HEY THERE MY-SARAH! =)

THE EDGE OF REASON

2007-07-27T00:35:00.000+08:00

guten tag to the pretty souls of the world. all my bags're packed, i'm ready to go!

thecurlymonster.lj

SAME SARAH. BRAND NEW DIARY.
no. i'm not bridget jones. ahaha v.g.

emoboy emoboy emoboy!

2007-07-20T21:37:00.000+08:00

Much thanks to sleepless nights & PW for letting me fall into this condition. But kinda fun actually because i could like leave school early 8)

Anyhoo, i'm gonna pick up lomo soon. Been surveying and reading up on them lately. I first noticed this lomo thingy through pictures on Friendster. Cool touch i must say & yep. I MISS PHOTOGRAPHY! Just so you know. I was chairman of HS photography & video-editing society in 2005 8) AHAHA nerdhead. Unfortunately, i can't do much because i'm left with no materials at all. Should've just kept the Canon EOS & not return it to the school. nyah nyah nyah. Oh well. But I got my eyes & atm card on a lomo. Pretty reasonable price which gives you the utmost quality. A kiss of lomo & there you have it- a picture perfect moment. Two months, two months..

So that makes another on my 2007 list. Guess I've listed too many already since the very beginning & look: I CAN'T EVEN ACHIEVE HALF OF IT!! Sod it.

-SHOPPING (okay. maybe only 1/8785200320324687654321 of the ones i planned)

-new pair of skates
-~~cable car ride~~
-watch ndp 07 LIVE (and i mean you go with tickets)

-watch chingay LIVE (TICKETS damnit)
-watch a play at the Esplanade (KIASU S'poreans grabbed ALL the tix for King Lear; otherwise i would probably be going tomorrow night)

-more photos in my personal album(s)

-a bass/new guitar

-attend a gig

-LOMO LOMO!

-inner poise. inner poise.

No, I'm not Bridget Jones.

maybe a greater thing will happen

2007-07-19T22:41:00.000+08:00

The last thing anyone would ever wanna do on Earth is this thing called PW. Yep. Just those two pathetic letters can make you go bonkers. It's making my mood burst the richter scale. After all those happy peanut-butter-&-jelly-eating times, we hafta face this junk! Sod it.

Right. Fireworks coming up. Baybeats too. Like. Finally.
Oh fyi, i'm gonna switch to lj preeeeeeety soon 8)

wentworth miller's gay ?!

2007-07-17T21:37:00.000+08:00

Seeing my poor old mates make their way to their examination venues while i make my way home to the Land of Nod kinda makes me feel sober. HAHAHA. Really. I don't like the feeling of walking outta school alone, without listening to cheryl's never-ending whines & the uber fun company of steph the slenger.

And yep. I went home, had lunch & read myself to sleep with bridget jones' diary. I woke up an hour and a half later only to realize that i'd overslept & so had to rush to tutor the boys in serangoon.

I'm beginning to sound like a typical guy-blogger.
But still- there's something about guys who blog 8)

you'll be safe here

2007-07-15T00:46:00.000+08:00

I've this sudden urge of switching to lj.
I've this sudden urge of going for a run.
I've this sudden urge of going to a GIG (like- when are THEY coming bo-dohh?)
I've this sudden urge of getting a pair of Macbeths.
I've this sudden urge of buzzing cheryllek/steph

I can't sleep.
and I'm turning over a new leaf. really

pada bintang-bintang

2007-07-07T07:07:00.000+08:00

My mom's voice still hasn't recovered. Let alone her never-ending cough. Judging by the way she sounds & struggles to talk, I could tell how painful it is. Doctor says two weeks. Imagine not being allowed to talk for two whole weeks? Well rules are meant to be broken aren't they? But think about it. No matter how much or how hard she struggles, you could barely hear anything except sounds of like the wind or leaves rustling. Maybe a little like Smeagol/Gollum. Thank God it isn't c**c** or anything of the sort.

Anyways, at around eleven yestermorning, I received an unexpected text from an unexpected dodo bird which read,
"Hey there slut. :P today is your special day. :) hope you will enjoy yourself ya? Wishing you many more ... " it sure got my heart singing. That's the thing about this date.

It's been two years.
maimai loves all. maimai misses all.

momma i love you

2007-07-02T19:23:00.000+08:00

i'm sitting here & i miss the power. i'd like to go out & take a shower. but there's a heavy cloud inside my head. i feel so tired; put myself into bed, where nothing ever happens. & i wonder *bom bom bom-- ting*

It's pretty shocking to hear that the girls're back. But this time, as moms/moms-to-be i guess. Sadly, they're not dropping by at this little red dot. Not that i wanna watch their live performance. Mannn- I'd rather throw it all on The All-American Rejects, Coldplay, Muse, Dashboard, Yellowcard, Taking Back Sunday, Switchfoot, Plain White Ts or even Enrique Iglesias! AHAHA like c'mon MAI- Spice Girls?

like what the mutts & minahs always say "OLD SKOOL S**LLLL!" =)

she smiled at me on the subway

2007-06-25T19:53:00.000+08:00

I think they're the best people in the universe. True enough- they may be a tad too unreasonable at times but you can't deny the fact that that's what makes them special. Simply different from the rest.

Biasness, curfews, naggings/scoldings with no rhyme or reason. And behind all these actually lies a woman of enormous strength- so enormous that even a gazillion times of Samson's strength combined is of no match to hers. Afterall, she's you mother.

Oh well. My life's indeed brilliant & pureeeeeee

"happy 42nd birthday my darling," says AB (HAHAHA kedodol kacanggggggg!)

now let's get closer, closer

2007-06-19T19:39:00.000+08:00

Nothing beats sleepovers at your grandparents'. Especially when you have grandmother stories (like- literally) as bedtime tales.

HAPPY BELATED 90TH BIRTHDAY BAPAK

Cry no more okay Nenek, Bapak? Like honestly. Never have I ever gotten a tad too sick or bored with those usual school holidays sleepovers throughout my entire (17yrs 5mths 13days) life. And trust me. I never will. WE never will (cept for huawei i guess teeheehee)

many nights we've prayed

2007-06-13T22:21:00.000+08:00

Have you ever wondered whether what you're doing at the mo' is something you're like really reallyyyyy doing? Like, have you ever thought it's just another one of those weird yet nice little dreams? Well i would give a definite y-e-s.

Even at this point of time- me running my little fingers on the keyboard, listening to the crunching & crackling of the keys while tuning in to my fav tunes on my playlist & entertaining my dear Ironman Farhan on msn. Could all this be a dream?

Think about it. I'm like already 17. Yeah, seventeen. And you, God knows what. 5? 20? 77? 99?
I'm attending college. College. Mates too. Colleges, polytechnics, universities. Yeah. Polytechnics. Universities. Never have I imagined all of us would come this far. But there's still more to come for all.

Boys waiting to become men once they've been enlisted to serve the nation, girls chasing after spots in uni..

Speaking of which, I can't believe my sisters're in uni! Like. Both of them. Eldest's gonna start her 2nd semester soon whereas my elder sis's gonna embark on a completely new journey in a couple of months' time. Although the bond isn't as strong as how it used to be, I'm still proud to tell the world that they are my sisters, my own blood. I don't know whether my turn would come but it somehow will- when I believe..

Mannnn- been hearing about lotsa boys going for NS soon. People like Zar the Bomohhh, AB's mates, mom's friend's sons, etc. But AB's not enlisted yet & it got the both of us wondering whyyyy. I'm not saying that I wanna get rid of him (haha!) but it's just that you know. It's time he turns into a man. A man.

On a lighter note, I still feel happy for him becauuuusssssseeeeee:
he PASSED the 5-hour RSAF Compass Test! &he should be receiving a call from them in a couple of weeks' time to inform him on the interview with those BIG shots. Perhaps the Top Gun would be there too. Maverick, Goose, Iceman!

I wish everyone the very best of luck in whatever they do. Esp to my loved ones & Ironman whose BODYBUILDING contest's coming up real soon. I'll be there- PROMISE!

Slamat tidur bumi (whatever that means). You will when you believe.

we are strange allies, with warring hearts

2007-06-12T18:33:00.000+08:00

as corny as this may sound, i miss 4E2 so badly that i could cry =(
sentosa soon okay?

shopaholic & mother

2007-06-05T20:12:00.000+08:00

Ahhh! What luck! I feel so uber blessed these days. Seems like karma's been raher UP-UP & AWAYY. teeheehee =)

You know. I never knew that shopping's the best with your dear beloved mommy till yesterday, when I decided to steer off course after tutoring the boys & join mom in Chinatown. It's really cool having your mom around as you walk the ground of her hometown, listening to her childhood tales . Yep, my mom grew up in Chinatown- Mosque Street to be precise.

We went shopping around People's Park & OG, & we couldn't help holding our breaths whenever we take a peek at the price tags of those handbags. Even moms have their "dream handbags"! (I'll try to get one for you mommy!) As we walked & talked & walked & talked, mom would look at the clothes & pass remarks like "aiyooooo so Hong Kong!", "tsk tsk. very Ah Soh.." But the weird thing is that you could find Dorothy Perkins in the midst of that Ah Soh boutique. Unfortunately, the jeans I tried on was like crap so lucky mommy saved 39 bucks =(

The story didn't just end there- mom took me by surprise when she took this high-cut sneakers when I was trying on a pair of Chucks & said that she used to own a pair of those for school. To compliment the pair of high-cut sneakers, she wore an uber long school skirt (all the way below her knees when others were wearing micro-minis), all in the name of Olivia Newton John! High-cut sneakers with "flare" skirt- GREASE lightning! AHAHAHA

Oh well. So mucho funnnnn! And look, mom just got home from Body Shop-ing with a new bottle of Cassis Rose & Vitamin E facial washhhhhhh for me! WOOHOO<3

Can't wait for tomorrow tomorrowwwwwww! Right AB? x)

the scofield hairdo

2007-05-31T16:44:00.000+08:00

Hello hello hellllllllll-ohhhhhhhhhh!

I love little kids in green uniform! Somehow, they've got this chilli-api in them & it makes me wonder whether I was just like one some three years back. Pondering & worrying over little things, asking silly questions..

Boy oh boy, i must say that spec course this time's something pretty new. New place, new feel, new people. But not too bad actually & i can't wait for their graduation this Friday. So for now, I needa list a few things that I could give my Zulu cadets as a reward for their out-stand-ingggg performance, & for naming their anonymous platoon SARAH. Imagine me commanding them in a way like "Sarah watch your front Sarah sedi-a!"

Cool bo-dohhhhh! *cheryllek's style*

Gee. So much for all those NCC stuff. I'm yet to catch up on those stuff school's been going thru for the past few days. And yep- gonna mutate into a mugger soon. Sleepless nights, heavy eyebags, panda eyes, panda eyes, panda eyes!

But before I move on to that, let's just take a chill pill & go for a round of shopping shall we? Make that two, yo!

comic book heroes inc.

2007-05-22T23:17:00.000+08:00

Have I ever mentioned that I'm like a part-time tutor? Hmmm maybe I haven't but yeah. It's pretty cool being one & I strongly recommend the job especially if you've the chance to deal with primary school kids. You'd instill loadsa self-discipline & would not give in to indulgences such as partying at a friend's place after school (rrrright- thanks Lionel!) when your supposed to have just headed to the bus-stop & hop onto the bus which'd bring you to where you needa be.

When your tutoring, there's simply so much fun. You feel like a grown-up, looking over little kids busy scribbling & scratching their heads & hearing an awful lot of excuses from them just get away from the dreadful table where the tuition teacher sits & monitors whatever you do.

At the end of the day, you'll walk home under the bright, pretty stars with the moon smiling (like. literally) at you. And top it off with a bar of Bueno in your hand. The result is superb- pure satisfaction. Your troubles & worries would just scrammmm.

But the ride home might dampen the mood somehow. As you gaze out the windows & just look up at the pretty pretty things up in the sky, you'd think of those nights halfway up a mountain where you lie outside your tent & gaze up at the same night sky. And at the same time, you start singing a familiar tune with the claimed intention of singing it for the girl in the nearby tent, not knowing she was listening intently to it.

On a random note of parchment, don't you wish your life's just like those comic book characters? Running into ordinary people who claim to have a superhero in them? Well, let them prove it then.

In the mean time, let's all go back to the start.

The Scientist Video

The Scientist lyrics - Coldplay lyrics

Coldplay Music Videos

Music Video Codes by VideoCure

care to stay for a while?

2007-05-19T08:38:00.000+08:00

Guten tag to the beautiful people of the world.

Another exciting, fun-filled evening with a bunch of lovely classmates in an awesome room in a cool green house off Bukit Timah. I loveeeeeee Stephy's place! So doe Patson & Lionel the dancing momma! I had so mucho funnnn that i'm beginning to like really really loveeeee my life in SR =)

Besides the wonderful homies, we've this real cool bunch of art-sys! I got to know bout them just yesterday& boy, ARTS FEST was a blast! The Dance Group's simply gorgeous & yes, they're worthy of it- GOLD WITH HONOURS babyyy!

Anyways, i love my mates! Thanks Stephhhhhhhh! =)

sarah_linkinshinoda

2007-05-13T16:18:00.000+08:00

Have i ever mentioned my favourite-test band? Apart from the All-American Rejects?
Well it isn't exacally my favourite one but more or less one which i used to be head-over-heels with. Chester Bennington, Mike Shinoda, JOSEPH HAHN, Rob Bourdon, Brad Delson, Phoenix- do they ring any bell? Why of course, they're LINKIN PARK!

Notice the caps on Hahn's name? Well that's because i think he's the HOTTEST guy in LP! A tad Korean if i'm not mistaken. Oh yessss. For those of you who could remember, the reason why my email add back in P6-Sec1/2 was like sarah_linkinshinoda was because i was a little too obsessed over LP x)

It kinda amused me when i found out the name originated from this place in NY called "Lincoln Park". But they were called something else before that which i can recall at all. The first time heard their songs was back then when i was 11. A bunch of YCKPS mates from some class introduced me to their very first album& strongly recommended their hit single "In The End". I went home with Hybrid Theory (cool name eh) placed nicely in my bag & hit it on the hi-fi set the moment i stepped foot in my then lovely house.

To my surprise, the first track itself caught my ears & boy was i in love with LP just moments later! & Track no.3 (if i'm not mistaken)- "Points of Authority" became my favourite from Hybrid Theory.

LP then released Hybrid Theory - Limited Edition (which i almost bought but didnt =( , Meteora, Reanimation, Live In Texas, the not-worth mentioning STUPID collaboration with Jay- correction GAY-Z & after a lonnnggggg wait-
it's minutes to MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT =)

*albums up for borrowing! come get some! just buzz MAI!

(Live in Texas comes with a DVD!)

&to all mommies of the world,

HAPPY MOMMY'S DAY *hugsssssss*

esp to my preeeeeeeettttyy mommy! grrr- look t her skin!

even the best fall down sometime

2007-04-30T23:46:00.000+08:00

Guten tag to all the people of the world.

Ahhhhhhhhh! I can't believe it's a holiday tomorrow! Mannnn- liberation from school, teachers, irritating classmates like CHERYLLEK (who loves calling me a "SLENGER" & spells "perasan" as "PRAHSAN") but unfortunately, no escape from schoolwork, revision & anything of the sort.

I must say that i've been missing HS a lot these days. Esp my beloved class. Not to forget the kinda atmosphere & environment we have in class every single day. The boys with their Ya Kun Kaya toasts, girls complaining about pimples&eyebags, the bims bitching, and the bos simply slacking around- some even pretending to be beauty queens.

The kinda feeling i'm having towards 1A01 is somewhat different. No doubt, we're a dynamic bunch. An "always happy class", as quoted by my econs tutor. But then again, i don't know. I've this feeling of uptightness & insecurity. I don't really dare to voice out as much as i want to. I can feel myself bein drifted into my own world every single time in school. Hey don't get me wrong. I mean only during long breaks & lunches. And when I'm in class, I feel as if i'm stuck in a claustrophobic space- one filled with lotsa egoism, critiques, bitch-o-ramas, you name it.

I'm keeping this real short before i start emo-ing myself to bed in a few moments' time. Well whatever it is, i'm still glad to have a lovely bunch of new-mates in 1A01. But still-

I miss 4E2.

happy Shakespeare day

2007-04-23T21:42:00.000+08:00

Today marks the birth day of the most brilliant writer in English literature, and also the day of his death. Cool eh.

Anyways my mommy just told me that the right method of cooking instant noodles is to boil the noodle cake, drain off the water, boil a new pot of water, add the already-cooked noodles, then its seasoning.

No worries man, for it's still fast to cook (i think), good to eat! Well that's because you've just successfully gotten rid of the wax found in the noodle cake. Okay i'm a dodo.

when you think life lacks excitement

2007-04-22T00:19:00.000+08:00

Just a couple of nights ago, i had one helluva time with the bunch of people i greatly miss.

It was an unexpected one, i must say, because who in the right mind would call for a gathering at her place with no rhyme or reason? rrrrright- well my bad&i'd like to apologize little Worm, for it slipped off my mind that your birthday falls on the 20th April!

Nicenice. Veryyyyyy nice. Being able to meet up&catch up with a bunch of souls you've been seeing every day for the past couple of years after a long longgggg time. My, i felt uber good seeing those antics of each invidual again despite staying for a mere hour for the party. AY, in particular, with her "maimai-come-&-sit-with-me!" & "maimai-help-me-get-the-food/fork/spoon!" the way she stuffs food down her throat <33

So much love. So much fun. But i wonder, is this the excitement i've been longing for? Or am i still thirsty for more?

Oh well. Happy belated sweeet 17 to my little partner who miss sitting beside me in class&listening to my beautiful voice, and to big AH BEN!

Also, Happy belated 19 to the guy who wrote me a piece of poetry three years ago (which made me melt!); most talented guy i've ever come across in my life.

So, if at any point of time you think your life lacks excitement, think again :)

we sing our song with joy & pride!

2007-04-20T16:08:00.000+08:00

Arts Fiesta III was a blast!
So was 53rd CLT Course!

Butttt- catching up with school ain't as easy as i thought it would be.

Gotta run. Loadsa stuff to be done =(

children holding guns, while we are having fun

2007-04-08T02:47:00.000+08:00

Guten tag all.

Today is bookout day! Not exactly today actually considering that we've entered a fresh, new day. Unfortunately i can't be here for long cause i'll be booking in at 2000hrs laterrr.

Well it's been fun but painful at the same time. Silly incidences such as getting stung by a bee&was rushed to Nee Soon Medical Centre in the middle of the night, breaking out into a fever&yada yada yada.

But it's amazing being in a platoon comprising of dudes from all walks of life. Sea people, Commando, Water Tap, Mr Q/Ex-CWC, Ninja and not forgetting

SEXAYE LIKE TIGAAAARRRRRHHH!

*for those who'd like to come for POC, it'd be held on 13 April 2007, 1900hrs at ze MPH. ferry services are available @ YCK station taxi stand from 1730hrs-1900hrs and return trip from 2130hrs-2300hrs. if you think it's too much of a hassle, just contact Mr Actionnnnnnn @ 9040****

coldplay you make my day

2007-03-30T20:11:00.000+08:00

To Love, those whom i love & all who're loved:
thanks for sparing a thought for me. I know you guys missed my presence, my smile, my small pair of ears, my laughter&everything else to do with me. Long story short: i know you guys MISS this little Maimai :)

okay cheesy i know.

The white & navy blue uniform with the blue-yellow-striped tie would just hang nicely in the little corner of my wardrobe real soon. It'd be sad to bid goodbye to the set of uniform which has made a big impact in my life; I was easily able to widen my circle of friends in the HS family, turned me into a different person (more playful actually), braved me through storms and of course, given me the identity as a HSian (sorry but i just don't like the other term). and no thank you, i dont like the idea of being mistaken as an AC kid.

To those babes I meet at the bus-stop almost every morning, THANK YOU, for my day's easily perked up just by hearing those MaiMai-calling stuff. And i'm sorry to say that you'd hafta wait for two more weeks to see me in that Teddy-coloured (uhh big contrast i must say) uniform.

I really don't wanna miss school but still- 2 weeks in green

one shot one opportunity

2007-03-24T20:49:00.000+08:00

I saw it. The most beautiful pair of boots- ever.

With four SUPER wheels.

But that aside; along with retail therapy (which means that my already exhausted wardrobe's gonna get mighty skinny), the shopping treat I planned for my loved ones & not forgetting,

the pretty little telescope in the corner.

A daughter's gotta do what a daughter's gotta do :)

finding out about you&me is like doing a love autopsy

2007-03-16T20:51:00.000+08:00

Have I ever mentioned to you guys that I simply love Drew Barrymore?

Look at her! Her acting, her uber cool&sweet personality, her hair, her smile, her EVERYTHING! Simply adorable! But when she starts weeping, I'd just go "AWWWWWWWW!" There's just this thing bout the way she cries. She's sucha BABE mannn!

At times, I'm a tad too "perasan" & think that we- Barrymore&I of course, kinda look alike? You think so too? AHAHAHAHHA.

Check this real awesome Hollywood babe in my all-time faves Charlie's Angels, Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle, Never Been Kissed &of course-

MUSIC&LYRICS =)

Defnitely a MUST-WATCH: 9.7/10

"All I want to do is find a way back into love

I can't make it through without a way back into love.."

kiss my eyes & lay me to sleep

2007-03-13T13:52:00.000+08:00

Guten tag fellow readers.
It seems to me as if "marriage" has been a rather hot topic these days- not only amongst soon-to-wed couples but also amongst kids (more like youths) my age.

As such, this'd be an entry you'd choose not to read if:-

(i) your a type who thinks this issue is wayyy out of a seventeen-year-old's list of topics & should not be brought up in one way or another OR

(ii) if you have this thinking that only minah/muttt kahwin-kahwin talks about this.

Whenever this issue's brought up by my bunch of mates, every one of us'd be listening to one another's says attentively, careful not to let our ears miss even a word on this. The most common question & also one which we'd never fail to bring up would be,

"Who do you think would get married first?"

And guess whose name would be sorta chanted over & over again?

MAIMAI.

"Aiya, Maimai will confirm get married first."
"You & Astro so stable; confirm one la."

Oh bummerrrr. God save me! It does not necessarily mean that consdering one is in a relationship which seems to have reached ze "Happily-Ever-After" stage , one has actually fixed his/her mind to get married with that loved one he/she is dating at the moment.

Holy hell. I've not even gotten a DEGREE. Neither have I crossed the A-Levels hurdle. Talk about CPF dude! I don't even know what's gonna happen in years to come. Not even the slightest idea on what's gonna happen tomorrow or perhaps this very next minute.

My beloved friends/acquaintances, I don't even think I wanna hear my own wedding bells ringing, let alone window-shop for a nice wedding band. It's hard rreally. Once the fear engulfs you, you'd be choked & wouldn't be left with enough room to breathe.. And there you have it- the thing you call phobia.

I'm gonna fight for a place in a university. Not in the ROM!

Minah kahwin-kahwin!!!!!

"Haha.!! He throwing everything.!! He's like volcano.!!"

2007-03-06T11:42:00.000+08:00

This morning some idiot called & woke me up at like 0825 (when I was supposed to be up only at like 0857 just in time to catch Dora the Explorer on Kids Central) just to tell me that she didn't get posted to CJ !

Anyhoo, would you believe it if I say I got into NYP Nursing course? teehee(:

-here's a quick re-cap

M: I got into Nursing.
AB: Are you serious? For real?

M: Why should i be kidding? I don't even know how on Earth i got that instead of my first few choices which i should be eligible for.

AB: That's weird? I feel so..
M: ?
AB: Are you okay?

M: (no replies- giggling her ass off)

AB: Then how? Your mom knows about it?
M: Not yet. I don't know how i'm gonna break it to her cause i know she's looking forward to seeing me in a college.
AB: How about trying to appeal? Or anything like that? Are you feeling okay?

M: I don't know. AY told me to appeal. But. I don't know.
AB: I would appeal if i were you. But still i don't get it. Well no worries. You just stay calm and listen & feel your heart. Cause The Future is in your hands. (ACTTTTT ! that's sooooooo my mom's fave line !)

M: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA X) NYAH NYAH NYAH!

And so Mr Rahmano came to the rescue.. Dang I wasted seven texts !

Oh did you fellas feel those tremors? It got me spinning for a while.

I pray that everything&every one's in safe hands.

ohhh- who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

2007-02-28T09:30:00.000+08:00

say it with meeee-
AU YEONG WEI YINGGG !

To a special more-than-a-friend on this more-than-a-special day.

Eight (or is it nine?) years of more-than-a-friendship is like totally wow to me. And I could still remember the very first time you stepped into YCKPS. That was like. When we were nine? AHAHA you were soooooo different back then.

Hello Kitty school bag, Dora the Explorer hairdo, rectangular glasses and yessss- the retainers which I'd be so attracted to. The disgusting bit is that I'd go to her and say, "Hey remove that thingy again!" And the next thing you know is that she'd be holding this thingy dripping with whitish fluid called saliva and I'll just go "WOW, AWESOME !" like- eughhh!

When it comes to serious business, I'm like. Reallyyyyy scared of her. English tests/exams to be precise. The competition back then in P3 was really tough. I was soooooo afraid that she'd steal my 1st or 2nd placing in class with the help of her English grades. Buttttt- HAHA tough luck AY! When Mr Singh announced that she's in like 7th or 9th placing, I heaved the biggest sigh of relief- ever! AHAHA. But well. I must say that she's uber good in that subject: A1 for Os mannn! :)

Oh well. I'm just here to say that AU YEONG who's initially known as WEI YING has been my classmate since P3! Can you imagine that? Seeing her face EVERY SINGLE DAY not just in school mind you, butttttttttt for almost EVERY HOUR OF THE DAYYYYYY ! But yeah. Never have I ever ever gotten sick of her face or anything of the sort.

Dear AU YEONG, I will miss you once term starts. I'm gonna miss the way you gobble your food (you eating machine!), the way you do the AU YEONG'S SUPER FAST WALK, the way you laugh at little little things, the way you pat my head, the way you say "MAIMAI!" and of course,

the way you adore my cheeks and touch them gently- awwwww.

Your a year older now. And whoa, we've grown older together for the past eight years. And yes, I wanna grow old with you! (how cocky)

I'm gonna miss you babe. And I know you'll miss me too- esp my BIG HUGS!

HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN AU YEONG WEI YING
thanks for being by my side all the time :)
*WOOF WOOF!* see you @ Taka tonight !

parade of dreams

2007-02-25T16:28:00.000+08:00

At times, I must admit that I do wish I were a little taller. You see, being tall makes you stand so high up above the rest. Being tall (&macho too i guess) enables you to lift your little ones with ease. You can also grab those things placed on out-of-reach spots easily. What's more you can somehow enrol into Astronaut or pilot school without worrying about the height requirements&all. Best part is: you don't hafta tiptoe your way thru the parade in the midst of all the other what I call "tallies".

Oh well. At least I could still squeeze into cosy corners&I wouldn't hafta keep crouching low to avoid my precious little head from hitting any objects or whatsoever.

But still, there's something different about "tall people". Cherlene would agree to this. Anddddd she would also agree to the fact that there really IS something special about "tall people"- esp tall men.

Dear Muhammad Nadzri Hussain,

I love you.

hate me today/hate me tomorrow

2007-02-23T21:46:00.000+08:00

Forgiving is something. Forgetting is a completely different question.

he xin nian, zhu xin nian

2007-02-19T22:12:00.000+08:00

Guten tag&HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR to the people of the world esp to my dear MUNGENS of 4E2! ahahahaha kidding kidding!

Mannn- i miss singing those CNY songs with my bunch of mates back then in YCKPS. It's like. CNY celebrations're the BEST in Yio Chu Kang my very own. We'd all assemble in the parade square in the early morn, and start showin off to our mates what we've brought or made for the teachers as a new year gift. From oranges to colourful cards to made-and-written-by-Mommy kinda cards. And the cool thing is that once we head back to our classrooms, we'd await that special moment to arrive. YES YES ! ANGBAO distribution ! Though they may just contain two pathetic gold coins instead of cold, hard cash, we'd still love it ! Imagine- getting ANGBAOS considering your no MUNGEN! AHAHAHHAHAHA kidding kidding!

We'll receive a whole lot more than just angbaos actually. IF your teacher's nice (and not-so-stingy)enough, you'll get REAL angbaos. If they're NICER people, they'll give you lots&lotsa candiessssssssss! Yummyyyyyyyy! And the BEST part is- NO LESSONS!

After all that jazz, we'd all proceed to the school hall as one BIG YCK family&the music teachers would come forward&lead us in the singing of those childish yet nice CNY songs, of which we were taught AGESSSSSS ago during our music lessons. It's REAL FUN! Catchy tunes/lyrics, swaying&clapping, it all set the mood! ANDDDD not forgetting- the very famous principal MRS TOH BOON KENG would step up on stage&switch to her OPERA SINGER mode!

We'll go "He xin nian, zhu xin nian, xin nian aaaa, nian nian nian! Bao zhu sheng sheng something something!"

Or even "In the streets of Singapore, just like all the years before, you will hear on New Year's Day, cheerful GONG XI GONG XI! GONG XI GONG XI GONG XI NI AH! GONG XI GONG XI GONG XI NI!"

CNY celebration is indeed one of the many reasons why I love being in Singapore. Esp since you could crash CHINATOWN! It's like. Every single time I went this year, mannn- I could smell that roasted BABI la! The smell of BAK KWA fill your lungs! Quite nice actually. heh. And boy- take a look at the queue at LIM CHEE GUAN BABI STALL! It was like. Sooooo long on both occasions. Our KETUPAT stalls also lose ah!

But one thing the MUNGENS can't beat us MEELAYS in is of course when it comes to the clothes we wear on our festive occasions. Come on man. Live up that spirit&culture&tradition. Look at the number of people wearing traditional chinese clothes on CNY every single year. It's like. Diminishing each time&I kinda feel sad for the Chinese. You can even count the number- right at your fingertips. If you don't live up your own tradition, who will?

I hope to see a few of my dear MUNGENS showing some respect to their traditions for tomorrow's CNY visiting. Cause I'll be wearing my sleek, black cheongsam. If not, MALU la you all! HAHAHAHAHA

Here's wishing Happy Lunar New Year to the people of the worldddddddddd!

stupid cupid stop picking on me!

2007-02-14T10:28:00.000+08:00

Guten tag to one&all.

Today, not only *spottheglob fans celebrate this special day many look forward to every year. And not only do couples celebrate&rejoice on this day. But yep. I believe every single Earthling would grab a partner or celebrate it with the ones they dearly love.

Like birthdays, it isn't about giving that special someone expensive gifts or those sophisticated ones just to impress them. It isn't about getting them those stuff at the mall they go gaga over. Afterall, who ever said that love is expressed thru rocketloads of gifts?

On this day, take that loved one out if you can. Take a stroll by the beach, as you go hand-in-hand, heart-to-heart, your feet sinking in the sand. Share those memories you've had. Or just sit under a shady tree by the lake and look into one another's eyes and tell her how much you love her.

No time for that? Fret not. Grab your guitar and cellphone and buzz her up. Once you hear her voice, you go *strummm*. Play and sing her a song straight from your heart and soul. Make her heart sing. It doesn't matter whether or not you can play or sing- all that matters is the heart :)

Here's wishing one and all the very best. Feel it in your fingers, feel it in your toes.

This Valentine's, I wanna fall in love all over again.

on the strength of all convinced

2007-02-11T16:24:00.000+08:00

"Our hopes and expectaaaaaaaations

Black holes and revelaaaaaaaations.."

HS did it!
We did it we did it we did it, YEAH! (to the tune of Dora the Explorer's "We Did It")

What more can I say? We're like. The BESTEST batch out of the three so far. Can't imagine the pioneers are actually no match to us. Heh.

Anyways congrats to all! Esp to dear 4E2 2006. EVERY ONE of us did SUPERBLY AWESOME! And yes. We did HS proud. Cept for ze fact that the top three GCE-O Scholars this year all came from 4E1,all scoring straight As, with Xin Ying as the top pupil with 8A1s and one A2 (bet it's HIGHER CHINESE hahaha) But I'm still HAPPYYYYYY! Cause ALL three are GIRLS! I repeat: G-I-R-L-S. Well whatever it is, best of luck to all as you embark on a new journey.

4E2 we'll keep shining! I must say the gathering at the chalet yesternights was an awesome one. EMOSHIT

PS: Au Yeong! WE DID IT! Just the TWO of us! x)

A really BIG THANK YOU to all the teachers for all your help&guidance. Esp to MISS WONG! MDM LIM&MR TAN- thanks SO much for ze BIO&PHYSICS latenights! MISS TOHHHHHHH- I PASSED CHEM ! THANKS GAY GUIDE! kekeke =) MDM CHING - MATH SIMPLY RAWK!

SPECIAL THANKS TO: MRS ANG- ENGLISH's the MOST wonderful subject! HAHAHA. CIKGU RAZILAH!!! SAYA BERJAYA! HIGHER MALAY bagussssss!

To my friends esp AU YEONG, CHERLEENY, EMELYN ELEPHANT, BEN FOO, SHERM, SOKLYNNN, AH TEE, JY- fishy, SZE YUN, JUIANNY, JEREMY KOH, GAVIN, HUI LI the horny bitch, DAPHY, SYAFIQAHFIFI, ALISON (ALISAHHH!)

Thank you AB, Aunty Murnisah, my family, MOMMY, my aunts, Bapak&Nenek.
THANK YOU ALLAH

ALHAMDULLILAH

So. What's next?

teman tapi mesra

2007-02-09T08:57:00.000+08:00

This entry goes out to adingdongBELL aDit who CLAIMS that I forgot all about his birthday when he ALWAYS forgot about mine!

I met this little boy at the age of eight back in "Yio Chu Kang our very own.." Back then he just got transferred from some funny school called Fowlie. HAHAHA no offence aDit! Anddddddd I practically eyed on him throughout the whole time! Don't think your cute okay? Cause I'm much MORE adorable

We got along really well, along with those little boys in 2/1. We would go for a stroll at the backyard in YCKPS. And yeah. We'd go romancing back there! HAHAHA. The most ROMANTIC thing I remembered was the thingy with the front seat on the school bus. He'll ALWAYS reserve that front seat for me&we'll have a ride of a lifetime home from school every day!

Well aDit&I share a lot of things in common. The very similar one would be our family background. We would share&cry with one another. And yes- he'll always cheer me up.

We advanced to primary three together and this was the time when love blossomed. HAHAHA little kiddds in love eh? We took up swimming together&would have a splashing goood time.

But things changed when we went to P4. New class. New lives. HAHAHA sad mannnnn.

However FATE brought us together again (so CLICHED!) in sec one- at this little place called Hougang Secondary. And yep.

I'm glad we're still friends up till today aDit. Thanks for being there all these while =)

They say, men keep their first loves in their hearts while women, in their memories ?

Oh well.
Selamat Hari Lahir aDit.

Cukuplah saja berteman denganmu- kami teman tapi mesra kan?

HAHAHAHAHAHA happy sweet 17 dude. and stop action-ing with your LAMP!

HOUSTON, DO YOU READ ?

2007-02-08T21:38:00.000+08:00

I'm VERY sure everyone's heard about it. AGES ago. So much for all the suspense ! Whatever it is I'm pretty much assured that we're all freakin out at this point in time. Come to think of it, majority must've felt the nervous breakdown monkeys&donkies ago. Like little Dora here who became a sick cat a few days back. AHAHAHAHA

DAPHY I HOPE TO SEE YOU TOMORROW

(okay i've blogged about YOU hahaha)

And MUHAMMAD MAISARAH TAN SOKLYNNN I DO HOPE YOU'D BE ABLE TO TOUCH SPACE ONE DAY. Just like what Sarah Malek did last summer as seen in the picture.

Johnson Space Center
time lapse: T-MINUS 16:37:23h

trust me laydees, you wouldn't wanna go jog without wearing your *****

2007-02-05T12:10:00.000+08:00

It feels great being able to complete a morning run without counting the kilometres&all you know is that you've arrived at a completely new location which you've never ventured upon for your runs. It's cool going for morning runs all alone as you breathe in the really fresh&cool morning air; as you take a look around you&admire the very pretty pretty things Mother Nature has blessed you with. At the same time, you actually enjoy the cool wind blowing gently in your hair&face- as gentle as a baby's breath.

When you see other joggers running past you, you actually ask yourself- what's running in their minds? And why would they be thinking so much? And you think to yourself- what am I thinking of then?

As for myself, it's a simple routine&a pretty much straightforward kinda mentality. Run run run for your life! Have some peace&quiet time alone. Clear your mind. Strain&pull every inch of those muscles you have. Feel that adrenaline rushing, listen to the beating of your heart.

And as you do that, you reminisce those days during your life in the NCC. Soldiering one another on, roaring with voices like men's to some nice tunes from your all-time favourite NCC songbook written clearly in your brain&etched closely to your heart, all to keep you going&to keep the morale&spirits up high. At the same time, you think of the good ole mates you met in NCC&how hard you push one another during those morning runs despite the usually-ridiculous-but-still-fun kinda distances. And yep. You'll realize that your actually singing those tunes in your heart&soon enough your already close to your comfort zone. Your home :)

I'm a long long long way from homeeeeeeeeee
&I miss my lover sooooooooo
In the early morning runnnnnnnnn
Where the cold wind blowsssssssss!

It's cool really. But definitely not cool to run without your little thingy which makes your butt go all-so-jiggly!

visit www.nusbiathlon07.com now !

i think i look a little like Dora the Explorer x)

2007-02-01T08:57:00.000+08:00

Many have been asking why I didn't pursue my career in NCC as a CLT. Haven't I told you?

Well, lemme tell you this again:
DECEMBER intake clashed with PROM&i couldn't possibly "boycott" my Prom Comm by not turning up for it.

Anddd lemme tell you this for the LAST TIME:
I WILL BE BACK&SERVE MY ONE&ONLY HS UNIT AS A CLT! (yessssss. April intake)

Anddddddddd lemme warn this to whoever it may concern:
WE have our own way of operating/doing things.
NEVER insult HS Unit or worse, my JUNIORS because they are still on their road to making that difference.
YOU as a NEWBIE should just perform your rightful duties as a CLT&cut the crap&STOP your insults on MY juniors.

Hang in there fellas. I'll be back. And that's a promise.
And to those people who went around saying that results'll be out TOMORROW, i'm gonna SKIN you guys alive! (because the thought of the results worsened my fever! hahaha BULLCRAP)

nursing as my career?

2007-01-26T22:04:00.000+08:00

It feels gr8! Uber gr8! But at the same time, rather emo too. Pardon me for using that word but i'm not those kinda muttt nor minahneh who use that term almost always in some "AKU NGAH EMO SI*LLLLLLLLL!" kinda way. hahaha. "Just being RANDOM" is what many'd say. yeah whateverrr. hahaha

Anyhoo, there was something weird&different about today. Unlike other discharge days, I must say that this is by far the most saddening&heartfelt one. As my granddad changed into his smart-mamat clothes&sat around while waiting for the discharge slip to be printed/checked/signed, nurses came streaming into his room to bid farewell. They'd go to him&wish him the very best&advice him on the dos&don'ts. There's this really nice ITE Nursing Student whom I swear was on the verge of tears earlier when she did that. Andddd not to forget, the very same question everyone'd ask: "Can you still smoke or not pakcik?"

"Op cos cannot la. No good."
I love it when he speaks English.

I'm gonna miss all the patients plus the regular visitors whom I've made friends with. That nice&warm handshake from this Indian patient, his really nice maid, the very hillarious YE-YE&his real friendly maid, the wonderful staff of TTSH CCU & Ward 8B. And not forgetting, the giant DORA balloon (which some idiot bought a couple of days ago)

Selamat tidur MUNGENHEADS!

stand by me

2007-01-19T11:04:00.000+08:00

If you ask me whether I regret withdrawing from school, I'd say I didn't. Well, perhaps just a tinge of it. It seems like a risk to the people around me but on the whole, I believe that I've made the right choice- well at least it is to me.

Think about it- spending time travelling to the other end of the island&having to wake up so early in the morning, definitely isn't what I enjoy doing, I do miss the company of acquaintances/friends in the midst of the ever-so-crowded canteen, the real cool lectures- especially Lit&History, the long bus rides home, the ultra-heavy feeling in my butt every single time when Mom "cocks-a-doodle-doo" in the wee hours of the morn. Yep. I'm gonna miss every bit of them.

I've outweighed everything I needed to. & i all boils down to: the fact that I've experienced what JC life is like (which is more or less similar to secondary school life cept for the long hours & that you meet MATURE lads&laydees), and that I needa break before the real thing begins. And also, why not I take up a job&experience what working life is like?

People say, everything happens for a reason. Dear Grandaddy got admitted to TTSH again- but this time, we've this uneasy feeling considering that the patients in CCU've this two big&scaree-looking machines accompanying them amidst all those scary wires.

At least now, I'm able to stand by him every single day. A blessing in disguse?
True enough, I guess I made the right choice.

"kuku Bapak dah panjang"

2007-01-16T22:24:00.000+08:00

whose nails will i trim?
whose tales will i hear?
whose hands will i touch&feel?

Mai sayang Bapak

the sad life of Muhammad Maisarah Tan Soklynnn

2007-01-14T16:06:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry to inform you that i'll be outta reach for quite some time due to the sad incident which happened in the bathroom at my grandparents' place yesternight.

I admit it was partly my fault because I didn't listen to my Mom's advice- to not bring it into the bathroom. I had no choice. I needed the bathroom urgently. My bladder was friggin full. And so I didn't empty my pockets but just rushed to answer to nature's call.

While removing my pants, it slipped out of the pocket and fell to the floor. Unfortunately, it didn't end there. It was a tragedy. A tragedy that I wouldn't wanna think of anymore. It decided to take flight. And there it went, all the way down, into the sewage hole, the LOBANG. Never to return again.

Farewell to the lovely messages from the loved.

Farewell to the birthday galleries&memories.

SABETENA

2007-01-10T19:21:00.000+08:00

first&foremost, HAPPY BELATED 13TH BIRTHDAY MR BEAR!
i reallly hope that you reallyyy like the gift. yep no matter how much you dislike THOMAS&FRIENDS, you can never deny the fact that it's real fun watching the programme, let alone PLAYING with them :)
HAPPY BELATED 7TH BIRTHDAY also to LITTLE IRSYAD! more like- a BIGGG boy now. hope you like the HOT WHEELS!

it's been fun really. & i've been feeling all chirpy&skippy deedoo lately. i don't know. perhaps that's the cool thing/feeling on being SEVENTEEN?

special thanks to all those with your well&warm wishes.
PS: JIAMIN you were simply hilarious! hahaha FIRST to wish yet twas much too early "to avoid the jam". but still THANK YOU!

as for the rest, Emelyn the Elephant, benFOO (thanks for your listening ear as well), Juianny (take good care, don't worry about your Dad all right? i'm sure he's in safe hands), AUYEONG, CHERLENE (you bimbo! stupid text), Camilla KANG-KANG!, KYLIE (my, the ONLY one who bothered to call just to wish me! LOVELOVELOVE!), ZAZA-TI (haha see you in school babe), Bun (Sheryl i met a Marist who knows you!), Ming Xian, SOKLYNNN, Amira (new friend eh? haha), the Millennians, Aniza, aDit =), those poeple on Friendster, Mommy (for letting me date you-know-who&that usual birthday message on the whiteboard), ZarTheBomoh, AUNTY MURNISAH (oh my what a gift!) & dearest MR AB the ACT MACHO!

I'VE BEEN BORN AWAY BY BIRTHDAY GALLERIES & MEMORIES !

mucho LOVE
& Thomas goes CHOO CHOO! ~CHUGA CHUGA CHOO CHOO!

Unopened Letter to the World

2007-01-07T00:09:00.000+08:00

Human beings are always hiding things from one another. Even the closest to you can't possibly be the one whom you can trust whole-heartedly. As such, this's something I'd like to share with all, but come to think of it, it's more like something I'd just wanns spill out since I can't hold on any longer.

Eversince Mommy & Daddy seperated, I've always looked forward to every other tomorrows with my new family. Though it isn't a perfect one, we lived & enjoyed every bit of our new life. And up till today, I'm still loving every bit of it.

I told myself that if Mommy were to remarry, I would run away from home & never return till the man is gotten rid of.

However, a few years back, the feeling of not wanting a new Daddy changed just like that. And all these sparked off when I heard stories of two souls, one of whom was about to change my life completely.

The next instant, I knew that I had to put these guys on my list since they qualify for the "New Daddy Nominee". Yeah, how stupid. But yep, that was what I wanted. A new Daddy. A new family. A perfect one.

Nominee #1:
This really nice man who happens to be my Mom's "ex-boyfriend" during her secondary school days. hahaha. Mom told us that she was really well-liked by the guys in her school & & quite a number of them actually asked her out! But of course, "I rejected all of them. I even told them off one-by-one, right in their faces!"

But surprisingly, I found out that he actually waited for my mom. For years. But we know that not everything would go the way we want them to be & so, you know. Mom chose Dad instead.

But it didn't end there. The reason why I saw him as the perfect Daddy for my new family was because he was there helping us out, especially Mom, when the crisis strucked our family. He came by at least once a week, helping us mending stuff in the house & I eyed him everywhere he went. The way he carried himself, the way he treated us. It was all amazing :)
One time I asked Mom why she didn't take his offer & all she said was fate decided everything for her. For us. With him, there wouldn't be us. I wouldn't be here typing this entry.

And so those days of love in disguise came & went. And there, my hopes in getting a new Dad were thrashed. I guess things would not work out. And yep, I don't want a new Daddy no more. Just this family of five will do. But then again, he really is a nice man. Because he still keeps in touch & checks on Mommy once in a while. So yep. TRUE LOVE i guess. hahaha

Nominee #2:
I heard this man was actually after Mommy. Unfortunately for him, Mom gave a no-no. And yeah, no hard feelings for me.
But the funny thing happened on the night of his wedding (he chased after Mom's best friend then- one she met at the Family Court).

I lay in bed, couldn't sleep a wink. And shit. I don't know why I started crying. I cried. &amp;cried. & cried. & i thought of all the pretty pretty things in life. I thought of Mom. I thought of Dad. I thought of my siblings. I thought of everything nice..

Up till today, I still wonder what actually crossed my mind that night. What was I actually feeling that night? Am I really yearning to have a new family? Well I don't know. But yeah, I remembered uttering words like, "Mommy, why didn't you marry Uncle Marthas..?" in the midst of those tears. Whatever it is, I know that I'm happy with the way things are. And with God's will, I will forever be. And that's my wish for my special 17th I guess. To be happy :) with the people whom I love dearly- Mommy, my sisters, dear brother, AB Love & all you important people out there.
And dearest AB, Happy 18th Monthsary. Though we haven't been spending much time together, I do hope that things won't fall apart.

They say, everything happens for a reason.

This is an unopened letter to a world,
that never shall reply.

waiting there to find nothing at all

2007-01-05T20:43:00.000+08:00

at times i wonder how people can survive without these beings we call "FRIENDS".
i just had this talk with MaryamTheSIs who apparently, is still not making new friends & is not even planning to mingle around. in actual fact, she's decided not to widen that circle of friends & just stick with the same OLD people! how "EE-RATIONAL!"

when asked what she'll do if say, she desperately needs a pen during some lecture, her reply was simply, "oh, i'll just go- hi, can i borrow your pen?" and that's it.

when asked what happens if she were to faint during a lecture or anywhere around her campus, all she said was, "i'll just say- thanks for helping. it doesn't mean that just because you saved my life, i have to be your friend."

tsk tsk tsk. HIGHLY INTELLECTUAL kids these days. my dear Mannan the MR BEAR will agree to this :)

only two more days ..

the paper heart speaks

2007-01-03T18:38:00.000+08:00

i wanna go Sentosa
i wanna ride the cable car
i wanna go shopping
i wanna ride an airplane
i wanna look through the telescope
i wanna count the stars in the sky
i wanna see the colour blue- cause it reminds me of you :)

it's raining now & the sky misses the clouds

whateverrr

yesterday, you turned your back & walked out on me

2007-01-02T21:16:00.000+08:00

2006- i must say, a year full of pitholes, hiccups, rollercoaster & bumper car rides; you name it.

resolutions? well, i have one:

I WANNA BRING THE MAISARAH BACK TO MAISARAH

ohhh- it's what you do to me

2006-12-30T19:05:00.000+08:00

"Hey there Nazrio
What's it like in Carolina

I'm a thousand miles away but hey
Tonight you look so good Dar,
Yes you do;
Even pilots can't soar as high as you
I swear it's true

But hey there Nazrio
I've been worrying bout the distance
You ain't here when I got lonely
And when I gave this song another listen
I teared my eyes
Didn't hear your voice
It isn't your disguise
You ain't by my side.."

I wonder why I've been falling ill come the festive season almost every single time this year. Every RAYA, to be precise. Stew-piddd flu. Grrr. Heartsick perhaps?

Anyhoo, this week's been pretty awesome. Sleepovers can never be more fun at my grandparents' with my dear brother, Teddy & my Dora pillow. In addition to that, I get to spend some precious moments with my grandparents who can never fail to brighten up my day. Nenek with her movie marathon; always asking us to play those Malay classics for her to watch (because she doesn't know how to operate the VCD player). Bapak with his everlasting handsome Dutchman face and MANNAN with his non-stop crapping! My dearest MR BEAR's turning 13 on the 8th of January next year, just a day after mine (and yes, he got posted to Xinmin Secondary with an aggregate score of 252)

Oh bother. I'm feeling weird.

And the heart's a-missing the boy. And I hope the boy's a-okay.

Come home soon Love.
Guess we can't celebrate the start of 2007 together this time but well,

I hope this coming year would be a more spine-chilling one,

full of rollercoaster & bumper-car rides and of course,

much much much more LOVE

-drive safely
"Take Heart, Sweetheart"

the little prince

2006-12-23T18:32:00.000+08:00

guten tag fellow readers.

at the present moment, i'm hooked to Jessica Simpson's Take My Breath Away. haha. yeah. POP?! i don't know but somehow, the song makes me feel different whenever i've my ears fixed to it. when i first heard the original version of the song, i kinda hated it due to that funny background music which irritates me somehow.

buttttttt- things changed when i heard it while watching Top Gun. i was quite surprised when i got to know that the song is actually on soundtrack of Top Gun! and that was how i started having a liking for the song. and the liking grew even more when i heard Jessica's single.

nuff said, the days been passing like wind. time seems to fly pretty fast lately. Christmas' only two days away. and very soon, we Muslims're gonna celebrate Hari Raya Haji. and following that, we're gonna enter a year that i'm very-much looking forward to- 2007.

unfortunately, this year's Hari Raya Haji would be without the other. which means that my new year would be without the boy too :(

nevertheless, i'm still looking forward to the upcoming year. a year which would be full of differences. a year which i can finally "call my own". cause it has my FAVOURITE number!
think about it- January 7, 2007
070107- nice date, nice age; all for a NICE little girl!

yep. this coming January 7, i'm gonna be writing a new chapter in my book. and for my 17th birthday, i want an orange telescope, i want a new guitar, i want a Dora the Explorer bagpack, Dora's Talking House, a new watch, i wanna ride an airplane anddddddd i want a LITTLE PRINCE! hahaha. nahh- i don't expect gifts actually because afterall, birthdays aren't about giving that birthday boy/girl presents, thinking that that'll make him/her happy.

birthdays are much more than that. it's all about making the person feel happy. it's all about giving the person a well-deserved wish, accompanied with a big, warm hug.
and not forgetting, lotsa LOVE :)

my heart is yours to fill or burst- to break or bury; or wear as jewellery

2006-12-20T13:25:00.000+08:00

!ola !vamonos

ONE ROOM
TWO HOURS
EIGHTEEN SONGS

ridikkulus!

rrright. just hoping it'll go fine & that i won't screw it all up. and and, hope to have a good time with CHERLEENY WERLEENYYY & JUIANYYY during dinner

-photo courtesy of Seanydon

Dear Kak Yaya

2006-12-16T10:58:00.000+08:00

We used to be THIS close. But now we aren't. I don't know. Maybe it's me. Maybe we're too busy with our own commitments. Or perhaps we're just not bothered to improve things between us.
Or maybe even.. It all sparked off due to that quarrel we had a couple of years ago, where we didn't talk for months. Close to half a year.

I must admit that it hurts so much. And yes, though you don't show, I'm pretty sure you feel the same too. Who wouldn't feel that way? All those times we shared, ups & downs, the tears, the joy, the laughters, the teasing of our dear eldest sister. Those lies we told Mommy when we were young, how we got punished together every single time.

How we told Mr Ang the schoolbus driver that "our father send us". And one day on our way home with Harveen, we fell into a puddle of mud. And told Mommy another lie that we steppedinto a puddle of mud near some playground on our way home from the drop-off point.

How we told Mom that we were asleep when she called home from work to check on us but we actually sneaked out of the house to our favourite park. But hell. That stupid kayyypo neighbour caught us red-handed and reported the thingy to Mom. And wham! That was when we were dealt with seriously.
Yep. Those red hot chllis were shoved right into our mouths.

Whenever it comes to pets, we would always bring them home without telling Mommy. From kittens to hamsters to terrapins to tortoises. I remember Daniel the tiny terrapin. I remember those nameless hamsters. And of course, our dear kitten Mimi. Mom wanted us to get rid of it remember? But susprisingly, it was the most accomplished try ever. Mommy fell in love with her.

Remember some time in November 2002? You were there with me when I went to collect my PSLE results. You were there by my side. You were there when I cried. You were there all the way with me.

And yes, I'm sorry for everything I've done. Be it intentional or not. I have to admit that you're the sister who undersatnds me most. I know I'm sensitive. I'm easily swayed by emotions and all. But I really hope that we could go back to where we were. We talked about boys, as and when I want to- the thing with Yassin & RZ and all.

Well I do hope your doing fine out there. I pray everyday for us to do well and do Mommy proud for our As & Os. I tell God that I hope for us to get excellent results and do Mommy proud. Just like how Mannan & yourself did for your PSLE.

Well. I can never have another sister like you really. Your one unique person with amazing abilities. Crappy and noisy, but yeah. Simply amazing.

Happy 18th Birthday Kak Yaya.
May Allah bless you, always.

Sometimes, I wonder why we seem to care more about our friends/boyfriends/girlfriends than our own siblings- our own flesh and blood.
What say you?

when you smile the cameras go *click zzzt wrrr

2006-12-14T09:40:00.000+08:00

Buenos dias bambinos!

Did I tell you that this year's prom was uber cool? Well that's because we had UBER COOL people to create the atmosphere for all., which includes me of course. HAHA

Initially, I didn't expect much from this year's prom since *ahem* the sec three *ahem* committee seem to *ahem*. Well I don't blame them but I guess it must've been the lack of guidance and all those last minute info and all (no worries guys- I can assure you that your prom'll be a blast)
But yep. There wouldn't be HS Prom Nite 2006 without you. Thanks all!

If you noticed, in the states, prom is something that every high school student look forward to. Like what Chloe Sullivan mentioned in Smallville's prom episode, "Homecoming is for jocks, graduation is for parents and prom is the right passage for all of us (high school students)" And yes of course, it is a combination of four years of memories in just one special night.

However, here in sunny Singapura, in an estate called Hougang, there's a school where the graduating students see prom nite from a different perspective.

All the pretty pretty laydehs and the pretty pretty boys came together to a grand ballroom in Swissotel - Merchant Court to share that four years of memories.

The girls came in dresses, heels, handbags, make-ups and of course the envy in their eyes to others who dress better than them! Whereas the guys- disappointing i must say. None came in tuxes. Most came in that blazer-over-shirt outfit which Taufik Batisah often wears. But my, my dear Mr Benjamin Foo came in some wedding-like outfit which made him look like Juian's groom! Yep. Another prom couple. Not too bad on the whole. They still looked good though :) (but of course not as good as CHANNING TATUM!)

Well so much more happened in just one night. Like they say, there is more than meets the eye. Prom isn't just to spend loadsa cash just to look the best. To me, it is indeed a night filled with galleries and memories (not forgetting that i-think-i'm-on-the-verge-of-breaking-down feeling during the speech). It is a night filled with four years of bittersweet symphony, a night of Glitz & Glam :)

-thanks JK for being a really uhhh hilarious? prom date!

welcome to the GREEN parade

2006-12-04T10:55:00.000+08:00

OLA!
My name is Dora. And these are my friends, in boots!

whoa. sbeen a real hectic week for me. and that explains my disappearance for the past week. the last week of November was a real killer. but i must say that it put me in difficult positions and at the same time, made me realize what kinda people this world is made up of.

27th-29th: HS NCC Annual Camp
29th: PROM
30th-2nd Dec: Prefects' Camp

yep. a really cool schedule i must say. and yes, i had to drop the idea of attending CLT Course thanks to all these events taking place at one go. ahaha. CLT COURSE! no worries man. i'm doing this for my school- to serve with pride and dedication. June intake probably.

anyways, this year's annual camp was full of differences. simply due to reasons such as i don't hafta take part in any one of the activities, except for POP, i could actually wake up REAL LATE and even afford to go out SHOPPING for prom! but on the whole, it was a really heart-breaking thing, where all of us went through the parting of the ways.

you may ask why HS Unit is only having our Passing-Out Parade at this time of the year, when others have already passed out months ago. well, that's because HS NCC is a NEW & UNIQUE unit. we may not have traditions or whatsoever. our drills and practices may not be of those like Cedar's or RGS' or GESS'. but let me tell you this: we are unique in our own ways. very unique.

try challenging our guys to WARGAME and you'll get knocked out within minutes.
try challenging our guys to CRAPPING and you'll get knocked out wihtin seconds
try challenging our girls to some booty-shaking and trust me. you'll KO within a blink of an eye.

sighs. i'm gonna miss every bit of my NCC life. how we grew from boys to men/girls to men too. all those thick & thin, high tides and low tides, tears of sorrow and angst due to disagreements, how we went to Spec Course and thrash those schools. how upset i got when MA'AM FADILAH screwed me, and all of you came and gave me those warm hugs and of course, Kylie with her song. how we girls love to bitch about those female CLTs who hate us for no apparent reason. how we hated KC Girls for being so ACTIONNN during the NCC Day Parade. thanks guys. for everything.

thank you Papa Lim. for being there with us all the way. you gave us room to grow and learn form our silly mistakes. you let us do whatever we want. your love for us is just like a father's.

a loved one told me once that a man's tears are precious, so don't cry for us all right? we will miss you and yes, you can always bring us to Seoul Garden again and scream at us at four in the morning for not sleeping.

YOU THE MAN!
WE LOVE YOU PAPA LIM, UNCLE LIM, SIR, MR LIM!

thank you NADNAD for being a wonderful CO. watching our girls grow and mature. how you gave us that so-called cold treatment through that text message when we told you just one night before Spec Course that we decided to pull out of it. hahaha sissy! Ophir training with you was simply COOL! we climbed stadium stairs, ate prata at Jln Kayu, walked from Kallang Stadium all the way to Suntec City and had KFC! those nights we shared at Mt Ophir were simply amazing. when you dragged me outta my tent in the middle of the night and said, "maisarah, come come come. look look look" STARS. yes. thanks so much for that. you actually know how much i LOVE stars. and of course, those times when we shared our love lives with you. laling laling! hahaha. remember to invite us to your wedding. we'll be waiting =)

special thanks to our CLTs:
-Sir Fuzzy (and you're not even attached to our school)
-Sir Suhairi (yeah. you were there since we were Part As)
-Ma'am Geok Shan (you lazy Cedarian!)
-Ma'am Hamizah (thanks for screwing us really. we learnt a lot from you)
-Sir Patrick (Spongebob disappeared)
-Sir James
-Encik Zul
-Encik Izhan

and of course,
MRS GAN

our time is up. now it's yours.
SHINE FOR HS NCC GIRLS' UNIT.

To Serve With Pride and Dedication.
No Guts, No Glory

-HS NCC BOYS/GIRLS PIONEERS

MSG Maisarah, marching off the green parade

And this one goes out to you

2006-11-24T19:00:00.000+08:00

"No matter how difficult your life is, never ever ever seek empathy from others. And jangan tumpang kesenangan orang."

On Novermber 24 every year, this little family of five would come together and hold this mini celebration for a special someone who has played a significant role in their lives- without fail. No matter how broke the kids are or how much thier brains are exhausted of ideas, they would definitely be able to come up with a little something for this special one of theirs. Without her, where could they be now? Without her, would they be able to receive that amount of love many out there are hungry and thirsty for?

On this special day, I would like to say a very Happy 44th Birthday to you Mommy. Thank you for being there all the time for me- litreally and technically. Whenever I'm down, you were always there to pick me up; you told me what life is really all about, though yes, I know, I may forget almost always.

Remember the time when I was three? You stood there by me, staring down at my milk bottle which was ready to be thrown away into that garbage chute. You stood there waiting for me to release the bottle out into the chute, while smiling and telling me that I'm a "big girl" and it's time for me to say goodbye to milk bottles. And when I did, I remembered waving my bottle farewell, and boy, you did the same too.

Remember the time when I was four? You taught me how to draw a portrait of you. I would take that folded piece of paper out and just stare at that wonderful drawing of mine, of you. And at times I wonder, why do tears fall down just by looking at that simple piece of drawing? Unfortunately, it's gone now.. Never to return again.

And yes, those times when I just rot at home and not attend kindergarten and you bought me gazillions of assessment books which I completed within a day or two. And of course, not forgetting the COLOURING BOOKS! There was one with Donald Duck, one with Mickey & Minnie Mouse, dinosaurs and yes yes yes! Those POWER RANGERS COLOURING BOOK! And how about "join-the-dots" art book?

My childhood was so full of boys' toys- I didn't play with BABI dolls like other sissy girls do, BABY-FACE dolls like what my sisters played with, or perhaps dressing-up stuff which are simply too SISSY! All I asked from you were Power Rangers figurines, a red ranger watch (which Daddy got for me eventually) and that ALADDIN SWORD!
The reason why I was so TOMBOY back then- because my parents were hoping for a son instead of another daughter. You told me that the reason why I have curly hair and why I have a tan complexion is because you ate a lot of MAGGI MEE and drank loadsa NESCAFE when you were conceiving me! SO CLICHE! *kak Yam's voice + gesture*

Funny why things are rather different now. I don't sing that song for you anymore. I don't hug or kiss you before leaving home for school. I don't wish you goodnight no more. I don't perform well academically.

Mommy, I'm sorry for all my wrongdoings, big or small, intentional or not. Mommy, I know how disappointed you were over my PSLE results. Thank you for rushing all the home when you heard me cry, when you felt the sorrow of mine. Thank you for applying a few days' leave just to satisfy my needs to get me into a better school. Thank you for everything Mommny. Thank you for staying back late at work just to earn that extra cash so as to meet our expenses. Thank you for being patient with me for having a boyfriend. Heh.

I know I may not say that I love you all the time. I know I may not show much love to you. So let me take this opportunity to say that I REALLY LOVE YOU MOMMY and that I wish and pray for your well-being all the time, that I tell God to give you the happiness, the strength, the will and the courage to move on and to be able to stay on your feet whenever I talk to Him. Despite all the hardships and downfalls, you're still as strong- in fact growing even stronger.

Do take good care of yourself. Always.

I Love You Mommy.
Happy 44th Birthday Mommy.

"The future is in your -- hands"

my dazzling date

2006-11-20T20:39:00.000+08:00

pretty pretty people pretty pretty dresses pretty pretty tuxedos

who will you date? =)

and Clark Kent took Lana's hand ..

2006-11-20T09:24:00.000+08:00

GUTEN TAG!
whoo. okay i'm feeling better. much much better. thanks to my mates who cheered me up (indirectly though) through that silly gathering we had at the chalet. yep. and I was crowned the SAUSAGE SPECIALIST for the night. perfect, non-charred sausages for all. and not forgetting cherlene the dodo for catching STEP UP with me. mannnnnnn- CHANNING TATUM is SO HAWT! hawttie hawttie! just like my dearest 1.73m tall CHEWY JIA MINI PARIS ==>

HAUTE COUTURE BABY!

let's talk about PROM:
everyone's excited. so am i. i'm feeling kinda pressurized by this whole prom issue; will things run smoothly that night?

having attended prom since the very first year- pioneer year as a photographer, 2nd year as emcee, i've learnt A LOT. organizing takes a lot of effort, scoldings and all. plus your time too. now that Os are done i've to really keep my department going. ahaha- we Entertainment Dept people are like a bunch of losers. hey at least i got a good Deejay. i'm really worried, i don't know why.

but looking on the bright side, i'm sure i'd be able to enjoy the night. the HAWT guys and sexyyy laydehs- WOOT!

men in tux look so HAWT HAWT HAWT! like Channing Tatum in SHE'S THE MANNNNNNN! that slick black tux with the very skinny black tie. oh man *drools* or perhaps Clark Kent in that black tux with a bow tie.
as for myself, i still can't decide on the colour of my dress. and which look to go for. cherleneyweeny gave me a rought idea though. and hmmm think THAT's a pretty good idea.

oh well prom comm meeting at noon. probably going prom shopping with the rest tomorrow after collecting that PAE form thingy.
for those who have not voted for the Prom Theme 06 please do so asap @ http://hspromnight2006.blogspot.com

i'll sing it one last time for you

2006-11-17T19:50:00.000+08:00

now that's another giant leap for mankind ==>

does it really feel good now that Os are finally over and done with? well it isn't for me. i've been having this shitty feeling all the while. shooting stars fill my tummy up before-during-after my papers. even at this moment. feeling really insecure. what ifs come running through my mind all the time. what if i can't make it to where i wanna be? what if *gulps* i screw my- ahh i shall stop here.

well well well. sbeen a long and winding journey. but overall everything seems a-okay. cept for Higher Malay. now that Os are over i still've a few things to worry about.

#1- birthdays.
-Mommy's on the 24th
-AB's on the 25th!

AHHHHHHHH!

#2- PROM
-get the list done ASAP
-prom shopping

#3- MONEYYY
-i seriously need fast cash. prom dress, shoes, hair and all would cost me around 150 bucks in total. hoping for less- DUH! mommy's birthday gift is always a problem. and his too. and a telescope would cost me A BOMB!

well at least i felt better after getting my fingers on the slick maroon thing and screaming my lungs out into the mic. but overall- JAMMING SUCKED. completely lost touch with the guitar. sbeen AGES.

for now. let's just put those worries aside and look forward to Thursday nights with Micheal Scofield.
and latenights just to witness the MOONRISE, accompanied with the pretty pretty stars.
no worries. we'll pull through. i'm sure we all will.

HAVE HEART MY DEAR

our 2nd Syawal

2006-10-29T10:09:00.000+08:00

selamat siang semua.

Ramadhan has bade farewell. for now. but i'm sure it'll come again next year. unfortunately, for some, it isn't too happy an occasion.

a couple of nights ago i received a text message from a close friend telling me that a pioneer has passed away peacefully in her sleep. and that pioneer happened to be someone whom i've known since primary school. it's a sad thing to hear really. cause of death: heart attack probably. well i've read some prayers for her though we were only "hiya mate" kinda people.
rest in peace Fadinah

oh well. this Syawal is something different. poor souls like us hafta mug while my bro's out there collecting more green packets. honestly speaking i always look forward to Hari Raya not because of the green packets but because i get to gorge myself with loadsa cookies. yep. and that explains why i fell ill. nahh. i fell ill on the eve of Raya itself. just spent the whole day at granny's place slumped in the couch, asking for tissue papers and more tissue papers. everything seemed so tasteless to me. grrr-

besides having the joy of eating cookies, Hari Raya is when my YCKPS mates would have a gathering cum "Jalan Raya-ing". i somehow love going out with them. we would visit old friends, teachers, play with their little kids, spend the longest time at Cikgu Masayu's/Cikgu Marlina's place and there's more to this than just visiting!

the guys would of course be doing all the MEREPEK stuff. and we girls- always the DISCIPLINED ones. GUYS. they do RIDICULOUS things. Qhaizul would do push-ups in the middle of the road (when there aren't any cars of course). Dan and Zaki would talk at the top of their voices. the WHOLE NEIGHBOURHOOD can actually hear their laughter. and poor Izzati's always teased by the guys.

well thanks to the major exams, we may not able to meet up this year. but somehow WE HAVE TO. Cikgu Masayu's already asking! so to those matmatt minahminahh YCKPS, let's make a date ya.

allrighto. Izinkan saya minta diri dulu ya.
Kertas BAHASA MELAYU LANJUTAN ESOK!
Semoga berjaya kepada semua yang akan menduduki kertas Bahasa Ibunda.

changing lanes

2006-10-14T20:19:00.000+08:00

after endless hours of touring, map-reading, bus-guiding, bus-chasing, getting all flared up at those guys who simply LOVE to deeeeeeeleeeeeeedaleeeeeee, counselling sessions with dear Ms Wong, endless nights of tears of regret & sorrow (esp with no one around you to lend that listening ear & that warm cuddle), i've decided.

ADIOS SCIENCE
GUTEN TAG HUMANITY

HAPPY GRADUATING 4E2
& to all HS Graduants 06

wish me luck for ACDEP Auditions
GOD HELP ME PLEASE
i REALLYYY WANT to get into DEP

i love you is that okay?

the Dodo Bird in my wardrobe

2006-10-09T14:23:00.000+08:00

very often we see girls calling one another besties, bestos, bestest friend & whatnot. as for myself, i don't believe in BEST friends after hearing all those stories my elder sis shared with me. people say friends come and go. or do they?

as for myself, i don't OWN a best friend. i go clique-hopping every now & then to just create that bond with others. i basically have a circle of friends whom i dearly love; from all walks of life, from different generations as well as from all parts of the world. and of course, i'd love to and want to widen this circle of friends.

out of this bunch of fun-loving, jovial, introverts/extroverts & etc. one happens to be a bird. yes. in fact, a Dodo Bird. well that's what she calls herself.

one time she came to me asking, "mai, will you be my best friend?" ==>DESPO ahaha and so i told her that i'm one who don't believe in these kinda thing. but she gave me the assurance and said that we could try things out. but what my brain was telling me at that time was on contrary to hers; i thought we didn't need to try things out anymore. we actually understand one another already by then, after close to 6 years of friendship, or rather, more than that. mutual understanding/mutual trust is what we believe in. and yes. things just got better.

as best friends, we don't needa cling onto one another nor stick with each other like glue. as best friends we don't have to be recess partners as well. c'mon. you'll get sick of seeing her Dodo look every morning and that'll just spoil your appetite. as best friends we don't needa spend every single weekend with one another. as best friends we don't needa tell the whole world that we are. as best friends, we don't have to DIE for one another and spend hours of nonsensical chatters over the telephone. as best friends, we have what we call our "relax period" where we'll just go mingling around.

as best friends we love, trust, honour in this seemingly wonderful relationship one may not be able to comprehend.
as best friends, we have the BELIEF.

it started off with i-say-hi-to-you-you-say-hi-to-me in primary three
and in primary four i saw the way you shot to a height of at least one point four
in primary five i always see your maid with that juice made of Jelly
and in primary six you were of course in that rebellious clique

we turned thirteen the day we enrolled into NCC
and when we turned fourteen we decided to hit the hockey rink
you planned that party just when i was about to end my fifteenth
and though you've turned SIXTEEN you still look the same ol' CHERLENE

HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN
HAVE A SUPER SWEET SIXTEEN

a day in a life of a Singaporean

2006-10-07T10:16:00.000+08:00

Kiasu Kiasee Kiabo.
those three words. describe what we Singaporeans are like. i thought this culture is like. not as how and what it used to be, but ohh myyy. i guess it'll still remain etched in us. as the saying goes, "It's all in the BLOOD".

i was about to board the train at Woodlands station one fine afternoon to my grandparents' place at CCK when suddenly there was this old lady who started "aiyo-ing" and almost fell backwards. well that's because there were a few of those passengers who are too KIASU (or whom i call "the-must-get-seats-people") and just barged into the train without letting the other passengers alight first. and so all she did was clung onto this student's arm. and she looked up and just stared at this guy who happened to be wearing this really unhappy expression on his face, ready to strike at the lady anytime. what surprised me was that she actually wanted to chase after the guy and give him a thrashing! but was stopped by her hubby.

what surprised me most was that another lady in grey started attacking that lady with words once they've gotten seats. God knows what she said. i don't understand dialects. and within seconds, an argument broke out.

well i guess they argued about what happened earlier. that lady in grey had nothing to do with this but i guess she must've been one of those who was shoved by that man earlier. BUT she put the blame on that lady instead. soon it became a big hoo-ha in that cabin. i just stood there smirking. like. it's OVER. just let it be.

and so her hubby got up and said something like.
"look. i'm her husband. okay and i apologize if she hurt you earlier or anything".

instead of accepting the apology, the lady in grey BLEW THE WHOLE THANG UP! for the whole time they just kept arguing. i was expecting some Kung-Fu fighting when i saw that old lady getting up from her seat and went over to the lady in grey who was scolding her dear hubby, but sadly, no.

it was a real big commotion and this group of girls started giggling and laughing away while the other passengers just stared in awe; one even tried to calm them down. but the threesome didn't give a shit about it at all! they went on arguing about the matter and soon enough the hubby decided to just alight. when the elderly couple was about to alight, that lady in grey carried on with her nonsensical chatters and ended it off with a *CCB!! my- it was REALLYYY loud. i just turned away in disgust while that group of girls went "WAH..." and a few even applauded. and all that lasted for the two minutes from Woodlands to Marsiling station. and yep. the Lady in Grey emerged VICTORIOUS.

they say "Everyone Plays A Part" & "Together, Everyone Achieves More" or is it?

hmmm- is Kiasu really what we are? what say you?

it's okay to be angry & never let go

2006-10-05T13:40:00.000+08:00

Guten tag:
to the beautiful people of Deutschland- as if.

school's been super cool. well that's because i don't have to come home sooooooo late in the afternoon feeling so sober about the long hours of nothing but having to tolerate the nonsensical chatters & unnecessary noise in class. when will 4E2 ever change- i do not know. but oh well. E2's COOL! esp since we have sucha wonderful form teacher, who happens to be our combined humans teacher as well.

the floor is ALWAYS opened for debates. yeahhhh! DEBATES! [mannnnnnn- how i miss debating] and when she calls upon us, we wouldn't keep our mouths zipped. instead, we'll DEBATE. but most of us would just SMOKE around/ crap things up- and that's when she'll SHOOT US DOWNNN! whoa. going against her is one reallyyy challenging thang. but if you know your facts, it's really cool to debate with her. or perhaps with politicians-wannabes like EMELYN. hah. i ALWAYS try to go against that ELEPHANT. but with BEN FOO [HITLER]? NO WAYYY.

CH periods have never been better. for two whole awesome years under Ms Wong, what could go wrong? rrright. [seems to me everything is] only one pathetic distinction for CH. but really. i'm positive enough that we'd all be the high-flyers for Elective History under her guidance. why? because sarcastic remarks made us realize that getting Bs & Cs for CH is raelly ridiculous and all you get is more of her sarcasm for not doing well.

her SMIRK: ever so EVIL
her sarcasm: NUMERO UNO

the EMO song

2006-10-01T13:02:00.000+08:00

SALI everybody.

my fingers've been reallyyy itchy. i needa get em on my brattypack! oh yes. i miss my brattypack! the twing and twang, the tingg and tongg and the strum-a-strum-strum. and oh boyy how i miss the mellow yet warm sound of the bass strings. yep. i actually sent it for "servicing". strings are damn rusty and it's pretty dusty. well that's because i misplaced the special FENDER cloth. teehee(: sorry mannnnnnn.

anyways, Ramadhan's been really cool cept for a few hiccups here & there. yes you, i know. i'll be patient. i'll keep my cool.

i missed Terawih for a few nights now. well that's because i decided to prioritize my time & attend this night mass prayer [which is only done in the month of Ramadhan] on weekends; Friday, Saturday & Sunday nights. it's no big sin or anything for skipping your prayers or anything of the sort because this Terawih thingy is "sunat". this term- "Sunat" simply means that it is not mandatory & that you can perform it up to your own will.

one pretty thing about Terawih-ing is that after completing the 8th or 20th rakaat- depending on the schedule the mosque has outlined for all, all the fellow Muslims will sing a song~"Selawat" in praise of the Almighty. woo! three songs in all [for Al-Istiqamah Mosque], which is sung alternately every night. my favourite one is this reallyyy EMO song which can bring me to tears if i'm feeling really down or perhaps i when i think too much of my loved ones whom i dearly miss. it creates this sorrowful yet calm mood/feeling. what i know of this particular "song" is that it's all gotta do with seeking forgiveness from the Almighty.

oh well. enough talk on this. i'll write more on Ramadhan in entries to come- something more worrying, something which can get on others' nerves. till next time.

STAY TUNED!

"Astaghfirullah Robbal Baroooooooya
Astaghfirullah Minal Khotoya!"

Fellow Muslims;
"Hidup di dunia sebentar saja, sekedar mampir sekejap mata
Jgn terpesona, jgn terpedaya, akherat nanti tempat pulang kita
Akherat nanti hidup sebenarnya"
- i think this's the Indon translation to this Selawat

It has never been the same since '99

2006-09-25T14:35:00.000+08:00

Guten tag everyone.

can you feel it? can you smell it? ahhhhhhh- Ramadhan's here again. a month where i find peace and where I believe many would seek solace. a month full of goodness. a month where we would avoid doing the wrong things and do more good. LOTSA good. a month where many would seek forgiveness from the people around them, or perhaps even anybody. where many would just pray. and pray. and pray to the Almighty for giving us a much-blessed life.

oh you don't have one? no worries. you're not the only one. many out there are suffering even more than you. many of them out there don't even have those clothes you're wearing. many of them don't even have luxury of having Ben&Jerry's ice-cream or perhaps a bowl of cereal to perk their day up with.

when little Sarah was small, just like a bunny, she was trained to fast at the age of 4. or was it five? [well all i know is that this photo was taken when i was five] anyways, yeah. she could still remember a particular year during the first afternoon of Ramadhan; she sneaked into the kitchen and saw a bottle of cookies. mannnnnnn- they looked so tempting. so yummy yumyum. hmmm- tummy's making loadsa funny funny noises. no one's around. COAST IS CLEAR. here we go. *opens mouth real wide- POP!* goes the cookie into her mouth.

at that moment, the eldest sister enetered the kitchen, simply pacing around. *yikes* okay so she just stood there with one big piece of cookie in her mouth and smiled at her sister. and soon after, her sis just skipped out of the kitchen. that was really close =)

and so after the cookie was pushed down her oesophagus and into her little tummy, she left the kitchen and went to just si around with her mom who just happened to be reciting some after-prayer stuff. mommy smiled and asked,

"mai, are you still fasting?"
"yes," sarah nodded.
"did you eat anything?" mommy asked again.
"no. i'm fasting."
"good girl."

AHHHHHHH! i'm not supposed to be telling lies or committing any sins during this holy month! well mommy doesn't know up till today. teehee(: well i guess i'm just gonna tell her and lemme assure you, i'll get that usual trademark stare of hers.

oh well. this Ramadhan is gonna be something different. full of differences. Dutchman is really ill. he's changed so much. the previous time i met him before the weekends was only like. Monday afternoon at TTSH? but boy has he changed so much. the moment i laid my eyes on him my heart skipped a beat. he looked so different, as what mommy told me the day before when he returned home form his fifth stay at the hospital. BAPAK. he looked so frail. so fragile on his wheelchair.

"hi Bapak. Bapak sihat?" [hi paps. you feeling good?]
"mana ada? tidak ada la. badan seram sejuk saja" [nahh. i don't feel good]

AMKH, March 2006

i shall stop here. too many details will bring in more negative thoughts. for now, everyone, pray hard for his recovery. mommy wants to see him walking again. at the least. leave your prayer for him under comments ya. thank you all.

So I lift my hands & pray

2006-09-22T18:44:00.000+08:00

Guten tag to all.
past few night have been sleepless. well i'm sure it didn't only affect me but to the bunch of you as well. at this point in time, the brain's at its peak, ready to secrete whatever crappy stuff called uhh ADH. yeah. the pituitary gland does the job. or is it- the hypothalamus? ahh!
listen: the body isn't all about BIOLOGY and BIOLOGY isn't all about the body or playing with pig's/cow's hearts or studying what happens during ejaculation.

there's more to the body than all those blood vessels, arteries, the egg, ovum, sperm, epidermal cells, osmoregulation, X&Y chromosomes, the heart, the liver, the spleen, the pancreas, the stomach, the ileum-duodenum-jejunem, penis, vulva, bile salts, fatty acids & glycerol, fibrinogen, enterokinase and whateverrr.

what i strongly believe is that in this vulnerable thing we call our BODY, there're these LITTLE PEOPLE working for you. perhaps haemoglobin isn't the one which helps in the transport or red blood cells or perhaps. there isn't even SUCH A THING called haemoglobin. what i feel is that these LITTLE MEN & LITTLE MISS will work together and their movements are the ones which make all these reactions/processes/movements- respiration/fertilization/ovulation happen.

yep. i LOVE MY LITTLE MEN LITTLE MISS

honestly. i'm not the brainy kid i used to be. ahaha. BRAINY. no kidding. studying/mugging or anything of the sort. just not MAI way of doing things. but it seems as if fate has changed everything. now i'll hafta MUG and MUG and MUG and MUG and MUG and okay. this'll never come to an end. but seriously. i DON'T believe in all these. MAI way of doing things: simple. just do what i gotta do. yeah. contradiction. how cliche.

"Mai. I don't know how to say this but, ditto. I'm having some problems too. Ha. All i can tell you is, the exams isn't about mugging.. Its a test on how much attention you've paid in class the past four years. Take it easy. It will all come to you. I know it will. :)"
-the DODO in my wardrobe

i'm gonna keep this entry reallyyy simple:

I regretted getting into this triple Science stream
I regretted sleeping in class during Mr Tang's Chem period [can't help it but well theoretical people?] BUT that was only in my secthree days
I regretted teasing Mr Lam =( and playing the whole time during Double Math period
I regretted not speaking Malay and looking down on the language and even started off my very first entry in my very first blog criticizing my own race
I regretted not working smart enough
I regretted not spending my time wisely
I regretted not telling you how hard I feel inside

Breakfast served in Bed

2006-09-18T19:56:00.000+08:00

In the morning I feel the breeze, the Sun watches over me. And I feel so rrrrrrright.

i wonder what it'll be like to wake up tomorrow morning and see white petals scattered all around you and be greeted by a breakfast tray filled with yummy yummy stuff and freshly squeezed orange juice, much fresher than Florida's Natural.

and all the pretty pretty things will be followed by a nice warm smile and topped up with a big morning hug; all these to wish you luck for your day to go smoothly without any fatuous stuff.

SO Eiffel...I'm In Love

"hey you, remember those times we stayed till the light turned to dark?
and how she got so upset over her Mom's move and bawled the whole day?
she's Sorry."

HOPE dangles on a string

2006-09-17T15:49:00.000+08:00

this week's been pretty bad as much as i don't wanna think of it that way. throughout my whole life, i've never brood over exams & results cept
for eugh - PSLE. but well. it seems like i'm the big C here.

and also: Dutchman's back at the Paradise-of-Hell-for-Patients. danggg.
and also: the STUPID pain is back. grrr

i grew up with this really positive attitude about everything. whenever my mates fret and worry, i'll tell them not to and just cheer up. Move Along.
i remembered the time jia min teared in class due to well-what-else-can-you-think-of: EXAMSSS.

immediately, i removed my watch, went over to her seat and put it round her wrist.
"just think of Happy times, okay?"
and yep. my watch did the job.

when Emelyn the Elephant bawled over the SS paper and drowned her sorrow through the telephone line with me, i managed to knock some sense into her. crapped around, calculated plausible L1R5 scores. yeah. and at the end of the conversation, she felt better. much better. and i could feel all smiles from the other end of the telephoney.

and when you got so worrisome over your driving test, i just waved pompoms and voila. that did help a little i guess. you walked out with a driving licence.

but sighs. it seems like Happy times are over and decided to leave this life unmarked. i can't tell the time anymore. i have to keep glancing at the STUPID wall clock which hangs itself in the schoolhall. come back PLEASE come back. never to return again? Sarah hopes not. she's yet to settle her Prom ticket fee. the watch was her 15th birthday gift from her sisters. the watch brought her everywhere.

tell me, where else can you find that orange watch which only tells Happy times?

FIRST THREE MONTHS
like slow spinning redemption,
winding in, winding out.

getcha head in the game

2006-09-13T09:23:00.000+08:00

GUTEN TAG!

i'm supposed to be doing Physics at this time but i realized there're MORE important things to do like check for updates. yep. UPDATES. not updates on Friendster, blogs and what not. BUT.

the JOINT ADMISSIONS EXERCISE!

gawd. for the whole time i was using Rapist's JAE2005 as a guide on which JCs to look out for. and when i asked whether the cut-off scores would change over time, she simply said: NO. what a CHEAT! they DO!

well most of my mates are aiming for MJ- which I believe isn't too bad a choice considering that they've REALLY tight discipline and that they produced the top FIVE malay students in their first year itself, one of whom is my eldest sister's used-to-be-close-but-seems-like-they've-gotten-into-a-quarrel-and-aren't-talking-to-one-another-anymore friend. my mates, including myself, used to be so crazyyy over SA but our seniors told us that it's rather risky to go there and yep. he regretted going to SA. he strongly recommend AJ to me but nahh. my eldest sis' already stepped into that school. i wanna begin and leave MAI legacy somewhere else =)

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three criterias of MAI choice of JCs:
1) GOOD *2 thumbs up*
2) nearby (so iwon't hafta spend most of my precious time travelling)
3) NICE NICE UNIFORM (stupid)

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and also.. i'm not gonna step into any one of the JCs my sisters have stepped into. the following are those that I'm crossing off the list of 17:

Anderson JC - where eldest sis graduated from
Innova JC
Jurong JC [it's recommended actually]
Pioneer JC
Serangoon JC
Tampines JC [bye SAMSOON! no way i'm gonna take MLEP]
Victoria JC - where eldest sis went to for the first three months

yep. bye! adios! hasta la vista

HEARSAY HEARSAY

those in red indicates 2006 cut-off scores and those nicely printed are for US =)
-for more info and to have a clearer view visit http://www.moe.gov.sg/esp/schadm/jae/AnnexDP1.pdf

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mannnnnnn- Arts or Science Science or Arts? they say Science opens EVERY door for you. as for Arts, you may find it a trouble when applying for a degree. which i guess is indeed kinda true.

say an Astronaut/Cosmonaut.

Astronauts can be any one at all, from all walks of life. that's because on board a spacecraft, the crew needs to have all sorts of people specializing in different areas. say you're on board the Soyuz Spacecraft comprising of the standard seven crew members; 3 guys 3 laydees and perhaps a dog. out of the 3 guys and 3 laydees, one must be a vet to ensure that the dog's all well. it does not necessarily mean that ONLY aeronautical/aerospace engineers or even pilots can be Astronauts.

but one thing's for sure. an Astronaut needs the height. you needa be at least 58.5-76 inches tall to be a Mission Specialist Astronaut candidate and at least 64-76 inches to qualify as a Pilot Astronaut. sighs- height is the only barrier for me at the moment. when i met Swiss' first and only Astronaut Mr Claude, he told me that "you are rather small for an Astronaut." but he told me not to worry and just continue chasing my dream =)

OMG! AHHHHHHH! i just went to convert the inches into metres and guess what? I CAN qualify as a MISSION SPECIALIST ASTRONAUT! OMG! ahaha.

58.5 inches = 1.4859 metres!
MAI = 1.498 metres! = 58.976378 inches!

woohoo! thank you Allah! thank you God! you rock! oops.

all righto. ifeelgood! time to takeoff.
let's all "auspicium melioris aevi" ya. hehe

TOODLEY DOO!

chase the rainbow & SEIZE the day

2006-09-08T19:48:00.000+08:00

SALI

sup all? mannnnnnn- poor kids like us are busy mugging eh? heh. not one but THREE under the same roof. yep. bro's sitting for PSLE [lame!], Os for myself & As for dear Rapist. honestly, PSLE's the LAMEST thing i've ever sat for. so much for an EXAMINATION. seriously. i thnk the Ministry should just do without PSLE. but the irony of it is that i'm still proud about it. though scoring a pathetic aggregate- far too low to get into my dream school; a school i believe every girl would wanna go to. well perhaps not all since we seem to have this perspective that those who come from an all-girls school are all desperados and nothing but a bunch of spoilt biatch. which i totally disagree with. i mean. look around you. look at yourself. people may think the other way round about you. or maybe. even worse than you could ever imagine. here in a much-stereotyped typical neighbourhood school, we may be speaking ill of how spoilt the girls are over there. but then again, when you think of it, they may not be talking about you at all!

well i guess this whole thing is rather childish. but well. one thing's for sure. i'm sitting on the fence. i'm NEUTRAL. i'm a pH 7! whoopee!

fellas. mates. whatever it is, wherever you come from, fret not, worry no more. we've been destined to lead this path. even if we weren't, we should blame ourselves for neglecting so much of our time dealing with unnecessary & nonsensical stuff- oh my. this sounds so real to me. haha.

this's the time to strive. i believe in studying smart. not hard. studying too hard will make your head grow too big till you can't even walk through the door.

i'm doing it man. i'm gonna do it. i WANT to do it. for now i know that i'm not a nobody. at least i'm something. well we're all at least something. yep. that's right. we're all

PROUD PSLE HOLDERS!

PS: is studying a WANT or a NEED.

do you say I WANNA STUDY or I NEEDA STUDY?
comments please!
TOODLEY DOO!

botakheads! preeety LAYDEHS!

2006-09-03T20:48:00.000+08:00

not in picture(s):
SSG Lim Chun Han- Mr HIPSTER
SSG Teing Qihao- haha. byebye to your QM post!

"today is book out day today is book out day!
everybody sing a song today is book out day yeah!"

hell yeah! PART Cs kick-ass! awards/no awards, you guys made us proud. your ASM is REALLY proud of you guys. and i'm sure that your PS are proud of you too.

"my goodbye, your beginning, your legacy"
-MonosodiumGlutamate Maisarah: HS NCC Girls' Land Unit Pioneer [DELTA 06]

photos by:
ME =)

it's I. it's I who build community!

2006-08-27T18:06:00.000+08:00

hello folks.

August's finally coming to an end. so much has happened within this month. started off with a loved one's birthday and ended off with another's departure. a period of tears and mourn but still, we all know that we'll all leave this place one day and WILL reunite up there too. no worries. he's resting in God's arms now AB. i know how much you love your granddaddy. and i'm sure he feels the same to you too.

nevertheless, there are still events and occasions to perk up the mood a little. and yes, i'm talking about our nation's 41st BIRTHDAY! this year marks the first times i actually went to witness the Fireworks Festival. mannnnnnn- i only managed to catch Singapore's demo. pretty pretty strings of fireworks. unfortunately, i didn't manage to steal a good spot for superb shots. picture-prefect moments: nahhh- apologies. don't know why the photos turned out to be so shitty. and also thanks to a stupid tree and all those TALL people out there.

as we took a walk along the waterfront, i could feel the spirit of our fellow Singaporeans. well no doubt they were all pushing and fighting their way just to get out of the massive crowd FISRT- tell me about it! we're no Singaporeans if we don't believe in the spirit of "KIASU-NESS"- everything also WINNNNNNN. i don't know why but somehow, this is the very first year where i actually felt home. all these years i've been looking up to countries like Australia, France, the US. but no. when i heard the song "Home" being played along the waterfront, right in front of the Esplanade Mall, i felt so different. the hair on my cheeks were standing on their ends. the atmosphere was awesome, i'm telling you. YOU should've been there. really.

as we walked further down, i looked ahead of me and saw how pretty the SIngapore skyline is. yes, ladies and gentlemen, our very own SINGAPORE SKYLINE. mannnnnn- this is indeed HOME. everything is so pretty. the OUB paper-like structure- such amazing architecture should be given credits. the hitachi tower, not forgetting, the FULLERTON HOTEL [where i'll be exchanging my ring haha]

-hmmm why is it not very focused?

true enough. we don't have the four seasons. we have jet black hair; we're no blondies nor brunettes. but well, what makes us Singaporeans? the answer lies right there- in YOU.

IT'S WE WHO BUILD COMMUNITY ... ROLL OVER THE OCEAN ROLL OVER THE SEA!

-the best i could snap

BECAUSE IN SINGAPORE, SINGAPORE, THEIR HEARTS ARE BIG AND WIDE YOU'LL FIND,

BEACUSE IN SINGAPORE, SINGAPORE, YOU'LL FIND HAPPINESS *clap clap clap*

FOR EVERYONE =)

i waited for your call

2006-08-21T17:09:00.000+08:00

goodness gracious. this tummy of mine feels like exploding any moment now. funny why the pain's been here for quite some time now. like. it'll come and say hello as and when it wants to and just leave you alone when it feels satisfied hurting you. grrr- couldn't be the dumb ol' menstrual cramp or anything of the sort. it's like. this REAL STUPID sharp piercing excrutiating pain. ohh bother- gastritis? nahh- i'm not the sort. appendicitis? nahh. well just hope it'll go awayyy- REAL soon.

anyways, the purpose of me coming here is just to share something with you readers. firstly, the blog's going PUBLIC! not now. SOON. there might be several changes here and there. never mind that.

here comes the CLIMAX.

it was a not-so-good ol' saturday and there i was mugging in the wee hours of the morn. uhh- was i doing add math? ah yes. okay. at the same time i was expecting a call from someone. and so i did a few things here and there but when the clock struck half-past-two, i decided to turn in. okay i did my night prayers first. heh- well i'm not a good Muslim. teehee(:

after brushing my pearlie whites, i went straight to bed. i laid there hoping the green ngage would just buzz. but soon enough little sarah was drifted away into the Land of Nod.

0406h
*buzz- Lifehouse's [Keane Cover] Somewhere Only We Know*

mannnnnnn- who in the name of sweet potatoes is 6546....?

"hullo?"
"maisarah ah?"
"yes speaking."
"you sleeping already ah?"
"no la" [as if]
"ohhh- you want to conference?"
"with whom?"
"me, ban heng, benjamin."
"you mean ah ben?"
"benjamin tan."
"no thanks. i wanna sleep."
"oh okay."
"who are you?"
"i'm jingfu."
"you guys are MAD."
"haha. okay lor. go sleep."

so i woke up the next morning trying to figure out why the hell these idiots were still awake in the wee hours of the morn.

this morning i 'screamed' at jingfu, " you guys are MAD". and so he said, "no. not me. it was ban heng!"

and yep. it WAS ban henggg! bloody bugger. he was like. giggling all the way. no wonder that fella who spoke to me that morning was like giggling at the same time when he spoke to me. and guess what? i wasn't the only one. they played this BRILLIANT joke on ALL THE GIRLS!

grrr- i'm MAD! no wonder the pain doesn't seem to subside!

i'll be waiting for your midnight call

2006-08-19T23:18:00.000+08:00

MUGGGGGGG-

sleeping all day staying up all~ naa-aight

MUGGIN MUGGERRR

2006-08-18T17:50:00.000+08:00

SALI!
i've been keeping away from the PC, oh yes i know

right. hmmm previous entry really brought my mood down. perhaps i shouldn't have resolved it that way.

anyways i did a REAL fatuous thing yesternight. grrr- i should really start getting the hang of the SELF-DESTRUCT buttons on the Nokia N-GAGE. SOO- i wouldn't hafta go through crappy stuff.
school's been pretty cool cept for the fact that my class' performance for MT Os wasn't that fantastic. sighs. well can't deny the fact that the Malay kiddos got a more difficult paper in June. the one i sat for last uhh October? wasn't as difficult. sssssssighhhhhhhs-

I LOATHE BAHASA MELAYU LANJUTAN!

Happy, where are you?

2006-08-06T15:43:00.000+08:00

SENTOSA, 1993

Hello all. Today in this very entry, I shall spill & scream my lungs out. Bottled inside for too long. Can't take it no more. If I continue to, i presume it'll be the death of the very famous Sarah Malek.
A story I hope many would consider learning from and a story which I hope will make you realize who you really are and will make you change. For the better.

For 16 whole years I've been staying under one roof with you. For 16 whole years we've been sharing the same room. We've shared so many things together. From OUR room to OUR childish & nonsensical chatters about Teddy and friends. To anything and everything else. Perhaps not our clothings considering the difference in our build and all. And yes, also considering that I am a little selfish at times in an immature manner just to get back at you.

For more than 10 years I've been speaking good about you to all my peers. My teachers. The animals I see along the streets [yeah, I do talk to animals]. To the stras above that shine in the big night sky. To Teddy. Whoever; whatever.

I see as someone worth respecting. I see you as a soul worth saluting at times for that brain of yours. No doubt you're one helluva smart ass; just that you may not have mucha the brawns and perhaps the care to share your knowledge with others.

When I heard of your A-Levels results, I couldn't help but boast about it to everyone I know.

"Guess what, MY SISTER scored two As for History and Lit!"
"Mannnnnnn- MY SISTER is so God damned smart!"
"Do you know MY SISTER is entering uni soon?" "Well, MY ELDEST SISTER is being offered Mass Comm and Arts & Social Sciences"
"MY ELDEST SISTER chosed FASS. Yep. She's going to uni!"

Whenever I needed help in solving any Mathematical problems, I'll seek you. Not others. But all I receive in return are just squabbers and screams from you. Every single time.
But I just lock myself up inside.
Whenever we get into a quarrel, I'll apologise.
And just lock myself up deep inside.

You wanted everything. Mom gave you. For years I've waited for that pathetic Nintendo GameBoy console to come into my hands. It never did. When you asked for your walkman, you got it so easily. When you asked for a moblie phone next, amazing, within days.
Again, I lock myself up, deeper inside.
Mom awarded you that chain which costs God-knows hundreds. I don't really bother over that pathetic little thing.
But then again, I lock myself up, this time even deeper inside.

Perhaps they are rewards form Mommy. Well yeah, like you mentioned, "at least I don't get rock-bottom grades"
Yeah, "maimai used to be so smart!" as quoted by friends. Things change. People change. And now, you've changed.

You've never mentioned that I'm dumb. But now, you do. I didn't even expect those evil cackles coming out from your mouth. From Rapist; that's understandable. From you? Not al all.

As an ELDEST SISTER you've never given me any form of encouragement. Never have you ever breathed a word of motivation. As an ELDEST SISTER, you think about this, have you fulfilled your roles & responsibilities? Perhaps as an eldest daughter but NO, not as an ELDEST SISTER. You don't help your younger siblings. NEVER. Oh you have? PROVE IT.

Mom loves you. I know that. She takes sides. I know. Whenever there;s a quarrel, I'm always blamed for it. WHYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF* WHy is it that she's always and forever on your side. HAve you poisoned her mind? have you cast some spell or something? why is mommy liike this lartely? why why why why why why why

i can barely touch my food
i can barely touch my books.

but for now i am definitely sure
thanks to YOU,
I'm going back to Paratabs.

EFF*

2006-08-04T19:54:00.000+08:00

when i'm down there's no one around
WHY

well at least there're party animals. yummy stuff which can take your mind off effing things and oh yeahhh, put some love in your tummy.

introducing mr *

2006-08-01T18:01:00.000+08:00

"This is not for those who simply don't understand ME,
esp YOU"

I don't understand why you had to go away
And just remain in hiding.
It seems your feelings for me turned to gray;
Does this mean that all along you were pretending?

Apparently the start of August seemed like the start of every story. Every one'd go "Once upon a time" and end with a "happily ever after". However, it seems to me that August is uhhh. A pretty difficult month to start off with.

My ears were stuffed with the earpiece, plugged into a Nokia NGage, listening to some tunes to calm this "damsel-in-distress" mood down. No doubt I was like already entering the Land of Nod.. Eyes were completely shut; the pretty pretty images playing melodiously in my head to the rhythm of Buble's "Home", when the thought of you crossed my mind. Hmmm-

Wham! That's when I realized that today's the start of August. A supposedly new beginning for you. And that's when my tear glands started to "do a reflex". Oh- whatever that means. Well to put it in little-Sarah-when-she-was-three-years-old term, "the sleepyhead was tearing in bed"

Well the thought was taken off when the cell buzzzzzzzed-

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I remember the time we went to Tokyo Disneyland
I remember the time we took the ride at the funfair
I remember the time we held hands everywhere we went
I remember the time you kissed my forehead
and put me soundly to bed
I remember the time you picked the dress
and told me I should wear more of those often

I still remember the walk
I still remember the talk

But I can't feel your touch
I can't see your smile
I can't touch and play around with your uncleanshaven goatee

Why can't I see you no more?
Why can't I feel the same for you?
I doubt you think of me.

But still, I remember every thing of you
And above all, the fact that you never mentioned an "I Love You"

HAPPY BIRTHDAY =(

"My Kampong Days"- an RHD special by Lam Ah Soh

2006-07-28T19:05:00.000+08:00

And so the Ah Soh set off from the shophouse early one Friday morning; clad in a sleek, black cheongsam, complete with a set of pearls - one round her neck and a pair for her really tiny ears. She glanced at the clock as she buckled up her sister's precious gold heels.

The clock was ticking..
Real fast.
Clutching her Mom's vintage black purse, she 'waddled' like a duck across the road.

"Aiya, no mirror!" she gasped. She could feel the supposedly tight bun hanging loosely.
"Aiya, never mind.." she removed the chopstick from her bun.
Holding her breath, she tied, twisted and turned her curly ponytail. Chopstick. Push it up and....... DOWNNN. My, it sure was a little painful but oh well, talk about looking good. She realized that she could somehow see her reflection on the glass panel at that bus-stop.

Hmmm- hair.
Check.
Pearls.
Check.
Cheongsam properly worn..

Her hands then ran along her waist and finally to her- Oh MY!
What ARSE!

Beads of perspiration trickled down her forehead as she fanned herself using her bare hands, murmuring words one could not elucidate.

"Aiya! Where can the bus be?"

She cannot afford to be late!

Today is a special day. A really special one where she'll get to meet all her good ol' pals for some reunion like they always do on this very date. And they would just sit down and discuss pretty pretty things- mind you, these aren't nonsensical chatters or anything of those sort.

After what seemed like an eternity, the bus turned into the bay. Finally. She simply couldn't wait.

21st July- definitely a date to remember

the ONLY class which turned up in the COLOURS!

COLOURS

OOOH- BARRRACUDA!

teardrop

2006-07-15T21:14:00.000+08:00

"aren't you afraid of them avenging on you?"

"why should i be mommy? i won't be seeing them. i chose to opt out of the finals.."

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for a moment she couldn't breathe. her heart seemed to stop beating as if being hit by a thundering typhoon. somehow she couldn't take the sight of those anymore. what could it be? and how could this happen? the very strained, stranger-like relationship she had with her late granddad? or just simply sympathy. a kind of sympathy one just cannot control till the heart feels that way. so much for self-pity, for wallowing herself so deep until she realized she is not alone. like what she'd always say, "there're more out there.."

the saying would go "laughter's the best medicine" but for now she'll tell you that prayers' the best medicine of all. He's up there looking down at all of us, making sure that every bit of our lives that we spend is all worthwhile. He'll make sure that the poor= the rich and the rich= the poor. why so? that's simply because she believes that for every suffering there is in this world, a healthy man would be victimized to make up for that. so far she's known a couple of them. or perhaps just one?

remember that action has consequences. you've been given a long list of tasks which runs down from your head to your toes. it's just that you don't realize them.

so if one morning you were to feel a rush of blood to your head, tell yourself; come on, it's time to get moving.

there's a timebomb in each of us

the ways of the Matriarch

2006-07-14T21:41:00.000+08:00

It's pretty cool seeing those nonyas [or is it NYONYAS] wearing their baba/peranakan costumes. just look at how nicely they fit into those tight-fitting oh-so translucent[?] kebayas. eughh. i hate kebayas. i don't exacally know why but perhaps it's due to the fact that i've been in baju kurungs my whole life.

anyways i've decided. this year, it's gonna be a cheongsam and a cheongsam it is gonna be.

CHINATOWN tomorrow anyone?

mannnnnnn- i'm so gonna visit my fav spot by the river too!

itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny yellow polka-dot bikini

2006-07-13T18:31:00.000+08:00

Aloha lovers.
i was sitting around during one of my free periods staring into space when something just crossed my mind. well yeah. nostalgic memories. those days back in primary school [or perhaps PLYMERLEE] you know when you just sit there and start relieving those memories back again, you'll simply laugh to yourself. and friends would ask, "what's with that smirk?" and you'll reciprocate just by saying "HA-HA. nothing."

ladies & gentlemen, here goes nothing.

when sarah was small, she was literally small. like really really small. she grew up in a small estate called Bedok Reservoir where all the makcik kepos [busybody aunties] would gather at the void deck spending hours of gossiping & nonsensical chatters.

she attended kindergarten at the age of five. at a veryy prestigious one i must say. PAP- woohooo [Eunos branch] she made a lot of friends and was of course, the teachers' pet and the class monitress AND the group leader AND the smartesttt kid in class. haha.
back then she was always teased by her siblings who'd go "mai love shafie! mai love shafie!" aww come on, that was her best friend. best frienddd. and his sis happened to be her eldest sis' best friend.
they would pick stones from the drain and choose the best out of the few to kick it around and play a one-on-one world cup. his mom and him would come over to her place to help her mom out with the chores. the two would then go into the toy-room and play all day! from basketball to power rangers to wrestling! haha. cool thing i must add. that was the only bit she remembers. doesn't even remember the feeding-of-biscuits thing. well that's what her siblings would say all the time.

when it was time to go to K2, sarah met her real crush. it was this tall, well-liked guy by the name of shafiq. mannnnnnn. he was sucha cool guy. well that explains why all the guys look up to him so much. the two would grab one anothers' hands whenever the teacher calls on the kids to get a dancing partner during music period. and there, they would dance to the all-time favourite song "it was an itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny yellow polka-dot bikini!"

uh huh. who didn't like sarah? everybody LOVES her! teachers' pet, class monitress, group leader, smartesr asssssss- what more can she ask for?
things went well for the next few months till one fine April.. when her mom told her that she doesn't have to go to school anymore.

"why mommy?"
"we're moving.."

" *wave both hands* sha-la-la, say goodbye;
we are going, going home;
say goodbye -- to teacher
& to all my friends..

goodbye teacher, goodbye my friends; see you to-mo-ro.
thank you teacher Yani"

it's colder than it ought to be in March. it's July

2006-07-06T18:31:00.000+08:00

Deadlines datelines deadlines datelines.

Dude. What's wrong with school nowadays? Especially those IRRITATING people or rather, the irritating ONE?

Here goes my to-do list =)

- Higher Malay mugging [come on girl Prelim Prep NEXT WEEK!]
- catch up on ADD MATH
- get Prom stuff done ASAP
- solve the oh-so controversial issue on what to do for the upcoming Music Week
- get that pair of shoes for dear brother(:
- finish SALINA [goodness your still stuck at chapter EIGHT!] & return it to Cikgu Masayu ASAP

And finally -- *deep breath*
Tell him the truth.

Oh, and tell Laura I love her =)

i'd like to hire a plane. i'd see you in the morning

2006-07-04T18:03:00.000+08:00

Dear Diary,

Life's never been better off eversince July 7 2005. Everything seems so perfect. Despite the crappy stuff that I've been through, well, things are yet still so calm and simply.. Nice. But hey, I do hope that you're doing great back there.

I've been doing some thinking for the past few weeks. Well when your loved one is away, what else do you expect? Cept to just daze your day through and remain trapped in your own claustrophobic space. Think of the pretty pretty things that you want to have, the pretty things that you wanna get your grasp on. And yep. The most recent week's been way too cool [cept for the fact that Paps back at TTSH]. I've managed to sort things out and get my mind totally focused while I'm at work. Woohoo! So what you may say? It's an amazing achievement for me I'd tell you. My mind can finally switch to FULL FOCUS mode.

July 7 2006 is finally approaching- the long-awaited date.. I was just wondering dear Diary, will the day be raining with flowers? Will it be still be the same old thing? Or is it gonna be a fresh, brand new year; where everything just seems so pretty? In fact really really PREEETY?

It's warmer where you're waiting, now it feels more like July.

Thank you God.
It's July -- finally.
________________________________________________________

Try tossing a coin, and see whether you can untoss it again.
Try browsing through the pages of a book, and see whether backward reading makes any sense.
Try flipping through the calender, and let's see whether the dates can fly back and forth just like the way you want them to.

TIME TIME TIME.
Not only that. It's like. EVERYTHING.

You just wished that the world's the VCR player; your life the tape and you, the remote control.

Isn't it?
Well too bad you aren't.

STOP.
*TEET*
REWIND.
RRRRRRR

my life reads like the classifieds

2006-06-20T19:50:00.000+08:00

WHAT THE HELL!
They're going JB tomorrow but unfortunately,
I'VE GODDAMNED BLOODY LESSONS TOMORROW!

no fair no fair no fair

Yea. After all, what IS fair?
So much for calling this period a HOLIDAY.
I've always wanted to go on a getaway holiday. Hop onto a plane and just chill out at some place. And when I get back, there'll be a whola lotta souvenirs for my loved ones. Speaking of which, Ridz was really nice to get us gifts from Malacca. And yes of course. A very special one for his SPECIAL ONE =)

Talking about SPECIAL ONES, I really have to thank MY special ones out there. Au Yeong, for being by my side since PRIMARY THREE! Leeny, for being a DODO Bird since PRIMARY FOUR! And Juian, who constantly tells me how I'm so blessed to have the person I'm head-over-heels in my life.

I shall keep this short. Cause I needa break. A really really GOOD break. Haven't been sleeping well for the past week. I'll crawl into bed at around 2200 but'll only end up in the Land of Nod in the wee hours of the morn. DAMN IT TO HELL- Well hopefully, those sleepless nights will just bid adieu and never to return again once the Pilot's home.

Hopefully.

the blind ASS

2006-06-20T16:59:00.000+08:00

"Hi. Can you take me to Hougang Street 91, please?" asked Sarah.

"Okay," he replied. "Ow-kang Plymerlee ah?"

"Uhh no Sir. It's actually Hougang Secondary," Sarah answered.

"Ohhh. I thought you in PLYMERLEE school.."

JACKASS STUPID DUMBASS DODO KINGGGGGGG!!!

come home please please please?

leave a note

2006-06-11T21:15:00.000+08:00

I just took my eyes off the TV screen a moment ago. Well. That's because I don't really like watching TV. I find it pretty dumb actually. Anyways I was just tuning in to X-Men II. Whoa. All those characters, those mutants. Just brought my chilhood memories back to life..

Back then, cartoons are like. The number ONE thing in our lives. As kids, we believe in Fairy Tales, robots, nasty monsters and a whole lotta things which'd take you far far away from reality.

Take for instance. X-Men originated from DC Comics. Mutants. Cool eh? Sometimes I wish I had powers like them. I wish I was gifted. Perhaps have some telepathic powers like Jean Grey; transfiguring powers like Mystique or even such intelligence like Professor-X.

But oh well. As mentioned earlier, I know that those are just things that aim to take our minds away from reality. Give us a little break from everything that's happening around us. At times, they just turn me on. They have all sorts of characters, storylines, plots; all to make us realize that there are such pretty things in life. Take for instance, Clark & Lana in Season 5 of Smallville [pretty disappointing ending I'd say]. It's just we don't see it at all. Almost always, we wallow ourselves in self-pity. I have to admit that I used to be one of them [still fighting it actually]. My elder sis [Rapist] would always say "yea.. And I've a sister who thinks that the whole world is always against her!" Hah.

All you have to do is just to do one thing. It takes one simple step-
BELIEVE.

People say that in life, you can never get what you wish for.
You think so too?

Sarah thinks not =)

P.S. Sarah wants you to know that the reply brought her to tears =')

enter the PILOT

2006-06-09T16:32:00.000+08:00

It's been five hours already. Wonder how's everything doing on the plane. Is he like. Dozing off, staring into space (literally), watching the clouds, reading or just.. Munching?

Man.
It feels so different. The previous time, his trip only lasted for four days but I was already like. On the verge of death. This time, it's gonna be different. TOTALLY (sorry, but not in a typical Sarah-the-Bimbo tone). Different in terms of how far he'll be, how long he'll be gone and the safety he's assured of.

South Carolina - 9th June 06 to 21st June 06
For some cool thing to do with the US Air Force. He's gonna train to be an instructor and drill those dudes and dudettes on pilot training.

I was bawling my heart out last night. Gawd. I still can't figure out why. It seemed so strange. I watched him giving his final wave at the bus-stop from my bedroom window. I watched as he boarded the bus. I watched as the bus drove off. But sadly, I didn't get to send him off at the airport. If only Mom could understand better.. Or perhaps. If Daddy was still around. Maybe he could drive me to the airport in the wee hours of the morn to see him off. And watch as his plane takeoff safely..

"I'll be back I'm telling you," said the pilot.
"It's a promise.."

GO FOR GOLD

2006-05-26T19:45:00.000+08:00

RIDZ MUST GET AT LEAST A B3 FOR MALAY
-BEST IS STILL AN A (:

ALL THE BEST TO THOSE SITTING FOR O-LEVELS MT ON MONDAY

WHILE I ROT IN BED AT HOME =D

when lee kuan yew met tunku

2006-05-19T20:50:00.000+08:00

It happened some 40 years ago.

And yup. The separation took place.

I remembered those days back in Secondary Three when 3E2 was still under Lam Lian Heng-the-Great. I would never fail to stand at porch every morning [well of course, I could still get up early back then] and wait for his purple Suzuki to just *vroom vroom swoosh swerswer shooooooo* The way he parks is awesome! Just one solid turn and voila! There you have it. SCQ9476R ; the very unique purple car in the parking lot.

The Suzuki's a really cool one. It's really puny [what Sherm would say], all nice and comfy for someone of Mr Lam's size. Well I took careful observations and I realized that it's somehow shaped like a box. Hmmm. Purple car, shaped like a box..

PURPLE BOX(:

Funny how the name Purple Box actually initiated the move to set up some form or organization with such a CLASSY name. And so, I decided to just gather a few of my mates and start a band.

Believe it or not, I recruited SIXTEEN people within minutes. An all-girls band. Our main purpose is to go around busking in Town to raise funds for some charitable oragnization. But oh well. Easier said than done.

So subsequently, we went down to twelve. Had no choice but to kick the groupies out. Then we went down around 9? And finally.. We settled at 5.

So be it then. The fellowhip's formed.
Lead Guitarist: Jo
Rhythmic: ?
Vocalist/Bassist: Myself
Keyboardist: Juian
Drummer(s): Ben & Ridz

How lame can this get?
Okay.. Eventually we re-shuffled everything and yup. It got a quick headstart =)

Vocalist: Juian
Lead: Ben
Rhythmic/Vocals: Jo
Bassist/Vocals: Myself
Drummer: Ridz - My very own TRAVIS [he kinda dislike me calling him this =)]

May 19th 2006
We decided to just. Take a break. Yea. You know what I mean.

We're a band who decides to take a break from jamming studios and crapped-up songs to focus on what's more important for us this year. We're gonna make a comeback. We're gonna make it big one day. Not now. But we WILL.

"Mai I dreamt of us last night. We were like jamming at this studio and we were all like grown-ups. It seemed as if we've grown 10 years down the road..
We were jamming this piece and it went on smoothly. No flaws. No nothing. We were enjoying ourselves and we played really well.
You were wearing this totally Bohemian outfit during our jamming session. You know.. The skirt, the tank-top and that choker-like thing with that really unique stone pendant.."
No worries Juian. The time will come [Dar taught me this].

We're no Lee Kuan Yew and Tunku.

We're
PURPLE BOX =')

homecoming

2006-05-16T14:36:00.000+08:00

Paps' home!
Yay! Finally!
A month at TTSH, a month-and-a-half at AMKH. & now, thank God, he's safe & sound at home.

I must add that he must've really felt bored & all tied up during his so-called stay. Well uhh. Because at times, I get bored sitting by his side watching him. As in, you know.. I could feel what he was feeling inside. But oh well. One good thing about him being there is that he managed to catch my class' performance.

Uh huh uh huh.. 4E2's latest forte is DANCE

DANCE =) It's actually some Service-Learning thingy for our Community Involvement. Hell yea! We managed to bring the patients- well not only them I presume but ALL- back to the good ol' days.. We danced to songs like "Cha Shao Bao", "Greased Lightning" & more of those from Grease OST.

[right] MALIK- my dance partner!

We saw tears, smiles, grins, nods & felt really warm hugs. Those who were really touched by our performance were like. Shedding tears. All the way. There was this wheelchair bound lady sitting right in front who couldn't stop crying that she made me wanna bawl. But we were warned not to. Especially when performing.

The most touching part was the finale. Where we swayed there singing this "Mama Hao" song. Yea.. I could somehow feel it. You know. The fine hair on your cheeks going through vasoconstriction. Whatever that means.

Bottom line is- Everyone was HAPPY(:
I was happy.
My fellowship was happy.
PAPS was happy!
BRO was happy!
MOM; never better(:

I made a few friends during the period where I accompanied paps at the hospital. A special mention to this lady whom I call "TWEETY BIRD" because she looks like one! She's really adorable.. But the staff just couldn't stand her because she's too talkative- ask Au Yeong. But she really is a nice lady. She can converse pretty well in Malay. You know.. THAT kinda Malay. She even offered me grapes! Teehee. But oh well. I'm gonna miss my friends from the ward.

GODSPEED recovery to all.
Not forgetting;
Tok Macho *hugs*

promises

2006-05-02T17:57:00.000+08:00

Ahaha.

So much for all the promises you've made. See what's happened now? Too bad. How sad.

"FAIL NOW PASS LATER"?

Down with Influenza Virus.
Not in the mood to blog.

step one: SLIT MY THROAT

2006-04-25T15:13:00.000+08:00

Bad week.
Bad bad week.

Bad bad bad week.

Bad bad bad bad week.

Bad bad bad bad bad week.

Bad bad bad bad bad bad week.

Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad week.

Appetite's gone. COMPLETELY.
Sleepless nights- yes of course.

Effing attitude- what more do you expect?

Flu's gone. Thank God.
Burn on MIDDLE FINGER- STILL.

Last night. It happened again.
Someone, or rather, SOMETHING, touched me. I was fast asleep [I could assure you this since my eyes were really tired of bawling.. thanks to THEM. Including you] when something just brushed against my skin. I was awaken immediately. It was pretty creepy considering that I'm a- you know. I just looked around me but everything was pitch black. Who was it. Or WHAT was it?

Arghh- forget about it all right.

Things've changed. Results? Nahh. How happy can one get just over results? Yada yada yada- "Maisarah, you have improved.." "Maisarah's work is VERY neat.." [okay okay. Thanks Mdm Ching] But how can one assure that her happiness is guaranteed just over these stuff? Come on. I'm not as competitive as you think.

Sighs. Move on, kiddo. It's not the end of the world. He may not be here but well, he's right there. In your heart. Touch it. Feel it. Hear it beats.. And yes. I believe(':

I went there on Saturday. I was late; I'm sorry.

I thought I saw you but it turned out to be a different person. I looked around. I saw your cadets. I didn't see you. My instincts told me you weren't there. But the stubborn side of me told me to stay rooted to the ground & not move. & so I did. & I waited. & waited. & waited..

Expecting the unexpected?

It will never come for you Sarah.

Indeed, it never came.

MOVE ALONG, KIDDO.

the problem with.. [#2]

2006-04-24T16:47:00.000+08:00

Howdy mates.

Rainy days are here to stay. Again. Which means- NO swimming, NO beach outings, NO kayaking, NO sun! I don't mean tanning. Oh for Heaven's sake, I'm so BROWN. Like Teddy. Teehee. But I know that my SUNSHINE will still be here for me.

I almost died in school earlier- which brings me to this afternoon's subject on PARATABS.
Normally when I fall ill, I wouldn't give a damn to consume any form of medication. Like. Why bother? But this time. Well. I decided to just swallow those tabs, hoping that they would make me happy (since I've had a pretty bad week). I'll come to that later.

Holy hell.
I didn't know that the side-effects would be THAT great. Believe it or not, to the extent that I got rather ADDICTED to them. So it's like. I kept on making trips to the kitchen just to grab more of those.

And yes.
Satisfaction.
You'll just drift into the Land of Nod & wake up the next moment with this throbbing pain in your head.

And yes.
More satisfaction.
Really. I'm not crazy. Puh-leez! & I'm not trying to overdose myself to a deep deep sleep. I REALLY wasn't feeling well.

See. Can you feel that? The throbbing. The pain. It's terrorrizing me. Tears were welling up in my eyes the whole time in school. Tears. Pain. Appetite's gone. I seriously miss eating. BINGE [Leeny taught me this]

Speaking of which, I was supposed to join the Fellowship for a feast at Ngee Ann City's Seoul Garden. But well. Thanks to the flu. Mom told me to stay at home. But then again. She actually allowed me to. Just that I didn't really get what she meant in the text she sent my eldest sis. Besides, I would be going against my own pledge if I went. Because..

Well let's not talk about it here. Spies of SARUMAN around.

19th April 2006
You went away. Without a word. When was the last time we actually talked? When was the last time I even saw you?
You were the one whom I always bump into during my bus rides. You were the one whom all the Indians look up to in school. You went to school because you wanted to see them despite your condition.
And whoa. 24 years of teaching; YCKPS being the only school you've taught in.
I'm sorry.
I hope you heard me earlier.. You've always greeted me on the bus whenever you see me, but I'm always the one pretending not to. I'm sorry for not making the first approach. I'm really sorry..

May you rest peacefully in His arms.
I know you will.
Your expression tells it all..

Ms Valikannu Murugappan
~Ms Muru
YCKPS: 1982-2006
Rest In Peace.

when you say you love me

2006-04-13T11:00:00.000+08:00

Do you mean it?

Well. It's just the gay Clay Aiken's song.

Anyways, hmmm. Where've I been? Well I must say that it's been rather hectic & packed lately. School, study, study, school, exercise, school, school, school, paps, school, study, hospital, yada yada yada. Paps' now in AMKH - Mom's pride; as I've mentioned before. Undergoing Physiotherapy. Never-ending complaints from him whenever we visit. Now THAT'S my flying Dutchman. Paps-in-law's discharged a couple of weeks ago. Condition: well. No comments. My mouth's cursed you see. Just pray hard for the both of them. God speed recovery. Amen

I'm the midst of my DUMB mid-years actually. Just a week more to go. Leeny & I are both screwed. She went like,
"Don't know how to do.. *shakes head- DODO BIRD expression on*" after the Physics paper earlier. Bio? FORGET ABOUT IT. EMath? \m/ WOOT! Finally, a paper I can call my OWN. Whatever that means.

I have a problem.
This problem I can never seem to solve. Because I just can't seem to figure out what it is or what they are. I bawl for no rhyme or reason. Sleepless nights. Weird dreams which make me bawl even more =s Appetite loss again. Not exactly. Been munching on grains lately; Kellogg's Corn Flakes, Post's Waffle Crisp.. I MISS EATING! & I mean REAL food. Not Kinder Buenos & stuff. MY kinda REAL food?
Definitely FAMOUS AMOS BUTTERSCOTCH CHIPS & PECANS FROM DAR(:!

Sighs.
Speaking of him makes me go.. I don't know. Everything seems so weird now. He seems so far away though he's really close at heart =')
Leeny just told me something whoch made me feel so.. Hmmm?

if you miss him
then tell him?

awww wells

at least you know he loves you (:

and your love isn't one-sided

right?

hehe

yeah

to love and be loved

lol

so beautiful CAN?

Thanks LEENY =)

Hmmm. This song isn't that bad. "It Ends Tonight", another hit by AAR.
Now he's finally into AAR as well. Cool.
Sighs.
Dar.
Which reminds me.
He just got a haircut. & his current hairdo makes me go into an endless trance of grinning (: & What the hell? His biceps make me MELT! He simply makes me go MAD. Hey.. Today's the 40th! Yay! Happy 40th =)

& today's his last day at work. Back to school next week. Wonder what he's done as an adieu to his colleagues. AEROSPACE FIRM- cool eh?
But sighs. Wonder why. Why why why. Is it..? Or is it just me & my paranoia again?

"Love is always always patient & kind
It is never jealous
Love is never boastful or conceited
It is never rude nor selfish
It is not take offense
& it is not resentful.."

"In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you
CRY."

I Love YOU ='(

SUPER TEEN

2006-03-31T14:55:00.000+08:00

Expect tears tonight everyone.
The hugs, the kisses, the warmth in the touch of our beloved parents. Beings whom we think are a burden to us at times. Beings whom we thought all along are NOTHING but just a naggy bunch of people. But we forgot..
They fought & tried so much to create a miracle in thier lives.
And ladies & gents, believe or not, we are their MIRACLE, their CHAMPIONS.

We swam with millions of others.
And yet, only YOU & I made it to the TOP.
That's why the name
~CHAMPIONS

Dearest Mommy.
Though you won't be there in school to witness me receiving the certificate upon becoming a SUPER TEEN, I'll still do my very best in everything I do. Our ties may not be as close as what my friends think but I still see you as my strength. My failures; you've never breathed a word about them(': You've tolerated so much of me. From having boyfriends at this stage to getting bad grades in school to finishing up all the cookies at home all the time. I'm sorry Mommy. I love you Mommy..

One day.
Some day.
I'll fly to space.

And I'll tell the universe that "Sarah's her Mommy's CHAMPION(:"

Now listen to this.

You don't have to move

You don't have to speak

Lips for biting

You're staring down

A glance makes me weak

Eyes for striking

~AAR's Dance Inside

i know 'tis NOT the season

2006-03-28T20:16:00.000+08:00

Now that was a day to remember.
Evening all.

Uh huh. 4E2 did it again. My, our reputation's getting even BETTER each day. I shall not say much in this post since I've to mug but well, here's a sneak peek at yesterday's Science Day. Our class was selected out of two Science classes. Like DUH. 4E1? *shivers*

Starring SARAH NAZRIO MALEK as HAEMOGLOBIN =)

4E2 '06 - USE [Unite Strive Excel]
The Gifted Bunch.
The World's Greatest Miracles.
The CHAMPIONS of HS.

this i have to tell

2006-03-17T22:36:00.000+08:00

I ran into Dar earlier.
I was with Mom, Rapist & bro.

We said Hi.
I just waved.

"Hi Cik. My granddad had a heart-attack.."

My heart sank.
One more down.
Who else will He take?

GODSPEED to both of you;
Mr Hassan & Mr Kadola.

& to the rest of the crew.

GODSPEED OPS TMR BAPAK(:
GODSPEED RECOVERY TO YOU PAPS-IN-LAW(:

Nighty all.

my BELOVED flying Dutchman

2006-03-16T23:35:00.000+08:00

It's almost midnight.
Don't think I've time to blog tomorrow. I'll be by Bapak's [my dearest Paps] side just like the past few days.

Well let me tell you that should anything happen, COWHA will still stand strong. United as one front. What COWHA is you may wonder? Well. It's our very own

CUCU OF WAK HASSAN ASSOCIATION

It's something my cousin Mr Rudie Asmara came up with quite a few years ago. Boy am I proud to be part of this. The blood runs here. Through my veins..
Hassan's his name.
Hassan Bin Abdullah.
Remember this name.
For he was the one who sacrificed so much for his family, did everything he could to fight the Dutch [irony: it runs it him].. He was a HERO in every stage play [he worked for them]. Then came the time they reached Singapore. "Moving theatre form Medan" closed down.
Love bloomed..
And so it began.

But will it end?
Soon?