturing too. Our class was invaded
by the paddle pop smell again!)

PHOTO ALBUM!

2007-09-19T22:44:00.000+08:00

We create some sins while we were out yesterday.
Yes, you have guessed it, we camwhored! (a lot.)

So what if it's Ramadhan?

2007-09-18T19:59:00.000+08:00

I miscount my days of ramadhan! Today was supposed to
be only the sixth. Not seven. Went out with twin
today, eventhough we were fasting. As per usual,
we were misbehaving. We were rowdier during our
photo-takings! I will upload some photos here, after
I have claimed them from my twin. She had MOST of the
great ones in her camera. Have you spotted my
diplay picture? Can you like rate how cute we are?
(Man, I am serious. Rate us, and please be honest.)
I think we both looked really cute together, right?
Well, life have never been goofier when taking picures
with her. My life, has always filled with goofiness,
so, it is not counted. We bought identical rings this time!
And guessed what? We both agreed on purchasing more
similar goods next time! Oh, I love her. (:

After the whole madness, we decided to hit Al-Falah
to pray. We pray for both Zohor and Asar, and then
we crashed the trains to go separate ways. We were
rushing when suddenly, this rather old man cornered
us and PERSUADE us into donating. Okay, more like
him, beating around the bush with his words, and
manipulating us into digging our wallets and
donate. I think he is some sex-maniac guy or
something since he kept on shaking hands with us
throughout the whole conversation. I remember, he shook
mine, REAL hard.

Whoa? By now actually I should have hit the
Terawih around my area! But twin is not
around to brighten up my terawih, she is now
busy floorballing in school. I am not depending
entirely on her! I am fairly exhausted as well!
I arrived safely at home after the break fast!
I had to rush to Paya Lebar for my heels, bought
two bottled drinks for mama, since she has been
craving for air khatirah, and back to
Boon Lay! Imagine me standing up throughout,
with music being plugged into my ears carrying
two bulky bags! So please, I have my own valid reasons.

RAMADHAN DAY 6, guys! Not the SEVENTH yet!

OHMY!

2007-09-17T10:17:00.000+08:00

END OF PRELIMS MISERY
it's over! it's over!

Okay, enough fireworks and partying. Only the prelims
are over, now left the O levels, the more crucial one.
Maybe a teeny weeny bit of partying will not hurt right?
Some party poppers, balloons, cakes, candles, hot fudges..

CUT!

Shucks. The inner me cut off my supply of flowing ideas.
I am really bored now, after all the hit-the-books
have finally over while I have nothing else
to read next. Something tells me to crash the
library. (bookworm hulubaloo!) Think I should.

RAMADHAN DAY 6.

RA-RA

2007-09-16T13:20:00.000+08:00

Ramadhan day four and five.

There will be qiamulayil next weekend when I
already have plans with my parents to break our fast
at nenek'shouse. The problem is, I really
loved the qiamulayil, oh and there will even be some
bonus appearances by Singapore Poly volunteers. But
that was not my reason for being interested. What
attracted me was the astronomy! (Hoo-haa!)

Okay, back to Ramadhan Day four. I broke my
fast at AMK, and while waiting for Fadz to
arrive, Imah and I decided to CRASH AMKhub
to past our time. Nothing was special.. until..

ART STATION.

A place for every doddlers' dreams. It has unique
notebooks, all come in different shapes and sizes,
layout, colours.. Ooh! A journalist's dreamworld!
Imah and I spent 45minutes (maybe more) at that
shop rummaging the items, not keeping our itchy
hands from testing and flipping every single
item on display. Serious, you guys ought to
hit AMKhub. It is a nice place. Most of the
goods sold are, uncommon. I know, people may think
how stupid of me to share this fresh idea. So, let's
just say, I am not selfish to share my thoughts. (:
Imah and I bought this cute retroish sling
bag, circular in shape, and very floral indeed.

So go, run along. You devoted doodlers like me
will be addicted to ARTstation.

*I think it is called Art station. I remember the Art,
but the second word.. *Thinks* Hell no, lost it. And,
it is not ART FRIEND I am talking about. ART FRIEND is
out of my list for the time being.

REASONS WHY I'M LABELLED AS MEAN.

2007-09-15T00:00:00.000+08:00

RAMADHAN DAY 3.

Had an awesome time chatting with my long lost friend,
until he came to a point where.. our chat ticks me
off badly. That same name appeared almost in every
single part of our conversation, and I simply put
that as terribly annoying.

So, just a ~~polite~~ remark, my conversation
with him was vengeful. I could be sensitive at
that point of time, or certain remarks may
piss me of accidently. So whatever. I still
hated our last conversation.

& I really mean it. No joking. I can be
dead serious when I want to. So there.

I'll bring you DizZy back.

2007-09-14T12:45:00.000+08:00

RAMADHAN DAY 2.

I was all turbid today, tried to store every points into
my lazy brain. My studying brain has stopped for the
past.. 2 years, where my grades were good. And now,
even after typing two sentences, I think later on
migraine going to strike me badly. My brain have this
'popping' action, like it's about to explode you see.

"THE ARTIFICIAL MODEL WITH THE HOT RED BOTTLE!" - MANAGER
"DI MANA ADA BABAT, DI SITU BOLEH SUMBAT!" - LEBANESE STAR
"PAK, KAU BOTAK!" - RUNNER
& the list goes on, and on. This was what we had
for our conversation today, regarding rhymes. The
Trio worked well with rhymes. When I said something,
I am unaware that it rhymes. Some may seem juvenile
to you, but all of it are sheer drollery. I mean,
we did laughed out loud just because of it. There
was a part where I caught a glimpse of this hot bod
man, with the army green shirt on. It was body-hugging,
and he really have the curves. I had to succumb to my
total fantasy by ogling at him. I quickly spun until
I caught Akif's stares. We both nodded and said, "Ada?"
which means 'have' in english. Coincidently, we laughed.
"Wise people think alike," he muttered under his breath.

DO YOU EVEN GET THE IDEA? BOTH OF US ARE LOOKING AT THE
SAME GUY WITH THE HOT BOD, SO WE RATED HIM.

I was crappish today, totally. I barked off
at innocent vincent (RHYMES AGAIN!) and Ming Ler.
Sorry mates! (You guys are lucky, my temperamental
act just now was MINOR. I did not screamed, I just snapped.)
I have made up with Ming Ler, apologising, before the
exams commenced. He was being very apologetic, too. Blaming
himself as he was the source of me being mad. He was NOISY
at our table. So I had to shut him off.

Anyway, our last paper is on monday, which marks off the
END of MY PRELIMS! Fortunately, today is friday. At least
I have two days of resting (YA RIGHT, I have schools on
weekends too.) maybe, two days break from the exam madness.

So, goodbye prelims, once and for all. I am going
to miss you.. (NOT!)

Start of nothing new.

2007-09-13T14:33:00.000+08:00

RAMADHAN, DAY ONE.

A great hello to all my fellow muslims! Have a great Ramadhan,
and DETOX yourself during this one month's break! Prove to people
that fasting does not necessarily means us becoming weak
instead, it is our chance to cleanse our body, mind and soul
by doing a lot of community work!

Let us steer the story back to my life. So, today we
had our mathematics paper one and two.(not at one short,
imagine sitting for two papers.. 4hours and 30 minutes..)
At least today's paper made me, less hungry. In fact,
after absorbing so much equations and questions, my
stomach seemed to be full, heavy and bloated. (God,
I am lying to myself.)

Mathematics paper was manageable, but still, hard.
And, eminently tiresome too. How I wished somebody
a massager, at least, crashed my place and held some
spa treatment. My shoulders are aching terribly.

Mental note: Next time, bring along panadol muscle
joints to the examination room. (hee-haww)

Just a quick counterattack to -Nadd's tag:

Nak keluar pergi library time bulan puasa?
Kalau Dyn kacau me then I tak boleh
angkat how? Nanti my puasa batal, you.
(Hahaha. Just for gags.)

GEOG-AR-PTUII and FEE-SICS TOMORROW!

ARGH!

2007-09-12T15:39:00.000+08:00

D&T PAPER WAS A KILLER.

I swear, this time round, it has discouraged me
to get that precious A1 for D&T. So, sorry
GL! My wishes are not going to be granted,
because fairygodmother did not came to my rescue
today. Almost 3/4 of my answers are rubbish!
And, what's the worse part? I was braindead, seriously.
Suddenly, my excellent common sense flew out of the
window, I could not think of a smart-enough answer
like I usually did during the exams. I wasted my
(urgh! damndamn!) frigging time, staring BLANKLY
at the question paper, waiting for ANSWERS to APPEAR
on ITS OWN. Let me get this straight. My prelim results,
are SO OVER.

But hey, look on the bright side.. every d&t rivals
of mine admitted that it was an extremely hard paper.
So does that mean there's still some space for me
to grab hold of the title again?

FAT HOPE, lady.

OH DANG IT!

2007-09-11T12:45:00.000+08:00

I could not complete my SEQ questions properly since
I had to STRAIN hard on my brains to get the full
understanding of the sources. Yes, what was given
today was on Sri Lankans again, (my hot topic)
but this time it is entirely different guys! There's
no way I can ace today's paper! Sources are all
heavily supporting the Tamils, and I can hardly
find any with Sinhalese in it. I was terrified
when I looked at the paper, whilst spending more
time on the SBQ than the SEQ. I lost 13 marks for
my SEQ since I did not attempt the last essay!
(Like a damsel in distress, I kept on whining about
it before going down for recess time. Susukman was
nice though, he said something until it has made
my worries go away. Thanks, aye.)

Today was cooling. I hardly sweat for the first
time in my entire life in school. Not only
that, we were really naughty during our break.
We caught sight of the Sec1 model, the original
and the artificial one. Okay, let me elaborate more.

The original model, a sec1 malay boy, very gorgeous
indeed, is in our toplist. His brother who used
to be a colleague of one of my buddies, blessed
with this brilliant smile. The more horrible part
is the artificial one. Another sec1 malay boy,
who is 'gifted' in catwalking. His styles were
OFF-THE-HOOK, with his RED water bottle hanging
on one hand. Seriously, if only I could get a hold
of my VideoCam, I will post it here.

So today, during the break, the trio scanned
across the canteen in search of the artificial
model. Once we caught sight of him, I quickly
stood up and pretended to block his way, mocking
his CATWALK! When he wanted to walk the other way,
I blocked and walked the other way, pretending
I was innocent and did not notice him there.
My buddies was laughing madly until..

Well, it was worthwhile. Except for the fact
that I could do MORE SERIOUS DAMAGE if I
am not fasting. (Can you imagine? I'm fasting
yet I am having fun disturbing others.)

Tomorrow is going to be design and technology! A
2hours and 30mins paper! What a dragggggggg..
The trio planned to have our breakfast at Mac.
(Since I've been craving for PANCAKES, lol.)
They agreed to my idea, so before d&t paper,
we are partying at Mac with our nonsensical
behaviour! *cheers* Oh, I love you two (:

"Sometimes I wonder, why Mr.EmoGuy took a running jump..?"
- Ilpapa.

MIDYEAR MALAY ESSAY.

2007-09-10T15:00:00.000+08:00

Aku menatap cebisan warkah yang telah lusuh itu. Aku
masih dapat membaca beberapa perkataan yang masih terang
and begitu menangkap perhatianku. "Jagalah anak ini seperti
anak kandungmu sendiri wahai sahabatku..." Tiba-tiba
dengupan jantungku bergerak pantas. Fikiranku bercelaru.
Aku mengesat air mataku yang deras membasahi pipiku. Aku
terkenang nasibnya yang begitu malang. Aku teringat pada
masa dia memincingkan matanya untuk menahan kesakitan semasa
ditembak oleh tentera jepun itu. Mereka begitu zalim!
Mereka mementingkan diri sendiri! Aku masih mampu mengimbas
kembali segala yang terjadi. Mayat-mayat orang kita terkulai
layu di merata-rata tempat. Oh, begitu seksanya hidup
kami di masa lampau!

"Mak?" seseorang mengurut bahuku. Rupa-rupanya Rasdan,
anak sahabatku yang kian membesar. Aku melepaskan senyuman
yang seharum sukma lalu dia bersiul menunjukkan kegembiraan
yang berlabuh dihatinya. Anak ini, sudah aku anggapnya
seperti anak kandungku. Tetapi, mampukah aku memberitahunya
segala rahsia yang bertahkta di hati? Aku rasa ini sudah
masanya aku memberitahunya hal sebenar. Aku mengetap bibirku.

"Mak, kenapa begini? Ras tengok mak begitu kusut fikirannya.
Mak rindukan Ras ya?" Rashdan berdekah-dekah ketawa. Aku
hanya mampu mengukirkan senyuman yang manis baginya. Aku
akui, selama ini aku juga yang membesarkannya dengan segala
berkat yang diberi dari yang Maha Esa. Anak inilah tempat
aku mengadu dan tempat aku berbual. Kini, dia sudah masak
dengan perangaiku hingga dia dapat merasakan ada sesuatu
yang ingin aku sampaikan kepadanya. Peluh merenik-renik
kasar didahiku. Begitu payah untukku membuka mulutku. Ia
berasa seperti kerongkongku disumbat oleh batu sebesar
penumbuk.

"Rashdan, anakku," aku memandang ke lantai sampai terenjut
-enjut bahuku menahan sebak. Rashdan dengan rakus memaut
lenganku. "Ya, mak?" nada suaranya penuh dengan tanda tanya.
"Rashdan tahu tak bahawa Rashdan bukan anak mama yang sebenar?"
aku bertanya lalu menghela nafas panjang. Rashdan mengangguk.
Aku terpaku melihat kelakuanya, yang tiba-tiba menuding
lurus jari telunjuknya kearahku. "Rashdan sudah terbaca apa
yang tersirat dalam warkah itu mak, Rashdan tahu segalanya.
Oleh kerana itulah, Rashdan akur dengan apa yang telah terjadi.
Mak telah banyak tolong ayah Rashdan. Rashdab amat beruntung
mendapat mak yang sebaik mak ini. Rashdan sayang mak!" Rashdan
menyembamkan mukanya ke dadaku. Lantas, aku peluknya erat-erat.
Aku berpuas hati mendengar penjelasan darinya. Selama ini,
kasih sayangnya terhadapku begitu ikhlas sekali. "Adakah mak
akan meninggalkan Rashdan sekali lagi?" tiba-tiba dia bersuara.
Aku tersentak seketika. "Kalau ya, bagaimana?" aku mengeluarkan
suatu jenaka sarkastik. Huraian ketawa bergema di bilik itu.
Aku memandangnya dengan penuh bermakna, lalu aku mengusap-usap
dahinya dan berkata, "Tidak anakku, tidak."

TAMAT

Tulisan yang telah diitalicskan adalah soalan
bagi permulaan cerita ini. Setiap murid yang ingin
melaksanakan soalan ini harus bermula dengan berikut.

Whoa. *Switching back to channel 5* Kind of draggy
and emotional huh? Some say this essay's structure is like
a chapter in a novel. Since the ending, signifies it.
Please rate okay? Using barbie heads. The more barbie heads
(e.g 5 barbie heads rating) the better it is. Thanks (:

Boring masterpiece.

2007-09-10T14:08:00.000+08:00

I am sorry to say, but I think HSM2 is a boring masterpiece.
The eagerness I had throughout the whole 'summertime' for
HSM2 was fruitless. One of my MSN buddy had this nick,
"HSM2 WAS A BLAST!"

Which apparently has made me recap the scenes once again.
Well, ditto. I had this feeling of spamming his MSN and
make him change that nick of his to something, more
reliable, like,
"HSM2 was oh-oh-kay. Rating: 2 and a half stars."

Had a terrific time napping in class after the
completion of my prelims (malay paper). I picked
the dialouge over the formal letter, since its
format is the easiest to remember. I even
spelled 'telekomunikasi' wrongly, with a double M.
Nothing is as interesting this time, compared
to my MidYear's essay. Shall I post it here?
Oh no, not bragging or showing off, I am
just trying to get polls on how my essay writing
was - good, bad or can be done better.
Please read it once I have posted it here, okay?

My section two was a total bore, seriously.
I chose the first printed question, on Family Day.
The funny thing was, I had been to A family day,
but I did NOT took part in ANYTHING. So, my stories
are all made-up - false tales and reflections.
I wrote about my brother whom appears to be
very solemn-looking and tough, has phobia with
cute kitty cats. Okay, once the papers are out,
I shall post it here too.

I got back my social studies mock exam today.
I kind of thrilled with the marks that I achieved,
eventhough I am positive that I did not studied.
My understanding of the SBQ is getting fairly well,
and I will try my best into making it better.
My mates remarked,
"How come you scored well? Your SBQ! Last question,
full marks?" (Yes, 7/7)

I snorted,
"Haha. Don't you know? This is my COUNTRY we're
dealing with! Sri Lanka!"

And that set laughters among us. And regarding
the SEQ, a special dedication to my toyol buddy,
I did not study for it. I swear. My other
buddy, no-legs-hantu, came to the rescue and
retorted,
"She used her common sense lah!"

And, that my friend, is the bloody truth.
Sometimes, common sense does work when
you do not study. When you study, you
get all the knowledge, but you ended
up complicating yourself. This tactic
was being used for my N levels.
Maybe it was just my luck that I was
saved for the next round of education,
secondary five. Or maybe.. this
method really works. But come to think
of it, do not RISK IT people. Don't
tell me that I didn't warned you earlier. (:

HERITAGE TOUR?

2007-09-09T15:30:00.000+08:00

DATE: 7th of September.

Yes, gladly went out to Geylang with mama to purchase
some necessities and to survey the items there. Come to
think of it, Friday's outing with mama was like a
heritage tour for me instead. We headed down to Chinatown
after that, since the demanding little creature wanted
to buy that bangle+watch. Once mama dropped at Chinatown,
I complained how tired I was. (Which was TRUE.) She pays
no heed, so my pathetic whining was worthless. And boy,
was I ever so glad that my heritage tour ended off there.
She did not even say anything about Little India. *winks*

DATE: 8th of September - The day I fast.

Suddenly, Geylang became my orchard. After visiting it on friday,
we had to make a U-turn on saturday once again. But before the
whole madness start, we crashed nenek's place at Clementi.
(Have you guuys read the news on Vanessa? Thank god, she was
never on my liking list.) Anyway, I persuaded mama into
hitting Plaza Singapura for My School Rocks Competition.
Dancing has always been my passion, except for the fact that
I do not dance in public. *giggles*

We were at the Clemeti MRT station where I was busy looking
at the estates. I caught a malay guy pretending to READ the
bloody directory (MRT) whom in the end I decided to check
him out. He walked past us and stops nearby where there are
SMALL, YOUNG and ACT CUTE malay girls who are busy giggling
throughout. In the train was hilarious. There was an old man
whose polo-tee was being strucked by blue threads. This is
a fashion crisis, I tell you. Anyone caught with loose threads
on their shirts is a total humiliation. I then, tapped on
his arm and pointed,
"Hey, there's a loose thread on your back."

He helplessly try to pull it off, but I came to his rescue again.
I pulled the strand, and it became even longer! I chuckled
and 'cut' of the thread with my grip.

"Opps. There's still some extra over here.."

..and I hid in in his collar. The old man
laughed along and said thanks after this remark,
"Must've been the label. haha."

After the whole dramatic event, I was caught in
an another dumb scene. This rather obese woman,
picked up her call and proudly chatted on the
phone, LOUDLY making the whole cabin stared at
her in disbelief. My sister kept on giggling
while I had to swallow down my laughter. She
(ACTION BAGUS) complaining about her maid on
the phone to another (probably) LOUD speaker.
Seriously, her voice was rockish, her attitude
simply sucked and she was trying to make things
in her household more convenient when she was the
MAJOR PROBLEM. I said to my mum,
"Ma, staff sergant."
She nodded but retorted,
"Yang tukang kasi drill la."
I smiled and added,
"GOH! haha. Guard of Honor."

When we dropped at Raffles for the Red-Line, I
spotted the guy at the Clementi Station again. This
time, he was directly beside me! We were in the same
cabin too. After alighted at Dhoby Ghaut for PlazaSing,
mama quickly asked,
"Eh? Where's the grey pants guy?"
I was dumbstruck.
"Which guy ma? The one in white shirt?"
My mum nodded confidently,
"Ahh, that one. He kept on looking at you from the
Clementi Station until this station!"
I hid my smile and replied,
"Oh. Yeah, I know."

Spectacular huh? Never in my life I have noticed such
obvious stares with my mum knowing it. I had fun
yesterday too, with my beloved aunt along. She shared
me her secrets, which are still unknown to her daughter.
(My cousin, aye.)

PHEW!

2007-09-06T23:33:00.000+08:00

Just got back from Marina Square GV, and I managed
to catch Ratatouille. A must-watch movie readers, and
I can assure you that you will enjoy the whole movie.
It is tastingly funny and inspirational, I would call it.
Especially the first scene where the aliens were supposed
to abduct the main character. (after the rat, that is.)
Another funniest part was, when the whole rodents family
teamed up to help the rat in cooking for Mr.Ego. Man,
to summarise this up, I enjoyed everything.

& yes. I have yet to freshen myself up aye. *snorts*

Anyway, today was great. Had laughters that almost
cause certain listeners to go DEAF and my megawatt
smile. Fadz sent me some songs today via bluetooth,
and we chatted on NCC happenings.

I am getting fatter each day, to tomorrow I have
decided to carry out the usual morning run.
Should I? I have difficulties trying to wake
myself up at 5.30am sharp. Maybe being seventeen
ain't as easy as I thought. I tend to get tired
easily and almost spent the rest of my days being
braindead.

Oh, and one more thing. Last night, I had this
oh-so-wonderful dream of THAT BANNNNGGGLLLAA
became my boyfriend. Okay, more precise, the
love of my life. (EWW! I know.. I know..)
And the worst part was, I was pampered
by him. In school, he even gave me a kiss
on the cheeks meanwhile me, pretending
as if nothing had happened, replied his
kiss. It is nauseating, come to think of it.
How come I did not dreamt of ANYBODY WHOM
I REALLY HAVE MY EYES ON? And dreaming about
him - The last person whom I had in mind? Or
maybe NOT EVER listed in my diary.
Thank god it was only a dream. Put a sock
in it people. NO fairytale, purely nightmare.

G-G-R (no, not angry.)

2007-09-05T12:10:00.000+08:00

My drawer was being invaded by monstrous cotton wools
yesterday. I spotted one on the floor at first, and when
I tracked down the source, my drawer's the culprit!
My sister threw them all in without my acknowledgement.

We went swimming too, yesterday. Had an awesome time with
mama and sister. Mama and I took the (frigging!) yellow
slide, which was faster than the blue slide at my swimming
pool area, and the ones at Wild Wild Wet!
What surprised me the most was, there were few people
yesterday, my favourite training pool was intruded by
three malay boys (nice bodied-hunk but looks younger.)
and a va-va-voom, malay lifeguard! How I ogled like
nobody's business! No. There's another stupidest thing.
There were a group of minahs, who wore revealing
swimsuits and sat (I repeat, SAT) on the wall edges of
the Lazy pool. "Do people normally go to pools just
to show off their bare bodies or swim?" - was one of
the questions that makes me ponder till now. Aww, come on.
You people may think, 'Am I jealous or something?' right?
Well, let me get this straight. Why would I? Maybe they
are daring enough to show their flesh unlike me, who
is more to the modest side. I am not jealous, it is not
like as if they have SOMETHING to SHOW anyway. *winks*

The ride back home was quite fun. (school) I spoke
in a way that all my sentences rhymed! Okay, maybe
I shall include one verse. The part where Akif
went furious on a man with tattoos on his neck
who absent-mindedly cut our queue. Akif kept on
murmuring his anger when I interrupted,
" Kalau Akif dah naik hantu,
Satu badan ada tattoo. "
And that made Akif giggled non-stop. I was not
even AWARE that my sentences rhymed, when all
my motive was to prove a point. We had to
re-enact the scene to Harith, since his
aura was not with us before that.

In the end, I will rate both of my days 7/10.
Tomorrow marks the last of any remedials!
Can I not be any happier? At 6pm, I will
be heading to VivoCity to watch RAT-TAT-TOO-EE
with my family and relatives! Yes, the BIG GANG (:
I know. *moans* Brainstorm on what to wear.

BORED TO THE FULLEST.

2007-09-04T08:59:00.000+08:00

Sorry if my entries are a total bore. Nothing
has been excellent, except for the fact that
the fasting month is just around the corner.
Next week is going to be my prelims! So, sorry
gig friends! The 8th of september's gig had
to be cancelled. Everybody's busy with ongoing
exams. I am waiting for the perfect madness to
end! Which is on the 6th of november, my last
paper, D&T and Written paper for Science.

After that, guessed what?

Party of course! Party, party and more gigs!
I know, how heavenly right? Maybe on the
night itself after my last paper, I shall
dye my hair purple/blue! I want to look
different, seriously. In a way that it will
make it hard for others to recognise me.
Funny though. I have yet to plan on my
time to study. Instead, I already planned
every details for the aftermath!

My funny man..

2007-09-04T08:40:00.000+08:00

My friend, toyol smsed me early in the morning
panickly. This happened twice, once was during the june
holidays and now the september holidays! Here's the
scoop: (pictures on it, which I think he's going to
sue me after this.)

THIS IS BY THE FAMOUS TOYOL. (in order, alternately.)
His, mine, his.. mine.. so on and so forth.

Pardon me for the sexy crack on my phone! I think I got
it injured when I was sitting on the gallery. And
with my FATS to die for? Well, the output is
this.

boring entry. sorry.

2007-09-02T23:10:00.000+08:00

The unhalal tidbits Akif brought.

Akif was being super kind by giving away goodies for
the 'hungry ghosts'. I skipped happily towards him
and got to find out that those sweets contained
gelatin in it. No wonder he acted generously by
giving it to the chinese and the indians students.

-END OF PART 1-

Saturday Happenings

More of a late night happening. I went to Changi Village
to grab some meals there before heading to Changi for
the usual family 'tonning'. Never in my life
I have seen so many campers at Changi, where toilets
are way beyond the deserted areas, and concretes with
sea cockroaches. (transparent ones, aye.) Fadz and I
enjoyed ourselves once again. He bought me drinks,
which was super nice of him, and we confabulated
like nobody's business. We had a rollicking time
competing in our swings challenge, him jumping
while me coming to a halt. We even sang out loud,
despite the fact that everybody's watching us.
The greatest part was, while we proudly showcased
our swinging talents, a big group of mats
stopped and view our dramatic acts! (yes, yes I know.
We're not only smart but talented as well. haha.)

It is tiresome, know. I slept in the car soundly
and mama even had to do the wake-up call for me.
What a relief, I did not eject any expired saliva.
(Direct translation: Air liur basi.)

-END OF PART 2-

Emotional Outbreak: Because of O levels, I am
restricted to go here.. there.. anywhere.

Confession?

2007-09-01T09:07:00.000+08:00

Let me kindly show you how much I have destroyed the inner
part of my school diary. It has never been easy, trying to
drain all my ideas out just to literally, draw. I even
got overdue, past the brain expiry date. However, I still
hope if I could make an album of my secondary 5 life.
This, is my oh-not-so-nice album. Very simple, yet
expressive.

"Boredom chose to tag me no matter how hard I tried to avoid it." - Ilpapa

And there's the part during our Aces Day cum Teacher's Day celebration.
It was an occasion from the hell, where we had to walked around the neighbourhood.
If only we were to run (which Akif had suggested) we will behave like
some massive stampedes. The celebration was a waste. I did enjoyed myself
singing to the songs and sitting beside two graduated students! My twin,
and My Siti! Both, very insane but easy to be controlled.

I was banned from using the internet for two days. Only god knows why.
But, I managed to sneak to blog this. Sorry, writing tempts me.
I have this mole on my palm and my wrist, which I think, signifies
my love for writing?

Anyway, tech-geeks! Remember to check out Suntec City for PC show!
Not to worry, I am a tech-geek too. I am just helpfully reminding
myself, in case it slipped off my mind after my (LAST!) tuition
with my cousin.

"I am fat. Enough said." - Ilpapa.

nothing.

2007-08-29T23:12:00.000+08:00

Very upset. I could not spot the mars at first and yesterday, I did not
even KNOW there was an eclipse going on! I, am waiting to be a witness
for the next major eclipse. A must.

And so, I have decided to purchase the Strawberry Strudel instead.
Hoped the teachers loved every bite of it.

I think.. no. I believe that I am gaining a lot of weight. Getting
faaaattttteeeerrrr (gosh, the word hurts.) now. And whoa? I am
desperate into losing it.

Well yeah. This entry is brief and chaotic.

OHNO!

2007-08-28T20:34:00.000+08:00

I cannot believe that I am fretting over a piece of cake. I sounded
bossy, wanted all the best and the riches of creams, ignoring
other people's opinions. So now, I am in a messed-up state,
trying to figure out what to buy for the teachers on Teacher's Day.

Can I crash Ritz tomorrow and purchase the Strudels there? Or
should I stick to buying Royal Chocolate at Polar? The nearest
Ritz franchise is at Bukit Timah, where I had hoped it would be
a lot more nearer. Should I guys? What are your opinions? Okay.
I must have been a very terrible person just now, after school.
To confirm things up, I shall print out menus on these and let the
whole class see.

Oh please, enlighten me.

Remind myself to bring along tidbits for our quarantine session
at the AVA room tomorrow! Oh one more thing. Devagi is a nice person.
(:

PAPA

2007-08-27T18:44:00.001+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA! ((:
Love you cargoloads! He's the man who bought me gadgets
that I dreamed of, showered me lots of items that
are related to technology. We share the same interest,
music, IT and D&T.

a short note: please, stop acting cute. You sucked at it.
(Referring to somebody who must not be named.)

New tantrums.

2007-08-27T18:00:00.003+08:00

Quite frustated with my mama, who tries to conquer the whole karaoke.
Ahh, let her be. She kept on pestering me with, "Gini macam kau nak
bawak aku gi karaoke?" When I tried to explain that the fact that
karaoke-ing at Party World will be totally different since the
facilities there are WAY better! She is like purposely
making my temperature rise when she knows I am fasting.

Oh, today was prelim. Had our english paper one and two done.
Section one, for paper one, I picked a question, 'Walls'.
Honestly speaking, I did not follow any format teacher has
given me. The part where you have to reach to a climax and
then the solution. I.. did not. I just could not see the
link, by having a climax and then a proper ending. All my
stories are very mysterious and ehem, emotional.
I am serious! This 'walls' topic was actually a person,
who is being enclosed with four square blocks. Definitely
the prison. Ring any bells? He pictured himself with the
walls, their friendship, since he is loner. He wrote this,
as a dedication to the 'walls' as he is going to be released
five days later. I think the story's quite touching.

While counting the words, my english teacher took a glimpse
of my question. She lifted up the paper, looked at the
question while I stared blankly at her act. She smiled
at me after that. Oh well.

Just hoping that I will get a B for my english though. I need
to ace my language.

Sorry readers! Today's entry seems draggy. Maybe because my
stomach's growling like it is about bite some naughty asses.
Oh great. Another vulgarity.

Club rules apply.

2007-08-26T17:26:00.000+08:00

Nothing to be proud of but, finally, I have got the taste of
the pub-life. Loved the scene eventhough certain parts where
the people went chaotic. In our case, we had the hottest
spot, which we conquered mainly for well, Nazmi's band and
us.

Most performances are mainly on 'screamos' and trash metal,
which I am not very particular of. I enjoyed the rock bands.
Singapore needs to let this event happen more, let their
talents be showcased, right?

There was a time when Imah and I had to quest for victims to
buy the extra tickets. It was mad. We both had to be outspoken
and brave enough in order to win the battle. At Marina, we
cornered two girls, and asked them whether they are interested in
purchasing. They weren't, unfortunately. At the esplanade, while
the both of us are happily gobbling our ice-creams, I attacked
two emo-looking couple and asked the same question. DO you want
to know HOW I did that? Well, I showed them the STOP sign, making
both of the emokids startled. They thought I was trying to start a
scene! (cari pasal) We are friends now, since they both decided
to buy the tickets! Hmm.. looks like I have the potential to be
a promoter - much?

The bands are really wild. The last band was the most outstanding!
The second last band was the second, since the vocalist is really
talented. Imagine, having somebody to beatbox and screamo at the
same time! (no, that was one of my witty remarks.) And the last one,
the lead guitarist! He threw it up in the air, trying to make the last
stunt when he ended up.. guitar into half. It was sidesplitting and
very dumb of him to risk his 'baby'.

Oh, and a secret between Imah and me, I think Zuhir is really cute (:

Last friday was whacked too. Before our focussed test commenced, Matt
and I have this habit of gesturing one another. We weren't cheating of
course, since we smart people think cheating is insanely dumb. After
our 2nd focussed test, he showed me a piece of paper which he (I think)
is considered as a masterpiece. I will upload the pictures here though.
(My writings are in purple and orange. The rest are his.)

Secret's revealed.

2007-08-22T21:11:00.000+08:00

I raided Harith's sacred diary yesterday. Indeed, he asked for it,
since I would not have invaded into his personal affairs if he
had not been so secretive about it. Mysterious people often get on
my nerves. I would, eventually, try my best to dig out all the
unnecessary information, in which to me, I find it rather useful
for future usage. Well, in case he defies me or annoy me ever so
badly, I will use this against him. Smart, but very cunning.
He wrote about 8 points on new resolutions, which happen to
not have an effect on him. I managed to copy down only three,
before Akif called me over to help him un-bind his folio.

Just simply take note, his notes were being standardised with
'From today onwards..'.

1) From today onwards, I promise not to play Dota for 5 times
a week.

My remarks: 5 times a week? Can you imagine? What powers does Dota
have to attract players successfully?

2) From today onwards, I shall not waste anymore resources and
my minerals.

My remarks: At first glance, I thought he meant minerals as his,
well, you-know, something got to do with masturbation. He onani?
It must have been the eclipse if he were to do that.

3) From today onwards, I shall only watch the six to 7.30pm
programme only. & also hikmah.

My remarks: Impossible. Even I couldn't resist watching cartoons.

And, wait. There's more. Diva added this to my notes.

4) From today onwards, I shall not annoy anyone else for the
rest of my life, especially Devagi.

My remarks? Fat hope.

I laughed after reading her 'wishlist'. Bluntly speaking, peacemaking
between them both is not going to happen. Now, at least. Maybe when
they have grown older, and more mature, where Diva will be DIVA,
and Harith will be HARITH.

Birthday wish

2007-08-20T21:36:00.000+08:00

HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY DEVAGI! YOU, ROCK(:

to what extent?

2007-08-20T21:11:00.000+08:00

To what extent do I hate my English Oral performance today? To a very
large extent. I stuttered a lot, and I ummmm several times, I even
paused for 2 minutes to think and try and get what I want too express!
I said a polite sorry and the examiner said it is okay. It was
nerve-wrecking. I hate myself. For behaving like a FOOL!
Since I was about to cry, I was relieved after meeting Devagi. I get
to let it all out, despite the fact that it was already too late.
My face was red hot. And here I go again, repeating the phrase, I hate myself.

I have decided to sms Maryam and let my tensions out. Since she planned
to repair my necklace, I also have decided to well, break my fast outside.
And, even a short outing with her proved that she's the best twin. I became
the storyteller, and she listened. She is a great listener, trust me.
An outing with her, without us being LUNATICS? Impossible! We misbehaved!
Again! She is really nice. We broke our fast at Banquet, and we saw one
of the cast of 'Rahsia Perkahwinan.' We spent our time, enjoying the
delicious mee+milk+seaweed beehoon and her, claypot spicy something.
We confabulated, laughed and ate. We were full of (BLAHS!). The ending
of our NIVNING(night+evening) was completey whacked. I took a flyer and
then, tried to find a victim. I passed the flyer to the OTHER passer-by,
which is a BANG-lllaaa who was busy handling his phone. I think he is
making a call or something. I then scurried over to maryam, who was
swallowing her laughter! I even bumped into another Bang-lllaaa! It was
darn funny. After apologizing, I ran towards maryam who was already
half-way towards laughing her ass out! I joined her, ignoring the fact
that there were spectators! It was seriously funny! See? She has made me
forget about my earlier depression! How I loved my twin! (:
I will try to save up for our next outing sister! Till next time!

An outing to die for?

2007-08-19T01:05:00.000+08:00

180807 marks the day where the twins had an awesome outing.
(Oh, before I start, I just would like to point out that
I will be editing the blogskin again.) Anyway, back to my
happenings. We seized the day by starting off with shopping!
She wanted to get a bandana of her own for floorball, so we
hit the bustling life of Far East. We tried out different
shades, check out similar hotstuffs and well, we misbehaved.
Our outing was never fun without.. us being lunatics! We laughed
almost at every corner of the mall! We were completely crackbrained.
We bought ice-creams (Hers:Sweetcorn, mine:Chocolate ripple) and
surveyed the shops there. There was one point where I mistook
somebody with the same hairdo as Sheikh Haikel. It turned out
that she is a mother of two kids. (Gosh, call that embarassing.) We
then bought some gifts for her friends, or should I call them,
August Babies. In short, Far East outing was a blast.

We crashed the bay for the fireworks. But before that, we both
had a date at 2HOT halal cafe. She ordered some pasta, while I
ordered the Chicken Madagascar with Ubon. When the cute waiter
took our order, I did not mentioned the 'Ubon' part. I stopped.
He chuckles and noted down my order. While waiting, my twin
snapped some pictures. That was when we found out that her shirt
blends in with the cafe's table cloth! We shared our food most
of the time, me cutting pieces for her, and her giving me those
prawns.

After filling our stomach, we bought some junkfoods for the
fireworks. We met some students from our school, (me:current, hers:ex)
and yes, I hated it when I bumped into schoolkids. Oh, we booked a
spot near the ever-vomiting merlion. Our to-do list: Snap millions
of photos. We did, only it does not exceed millions. I explored her
Digicam, not knowing that she does not know what does the MENU do.
We took 16-continuous frames, laughing out loud like nobody's business.
The best part was, we both had to control our bladder before the fireworks
so badly! I knew I looked constipated the entire time. Despite all the
weak-bladder problem, she still made me laughed, rather sickly, ignoring
the spectators all around us.

After the oh-ness and the wow-ness of the fireworks, we scurried towards
Boat Quay Macdonalds to meet my mum and relatives. I kept on clinging to
her bag to prevent us from being lost. Near the fullerton was nauseating.
There were different odours, pushers and well, lanes. I climbed out of the walkway,
towards the one that are being covered with chains. (Singapore River.)
Maryam followed suit, and laughed. She actually meant a different thing
before my move. She told me to move to the end, not climb out! Well, the
climbing was helpful wasn't it, twin?

We hit the toilets at Macdonalds. The queue was darn long, and the daring
aunties infront of us, make use of the gents! The males are really lucky
people, since I think they only took around 3 seconds to dispose. Females,
are a bit of a hassle. Anyway, we headed home after eating. Papa offered
to drive us back home. Overall, 180807 was marvelous. Thanks cargoloads, Twin(:

YOU THREW MY GUTS OUT!

2007-08-16T23:18:00.000+08:00

Today was entirely sidesplitting, before school, during school, during
our english period and especially after-school curriculum, our physics
remedial! We had our Battle Of The Words part II, and this time there
were great competitors. We have Akif, Harith, Diva and I on the list.
We debated on how annoying and egomaniacal Harith appeared to be.
He provoked Diva badly, so I decided to chip in. Akif was the next
uninvited contestant. It was clamorous.

Another even was when we were in the library. I started it off
with me insisting on exchanging seats with 'Small-eyed babe'.
I barked at him, with remarks like, "I am trying to help you
expand your social circle with - her." OR, "You both are self
-absorbed. So, be best friends!" He kept on protesting, which
turned out to be highly unsuccessful. *HEE HAWW* Because simple,
when you battling your words, you have to be very spontaneous.
It is like oral examination you see. I then annoyed Akif,
"Your badge senget! Haha! Macam.. that you-know-who!"
(Sorry, names HAVE to be anonymous.) "You both, are suited."
We battled a lot, but sadly, I sort of forgot the details.
It was hilarious, trust me. Oh, and another one. Harith
was busy trying to mock someone from our class, when I
pointed out, "GOSH HARITH. DO something that you are
talented at. Like, this.(Showing him the small-eyes)"
Damn, if only I took the whole video of it.

We left the library at 5pm. While walking, we passed the
librarian's desk. She pointed out, "Boy, empty your
pockets. TO check whether there are books in there."
I laughed hysterically! Pockets? Books? Haha!
School pockets are FAR SMALLER. What books can you
actually coupe? NOTHING OF THAT SORT! I loved
today, seriously. I knew my face was HOT RED
the whole of today. Guys, we are lunatics.
We are comedic geeks. And I loved it. (:

Kids are hating me.

2007-08-15T18:23:00.000+08:00

An applause for the trio who had succeeded in making her hate them.
They did pointed out CLEARLY that they hated her
by abandoning her. Well, we are being nice here. We gave her the
freedom she wanted. *snorts* Anyway, today Badak Air asked several
doltish questions. She asked, "What is Badak Makan Anaknya?"
(A peribahasa.) That set across laughters from the two orang minyak,
goldfish, Beyonce and Pocong. Because, *nudge-nudge* only the 5N
students know why. We have been labelling her as Badak Air all along,
and when she brought up the question, it was unbelievable! Minyak went,
"Kau perasan tak? Apa maksudnya tanya soalan gitu? Entah-entah memang
betul dia related." *Haha* Very, very amusing.

I had shown my tantrums again today, being super weak and super
annoyed since I was fasting. I ignored almost every being, even
my partner. I did my own doodlings. To express my gratitude
to my school diary and the fullscape cardboard, I will post
some of the doodlings here. Be honoured, fellow papers.

(In school diary.)

(Back of fullscape pad.)

There will be more puerile drawings, trust me. And I will keep you
people informed. Like most people will say, Boredom Kills. In my
case, I will still agree to that stand, however drawing overcomes
my boredom. Sometimes.

There is another photo which I took today after school. The boys were
busy toying with the soldering iron, when I recklessly decided to
snap a photo of them. It looked like some gay hostel but no, this
is just for gags. Like the usuals, fooling around fills my empty
stomach.

Well readers, what can you infer from the picture? Please let me know
your opinions. You may share it with me through my email which is,
bananayana_july@hotmail.com or
drop me comments on the tagboard! Okay? have a nice day!

Another funny story.

2007-08-14T22:40:00.001+08:00

Just a quick one, my cousin came to my house today to visit nenek.
At night, while I was busy playing the computer, friendster-hopping
and Msning, my cousin would bent himself nearer to the computer to
check out the profiles that I am viewing. Since most of the profiles
viewed are on girls, he seems interested. He even nudged me to check
whether I know the user or not. It was funny, since I knew none.

He multi-tasked, staring at my computer screen while playing Ps2 with
my brother. When he was about to pack up and leave, he sort of massage
or did something to my brother's leg. He rubbed it hard, and I heard
laughters. I then heard, "Eh, biar betul! Ini bulu ke benang?"
Accompanied with another laughter. I started blankly at my Msn window.
He then placed it on my handphone. "Nah Yan, ambik ni. Simpan buat souvenir."
Then I squinted my eyes to check on the object. My brother remarked, "Kau simpan,
kau minum, jadi pass o levels." I threw the object at my cousin and exclaimed,
"EWW!" IT WAS A HAIR. (Bulus!) *chuckles* Damn, it was hilarious. (:

The rating sucks.

2007-08-13T20:46:00.000+08:00

I scored a sucky B3 for my malay O levels. Pretty much convincing to
me since I hardly studied. (Malay? Study? What for?) That is the mindset
in every malay students. You have to study eventhough it is based on your
knowledge and your language. Quite interesting, that I managed to achieve
Distinction for my Oral. Hoping that I can maintain the samee for my written
ones. (And, english oral next week.) What could be any worse? I am willing
to study extremely hard for my malay and get what I wanted my marks
to be. Papa kind of objected me into retaking the paper. He told me that
if I wanted that A, I should have done better from the start.

I broke my fast today, since I happened to be really weak. When I reached home,
I detected this painful migraine till I had to consume drugs. (Panadols.)

Oh, remember the musical, KING & I which I have told you about? I could have
slept throughout the show. It was darn boring, to me. Only certain parts appeared
interesting, like the comedics and the songs. The musical was well, great, just
not as amazing as I thought it would be. It is not like I do not understand the
story-line, I do. Certain parts were discarded, like war scenes. I demand
for WAR SCENES, I need more actions to make me attentive. Overall, I enjoyed it.
So, casts, do not sue me. I still enjoyed the show(:

Nothing rocks, but you.

2007-08-10T12:05:00.000+08:00

My oh my, do you know that I recently went to sentosa? (only like yesterday.)
Yes, I will upload SOME of the photos here, to express my love on 9th of august.
It was, simply record-breaking. We woke up early in the morning to get ready
for papa's family day at Sentosa. At noon, we crashed the city of Singa, to
view the beautiful fireworks. Late at night, we holla-red West Coast Park
for the playgrounds! Damn, it was tiring.

Well, must have been the vibes that have made me lazy to type the rest here.
Photos describes a thousand words, so please fasten your seat belts and
enjoy the ride (:

First let me introduce you Tanjong beach..

Then, yellow-shirt lunatic, along with her family, invaded the beaches of Sentosa..

They female species, had to hunt for their survival, thus, they roamed
Sentosa, looking for victims.. Transportation was an accessibility back then.
There were skyrides, to hunt for birds, Luge, to track down the deers, and
the Skytower, to get a wider view of our habitats..

END OF PART 1.

Oh, anyway, Happy 42nd birthday island-ku! We had the best seatings ever.
Our family and relatives annoyed this policeman(corporal) after what he
did to us. It was seriously unforgettable. They made some tongue-in-cheek
remarks that made both families laughed uncontrollably. I took some
photos of the scene but it turned out blur. There were apache(s) making stunts
on air(they did not do 360 degree turn though.). And the opening, where NurulAini
was on the speedboat. This year, they really made use of the sea, A LOT.

END OF PART 2.

Yes! We were starving after it had ended! We wanted to hit lau pa sat but
there were throngs of famine people there. We hit west coast, and WOW the
same bloody thing. We then holla-red the park (Mac) and played the equips.
Fadz and I were having this usual 'date' of ours, talking poppycocks, and
annoying other passer-bys with our recorded 'hey beautiful' whistle.
While eating, there was some gig nearby - from the frogs. It was well,
unentertaining. :(

GOSSH. And me double-tasking my whole event smsing Dann. Only HE and GOD
knows how scared I was during the skyride. Luge was my favourite, since
I have interests in (racing?) driving.

Wadda?

2007-08-08T00:13:00.001+08:00

I did not expect most girls to actually appreciate barbies. Especially
girls from my mother tongue class. Well, probably it is a good sign.
Anyway, today was exhausting. I had to re-run my 2.4km, a new darn long
route which I have NEVER surveyed before. My timing sucked I tell you.
17.04s. And my teacher loudly exclaimed that I must get 14mins and below.
Initially my timing was 15.35s. Gosh. Think I must train myself hard during
this one week break.

What surprised me was, susukman and I began to confabulate. It was a
miracle, I tell you. It all started with me exclaiming, "ALAMAK! Aku
macam mau berak ah." Out loud after our PE warm up. The malay boys
looked at me and laughed. Susukman chuckled and from there, we started
talking like the usuals. I think, today was great too. I had fun screaming
along to the new National's Day songs, with that deep bapok voice and
certain parts with opera voice. I remarked, "Eh guys! Let's sing Oprah(winfrey)!"
And that set laughters across our table. Harith was simply annoying today,
being a rebel and sang horribly opera-ish. Gladly enough, it was entertaining.
GOSHH. It was brutally sidesplitting! We were really high and I loved
the sight of our faces glowing red hot to swallow the laughters.(:

QUOTE of the day: "Television has proved that people will look at anything rather than each other."

DOUBLE THE YEAY!

2007-08-06T21:01:00.000+08:00

Today was hilarious! I brought Barbie to school to model for
my artefact. I took her out for a breathe of the air, since she
must have been suffocating in my bag. When I took her out, this
was what happened during our Pastoral Care lesson:

Barbie was being murdered. No way, she is my role model. This is just a scene
from our famous ILLUSI episode. We also carried out breast enlargement for her
since we think she REALLY needs it. We were busy laughing our ass out when our form teacher was busy reprimanding and scolding our class!So, okay, she is still safe in my hands people.

Another bundle of photos were taken in the bus, on our way home. Akif helped
a lot in the photo-takings, but I really liked this one from him:

It was sidesplitting! Even with me fasting, I misbehaved! Barbie made me do it.
She possessed my mind, into camwhoring along with her. The other passengers
stared at us like we are a bunch of crooks. And I loved that kind of
'special' attention. Oh, I took this photo of barbie which I really, really
loved the most among all:

It is as if she is taking a picture of herself with her hand blocking the lense.
I know, nothing can defeat the TRIO's madness (: GOSSHH, I must
remind myself to download arab songs tomorrow for Harith.

GOSHH.

2007-08-05T14:42:00.000+08:00

Guessed what? This may sounds fur-ekky, but this year it seems
like I hardly attended any concerts. In comparison with the past
years, which I have attended almost every concert in town, from
famous boybands to local's production. And this year, (pretty much
a more err, civilised.) I am attending a Musical on the 11th.
Yesterday was whacked, my boisterious blood revived when I tapped
to the Rock Metal beats from Sweden at Esplanade, Baybeats. There
were great crowds, misbehaving, carrying one another up in the air,
wild pushers and goers, and well, the Ilyana's Party-Aura is back (:
Honestly speaking, it did not hurts to ogle at guys last night, even
with my mother's company. She understands the way modern teenagers
live and party despite her hatred for head-banging musics. It is not
easy to find a substitute to replace her absence. I love her, infinite.

OH! Hot news. I spotted Mr.Kebabman while tip-toeing! Goshh! It was darn
obvious that it was him, since well, I was very observant last night. I saw
Danielle's Hottie, the drummer from Singapore Poly. (In that drama he was
called 'Dani'.) And, yes. There were malays everywhere! In short,
Singapura which was once known as Temasek, was back. Sad to say, I believed
that all these dummies went to watch the fireworks. But, too bad yesterday's
rehearsal was just a HALF one. (Aww..)

GOSHH again, mama and I crapped once more. I recall telling her about
ang mohs being super tall and super cute. She chipped in, telling me
all her teenagers stories of wearing super revealing clothes but
not as wild as those teenagers nowadays. Goshh, I could not believe my
ears. She then confessed that even old Japanese hags, approached her
and asked, "Are you mixed?" She replied "Yes." Darn. My mum told me
that she is pretty unsure whether she is mixed with a teensy bit of
Portugese blood. I told her, maybe yes, since last time our forefathers
are pilgrims/immigrants. But, it is confirmed that I am a mixture of
Indian and Chinese Sarawak(Kadazan) (: I then asked her what does my
sister looks like? She said, "She looked like a chinese." I smiled.
"So mama, what about me? Since last time people kept on saying that you
looked like a mixed breed of Arab and Portugese." My mama smiled reassuringly.
"If you were to dab that make-up, make your nose sharper and dye your hair,
people will think you're Eurasian." (And guessed what? I was proud. Haha.)
I then confided her into teaching me the styles of make-up (:

I WORE LITTLE FAKEY-FAKEY EYELASHIES YESTERDAY! Darn, it was troublesome.

MAP-READING!

2007-08-02T23:34:00.000+08:00

(: I am very delighted today, after scanning through my map during
lessons, trying to find places around Singapore, that I am unknown
of. My chemistry lab partner looked at me puzzled, and asked, "Why
are you reading a map?" Well, I told him that I have decided to
explore certain places in Singapore, so I must know the area roughly.
I wanted to explore the North, like Bukit Panjang for example. But,
that will have to wait till my O levels are officially over. (Please
be reminded that I will be announcing it here!)

Anyway, I was (super) restless today. I think I spent most of the
school hours, being sleepy. I had a hard-time trying to concentrate
in class, I did my SBQ unwillingly and obtained 1/6 marks. My humanities
teacher screamed at me after she had marked it. My english teacher was
the other problem. She called me a Hyena Warrior. Since I accidently
laughed out loud when I looked at Diva's screwdriver. Everybody in
class was staring at me. (like a piece of shit kan?) *GRR*
I shall end it nicely, Have you noticed the difference in me lately?
Getting tired and all easily. I slacked often, despite that the Prelims
are drawing near. What am I thinking? Oh, I know. Commit suicide (:

Saturday night fever.

2007-07-29T00:31:00.000+08:00

You know, I am just back from the esplanade, viewing the NDP rehearsal.
And why named it Saturday Night Fever? Simple. I see too many people,
with too many attitudes, styles and well, in short, too many boys.
I ogled, honestly speaking. But rolled my eyes most of the time.
Since I was with my mum, mind you. (: But she knows me too well.
I did declared to her today about what type of BOYFIE I want.
I told her, "I want badan GUIDE punyer ma!" (after we had our
tuition. Kak An was chilling with us.) "Eii! Kau tak pernah
bilang mama kau nak! Tibe-tibe jer!" . So I chuckled, "Alahh.
Nice what. Secure tau. That's why kalau keluar, I always look at
those dummies with chest. Fooh, cair beb." Kak An and mama laughed.
"Eww! Badan guide tak lawalah! Harap badan besar, 'itu' kecik. Haha!"
I stared at my mum. "Mama! Aper ni! That one I know lah! Tapi bukan
yang macam olympic punyer orang! giler ke? Itu I phobia tau! Tengok,
loya tekak. I nak yang macam sederhana lah. Kalau matair kurus kedengkik,
maut. Gitu mau jaga aku? Hahaha." My mum laughed again. "Ah, macam Aaron?
Oh, mama faham-faham.." Then we broke into laughters, discussing about
boys & men. Damn, we had fun confabulating.

Well, back to the esplanade. I bumped into Syafiqah! (Ex-JWSS currenty in
MI.) She was the one who, "Eh Ilyana!" first. I stopped on my tracks, and
rewind my steps saying, "I heard 'eh, ilyana.'" I looked and ya, it's her!
I salam-ed her and said, "Hi! I'm with my mama laa." She nodded. Whoa, she is
really pretty (: I persistently nudged my mother to stop invading into
places that are overpopulated with MATS & MINAHS. Which was why I spent most
of the time, rolling my eyes and pinching my nose to get rid of that
beer stench and cigarette smoke.

We then holla at West Coast Hawker Centre to tuppau the famous Sup Tulang.
I bought this handy-dandy Ben & jerry's mini sized tub inclusive of
a mini spoon at 7-eleven. I had fun talking to mama. We were busy waiting
for the order to be ready so we both had the mama & daughter poppycocks.
We laughed out loud ignoring the lookers and customers. I noticed something.
Why, on earth, everytime when I am out with my mother, girls (yes, them.)
will give me this LOOK like gosh-trying to-act-sweet-with-your-mum? or lady-
don't-you-ever-catch-my-guy's-attention. I am darn pissed, frankly speaking.
Please people, stop this atrocity okay? It would not get you anywhere.
Mama and I even discussed about 'remaja sekarang dengan pergaulan bebas.'
I am thankful that I am not in that list of people. (: I still know my limits.

So, to summarise the whole event, I rated it as 8.5/10. It was great,
you know. Me talking to mama, hugged mama, went to Jurong Hill to view the scenery,
and took a picture of 'The Tower Of Pisa.' *snorts* That is a secret between
mama and me (:

Hey something.

2007-07-26T16:54:00.000+08:00

Nothing happened for the past few days! Except for me getting unreasonable
marks for my focussed tests which initially, I thought I was bound to
fail. Well, I scored an unexpected 16.5/25 for physics, that hamster's
paper 14/25 while english, 21/25. Oh, and a 32/40 for my English Prelim
Oral. Okay, this may appear normal to you, but having a sluggard like me
who ended up with such results, is obviously unfair. (to my friends that is.)
Anyway, Allah Bless, I am much appreciated, in which to say if I studied, I
could have scored better marks. (:

Enough blabbering about me. Let us get on with today's happenings. We went
to NTUC to surveyed Akif's healthier choice of foods. Oh, and for your
bloody information, SaSa at Jurong Point is closed. Which means, no more
buying of fake eyelashes! (Oh no.) We strolled along the aisle for ice-creams
when - DONG! - Ben & Jerry's. One of the Wall's ice cream promoter offered
us some finger-licking ice cream. I was busy searching for Wall's Chocolate Haven
when she interrupted me and asked, "Have you tasted one?" (offered me the
ice-cream again.) I nodded, "Yes. Had one." And she smiled reassuringly,
"Wow, you are very honest. Good.." (LOL.) I hardly paid any attention to
her anyway. (:

So now, I am eagerly waiting for my papa to wake up and bring us somewhere.
Anywhere BUT here, so long as it is FAR FAR AWAY from jurong west street 81!
My oh my, one last thing. I cannot stop humming to Westlife's 'I lay my love
on you'. I know, this song is such a legend, that maybe only people from
the Third-World are listening to it. (Kidding guys.) I am not sure who I should
lay my love on though. Just hoping that humming it would not make me a victim
of the Avian Flu. (Get it? LAY MY LOVE ON YOU? LAY=CHICKENS=FLU? NO? GOSH. You
guys must be pretty dense.)

OOKAY! This time is for real. My last one. I just went to the washroom to
urm, well dispose my waste. After the necessary cleaning and washing, I
wanted to flush it off when I accidentally looked at the product. (My waste.)
It resembles, well, the ice-cream that the aunty offered me today. Only,
this time it was a lot more 'bonded' in a sense that.. haha. Nevermind.
You guys should be disgusted by now. *snorts*

D&T FOCUSSED TEST TOMORROW!

CAN!

2007-07-23T20:36:00.000+08:00

I cachinnated, while making an attempt to shed my tears. That annoying
mighty-eyed secondary two boy participated in the Story Telling Competition!
When he first walk across the stage, I grinned and clapped my hands loudly.
I cheered and scoffed at the same time, nudging my friends and fidgeting on
my seat. It was not much of an exhilarating event until.. " Good afternoon.."
Until we get to hear his squeaky yet sengau's voice! IT WAS SIDESPLITTING
I TELL YOU! The trio kept on guffawing silently just because Mr.DetentionMan
was standing there stiffly, trying to grab misbehaving students. (OMGOMG!)
Seriously man, if you were to be in my shoes, knowing about this SEC2 boy,
you will crack up. Since we could not get ourselves to burst into laughter,
we had to sink it in and hide it from Mr.DetentionMan's killer eyes. I was all
teary-eyed, 'pfff-ed' while laughing, took out my spectacles and pretended to wipe
the lenses when my motive was actually to wipe away my tears. I mocked his
speech silently, making Akif laughed uncontrollably. Haha, I cannot help it.
Today's assembly was a BLAST.

And then, yesterday. It was my mama's birthday right? We reconciled.
I know, getting my emotions flaring is not going to benefit me. When
I glanced at her on sunday morning (hummed 'sunday morning rain is faling..')
I felt a pang of guilt within me. My visions went blurred. I cried.
So I resort to hug her and kiss her Happy Birthday. She was surprised.
We began talking, and papa sent me to madrasah since it is raining.
I gave in. I apologised to her once more. " Ma, I'm sorry. "

I treated her Ben & Jerry's! With my aunty and cousin along. I treated my
aunty sempena her birthday on the 6th of july. Ice creams are like, $25.
And I am dying to buy that Ben & Jerry's Tee at $38.00. I will save up for it (:
Imah and I had our goofy outing alone, abadoning the rest. We tried out
every single perfumes, smell the goodness of it, laughed, then we tried
out different shades, laughed, I acted out as a KARIPAP with a shawl and a
shade, and we laughed. We make use a lot of our nose yesterday. TO smell.
I had fun (: I bought this fake eyelash at SaSa! And when we got home,
my mum was so eager to try it on after me. "Eh, cepatlah try, mama pun nak!"
LOL. "Mama ambik yang lagi satu lah! I cuma try satu jer per." "Tak nak. Mama
nak yang kau punyer." Then we laughed. I was busy talking on the phone with
Qamarul when.. "Yan, besok belikan mama eh yang macam gini punyer." Super LOL.

Oh, during our trip back home, we could not find the ladies. We had to control
our bladder from bugis to boon lay. But, with my constipated look, my mama
decided to drop at jurong east to crash the toilets. We ran from the escalator!
Like a scene from the Amazing Race. & It was hilarious! (Hahaha.) Well,
yes. Obviously, I had an excellent sunday (:

ANGRY.

2007-07-21T20:18:00.000+08:00

Angry, with? My mum. Tomorrow is her 42nd birthday. And, me being
very unapologetic and outraged, would not WISH her and kiss her
Happy Birthday Mama, like I usually do. Let me get this straight.
It is not my fault this time. I have been apologising for so
many times, but now she was the one who started it. I do not care.
Our silent treatment can go as FAR as next week. I, in short,
loathe her. Sad to say, but I will make her hate this eventful
birthday of hers'. Never in a million years, have I hated her
this much. *GRR*

I LOVE TODAY!

2007-07-21T11:47:00.000+08:00

I LOVE TODAY! Sort, of. Although I preferred to have the bands perform
instead of the soloists. Well, because of time constraints, WE did not have
the time to watch 3 more performance! (FUCK. FUCK.)

&, we took a lot of photos today. Using my camera, and more of Mr Ng's.
Oh, we had a great number of people who turned up for RHD in school.
Only, like ELEVEN over THIRTY-THREE who attended. Pathetic number.
And how many took the focussed test? 6 cheerful people sat for it. SIX.
How, on earth you expect me to enjoy myself totally? Like, 8 out of 10.
We studied in smaller groups, and I can shout out answers easily without
having to compete with SOME PEOPLE. Anyway, interested viewers, you can take
a sneak peek at the photos through my friendster. No worries, mine's not
private (:

Well, now since I have Khaliq's photo, I can happily show my mother how
cute and adorable he is. I will force my mama to rate him and spread
this exciting news ONLINE! Oh, I love my meaness.

RHD!

2007-07-20T00:28:00.000+08:00

RACIAL HARMONY! I am extra excited, since I will be wearing this
Punjab Suit from India. Remind myself to bring along digicam to
snap all the fun events! I hope it will be a blast, in line with our
Singathon (: So people. dress to please. And be rowdy! This might
be the LAST TIME we celebrate RHD in school, know.

MOUSE.

2007-07-17T18:37:00.000+08:00

I hate this squeaky mouse of mine, make my life so frigging
difficult! I had to re-adjust the mouse everytime I were to
move and click it. Very, very annoying.

Anyway, we had our Physical Education today. I am very PROUD
to announce that I will be getting a GOLD for my NAFA test.
In which, I believe I can do much better if I were to be
more thinner and less heavier. *snorts* PE lesson was
totally fab. Our teacher introduced us teh traditional
games, since this friday we will be celebrating Racial Harmony.
(& I will be wearing Sha-la-la's Punjab!) I have tried it on
just now, after my bath. I went out, modelled infront of my
mama. She thinks that it looks good. Thanks Sha-la-la (:

Back to our PE lesson, we made use of zero point's rubberbands
for skipping instead. It has been ages since I last touched it.
I recall winning first in place for skipping competition under
the GROUP'S version. And second, for individual. Oh how I loved
my childhood days. You know, the more thinner and sportier Ilyana.
After getting sick of skipping, we crashed chapteh next. I managed
to make a quadraplet kick. Then, me and Harith decided to have the
chapteh passed. A few minutes later, we played as a big group.
There was once where Akif got so anxious, he slid and fell gracefully!
It was hilarious. This was the utmost fun PE lesson of the year.
We laughed our ass out, showing all sorts of styles to hit the chapteh,
and scolding Diva to stop using her hands! I never played chapteh like
this before, know. Which was why, I decided to post an entry on it.
Like most tertiary students would say, "Cherish the moments you have in
your last year." (: Because it will never be the same, without my
cuckoo buddies.

Our english teacher had a good nag at us today. I hardly paid any
attention to her since I have been holding grudges towards all my teachers
this year. (ooh, wicked.) And, I just hate naggings. Parental and teachers.
It is just as worse as listening to trance or metal songs. (HAHA.)

Naughty us.

2007-07-16T19:47:00.000+08:00

Had our O level MT LC today, at 5.00pm. Songs that were played
is still dancing in my mind right now. I grooved and hummed along
during the long wait. Singers like, Taufik Batisah, Hady Mirza,
Gwen Stefani, a little introduction of FizaO from Sleeq and
Imran Ajmain's Seribu tahun! In short, I was entertained.

After the whole thing had ended, the trio walked towards the interchange,
and me punching the letters to Hafiz's messages. Harith and Akif
annoyed the rest of the walkers, which is our own malay members, with
their Arab Song. When we spotted Ning Baizura, with her bandaged leg,
we giggled. We imitated, "Selagi ada cinta dihaKtiku.." and laughed.
We then walked quickly towards the traffic light to avoid throngs
of workers since it is the peak-hours. While waiting for the Green man,
a bus came to a halt and ALMOST majority of the workers alighted there.
Our traffic light became so clogged with them around. The trio thought
that the scene was rather stomach-tickling, so we laughed once more.
Then, I could not remember who planned on this but he said, "Eh, why
don't we act as if we're hurrying? Macam Kiasu. Sengaja langgar orang."
So I nodded and agreed. When it turned green, I scurriedly past the
pedestrians, ignoring their agitated faces and politeness. Like a
snake, I slid in-between, leaning my left hand effortlessly on air,
like a KARIPAPA and made my way through without, 'EXCUSING'
myself. I am unpolished right? Well, it was only an act. My friends
laughed hysterically! They thought I did not mean it when I say "OK.".
A bunch of comedians, eh?

Harith was a lot funnier I tell you. I came to school today bringing
that BUM EQUIP plastic bag which looks like a helmet bag. He asked,
"Where did you get it?" And I replied, " Well, BUM of course."
"BUM? How come when I bought the socks I didn't get any?"
"BODOH! Haha! You expect to get one just by purchasing a pair of socks!
Pathetic! Hahahaha!"

Yes. Moral of the story: Buy more socks to get that bag next time (:

2007-07-16T00:58:00.000+08:00

Full of shits. This Whatever Drink contains Whatever you want? At that
point of time, I need barbie to cheer me up. How come my wishes are not
granted? I need you-know-who to cheer me up, but where was he? I need
Harith to reply my smses so that I will be less bored. How come that
did not happened as well? Anyway, sorry readers if I happen to put
this anonymous guy labelled as you-know-who or he-who-shall-not-be-named.
(Sounded like Harry Potter's Lord Voldermort don't you think?) He
shall still be my secret by hook or by crook (:

Speaking about Harry Potter, have you people catched his latest movie?
Harry Potter and the Order Of the Phoenix? I was greatly disappointed
as it did not turn out as EXCELLENT as I had expected so far. The
previous movies had been a blast. This year, in my opinion, most movies
that I had watched so far, sucked. You call this a Box-Office? Why Potter?
J.K Rowling has made it so magical and perfect in the book. How come
the movie have lesser actions than the previous batches? I enjoyed the
line, "OOh. Dumbledore, he's got style." The theatre laughed.
Magical words like 'petificus totales' and 'expecto patronum' was
repeated. The start of the movie, Harry was being confronted by his
Kebab-cousin. Then, blah-blah, it was actually the Dementors who
had caused the bad weather. More spells like, 'magenta' and the
several repeats of 'expelliarmus', I knew it by then, most of the
spells are repeated. I only take note of, 'magenta', 'bombarda...'
and 'letchmanen!' a spell used by Professor Snape in trying
to get Harry control his thoughts. Okay, not to condemn the movie
so badly, I just thought that it is 3 out of 5 stars kind of thing. (:

Oh, and we are going to have this LC exam tomorrow. Pardon me, eardrums.
I have to dig deeper for more petroleum, baby.

RECAP FOR THE WEEK!

2007-07-13T19:08:00.000+08:00

Have not been blogging for a week, people! How ungrateful of me.
And, I even took the extra initiative to recap the happenings for
this week in school today! After Focused Test, I slide open my HP,
and noted down the crazy moments in school. So here you go people,
this is going to be super long, but I assure you that it will be
worth reading and making your eyes tangled.

The rest of the days are only filled with the usual THEM-ANNOY-ME
with the you-know-who tales. I think, I have to start with thursday,
since that was the day I had been extra-cautioned and fully awake
during chemistry lesson.

THURSDAY!

I had a draggy night, eventhough I slept early the day before. The climatic
change has been very nauseating. I had to sleep without my covers on,
having bites and scratches and the mighty hot-hot-hot weather. If you
say the fan is working, gawd, you have got to be pulling my leg.

Thursday morning was a bore, since we were supposed to attend chemistry
lessons in the wee hours and tolerate the piercing voice of hers for
two periods. My daily chemmie routine, is to mind my own business by
doddling, singing, and destroying my textbook. I hardly pay any atention
during my lessons now. I was busy tapping my feet on the floor when..
" AHH! OHMYGOD! LIPAS! " I muttered out of breath. My lab partner was
puzzled by my behaviour. So, I told him. He, was being very defensive,
trying to find the cockroach for me. I got goosebumps all over me.
Two of it went past our area, and I shuddered because it was * brings
index finger and thumb together to measure * that big! Our lab was
filled with girls shrieking and boisterous laughters from others.
Imagine, having your chemistry lab being invaded by FAT COCKROACHES!

That same day, we went back to the classroom to carry on with the
rest of the subjects. That no-eyelids lady decided to migrate to
our site without OUR (Okay, my) permission! Outraged as I was, I
decided to throw a bitch-fit. (acting) I said " OHMYGOD. Looks like
we have a new member! Wait. Does she have an invitation? " and all
that sort of mean remarks. My friends, kept on nudging me to stop
since they think I have gone too far. Oh well.

I irritated that annoying big eyed secondary two student of mine!
He laughed ( half-squatted down) when he saw me and my mesmerising eyes.
*Snorts* I love myself.

FRIDAY!

We had our temperature-check during assembly. I borrowed Devagi's
Harry Potter and the half-blood Prince! Anyway, our first two
periods was another mighty blow off. Mr Know-It-All and Mrs Know-It-All,
( Harith & Devagi ) were both engaged in the physics experiment. However,
Mr Slacker and Mrs Slacker ( Akif & I ) decided to entertain our emotions.
We were restless throughout. I flirted with Guo Liang, destroyed Akif's
masterpiece of an arab singer ( by erasing and redraw her arm ).
Oh, the hot news. Our teacher fainted! Literally, he did not. It was a false
alarm. Benjamin actually took the chair to sit without informing our
teacher! Our teacher, unaware of his surroundings, fell off and landed with
a loud THUD! He was sick the whole day, pity him.

And Harith was being super cunning, made use of the WMP sound effects
to give false impressions on people. Vincent scurried over to our table
just because he heard Harith playing something in the Data-Logger. It is
actually sound effects that sounded like games. Vincent must have been
badly insulted. *cheeky laugh*

I was off my rocker before focused test today. The trio went to the library
to get the breeze there. We sat on hidden tables where no one can actually see
what we are doing. Harith told me something about masturbation and I retorted.
I began to elaborate and act out the whole scene! I know, the drama mama. It was
hilarious I tell you. Then these two lower secondary students interrupted
our merriment by shouting and pushing one another. I screamed at them,
" EHHHKKK! EHHHHH BOY! " And gave them my mesmerising big eyes! The Indian
boy did not want to admit his mistakes. I screamed 'EH' again, and this time
his chinese friend looked at me, firghtened and slightly distracted by my stare.
It was PRICELESS, the hilarity of us being together as one. (:

LOVE TODAY! Part 2.

2007-07-07T23:40:00.000+08:00

Went to school, late today for D&T. Fortunately, our teacher was not
there to inspect us. Speaking of our teacher, we MET him at Harbourfront
today! Yes, after school, I went home, change and went out again with
Akif, Guo Liang, Sabri and Nasrun. Our motive was to buy some D&T
circuits, LEDS for our project. We then ate at the nearby hawker
centre where Mr.Dito look-alike was not there.

Guo Liang and Akif accompanied me to Vivo, as I have been aiming
a bag with the brand ANIMAL. Very sexy stuff. Today's outing was
incredibly fun. Very mature and well, childish at certain points.
Bought my mother's bag at Motive, surveyed the clothes at Zara,
Esprit, Topshop, and even Tangs. We had our laughs at the skygarden,
Animal Shop and Daiso. I dropped my handphone on the floor with a
mighty THUD. I, being dumb screamed, " OHNO! CALL THE PARAMEDICS! "
Yes, simply describe me as CRAZY. With only the three of us, we still
can laugh our ass out kan? We have proven to Harith that we are
better off even without him there to make things funny. We, are funny
ourselves. (:

Oh, suddenly my long lost irdk friend missed call me claiming
that we used to chat with one another before. Oh well, whatever lahh.

PARDON ME FOR THE SUCKY OUTPUT!

LOVE TODAY!

2007-07-07T01:07:00.000+08:00

Akif brought the B squared to school for us to see and rate. He
even included two mean entries of two mean people. (Sadly, they
still can't win us. We're MEANER.) Anyway, we had our focused test
today after school. Before focused test, it was darn enjoyable.
Harith started on this KARIPAP who wants to propose to
another KARIPAP. He chatted something regarding the
lingerie of their's when suddenly he came out with a poem.
Traditionally, malays have this habit of starting off with
poems before allowing the groom to enter to the bride's territory.
Harith said something sbout it, and he totally sucked at it.
It does not rhymed at all! Akif and I laughed our ass out.
I then, being rather competitive spontaneously answered his poem.
It goes like this: ( IN BAHASA MELAYU!)

ILYANA( In bapok's voice): I pergi, ke pasar serbaneka.
Pergi makan kari, dengan masala.
Coli I, bukannya murah..

And this came to a point where I got stuck. Akif came to my rescue
and end it off with..

AKIF( In bapok's voice): Harganya berjuta-juta!

And obviously, we broke into laughters once again. See? I
am trying my best to cherish the time I have with them.
I loved being with them. And, even after secondary life,
we promised to still remain in contact with each other.
No one, I say, NO ONE, CAN BE THEIR ALTERNATIVE.

Late at night, I went to NIGHT SAFARI! Gosh, I was damn excited
eventhough it is my second time. I did not snap a lot of photos.
I took videos. Told you friday night has always been GREAT (:

INTRODUCTION.

BABI OH BABI!

THEM! WITH THE GHOST-FOG (or idk what you call it.)

Oh, and malang tidak berbau. Nyaris-nyaris kereta kita dilanda kemalangan.
Blame that fucking cab. Irresponsible and impatient. *Hmphs*

(Oh. Mama asked, "Nak beli KEDS atau BEG ANIMAL?")

HAHA!

2007-07-05T21:00:00.000+08:00

This is nothing to be proud of, but FHAWK, I was so rude today to Diva!
I snapped her off a lot of times, unable to let her end her sentences,
with my scornful remarks. She asked me, " What is that thing? " She asked.
" Uhh, stuffs? " sarcastically answered. " No that black thing. " Again.
" I DON'T know. And I DON'T care. " I replied. My tone was VERY MEAN.
And then, she whispered to Akif, " What's up with Ilyana? Siao ah? "
I overheard. " WHAT! I think you're more siao than me. " She smirked,
" STOP EAVESDROPPING WILL YOU! " . I rolled my eyes and entertain my
own emotions. Well, I just happen to be more bitchier and I am
sick of confabulating with the girls in my class. (:

The Trio stayed back after school to complete our holiday homework
which was overdued. I was braindead the whole day today, sleeping
during chemistry lessons, silent treatment with Diva, forget the formulas
to Math questions, Social Studies, Geography, and worse, Essay Writing
for english! So, I stayed back to complete the task. We had a good laugh
today. Laughed about this KP secondary two guy from our school. He is
so RUDE and annoying. I think his eyes is as big as Ida's. Or maybe..
more BIGGER and WHITER. He shouted vulgar words at me! In tamil.
Simply annoying right? Fret not, he will be in our BURN BOOK soon.
( like the mean girls? got it? ) Even his friend labelled him as GILA BABI.

Our gossiping went beyond what we expected. We started poppycocking. (Crapping)

ILYANA: KURANG AJAR SIAK TU BUDAK.
AKIF: Haha. Ah-ah seh. Punyalah cepat dia maki kau.
HARITH: Haha! Korang perasan tak mata dia masa dia terperanjat tadi?
AKIF: Oh! Yang mase Ilyana takutkan dia eh? Haha!
ILYANA: Haha! Ada-ada! Besar siot! Hahaha!
HARITH/AKIF: Dah lah jalan macam pompuan. Mata punyalah besar.
Macam Ida. Haha.
ILYANA: Lagi besar dari Ida punya pun. Haha.
HARITH/AKIF: Boleh menang mata paling terbesar seh!
ILYANA: Masuk itu, Mata Paling Terbesar Idol. Haha.
HARITH/AKIF: Haha! Ada tiga perserta tengah audition.
Serene mula-mula masuk. Judge tanye, "Why do you think you can
be the next Mata Paling Besar Idol?" ! Haha!
ILYANA: Hahaha! Dahlah mata sepet.
AKIF: She cuba bukak mata eh, tapi tak boleh. Susah sangat.
She participate pun kerana prize, menang make-up. Haha.
ILYANA/HARITH: Hahaha!
HARITH: Ida? Boleh buat. Dari besar, semakin besar. Haha.
EE! Macam one minute of fame! Kene tahan satu minit!
Mata berair seh! Haha!
ILYANA: Hahaha! Then the KP? (imitate his shocking action.)
He masuk jer, tengok judge terus mata terbeliak! haha!
AKIF/HARITH: Haha! Ah-ah! Besar maut siaa. Kelakar giler.
Belum pape dia dah besarkan mata dulu.
ILYANA: Judges will say, "You're going to HOLLYWOOD!"
AKIF/HARITH/ILYANA: *LAUGHED UNCONTROLLABLY*

& there is more to where that came from.

Harith liked the idea of my, 'going to hollywood' thing. That set
laughters among us. The juniors all looked at us, puzzled even
the mats under the void deck. We sure grabbed a lot of attention
even at the interchange! See, the happy-go-lucky trio. (:

A natural selenger.

2007-07-04T18:45:00.000+08:00

Today was radical. I snapped Diva for the first time just because she
agitated me with her 'Are-YOU-Blur-Or-Sleepy-When-Doing-This?' kind of
question. I got a careless mistake on this math paper one. Diva wanted
to refer to my answers when she spotted the silly mistake. " ILYANA!
You didn't see the 3.1 litres is it? " I was taken aback. " WHAT? " I turned
and stared at her. She nagged at me, for being careless and not knowing
that it is actually darn simple. So, I got sick of her naggings, so I
shut her up. " HEY! Shut up lah you. At least I've tried okay, it's not
like I leave it BLANK or something! " She was SHOCKED, like wholly stunned.
I bit my lip after that, feeling a pang of gulit. Thanks to Akif who has been
enjoying our drama, laughed out loud. Because of that, I smiled at Diva
and let out a short chuckle. I am seventeen and one day, yet I am already
bitching.

Harith and Akif kept on provoking me with stupid remarks of you-know-who.
They accused me of being a flirt, going out with different boys, getting
intimate (NOT ME OKEH!) and giving false hopes on guys. Such idiots.
Harith! YOU OUGHT TO READ THIS! You both been VERY naughty lately.
And very mean towards me too.

Oh! And Akif, the dumb blonde. His pair of school shoes was stolen this
morning and he had to rush to get an extra pair from his distant cousin.
Which is, kind of pitiful because of all the days and years, why must it be
today and this year? No wonder he was uptight when I saw him this morning
banging his bag and file (: He bought new school shoes today after school.
We stayed back to resit for our summary. Akif and I ate in the canteen.
(He ate HORFUN & 3 TUNA SANDWICHES. I ate 2 PAUS while reading a novel.)
At around 2.40pm, Akif signalled to us to get ready. I packed up my
stuffs while he went towards the canteen walkway. I stood up and giggled.
Akif was so confident to get back to class early, without leaving
anything behind, I suppose? He did! And it was his brand new shoe carrier.
Sabri and I exchanged looks and I giggled once more. Akif was annoyed with
our behavior. He kept on calling us to move faster. Sabri pointed to the
carrier while I smiled sarcastically. Akif still did not get the idea.
We then laughed and pointed, "YOUR SHOES LAH!" and he scurriedly collected
it and heaved a sigh of relief. "Phew. I just bought it siaa. If not, wasted."
I carried on laughing and shrieked, "SELENGE SIAA!" out loud. Funny la he. :D

ME!

2007-07-03T16:20:00.000+08:00

Thanks for the surprise gift, guys! And, Akif's birthday song for me (:
In Ning Baizura's mode, know. Everything went so fast. From Harith's incident
of being contaminated by the mynah's droppings to our rugby assessment and
to the fight during recess time today. There were slappings and screamings.
StupidStupid malay boys.

I had fun today! Laughing my ass extra-out, giggling uncontrollably, smiling
gleefully, announcing my 17th birthday, expressing my gratitude, sang along,
and slacked one whole day! 3rd of July was the day we slacked, the entire
day! Thanks people (: I am waiting for more wishes from others. A wish will do.
It will make my day. Seriously.

MY WILL.

2007-07-02T13:36:00.000+08:00

HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Grant it please?

The 17th year old, nettlesome, roaring and puerile. Her wishes to meet
Barbie up-close was achieved, as she can easily spot one at any department
stores. She heard insults from people, who hated the way she mixes around
with boys in her class. How Barbie Society would not last and hurtful remarks
on my physical apperance. She believed that these people involved, should
get their own life and mind their own beeswax. They, in addition, should
purchase a duct tape (those for wires!) and seal their mouths in order stop
them from blabbering. Behold! The Chairman of Barbie Society and Admin Head
of 5N1 for going-to-be 5 years (:

How it began:

For starters, it began with my mama and papa. I do not take up Biology,
so it is not worth explaining. Grew up hopeless and totally different from
her siblings, I knew I was crackbrained. I have made full use of this
disability, and make the minds of others affected. I remember playing
spacewars and supersoakers with my brother. I recall being a mother
to my sister when we played 'masak-masak' and me being tolerable to her.
I am a happy kid. Living a happy life, taking happy tests and exams and -
OH FUCK! O LEVELS! Damndamn :(

How I first started making friends in class/school:

Terry sat behind me. And we chatted. Sabri, cracked some silly jokes
and we chatted. Billy remembered me from his primary school, XNPS, and
we chatted. The social circle was soon spread out and yes, I was a happy kid.
After school, Harith and I (known each other since Pri 1.), decided to
stay back after school to explore the stalls. I started out by, speaking
in different slangs (Indian, chinese, Eurasian and Hermione-style). Akif,
who sat nearby laughed at our direction. Since then, we approached him and
now we are known as THE TRIO. Or.. momok. Akif: Beyonce, Harith: Anak Buduk
and Ilyana: Mins-Tapered. Respectively it means, Cik pon, Toyol and pocong.
We have our own codes, and laughs. We are unique. Till now and maybe next
few years, we will still be BEST OF CUCKOO FRIENDS (:

My first crush:

On my own classmate. He knew about it too. It is funny telling you
people this, now. And then came the Yishun Guy. And the guy younger
than me. Aww.. cute memories. Then, it came to a point where I met more
friends, participate in activities and write songs! (:

Appreciation to:

My mother, who have taught me well, given me hopes and encouragement,
being a great mother and a BEST GIRLFRIEND, shopping, spending our time
together, share our deepest thoughts, smiling, laughing, crying.. In short,
I love her (:

My father, who have taught me well, given me support to improve in
my studies to be a better person, bought me stuffs related to Technology,
being a great companion and a GOOD FATHER, sharing ideas & IT knowledge.
In short, I love him (:

And special thanks to Abang and Adik, for being there when I needed you (:

I wanted to cry.

2007-06-29T20:22:00.000+08:00

I still could not figure it out whether I was darn nervous or was
I just lost for words. I stumbled a lot during my passage reading,
but managed to get the hang of it after a while. My conversation
was entirely boring. (To me.) As a matter-of-fact, I did made
them laugh, but based on sincerity? Not. I could not find the
right WORDS to describe something, and I used one english word:
Artefact. (Fuck, okay? I want distinctions.) I do not know
what has got into me. I just sucked.

My so-called best word would be: 'terkongkong'. Correct or not?
Shit. I WANTED TO CRY like, a lot. For not doing my best. I did
not want perfection you see, I just wanted the best. But still,
I completely blew it off.

'Seandainya, Tuhan sahaja yang lebih memahami perasaanku ini.'

Tetapi, apakah daya. Peluang ini yang semata-mata membolehkanku
mendapat gred yang bagus, telah dilontar jauh. Harith, telah
memesan, apa yang lepas, lepaskan. Usahlah kita memikirkannya
lagi. Kini, apa yang sedang aku nanti-nantikan adalah keputusan
bagi Bahasa Melayu yang akan diedar pada bulan ogos. Sampai
disitulah, aku akan berhenti berharap. ( Aww.. jiwanglah.. )

BEST LAH EYY.

2007-06-27T22:26:00.000+08:00

Today was quite a moody event of the month. Imagine me, sleep deprived
from yesterday's conversation on MSN with Fendi. He is the most hyper
active asshole online, besides Ramdan and abangku, Jon. I barely
had enough rest, since I slept like 3 am in the wee hours in the
morning. I was restless in school at certain duration. I was high
and mighty during two free physics periods. I was dead during D&T
lesson and after-school artefact-making. I am sure I concentrated
on my math paper one mock test today. I must train myself in order
to achieve the stamina.

During malay lesson, cikgu decided to test our skills on malay oral,
since ours is on this friday and we are being exempted from sitting
for the focused test! (TWO FOCUSED TEST, mind you.) I went out
when it was my turn to be tested. Cikgu asked, " Ilyana, tahun lepas
untuk N level oral dapat gred apa? ". And I replied, " Distinction. "
" Jadi, perlu ambil ini ujian atau tidak? Cikgu rasa tidak payahlah. "
" Har? Ambil sahajalah. Haha. " ( And I stuttered a lot too. )
" Saya rasa awak tidak ada masalah. " I smiled, " Oh. Okey. "
I must watch Detik tomorrow. To brush up on my vocabulary for Malay.
Sometimes, during the conversation, I tend to search for words,
translating from english to malay. However, this method is strictly
not advisable. Oh well.

Harith was being super galling today after school. I was so darn pissed,
thinking of ways to let karma take over. We had a battle of words. And,
I had fun provoking him. Both of us wins I guess. We both have sardonic
remarks on each other. And, you know he does not like to admit defeat.
Neither do I. (HAHA.)

Oh, I must search for my old photo albums! Akif and Harith brought theirs
and this time it is my turn to make it even! No, odd since there's like
three of us. *chuckles*

Imagine this.

2007-06-27T00:16:00.000+08:00

I have promised you readers to post my results up here right?
So here goes nothing. Had our meet-the-parents session today.
Take some precautions people, this results may hurt your sight.

ENGLISH: E8
MALAY: A2
MATHEMATICS: F9
SCIENCE(PHY, CHEM): C6
COMBINED HUMANITIES(S, G): D7
DESIGN & TECHNOLOGY: A1
PHYSICAL EDUCATION: (end of year)

TOTAL: 330.5/600 CLASS POSITION: 9/33
PERCENTAGE: 55.1 LEVEL POSITION: 10/89
CONDUCT: VERY GOOD (Imagine how 5N1 slacked badly).

L1R4 AGGREGATE: 24 L1R5 AGGREGATE: 33 ATTENDANCE: 93/93

COMMENTS: Ilyana is a polite, helpful and hardworking pupil.
She has performed her duties well as the class administration
head. There is still room for improvement in her grades. Focus
on your studies during the holidays and aim for better results.

Okay, for the faint-hearted, it is all over now. You can open your
eyes, WIDE. My comments are so fake, worse than any celebrities
with silicon boobs on. Polite? Please. And if I am hardworking,
how can I possibly obtain such lousy results? Sometimes, my
form teacher is too kind and lenient. *hmphs* However, I will
definitely SCORE A LOT BETTER FOR MY PRELIMS and O LEVELS. Eh?
How come? Well, It is because I am willing to learn from my mistakes
and push myself harder to concentrate. Just wait and see people.
It could be a huge surprise. (:

(teachers have been saying that I behaved well in class. Is that so?)

OH-OKAY.

2007-06-24T11:27:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday dear Fadzly! My 15 year old zaniest cousin, and
along comes Imah after him. Imah and I are both crazy, but
sometimes I think my craziness exaggerates. (HAHA.)
Anyway, as per usual, you know the routine. I had to get
my homeworks done up to the very-last-minute. There are
piles of it, mind you. Yesterday I stayed up till 1am
to complete my SEQ, which is like 4 more to go! (Whoa?)

Yesterday, I brainstormed a lot. I listened to The Cab,
and started acting out the lyrics. Besides that, I can
actually make up a story, combining all the different
songs. That is, if I am in the mood to do so. Oh!
regarding last thursday's tutoring. An gave me this
fortune cookie. I excitedly break it open and POOF!
my fortune says, " Happy news is on the way to you. "
So, I have been thinking, if this happens for real,
what would it be? Something to do with LOVE? Or,
FRIENDSHIP? Maybe, RESULTS? Or, the closing of JWSS?
Oh man! I will be effing glad! (HAHA!) But then again,
who cares? Fortune Cookies enjoy screwing people. Not
like me, enjoying screwing my artefact together for
D&T. *rub eyes*

Anyway, I miss EmoGuy. Anybody remembered him?
I know I do, and Ida knows it too. (:

Very seductive.

2007-06-23T11:43:00.000+08:00

Everlast pumps are so seductive, especially the one in red.
I thought of buying the red one instead, after much hesitation
of picking and modelling infront of the mirror. The red ones
totally stands out among the rest and caught my eye. However,
mama's taste overcomed mine, and without any negotiations, I
decided to pick her colour, grey.

Before that, I met Nadiah at the Jurong East Entertainment Centre!
I kind of have this unsettling feeling of somebody's watching me.
So, I did the smartest thing just by looking up and TA-DAH! It was
Nadiah! And I waved excitedly to her. Happy, know.

Yesterday was the usual friday night - Mum&Daughter's special. We
went out and shopped. We went to Tangs, and I exclaimed enthusiastically,
M.A.C! Barbie supports M.A.C, and even how expensive M.A.C is, I vowed
to myself to own it. After working, that is. I do not want to burden my
mama (: Oh, and I had fun ogling too. Friday nights has always been great.

BOREDOM KILLS.

2007-06-22T00:38:00.000+08:00

I am bored. Now. Before, I tonned with Noh here. talking about
Fairies and Poly Life. We confabulated on bands, and on what
kind of instruments and genres. We discussed about D&T.
And me, getting all pissed and fhawked up with my rotting life,
can't help but smile gleefully because tomorrow marks the LAST
of our 9am to 4pm madness.

Dee, we have the same taste and this sounds so fucking magical
because we have the same 'yana-s' in us. Our current blogskin
are identical. Believe it or not, the Yana-Dei's aura is on.
(HAHA.) Sorry guys, nothing much to laugh about! I am
restless. Tired of talking too much just now.

Naughty, you.

2007-06-20T23:31:00.000+08:00

"Bzzz-bzzz." What was that? Oh, a late-night message from Harith.
It had this 'Guess what happened' annoying way of smsing. I, hate
surprises. Okay maybe sometimes at a time like this. I guessed something
quite relevant and logical. I guessed Khai. He might be harassing Harith
again, know. Harith then said something like, a family event. So I
simply guessed, "The Bapok!" I exclaimed. This time, I hit the target.
Okay, make this clear, let us call Bapoks, Fairy/ies instead. It sounded
more offensive to the Americans but not all Singaporeans uses it.

Anyway, went to survey the flea market with my mum. Very dull and boring.
Nothing to say hey about. I had to suffer constipation just
because of over-eating and not able to dispose my waste. I had an
unsucessful search for guavas to help me with easier sewage problems.
Fuck the bananas, since it was SUPPOSED to help my dietry fibre like
the guava does. This time, no matter how many bananas I ate, nothing
helps! And if this Fruit Tree juice is not going to help me any further,
I am going to slice open my stomach and dig out all the waste. Even that
silly tapeworm. Make it stop squirming. That is where I think flabs
originated from. Urgh, you deadly little worm.

There's school tomorrow! (Oh, wow!) And, tuition with An.
And, another meet-up with Noh regarding my D&T.
I'm going to be flat-tyred tomorrow.

NO TITLE!

2007-06-20T18:43:00.000+08:00

So Kilaha, like my NEW blogskin now? This time there are dates and
days as well, for better reference. Anyway, yesterday was whacked.
We three went home for our 2 hours break. As usual, we took a bus
ride home together. Before Harith's stop, he told me something.
(Sorry, this happened in Suria language.) Our conversation:

Harith: Eh, tekankan bell.

Ilyana: Oh, ah-ah. ( and happily leaned back to her seat.)

Harith & Akif: *guffawed*

Ilyana: ( Not knowing what had happened, she just laughed too.)

Harith: ILYANA!( *cheeky laugh* ) Tekankan bell lah!

Ilyana: ( *quickly presses the bell* ) Huh? Apasal korang ketawa hah?
Kau kan yang tunjuk lepas tuh kata,'Eh, ada seagull!'?

Harith: Kat sini mana ada seagulls! Kau pekak kaper? ( *laughs* )

Akif: ( *Laughs uncontrollably* ) Ilyana.. Ilyana..

-End of madness-

So, there. My selenger-ness has awakens once more. Today,
nothing much. I just had a bad neck ache. I painted my
artefact the whole 5 hours! I hope it will turned out good.
Or else..

One more!

2007-06-19T00:00:00.000+08:00

I love papa too for being so caring and funny!
He has helped me with my d&t a lot.
Buying me motor, gears, bringing me home switches and more!

I love papa, for being my papa (:

Just a new look!

2007-06-18T23:40:00.001+08:00

Nothing to be proud of, again. I still adore my HEROINE blogskin.
Anyway, today's tutoring was great. I have done the assignments
An (Kak Yana) has told me to. We shared our boys stories again.
*cheeky laugh* And this time, we were rowdier. We switched on the
computer and showed her my friendster friends. She showed me hers
and I broke into laughters viewing this ACT GUNG-HO man from
her school. It was hilarious, I tell you. More like, creepy.
His muscles are just oversized. Call that, scary.

My mum and I shared our girls stories again! I rested my head
on her lap (romantic, know) and we confabulated. It felt great
telling her the truth. I told her everything about Dann, how I
get to know him and meet him. My mum knows me well too. At first
she was guessing, could it be the Fahmi guy? I told her, " Haha!
No mama. Ever since Fahmi got a girlfriend he forgot about me!
Lupa memberlah katakan. " She nodded. " Alah, budak-budak
sekarang. Memang gitulah. " She thinks it is okay that I have
outside friends. That is, if they are not TOO WILD and they respect
the elders. Mama even said that she do not mind boys accompanying
me to chill with her! So long as they are witty, respectful and
well, tolerable. Sometimes people could not tolerate our craps.
(My mother & I, of course.) My mother have great memory. And Dann,
look. Have I not proven to you, that women are far more smarter
than men? My mum recall you. And that Fahmi Guy. And other guys
that I have told her about. So, here's the deal. You lose, kan?

Yeah (: I love mama for being, my mama.

HAPPY PAPA'S DAY!

2007-06-17T12:10:00.000+08:00

Akif's BIG BUTT! (HAHAHAHAHA! He's going to hate me for posting this.)

Commonly used when cursing.

Ben & Jerry's, which was why I agreed to visit NZ. (the cows!)

To Barbie, with love.

Saturday.

2007-06-17T11:48:00.000+08:00

Fuck. Our most boring outings ever. I hate hate hate this outing.
Being with you guys was definitely okay, since we had a good laugh
about Akif's attitude, Matt's donald duck's voice and my WWW tales.
What I barely seen the excitement was our outing ways. We shopped
for AKif's Toy Train. And barely get to look at clothes. We indulged
into so many Barbie Stuffs. And we ate at Sengkang.

Another part was, the dismissal time. None of us were being decisive.
Akif decided to go home. While Matt and I eagerly agreed to go to
Esplanade for snapping season. That is, if Akif is enthusiastic like
we do. Too bad he was period with his decision and me, finding that
it is absolutely brainless to just the two of us snapping pictures,
I told them that I will tag along with my mum instead. So Matt,
emptilessly hearted went back home. (But before that he went to
IMM and treat himself Burger King!)

WE HAD FUN TRAVELLING. Everybody loved us. We broke the silence of
the MRT cabin, know. We sang, cracked nonsensicals and blabbered
loudly. Which was why, no matter how boring the plan was, I still
love my darlings.

I finally got a Barbie Bag to complete my Barbie Stuffs which is my
pencil case and my make up bag. The only thing left is, M.A.C!
Oh, I met this guy who looked like Dito from Hikmah. I only
caught his side-view photo. What a waste. And remember the lady
with the moustache guys? And the two CUTE CUTE CUTE GUYS who
kept looking at our direction? The one in blue especially! I, melted.

The Cab.

2007-06-15T23:36:00.000+08:00

Have you guys listened to The Cab? check them out on Myspace.
Their demo song, I'll Run is really nice to hear. Make use
of the search engine, people. Stop depending on me to put
the URL here. (HAHA.)

Anyway, one week of D&T was really exhausting. Especially
today. I had to run back and forth to cut that plastic
thing for Vacuum Forming. I had to redo it for like, 5 times!
Just because of one impatient old teacher, who did a foul like
four times. My last and the final one was done by Mr.Zaidi.
Thanks cikgu! *Grins* (I remember heaving a sigh of relief.)

Besides the crazy D&T-making, Harith, Akif and I had a great
time in-between breaks and the dismissal time. Our first two
days of the week was spent eating together outside. We had fun,
I know it. The laughters that produced was sincere. We sang to
Ning's voice again, substituing it into a tale. For exmaple,
Once Upon a time, there was this Karipap, who dropped his/her
undies/boxers/briefs into the toilet bowl. And when singing
Ning's voice, we editted the lyrics into.. " Seluar-Dalamku
jatuh di jamban.. " (chorus part) And Harith make use of the
first verse which was, " Telahku lakukan semuanya kasih.. "
In which to say that, after attempting to undo her mistake of
flushing her undies accidently, it is still fruitless.
It actually sounded more funnier when WE SANG IT out loud.
Our back-from-school hour was great because I even forgot to
buy my mum's newpapers after all that crazy antics.

Idk, but I think you people ought to be jealous of us.
Oh-oh, we're having an outing tomorrow! *cheers&claps*

What's our theme? It's UNMASK.

REMIX of everything!

2007-06-12T23:11:00.000+08:00

Sorry readers! I have not been updating lately, worse yet I have
not been switching on my computer for days! Today, I will try to
update the hot gossips that will make you guys addicted once more!
Okeh? *Smiles ever so wide that she thinks she is going to get a cramp
soon*

Here is the schedule:

FRIDAY.

We had a rollicking time last friday, where my cousin booked two
chalets initially and we had to sleep like sardines. Our chalet
was at Pasir Ris. Our first night was spent by us swimming in
their free pool, that have glass walls in certain areas. We
tend to get excited everytime we passed that area. WIth our
goggles on, we would wave and shrieked in delight underwater.
Passer-bys would looked at us weirdly, while some friendly ones
would return our wave. (some gave us flying kisses. LOL)
My mum told me, "Eh, if your pants are torn, beware. Don't
ever tempt yourself into swimming around the area. People
beneath can see what's inside." She meant me, of course.
Since I have this cute torn on my pants and my undies happens
to be zebra look-alike. At night, we ate at Changi Village.
After all the pleasure (ayam penyet!), we EXPLORED, yes explored
the coasts of Changi! Our family, the mums, dads and kids had
an excellent night. Even though after all those jasmine smell
and spooky sights. Trust me, you may never want to go there
ALONE. Fadzly and I had to guard at the back, even.

Since my dad was not there, we had no one to drive us. And,
one of Fadzly's uncle had to leave. So, when the rest are
happily taking a ride back home using cars, the teenagers
have to suffer by taking 89. Fadzly and I were the only
teens there. During the wait, we sort of misbehaved. We
talked and laughed loudly annoying others. Fadzly was
leaning on a lampost when suddenly... "Excuse me." A whisper.
I can barely HEAR what she - Oh wait. It was a GUY! A transex,
to be accurate. OHMYGOD! My wishes of dying to meet a KARIPAP
up-close hit the nail on the head! I swallowed back my laughter
and nudged Fadzly. "Fadz, people want to walk know." And
that GUY, smiled at me. He is just well, hot and sizzling. Sexy
white spaghetti straps and miniskirt, with heels! Okeh enough
condemning, it's their life anyway.

SATURDAY.

It was ESCAPETHEMEPARK DAY! I played all the rides this time.
And, I was superscared a first. But after a while, I get the
hang of it that thrill rides are ENJOYABLE. Especially Wet and
Wild. I took Viking, the turning thing (idk what. the one that
once you enters you'll see it.), go-karts (LOVE LOVE!), wet & wild,
and the rest of the thrill rides are closed. Viking I took 4 times,
turning thing and wet&wild twice, go-karts thrice. The rest I took
several times as well. Worth paying for, this time.

We had BBQ today. Where birthday songs are sang ( Fadzly-24th June,
My sister-11th June & me-3rd July). We played games and Imah BBQ like
mad. I am too tired to note what happened on that day. But here's the
hot stuffs: We slept at 4.30 am. We explored Pasir Ris! Only, the two
of us. Fadz was busy watching the ghost documentary. We tonn, and oh
dang! we met the teddy bear anugerah guy! He was with his buddies
at cheers. We then tonn at the pondok, having imah smsing while me
singing using Ning Baizura's imitation voice. Kassreal, the alamak-
gorgeous-anugerah-guy, walked past! I was too caught up singing that
I was not observant like Imah. (HAHA.)

SUNDAY!

The funniest day of all. We had our Wild Wild Wet day, but too bad
since I do not have enough sleep, I was restless. I did not took all
the rides like the last time. I took Ular-lah, and it suddenly
freaked me out. (Don't know why, but I am usually NOT SCARED of
all water thrill rides.) I took the dark-purple slide too. Was not
as scary as the Ular-lah. It is just pitch-dark. I did not took
Slide Up! The scariest slide of all. The one in blue and has a steep
slope. I recall riding it four times last time. I was restless remember?
And the migraine is killing me, BADLY. I slept at the verandah (or patio?)
for two to three hours! Imagine going to WWW, to sleep! At first, I slept
with four members of my family accompanying me. When I woke up at 5pm,
I was there alone! (Call that, embarrassing.) People must have looked and
laughed at me. Anyway, I managed to get the rest of my family members
noticed me. I then, went to join them.

THE HOT STUFFS AT WWW:

The workers should consider closing it for a day and clean the pools.
Why? This is because...

1) WTF. Can you imagine seeing the 'Tsunami' with less dense waste?
In leman terms, it's SHIT, floating on the surface of the pool.

2) WTF. At the jacuzzi, an unknown floating object. White in colour.
A lifeguard took the humongous net and took it away. I caught her.
I shrieked in malay, " EWWW! KOTEX LAH SEYY! " The other malay users
heard me and evacuate, err, more like scram from the pool.

For (1), I thought the lifeguards would take action. Hours later, we
hit 'Tsunami'. Our aim was to search for treasures. (money underwater)
When, Imah and I spotted the waste at the bottom of the pool near the
center area. (EWW.)

Lifeguard should wear slacks instead. Why?
This is because...

1) While swimming, Fadz mum asked, " Do you happen to spot anything
wrong with the lifeguard there? ". I shook my head. " His balls
are sticking out! " . I broke into laughters. Serious? OHMYGOD!
Even with myophia eyes, I squinted it and spot the shape there.
I told her I could not see clearly. Her reply was, " Go nearer just
to see clearly then! Hahaha! " Very subjective. She told one of
our family members, a young 7 year old to approach the lifeguard
and say, "Uncle, put your balls away." And guessed what? He did!
That lifeguard shamelessly stood up and adjusted it there.
When he passed our area, we giggled. He stared at us, lost for words.

So there. Happy now? I am still tired though. After all that laughing
in school. I have D&T lessons to finish on my artefact remember? It's from
9am to 4 pm mind you. TIRING and DRAGGY. But with Harith and Akif, they
both have made my days brighter and livier. We sang to Ning's beats, know.
Everything is so much fun with them around((:

Curses.

2007-06-06T22:58:00.000+08:00

Now, you have the rights to call me moonstruck. My fourth entry for the day.
Just because of that stupidstupid cockroach. I was about to take out my
SD adapter from my drawer when fuck! pop came out a lipas! I was shocked!
And, (okay, expected) I screamed. My first lady-voice scream too. (haha!)
I nearly make contact with it, know! Ewww, simply revolting. I quickly
took the shieldtox and sprayed that icky thing until I realised that
it had ran to idk where! (SHIT.) I am so going to sleep in the living
room today. I am quite sure that I have inhaled a lot of shieldtox in.
It is aching my nose. But not to worry, because it is going to be my
new superpowers! Like how? Easy. Like I told Jon:

"lol. nevermind, if i spot another lipas, I'll exhale & that'll set them to die instantly."

Seriously. I have goosebumps all over already. And, fat hope of me
sleeping soundly today. I am going to have wet dreams! Guaranteed,
plus COP.

3rd entry for today.

2007-06-06T20:27:00.000+08:00

Label me as moonstruck, on the loose or being shot on the head,
because today's self-appreciation day was a complete sucess.
I have gone to the library today, picking up the books that
caught my eyes instantly. I was upset when I could not find Leslie
Caroll's book except for - Temporary Insanity, again. But fret not,
I have found two good authors with titles that rocked my eye
sockets. Anyway, I borrowed two english novels, one malay novel
and a Digital Photography book to make it complete.

I am certainly not bragging or anything, but apparenntly there
seems to be a guy whom (I really, really am clueless of) stalked
me. Okay, maybe stalk is too strong to describe him. But he and
these, err, toddlers. He (alamak!) pretended to indulge greatly
into searching for a book, when his eyes were darting at me. (AHRGH.)
Bodohbodoh! I knew about it because, I sensed it. Sometimes,
automatically you can sense some danger or someone looking at you, right?

After escaping from the vicious lion trap, I scurried out from the
library to buy some important items up my checklist. I surveyed watson,
no, it was not there. Oh, for your information readers, there happens
to be a 'pasar malam' at Jurong East, so go survey it yourselves.
And, yes. I noticed something. Whenever I walked past an emo-groupie,
they tend to shot me that dagger-look. Those looks are not scary,
it is just that their over-the-top eyeliners make them look frightening.
They reminds me of Sundal Blorong, know? Black circles.

Okeh, come laugh it out loud with me.

( So today, was Ilyana's monthly Loner Day anniversary. Happy lah((: )

2007-06-06T12:21:00.000+08:00

For the umpteenth time, my english teacher has been
using my name to set as an example to explain her meanings.

She has no idea how rotten I looked when she mentioned
my name out loud. She kept on rattling," An example, Ilyana..."
"Or Ilyana and I.." My name this, and my name that. Maybe I should
change my name to something else. Something that is more difficult to
pronounce. I will see how things are going to be tomorrow. *rolls her eyes*

Fun&Frolic.

2007-06-06T12:01:00.000+08:00

You may have never guessed what we have done for these two days.
The three momoks, set up a practical joke. In order to check
out whether he is the REAL old-buddy of Akif's. I gave toyol the
number for him to dial. Our victim picked it up and answered.
Our plan was to agitate this victim with our venomous behaviour.
I told toyol to acted out as a homosexual, with a disturbing
deep voice. (macam ~~bapok~~ lah.) It was hilarious.
Our victim was apparently annoyed and angry. Today, he smsed
toyol's number again, to dig out the bally truth. Looks like
he enjoyed our company, so we carry on toying with him. Okay,
actually I intended to snap some inbox shots of toyol's mobile,
but too bad I did not brought along my 7 megapixels along.

The conversation(text messages) was somehow like this:- Translated.

VICTIM: What is your name? How did you get my number? HUH?

US: My name is Salina. But people call me *Sally. I got
it from Changi.. Sorry. It must have been the wrong number.
I got it mixed up. I remember telling you this yesterday.
You still do not get the point huh?(angrily) (*Take note: a bapok.)

VICTIM: HUH?! SILLY?!

(from now onwards, it's in malay.)

US: You ni.. kawan-kawan i susah payah carikan nama ini untuk i..
you senang-senang buat main.. sampai hati you..

VICTIM: Alalalala... abeh majok.. sowiee..

US: aper sori-sori? klau u nak i maafkan u.. u kene siapkan..
tujuh dulang ayam yang berdarah hitam...( on & on, like Puteri gunung ledang)

VICTIM: beratnyer..cium ajer tak ole ke?

& the rest, are just bizarre answers from us.

I know. It is either us being stupid to chat with him, or him being
such an idiot to tolerate our antics. You choose.

Make it stop.

2007-06-05T07:24:00.000+08:00

I'm suffering from severe breakdown, of trying to lose my weight.
I don't know, people around me has been telling me that my weight's
okay. Not even close to being obese neither anorexic. Okeh, maybe
I was a bit too caught up with my 'dream' shape. I jogged just now
at 6.30 am. Surprised to see a lot of people at the park. Well, I
thought they would make use of the stadium or something. Anyway,
I jogged without having a light meal to boost the energy level.
I exercise intensively with an empty stomach, leaving me for about
a probability of 7/10 to heave. I nearly vomit in the toilet just now.
I couldn't. That's because I didn't have ANYTHING in my stomach, unless
you were to count the intestines and all. (HAH!)

Okeh-okeh, I'm relaxing myself after typing this. I'm supposed to
attend a remedial today till friday. Only five existing people are
online. Boring ones. So, to make things even, I changed my status to
appear offline and that makes me a boring person as well. A win-win
situation everybody! (The diaoness.)

on cloud 9(:

2007-06-04T14:24:00.000+08:00

Why? Because Dann texted me.
He was being quite corny, with all his laughable comments and messages.
Dann, if you're reading this be honoured. Because you're my top sms-er
on my list. 17 year olds are just mushy like Khai. He said, I would want
to find a girlfriend who lives nearby. He's trying to hint to me that
he wants ME to be his. So, sarcastically, I replied, why don't you date
your own neighbour? They're NEARER. He was upset when I told him
that you can't date me.(weird guy. wait. Or maybe I'm the weird one?)
I'm not going to elaborate anything on Dann or Khai. Boys will be boys.
Right?

Anyway I received three messages early in the morning by my buddy.
Okeh-okeh. Here's the scoop. Today's Monday. And we have no remedials.
He thought we do. So he, panic-at-his-house texted me and asked..

It was funny I tell you, reading this when you obviously know the whole
bally truth. I didn't replied though. I let him find it out himself.
A few seconds later, he sent me this:

If only you called, then I'll know how your voice sounded like.
Anxiety? fear? funk? yellow-belly? Whatever. It'll still be funny.

What I've done last friday & yesterday.

2007-06-03T14:35:00.000+08:00

This was what I've done during my social studies remedial.
We were supposed to complete our source based questions.
But since I've completed mine and sent it for checking,
I've decided to doddle.(Mrs.Sudave praised me for getting
my inferrence correctly.) Anyway, this was the output:

Went out with pa's family yesterday, to celebrate nenek's birthday.
They celebrated it at east coast. And their spot, was at mcdonalds!
Where, there are many mat skimmers.(LOL. Pathetic people.)
You can't surf here in singapore earthlings. Oh well.
Anyway, since papa is rushing to get to work, the usual
ladies get a hop on Cik Imah's car. They drove us to
Lot 1. And from there, we surveyed the sales and pasar malam.
I caught this guy looking at my direction quite a number of times.
He's wearing a black polo tee with black(was it tapered or skinny?)
jeans. His hair is so mat-look but (LOL) he got me nervous.
He was with his family, and a guy wearing a red cap. Both are
really tall people, and I wondered who. It was obvious that the
black shirt guy trying to catch a glimpse of me and my actions.
Because, simple. I caught him looking at me like a ZILLION times.
When our families bumped into the same vendors, he looked.
It's hard for me to get rid of his stares, know. cause' from
what I know, he's kind of cute(: Well, I think he's thinking
what I'm thinking. Is he the same guy from the kendarat?
I knew I saw him before, with the same hairstyle. But I was
busy being entertaining my MP3. He looked familiar. And I think
he thought I did too. When it was time for me to go home, I
bumped into again at the drinks vendors. He was directly infront of me.
I pretend to be engrossed with my phone, cause' I talked REAL loud that
made him noticed me. When we parted, I looked behind to check him out
for the very last time, when suddenly, (wise men think alike basis) he
cornered his eyes and looked at my direction. I turned to the front.
Stupid, stupid me. I don't know what happened next. Oh well.

Oh, the photo I got when I was DEAD BORED at east coast.
None of my cousins were there.

Yes. Fancy having bollywood antics at East Coast, of all places. HAHA.
Well, at least they had fun. Bravo people.

Vesak Day - itself.

2007-06-01T17:32:00.000+08:00

Sorry no photos were taken except for some scenic ones which
I think is unimportant. We arrived earlier than expected. And
the three BIG people looked like idiots sitting outside.
The place was a bit torn-down(not!) and isolated. We bought
tickets from the head desk which was specially reserved for
us. Khaliq, being super kind, offered to pay $6 for it.
Thanks Mr.Panda(: The ticket looked like this:

This stage production was picked from their SYF performance.
Very innovative, I thought. Especially the alarm part.
Anyway, Khaliq kept on pestering me that I looked like
one of the characters who played as 'the retarded sister'.
She carried and fling her teddy bear all around. And,
I'm supposed to look like her? FUCKER, mr panda!

I gave my best applause, after it had ended eagerly
waiting for Khaliq's friend to meet us. That was the part
where Harith turned and say," Hey, look at the guy behind you."
Being confident that what he meant was to CHECK HIM OUT,
I spun. "Ohmygod. he's cute!" and I turned to the front.
Harith and Khaliq chuckled at my reaction, because it was
FAST & LOUD of me to say so. I think he heard. Because,
when we went out, he looked at me. That was when I thought
that he looked way better under the dim light. :P

The three of us sort of blended in the Damai crowd, unshamely
tagged along with them to Far East and have our dinner.
They were noisy people I tell you. A whole BIG group of them,
a total of like 15 people including us. I ate Claypot Seafood.
Fooh, like a hell-yeah stomach pleasure. Only, I thought that
Somerset's claypot are a two-thumbs up, better than far easts'.
Want to take a glimpse of my own claypot recipe? Seriously, mine
was awfully appetizing! Get it? Contradicting sentences again.
WAGHWAGH! Okay, judge for yourself.

So, yummy enough? It's all our leftovers mixed together with
some seasonings. To make it look appealing, I added chillis.
The red liquid ones, and the green(jeruk)ones. All ready to
be served. Since I was all bubbly and high, I acted as a
waiter serving my buddies. It was insane. Harith was laughing
uncontrollably. Khaliq looked as if he's going to barf.
I then, played along and pass the claypot to the hawker owner.
I spoke, in malay, "Bang, sorry eh. Saye tak habiskanlah. kenyang."
The malay man knew what my intention was, to play a prank on them.
He passed it to the chinese man. "Eh, she want to tuppau."
I broke into laughters! He absent-mindedly thought I was serious.
It's our leftovers for god's sake! HAHAHA! The malay man was
grinning at me, since our plan worked. What a day[:

Mr panda did not attend two remedials today. My guess was,
he's busy into getting his contaminated hands clean.
Remember our MRT ride back home? Haha! And the skinhead
who carried carrots? LOL. Now that's comical.

Before vesak.

2007-05-30T23:52:00.000+08:00

Our three days of school went slightly well. Harith and Akif
being the klutz, gossiping about people and ended up cracking
uncontrollably. I felt like retaking my malay paper. That is,
if I'm not getting an A. Today, we were whacked. We had fun
condemning everyone. By singing this, 'Alhamdulillah syukur
nikmat, ___(name)___ hangus rakyat selamat..'. Haha.
I hate them, so much. They made me laugh till my tummy hurts.

In addition, Dann was extra outraged today. But he sounded
cute when angry :P Anyway, I'm going out with Khaliq and
Harith tomorrow to that stage production by Damai Sec.
A 2 bucks show, a half-an-hour duration -_-". Well,
I'm a pretty much happier person now kan? After the
whole saturday chalet and camwhoring party we had.

This weekend, our school have this ongoing 2 days 1 night
physics camp. Of course I was interested at first, but
since weekends are the only days in june that I'm
entirely FREE, I decided to shrieked," I have plans!"
to my teacher.

I've recorded my version of Ning Baizura. Should I upload it
here? My instincts says I musn't unless I am willing to risk it.
Risk what? Getting my blog spamed just because how deafening my
voice was? Maybe.

Okay people, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

X_X

2007-05-24T21:24:00.000+08:00

I'm going to get murdered. Okay, halfway done by my mum.
I've flunked ever so badly for midyear. With an E8 for
english and F9 for maths, how lucky can I be? I was
thankful that my malay and dnt made my grades looked
better in blue instead of bloody red. Yes, with
an expected A2 and A1, eventhough I didn't studied.
Haha. My dad has bought the phone I've been longed for.
But he still hasn't know my results yet. I can assure
you that he's going to be outraged. *gritted teeth*

diediediediediediediediediediediediedie!

I can be said, as grounded for the whole month in school.
FYI, my vacation days are OVER. like, zilch.
I'm supposed to be 'camping' in school, during june.
Only free on the 31st may,2nd-4th june,9-10th june,16-17th june
and 24-25th june. Wait. Is it 24-25 or 23-24? LOL. whatever.
The rest, I'm fully booked! Fat hope of having an outing
with Dann I suppose. Sorry brudder. HAHA.

my half-hearted outing.

2007-05-21T15:54:00.001+08:00

SO, this was what happened. I was extremely moody for the past two days.
Now, and till whenever I want it to be. I was not moody today in school.
I was only moody when I reached home. And when I'm online.
I was happily then, until some PEOPLE who did not get my point clearly.
Apparently, the BUSY STATUS was right on. You guys just ticked me off.

WHAT? No Party World!

2007-05-19T09:57:00.000+08:00

Mama has smashed my hopes of partying and karaoke-ing today,
alone, at home. WHAT! I'm emotional right now. She shouldn't
be enjoying the plannings! Yes, plainspokenly, I am actually
scared, terrified, mortified(whatever more) alone. LOL.
Again I was exaggerating. I've already planned to focus
on having an EWW-MO weekend. Yet, mama had to spoiled it.
This entry, is my letter of complaint. Now, with this
computer all screen-pink, I'm boiling my brain off,
getting all worked up. Argh. I can't edit the gay
photos, neither can I edit mine into funny ones. I have
to stick to photography again, at Kampung.

Alamak. Post-natal depressionlah.

Anyway, I love fridays. Always been a GOOD FRIDAY every friday.
Yesterday(friday) was excellent. The malays in 5n1 gathered and
confabulated. I'm earnest. It was sort-of a first time event
where WE GOT together and crapped! And everybody was enjoying
themselves. Well, at least I think they did. There are 6 people,
5 boys, and a girl, me. I'm the only malay girl in my class.
Power lah sey[: Khaliq and Akif was comedic. Full or criticisms
on the babat berlipat. We commented on her the whole of two free
~~fucking~~ periods. And including some ghost stories from
misteri jam 12 as well.

LOL. I swooned a lot yesterday night, at Holland V.
& my nearby 185 bus stop. Wonderland of kaum adam.
*Laughs*

MR PANDA! SPAM MY TAGBOARD! FLOOD! AGOGO!

HAHA!

2007-05-17T21:38:00.000+08:00

Today, we were overjoyed with Akif's edition of the 'gay' photo.
LOL. It's not EXACTLY a 'gay' one. We exaggerated and made
false impressions on it. The photo we took was at Nanyang Poly
Open House, where we wholly make full use of the free equipments.
This photo, was just a gimmick ok? The truth was, the hand on
GL's arm belonged to himself. He crossed his arms while taking
this group photo. But since harith stood so close to him, it
looked like as if that hand belonged to him! See the difference?
HAHA! Sorry guys, for making you both a source of our antics.
Okay, here's the original piece:

While this, is our fake one:

Guys, don't sue me ok? It's temporary insanity. Just for gags.

Funny, eh?

2007-05-16T20:13:00.000+08:00

I'm a bit pisssed with anyone and everyone right now. LOL.
The feeling, again. I know it must have been hard trying
to stay hyper like I did yesterday. I just couldn't, now.
I was all jubilant when GuoLiang and Dann replied my messages.
However it didn't last that long though. Both of them stopped
messaging me, when I was in the verge of breaking down.

School's back in action tomorrow! Rawr! And there's nothing
to be pleased of. Remind me to bring along my books to
cheer me up during recess time. Storybooks, I meant.
I'm now addicted to this interesting book called Temporary
Insanity - a novel. In which I think the writer was awesome in
expressing her thoughts into words.Her vocabulary are just
amazing. And, I love the climax. Wait. I admire her. The end.
She's comical too. Okay, enough.

I'm rotting at home, again.

Darn the modelling agency who called. After being rejected,
she hung up. Bitch. Never entertain any people who claims
to be the modelling agency and wanted you for an interview.
This was the third time that had happened to me, and fhawk,
I barely got the chance to dissed her.

Stupid, stupid creatures.

Selective Memory to a whole new level.

Goodbye sayanggs.

Listen here.

Oh really, schmuck.

PARTY-(KILLER)

Condense into one.

Expressing.

First Paper.

Out of the blue.

The tough gets going.

Oh, stop it.

REDHOTCHILLIPEPPER.

Ramadan.

Sorry, tempting!

IDIOTICKID!

*Harrumphed*

More Flashbacks!

RESULTS

Sort in the mind.

Qiam.

Okay, today.

PHOTO ALBUM!

So what if it's Ramadhan?

OHMY!

RA-RA

REASONS WHY I'M LABELLED AS MEAN.

I'll bring you DizZy back.

Start of nothing new.

ARGH!

OH DANG IT!

MIDYEAR MALAY ESSAY.

Boring masterpiece.

HERITAGE TOUR?

PHEW!

G-G-R (no, not angry.)

BORED TO THE FULLEST.

My funny man..

boring entry. sorry.

Confession?

nothing.

OHNO!

PAPA

New tantrums.

Club rules apply.

Secret's revealed.

Birthday wish

to what extent?

An outing to die for?

YOU THREW MY GUTS OUT!

Kids are hating me.

Another funny story.

The rating sucks.

Nothing rocks, but you.

Wadda?

DOUBLE THE YEAY!

GOSHH.

MAP-READING!

Saturday night fever.

Hey something.

CAN!

ANGRY.

I LOVE TODAY!

RHD!

MOUSE.

Naughty us.

RECAP FOR THE WEEK!

LOVE TODAY! Part 2.

LOVE TODAY!

HAHA!

A natural selenger.

ME!

MY WILL.

I wanted to cry.

BEST LAH EYY.

Imagine this.

OH-OKAY.

Very seductive.

BOREDOM KILLS.

Naughty, you.

NO TITLE!

Harrumphed