dear you, "I am not a popsicle, I won't melt away."
(=
@ about 10:23 PM
here we go again
What would you think if I sang out of tune Would you stand up and walk out on me?
yesterday i danced and did failed headbangs in my room behind locked doors with my earphones plugged in my ears and the mellifluous voice of Hayley Williams oozing into my very soul.
i havent done that in a while. it felt good, letting loose. (=
i must confess. i feel a little unsettled without my phone. (which is confiscated for two months, in case you didnt know [= ) it's not an empty feeling, it's this strange feeling, it's eating me up inside; the fact that my loved ones arent eight digits away. they are, in fact, eight digits plus the distance i need to walk to look for a public phone plus a few cents away. )=
and its bugging me, this premonition that i can get lost anytime, and i cant contact anyone to tell me the way home. i mean, hello, i can get lost looking for Westmall in my neighbourhood, k. and my little cousin who lives in Jurong knows better! )= im scareddddddd
anyway im getting lazier by the second. hardcore procrastinating has always been my pastime, lol, but with O's around the corner, i think i should just drop dead if i think procrastinating is going to bring me anywhere.
i dont even know where i want to go. i know where i DONT want to go, thats for sure. i dont want to have anything to do with chemistry, physics or excessive malay language. these three subjects make me feel stupid and they hurt my pride. )= ok lame lah
theres seriously nothing much to look forward to in school these days. i mean, cant they think of more exciting performances during assembly? like, maybe, qualified actors doing skits instead of some chinese opera or lame drama association or lectures about not behaving like elephants.
i dont have anything against chinese opera, but think about it. after a day of studying, i think we deserve something more laidback than something that perforates our eardrums due to the sad sound system. yeah thanks ah
and what the hell? i just received an email, some random blogshop seller is trying to sell me ripped leggings. RIPPED LEGGINGS?!?! leggings themselves are erotic, and you want me to buy your skimpy RIPPED leggings for sixteen frigging bucks?! i can get my own leggings for five bucks and have a merry afternoon ripping them to shreds and then sell them for half that price, manz.
anyway Jin Yang bought me Tom Yum tuna the other day. i wonder if he was being nice, or if he was just trying to prove his point that Tom Yum tuna exists. hahahahahahaha! willy is a fake! wonka is a fake!
and yessss, thats right! Tom Yum tuna DOES exist! TOM YUM TUNA! (which isnt as tantalizing as it sounds. i gave Jin Yang a can of black pepper tuna in return!)
in my fifteen years and ten months of existence, ive never heard of Tom Yum tuna. like, ever... until Jin Yang brought it up as i was feasting on my can of mayonnaise tuna. and then we had a little argument over the existential Tom Yum tuna.
Jin Yang is nice. (= hahahahaha
you know what? i have a brother and his name is Syazwan. they call him Pedro, or Zwan, or Wawan or Awan Cloud. i dont know, actually. i call him Abang. (=
despite the fact that he's a jerk, i love him very much. ^.^
i think im going to get film soon. when, seriously? i barely have time to travel. =/ i need to bring my holga out. and speaking of that, i need to get the Disneyland films developed lah seriously. )=
i wont have time to blog the rest of the week. if youre bored you can always hop over to http://www.lovetest.com/ for cheap thrills. hahahahaha and that was recommended to me by zulfikar, okay. i dont really search for these sites. hahahaha
Zolof the Rock and Roll Destroyer! you have no idea how much i miss having their songs in my ampeefour. now what's left is Popsicle and Super Ok. ]= and their songs and CDs are rare, i cant find them anywhere.
and since you're here already, get a load of this.
introducing Tatiana Del Toro. what is up with her?
okay i'm off. bye and have a great weekend, lovelies
ps. thanks so much Eminadia and Lufee. you're the best (!)
i miss zul. )=
Monday, February 23, 2009 @ about 7:03 PM
everything
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times It's you, it's you, you make me sing Your every line, your every word, your everything.
warning: LONG entry. i'm sure you missed me. (=
so yeah. my blog's getting very gloomy, i noticed. things are happening and there are ups and downs and i must say last week was rather fruitful. dramatic, but fruitful nevertheless.
plus i visited Thong Kheng (?) home, filled with intellectually disabled adults and it wasnt as scary as i thought it would be. at the beginning we were terrified. we all were. Miss Hong seemed like she was trying her best to look calm and that didnt help. none of us dared to mingle around at first, plus the moment we entered the hall, the nurses started closing all the doors. so we were like, trapped, omg. plus there was this lady who took Nisa's hand and refused to let go and that freaked us all. =/
but it turned out well.
there was this lady who called everyone "mama", and she touched my hair in fascination and tucked a few strands behind my ear. then she took them out from behind my ear and stroked it. then she asked me where i bought it. HAHAHAHAHA she was so adorable, i swear! and she loved playing with the light on my watch! =D
there was another lady called Ratan who loved to shout "CHAMPIONNNNNN!", while pumping her fists in the air like superman like that and i imitated her, "CHAMPIONNNNN!" and then she hugged me! tight! i didnt know if i should be feeling terrified or touched but then i decided on feeling touched so i patted her back. =D hahahaha!
and there was this teenage-looking boy. he looked the youngest among all of them. his name was Yong Xiang and he could speak pretty fluent English. he was colouring a picture of a monkey and he said Xiong Yao looked like a monkey. and then he laughed and i died laughing. a few minutes later Nick was talking and he said a cuss and Yong Xiang was like, " *gasps* he say bad worddddd!" hahahahaha!
and there was this man who drew a house and gave his drawing to me. i left it on the table and a few minutes later he gave it to me again. =D but i forgot to bring it home! )=
and after it all ended i met with Zul and Nabeel and Ykid, while waiting for Yusri and to return from his CIP. and omg i havent seen Ykid my sonny in centuries. he had a really cool cap with an iron-on "Why?" patch. =O
and then met up with Yusri plus Amir and i dont remember what we found really funny but i remember laughing really hard for stupid reasons. hahahaha and then we started practising for Gig Week and speaking of that, yes, the Gig Week is still on, people. hahahaha.
it's kinda strange how people could mishear Estelle's announcement, she wouldnt be smiling and baring her braces if Gig Week was cancelled right? hahahahaha
and she said "Gig Week is still on." whats the purpose of saying 'still' when the next word would be 'on'? hahahaha okay its hard to explain. never mind! Gig Week is STILL ON nonetheless and i hope all will support. (=
i finally remember this video. the other day they were showing Idol repeats and i was doing my homework in the living room. after the auditions, they skipped straight to the finals and i didnt know because being a good student (self-proclaimed) , i was deep in concentration in my homework.
and then i heard an amazing, scratchy but heartwarming voice and i was like, eh what? and i looked up and the sight of David Cook practically swept me off my feet. 'practically' because then David Archuleta came in and spoilt the picture. -___-
i like David Cook's voice! i like i like i like i like
i think the band is really screwed now. we've got less then forty days til SYF and i bet 80% of us havent memorized the pieces, including myself. this is totally unlike me. most of the time we practise so hard that even without choice, we dont fail to memorize the piece, dynamics and all, like the previous SYF.
and the Ex-Cos had a talk with the section leaders and im really inspired to work harder but i cant deny that i was disappointed when i heard the trumpeters. and i didnt mean to be harsh with you all, i swear. )= but what else can i do to make you all listen??
anyway, im looking forward to the camp this Friday and the sound check at the conference hall. omg omg omg *screams* and im going to lie down at the basketball court watching the stars like what Tiac Woo said and im praying it wont rain. but let it rain. i like rain. it rained today. like, alot. and i didnt bother to open my umbrella because i hadnt felt rain on my skin in about a month. and so i walked in the rain while the smell of petrichor overwhelmed me.
i had lunch at Mac with Zul after school today then i picked Ikin up from school and bought her Happy Meal and i swear we almost got lost looking for Westmall. i live in the neighbourhood but i dont know the place so well.
i eagerly agreed to pick Ikin up from school and about thirty minutes to 4pm, i realized that i had no idea where her school is. fish. so i hopped onto the bus i see her schoolmates board every morning.
then i had to wait for thirty minutes in the overly-decorated canteen watching little kids wearing thigh-length skirts sashay past me.
and then i looked down at my own knee-length skirt. and i felt rather grateful that im quite self-conscious when it comes to thighs. hahahahaha. ok stop.
i've been scoring measly and pathetic marks for almost every test ive been taking. im failing my sciences. i think im cursed.
i had a talk with my tutor and she has faith in my Bio and math. she flipped through the recent Bio test that i failed by 1 mark and got annoyed with me for being careless. thats the problem with me. im so careless. wtf, i didnt even notice the things with holes was sugar agar, i thought it was some block of wood or something. seven marks, gone with the wind (?)
but its okay. i've learnt. i think.
she said im scoring fine for English and it is, after all, the most essential subject.
i am quite sad. but not very sad. but still sad. actually im not sad. just a bit discouraged.
i've bought overdue birthday presents! i havent bought some people's but i know what Dexter wants. ^^ i prefer people telling me what they want (as long as its within my budget) to people who say "anything" which makes it harder to pick or make presents because you dont know what that person likes.
okay never mind.
i want a $100 voucher to Borders. even $100 isnt enough! i think im falling in love with books books books books boooooooooooks i dont know how im ever going to get enough money to buy all the books i want in the world.
but still who needs bookshops when you have libraries? but still its just not the same. i like to read a book knowing its my book and no one else's, and that it's all mine, minnnnnnnnnnnnneeeeeee
and oh my gosh Ahdila drove me up the wall today but i still love her very much. hahahaha she stuffed her Harry Potter eraser into the space between my spectacles lens and my eye. wtf?
i pulled her precious eraser out and stuffed it into my pocket and she proceeded to write a letter to Mifdhal complaining about me bullying her. oh pleeeease.
and oh yes! Miss Hong rearranged the seating arrangement and no matter how much i begged her to let me sit beside Xiong Yao, she wouldnt say yes. she simply ignored my pleas of desperation and pure agonyyyyyyyyyy
i just dont like window seats, i dont know why. i like window seats in buses, of course, i mean, who doesnt, right? but window seats in classrooms mean you have to be strong enough to withstand heat and rain and cold and dust and bees and whatever random lost and hopeless creatures that enter our classroom.
anyway, doesnt matter now.
im sitting with Audrey! i looove Audrinaaaa!
ive been daydreaming alot lately. its distracts me from the present and i know i shouldnt daydream too much but i like having my head high up in the clouds. i feel safe there. i live there.
i often daydream of living in the suburbs (i know it sounds too much) but i dont want a lawn in the front because mowing the lawn is a chore. but i'd like a backyard with lots and lots of green grass and a huge trampoline and maybe a swing or two. if thats too much then its okay because it exists only in my mind.
i'd like to have a small house. i like small houses, with no fireplaces. i'd like to experience four seasons. i'd like to lie down in a huge strawberry field, staring at the clouds and the streaks of sunlight, peeking from behind the clouds.
then at night i'd lie down on the strawberry field, still, but i'd marvel at the stars peppered on the milky way instead and i'd lie there forever guessing which star Neverland is, it's the second star to the right, but which is the first star??
then i'd roll around on the green green grass and when i get hungry a picnic basket will appear out of nowhere. there would be tuna + mayonnaise sandwiches and endless packets of grape juice, and jars of nutella!
i wouldnt mind rolling around in the grass because in that strawberry field, there are no ants. even if there were ants, they would be nice ants. they wouldnt bite. and even if they bit me, it wouldnt hurt or tickle. because they are nice ants (=
i dont like kites so i wont fly kites even if it was a windy day. i'll just run and pretend im an eagle. or a horse perhaps, who races the wind on a daily basis.
of course i'd bring a book with me everywhere i go. thats undoubtedly essential. i'd bring a different book every three days and i'd drown myself in the book of the day.
and when the days get too hot, i'd read books in a bookshop instead. a warmly lit bookshop which, ironically, smells of petrichor and old, worn-out books. the bookshop only believes in candles so the bookshop would be lit only by candles. wouldnt that be great?
sadly i dont have my whole life to read or roll around on patches of grass or make friends with ants. sadly i have tests and homework and overdue homework. sadly the education system is firm and without education i'd be a nobody. but that's okay because i'm already a nobody. and it doesnt matter, really.
what does it matter if youre popular or well-known? character conquers reputation. why be someone people only think you are? why let words of people who barely know you, bring you down? why succumb to doing things just to please people? why are there no strawberry fields in Singapore?
okay the last question was redundant.
goodbye and i love you all
Sunday, February 22, 2009 @ about 3:25 PM
...
Gig Week Is In The Midst Of Being Revived. things are a wee bit complicated at the moment. Shari and i are trying. keep your fingers crossed.
Saturday, February 21, 2009 @ about 11:57 PM
one by one the chains around me unwind
"I know that I brought this all on myself. I know that i deserve this. I'd do anything not to be this way. I'd do anything to make it up to everyone."
The Perks of Being A Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky.
Kinokuniya, $24.74. (=
probably my favourite book in the whole wide world! until i find a better book. like MAYBE Look At Me by Jennifer Egan or something cause its about its about this designer who is known internationally but her face was ruined drastically in an accident
and nobody believes it's really her! =O something like that.
so anyway, i learnt an astounding number of things from The Perks of Being A Wallflower. perfect timing, too. i love it, i swear. if it was a boy i'd marry it.
im going to get my copy like a.s.a.p. Kinokuniya! $24.74! but is like, Kinokuniya anywhere in Bugis or something?
because i got a message saying terrorists are planning to bomb Bugis or something like that. im really ignorant when it comes to matters like this, plus it was a forwarded message so its not exactly a reliable source.
nevertheless i sent messages regarding it to some of my friends who have more tendency to go to Bugis on weekends. i know i sound stupid.. but what?! i dont want any of my friends getting bombed okay.
dad's bugging me to go to bed because its almost twelve. i never get to stay up til late or SLEEP til late anymore. )=
and im not sleepy. at all. i cant seem to find music i really really enjoy these days. and ive read every book in the house. well, almost. only the ones that look interesting.
oh well, i'll re-read the book then! good night and i hope youre enjoying your weekend. i am, thats for sure.
i loooove my cousins even though we dont really talk much sometimes. i think theyre the best. BCF mah.
okay shut up zany
i've been searching my soul tonight i know there's so much more to life now i know i can shine a light to find my way back home
one by one, the chains around me unwind and i have made mistakes in my life that i just cant hide
Friday, February 20, 2009 @ about 8:40 PM
Geek Gig Week is officially cancelled. i hope you're happy now.
and even if you're not happy, i am. (=
"cry alot = pee less = save water for flushing = save the environment!" - Radyamansyah (Y)
im not making a big deal out of the incident. it's very tiring to keep up with, and the only thing thats preventing me from falling, are my friends, even the ones i wasnt so close with.
despite everything, i feel so loved. people are so caring, i feel like giving every one of you a hugggg!
im not being dramatic. really!!!!
anyway, like i always say, life isnt kind. but thats okay cause im not kind either. ah, well. but being unkind to me wouldnt make you any better than me.
okay, Sally has lent me her book, The Perks of Being A Wallflower. im on page 10! (OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH) cant wait to read it!
ps. my family members are fantastic. love'em.
Thursday, February 19, 2009 @ about 9:36 PM
otherwise, don't bother
i've stopped logging in to friendster, facebook, myspace, and whatnot, and i've stopped hopping by blogs.
i'll blog when i have to, when i want to. reach me at inn.zane@hotmail.com
good bye.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009 @ about 10:15 PM
"She folded up her fears like paper airplanes, and lost them in the trees."
@ about 9:24 PM
it's all that i can say.
i believe that once you've apologized for a mistake, you should have enough sense not to repeat it.
i believe that friends should tell friends if theyre unhappy with anything that that friend does or how that friend behaves.
i believe that if you despise a certain someone, you do not resort to hypocrisy.
i believe that popularity is over-rated.
i believe that if you want popularity because it is OH-SO-ESSENTIAL to your life, you go earn it, and not stand around sabotaging other people.
i believe that if youre not involved in something, you jolly well keep your nose out of it, especially if it involves feelings.
i believe you shouldnt 'laugh along' with what others do when you know what they did is wrong.
i believe that if you have the guts to do something, you jolly well have the guts to face whatever consequences that come your way.
i believe that you should fucking stand up for what you know is right.
i believe that people have flaws. and, i believe, that people should be given chances.
i know i've done stupid things in the past, that made me not-so-well-liked by certain people and i am sorry. but whether you like it or not, this is me, now. im not forcing you to accept me but i dont think sabotaging me in any way
(and giving a cheesy excuse for it) would make you any better than me.
but that is just my opinion.
each of my beliefs are aimed at more than one person, and it may or may not be aimed at myself. you read and you think for yourself.
thank you to the people who care, you know who you are, but my readers dont =D so im going to type your names.
Ahdila, Shari, Fat'hil, Farah, Nisa, Farhani, Wan Hui, Norryn, Dexter, Raveender, Rui Shan, Mifdhal, Nazmeer, generally 4C, and those who asked if was okay or gave me a comforting smile, hug or pat, and Hafiz and Gwen for being so adorable =D i love you all!
and to the people who i've done no wrong to, i really think you need your heads checked. (=
bye sunshines and have a great week.
Sunday, February 15, 2009 @ about 5:07 PM
dear susie derkins,
Cause you remind me of a time, When we were so alive Do you remember that?
a happy birthday to Ong Wan Hui! (her birthday was yesterday) Wan Hui is sixteen and has nice hair. She likes to say "eyes small small!" to me and that is the cue for me to narrow my eyes to make it smaller because she keeps complaining my eyes are big, which is so not true. hahahah
i love Wan Hui! *hugs*
thousands of apologies you had to read my previous entry. talk about teenage angst. hmmmm. lately i havent been in the best mood and i havent had that much time to do things i really want to. most of the time im just yearning for sleep.
plus im missing many people. ... even those i see every day.
its very aggravating, having to feel the pressure to please everyone around me. ive never been one to bother to please everyone, but now, i find myself having this need to succumb to doing things i dont want to. i cant really elaborate on this.
i probably need to do a bit of thinking.
stashing aside the vehement melancholy (hahahaha), yesterday's band practice got me flying over the moon!
it was super super super satisfying and i want more of those practices! i could really hear the improvement and oh my god, french horn's sound makes me orgasm! yes, to THAT extent! hahahahaha!
and seriously Mr Chia has the best humour ever! he's the sort who never smiles or laughs when he tells his sarcastic and witty jokes. he doesnt smile often. and he speaks like monotone like that! priceless!
yes on a lighter note, too, me and Shari's proposal has been approved by Mr Shawal! yeah babyyyyyyyyy~ i felt like dying when i accidentally cursed in front of the principal hahahaha but in the end he approved the proposal and me and Shari were like, WHOOOHOOO and high-five-ing all the way and Miss Hong was walking past and was like wth is wrong with you two hahahahahahaha
so yeah, geekGIG week, people, on the first week of March. it's an open mic session during upper sec recess. please support! guitars and microphones and singing and minus one tracks and charity involved. minimum skipping of classes, i swear! =D
more information soon. anyway school has been rather bleak. so thank god for the open mic session i guess. and i suppose i'll be performing. i kinda miss the feeling of adrenaline buzzing through my veins. it's like spasmmmm *rolls on the floor* it's a pretty feeling, makes me high. =D
the last time i felt that was centuries ago. )= what a sad life. hahahahaha. eh wait no. the last time i felt that was at Emily Hills, performing Our Song. hahahahaha!
i was actually shivering but that was only
because we just ran about 300m in the rain.
and the Emily Hills cafe was air-conditioned and
i had to resort to warming myself using candles,
okay never mind. gooooood times, gooooooooood times.
and Valentines Day/ International Friendship Day this year was... sweet. i didnt prepare gifts for any schoolmates but i was showered with love and hugs and truckloads of sweets and candies and chocolates and a rose and a balloon and a guitar pick necklace and a watch! my god! i love everyone!
and im sorry for not preparing anything for anyone. )=
Ahdila makes me happy. (see, Ahdila? i said something nice about you)
she was angry about something our malay teacher said and she shouted, "So unreasonable pig!" there was a one-second-long pause in between the 'unreasonable' and 'pig' so i thought she was going to stop after the word 'unreasonable'
but she added the 'pig'
and the sentence sounded so wrong. and we were like laughing till our urinary bladders burst!
eh! today i heard the Total Defence sound thing. it was pathetic. hahahahaha. thats what i said to my tutor. i didnt even notice it was the Total Defence sound thing in the first place. i thought it was the usual ruckus that cars and motorcycles make on the road. irritating or what.
lately, ive been reading Calvin and Hobbes. so the addiction has returned. i love Calvin and Hobbes! my brother has three of their books! *with pride* =D =D =D
Bill Watterson is awesoooooome! (Y)
hmmm. so my house's toilets have new floor tiles. the floor's extremely anti-slip now and dad changed the shower head to a sucky one so bathing is no longer a joy to me. hahahahaha
i dont like sleeping in the bathroom in the mornings anymore. because the tiles feel gross when the water becomes warm under my feet. ]=
and the flush is too violent the first time i flushed i swear i thought there was an earthquake )=
anyway, today was spring cleaning! i didnt intend to clean my room today but i did it anyway! =D mom made me do it and i did it!
i cleaned out my drawers and found many treasures! liiiiiiike, old class photos, 2007's SYF photo, birthday cards, neoprints, movie tickets, old diaries, (i used to be more of a brat then than now) uhhh i cant remember but there were tons of random things that i thought were gone from me forever. like my library card! (i owe the library $9.90 by the way. new record!)
now my room's spick and span and fresh with new posters and im gonna have to print out new pictures and stick memories to my tiffany walls. cant wait! but first, i'll have to do a bit of mugging for bio and complete my 86783654595 math questions.
"as a math atheist, i should be excused from this." sigh. =/
Friday, February 13, 2009 @ about 8:20 PM
can you say plastic?
this frigging hypocrisy. it's pulverizing me. if you think im enjoying this, im not, at all. period.
i dont even know you anymore i cant even think of a decent six-word sentence to say to you that doesnt include the words "what", "the", "hell", "happened", "to", and "you" and if you're lucky i might add a delicious cuss. seven words. keep the change.
i repeat, i dont even know you anymore. it used to be you and me against her or she and she against me or you and her against another her or she and she against me or she and she against you but it was never, NEVER, you and her against ME.
it's been eating me alive but im trying not to care. you're supposed to be my friend but since the arrival of them, you're different.
change is good but drastic changes, especially in this situation, are not doing YOU any favours. i repeat, YOU, not ME. the potential of losing you is high but i can get over it. it's only a matter of time. but you? your attitude, k, it's bringing you nowhere.
im sorry ive always been a brat, a prat or any -rat words you can possibly think of.
im sorry i cant control the permanent scowling expression on my face (trust me if i was given a choice i wouldve picked a face that reveals dimples 24/7 but i was never given a choice, so get over it. you, of all people, should know that)
im sorry if i ever talked about you behind your back (and you'd be a liar if you were to deny ever doing that either)
im sorry i am such a braggart.
im sorry im just so disappointed in the pathetic reasons you give to be so artificial towards me. cut the acting. you can keep talking about me, i dont mind really. but perhaps think of something more creative and less superficial lah please?
well at least you're happy. i won't spoil that. i'll just stand here, and keep pretending things are okay. because maybe things ARE okay. because i need to accept the fact that people come and go. because i dont see the need to care anymore.
Happy Valentines Day and an advanced International Friendship Day. like, feel the love, not
*flips hair*
whatever. i'm happy.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009 @ about 10:31 PM
swing swing
All these red cup romances We're all so fond of the circumstances we've come to And i know i won't call you in the morning -Single Serving Friends
firstly, i screwed my math, biology and physics test. i feel demoralised and defeated but it's not killing me. not yet.
i mean, wtf! i couldnt even differentiate a double ray diagram and a single ray diagram! i am a disgrace to mankind! D:
so anyway sitting with Ahdila gets a little out of hand these days. yesterday she was like a delusional marker-holding barbarian.
picture Ahdila (with a long long long skirt teehee ahdila's gonna kill me) holding a pink marker and jabbing me with it and leaving ugly scrawly lines on my skin that caused Wan Hui to call me a zebra )=
i was defenceless... lost... helpless... but not yet defeated. the only thing to do was to hide! =O
i can run, rather fast, but running brings me nowhere because the school is the size of a pathetic pair of buttocks. and getting caught outside the classroom without a filthy permission pass would only result in me spending the rest of the day at the so-called reflection centre.
so like i said, the only solution was to hide!
but where?
i couldnt possibly hide in the class cupboard! Ahdila could open the cupboard door and poke me to death. and i couldnt possibly hide behind Shaw Siong! (erk!) so i hid behind Mifdhal! =D
and he heroically faced the wrath of Ahdila and allowed her to scribble "I AM SEXY" on his biceps. thank God i had Mifdhal. but did it stop the marker-poking monster? no!
uh, okay this story-telling is getting tiring. i think i'll skip it.
bottomline is Ahdila is dangerous, especially in the presence of markers, but whatever it is, she is my best 2(B)², and i cant tell you the meaning of that.
it's pretty simple actually. we were talking about breasts and linking those tender pieces of skin to biology. turgid breasts and flaccid ones, and crenated ones and even uni ones! (okay, nothing to do with bio. uni-breasts are like unibrows, you know, conjoined)
turgid ones are those solid and nice-shaped ones. and flaccid ones are those saggy ones. crenated ones are like how cells are when they crenate, those little spikes and stuff. and unibreasts, like i said, are conjoined ones. and according to Ahdila, people with these are only allowed to wear training bras. OMG YOU PROBABLY THINK WE'RE FREAKS NOW. sad.
ohohoho! we're at the echolocation part of physics now! hahahaha. Mrs Ng was talking about sonar which reminded me of my dad lol. i remember the time Dexter was reading my dad's name on the nametag on my book and he was like, "so-nar.. so-no... sonar! sonar! zeng zeng!" something like that.
and it was quite a revelation because i never thought my dad's name could ever be cool. i mean, he actually wanted to change his name to Muhammad Noh. (i dont know if thats meant personal hahahaha) i mean, MUHAMMAD NOH, man! he doesnt look like a Muhammad Noh to me!
thank god he didnt change his name or i'd be Zany Noh or something.
speaking of Zany, now Ahdila, Ahmad Syahir and Shari are supposed to call me Zana. it's kind of stupid.
during general meeting yesterday, Ahmad was calling me, "Syaz!" and i was like, "since when did you call me Syaz? you've never called me that before." and he said, "Syazwani! ... Syazanaaaaaa!" and then blahblahblah idk what suddenly Ahdila told them to start calling me Zana so yeah. i cant keep up with my 537436145 nicknames, seriously.
anyway Choo Jin Yang is officially Choo Willy Wonka now. everyday, i tell him everday that he reminds me of Willy Wonka (the one in the book, not the Johnny Depp version) you know the characters drawn in Roald Dahl's book (illustrated by Quentin Blake) always have their legs not normally placed flat on the ground. idk uh, seems like it! and it reminds me of Jin Yang!
yay Jin Yang! speaking of Jin Yang, the other day he threw one of his graph papers without recycling it *gasps* and when i gave him a shocked look (no im not obsessed with recycling, i just wanted to annoy him) he declared, "What?? All the trees in the world exist for me!" with the silly Willy Wonka-esque actions. ah, silly Willy!
Ahdila was weird today. well, what's new? she sang, "And i say, Zany will you follow me into the room to have some fun" and she forced me to picture Zul singing that. aiyoyoyoyoyoyo.
and the other day, i was sweating like fug like that and then i turned to Jam and asked her, "Darling, would you still love me if i sweat?" i dont know what happened after that but i think she said yes and then we had an argument about whether sweating is part of homeostasis or excretion when it so obviously is part of both.
aiyah. hahahahaha. and Jam actually scolded the stalker guy, three cheers for Jam! =D
and btw it's official, the list of trumpeters going for SYF. i feel pressurized, like all the weight is exerted on me, which isnt true, of course.
i worry for the section. cause like, arent trumpeters supposed to be the voice of the band?
i really need to practise hard like hard like superrr harrrrd because i'll be playing 1st trumpet with Jam and i cant afford to commit a single mistake. Mr Chia actually praised us the other day when we sounded like the equivalent of bird poo. *cries*
actually i shouldnt be online. i've completed ALLLLLL my homework (except Chemistry, because hope is lost) but i've a POA test tomorrow and im so not ready.
okay i'd better go mug and sleep and mug and sleep
cause every day is the same mug and sleep and mug and sleep. i was almost late to school today. )=
i panicked and Zul was like, "Run, baby ruuuun, don't ever look back" which made me panic even more but i wasnt even CLOSE to being late, lol. Mr Yeo said the school started two minutes later than usual today, thank God.
the other day during the temperature taking exercise, my temperature was like 37.5 degrees celcius and i got sent down to the hall but when i took my temperature there it was 36.9 degrees celcius and Mr Yeo accused of me of taking my thermometer out when there was no beeping sound )= im not sickkkkkkkk, not anymore yay people say i have a weak immune system after i almost died during morning assembly yesterday (ok, exaggerated)
dad said i might be lacking of irons or glucose or what but isnt like, the liver supposed to help in the shortage of glucose or something? uhhh i dont know lah )= im so screwed, seriously.
note to self, drink more water and eat vegetables. i probably should paste a sticky note on my forehead.
*sobs*
okay bye!
ps. i want perfect eyesight. and, I MISS MY CYBER ADIK!!!
Thursday, February 05, 2009 @ about 11:11 PM
our song
as requested by our loyal fans, chey. (pause the player at the top-right hand corner first k!)
Zul: We were sitting on that wooden bench at 6.28pm We were waiting for the sun to set, I held you tight so close to me (liar, liar, he didnt hold me close to him, lol)
My heart starts to leap Not a second did it stop saying out your name I wonder will I feel the same if you leave
And I say Zany, will you follow me into this new phase of our lives? It doesn't matter how things are As all I need is you here by my side I wish you could call me day and night Just for me to say it right That I love you From every single angle of my little heart I love you
Zany: We were playing in the rain that day, We didn't care what people say And my heart starts to wonder, Could this truly be it? And I looked into your eyes (chey chey!) And my heart skipped a beat And I knew All I want is you, Zul
Follow me into this new phase of our lives Doesn't matter how things are As all I need is you here by my side I wish you could call me day and night Just for me to say it right That I love you From every single angle of my little heart
I *coughs* love *coughs* youuuuu
Written by Zulfikar Samat and Jacob Morais and Zany. chords are unbelievably simple to figure out. hahahahaha. soon to be re-recorded because yes, the yay at the end is completely redundant.
=D
good night lovelies
Wednesday, February 04, 2009 @ about 10:50 PM
for cold relief
hello, after fifteen solid minutes, i finally swallowed all my pills. hardcore procrastination, i suppose. hahaha!
im scared of swallowing pills. in fact, i shiver at the sight of pills. chey no lah i dont have a phobia of swallowing pills but i tend to imagine the worst that could happen. i mean, whats the worst that could happen??! i'll probably choke. and die! =D i bet some hopeless souls have choked on panadol before.
everytime i swallow small pills with plain water, i fail. i cant even swallow small pills, let alone those huge, monumental ones!
so i tried with cold plain water. and it made all the difference in the world! (Y)
but then, i tried with cold milo and it was a complete revelation! swallowing pills has never been so easy! =O
in conclusion, now im going to swallow all my future pulls with cold milo. so there you go, moral of the story.
i hate flu medicine, the ones that make you drowsy, like hardcore drowsy, but wont let you sleep, that kind one lahhh aiyah never mind lah i want to sleep.
yay i like to talk about medicine! because i havent gotten medicine prescribed to me in years! =D
ps. i miss Mdm Pamela. i think my Literature has gotten worse. )= and strange as it seems, i miss my class, after i heard from Ahdila what happened today. hahahahaha, laughed like knnccb
"weeeeee, the 4C (repeat 36x) P - R - I -D - E, PRIDE!"
class identity or what? hahaha!
@ about 11:38 AM
it's a hairflip, it's whatever
i paid a visit to the doctor today. i havent seen a doctor in years! =O
anyway. he said i have fever. FEVERRRRRRR! really, i havent had fever in years! i mean, like an OFFICIAL fever ah. hahaha and i have an official MC! yayyyyyy~ i havent had an MC in years!
ok friendster is being mean to me. it's not loading and i'm supposed to find pictures of Hani and Dexter to wish them happy birthday in here. pathetic lah!
in any case, (this was supposed to be posted last night but i was dying and i slept at eight, lol) happy 16th birthday dearest dexter andhani the twinnies! hahahaha!
no, i am not happy that i get to miss school, no, no, no because im missing the bio test (the one that i actually studied for) and chemistry practical test (this means i'll be lost when i take the test because i'll be alone and Wan Hui wont be around to whisper the steps to me ahhhh) and i ruinned today's plans with Ahdila! (ruinned got one n or two n ah?)
anyway, Ahdila and i planned a merry day ahead, which includes shopping for birthday presents, collecting film, and a walk at the pasar malam! i am angry and i am sorry Ahdila )=
last night, the moment my temperature shot up i phoned Shari and told him i was sick so i wouldnt need to read the announcements during assembly this morning so he shouldnt pospone his pledge-reading to this morning because.. aiyah it's hard to explain. hahaha
and then he accused me of lying and acting sick so that i wouldnt have to read announcements tomorrow and he said i wasnt sick because i was laughing. ahhh, dengar dengar orang sakit tak boleh ketawa. hahaha
Amir taught me a handshake during recess duty yesterday! yay! nobody ever teaches me handshakes! )= loser, right?! hahahaha actually Ahmad taught me once before but everytime i want to do it with him, he declines. ]=
(i showed it to Hafiz and he didnt get it, cause he doesnt have long hair) this video always, always makes me feel good, because happiness is only a hairflip away! *flips hair* ^^
i like Daphne Khoo, shes is the bomb... a whiny bomb. but a bomb nevertheless.
okay medicine is kicking in. im getting drowsy. i need to sleep, but i have truckloads of homework and tests to study for. i am sad. ]=
*flips hair*
okay im happy again toodles
ps. great news! bio test postponed!
Monday, February 02, 2009 @ about 10:40 PM
plastic feelings
Plastic feelings and upside-down brains Worn-out limbs and exploding veins
i've studied Physics! yay! i dont know why im yay-ing, it's not like im going to pass anyway! hahahaha but im satisfied, at least i have some knowledge! =D
today i fooled around with Zwan's macbook, i wanted to use Garage Band because i've written two songs and i wanted to hear if it sounds good when recorded. BUT THERE WAS NO GARAGE BAND. there was logic idk what uh and i had no idea how to use it! irritating ahhhhhh! i spent, like, the whole day at school getting excited about my date with his macbook!!
eh alamak im seriously worrying for my malay and chemistry. chemistry is like a cloud of mist to me, chey cause i seriously dont get anything. everything is so vague, but at least i know that an atom isnt a bomb *winks at ZUL* hahahaha
and malay isnt any easier! gosh. i feel pathetic. what am i supposed to do? read books?? but i dont even understand like 82.56% of the words in any malay book you hurl to my face! HELPPPPPPPP maybe i should blog in malay from now on!
NOOO, i'd sooner play in traffic. or sniff glue. or jump into a pool of sharks. or wrestle a crocodile. because if Captain Hook can do it, so can i. -___-
and im worrying about that bullshit English composition i wrote. the topic was Celebrity, narrative/expository and naturally i chose to write narrative. who the hell writes expository?! ok never mind!
i wrote whatever pathetic story i had in my mind and im crossing my fingers i'll score well for grammar and vocabulary.
i dont get the school now, i swear i dont. the teachers are waaaay too uptight when it comes to rules that hardly matter. MIGHT elaborate on this another time. i dont want the school staff to hunt me down and send me to 6 hours at the so-called reflection centre (which isnt as majestic as it sounds, lol).
and seriously, the people who are thinking of demanding for a change of Literature teacher are testing my patience. at least have the decency to ask the opinions of people from the other classes whom you're sharing the class with. psh, are you even aware that you're sharing Lit class with other classes??!
and yeah, at least put in the effort to finish reading the book before accusing her of being a bad teacher.
it's LITERATURE, for God's sake. you're supposed to READ, so stop frigging complaining.
okay so whats new? currently my eyebags are conquering my eyes. i feel like cutting them off. but i look strange with and without eyebags. sad. ]=
my eyebags are getting hard, i noticed. theyre not soft and squishy like before! =O maybe i should go for liposuction and suck out my eyebags, if thats even possible. no, no, i think i'd rather cut them off and keep them in a small transparent container. then i can squeeze them everyday! -__-
eh hahaha btw, the other day i dreamt that my POPART watch started functioning again! with brighter light! =D wawaweeeeeeee~
i told my tutor about my dream and as usual she told me i was weird. ]= and then she said people usually dream of things they ponder about or things they really really want.
i know i dont think about my watch (why would i do that?) so does that mean i really want my watch to start functioning again?
okay fine, i do! =D
hahahaha!
yay, Across The Universe tomorrow, hey ho lets go~
that is the cap i wear when i feel like feeling like a celebrity (= oh shut up, i am allowed to dream, k. hahahaha
(trust me there are still truckloads of pictures, but i'll save them for other entriesssss!)
ta now!
ps. Santa granted my wish a little too late. oh well, better late than never! ;D GBF FRVR -___- hahahahaha
Sunday, February 01, 2009 @ about 9:48 PM
HAPPY BIRTHDAY(S)! HAZIQ IS 16! YAY FOR TBFF*! TIAC WOO IS 20! YAY TIAC WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
senyum-senyum selalu! (smile always! -___- )
*tbff: temporary best friend forever
Be nice, or go away.
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