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Selamat Hari Raya, ampun maaf dipinta:)

the chuck-files

don't look away

Tears are forming in your eyes
A storm is warning in the sky

The end of the world it seems
You bend down and you fall on your knees
Well get back on your feet yeah

Don't look away
Don't run away
Hey baby it's only life
Don't lose your faith
Don't run away
Hey baby its only life
Yea it's only life

You were always playing hard
Never could let down your guard

But you can't win
If you never give in
To that voice within
Saying pick up your chin
Baby let go of it

[Chorus]

Take your hesitance
And your self-defense
Leave them behind, it's only life
Don't be so afraid
Of facing everyday
Just take your time, it's only life
I'll be your stepping-stone
No, don't be so alone
Just hold on tight, it's only life

celebration

Every Raya, my whole family and relatives would go beraya from house to house. Once, when I was little, we went to this house and nobody answered us. The door wasn't closed so some of us, including me, went in to find the tuan rumah. We searched everywhere, from the living room to the kitchen and from the toilet to the bedrooms. Nobody was home. However, there were foods and drinks (including the super-delicious sirap) prepared on the dining table. We looked at each other. Then my cousin, Abg Meer said he wants to eat. So he (without any feelings of guilty or embarrassed) started to eat. A few others joined him. I helped myself with a glass of sirap and some kuih raya with lemang. After we finished eating, the tuan rumah still wasn't home. So we nicely washed the dishes, went to our cars and left. And we laughed like mad:D

headlines

Write down 20 people's name

1. Dayang
2. Mayo
3. Teah
4. Ain
5. Izyan
6. Syiqin
7. Nini
8. Nico
9. Nadiah
10. Shobanana
11. Lyana
12. Edy
13. Aaron:D
14. Daia
15. Sze Ting
16. Ker
17. Nene
18. In
19. Chuck Bass:D
20. Sawi

how did you know 14? (daia)
she was my 1st friend in 1 Baiduri:D

how if you never know 1? (dayang)
then my world would be dark
she's my sunshine la:D

if 9 and 20 is a couple (nadiah+sawi)
HAVOC!

will 6 and 14 become a couple? (syiqin+daia)
hahaha

describe 3 (teah)
anak en fauzi
quirky and lovable:D

is 8 attractive to you?(nico)
YUCK

describe 7(nini)
indescribable

do you know 12's family? (edy)
i met her mom

if 18 say he/she like you?(in)
i'll suffer. haha.
he cant be serious.

what language does 15 use normally?(sze ting)
manglish

who will go out with 9?(nadiah)
KISYAR:D

how old is 16?(ker)
16

when is the last time you talked to 13?(aaron)
never. he's d's dear bf:D

who is the most favourite singer of 2? (mayo)
dont really know:D

would you date 4? (ain)
NO. die kerek gile nak mati.

would you date 1? (d)
YES YES

is 19 single now? (chuck bass)
yea but he loves blair:D

what is the surname of 10?(shoba)
no idea:D

what school does 3 study in?(teah)
smt cheras

where does 6 live?(syiqin)
jalan ape ntah x ingat

what will you comment for 5?(izyan)
how's afiq?
:D

did you see 2 naked before? (mayo)
:X

together

super woman

Erin Gruwell touched my heart.

She united her super-racism students. She taught them humans are just the same. No matter what colour their skins are, no matter what race they are, humans are just the same. She taught them if they want to be respected, first they must give it. She showed them how to live life in a positive way. She opened their eyes to see something they've never saw. She opened their hearts to believe in something they've never believed. She transformed their lives into something new. Something good.



A combination of Erin Gruwell, Mdm Lina, Mrs Indra and Ms Ili Nadira has made me all geared up to study TESL, although my journalism dream is still strong.

fell in love without you

Chuck: You know, they say if you love something, you should set it free.
Blair: Ugh! They say when you hate something, you should slam the door in its face.

aksi shobanana

LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH:D

sleeping

I was absent yesterday due to major headaches. So this morning during Maths, Kirthikaa told me about what Pn Arini said about me yesterday.

Shahida tu selalu terngange dalam kelas. Entah faham ke tak.

She is so gonna get it.

littlest thing

When I was in Form 2, I got to know a really annoying boy in Taekwondo class. I never knew his existence before that. But we became close after that.

At first, I just call him by his name. But then, after I start calling my other super cute boy-friend Teddy Bear, he started to call me Little Bear. I was confused actually because I am NOT little, but in fact I am so tall. I never got mad at him though. That's how our nicknames were born. Little Bear and Kecik (because he was so kecik back then).

We was very close. He always annoys me whenever he sees me. We keep on arguing even on small things. In Taekwondo class, I always grab the chance to torture and bully him since I am more senior than him. However, my plans backfired because his friends always help him and in the end, I was the one who had been embarrassed. Jahat punya Kecik. Tak padan dengan kecik.

Now it's been two years. He still annoys me now although we rarely meet. He still manage to find ways to embarrass me. He still makes me laugh. But now, he is TALL. And today, 15th September 2008, is his birthday!

HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY! Let us be good friends forever, okay?
:D


PS, Wahai Kecik, kenape kau lagi tinggi dari aku sekarang?

love pushes us around

Just now I remembered one of my Sivik teacher's tasks for us early this year - he asked us to draw our favourite animal. I had problems thinking of what mine is because I don't think I have one. But then I remember Mayo said mine is sure an extraordinary one since I'm a dreamer. Thanks to her, I knew what is my favourite animal. So I began to draw a Pegasus. I chose to draw a Pegasus because it doesn't exist in reality. A Pegasus only lives in someone's dreams, and dreams is what I live in.

I drew a Pegasus instead of a unicorn because Pegasuses have wings. And since I was little, my favourite dream is to have a wing, so that I can fly:)

i am a tree

I talk to you as to a friend
I hope that’s what you’ve come to be
It feels as though we’ve made amends
Like we found a way eventually

It was you who picked the pieces up
When I was a broken soul
And then glued me back together
Returned to me what others stole

I don’t wanna hurt you
I don’t wanna make you sway
Like I know I’ve done before
I will not do it anymore
I’ve always been a dreamer
I've had my head among the clouds
Now that I’m coming down
Won’t you be my solid ground?

I look at you and see a friend
I hope that’s what you wanna be
Are we back now where it all began?
Have you finally forgiven me?

You gathered my dreams in
When they all blew away
And then tricked them back into me
You saved me I was almost dead

I don’t wanna hurt you
I don’t wanna make you sway
Like I know I’ve done before
I will not do it anymore
I’ve always been a dreamer
I've had my head among the clouds
Now that I’m coming down
Won’t you be my solid ground?

I don’t wanna hurt you
Like I know I’ve done before
I will not do it anymore...

I don’t wanna hurt you
I don’t wanna make you sway
Like I know I’ve done before
I will not do it anymore
I’ve always been a dreamer
I've had my head among the clouds
Now that I’m coming down
Won’t you be my solid ground?

meet you there someday

My friend lost her mother yesterday. Yeah, that's right. Her mother was murdered.

It's hard to believe it was Puteri. The girl I used to hate, but then became the girl I cherish the most. I can't imagine what's going on her mind right. Or her heart. I can't imagine what does she feels right now. And I can't imagine what lies for her in the future.

Yesterday when I saw the news, I can't believe my eyes it was her who was crying her heart out. I've never seen her like that. So inconsolable, so terrified, so fragile. But this morning the newspapers forced me to believe it. Her face, her hometown, her name(although was wrongly spelled), her age. They all match.

It was sahur when her mother got killed by those scumbags. I wonder how will she go through sahurs after this. And the Hari Raya. I wonder if she'd hate Indonesians now. I wonder if she's hate her house now. I wonder how will she go to school after this. I bet she'd be recognized as 'the girl whose mother was killed'. I wonder if she'd hate that. I wonder whether she will continue to cry. I wonder if she blamed herself for the tragedy. I wonder how she will see life now.

To Puteri Noor Aqilah's mother, Raja Noriana Raja Ahmad. Al-Fatihah.

tears and rain

One of the best, that's what I call it.
Just like everybody else, I have crushes. And among them all, I shared one of the best moments in my life with someone I met four years ago and fell for him all over again last year.

It was just an ordinary Thursday afternoon when I was walking to my car from the Living Skills workshop. There were so many people at the gate. I was holding my file on my left hand. After I managed to push my way from the throngs of people, I felt someone accidentally bumped into my left arm from the back. Feeling very helpless and thoughtless, I dropped my file. I stared at it without any feelings of anger. Just disappointed that I had to pick it up. Then I remembered the person who bumped into me. I glanced at him, and was surprised. My crush was standing right in front of me with a guilty look with a smile on his face. We stared at each other, and continued doing it for several seconds. Then I realized I haven't pick up my poor file yet. So I squatted down to pick it up, which he also did, only faster. He picked my file up so sweetly, so charmingly, so manly, so gracefully, and handed it to me with such a dazzling smile and gentle eyes. He then quietly whispered "Sorry," to me. I, whom was melting head to toe (most notably heart), smiled back and said "Takpe,". I swear I was adding "Buat la lagi," in my head. He continued to smile for another two seconds before walking back to his friends, while I floated to my car..

gotta go my own way

Chuck Bass: Look, I never should have abandoned you. I knew I made the wrong decision as soon as your plane took off. I distracted myself all summer, hoping I wouldn't feel it, but I still do.
Blair: And?
Chuck: I was scared. Scared that if we spent the whole summer together, just us, you would see...
Blair: See what?
Chuck: Me...please don't leave with him.
Blair: Why? Give me a reason... and "I'm Chuck Bass" doesn't count.
Chuck: 'Cause you don't want to.
Blair: Not good enough.
Chuck: 'Cause I don't want you to.
Blair: That's not enough.
Chuck: What else is there?
Blair: The true reason I should stay right where I am and not get in the car. Three words. Eight letters. Say it... and I'm yours.
Chuck: I... I ... [pause]
Blair: Thank you. That's all I needed here.

so simple

Usually I spend my 31st August morning watching the parade. However, unlike the past years, I spent this year's at One Utama. My Mom was searching for a flower at Jusco. And so, after we're done with the shopping (my Mom didn't found her flower), we stopped at McDonald's for ice-creams. My Kakngah mentioned earlier they got a promotion for the Sundae ice-cream since it's Merdeka, so the ice-cream's cheaper that day. So we bought one. The chocolate flavour. Then my Dad came. He asked us to buy another one. So Kakngah bought the same chocolate flavour and the ChocoTop ice-cream for Mom (she suddenly feels like eating it). Then, Dad said he wanted the raspberry one. Since Kakngah already paid, he bought the ice-cream himself.

So there we were on the National Day, eating ice-creams (which cost us over RM8) at McDonald's. What a joyful morning:)

grin and bear it

Looking forward for this week's Latte@8. Ahaha.
I Love You, Reza Salleh:D

happy ending?

Oh my. It's Peyton.

Shit.

Merdeka?

Everyone calls 31st August Hari Kemerdekaan Malaysia. I think they're wrong. Well, I'm not the best student in History subject, but as far as I concern, Tunku Abdul Rahman never stated 31st August 1957 as Malaysia's Independence Day, but rather Tanah Melayu's. So when is actually Malaysia's? 16th September 1963? Now that's something to think about.

Well, no matter what, I'm wishing all Malaysian a late 'Selamat Hari Kebangsaan'. Enjoy it while you still can.