thanks okay. dismissing the fact that your wrapping was horrendous, i still like the whole of it. maybe next time, you'd like to give me some turkish delight? nahh. just kidding.
THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALE IS HERE!!!
i could neither update on saturday nor sunday basically because, my weekends are boring. say it with me, borrrr-rriiiin-ggg. alright, this goes out to Rara, I feel honored by yet undeserving of the appellation "intelligent speaker." I am merely a word crafter, craftsperson you can say, a cabinetmaker of texts and occasionally, I think, an overloaded Mrs.Kamus which I hope people won't find it that disturbing.
okay back to my weekends. on saturday night, my mother, my father and me attended this forum at the open space next to civic centre. like i reviewed for Caca via sms, i'm gonna quote it here what it is about. the forum is about self-esteem concerning muslims nowadays in an Islamic aspect while of course, relating it to how our prophet Muhammad did it back then; dealing with the way we think and of course again, some humour. it is, about how we shouldn't give up in god's rahmat no matter what situation He puts you to. because if He puts you to it, He'll bring you through it. and blablablabla.
what i'm concern about was the damn mosquitoe bites and the inconsiderate aunty that's seated next to me. while the panel of lecturers are speaking, she should jollywell shut the gap and not start her own forum. right? but what can i say, if i were to face her and say,"i don't need your words here dear aunty" i guess i'll have the embarassment of my life; though those are the very words i longed to say to her. HA HA.
i'm anticipating for tee's birthday bash. the 3rd of june!! i hope our future sunday morning will turn out fine and perfect. and the gss is here. yesterday, ma was suppose to bring me out to shop for shoes at aldo. since it was already around late 4pm, i told mother i was too lazy and next time will do. imagine this! i'm gonna don 4inch heels around soon! before i start looking like an anorexic model tak jadi, i think i won't deal with 4inch heels this soon. soon, but not so soon.
i didn't have proper meals today. i had only lunch, and dinner. talking about dinner, the dine-out with ma and pa, didn't turn out good. because. THE FOOD SUCK. i call today, bad-food day. food was not even close to disastrous, it was horribly deleterious!
today, i was late for school. it was public relations, and that means, its Shi Cong aka Kristy. the lecturer put on a dirty face when i came in. i said sorry thrice, and there wasn't even a simple "okay, take a seat". or didn't she hear me? sherita's better, i used to be 90minutes late for her class, and she could say "it's okay. nevermind lah". well at least. hah. pr's a fun topic to come by, but i just have to be unlucky. Kristy's accent's a KILLER. i can't take it. i tried to appreciate by telling myself, "she's trying la doinks. quit complaining" but all efforts gone awry. i can't take it, i can't take it, i can't take it. its so hard to comprehend, that everytime she speaks, i have to tilt my head, leave my mouth a 13 degrees gap opened, and scowl. that bad okay. and ashton skipped class today! hurrghh. well anyway, i still would love to know more about public relations. because its nothing about rules, instructions, math, nor science. it's about... the ART OF THINKING.
alba said she wanted to come over by 4, but i guess she must have something more critical to attend to. i pray she's okay. and. i'm glad i'm home early today. i had sleep and i held my own photoshoot just moments ago. HEHUHEHUHEHUHEHU. it was all about my room. because i can't or perhaps i don't know yet how to snap portraits of myself. i couldn't find the remote control for the camera. it's nonsensical, i KNOW. but, give compliments too can? hehuhehuhehuhehu. HAHA. wth. ENJOY!
1st; wrong focus. i know. 2nd; that's Nitty. she's alone, eversince i'm alone. 
note that it's supersupersuper dusty.
4th; that's my trash, plus my sidetable's lamp. 5th; that cost ma $3.90 if i am not mistaken. 
the slippers that saved my feet every morning and every cold-floor season.
that is a radio. a vintage radio. its from thailand and that picture depicts a couple during a bersanding during the 1920s.
mr. big foot that priced 350 aussie dollars. 
these are twins. you people should see how my spiderman works!! it's hilariously funny! heeeeheeee.
p.s: i'm gonna watch CSI later with Momma. i bet she'll tell her own story with her snore. which is just so equivalent to me watching it alone. oh well. tara! |
let's re-arrange.
this is caca. i call her worm. she's the clever clown who makes anyone's day with her accidental blunders and clumsy antics. though so, she's super smart and very very very very very very diligent. you need ideas, ask her. be it arts, designing, or subjects, she's just oh so cool and brain loaded. such a to-die-for girl. but. she's a feminist. just like me.marissa rocks my salsa. uhh? haha.
now let's look at miss petite yet voluptuous. ooooh sorry shakatak. the talkative motor mouth that really can't stop recounting stories on your way anywhere. if you see her alone, and if you know her, think twice before approaching from far. she either has her contact lenses on, or she won't. she's blinded. blinded by love from mister ducky. this is my future private nurse. i told ya im gon' make it big soon. i'll be the talk of town. OH HA HA HA. therefore i'll book her from now to aid me with my babies, my household, and my health lor. you better do well and be waayyyyy better than that piglet i tell you SHA! because sesungguhnya, piglet's ugly, and you're not. you're so much more gorgeous
and when you make it big, i'm sure your male patients are gonna ask for your number. just have to look at her, she's got really sharp nose and big eyes and muscular hands and schat-know-what. heeeeeheeeeheee.
forget the one in brown that's me. i'm gon' talk about the green venus. she's very geared towards success and a very optimistic individual. we've fallen out of love together, and gave up too at the same time. hahaaa. you can't blame us you see. blame it on how these jerks put on attitude that even their mothers can't stand. (i guess) i'm very inspired by her father, and most of the times, i wished i had 7 siblings too just like tee has. the house will never be silent, with them and i really feel the atmosphere hearing her younger siblings scream and shriek their hearts out whenever i call. we nicked her Cinderella. she's beautiful inside out. ask for her number.
my makcik. hana alba.
the very hulk that fights for her insides herself. an outstanding soul you never imagine one could be. she's my classmate, my ex-classmate, my starbucks kaki, and recently my emo punching bag. that is something bad, i'm trying to transform that point and be a someone for me. her situations always look so 3D to me, though she's merely recounting at times. which goes to show, she's got emotions on her tongue. she owes me a boyfriend. HA HA HA! she's planning to give me a superstar, but, he's not interested. i don't care and i don't mind. i didnt know how crazy she could get until a few nights ago she gave me an alien dance through the webcam.heh.
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Monday, 14 May 2007everytime, I...
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light |
Sunday, 13 May 2007it's the way he makes you fall in love.
weeeeee. i celebrated mommy's day with my angel yesterday, and today itself. on the saturday, i accompanied ma to do her norm. restock all her clothes to replace it with new ones. causeway point was so full and full and full and full! i came across a terribly long queue right at pizza hut's "please wait to be seated" area and boy was i overwhelmed by the amount of people crowding that miserable shopping mall. for once, i couldn't see the grounds of causeway point. the queue stretches all the way till bossini's entrance and simply said, i see mothers all around. happy faces, enthusiastic walks, hungry-looking faces too. and, i don't have pictures to depict yesterday, plus i'm not really in the drive to blog today. one good thing is, i've completed the magazine assignment. and let me insert some self-contentment here: i'm proud of my masterpiece. to me, it's pleasant, very solid and jam packed with information, just like how other magazines/newsletters about health should look like. only mine's better! AHAH! oh yes. everything's mingling fine now. resh and crispy. back to normal. normality. i missed normality this past few weeks. lucky i had mommy who smiles at me and tell me the world is always a place for creatures who are eager to live wonderfully in the afterlife. you do it well here on earth, you'll do well too by Almighty. InsyaAllah. |
Saturday, 12 May 2007holding this world.
i met my soul sister today to plaza singapura. in purpose of looking for our dear mothers their mommy's' day present. it was a really brief trip, but still, it was a long time since we last saw each other. both of us got the same gift for our mommys. it was a red sofa from harvey norman. ahaha!
Almighty, hold this world for me, keep it intact. take turns with me cause i can't seem to support the weight that's crumbling over my head. holding this world, it teaches me a great load of things. this moment, you've given me something i haven't seen. i'll take it on tomorrow. it's hard as it's been. when can i ever comprehend. when will these tears ever run with a reason? dear Almighty, oh please do help me through. maybe they don't get it, i know You work everything. show me exactly how. convey it through me. tell me the things i should know. a little at a time. take this lethargic invisible away.
sit by me.