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Friday, September 30, 2005


please...

my newly wed sister, is one of the couples i just love most. they are not perfect in other's eyes, but they are in mine. Both my sis and her hubby are totally poles apart. But they never fail to meet each other's expectation. He is one of those lovey hubby that nothin else matters except his wife and their home. (I come 4th of course, cause he got a kid sister my age too). He is also one of those guys u see, walking to every jewellery shop with my sister,looking at every design and shiny stuff. Oh yea, he gives opinions too. Me? I can never get someone to get into those shops. He is also one of those men u wanna have as he walks into a shop with my sis and ask if she likes anything and wanna get it. He can't give everything of course. but it's just that... at least he asked. That's wat matters. Initial of asking.

My sister on the other hand,is kinda fierce but soft on the inside. She can say the meanest things to him, but always says it in a joking manner. She loves the wonderful furnitures at Lorenzo, but knowing that they can't afford it now, she makes sure they both work hard for it. She would walk into Soo kee and eyed on a pricey braclet. But she wouldn't say she wants it cause she knows that he would try his very best to get it.

These are the littlest things that we,women, like in men. We don't need thier protection all the time. But at times, we wish that they would actually try and ask if THAT is what we want. We don't go for pricey items unless we can afford it. We don't expect the men to pay all the time. But it's the initiative of the men asking, that we want. We are afterall, the fickle homo sapiens on this earth. You men can never understand us. But i'm just asking if there's a possibility that i can have someone to spend my happily-ever-after asking me what i want sometimes.

Yea,i know u might not even understand what i'm saying. But if any of u do understand. Beep me.


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Monday, September 26, 2005


Banded by bands

I just got home half an hour ago actually. the night was great. Was at Nur's Battle of the Bands competition. it was awesome. It was held at DXO. The place looks awesome eversince Embassy, actually.
Competition was tight. really tight. 10 awesome bands for the night's final showdown. Even formerly known King Pin was in.

But yea... SilkSutra (Nur's band) got 3rd!!! They were awesomely good. But i suppose the Clowns got first for their great presentation of wearing (duh) clowns suits. And the MatRock turning around on the floor got 2nd for that part where he lay on the stage,singing. ahahah....

So here are some photos!

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Image hosted by Photobucket.com Us with the painted Nur

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Image hosted by Photobucket.com Us (rafique being cut there) with the frontman of a band-i-can't-remember-the-name.

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Ermmm...??????

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Friday, September 23, 2005


Prince

I woke up and had to write this someway. Thanks to the advanced technology wave, i can type instead of writing.

I dreamt of him. Yes, him!!! Who? Well, i dunno! But i had to find out in the future to come!
Maybe he's the one i'm looking for. I dunno, but it just feels like that. It's like the gut feeling u have whenever a decision is to made. The feeling of floating in love was all around.

But a dream is a dream. Call me weird, but i believe it. It had to be him. It was one of those dreams that you can never forget. He was tall. Chubby, of course. For those of u who are new of knowing me, yes, i like chubby guys. No doubt about it. where was i? oh yea,tall and chubby. Tall means, he's taller than me. Again for those who are new, i'm pretty tall and guys that i know, are either my height or slightly shorter. He had this really nice smile. Kisses in my ear when i'm un-guarded. Surprised me when i was in school. Actually loved me for what i am. Yea, despite the fact that i'm tall and fat chick with a funny hairstyle.

I must say that i dun remember his face. But i know that smile. And i also know that if he ever comes into my life, i would know that's him. The immaculate dream.

BUT... Back to reality. A dream is just a dream. Even though it feels so right, it's still a dream. A dream that i wished i lived in dreams.

I can't believe i'm so pathetic in love. I guessed perhaps, i ain't getting much from where i am. Sigh... But of course, a girl can't help it if her prince charming just come along and sweep off her feet.

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Wednesday, September 21, 2005


ARGHHH

God, please send me an angel that can help me do my ISP and SEP. Or maybe, someone who can teach me how to do programming. Okok, maybe just someone to help me organise my proposal.

Yes, i'm cramping both of my final year projects. I can't help it. I really, really need these 2 for my degree honours. It's gonna be a tough year this year. Mok had rejected my ideas for ISP. argh. But it's ok. I heard i got one of the best project supervisor this time for ISP. ahhh... haven met him though.

ISP,SEP,ISP.SEP.... Arghhh

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Last weekend was my cousin engagement thingy. kinda cool i guess. sigh.... the whole event kinda shone on me that "bibiks" always make a big hoo-hah on events like this. Please, remind me to be low profile this coming Raya. Cause i'm the next target where bibik will always comment. i can't help it bibiks. all my sisters are married and the cousin before me is engaged to be married.

"Am i paying the price for being special?"

I am not definately thinking of getting engage or married. so please,bibiks, stop ASKING!!!!

aND for heaven's sake, please.... dun even try to find a man for me. i'll make my own choice on who, i wanna see and date. arghhhh...

Stop being so "KUNO" can????
Saturday, September 17, 2005


I am so in love,again.

First of all, sorry Marlina. This entry is about OC, not One Tree Hill.hee..

Anyway,
I am so inlove with OC all over again."Welcome to the OC, Bitch."
The season is out. After watching the 1st episode, i am so drawn to watch more and maybe, the whole season. Yes, Marissa and Ryan are so still together. Sigh.... I wish my life is like their Montague-Capulet story. Sigh....

I think my main reason for the love of OC is because of the storyline. It's kinda really fake , but it's these lines that kinda show that love does win all. You may think i'm just some groupie, but The OC is like the one show for all freak-lover like me. Just imagine Marissa. Living the life that i think best describe me. No, i'm not saying i'm the babe or anything. I'm saying that her life as a daughter of really mean mum takes it all. Marissa's suicidal past, alcoholic habits and her love for Ryan, whom i must say, is a gentleman with really bad flaws in his past. I'm glad the start of this season showed all that they are still much in love with each other. Yes, i'm spoiling the fun for most of u. Sigh, i would kill for a partner who would shoot in defence for me.

But back to the OC. U know what else i love about this show? The cars they drive. In the first season, Sandy drove a Humper which now the kids drive actually. Then the second season, he drove a BMW 7 series, which actually coincide with the launch of the series during that time. Now, he drives the Lexus. It's weird to see that he drives different cars each season. But hey, that's marketing for u.

Oh one last thing about this show.The soundtrack. I so love the music the producers picked. They play music from The Killers, U2, Death cab for cutie, Racheal Yamagata, and the list goes on. Ahhhhh... i am such a freak. i know.
Thursday, September 15, 2005


welcome to the oc, bitch

Yes.... OC season 3 had officially aired last thurs in US. yippe!!!! I heard it's a great season this time.

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Read an old fren's blog a few mins ago. She's kinda pissed over some stuff that involved her cousin and her ex bf and his present gf. Yucks. sounds to me, some girl out there can't seem to let go of wat's in her bf's past. . oh well, please... take lessons from me. give me a ring anytime to get the right tips.

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Went to a few places with the MNGs today. well got myself a Sun dress for like... a really good... price.... woah.

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Earlier in class today, i got a reality shock from Mok. ARGGHHH... She totally put off my ISP projects. well, not directly. but i knew the moment she bombarded me with the qns, she was kinda feeling negative regarding my ideas. arghhh!!! I better get some new ideas soon!!!!

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A few years ago, my parents bought me a laptop for one of my achievements in JC. Until now, i loved it to the max. so recently, Ady upgraded it to a better speed and greater performance. i was thrilled. But there was a catch. Well, he supposedly needs it more than me since i already have a PC. so yea... i lent my tech baby to my sis and ady. until last monday, my sis kinda told me to keep the laptop for a few days til they moved to their new place. You know, for safe keeping.

Well, i got a shocked of my life. it was because there was a huge crack across the screen... A HUGE CRACK..!!! I could have never missed it.the only reason for such crack is that, it must have DROPPED and dropzone was a corner of the screen. The crack, cracked my heart. it really did. it was actually one of my fewest assets i have loved. and now, there's this huge crack across the screen, which i know that it is unfixable and even if it's fixable, it's gonna cost more.

i dunno why am i so upset over an old laptop. But i'm really am. it's like a death in the family. I guess i loved it really alot. when something like this happened, i'm just so upset.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005


yipee

last weekend get away was.... OK. Went up to Air Papan,Mersing with 4 other great frens. But it was HE who kinda made it stupid for me.oh wait... doesn't he every time?Argh.... I'm glad every one else enjoyed to the fullest. even for the "domestic" partners, it seemed like a honeymoon for them. why can't i be like that.Will try to put the pics soon. when i have the time la.

School has started and i'm crammed up with my project ideas. Zaihan kinda put off our meet-up. Hmm.. Looks like i have to started on my own on this. Had no school today, so i'm just slacking at home til work later.

OOOOOO.... I had a new haircut yesterday during my impromtu shopping spree with my sister. I decided to go for the short hair look, so yea.... i cut my beautiful long hair to a pretty short hair frizz. hee.....it looks a little dopey, but hey, i like it. No more tying up hair while i put on my helmut. YIPEE!!!

Got a pair of really chic slippers and a new bag , compliments by my sister yesterday. hee.... I'm so persuasive sometimes. I can be a good negotiator in the future. ahahha

Well, so much for my life.
Thursday, September 08, 2005


professionally geek-ing

My dad is home now. Resting.... Thanks all for showing support. I'm surprised that he allow me to go for my weekend getaway this week.

Anyway, did some reality checking earlier. i'm quite laid back for my upcoming projects.No Fiddy... must start now. arghh.... so yea, started with SEP since that's the one i'm more concern. Professionally, i'm taking the geek out of me finally. yes, i know i'm quite a geek now. but it's time i really turn into a geek. who says geeks can't look good. hehehe.

anyway, got 2 projects to worry about. even though i have a group supervisor in school, i think it is best i get someone i know to help me out. so yea.... meeting zaihan next week to help getting started with the SEP one. btw, he's my personal supervisor for SEP. hee.. you better be good, zaihan!

ISP.... hmm.. i think Hit can help me out in this one. haven really asked him yet, but i'm sure he won't turn away from me. hee...

i can just feel it.. the stress on these projects and my other subjects. this is it, ladies and gentlemen. I have to put my ass on the line now. well, not literally ! it's also about time i think about my options in life... dammit. i hate to graduate.
Sunday, September 04, 2005


Life

Apparently, my weekend didnt went well. My dad had a heart attack on early Saturday morning. I kinda sped thru the expressway to get him to SGH. cause obviously, the ambulance would be long.
Waited as the nurses examined at the A&E. Called my sisters to come down.

By late afternoon, he was already in High Dependency ward in CCU.

Right now, i just feel that my family closer at events like this. I mean, for the past few weeks, my sisters had stayed away and busy with their lives. Like my 2nd sis who's busy with her new house. One thing for sure, i'm glad when my dad is admitted, all of them showed their support.

My dad will be undergoing Ballooning tomorrow morning. For those of you who knows this, u would know that it's one painful operation.

Please pray for my dad. I'm praying for him,u know.
Saturday, September 03, 2005


Alhamdulillah

Got my results. Finally.
Alhamdulillah. I managed to pass all my subjects. Glad that i did the best for my fav subject ISDM. Thanks, Jeffrey. Sorry Sunny, i disappointed u. But then again, I'm glad i dun have to sit thru your boring classes anymore. To KC, thanks god for not making me mock at u this season. I hope u get your deserts when u said u had no confident for me to pass.Ass hole. To Pat, thank u for your guidance. Now i know more brands thru marketing.

Wait the minute... why do i have to thank these people for?

So anyway, i didn't do that well for the results.So right now, i'm contemplating whether to switch course from IS. Seriously, at the rate i'm doing for this year's exams, i do not think that next year's exams would be more.....easier. I didn't say that this year's exam was easy. It was manageble. But with ISP and SEP this year.... my boat is rocking hard as the tsunami hit.

I'm glad that i do not have to waste money on retaking anything. Thanks mum, for your hard and cold motivation. I think i converted your negativeness to a more positive one. Nevertheless, i always know u prayed for me as i always peeped at you as you do your prayers.I prayed for you too, u know. For better health and better temper. I hated the fact that i may be the cause of your rising high blood pressure. That is why i'm saving for that high blood pressure gadget to keep track of yours. Saw it at Mustafa Centre. Would useful to have at home for u and dad.Anyway, i'm glad to have u.

Now.... where can i get a fitnes trainer to work for me for free? California's trainers are expensive. and further more, it's been a longtime since i was there....

Gosh, i'm getting fat.
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