He who lives his live for nothing other than money is simply a whore of the system.
Thursday, September 25, 2008 1:44 PM
to.
Nurul 'Izzati Haji Nordin
Happy birthday Zati!
I hope the text was good enough. Mind you, I was feelin' pretty high that time hence the spastic birthday greet. Haha.
This post will most definitely be edited to be nicer and longer. Screw English right now 'cause I feel like my whole body is against every biological system in it. My back hurts when I lie down. It feels like something is weighted down on my chest and it hurts, duh. My stomach feels funky. And my jaw -- I think my jaw slightly moved from its original position but it doesn't bother me the slightest bit. Well not yet.
For now I will fly off to.. wherever-else-land!
*wingardium leviosa*
[pixie dust for dramatic effect]
Labels: birthday
ask me about my vow of silence
Thursday, July 10, 2008 9:24 PM
You know what, two days ago I had a long birthday post for Fakhri but as my laptop dies, the document was not saved or even traceable. May I hear a GODDAMN? So I couldn't give a care about re-writing it because it was written while I was half drowsy from sleep.Therein this is a belated birthday post and I'm grumpy because I couldn't remember a thing of what was written, and this might sound insincere but what the heck.HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY FAKHRI. Happy belated EIGHTEENTH birthday at that.You can act like an insufferable bitch but we know you're a nice warm-hearted person actually. And that you actually have a heart to care of -- uh, eff it. Ha. Ha. Heyyyy hahaa;sghsdlkgsgOh, and another belated birthday greeting to Miss Joanna Kwan who was one of the cikgu yang menjaga(screw english right now because I am so pissed at myself for not thinking up of the right word of that malay thing khdfsgkg ugh and it's hot in here)Another belated to Yoochun my woobie. And I'm like, what, more than a month late. Psscchh what a fan I turn out to be.P.SThere were suppose to be pictures of Fakhri with his short-legged neon pink that threatens to burn your eyes any second under the sun, which was dubbed "Pinky" by Fakhri's mom... but I'm too kusut to up the pictures.Labels: belated greeting, birthday
one moth still not forgotten
Friday, June 27, 2008 10:40 PM
27th June.
It marks the birth of an awesome friend, and his name is -- we call him Syubu or Syuaib (I have no idea what your full name is, mate).
One question : you're older than me, boy?
Another question : Was the question rhetorical? (...you are aren't you.)
This tall lanky boy whom I thought was Chinese when we first met is fair-skinned, affable, smart, fair-skinned, ticklish, naughty (when he was about 3... or 2... he climbed over a fence, wrecked a TV, but story is he was a naughty lil' tike. I rispek yu boi). and FAIR-SKINNED. Damn, I confess the feeling of pathetic-ism(english failz right?) and feebleness whenever he's around with his FAIR skin of FAIRITITITITY-ISH FAIRNESS. I want a face illuminating the moon's radiance and glowing like the summer's sun and smooth like a delicate autumn's leaf falling to the ground. Oh what I would give. WHAT I WOULD GIVE.
Ah.. sidetracked again.
Syubu is also supposedly my soul mate, why? Because once we both did a personality quiz which claims to be super accurate, he was curious to see who he's compatible with in Brunei and the quiz thinks we're most compatible.
I am of the same opinion with the quiz but only with regard to our similar frame of mind. We are very pessimistic and cynical, or at least I think we are.
BUT TO THE MORE IMPORTANT MATTER.
Haha Syubu my "soul mate" happy birthday, boy! And I will take this chance to apologise to you for the so many impish incidents I've done to you. I am hell aware that I am like a.. uh... rash? Yeh, a rash.
Once I'll see you again in school on Monday I'd jab you over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over -- *gets shot in the head* Duracell battery's motto is so annoying.
I don't want to ruin the merriment or the rejoice feeling but... how old are you? I know I'm a bad friend to not know about that. x[
All in all have a good time with your special day, mate. Push the boat out today.
Labels: birthday
mama and brada
Wednesday, April 30, 2008 9:13 PM
zomg third post of the day. spam alert!
Happy birthday, Ma. And a belated to Aqil.
To Ma,
I know I've been acting selfish and well, generally a nuisance, and you know that I can be like dad... y'know, all cold and submissive. We don't really tell what we think or feel but as a fact I love you.
And I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you. And please forgive me for all those angry notes that's been directed to you all those past years. You've been there to listen to me even if you put up the most annoying uncaring face ever I'd scratch you but it's your birthday and you're my mom I shouldn't. :)
For you I try to be the best. To be your child that you could be proud of, that you can hold your head high and say, 'That's my daughter there' or in a more direct trasnlation, 'Tuu anak ku tu'. I'm sorry.
Happy nth birthday. And no I don't remember how old you are now because mama tua udah. HAHAHA awu wah jk.
ps
oh yeah, you don't remember today's your birthday. HAHA ketara makin tua. Eeee awu baaaahhhh main2 saja :P
To Aqil;
I love annoying you. Nuff said. I live to annoy you by changing channel 611 to 615 because ch611 is your favourite channel and 615 is my favourite channel, and I'm taller. HA!
You've just turned four three days ago. I'm proud that you don't go vomitting around town with your half-digested food and milk. Ugh. Now you're growing older, speak more clearly. Half of the time I don't get what you're saying. And 'leler' is not 'leher' for god's sake. HAHA qil, you be receivin' some sisterly lovin' ere.
You'll get your gift soon.... once I find out what you want exactly. :D
- your only daughter and sister.
Labels: birthday, family
she's 17 and STILL looks young
Thursday, November 29, 2007 5:31 PM
Once again, I was a moody bitch, but a sobbing moody bitch who freaks the hell out of people who saw me bursting into tears.Once again, I want to beg forgiveness from all of you for today. That I freaked you out. That I took a lot of your time to calm me down. And to the little portion of people I talked to I'm sorry that I exploded and screamed in your face.This'll sound cliche. This'll make your eyes roll. But really now that I think of it, it was really stupid.A lot of you are enduring it, going through the same thing as I do and I respect all of you for taking it in so gracefully in contrast of myself who took it in and let it all out... not so gracefully.I feel like a nutjob when I recall everything from yesterday and two days ago.Yet again, I want to say sorry to the people whose shoulders I've humidify, whose dignity I've trampled, whose forearms I've crushed, whose time I've wasted.In honest fact, for the first time this year and in my whole life opening to people feels relieving. And I'm glad I did to a handful of you people.Thanks to all of you, for the tissues, your shoulders, your, uh, lap, your concerns and the pats on my head it feels nice. It feels lighter inside; soothing.I'm sorry but thank you. I really am, on both accounts......ANY-KA-POOTS.Today is sapa punya birthday ah? I don't knoooooww. :D Just kidding you Tabasco eater.HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DAYANGKU NURUL IZZATI HAZIMAH BINTI HAJI ABDUL RAHMAAN!
*dies on the floor; out of breath*
Ha -- Happ-- ppy... Birrrthhh --- ddaaayyy... to...
Y-O-U! YES, YOU!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
I bet if a lot of people were made to sing the birthday song for you, Zimah, with your fullname the number of people dying juts up dramatically, consequently banning the singing of a birthday song for you.
I know it's not funny, 'cause I'm not trying to be. Imagine, man. It could happen!
Happy 17th you "hot body-ed but trying to make it slimmer which could make you more boney than ever" person!
Labels: birthday, Zimah
malay again?
Wednesday, November 28, 2007 4:36 PM
I'm really sorry for being such a moody bitch today, since today is a special day for someone. I was moody because of my VIP thing.I even escaped Socio class in my empty ELit class and wallow in frustration and sadness, and killed time by reading David Copperfield and as always I didn't get it. And I am very confused of Ham Peggory's gender.Being swallowed into this whole thing is all because of Miss Zari made me realise about myself : I bear zero confidence in me.Ironically enough(since she is a teacher) she told me to go out more at nights. (Y) She is awesome right? Being analytical that she is she sees that when I'm pressured, for example in an examination hall, everything comes to a standstill; I get mentalblocks. Thus my EAS paper was a cockout. She didn't expect me to fail the paper.All the realisation dampened my mood, and we both are working on getting solutions to my problem. But still I couldn't find any. So she said to me to go out at night more; socialize more; talk to your friends; gain confidence along the way.That's what she advices me to do : Socialize more and go out at night more.My academic-realted problem is not the only thing bothering me. There are some other things too.HOWEVER THAT WAS NOT THE POINT OF THIS ENTRY!!to dzariifah iskandar;selamat menyambut hari jadi -- and why the hell did I speak Malay?HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY DZAR the Catwoman. rawr?Too bad that my camera died before I could get pictures of the yummy cake. I will admit here that if I had the cake all by myself in my room, I'd smother myself with the chocolate and -- yeah.HAPPY BIRTHDAY DZAR!!Labels: birthday, daily life, Dzar, GDL, Maktab Duli
MUSH-EEEHH
Wednesday, November 21, 2007 7:31 PM
kepada saudaraku Muizzuddin Mush,semoga saudara panjang umur dan semoga -- uh, OKAY just those two lines took me around 8 minutes.Shit, I am such a failure. I still think some examiner mixed up my O level papers with some other's. It even took me a few long trial and errors just to correctly type up "dan" instead of "and". (No, I'm not talking about that Dan, I'm talking "and" dan. WTF.)So yeah brothah, you're eighteen now and you should eat more. EAT more, darn you skinny ass'd Maths geek. Daaaaaaarrrnnn you.HAPPY eight-belas BIRTHDAY MUSH~I'm laughing at myself quietly seeing how retarded the colours are. I am such a loser. But -- but I like it.Pushing that matter aside, this entry is wholly for Mush-eeehhhhh.I will post pictures here, once I find them yeah?
I made you gays paaale. I am in love with Photoshop
And the infamous Adidas shoes of the birthday boooyy
Oh my. Wrong picture. Sexy Sin is ruling the dirty floors of DL. Um, rawr?
Labels: birthday, Mush
seaweed is evvviilll
Monday, September 10, 2007 11:05 PM
I haven't been anymore unproductive than I can ever be. For four days of holiday I've once again become how I was during the time we waited for the O level results...
...I've been idle.
Hah. Dramatic much~? During those four days I've spent majority of the time being a net addict and incessantly leeching files of the net. Especially anything JaeHo/Yunjae-related. :D Oh how I love akamejaeho @multiply so much. Kristina - the owner - is my life saviour. I love you, woman! Oh gosh, the videos and pictures. I... I love her.
Oh geeeeeez. I couldn't sit still waiting for the 19th! HAAAAAAAAAAAA. DBSK's latest Japanese single Ride On is at the most spot in my MUST-NOT-MISS list. The preview of the song was aired not so long ago and I fell in love with it. They sounded so hot and suave. Made me flushed listening to their uber knee-melting voices. Especially when someone sang the MMM~ bit. Oh dear god, I could die right there.
*jumps around* I just can't wait! I hope by then I still have the energy to squeal at the highest pitch I could muster during the fasting month. *claps happily* Jaejoong, I love you, you pretty sexy umma.
So after many days eyes glued to the laptop screen I finally went out. And my family dined out just a few hours ago at Fusion's. The atmosphere there is quite amiable. Very light. I liked it.
We sat at the balcony facing the jam-packed street and somehow it felt calming oddly. The waitress walked up to us and took our orders and I have to say that their lime green outfit is just... uh... let's say that the colour is very distracting.
I ordered the chicken ramen since on the menu it looked very scrumptious. And I hate how the food would look different than is displayed on the menu. The picture of the ramen had very few wakame(seaweeds) and when the waitress placed it in front of me sniffing the waft of seaweed smell could knock me out.
So I ended up eating half of the huuggeee bowl and two huge-ass glass of Fusion Lemon Ice Tea. Then went to the CD shop and bought Proposal Daisakusen and Liar Game! YAAAAAAAAAYY!! Finally!! But it was a waste that I've downloaded some episodes of ProDai. Feh.
On the way back home I've been feeling nauseous and dizzy. When we arrived I ran to the toilet and well, vomitted. Ugh. As I speak/type my breath stinks like a mixture of vomit and digested wakame. UGGGH. I still feel dizzy though. And a bit... nauseous, still.
Ooooh, I had a hunch that today was someone's birthday and I browsed around to find that it's Juzai's birthday~! Happy birthday!!
*plops onto the bed* Uuuuugghhhhh. I hate you, you green weed of the sea.
Labels: birthday, daily life, holiday
A celebration~
Thursday, July 26, 2007 10:09 PM
AND...
...A HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOANNA~!!
So, *nears Joanna* you're legal now eh? *gets slapped by Joanna*
HAHAHAHAHA!! I didn't mean it like that!! I meant you're legal to drriiivveee now! Ooo~ Sugoi!
But I feel rather guilty not buying you a gift though. I'm kinda used to buying gifts for a friend's birthday and you know what they say : Old habits die hard.
Or was it something else. Ah well.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNA~!!
Labels: birthday
[SPECIAL] A birthday message
Sunday, July 15, 2007 2:06 PM
A special birthday message to His Majesty, our very much beloved Sultan.*HAPPY 61TH BIRTHDAY
TO THE MAN WHO HAD TAKEN GOOD CARE OF HIS CHILDREN AND HAD GIVEN AN OUTSTANDING HELP TO HIS CITIZENS.May you have a great 61 year old life. And us, your children, hope to see a greater acheivement in the country. And in my point of view I thank you and your late father to have taken care of us and continued to give us support and check up on us.And I as a former student of STPRI appreciated you to have taken the time to be concerned about two years ago's horrific incident, and your suffering children.Please continue taking good care of us.May Allah bless you with a good life with your family(on both ideas) and your friends.Yours truly,Nabilah Johari*That sounded too formal no?Labels: birthday, formal
Thank you so much~
Monday, July 2, 2007 11:42 PM
As of today is, not many known to be, Hyuuga Neji's birthday~ HUAA!! Happy birthday Neji! Although... I have no idea what your age is.
Anyway, since our EAS debate was postponed yesterday to today I did a relatively... bad job. Now I know that I could not overcome my near-to-fear of public speaking. Actually I would've done much much better if I did remember that the debate was today. So I ended up writing the speech in less than two hours. (Y)However at the first few minutes, my mind had been going on and on along the lines 'Thank you first speaker, Li Ting, of the preposition team. (ehem) Good morning fellow students, the lovely Miss Zari, chairperson and timekeeper. And so here I stand as the second speaker of the opposition team who believes that pyjamas should not be allowed to be worn to school. Why, you say?Well hear as what I am about to point out...'*headdesk* God that speech sucked. If I had more time I would've written better!So Li Ting started off first then Wei Yi then Zimah and my turn's up. I could see that our team was faltering by the minute. Wei Yi was a nervous wreck. She was shaking from head to toe, and had to hide her trembling hands behind her back. As an amatuer, she was quite good. Better than my first try, really. The first time was a few months back. Or a month ago. And I was a big puddle of nervous mush.I was spose to be in the opposing team and the speakers of the prep team lacked one speaker. I was not a speaker and was merely a spectator. However the prep team chose me as a last minute replacement. Ah, I think I've mentioned about this in the older posts.Hm, too bad that the new layout doesn't really show the comments and the older posts links. Siigh. I loved the comments~Ah.. Ahaha! I got sidetracked, again. Hmm where was I again? Ah yeah, the EAS debate. Right.Yeah, Wei Yi was good. After her was Zimah a.k.a. Zee a.k.a. Dayangku Nurul Izzati Hazimah bt Pengiran Haji Abdul Rahman. She was, I think, is waaayy better than any of us thus she deserves the title as the Best Speaker. I knew she did her speech at the very last minute. She typed it in her lappy. She started off smoothly and went that way till the end although she did pause for a few moment to look for points to rebutt.Then 'twas me. It was always like this. When it wasn't my turn yet I'd be calm and collected, but when my turn was up. All the nervousness came in and surged my whole body. I might slap myself. Oh sure. I might sound okay and presented the few seconds of teh speech very well. But my insides were rolling over everywhere and topsy turving in every nook and cranny of my anatomy(God, that sounds so wrong as it is.).Then after me was... Ah yeah, Anis a.k.a. Ani. HAHAHAHA I was still in my nervous state so basically my mind was thinking very straight and sober. While Anis was doing her speech I kept on staring at her and make weird tight faces at her whenever she looked at me.HAHAHAHAHA she couldn't concentrate doing her speech that she HAD to stress some words to keeo her focus. Ah, I'm such an evil girl. Thank you to the evil bunnies that dwell inside my head. Hmm I made fish faces with the lips pouted, moving as if sucking the air. I only made a bored and neutral face whenever the teacher looked at what was making Anis so stressed. Yep, I'm good.But I'm so sorry Anis that I made you...lose focus! I really am! Blame the evil bunnies! Not me!So all in all, the boring and dull debate sparked for a little bit in reason of my "random goofy antics" as Anis puts it. And the opposing team won. Zimah won her title as the Best Speaker. And we were off to my jolly ol' way to our respestive classes. Or hang out places.Had same boring mundane Socio class again. I almost fell asleep.I'm sorry I lied. Actually I did fall asleep in Socio class. It's only a matter of if you can hide it well from the teacher or not. And judging by how the teacher didn't tell me off about sleeping in class I'm guessing that I'm a pro in concealing my sleepiness.Then I had PS. Hm oddly I don't remember much about what I did during PS. Oh maybe I did my Maths. Or I didn't. Err OK never mind that.Then I had... Maths. Aaand I don't remember anything. Geh, I think I have Alzheimer's or something. But then I'm not old. Having a few strands of gray hair doesn't mean you're old right? Right. So I don't have Alzheimer's. And I don't have gray hair. Then again, I don't remember the spelling of the font colour I'm using.Is it grAy or grEy? Whichever.Oh throughout the day I've been receiving birthday greetings from everybody. And I have one thing to say to all of you since I can't really write an individual thank you message to everyone who sent me text messages. So here it goes... :THANK YOU TO ALL OF YOU FOR THE BIRTHDAY GREETING~ AND I KNOW THAT I'M ACTUALLY MAKING MYSELF LOOK MORE INDIGNIFIED THAN BEFORE BUT I ACTUALLY SOBBED READING BACK YOUR MESSAGES AND LOKING AT YOUR GIFTS! DAMMIT YES I DID SOB LIKE A FOOLISH CRY BABY! o(>.<)oLabels: birthday, daily life, thank yous
I made you gays paaale. I am in love with Photoshop
And the infamous Adidas shoes of the birthday boooyy
Oh my. Wrong picture. Sexy Sin is ruling the dirty floors of DL. Um, rawr? 
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