Wednesday, December 31, 2008

the magnificent room

I'm going to tuition classes again next year! Yes! You see, this whole year I've been really down for missing my super duper fantastic bombastic class last year. Yeah, I miss that class very very much. My PMR Petang class.

I love the loudness, craziness and happiness of the class. When I first entered the class, everyone was soo quiet. But it became the noisiest class ever after several weeks, although it only consisted of 8 people. Here's our position in class:


PURPLE : Raf
TURQUOISE : Far
OLIVE : Me
BLUE : In
ORANGE : Zariff
YELLOW : Miza
RED : Wawa
GREEN : Najib
GREY : Teacher

However, we had to move into a bigger class after a few months because some new students entered our class and we had to himpit-himpit macam sardin.

Zariff was the first person I saw when I first entered the class. Actually, I was kinda surprised to see him because he looks like my (ex) hugest crush. I had to glance several times at him to make sure he wasn't that boy. Haha. I remember Raf told us the meaning of his name is Joker. I think that suits him because he always cracked jokes in class. He was close to everybody in class. There was a time in our new class, we sat beside the window and skodeng Syed Aiman who was heading to a shop downstairs:D But then Mr Ng our cool KH/English teacher came in and scold us for sitting very near to the window. Zariff also likes to pretend sulking when somebody asked him to shut up. And his signature word when he was sulking was "fine aa..". I always asked him to teach me Science since he's good at it and I'm suck at it. He also taught me the graph thing in Math, and helped me taught In whenever I gave up teaching him. Once, he came to class with two koyoks on his forehead. Mr Ng jokingly said he was pening kepala with his girlfriend:D Oh yeah, he likes to show off his hot girlfriend and told us his romanticism - they became a couple on 6th June 2006 at 6 pm. Ceh..

In is my ever favourite student. At first, I thought Wawa and him were a couple. I mean, they are close to each other, they arrived together and they even looked like each other. But then on my second day of class I found out that they actually are twins! OMG that was so embarassing. Miza and I once had agreed that In was the hottest guy in our class. Haha. In is a very, uh, "extraordinary" boy. He likes to sit alone, do his own stuff, just listen to others' conversation without bothering to interrupt. He enjoys being invisible. To be honest, I couldn't believe myself how on earth did I manage to become close to him. You see, among all the girls in our class, I'm the closest to him. I guess it all started because he always borrowed my pencil. He borrowed it every day until every time he walks into the class, I was prepared to hand it to him without even looking at him. Once, we had this funny and stupid fight over doors. It started when one day, when the class was over, I (who sat closest to the door besides him) held the door open. But then I paused for a while (I can't remember why), and there he was, walking outside the class and thanked me with a smirk. I was really annoyed by him. So, as soon as he opened the second door, I quickly slipped out of it and thanked him back, with a meaner smirk. Haha. Oh yea, he also likes to wear this blur, stupid face in class. In sucks at Math, seriously. So, he always asked Zariff and me to teach him. That's how I became his "personal" tutor, how I became close to him, and how I began to have crush on him:D OK, back to the story. He sucks at Math. I had to teach him real hard and repeat what I taught many many times so that he would understand, or at least have a clue. He can be really annoying because if he doesn't understand, he would scold me for not teaching properly. Sometimes I looked at him and imagined myself choking him to death. Anyway, this boy has a good sense of fashion. I used to always look forward for what's-he-gonna-wear-today everyday. And I have my own favourites: 1) a plain white t-shirt with a worn-out-like blue jeans 2) a dark blue hoodie with a light brown knee length khaki shorts. He totally looks hot in those. No wonder I had crush on him back then. Haha. Now, when I think of him, I would be reminded of Chuck Bass. Don't ask me why, because I seriously don't have any answers for that.

Puteri was my closest girl-friend in class. Honestly, I didn't like her at first. And I used to call her a slut because she was close to In in a way that I can't describe. But one day she sat beside me, and tadaa, we became close. Mr Ng actually said she was a bad influence for me because ever since we became close, I became a bit noisier. Haha. Puteri was kinda scary for me when I first met her. I mean, she likes to wear kohl and always dress in some gloomy coloured t-shirts. But then she told me she made her ex-boyfriend bought her clothes from Somerset Bay, and I was like "whoa". She's still a girl after all. Oh yea, thanks to her, I got to know some In's secret and his embarassing things. And she made us became even closer. Well, she didn't know about the crush thing, of course.

Najib was so damn funny. On his first few weeks in class, he was so quiet and just watched us talking to each other. But then he received Zariff's bad influence and became very noisy. We called him Datuk Najib. He is a BIG fan of football and wear football jerseys almost everyday. But his are not like normal jerseys, you know, Arsenal, Liverpool all that. His jerseys are very local, like Felda FC, Selangor FC, Malaysia and some random teams. Zariff and him always talked football in class. And they even skipped class once just to watch a match between Malaysia and Singapore. In our first classroom, he sat beside Wawa so she always teased him until his face became red. She even said he is her favourite boy in class. Haha. And speaking of haha, Najib likes to crack jokes in class, or at least try to. His attempts always failed and in the end, people laughed at him, not at his jokes.

Wawa was way different from In. Although they're twins, they are so much different. She likes to talk and tease and sometimes be sarcastic. She was Mr Ng's favourite student although he always scolded her. Everyday she and In came late, and usually later than In because she was busy shopping for foods and drinks in a store downstairs. She's a nice sister, actually. What ever she bought, she would share them with In. She likes to treat me a little different from others since I'm very quiet in class. And when I got mad at Zariff and Najib and others for being so noisy, she would said, "Waa, Shahida marah la,". In the mid-year, she brought her BFFs - Nik, Aidil and Ili to join the class and they made it way NOISY. Haha. To be honest, I've never thought of joining them. I don't know, it's just that I was more comfortable sitting behind, eating my heart while teaching In, and laughing along with the boys' silly jokes. Oh yea, Wawa always told us how she was always mad at her mom for wearing "langsir" while going out with her, especially at her school.

I like Miza. She sat in front of me in our old class. She's a very straight-forward girl. She would said everything she had in her mind. She really likes Japanese stuffs - animes, movies, series, musics. You name it. Her phone (which was once my dream phone) was full of Japanese Korean English songs. One day, she played Kaer's Izinku Pergi for us and said that song was really good that it deserves to be in her phone. Haha. Zariff always teased her in class about her poyoness in school (she's a prefect). In BM class, once in a while the teacher would ask us to voice-act the dramas from Komsas book. And God I swear she's a great actress. She voice-acted her part and made it like a real drama. The teacher likes her so much that he gave her a bigger part in the next drama session. Since we kinda have the same likes, she always showed me some pictures of hot hotties and told me some great movies or series or musics. But in the middle of the year, she quitted the class because she said the class was too noisy. What a great excuse:D

Raf has many weird Math formulae. In Math class, when she didn't understand certain topics, she would ask the teacher to repeat over and over again until she understands. And when she finally understands, she would create her own formulae to answer the questions, and the teacher would name those formulae as Formula Raf. Some of her formulae were actually more difficult to understand. She's a real weirdo. Sometimes in class when the teachers are teaching, out of the blue she would interrupt and said the teachers were wrong. But most of the times it turned out the teachers were right and she was wrong. And everyone would laugh, especially Zariff who was always the loudest, and except In who would make some faces. Raf is way skinny. She likes to wear t-shirts that would show her skinnyness. And I am dead jealous.

Far sat beside Raf everyday before Raf brought her best friend along to the class. Haha, poor Far. She sat beside me in our old class but seriously, I rarely talked to her. Like Raf, she's a real skinny. She's even skinnier than Raf! Look at Pn Haslina and you'll know what she's like. After around a month since the class started, she started to wear braces. Her braces that always change colours became the class topic for a little while. Haha. In our old class, she always scribbled what the teachers wrote on board on the table. And she has this weird handwriting. Us (especially Zariff, of course) always teased her because she goes to a sekolah agama named Hiraq. So we called her Budak Hiraq:D

I forgot to draw Emir's place in above picture. I even have forgotten him. Haha. Sorry Emir. He sat in between Zariff and Miza. He is a really skinny boy. He like to wear shorts to class, so we can see his skinny legs. He has this floral short which I always called as Seluar Pantai. Whenever he wears that, Mr Ng would ask him whether he's going for a holiday. Emir always got scolded by our Geography teacher because 1) he sucks at Geography, 2) he didn't even want to improve, 3) he likes to talk back in a really annoying way, 4) he likes to skip classes, 5) he was always late for class, 6) he always didn't finish his works. He hates the teacher, too. But you know, the teacher can be really kerek sometimes. Emir also has this irritating laugh which nobody can imitate (or even try to!).

Ayong is someone I got close with in the last few weeks of tuition
. At first, Puteri and I were just talking about his ultra-skinniness and his thin hair. Haha. We might seem nice guys but we were two true gossipers:D Anyway, it's true, Ayong is another ultra-skinny boy (where the heck did all the tough muscular guys go?). The three of us eventually got close. It turns out he actually is incredibly sweet (and incredibly funny). He talked nicely and politely to us, which made me feel bad about talking behind him. Oh yeah, he surprised me by saying that he plays basketball. I was like, :O . I guess maybe that's why we both clicked. He plays basketball and I have a basketballer brother. I told him a lot about my brother - the Cagers, his teammates, his MVP award. Honestly I was touched when he said, "mesti kau bangga gila dgn abang kau kan?". Guys with that kinda thoughts are hard to find these days. Haha. (Nico, I was touched too when you told me you saw one of my MySpace photo albums which is full of my brother's photo and you said I must love him way too much;D).

Well, there were several other boys in our class, but I couldn't remember them much since we weren't close. I want to tell you guys about the awesome teachers (especially the super lucah Mr Param) but I'm tired of typing. Haha.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

roses

Ugly Betty open up your eyes
Today is gonna be a perfect day
Ugly Betty, what about that smile
The kind that makes the coldest heart melt

Oh how you bloom, under sunshine
What you are is beautiful
Far beyond what the others see
What you are is beautiful
Defined by love and the kindest soul

You're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful

Ugly Betty, so what's it gonna be
Will you stand up for yourself or will you leave
Ugly Betty, the stars align for you
The rest is up to what you make or do with it

And how you bloom under sunshine
What you are is beautiful
Far beyond what the eye can see
What you are is beautiful
Defined by love and the kindest soul

You're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful
Betty, you're beautiful

Ugly Betty open up your eyes
Today is gonna be a perfect day

Saturday, December 27, 2008

i can't take my eyes off of you

Last night, I forced my almost berkarat brain to work in my attempt to write a Malay song. So while thinking of some good words, the word "pandang mataku" popped into my mind. And then suddenly I was reminded of the scene between Vignesh and Endarah during the last Ujian Lisan BM.

Vignesh: Pandang mataku, anakku! (with two of his fingers pointed at his eyes)

And so I laughed out not-to-loud to myself like gila.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

if the rain must fall

Sorry about babbling about GG all these while. But I can't take my mind off of him.


Tuesday, December 23, 2008

sunny days

Made a wish, I can dream
I can be what I want to be
Not afraid to live my life
And fulfill my fantasies

I learnt a lot of tricks to help me live my life
You helped me find my paradise
When you came I saw

Sunshine through my window
That's what you are
My shining star
Sunshine
Making me feel like I'm on top of the world
Telling me I'll go far

Reaching out, for the highs
You inspired me to try
I felt the magic inside
And I felt that I could fly
I'm looking at the world in an optimistic light
You made me appreciate my life
'Cos when you came you were my

Sunshine through my window
That's what you are
My shining star
Sunshine
Making me feel like I'm on top of the world
Telling me I'll go far

You are the calm
I am the storm
You are the breeze that carries me on
When I said a truth
You wink at me
You're there for me

Sunshine (oh yeah)
That's what you are
My shining star
Sunshine
Making me feel I'm on top of the world
Telling me that I'll go far

Sunshine through my window
That's what you are
My shining star
(Sunshine) Making me feel I'm on top of the world
Telling me that I'll go far

Sunshine through my window
That's what you are
My shining star
Sunshine
Making me feel I'm on top of the world
Telling me that I'll go far

Sunshine
My star, my star..

Friday, December 19, 2008

starts with goodbye

I'm back. Finally. I think nobody noticed my missing (except Nico, just told him) due to darling my writer's block. Haha. Last Thursday I'm off to Kota Bharu with my Kakngah to stay at my aunt's house and I just got back this mornoon (morning+afternoon). Our tickets were booked months ago (which I soon regret) because they are tiket murah. Actually, I didn't really want to go, but I've never been on plane before the idea of going there by air was very tempting plus all the hasutan from my Kakngah, I agreed to follow her.

Living with my aunt's family had me into a lot of thinking. Well, to be honest I didn't really have anything to do there so I was forced to let my mind wander around. It was the first time I'm really away from my parents (minus the Khemah Ibadah last year), I found myself missing them dearly that very night I arrived. I was homesick. You may call me manja or something but that's true. I really missed them. I looked at my aunt and her husband and I thought, "Wouldn't it be nicer if Mi and Abah are here too?". I watched their daily lives, I listened to their jokes, I joined their conversations, and I realized although my aunt and my Mom grew up together (mind you, they aren't biological sisters), they are so much different. Our lives are so much different. Although it was a bit fun living there with all the noise, the (very!) stupid jokes and the maddening behaviours, I found myself kept counting down the days of my return to my house. I guess I'd prefer the quietness and calmness here. Maybe that's because I've been raised this way.

Everyday before I sleep I'd think what day was that day and how many days left to be there. I missed my Mom's soothing voice when she woke me up every day for Subuh prayer and later in the morning. I missed my Dad's loud and stir-causer voice when waking me up if my Mom was out. I missed having the newspapers ready every single day early in the morning. I missed my Mom's cooking. I missed the funny little arguments between my parents. I missed their laughs. I missed my Mom's sneezes and my Dad's snores. I missed following my Mom around the house to see what she's up to. I missed watching her cooking. I missed having to watch TV downstairs if all upstairs' TVs are full. I missed waking up to see my Dad using the Internet and feeling kinda upset. I missed having to listen to his classic songs. I missed calling him to sleep upstairs every night. I missed my room. I missed my darling computer and Internet. I miss my phone's headset (OMG how could I left them!). I missed having to climb up and down the stairs. I missed my super thick wonderfulfantasticbombastic Dictionary Yang Hebat, as I call it. I missed my friends. I missed the calmness of my house. I missed my life here.

I've been thinking, I only left for 9 days and I already missed everything like hell. So what would happen when I left later after SPM? If my original plan of going to Melaka succeeds then there would be no serious homesick problems. But what if my other plans of going to UNC or others instead came true? I can't come home often. Now I know how my brother feels when he went to MCKK years ago. I still remember his face when our car drove away, leaving him behind all alone. He never cried, but I know his heart did.

And speaking of crying, you know ever since I watched some clips from last week's GG, my heart wasn't beating properly. I didn't manage to watch the full episode and I have to wait after I got home to watch it. My wait shall be over soon, at least tomorrow. Watch these and you'll know why.








Oh Charles Bartholomew Bass :'(

Monday, December 1, 2008

why does it always rain on me

Blair: If you want her back all you have to do is tell her the truth.
Chuck: That what? I was stupid enough to have listened to you?
Blair: Yes. And then tell her what you really wanted to do. Get to know her, go to the movies, hold hands. And even though you're scared, you're willing to risk everything just to do that.
Chuck: Why should I listen to you?
Blair: Like I said. She's me.