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Monday, January 24, 2005


The OC

WHY CAN'T THE DIRECTORS JUST BRING MARISSA AND RYAN TOGETHER AGAIN?!!!

I thought i just had enough. Now Marissa is single and Ryan.... is with ... Linsay. arghh!!!!! some directors and scriptwriters sure knows how to keep me going insane over this. why can't ryan and marissa get back together? arghhhh why??? they are like... so meant for each other.

i know, i'm over-reacting and somehow relating their relationship with i think kinda happen to me. should i say "happened"? i'm just so emotional over this..

again! why can't we have them together? argh.... instead of the whole lesbian-bisexual thingy come around, let's bring marissa and ryan together. maybe try.... one night, marissa got wasted and Ryan saved her from the hands of some evil-doer and in the end, they looked at each other and asked themselves, "i still love you?"

so anyway, i thing i have a love-hate relationship with the guys doin the script. so, let's just stay tuned and see wat happens tils the season ends. arghhh....

p.s: thank BigBear, for the bi-torrent thingy. owe u one.


The OC

WHY CAN'T THE DIRECTORS JUST BRING MARISSA AND RYAN TOGETHER AGAIN?!!!

I thought i just had enough. Now Marissa is single and Ryan.... is with ... Linsay. arghh!!!!! some directors and scriptwriters sure knows how to keep me going insane over this. why can't ryan and marissa get back together? arghhhh why??? they are like... so meant for each other.

i know, i'm over-reacting and somehow relating their relationship with i think kinda happen to me. should i say "happened"? i'm just so emotional over this..

again! why can't we have them together? argh.... instead of the whole lesbian-bisexual thingy come around, let's bring marissa and ryan together. maybe try.... one night, marissa got wasted and Ryan saved her from the hands of some evil-doer and in the end, they looked at each other and asked themselves, "i still love you?"

so anyway, i thing i have a love-hate relationship with the guys doin the script. so, let's just stay tuned and see wat happens tils the season ends. arghhh....

p.s: thank BigBear, for the bi-torrent thingy. owe u one.
Thursday, January 20, 2005


tis the season to be lucky

so 19/1/05 was my lucky day. really lucky. yeah man.... the word i use is, YAHOO....

Many of my frens know why and yes, i'm not telling u ,here!! ha-ha! but i still feel lucky.

EXCEPT, FOR what had happen just a few hours ago... Gawd-dammit!! If i see this ash-hole again, he'll get more than wat i just gave to him. argghhhh... what my mum said is true. driving also is becoming a risk to heart disease. this gawd-dammit son of a biatch, cut my lane without any decency and BRAKED within ONE FUCKING Metre in front of me. and the best part is, he switch on the Hazard signal. Typical Fiddy, jammed brake!!!! Fuck you, Ash-HOLE!!! So i did what i should do. Everyone knows i dun wear shoes in the car when driving.

(sorry for the mis-paragraphing) So i STOPPED, hazard and got out of the car without my shoes on. i can't remember the exacts i said to that gawd-dammit ash-hole. but i think it was "Excuse me, do you know how to drive? Do you how stupid u are? to Just cut in like that and fucking on your hazard on? what if i crash your 7 series? and are you blame me for that? Such an asshole. Drive big car, so wat?!"

and all he said was, "sorry.sorry."

ash HOLE.

OK! time for AMI!!!
Saturday, January 15, 2005


me

i can't believe it. i failed my practical today. arghhh....
anyway, here are some pics i took lately from my camera phone...

my Lala sleeping on his wheel.



My car. First, the real tyre. then the spare one.





and me.



Thursday, January 13, 2005


flat

the day that an early anniversary started and ended early.

once again, my fellow readers, i got a flat tyre. but this is the worst. it's torn. torn apart. deadly torn. i'll get a pic and show u guys soon.

but at the end of the event, it's always frens that makes him feel better. not me.

so anyway, i feel that in times like this, family does matter. like my 1st sis, who came down. then her hubby. them one of my good frens from SIM came down. which makes me realise who are your real frens. the ones that u call and end up saying,"Eh i got headache ah. sorry ah. ", or "Erm, aku ngah belajar ah. Call si dektu ah..." or the ones who keep referring you to call this other fella who had an early bedtime and never pick up the fone after 10pm.

nice one, fiddy.

ok. enjoy. while i work my ass off to raise enough for this friday.
Sunday, January 09, 2005


wat's going on?

i dun feel much right now. just have the perception that i'm really out to get money. i'm not money-minded,mind u. i'm just very tight. really tight. at the moment i'm broken of being broke. just spent on the inspection thingy,roadtax and tutees books. the car... well.. people may laugh on how old and ugly the car is, but it's not like i have a choice. maybe i'll be driving it til the end. i love the car though. i guess it's something u can call "expensive antique". hee...

so next week, i gotta pay like $1890 for my exams fee. argh... it's all about money, money and more money. u can't blame me for being so busy during the weekdays and just wanna chill on weekends. cause i really need to get the dough to save up for my next semester fees. sigh... i'll just have to sacrifice to enjoy later.

one of my new year resolution this year, is actually not to be tempted to shopping. BUT i really can't HELP it!! so the only way that can help me with this, is to stay away from shopping centres. arghh....

so let's see, wat's going on in school. well, i'm more extrovert in ISDM, than any subjects. Over due OT and Marketing assignments are piling. and yes, i'm thinking of the MSc thingy. seriously. I think Jeff influence me on this. dun worry, Jeff. after this year, the next time u see me , i won't be a student. i'll be a biz associate. hahaha. dream on...

oh, i kinda got this perception of girls. i mean, those really dumb bimbos. okok, i'm too blunt. but listen to this. do you see a girl with really sexy clothes,accessories with heavy make- up a turn on or a turn off? duh,fiddy, of course it's a turn on. not the answer i'm looking for. i mean, does the way you show yourself matters to u or the people who sees u? yeah i heard of some said that , the way you present yourself, makes you more confident. but me being the egoist bitch, feel confident when i'm just in my capri and quiksilver slippers. i dunno. i mean, i just dun get it.

Is women's /ladies' aim in life is to be attracted?
Friday, January 07, 2005


i give up

i give up.

i truly give up on trying to make this work.

u can tell me, u were trying all the while.

but wat happened?

same old story.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005


my song

my song for the week....

Gwen Stefani -Rich Girl

If I was a Rich Girl
See, I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthygirl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthygirl

Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everythingClean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gownNo,
wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class to my fancy house in London town

All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, don't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other babyYour lovin' is better than gold and I know

If I was rich girl
See, I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthygirl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never everend
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthygirl

I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked,
I'd give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me

All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, don't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know

[EVE:]Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all love
What?
Give it up
What? (shouldn't matter) What?
Come together all over the world
From the hood of Japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all the love
What? Give it up
What? (shouldn't matter)What happened to my life?
Turned up side down
Chicks dat blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
Original track and ring
You know you can't buy these things
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B I rock the fetish people you know
who I am
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
now we ain't gettin' nothing but low

If I was rich girl
See, I'd have all the money in the world,
if I was a wealthygirl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never everend
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthygirl
Saturday, January 01, 2005


2005

my NYE for 2004 was not so wild. but it was peaceful. been years since i got a peaceful eve. the past 3 years, been drinking at clubs with ppl i rarely know, seems so childish. ahahaha... but hey, i still love to do that.

there are many things i have not done for 2004. especially the 21 articles from ISDM. arghh.... i guess instead of just watching the Movie Marathon, i might as well read some articles.

i dunno why am i blogging now. cause i dun feel like i have anything to say. argh... i guess one things never change for the new year. well, that is me.
[[What I Know Abt Me]]

Most people call me Fiddy.
I'm a sister,daughter and a girlfriend.
But I'm mostly a lonesome.
Add me: Friendster fickle.fiddy@gmail.com
Add me: Msn irfidah1311@hotmail.com Current love: My Family and Teddy.

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  • Crumpler Pendent
  • Shoe Spree
  • Backpacking trip to Vietnam, India, Aussie and Thailand
  • Esprit Leather watch
  • My own freaking pimp-ride.
  • A new Hp Number that ends with "1311"
  • Fisheye No.2 with Color Splash
  • EOS 400D
  • Victoria Secret


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