BURN!!

I'm currently nursing this nasty burn that i got at work.

Imagine skin in contact with metal that is at 200°C. Ouch.

So now i have 3 scars that may be permanent. Ugly! Well, 3 scars in a year...I'll say not bad actually, lol.

There's a thousand words that i could say, to make you come home

HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY MIDAH!!!
Enjoy your last teenage year :)

I can't wait for movie later! And you better like the present.

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When we know that we are going to move on to a new phase in life, we tend to promise ourselves that we will never change. We tell ourselves that we will always keep in touch with our close friends.

But when we are finally in that new phase, sometimes it's difficult to keep those promises. It's not that we don't want to, sometimes we are just caught up with our new life that we can't pause and breathe and think back to what we promise and who we promise those things to.

We are all getting older, slowly moving into adulthood. You and your friends will move to different colleges and do different things. I don't mind that, coz new experience means fun. But for me, it's nice to know that i have some people with me through all this havoc.

To my few close friends, i really hope that there will never be a time when we can manage just fine in our lives, without the support of the other party.

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I think i have a thing for attractive married men. Yes, they are good-looking, but the fact that they are married makes it all more fun actually.

And i secretly (not that it's a secret anymore now) finds pleasure in rejecting customers. I have no idea why. I like "killing" the waffle machine and i like to tell people who just got into the shop that we are closed.

I'm complex, we all know that.

Should i ignore you or just give it time

I took a cab home from work just now. During the journey, the uncle kept talking to me but he didn't have a very good grasp of English. Not that it really mattered. But since that he was making an effort to interact with his customer, so i pretended to be enthusiastic about the conversation.

I tried to answer in simple sentences, using the simplest words ever. And i even laughed at jokes, not that i know they were jokes, but he laughed after he said that, so i'm sure they were jokes.

Then slowly our conversation died. I tried to read my book, but it was too dark. He suddenly increased the volume of his radio, which didn't matter to me coz it was in Chinese and it was news.

So i guess by then it was 12am.

Anyways, he listened and then he told me what the news was about. Apparently there was this Singaporean who got murdered by some Osama people. I was like, What? Never knew that some Singaporean was in hostage! But then again, i rarely read NEWS news.

Frankly, i wasn't even sure whether what i heard was correct at first coz his English was really pretty bad, so he might have meant something else. But yeah, no.

He later said (not a quote, but something like that), "Wah why all these Muslims like to kill people? Bla bla bla..."

Excuse me?! Who am i then?? Ok either it was really dark then that he couldn't tell that i was Malay or he was just really really bad in forming sentences in English.

Well yes, Malay doesn't mean Muslim, though most of the time yes, but yeah most Singaporeans has this problem of thinking that all Malays are Muslims, Indians have to be Hindus and they can't differentiate between Tamil and Indian.

Back to story. At first i thought that he was being sarcastic towards me and i had to say something in defence of my fellow Muslims. But then i realised that whatever he said was nothing personal against me. It was just something that he thought. Just his opinions.

But is it true? That most people, especially the.."uncle-uncle" type, think that Islam is a religion that portrays violence? No religion teaches violence, but when some Muslims use the name of religion for their selfish behaviours, people just assume that,"Oh, why are Muslims like that!"

Well, i'm glad to say that some people, mostly my non-Muslims friends are aware that all these terrorism stuff has nothing to do with the real teaching of Islam. But it's just so sad to see people..uncles...who think they are right, and you have this urge to educate them about your religion and stand up for it, but you know whatever you say won't make much of a difference coz that's what they think.

It's not that they are stubborn, it just that it takes more than words from a 19 not-so-pious year old Muslim to make them realise their misconception.

And when i came home, i went online, i realised that uncle was totally wrong about his whole story! Yes a Singaporen has been killed. But no, she was killed in Mumbai, by some terrorists there, not some "Osama people"!
http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20081128/tap-947-singaporean-held-hostage-mumbais-231650b.html

It's ridiculous. Get the fact right first man! Oh wells.

Look at the bright side. I finally read up on some current affairs.

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My room is exceptionally clean today. No, not because of Hari Raya. And no, the paternal grandmother isn't visiting anytime soon. Zimah decided to clean the house, after so much persuasion on my side. Hoorays!

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This week of Survivor sucks!

So, by keeping her heart protected, she'll never, ever feel rejected

Today, i became my sister's chaperon again. But actually, the only thing i did was send the girls to the library. Once we reached there, the 3 of them went to the Children's Section and i busied myself with books...not from the same section of course! I didn't even accompany them when they went out to eat, though i offered at first.

I guess, they just want that sense of independence. They were really thrilled when i allowed them to go buy their own food. I was kinda worried, coz i'm responsible for 2 other girls as well. But come on, we all have been young before. We never really liked it when parents restrict us all the time right?

The rest of the time, well, i did nothing. For about 2hr 30min, i just sat at my spot and continued reading. Once they were done with..i'm not sure what, we split ways and Zimah and i went for dinner.

We went for dinner at The Memorable McDonalds. Gosh, the same place where the four of us had our study dates...which we now realise that they were futile. Times when we were supposed to be doing practices after practices, we played Shoot, Shag or Marry and the not-so-correct version of 20 Questions.

But oh wells, Midah's doing alright at SIM..i think?? And Farhan is done with A-levels, which i hope will be better than the previous one. Farhana and i, well...we are hanging in there.

And i have 4 storybooks! Awesome, i haven't been reading in awhile. Oh! And i heard MPH is having a sale now. So to all those bookworms out there, take note!

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It's always the person who acts tough that cries more. Haven't you realise that already?

Release me from this curse

The thing about Rihanna is that you don't have to be a fan of hers to know her songs. Her songs are everywhere! You can hear it on the radio, shops or even handphone ringtones!



I am definitely not a fan of hers. But that doesn't mean i would ignore if i see her on tv. Well, you can't blame me, she is popular alright!



You can't deny the fact that Rihanna has done some amazing collaborations, like with Ne-Yo, Chris Brown, Maroon 5, Jay-Z, Timbaland and of course Justin Timberlake *screams*



She may have a nasal voice and her nose may be pesek but her videos are cool. I love her haircut but i seriously don't think she's hot.



And now i'm beginning to wonder why am i dedicating an entry for her. Afterall, she's "Irfan's" girlfriend!



Oh wells, please watch "Rehab", Rihanna's latest music video. Look out for the 3:33-3:40 part. It's like hotter than hot :)



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Is it me, or are some Singaporeans just plain pigs?



Ok too harsh. Let me rephrase that.



Is it me, or are some Singaporeans just plain inconsiderate? Ok of course we all know that it's not me, right?



Seriously. I know i get paid for cleaning your mess, but i just can't understand why is it so hard for you to keep the table decently messy, if there's such a thing.



I mean, the foreigners, especially the ang-mohs, they are like the most polite people ever. And they will clear their tables and even if not, it's not that disgusting-looking.



Somehow some Singaporeans think they are too good and they own the place or something.



Gosh, i hate them. It's just so irritating. It's like they don't have the basic of basic of common sense!



Now i totally understand why Abah makes an effort to clear our tables after we finish eating outside.



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I need to be Calm and Collected.



Breathe.

It's like you were my favourite drug

Prom is finally over. Yey! The whole thing may not be perfect...nothing is anyway, but i think it was a good effort.

Special shout outs to those who have helped the souvenir committee yesterday.

Thank you to Amirah, without you i would have probably screwed up. Thank you for being by my side, calming me down when i start to freak out...which is most of the time, that's the thing.

Underneath that "Huh??" confused look that she has all the time, she is actually a practical person :)

Thank you Ian for running around and pretending to be busy?? Haha, but seriously, thank you for your concern towards the committee. Really appreciate it :)

Thank you to the 2 councillors who helped out with the lucky draw part. I didn't catch your names, but i owe you guys.

To Aunty Jenny, thank you for being so resourceful. You can get almost anything anywhere from her. She's like a Doraemon according to Mira.

After prom ended yesterday, Midah, Mira, Afizah and i walked barefooted all the way from the hotel to the bus stop. I couldn't take the pain anymore, coz my feet had blisters. So we all took off our shoes. Haha i'm sure at 12am, nobody will really care whether we are wearing shoes or otherwise.

And i would only dare do these weird things with either Midah or Farhana. Yesterday was one of those times :)

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I believe that not everybody is born with the gift of rhythm. Some people when being taught a dance, they just don't get it how Step 1 goes with Beat 1 and how Step 2 goes with Beat 2.

Well, i can't blame you for something that you don't have.

But that doesn't mean you shouldn't try. Yes, that would mean you will have to have extra practices. Yes, that would mean that the choreographer tends to be slightly more irritated with you.

But it all doesn't matter. I'm sure that if you have the commitment and drive to want to learn, you will get it eventually.

Jun Jie is a good example. I salute him for being very positive and keen to learn.

Hoorays to Midah's babies!

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Give me any 2 girls' names. One of the girl has to be very opinionated and isn't scared to voice out and another is like the girl-next-door kind.

And imagine that they have a quarrel.

It doesn't matter who started it, but naturally, an outsider who knows that there is something wrong going on between them will just assume that the more vocal girl is the guilty party.

It's as simple as that.

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And there really was something else that i wanted to blog about, but i totally forgot about it now, as you can tell. Buh.

Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder

Why is it that we don't mind providing company for a sad friend, but we are so ignorant towards our own sisters? Why do we not mind listening to our friends' woes but when it comes to our sisters, we go "Oh hush up already will you, stop being such a baby!".

Why do we treat friends...well, technically they are "outsiders", way nicer than we treat those sisters whom we sleep with together at night?

Our sisters deserve way more credit than that.

Just because they are smaller, doesn't mean they deserve to tolerate our shit. Just because they are smaller, doesn't mean they ain't capable of doing something that you can't do.

Just because they are younger, doesn't mean they can't wrap presents. Althought it may not be nice, but atleast they did it! sorry digress, i'm still sore about that.

So the next time your sister happens to ask you a stupid or irritating question, think, please think, before you answer. Imagine a friend asking you the same stupid/irritating question. Will you still retort as much to them?

Most of us have this deficiency of saying no to our friends' requests. But when it comes to our sisters, their little little wants are being denied of. Hmm.

So come on people! Give our sisters more respect.

They deserve it.

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Crying is a form of letting go. Confiding in a friend is a form of letting go. Forgiving is a form of letting go. And choosing to ignore and move forward is also a form of letting go.

Hell, whatever works for you man!

But trust me, when you manage to just let it all go, you will feel so much better. So why wait and continue to burden yourself?

Let it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over

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To Amirah, thank you so much for carrying all those stuff with and for me the other day. Dang, this time there wasn't any drama involving The Cleavage, haha.

And simply more thank yous for all the company and support. At a time like this, there really wasn't anyone else to turn to and i truly appreciate you being there with me till the end of this.

I owe you one buddy!

To dearest Zimah, you deserve utmost respect. I'm sorry you had to miss your favourite "K-Nite". Love you.

Bowling later!

To Hamidah, thank you for never failing to predict something right before it happens. It's either i'm too transparent or you are just plain psychic.

Well, i think it's a mixture of both.

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Oh the Hong Kong boys won Amazing Race Asia. Yeah, big whoop! Like we all didn't predict that, buh.

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I am always late when i'm meeting someone. I was late for 1hr to meet Amirah one time and 20min for another. And i was late for 1hr for a lunch date at Canele with Sakinah on Wednesday.

Please people, whenever i set a time to meet, please show up 1/2hour later coz that's probably the time that i will show up as well.

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To avoid further drama in the future, just some advice, please don't take my words seriously. That's coz half the time i don't even mean whatever i said.

I just don't want to entertain more "disappointment" soap opera from any of you, so please when i say "I'll do anything for you", you don't exactly expect me to do so right?! I'm only saying it coz that's what you wanted to hear!

Oh come on, people don't do angel with me. I'm sure that's what some of you do as well. Admit it, will ya.

When there was me and you

One month more.
12th Dec.
Yay.

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In most of the things we do, what we need is a balance. When we go to any sides of the extremes, nothing nice turns out usually.

I guess that's why some people are friends with some people. They strike a balance.

If both of you are too similar, then there's not much excitement going on. If the two are you are too different, then you can't tolerate each other much.

Just nice is...well, just nice!

And i think Farhana and i or Midah and i are pretty much well-balanced. And that's what i really like about us.

So what's wrong with being selfish?

It's a totally different experience when you get lost with your parents. The good thing is that if things get screwed up and you can't get to your destination, there's always a car or cab that will transport you there :)

They can be really tired from a day's work but they will still put you in their number one priority.

Parents are just amazing people. And i'm lucky to have really supportive ones.

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It's time to let go and be selfish.
I don't care if you need me.
I have my own stuff to do, so settle your own.

It will really help alot if i don't have to do something that i totally detest of now.

Just doing your thing alone is sometimes better coz when you rely to much on others, they cause nothing but disappointment.

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My parents have finally found out that i'm IC-less. So it's time to make one!

I WANNA close my eyes, i WANNA fall asleep

I'm still tired coz i woke up at like 6:30am this morning. That isn't normal for me. Woke up, freshened up, ate breakfast at the coffee shop downstairs. Then we went to Pak Ngah's house, which is 2 blocks away from my house.

Went to his house, to see him greeting us at the lift with his faded shirt and his kain sarong on. Seriously dude!

Later we waited for some other relatives to arrive and for Pak and Mak Ngah to get ready. We had some prayer session where most of those present cried. Very very emotional moment. Intense.

On the way to Changi Airport, i slept like a pig. Reached there to see the whole place packed with other Muslims. Other than the morning prayers on Hari Raya, i have never seen such a big group of Muslims gathered at the same place before. Awesome.

While we were waiting for the couple to be checked in, i had to play with Zarifah, their youngest child. My aunt, Zimah and i tried to play and joke with her so that she will get distracted. Gosh, if you heard how she wailed at the house, you would too join with me to play stupid games with her.

Oh i saw Baihakki Khaizan again. Twice in the same week. And my parents really know him. As in really KNOW him.

Mira: Never doubt the connections that our parents have, haha.

After like an hour waiting, they finally checked in and we could leave the place. I tried to sleep again, but everybody else was so high and noisy in that chartered bus.

We went for lunch at the same place where we had breakfast but i didn't eat coz perut masuk angin...Translation?? Erm, forget it.

Went home and slept for AWHILE, boo, and later went out again with the parents.

Tired.

Came home to sleep awhile again, while Zimah was telling bedtime stories to me (no kidding!!). Later i woke up and showered and did some stuff related to work and prom.

Tomorrow has got to be productive. Hopefully we have the money and the strength to carry all those stuff. Experience on Monday reminded me that i'm not that strong, boo.

And i need to get up early AGAIN tomorrow...Later, i mean.

Too tired to come up with a title

I.Am.Super.Tired.

Thank you Mira for helping out today.

And there's something weirdly corny between Mira and chicken mushroom puff. Talk about HOT!

Some days I'm a super bitch, up to my old tricks, but it won't last forever

Just when i thought i was a mean and petty biatch, i prove myself wrong. Well done Shimah, you deserve a pat on your back.

I can't be perfect, now it's just too late

Judging someone is just part of human behaviour, whether you are being intentional or not. Living in a Malay/Muslim society, controversial issues have always been a problem. We always assume that people who drink, smoke, do drugs or have illegitimate children are generally bad people. Are they?

I'm not saying DON'T JUDGE, coz you just can't afford not to sometimes.

Just because a person does something that you don't particularly agree with, doesn't make that person immoral. We all have our moments, our weaknesses. Times when we just get swayed and do things that we may never think of doing before. And if you think it's fair for people to say that you a bad person because of you past mistakes, then you can by all means throw your negative comments to other people.

It's easy to criticise. Way too easy sometimes. But if the same thing ever happens to you one day? What appropriate answers can you provide?

All i hope for is that such fate will never befall on me. I'm not going to sneer at them. I'll try not even to comment, which is hard most of the time.

Who are you to judge? Are you THAT perfect?

I once learnt: It's not how you live, but how you die.

Can i have this dance

Finally went to watch High School Musical 3: Senior Year!

The movie's good, no surprises there.
The songs are better, especially the ballads.
Choreography is intricate and that's what it awesome.
Vanessa Hudgens is really good-looking. Sometimes i just can't stop myself from looking just at her and ignoring Zac Efron.

Well, those not-so-young girls behind us may choose to differ. They were like hyperventilating everytime Zac was on screen. Lesson learnt today: The next time i watch a movie, i will really make a point to keep my raging hormones in control.

So, go watch it! I would want to watch it again.

I could spend my life in this sweet surrender

Things that probably only WE will bring up in the middle of the night:

1. Morgan is the name of the male teddy in Bananas in Pyjamas.
2. Teletubbies eat pancakes and drink some sort of pink jelly.
3. Reciting a specific episode from Bananas in Pyjamas.
4. Singing songs from Blues' Clues and Thomas and Friends.

It is true. We digress. Alot.

I must say, i'm glad that i know someone else who knows her cartoons damn well.

Cheers to a wonderful childhood!

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Wade Robson is in Singapore again, and i couldn't make it...again. Pfft.

Oh wells, he was here less than 5 years ago and he's back again, so i'm sure he'll come here again within 5 years from now.

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And once again i bawled while watching Armageddon.

You may know who's going to die and how they are going to die in the movie, you may know who says what dialogues in the movie...basically you may know what's going to come up next, but that still doesn't stop you from crying, despite watching it for like around 50 times already.

1. Ben Affleck looked really cute, less manly...Good!
2. Liv Tyler looked like Snow White, which reminds me of Kristin Kreuk actually.
3. If i ever date an old man, he has to look like Bruce Willis.

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High School Musical 3:Senior Year with 2 of my favourite people tomorrow! :D