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I had the bestest birthday in the WERLD! And since I'm in such a good mood imma post with actual pictures! Shock! HAHA.Broke a nail on the 5th while I was chopping chicken. Painful stuff. Or maybe I'm just a wuss. I discovered that I cannot stand the sight of my own blood because when this little accident happened I almost blacked out. HAHA. I had my finger under running water and when I took it

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"Do I dareDisturb the universe?In a minute there is timeFor decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse."- TS Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

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Life in bullet points:Highlighted my hair for the first time. Noob yes I know but I love it.Missing my bff.Still enjoying life in a bohemian, avoiding-reality kind of way.Which makes me wonder when something bad is going to befall me, since I'm having such a good time for now.Balik kampong-ing later today for a couple of days.Am gonna be crazy busy next week.Gossip Girl season finale made me

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I'm back. Life's pretty darn good, but I have a sneaking feeling this high won't last. Things like this never last anyway, best to enjoy it while it's still there. I miss my old friends. Where are you guys? I miss my NS boys. Where are you guys? Okay camp obviously but hmm. The thing is my time gets filled up insanely fast due to sporadic plans and projects. Which is fun, but you know how

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I woke up today and felt DAMN SHITTY. Sigh. Stupid, stupid girl.

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Disappearing is an art for the weak. Cultivate it to your advantage and one becomes most powerful; invisible and yet as omniscient as humanly possible. It is almost too easy to establish a bond with a person one moment and suddenly become evanescent the next, taking only what you need and leaving the other party behind to pick up the pieces of a fleeting connection. Disappearing is a thrill.Yet

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Hi. No, I am not dead or depressed. I've just been indulging in neglect.Family friends from Perak are staying over for a few days. I am a little disappointed that thet don't have that coolass Northern M'sian accent.Everybody and their mom has asked this, but if you don't yet know results sucked and I am retaking.Strangely, I don't actually mind. I'm not even in denial, it's amazing.I do, however,

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DAAAAYYYYMMMNNNN. If I were Megan Fox I would thank God everyday for blessing me with a hot-ass body much coveted by jealous fat girls. And even jealous normal-sized girls. I have discovered yet another pet peeve and that is people who wear leggings like they're pants. Please! Unless you have a) exceptionally great legs or b) a good dress sense (or at least enough sense to wear your leggings

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Hi, I've been working endlessly. Although lately I don't really mind. It gives me something to do.And money to spend. I am undoubtedly guilty of not saving. At all.Tiny little glow of light there is actually a huge ass bush fire that blazed just outside the shop. 'Tis a tragedy which caused awful traffic and a thick blanket of haze to arise but believe it or not the shop's sales almost doubled

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(Click to enlarge cuz it's worth the read.)2009 has been lonely. Partly by choice, partly by circumstances and perhaps mainly because everybody's sick of asking me out already. I don't think I mind too much, although sometimes the silence can get unbearable.But solitude can reveal a lot about yourself. For one thing, I found out that I like shopping alone. It's great to go out and look at clothes

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Meet the newest member of the Halim family :D Boboy is caramel coloured, adorable, feisty and absolutely vicious. He likes to bite our hands. Hmm. I'm just hoping he'll live long enough to see his first birthday.And after a few million lightyears I finally got my hands on these babies:So I can finally start on this! Heheh been dying to start on this shoe project :D I only wish the studs were in

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Oh look it's February already. That means its almost time for me to get the dreaded results back. I really need to reconcile with whatever grades that I will get. Or at least be mentally and emotionally prepared. I know that I didn't fare well this time. And by not faring well I really mean oh-shit-I'm-fucked kind of results. Yeah... you get the idea. No wonder I get so freaked out whenever I

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I actually celebrated CNY this year! Kind of. Yesterday le famille went to visit the mysterious and elusive chinese side for like the first time since I was 6 or something. They come over occasionally every few Hari Rayas but usually those visits are rather awkward affairs with everybody standing around trying to make conversation and my mum running the whole show on her own.But yesterday was a

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Aaaahhh. After a bone-numbingly exhausting 6 days straight of work at my mother's it feels great to finally have a break. 6 days doesn't sound like a lot but trust me it gets extremely tiring doing hours of manual labour with your patience wearing thin. Somehow my mum also thinks that I am incapable of experiencing anger because the other day I told her, "Omg you know Ma, I was so angry yesterday

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Extremely belated but happy new year all. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.I've been, not busy but just, I don't know, preoccupied? If I'm not helping my mum out I'm holed up at some library and reading voraciously. I feel so free now that I've finally paid off my $43.95 worth of library fines. Embracing my nerdy roots, hahaha.Unsurprisingly I haven't been out with friends much at all, save for the

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Finally! Happy 18th, A! :D Hope you like the stuff and the not-so-surprising surprise.A: So, what time dyou intend to surprise me tomorrow?H: Before lunch. Sleep early okay. And don't go off to your grandma's.I had a good day yesterday :) Excellent company, albeit a rather generic workshop-like programme although it was supposed to be a gathering. I've realised that I really don't like carrying

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Hello one and all.Today I am sick and that kinda sucks because it's not nice being sick especially when there's a lot to do. But otherwise I am doing fine thank you. I'm actually here just to wipe away that layer of dust on my blog. Ha.I feel so old. You know you're old when all the good-looking ones are younger then you. It's so depressing. I need to venture further and away from my usual uh,

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What up, y'aaaaaaallll it's been a while (again)! I have a problem with blogging, I only blog when I'm upset or angry or filled with some raging emotion so yeahhh no feeling feeling = no entries sighz like totally.Whateverz. I had an AWESOME day/evening yesterday man heheh partly because it was one of those nights when I experience the rare taste of freedom. Pathetic yes I know, but it was

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Hi all, I am back. Haven't been updating yes I know but things have been extremely busy lately I haven't even had time to call the people I've promised to call back. Yeah... sorry for that.So last week was Camp Pinnacle and Grad Night and things went okay. I really like that feeling you get after a camp, and like H told me it's a feeling I can never get over which explains why I still harbour

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A few weeks ago my laptop screwed up because I had stupidly fooled around with a bunch of really strong magnets while I was using it. Not being able to use my baby anymore was utterly depressingz. But now it's back cuz my dad had his computer tech to fix it! :) Yeahhh. It had to be reformatted and still makes this weird rattling sound, probably cuz the internal fan thinger is irrpairable sigh but

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I...am highly excited for prom.must remember not to slap on too much war paint during the above event for fear that I will look like a tranny.love my weird and freshly altered souldress, whoo~will miss Mr Chua the invigilator (haha) once A's end on Friday, but cannot wait for it to be done and over with.get easily excited over anything to do with Grad Night, actually.have choped A on Wednesday to

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In no particular order,Post A's To-Do:Sleepover! *throws confetti*Fishing at Ubin with Dad :D Ferreal! I'm totally looking forward to this because the only time we actually went fishing together was at M'sia when I was really little. And then another time at that reservoir place at Kranji, which was rather pathetic because we didn't manage to catch anything at all.Exercise my two-week

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I have two aesthetically contrasting photos to display today:Photo #1: Remnants from yesterday's rooftop soiree. It was like whoa. The candles, the steamboat, the petals strewn all over the floor, the flower arrangements (done by the boys like omg man I had no idea boys knew anything about flower arrangement), the the swoon-inducing chocolate-coated banana muffin... awesome. I'm inspired. I want

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This was on Postsecret last week and since Postsecret has no archives, it took me FOREVER to finally find this secret. But anyway, I can totally identify with this secret. Sure, gentlemen are an endangered species nowadays (especially in Asian countries. I don't really know why, but ang mohs seem to have better manners. In general of course). But that doesn't mean that they're extinct.But really,

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It appears that I have more readers than I thought O_o Uh... hi. Do let me know who you are, I'm very curious here.Indulged in a guilty pleasure yesterday: I went back to HQNCC to err, support West for Challenge Quest. We didn't win overall though, but my girls (chey, my girls seh) were champions for the Girls' division, yay! *applause* Congrats all round.I've said this a thousand times before,

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Hi, this is what Aisyah's gonna wear for grad night :DOkay A, I know the colour isn't exactly wine red as you requested, but it's not easy gettng a nice dress with the exact shade. And I know you're not going for the whole sleeveless jig and this dress is indeed sans sleeves but look! I added in the snazzy tuxedo jacket (and awesome shiny ankle boots) to give you arm coverage and amp up that

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I really wanna buy Threadless tees. In fact I really wanna shop. REALLY badly. So I haven't updated for a while because evidently A's are in 2 weeks or so and I felt obliged not to blog because I thought it would distract me... or not. Actually I've traversed to greener pastures. Purer shores. A better place. Theoretically speaking, of course. So dear Blogger is left abandoned for a while. I

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Happy Eid Mubarak! Okay first off, the obligatory asking for forgiveness. To all those I've hurt, insulted, made fun of, bitched about, offended... well you get the idea. Please forgive me, I will strive to become a better person. Hence or otherwise (haha), I hope y'all've been having a great raya, as did I.In my last entry, I was damn excited about my room makeover right. Well I am proud to say

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It's a glorious Monday morning and there's no school! Whoo~ I am so dreading results day, though. So anyway this morning the family woke up at at ungodly hour of 3am to the sound of torrential rain to send my maid off at the airport. I'll miss her :( and her cooking. We had BK breakfast for sahur :) Awesome.Anyways thanks to my parents and little bro, I am done with my painting! It's quite a nice

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Hi I'm doing a quickie cuz I'm meeting the Lit kidz for buka later.Okay I know I shouldn't be celebrating but hell yeahhhh Prelims are O-VER! Feels soooo good to have a few days off, despite knowing that my nightmares are likely to break loose once Wednesday comes around. But heck, I really do have a lot of things to do over the long weekend like repainting/redecorating my room for example. Whoo!

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NCC Day Dinner this year turned out pretty good. Ah heck, it was awesome. I think I'll always be a sucker for NCC, no matter how kental it is. Can't be helped, haha. Anyway, this time there was quite a bit of effort made on the preparation. I think it was partly to make up for how awfully the Crescent people (me included) dressed for the same event three years back. -dredges up bad memories. Haha

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Am in desperate need for a dress. I figured that buying one (especially if it's above my budget) will just waste my money cuz I'm prolly only just gonna wear it once. Anyone willing to lend me a nice dress? Help. Of course the dress issue is the least of my problems. Today I woke up and I thought, "God, Jimah, what have you been doing all this while?" And I really did wonder because I am not

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I actually have quite a number of photos to show y'all today. Surprising right! But of course by "quite a number" I mean about 4 or so. Haha. Anyway good day everyone, my term break's been pretty okay so far. Not gonna say it's been great though, cuz based on experience it'll just jinx everything. Anyway my cousin's back to visit from New Zealand with her kids. Remember Laila? This is her little

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Honestly. I would love to have a shirt with this printed on it. Awesomezz.It's the weekend! Weekends are probably the things I look forward to the most because weekends mean lots of sleep and waking up late and having time to do all the things you couldn't do during the weekdays. I find my weekly routine quite amusing. I dread school on Monday and count the days to Friday, rejoice when Friday

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I know, I know. It's been almost two weeks since I updated! I've been online a lot less now, probably because by the time I get home I'm pretty tuckered out already. But I shouldn't complain, considering a lot of my classmates are confined to the night study programme until like 9pm, which really sucks.So anyway it turns out that I can actually go for the Dinner. Like, it's actually possible cuz

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It feels so wrong blogging during this so-called "crunch time". But whatever. I've caught the sickbug since last week and it's bringing me down pretty bad. Being ill can be really irritating, no matter how many days you get to pon school. I'm still hacking away at with my cough and it's really awful cuz the throat feels all scratchy I've just discovered that coughing attracts a lot of attention,

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I am not mediocre. You judgemental, condescending, pretentious, sorry excuse of an educator. You have absolutely no right to carelessly underestimate me. Just you wait in your pathetic little office living your sordid life and pretending to care about your students. Because when the day arrives, I'm gonna shine so bright that you'll be blinded. And on that day I will thank you for showing me the

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Well! The worst of the week is over... I hope. At least the longest day of the week is coming to an end, thank God. I've been feeling damn shagged since the semester started. I'm so tired so tired so tireddd. I don't understand how some people can have the stamina to be able to mug up to the insane hours of the morning every bloody day. Don't you feel drained? Sigh sigh, 8 hours of sleep is now

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Right, so this week completely SUCKED. I've never had so many things cocking up at the same time. Major highlights include: (a) bombed Midyears so badly, I cringe when people ask me how I did, and (b) Alfie passed away.The latter was a real blow. I was damn, friggin shocked and upset and just aaargh I mean like it really sucks and some point I thought I indirectly killed him (ie: like I could

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Life Lesson #3486:Never ever ever say that life is good. Because the moment you utter those words, you are a goner. Everything will start to screw up.I wiped out for Midyears. Smooth, Jimah. Very smooth.

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So holidays have ended and today was the first official full day of school. Man... to think that was going to be the last ever break before A's. A couple of months from now and it will just seem like a fond memory. Okai break was supposed to end like a couple of weeks ago but right after that was exam season and you know how lovely and holiday-like the exam timetables can get. And right after

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Exams are O-V-A-H OVAHHHH. Unfortunately Aisyah just cancelled our ECP outing tomorrow so I will be miserably free. Okay not miserable per se, but I was looking forward to it. But it's okay, I'm actually pretty happy that the rest of this 5-day break is filled with stuff to do. Yayness.Fahmy and I were thinking of getting on the Flyer with a bunch of other people after exams are done, and we were

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A quickie before the exam goes into full force tomorrow:Meet Alfie, the latest cat-rat hybrid. He is therefore a Crat. Har har. He had diarrhoea for a few days and the gooey liquefied shit kept sticking to his anus and the fur around it. Let me tell you, wiping the shit from a cat's ass is no fun at all. Stank up the whole house. So we washed is entire behind, legs and tail and all.Watched The

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Hi, meet my new little brother, Alfie. He's a month old and likes to sleep on his kitty litter. And eat his kitty litter. And he refuses to drink his milk. Taking care of him is pretty difficult, but I loooove him (:That said, this week is No Life Week because I am dedicating my remaining holiday time to mugging for Midyears. Which can't even be done at my usual mugging place because I have to

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0833I think I've been putting off my thank you entry for long enough. Haha. So anyway, yesterday was my 18th! And yes it wasn't as lonely as I thought it would be. So much thanks to all those who took the time out to spend time with me and/or send me birthday wishes. I feel very loved (:Le Birthday Celebration was actually a magnificent 2-day affair. On Monday I finally met up with Emil & beau,

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Aight so I'm back from camp(s).Last Friday and Saturday burned due to Lit camp, which was okay I suppose. A little boring to be honest, save for the Nightwalk which was a stroke of genius on the organising committee's part. The flourcoated-chillipadi-wasabi crackers really added lots of spice to the camp. No, really. And being a group leader to a bunch of people who are my age without having full

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This is me getting straight to the point, for once:"Complicated" didn't mean that I didn't want to see you. It meant that I was too afraid of that cycle of history repeating itself. I'm sorry. imu. Just got back from Lit Camp and am as tired as hell. But I thought it was more important to clear the air first.

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Okay I am an awful cousin, but happy belated birthdays Kak Ina + Shirah! Although I doubt you'll read this. Another classic example of my procrastination, cuz I remembered Kak Ina's birthday on the 25th (a day late) and told myself I'd text her but then I forgot. Then I remembered Shirah's birthday on the 27th (on time!) and told myself to text her but then I forgot again. Gahhh, I'm so sorry!And

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Haha. Thank you Threadless.Tomorrow I will get up early, run and study all before the lit lesson. I will not procrastinate. I will not procrastinate. I will not procrastinate.My to-do list for the holidays:Study (for real, not that pretend-to-study-but-end-up-wasting-time crap).Settle inner conflict.Get around to finishing that CIP projectCatch up with friends + overdue lunches/dinnersNot so

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Got this from Kak Lin's blog, whose entries are worth the read everytime I visit."Engkau laksana bulanTinggi di atas kayanganHatiku dah kau tawanHidupku tak keruanMengapa ku disiksaKenapa kita bersuaBerjumpa dan bercintaTetapi menderita"P. Ramlee hits the nail on the head! What a classic.

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My mum is damn cute. We were watching Enchanted on DVD and when we came to the part when the girl took out the credit card, my mum said,"Eh that girl took out her father's masturbatecard kan?"HAHA.

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Don't know why, but it seems right to be announcing this in Malay:Tuan puan, sila berikan tepukan gemuruh kepada pelakon wanita terbaik,Puan HARIZ(ah) BAHARUDINNNNN! HAHAHAHAHA SO PRETTY RIGHT! I couldn't resist putting this up. Anyway congrats PJ Drama for a job well done!

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I forget sometimes that this is my blog, not a press page. Everytime I type here I start getting so conscious of myself and what I'm letting the world see, and the more I get worried about that the more I omit all the things that I want to say. And in the end I just give up and stop writing an entry altogether. I miss those days when words flowed out so effortlessly and blogging was more a

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When you're down with the flu, there isn't much you can do but think and sleep. Mostly sleep.I'm seriously contemplating vounteering for the SPCA before I start focusing completely for my A's. Checked out the Cat Welfare Society but unfortunately they don't have a shelter! :/ So SPCA it is. Besides I can't bear to see my Mocha and Socks get so lonely, heheh.Cutting hair is therapeutic. And it's

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I'vebeen tagged by A and S. How exciting.Game rules:A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves. Tag 8 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse.B. These 8 people must state who they were tagged by. You cannot tag the person who tagged you. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other

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The weekend has been good! :) Despite the backbreaking load of assignments waiting to be done. Today Aisyah, Hariz and I went to watch the Pride & Prejudice at the DBS Arts Theatre. It was okay. Actually it was good considering most of the cast and crew were around our age, but I expected more, since they're the well-known *insert uppity accent here* ACSian Theatre. Haha.Then we went to Wheelock

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My week turned out to be pretty good! That was kinda unexpected because I had a good week as well last week, so naturally I thought nature has to balance everything out by giving me a not-so-good week. And also because there was the whole parent-teacher conference yesterday.I spent E-learning Day at the SPCA with S. So much for e-learning, huh. But it was fun! The place wasn't as huge as I

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I want a cat so badly. Please please please oh please anyone out there, if you get me a cat I will be eternally grateful. Anyway! The photo above is from this email I got from my aunt ages ago. Apparently there are some cat owners in around the world who have too much money to waste, so they spend about $15 000 on these paint jobs on their cats. And they have to keep repainting the poor kitties

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Happy birthday Ibu! :DThis year it's my turn to buy the cake and it was delish! Vanilla sponge cake with white chocolate shavings, yummeh. Plus my mum actually went, "Wah lawanye cake!" -smug smile. HEH.I bailed out of Affirmation Ceremony rehearsals early to get home for dinner and the celebration. And my cousin and her husband came, yay! Kak Edah is almost nine months pregnant already and her

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Of late I've been doing a lot of excessive sleeping. It's not because I'm very tired or anything. Just that there isn't much to do with the free time and it doesn't make sense to study right after an exam. So sleep's almost become a hobby. If sleep were a place it would be the Room of Requirement in the Harry Potter series; always there for you to escape into when the need arises.But nah, I'm not

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Hazimah's Misadventure With Housework #324687 today has something to do with ironing and burning holes into cloth. You get the picture.

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Photo of the day~! Okay this was taken on the Sunday night before I booked in for camp. We had dinner at Spize('s?), which for those who don't know is this place in Bedok (I think) which sells all these weird yummy Mediterranean food. Yeah the last time I checked Roti John isn't Mediterranean, but that is one looooooong Roti John. And it was yummeh.Man. Why does the Eastside have such nice food.

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No, I am still not my old self yet.

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Back from camp. It was very destressing :) Really. It's so good to be able to yell at people without them yelling back at you. I think all that weirdness I felt and behaved last week has gone, cuz I feel like myself again. Finally!Mm, spec course was okay, though I'm pretty sure most people would beg to differ. Met and worked with new people, stayed up to insane hours of the morning, overslept on

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Wahlao eh I've been having a crappy week. Seriously. Crappy lessons crappy grades crappy sprinting to school practically everyday crappy sweating in the morning as a result (hate this with a vengeance) crappy blood flowing from the nether regions crappy emotional lurches every freaking crappy day. And you know I haven't been using the word "crap" since like sec 2 or something so you must know the

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What seems to be an important reminder in my life nowadays is the importance of not expecting too much.Take for example this morning: I sacrificed precious sleep time to get my chemistry assignments done, expecting to be safe from any danger which might arise during the lesson later in school. But of course I got into trouble. The teacher didn't even go through the tutorial I stayed up the whole

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The most embarrassing thing happened an hour ago. Bakim's heading to Thailand on Wednesday (which I supposed is today since it's already past midnight) and he needed a bag. So being the kind sister I was, I called Aisyah to loan her backpack but she didn't pick up so I called the home line.Me: Ohmygod can you like put your phone closer to you and not put your phone in silent all the time cuz like

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'My brother and I used to play a game. I'd point to a chair. "THIS IS NOT A CHAIR," I'd say. Bird would point to the table. "THIS IS NOT A TABLE." "THIS IS NOT A WALL," I'd say. "THAT IS NOT A CEILING." We'd go on like that. "IT'S NOT RAINING OUT." "MY SHOE IS NOT UNTIED!" Bird would yell. I'd point to my elbow. "THIS IS NOT A SCRAPE." Bird would lift his knee. "THIS IS ALSO NOT A SCRAPE!" "THAT

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Hi my week has been bearable so far. Isn't that great?Today I went out with the MR! After like 10 million years! :D I missed y'all. Which is funny cuz I see them everyday in school. Haha. Anyway, we went to Vivocity to collect the books that Syahirah ordered from PageOne. For our next outing (don't know when this is gonna be; soon I hope) we're going to Sentosa! We are going to walk around

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Hi people now you guys can comment on my posts. Like, finally right! :D Enjoy!

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(Of course there's more to the photo. Duh.)So it's Valentine's Day! My day was... boring, sorry. The only vaguely interesting thing that happened to me was when I nearly barfed out the lunch I was eating when I heard a very disturbing song dedication over the PA system. Horrific. Two middle fingers up in the air. I know I know, I'm so barbaric right, but my hands started to move on their own. I

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Hi.Apparentlyyy... Ashikin reads my blog! That must mean the whole world must read my blog cuz we all know that she's some kind of online alien who only goes online like maybe once a year right. Hahaha. Hi Ashishi! -waves.So today after school Sitt, Ash and I went to send Saffiah off at the Airport cuz she's flying to Melbourne and she's staying there for a long long time. And we met Iqah, Adilla

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I wish on stars. On bus tickets. On 11:11. On anything I can think of that has the vaguest flicker of hope. And each star and bus ticket and 11:11 carries the same request. But I'm still as uncertain as I was before. What is it that I really want?I wouldn't blame you if you still can't understand girls. I don't understand my species either.

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Photos I've been meaning to put up:This morning I woke up yawning, groggy and hungry. Went to the kitchen. Opened the fridge. Thought, "When did we start rearing a rabbit farm out back?" Haha the reason behind that crazy amount of vegetables is that Mother's suppliers are taking their CNY break, hence this is about 3 days worth of salad and such for the chicken rice. LOL.This was the only decent

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I am friggin' shagged. 7 hours at the Mother's shop is like running a marathon, whoo. But it actually feels kinda good despite stinking of chicken rice and all. Good to do some manual labour once in a while :)Poetry Slam yesterday was awesome! It's been a long time since I enjoyed myself that much. We got to listen to all these really talented local poets and they just blew me away man. Met new

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Friday night's Sweeney Todd was quite good actually. Except Bakim didn't think so, but that was only because he was horrified at the beginning to find out that it was a musical and promptly fell asleep soon afterwards. Brothers. I suppose it's not your cup of tea if you don't like arty farty Johnny Depp films with people talking with stiff upper lips. But I do! Nyeheh. Though I must say, all

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Something I remember from tuition:"Mr Chan she always ask if you got miss her anot!""Ya, everytime I go swimming I will think of her one."Taking into consideration that my tutor is about the size of Santa Claus, I doubt he actually goes swimming. Hahaha.Okay if I keep this up, I'll be blogging everyday and my grades will start dropping like crazy again. Boo. Anyway, like my new layout? Hur yes I

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This will be the last time and you'll see no more of this... this vulnerability. Now I know.Inhale. Exhale. Move on.

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"In the arms of an angelFly away from hereFrom this dark cold hotel roomAnd the endlessness that you fearYou are pulled from the wreckageOf your silent reverieYou're in the arms of the angelMay you find some comfort here"Beautiful. This is my song of the moment and I want this to be played on my funeral please. To guarantee that everyone will cry. Ahaha. Call me a loser for using imeem or a

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I'm okay.When tomorrow rolls around it'll be exactly three weeks. I've been doing a pretty good job with recuperating, even if it shuts everyone away. Recovery is a process I prefer to do alone.But then I'm not made of entirely of steel. There are one of those days when at first everything goes smoothly, but it just takes one tiny little reminder to plunge me into relapse. The trigger could be

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Right. On my last entry I promised "more when the weekend comes!" So here it is: the weekend. Today I was considerably busy, which is getting increasingly rare. I mean of course there's always a mound of assignments and tutorials and essays to be done with when every weekend rolls around. But you know, I miss the busyness of getting around and being outside of the house for once. Sometimes it can

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Happy Birthday to the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world. (Whole wide world?) Yeah, whooooleeeee wideeee worldddddd! Anyway I know right, my Dad's very very hemsem hor. Hahaha! It's kinda hard to make him smile naturally like that so that shot above is a pretty lucky one.Today like told my tutor a very horrible unspeakable lie so I could go eat dinner at Carousel with the family. Awesomeeee,

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It seems that I lack the self-restraint to keep to a hiatus for long. It's been less than 2 weeks and I've succumbed to temptation. In fact, a few hours after publishing the previous entry I felt a strong urge to purge (hahaha rhymeratus or what, manzzz) and the feeling hasn't diminished since. So here I am! :D I know, I know. No wonder I can't save money. No self-control.Actually the reason

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Last sunset of the year.Happy New Year. 2008's here and I'm expecting lots of stress, no kidding. This might just be one of those years which mark the turning points of my life. I know this year isn't going to be easy. I know I'm pretty much unprepared, nervous and (even if it doesn't show) afraid. It's not just the mental pressure that's sure to barricade down on me, but both physical and

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Back from Malaysia. This has got to be the busiest holiday I've experienced. Well to me 3 overseas trips within a span of two months is already quite busy anyway.This latest trip was the same old. The whole family was present and accounted for, and we took a road trip to Terengganu where my mum's relatives are for Eid, and then went back down to KL. Didn't shop much, but I love my latest buy

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I haven't been updating much recently because as usual, I've been lazy. What else is new? This week ranged between pleasantly bland to mildly blissful (hmm, I'll take this as a sign of contentment) and after it's peak on Wednesday, my life returned to its original blah. I don't really mind blahness though. It makes me feel very Zen and wise (which obviously I am not but let me just pretend la

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A lot of stuff has been happening. I got back from China on Sunday, 54th POP on Monday and just got back from a (very rare but worth it) Fish&Co dinner just now. Many many things happened in between and while I was overseas. Photos up soon when there's enough disk space to go around.Anyway. Congratulations are in order to my cousin Kak Yati who got married while I was away, and to the new

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I am taking out my cornrows after this and I am very sad :( We have bonded so much after one week. We slept together, bathed together, went out together and most importantly stuck together (to my scalp, you see). Just when I've gotten used to sleeping on my right side... Sigh. I shall miss you my cornrows. *pats hair*Anyway people think I don't wash my hair because of them. I do, okay. I'm not

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I'm back! Thailand was AMAZING. From start to finish, everyday was awesome! Probably partly because it was just the three of us with all the freedom in the world and no parents. Nyeheh. Fabulous.The trip was so great I am going to type out everything we did cuz everything was so eventful. But first let me introduce my two bodyguards for the trip:The Bapok...... and the Gangsta.LOLOL. These two

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I've been blogging less and less lately but actually it doesn't really bug me anymore. Last time I had to type out every single detail of my life for fear that memories would be forgotten. Either that or to purge whatever thoughts that needed to be purged. And it's good, it felt good. But nowadays either I'm too preoccupied or lazy or those thoughts aren't safe enough to be published onto the

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Foundmagazine is addictive. And this has been my favourite since like forever. Notice how the poor guy runs out of steam at the end?Shafifi's going to put up lots of embarrassing photos of me that we took on her LJ soon so I am obliged to upload the most retarded one of her. HAH.Today was results day and yup it's official, I'm promoted. But then I didn't exactly get any sense of euphoria

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This week has been (and is going to be) quite exhausting. There was OP on Monday and I'm happy that it's finally over. The presentation itself was okay I guess and I'm glad I answered my question well. It felt like a Miss Universe moment; standing in front of a panel of judges and anticipation the Question. Hurhur. Yesterday and today was spent helping out at Mother's for the Thailand trip. I

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Something which made me smile today.Awful ominous feeling at the pit of my stomach telling me something is wrong. It's been tugging at my thoughts all week. It's the instincts, I think. I hope Emil's balancing scale theory is right cuz I sure as hell need some good stuff to balance this worry out. I could really use some courage right about now. On the upside, I'm meeting Sak, Emil and her Bangla

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It's November already isn't that like the second last month of the year omg that's really really fast I went for 52nd in November it's been almost a year I didn't notice the time flying at all. Okay I did. Shocker.

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I don't feel quite right today. Expression can sometimes be so difficult. You want to show how you really feel and what you really think but sometimes you're too afraid to do so. You're afraid of the repercussions and the response. So you hide whatever it is that you want to convey behind carefully crafted words and actions, hoping that the message comes across but most of the time you don't

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Because my little brother can totally do the whole Ju-On thing.You know what Starbucks should do? Set up a home delivery system. I seriously think it'll bring in a huge amount of profit, especially since lazy asses like me will be calling in all the time. And anyway, think about all those high-flying CEOs and career people. They will definitely order coffee by the dozens! Don't you think it's a

Rhymeratushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02650578342281111166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334170.post-75913834734186121932007-10-20T21:30:00.000+08:002007-10-20T22:13:28.428+08:00

I set the kettle on fire. I kid you not. And my mum has been flashing me triumphant I-told-you-so looks at me cuz she's been telling me to start learning how to cook since forever. Sigh, chronicles of the undomestic girl. Honestly, I don't think I'm meant for the kitchen.Anyway, Promo results'll be out this tuesday and there's been a lot of talk about the number of people who aren't going to make

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Raya is never complete without the sparklers. And I didn't realise how much I still look like a kid... but hey, at least the mak ciks now think I'm 15. That's an improvement.But the age factor aside, it kind of doesn't feel right this year. In two days, my family's only been to one house, and that was my grandparents'. Other than that, we've been battling visitors like all day today and yesterday

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"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece

Rhymeratushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02650578342281111166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334170.post-20478211502314789122007-10-06T10:49:00.000+08:002007-10-06T12:22:27.165+08:00

Raya's in a week!And preparations are in full swing. Yesterday, I finally finally got around to cleaning up my room. I can finally see the floor now! Ahahaha. Going to Ikea later with the Bakim and Bajik to buy supplies and flourish the room with my artistic touch! Hur. Mother won't let me repaint my room red. Okay maybe it's because my room is already red, but it's faded!I found these while I

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