Sunday, January 18, 2004

come back..

to the one that ran away,


number one, if you are reading this, please come back because everyone's worried sick and you're not even in their family. number two, don't be a coward to be running away. and number three, you are putting me in thorough questioning of which i am forced to answer. and beleive me, its ALL ABOUT YOU.

why are you running away? no one told you to be invovled with any society.. i know being caged up with a mum like that sucks but hello, you do not have to rebel to such an extreme of which even you get yourself in trouble. no one told you to be what you are now. messed up. if you can't figure out what you are now. that's what you are. messed up. messed up. you're messed up. haven't it ever come to your mind that eventually, the people who gets hurt are those who are dear to you? hasn't it ever crossed your mind that YOU get hurt for your own action? your life is threatened by your own actions and eventually, you have to straighten things out?

i don't care you diss the way we dress. but that's exactly what our religion require us to do. i don't care if i haven't gone that far as you did. but i know what's right and what's wrong. and you do too. so don't you think that you should hinder the sins? its not as if we are as pure and innocent like a newborn. think about it. how many years in hell do you want to spend? think about it?

i am saying this because i care. i want you to know that they care. your mother cares. so please come back. repent. please repent. please get yourself out of this mess. it isn't benefiting you. it isn't benifiting them. it isn't benefitting anyone. so please. do yourself a favour. get yourself out of this mess. i'm not close to you. but i'm your friend. and friends advice each other. so please. come back. repent. make the better out of your life.


died-ed at 7:14 pm
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Saturday, January 17, 2004

craving takoyaki...

"again..?" you may ask.. haha. yeah. i'm craving takoyaki. like practically every single day of my life. why? got a problem with that? no? stay. yes? head exit.

made arrangements with shereen and khairi about the food for this coming thursday. and that got me craving too. heehee. satay, chicken wings, stingray, otah-otah, sausages, fried rice and noodles.. MARSHMELLOWS... yummey yummey yummey. so me and uncle nal figured that each family is to pay 30 dollars for the thang. so there'll be abt six families(haikel's/angah's, pak long's, mine, uncle man, uncle bob, oteh...) and i think kakak jan's have to pay too. i dunno. well, me, reen, khairi and meerie are thinking of staying over the night before. as in wednesday night? but we hafta ta get the keys to the condo from uncle man and such. so yeah. bleahz. why in the world am i posting my arrangements for a family gathering here..?

-madness is what i demonstrate-

died-ed at 6:13 pm
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Friday, January 16, 2004

i forgot to add this to yesterday's update. haha.


so yesterday there was c&t right..? so the dnt students were doing their practicals and so did the f&n students. and the f&n students cooked lemon chicken and curry chicken. yummy. the lemon chicken? we gobbled it all up(yes, almost all of the students cooking) right after the recess bell made itself heard. i didn't try xing ying's.. they say it was delicious. i had a taste of kularesh's. his was.. OOooOkay. for the only home-ec student in class, he's quite a cook.haha. the best thing is jason and ziqing bought 4 loaves of bread from the canteen and brought it to class and we were all eating curry with bread. jaslyn's was YUMMEH. heh. we couldn't care less for the prefect. lolx. so it was like 9 of us with 4 loaves of bread and 2 tupperwares of curry. haha. weijie dipped his tuna puff into the curry. uber disgusting. and now i am late. i guess. so i better make a move to school. till then..

yeay! day of indulgence! khairi!!!!!!


died-ed at 6:54 am
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Thursday, January 15, 2004

i wanna drop art.

i was followed by a black cat.

and i still can't climb the stairs without panting.

my bag's still too heavy even without my a-maths textbook.

i was depressed during art.

i feel like dropping art.

and lin shan went "ur art soo good u want to drop."

good? my arse.

i fear the o levels

loci test was ALMOST okay.

chem, i could handle it. for today.

higher malay was as crappy as ever.

i actually said to adiba that i missed her. oh, my reputation. haha.

i don't know why i am blogging like this. but wtf, the blog's mine for the taking,make me king.

okay, that sounded eminem-ish.

oooh. my chickens are burning over the stove.




"next lesson, with textbooks or not, we are going to start our lesson on CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

because now all i see is CHARACTER DETEORATION."


died-ed at 6:39 pm
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Wednesday, January 14, 2004

why the fuck are helicopters or planes flying over my flat at this time of the day. fuck them. i want peace.


died-ed at 9:12 pm
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happy birthday syimah!

happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. happy birthday to hasyimah my 10-year friend, happy birthday to youuuuuuuuu


nothing interesting happened. did soo much for the debate and then the debate didn't -dunnowhat'stheproperwordlaheh-. so all efforts of staying up late last night was wasted. assembly's a complete DRAG today. its so cheenah. i mean i'm not being racist or anything. besides, i am PARTLY chinese. so yeah. but anyways, we had this stage crew from don't know where to come and perform CHINESE OPERAH. so yeah. its about some superior eagle creating some hectic commotion at the heavens and the gods couldn't bring it down. so the blardie 45 mins i was sitting on the floor, sweating, avoiding the sun's glaring rays, watching some stupid operah and in my heart i was like "biler mau game? biler nak habis? lincah lahhhhhh" notice i was being malay-ish? irony ok. and another thing abt the operah was the excessive spraying of dried ice stuff. to create embiance(sp?).. gee. i noe cny is coming. but gee. not in the mood okay. well, except for those cookies they are selling over at swensen's.. *sheepish grin* i want to dine at breeeeeeekssssssss.. i've got a 20% discount card.. anyone up for it? gimme a ring.. heh.


and oh yeah, i could'ave met sop for the second time today. but haha. weird thangs and such.


died-ed at 9:00 pm
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Tuesday, January 13, 2004

i feel so friendship-y today. haha. first thing, this morning bonded with victor tan during social studies because we were both cock eye and couldn't see the screen so we ended up sharing my glasses and stuff. haha. then during literature, bonded with zi qing with out little sing-a-long session whilst mrs you was blabbing about self-deception and blahz. (and when she asked us to describe a character who's disguise lead to deception, i simple wrote "viola was a lady but she presented herself as a eunuch." full stop the end.haha.) and then i don't know why i get the depressed feeling during civics and physics because our physics teacher changed to some bay-shu-ling replica and a sex-subject maniac and the bimbo was still substituting us for physics. anyways, this stupid thang happened during art. the lesson hadn't really started yet and it was quite hectic and stuff. so anyways fokpeng came along and threw his blardie art file(and mind you, art file's huge) on lin shan's desk. and lin shan's a very good friend, thank you very much. so i don't know why, spontaneously i wanted him to have a good taste of his own medicine of being rude and i threw his file back on the floor and then suddenly he started scolding me and stuff. gee. attitude. WELL, FOOK PENG, WHEN YOU WERE AN ART REP, WE WEREN'T RUDE TO YOU. OKAY. SO NEVER BE RUDE TO LIN SHAN. IN FACT, NEVER BE RUDE TO ANYONE IN YOUR LIFE. sent him a sorry message. clearly, some people do not think before they act. that includes me. seems that defending my friend was a bad idea. defending anything is a bad idea. yaya came over with imitation burger ramlee and some otah? and we ate it with some fries and samosa that me and meerie fried. yeah. and the burger ramlee box was like the takoyaki box rite. so when i opened the door i was like "TAKOYAKIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!" and then she was like "NO LAH. BURGER RAMLEE." damn, i want my takoyaki.tomorrow may be the day of indulgence(sp?). heh. i bet the takoyaki guy totally remembers me. i should ask him for his real name and not call him FAD because he looks like my ex. haha. and don't even bother asking me how sorting out my time-table and higher malay schedule clash. many people were pissed.


died-ed at 6:12 pm
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french fries in the morning.

if you guys happen to see the time below there, you would realise that this me, up and about and havent got nothing better to do but update my blog before the day even started. heh. i lost my art file. gee. anyways, milo againz and now's i've got the s.f. mummy fried french fries. yeayness. imma indulge. so laters?


died-ed at 6:40 am
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Monday, January 12, 2004

new layout!

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okay. its now done people. sop helped a lil but i figured how to do it on dreamweaver (yes, i dwlded it. againz. haha) and tadaaa. my yummy-licious layout is done. its similar to the one on cramped did i tell ya? oh yeah. i did. so this is the layout. gotta do maths. blardiee maths. gee.

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but its not all done yet. need sop's help with text shifting againz. well, this is similar to cramped's layout. haha. i dunno y i'm all food fetish-y these days. update laterz.


died-ed at 4:08 pm
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