I hate Maths for not allowing me to watch Brandon Flowers on MTV.

Seeing Mike proposing to Phoebe makes me wanna get married.
I know this sounds very unlike me but yeah.
Must be the female hormones in me working its magic.

So today I was optimistic about almost everything. Well yeah but no but yeah but no but hell yeah I was cause I started today on a good note. And so, CCA was kinda awesome, cause I had fun. Yeah. Pranay and Arun were their usual selves and so am I and they kept talking about me wanting to change my gender. For god's sake I was young and stupid and kidding! I didn't actually WANT to be a boy. Geez. And guess what? I realised that the new urban male logo is a sperm.

No, I am not joking, I am serious. It's a sperm. I happily told Arun & Pranay and they went "good one". It's not a joke! It really IS A SPERM. Does the sperm symbolise males? For that, I am unsure.

Don't believe me? Buy something from that shop which hires muscular males.
So then they took a picture of the sperm, and started laughing and laughing.

After NPCC was when the magic begun. Well actually no, it was more of the part in the bus.

And from now on, this day shall always be remembered as the day when I successfully irritate the hell out of Syarizan. So what I did, I thought it through, and I got inspiration from Jim! From The Office US.

Heh, this is so fun.

So anyways, she was talking halfway and I stared at her while keeping a straight expression. First I stared at her face. Then she kept on rambling on and on. Then I stared at her hair. And she kept on touching her hair and feeling insecure about her hair, while I held my laughter. And then, the best part. I stared at her boobs. So she took out her file and buried her face (and boobs) in it. And throughout the whole journey, she was feeling disgusted/irritated/annoyed/insecure while I just stared at her through my two eyes like how Amirul does it. After a while she was getting used to it. So I changed tactics. I kept on changing my expression while staring at her. I made a revolting face while staring at her hair and again she asked me if there was something wrong with her hair. Epic. Awesome. No word could ever describe the triumph of irritating the crap out of syarizan. It's almost like slapping a million Joe Jonases in the face, but much better.

So that's pretty much about it.

I've gotta study MATH now. How darn interesting.

Bye!

Geez so much for hating the weird shape of my hair. I am beginning to fully appreciate my hair style and the wavy-ness. I am also here to announce that I have officially come of age, and hence become a fully-grown spaznifarian. For those who don't know what it is, I suggest you google it up.

Okay, so back to my short and unkempt, wavy hair. So today, I was in class, and Mariana was looking at me, and she told me, much to my utter delight and also surprise, that my hair reminds her of Alex's! Wooooooo! As much as how I do not like Alex, I still think it's cool that my hair looks like his. I used to love Alex's hair alot, but not until he cut it.
You see?! The uncanny resemblance!

Yeah well I guess Mariana is quite right. His hair does look like mine. Except that his is brown and mine is black.

Guess who else has hurrrrr like mine? Paolo Nutini! Paolo Paolo Paolo so hot. (And no diyanah he is not a pretty boy/man whatever because if he was a pretty boy/man/metrosexual or whatever feminine thing they relate men with, I wouldn't like him in the first place)


I still think that people like Joe Jonas & Zac Efron look too manicured. Eew why am I even talking about them, it will probably tarnish my blog's reputation.

So anyways, I was browsing through one of the folders in my folders, and I came to a conclusion! A very interesting one indeed. It seems that my hair, my current one, is the typical and universal hot man hairstyle. (For me at least)

Why? Cause I was browsing through the folder, and I realised that most of the kind of men I fall for have my current hairstyle! (Least assured, I am not a hot man. )

I can name a few. Or maybe alot. But I'm too lazy to put more pictures, cause there are simply too many of them with the brown, longish, curly/wavy hair that I like.

Ah, so maybe my hair IS masculine.

Masculine is notttt good.

So whether I shall embrace my hairstyle or not, it remains a mystery... :O

P.S. Stupidest blog post ever. Tired. Drained. Bored

Hello! I am, again, as you can see, here.

I just watched Friends yesterday, season 9, and Joey and Rachel kissed! Aww, I like Joey and Rachel together, and Mike & Phoebe got together too! Poor Joey and Charlie broke up, and Ross took Charlie instead. Ross is selfish, sometimes he pisses me off cause Joey is too nice to him for his own good. (Sounds very familiar somehow)

Recently, I've been putting up pictures in deviantart. At first, I find that mine are not bad looking, but I immediately got jealous when I saw the works of others!

You can see my work for yourself at my deviantArt.

Ahhh anyways, I'm off to watching Changeling with my sister today at The Cathay at Dhoby Ghaut. I hope it's good. It's officially my first NC16 movie that I'm gonna watch!!

Yesssssssss! I am old enough!

Okay, I think I don't have the writing vibe right now, so I shall go off.

Selamat tinggal!

Yes! I am finally here under the will of Allah, finally blogging again. Yes, I know you all love my writing though not many people come to visit this blog because they simply think its dead. Yes, sad I know.

And I've just returned from school. How freaking cool is that?! School ended at 12 and I have no cca! Thank heavens for chinese people! Yes yes yes! Finally, that 1/4 of the world's population thing counts for something eh? :)

I'm getting very hyper as you can see because I have so much free time! But sadly that's only for today, and tomorrow I'll probably start studying again. :( Pathetic I know. That is why I get super excited when there's HOLIDAY! But what's holiday with an overwhelming amount of homework?

At times like this all I wanna say is

Doooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhh dooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhhh doooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhhh.

No, I'm not feeling orgasmic or anything. It's the chorus or whatever you call it thingy from Golden Skans. It's so irritatingly nice. Yay! I love Klaxons, it's so addictive. I love how colourfully dressed they are every time!
They look so topman-y on the last picture! I don't care if they're ugly or what, but I like how creative they look for men! The small ribbon with top look is awesome! Veh veh nice clothes! Lead singer is cute btw.

Yes, okay enough bout meh and klaxons. My sister just borrowed this book called 'Luuurve is a many trousered thing...'. I wonder what that means. Sounds pretty wrong to me. I just read the first few pages without my sis knowing, but pretty soon she'll find out, cause she reads my blog. Right, kakak?

And then I realised that I don't understand a single thing. I don't understand all the short forms and stuff like nungas or monty or addenda or something like that, with all the short forms. I don't understand! I don't like reading things which I don't understand. And I thought chick flicks were easy to digest!!

Nayyyyy! Okay, so today, I came back home super early. I cannot go home alone. No, it's not because I'm not independent or scared or weak or giry etc etc. It's simply because I tend to comment on people in my head all the way back home. It is NOT a good habit. I've been trying to get rid of it, but it just comes naturally for me. So please, don't leave me roaming around Singapore alone, at any given time!

!@^&@#$&!

I want to go swimming to calm my thoughts. But my mum won't let me. Why can't I go alone? I'm old enough. For god's sake if I don't go today when else am I gonna go? I'm not free, get it? Today is probably the only day I'm free and tomorrow till tuesday will be one of the routine holidays, where I mug all day and do my homework! (and probably go madrasah) Don't you get it?! I AM NOT FREE! I've got tons of homework and I wanna catch up on my humanities, maths and I'm expected to get a freaking A2 for my upcoming geog retest. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?

Ah, anyways, I realised that I can't pout my lips or make the kissy kissy face like this x3 because I will look like an octopus. I am not kidding. I look like an octopus with big eyes and big lips. Which is kinda gross if you ask me. I look like this


I am not kidding. I really look like an octopus.

Ah heck, I think I shall end this blog post before I rant and rant and rant.

Okay, byeeeee!

2008 - Year of Discoveries

Yes, I know this is very very outdated, considering the date now, but you know, I can't blog when I don't feel like it. You get what I'm saying? I must have the blogging vibe to blog or else I'll sound really boring and I don't know what to write about.

So pretty much, there has been oh so much drama in 2008. Conflicts and stuff like that. But there's always a hikmah behind each bad thing. For me, I think, the hikmah is that I learn alot. I really did. I was able to understand things alot during the whole of 2008.

It was great.

I think I've kinda changed. Mentally.

Well this year, 2009, I've been trying to be optimistic, and so far it's been working. Well, all I have to do is start everyday on a good note and my day would be happy.

And whatever grudges I've had, I'd left them all behind.

A new year, a new start.

It doesn't do anybody any good anyways, to be disliking people.

So yeah, I'm pretty much happy, I guess..

For the most part.