The husk

The problem with twitter is...

2011-08-09T18:14:00.004+08:00

The problem. The very fundamental problem of Twitter and perhaps all kinds of social sites (I don't actually know what they are termed, I prefer calling them social sites since they rhyme with parasites which then again says something) is that you see people in their entirety. I'm talking about Twitter specifically now as a kind of social media. I love Twitter and always had (since 2009) but recently I am beginning to ab(hor) and by hor I mean many are becoming more and more of tweetwhores. (this line is very unoriginal since they are all YouTube jokes but putting that aside)

I think people can't be blamed for being the tweetwhores they are I mean come on I am a tweetwhore as well considering how my tweetcount is verging on 8k but I think the limitations of twitter (I mean that literally) which is its 140 characters policy makes life all the more.....simplified. I am sorry if this post is making you yawn already that is why I added parenthesis which makes something special according to my literature teacher and also...punny humour. Okay so going back to the topic, I realised that there exists more and more irritants (or contaminants) on Twitter who or which basically tarnish the good name of Twitter.

I'm talking about...

1) Exhibitionists (describing literally what every fibre of your being is up to)
i.e I just pooped and had green stool...totally looks like ke$ha
I am gyrating to this song...like a boss
I just shot someone with a Nerf Gun and he didn't die
My pores are blocked and now I can't excrete sweat properly
I am having a bad hair day. Look at my fugly face http://www.twitpic.com/badhairday5777

As you can probably tell these are not real life examples though I wish real life examples could be as interesting as these. That way I wouldn't cringe at such tweets. Actually now that I think about it I think such tweets are tolerable and entertaining...(and to be honest I am entirely guilty of such)

What I really can't stand are....

2) Fashion Police
i.e Girllll take a good look at yourself in the mrt reflection...you look like a pre-pubertal Snooki
Oh for the love of the fashion god what is up with this woman and her peep toe boots
Woman, learn to wear some makeup, you look like you just got hit by a ten ton truck

As you can tell I am not very good at fashion police impersonations cause quite frankly, I don't see the point of them. Everyone is entitled to how they choose to look even if it isn't pleasant to my eyes or your eyes or Lady Gaga's. If we have to restrain our only mode of immediate self-expression, then I don't know how else we'd go about doing it. Perhaps running around with flash cards on our heads along with a description of our personalities would be a better idea?

3) By-products of materialism
i.e I am so angry right now, my dad promised me an iPad 3 but he didn't get me any
I dreamt that my Prada jeans ripped in two and I woke up crying
I am craving ___ so bad right now that if I don't have it the earth will split open and swallow me whole

which is also linked to

4) Poor little rich kids
i.e I hate my life, why can't I cab to school today...oh right cause I'm living only on my parent's pension currently
I have to downgrade to a HDB FML
Can't get myself Kate Spade because my mum already got me Ferragamo pumps :(

5) Overly ranty
i.e Sian can just die already out of boredom
***** sia this uncle you think your father's land ah

6) Narcissists
i.e Unhappy me http://twitpic.com/unhappyme987
Constipated me http://twitpic.com/contipatedme987

7) Jilted lovers and broken hearts
Okay I think I forgive these types cause apparently love is the strongest feeling (whatever that means)

8) Hipsters
i.e I want to smoke a fag but this place ain't cool enough
This picture is so trippy I feel like I just had magic mushrooms
Party rock anthem is totally uncool idg why they can't play Two Door Cinema Club instead

My point ultimately is that yes, although Twitter is meant for all these kind of tweets, you should tweet in moderation. It's just like eating. You don't eat junk food excessively but you eat junk food in moderation. Similarly, when you tweet, tweet nasty things in moderation. That way we can all thrive as a happy and healthy Twitter community.

Life currently

2011-08-08T18:00:00.001+08:00

Often times we try. We try so much that we hardly succeed.

Anger issues

2011-08-06T23:58:00.003+08:00

I think people who parade their anger ceaselessly are very self-centered people. Why do I say this? It is because by doing so you have 'The ability' to blame other people for perhaps...your lack of ability to control yourself.

Also, you make people pacify and worry about you unnecessarily which makes other people slaves to your relentless infuriation.

Don't think I can't be angry because I can too.

Food post

2011-08-06T14:04:00.002+08:00

My mum made this awesome 'chicken roll thing' which is practically the best 'western' dish she has ever done, other than olive-roasted chicken. It is wonderful, it reminds me of the thing I ate at Secret Recipe but my mum does it better (hands down!). It was a lovely surprise, to be surprised by special recipes my mum has never attempted before in my whole 18 years of living. Oh, the joys of Ramadhan.

Self-awareness is a necessity

2011-08-06T13:42:00.002+08:00

This post is meant as a self-reminder for me and everyone else.

If you're wondering why other people don't treat you well you should reflect instead on how you have treated others.

If you find it annoying that someone invades your personal space, you should not blame the person who invades your personal space, but instead blame yourself for not being able to keep something to yourself.

(Yes you)

2011-07-31T02:00:00.002+08:00

An example of how vastly different women are then and now.

Then: Taming of the Shrew (about a woman who needs to be tamed or cultured)

Now: Miley Cyrus - Can't be tamed

Poetry

2011-07-30T14:25:00.004+08:00

I want to write poetry

But I can't; for poetry is for the wrecked

the ravaged and the ruined

This genial day is one to let sorrows pass

Not one to be writing poetry.

As day turns to night

Begins the vulnerability of human might-

Caving in, as darkness engulfs light

Claustrophobia looms over

Not to closure, but to company;

They say safety comes in numbers

But I beg to differ

What good is company?

One would rather be disengaged from politics

And with that I shall pursue Isolationism

I want to write poetry

But I finally can; for poetry is for the wrecked

the ravaged and the ruined

Nightfall is one to let sorrows pass

Definitely one to write poetry.

(P.S I feel like this all the time wonder if any of you feel the same)

Picture Blog

2011-07-30T14:02:00.012+08:00

This is to prove that I'm pretty much alive and kicking.

Recently, I've been making mixtapes and I finally figured out how to make a cd case out of paper.

All you need are these.

And that is the end product. It's my first shot so please never mind the ugliness. It actually contains the CD perfectly.

Umm I have nothing to do now so I shall spam photos of random food that my mum cooks.

Baked mussels baking away in the oven.

Chicken roasted with olive jam. It's one of the better roast chicken my mum has made in a while. I like roast teriyaki too. But this olive one is particularly good cause the olive jam by itself has this sweet + savoury taste which makes it practically wholesome.

A random salad dish which was pretty good with nasi minyak.

Bye for now! I'm gonna upload something else after this so...watch this space!

(P.S: If you haven't already detected the sarcasm this post is to show how particularly boring a blog would be with merely minimal words and maximal photos)

Fangirl post

2011-07-09T12:08:00.004+08:00

I was watching Enemy at the Gates yesterday and aww man I can't get enough of Jude Law in this. He is so handsome that I had to eat popcorn throughout the entire movie to stop gushing over him.

This is my favourite part. When he and his other russian comrades run without rifles. He does the whole russian soldier thing very well. As in his crouch-run. I love it when they run like that.

That old hag is actually Khruschev who keeps kissing Vassili (Jude Law). I don't like Khruschev after watching this movie because of how nasty he is. He is a nasty boy. (That was intentional)

When I first watched the movie I thought these two would end up as a gay couple. That other guy is actually Ralph Fiennes' brother. He looks so jewish. Anyway yeah they had so much intimacy going on but in the end they fell in love with the same woman. And the guy sacrificed himself for Vassili. :'( Sad I know but the woman lives >:( Hehe okay no I like the girl too she's pretty brave (I mean she fought in the war alongside Vassili) heh but it was her that separated the both of them ugh why woman why

Okay that's almost the end of this fangirl post but before I end you know how I have alot of tuition kids in my house? I wasn't actually aware that one of them was watching the movie when it was getting close to the steamy bit...I mean of course I skipped that part but you could still see it when you fast forward the bit...

See this is the thing I hate about having tutees around my house. I don't get any privacy and I can't watch my (mature) movies in peace ahhhh not that I watch the steamy bit but damn these kids are not gonna learn the right things when I am around...

Ack wish I had a home theatre (like a literal one) which is air conditioned and has curtains which dissolve me into darkness once it is closed. That would be pretty awesome. And I don't have to worry so much about watching 'mature' shows which aren't even 'mature'....they are very clean. Just the occasional violence and vulgar language and some stirrings...

If you know what I mean.

Okay maybe turning 18 has radically changed my perception of what is clean and what is not.

Heritage

2011-07-07T11:36:00.006+08:00

You know if you know me well you'd know that in an alternate universe, I long to be a princess.

I'm not even half-kidding.

With that, I am glad to say I dreamt that I was a princess. (Again) And this time is better than the first time.

See, I wasn't only a princess, but I was a princess who was on a reconnaissance mission. Bam! That's the catch. I have no idea why but I was killing people with a bunch of other men and women and somehow halfway during the dream we were purged because we were a threat apparently. And I remembered how scary it was to have to hide from the FBI. But I managed to escape observation. What was sad though was that my whole reconnaissance team was taken away by the FBI. And for a long period in my dream I had to hide in a small slit until two little boys found me and gave me a home. It was fine staying there until one day I had to hide under someone's bed and someone found me there and screamed. So what I did next was to get her to shut up by attacking her okay this story is getting very boring but I gotta admit I do have pretty awesome dreams. The conclusion to that dream was that I was the Puteri (princess) of some kind of gunung (mountain). So yeah that kind of explained why the FBI had to find me. I found out this fact because the girl who found me under her bed knew about the princess of the mountain, which was me. But imagine how pretty darn awesome it would be to be the princess of a mountain.

Speaking of puteri gunung ledang, my mum likes to tell me stories about my heritage etc. So yeah I shall share you this little snippet. It's up to you to choose whether to believe it or not.

My granny on my mum's side has a dad who's very religious. My granny is actually the oldest of 15 children. So yeah. But she only found out that she was supposed to have 3 other older siblings, but they all disappeared whilst in the womb. And you know according to popular belief, if a foetus magically disappears...we know something stole it. So yeah my granny's dad went to investigate the matter one day, and true enough, he found the creature that stole it. My granny's dad was really angry at that point that he fought the creature and left the creature weakened. What happened was that my granny's dad was able to remove the creature's hair. At this point I was asking my mum how is that possible because these kind of creatures aren't 'solid' in our world. But my mum said after he got a hold of it, since he was fighting the creature in our world, its hair became tangible. So yeah, my granny's dad actually emerged victorious, with the creature's hair.

After that incident the creature kept coming back, begging my granny's dad to return its hair back to it. My granny's dad of course refused. The creature begged him to return its hair in Gunung Ledang and eventually one day my gran's dad went. But even so I guessed the creature was weakened too much with the absence of its hair and it eventually died....

Okay so that's the end of this tale.

Oh yeah and when my granny was young she worked for a witch doctor...this is true okay but my granny is not into those kinda magic stuff she just helped prepare ingredients for the witch doctor.

I hope you like stories.

Bye.

Afiah goes mobile

2011-07-02T21:17:00.001+08:00

Hello my loyal friends/readers watch this space cause I've finally managed to obtain a mobile version of blogger!

I can't help my raging hormones

2011-06-18T13:52:00.005+08:00

(Contains innuendos which may be unsuitable for children)

Out of boredom, being the netizen I am I decided to introduce two new abbreviations which are urbanDictionary-worthy.

(Both are with reference to men)

MILK = Men I'd Like to Kiss

FILTH = Father I'd Like To Hug

When used in the right context:

"I can't get enough of this milk its so...delicious"

"What a pound of filth!"

It's pretty unoriginal actually judging by how both are actual words which already exist in the dictionary but I guess I won't ever look at milk and filth the same way again.

By the way, if you are wondering where I got these crazy ideas from its from looking at men in bands. There is just something irresistably appealing about frontmen & bassists.

It's like they are automatically zapped with good looks one they choose the role of frontmen.

And if you know me well you can probably guess that I like married men cause you can fawn over them without getting disappointed.

That is why I coined "Filth" which is obviously referring to Brandon Flowers.

Okay bye.

Food for thought

2011-05-21T13:22:00.002+08:00

We, the Writers

The truth-
we are no world writers, not yet
no Nobel candidate
no laureate;
for us,
there's only the dedication
to the art -
call it bondage if you like
it comes from the heart
and mind unfettered.

You say
we're out to amuse
educate
edify or enchant
(or perversely titillate and slant)
You insist we must have a social function;
it's all right
say what you like-
we write
not exactly in our tongue
(not yet one to call our own)
not necessarily conforming to rules
not necessarily to please;
for us there's only
the total involvement
call it aberration if you like.

If you think
we writers have not been correctly construed
we thank you;
there's always redress in the generations ahead-
we hope the critics make no hasty pronouncement.

You can't manufacture writing
can't produce literature by the computer
no, this isn't the sausage out of the machine
not the product of the chip technology
no propaganda handout -
this is literature, an art
timeless as man's conviction.

by Lim Thean Soo

Collages

2011-05-09T11:06:00.007+08:00

Due to the life of paper-collecting in which I lead, I decided to make these.

Most are made by the condemned books from my school library.

They are somewhat sequential.

P.S Collages are not as easy as I thought, you need a degree of balance to allow the elements to co-exist. And that takes alot of time & is definitely frustrating

Tumblr

2011-05-01T22:09:00.003+08:00

I visited Tumblr today and realised why I abandoned it.

It totally robs you of your individuality.

Which is pretty sad, because people read blogs to understand other people better.

By using tumblr as your only blogging medium, you become just another person.

How bizarre

2011-04-23T21:54:00.004+08:00

When people ask you why you're so weird, you should in turn ask them why they are so normal.

I believe that everyone has some kind of quirk, it's something innately human, and differentiates us from one another.

And thus I don't get why being weird is a bad thing at all, if anything, being weird should put you high on a pride pedestal.

It is so funny how people think that other people calling them weird is an insult....this sounds so pretentious and all but when people tell me I am weird I tell them I like them telling me that.

Because of this I don't get how some people can be so normal. Isn't it weird to be so normal? I think being normal makes you some kind of programmed robot, you lose all your funny bits and your designer just makes you whatever he thinks is ideal.

Thus if you're so normal then congratulations, you have lost yourself. And probably your roots. Which probably makes you boring too.

I'm not encouraging people to go around licking themselves in public or something that's pretty disgusting. Unless you're some kind of cat or something.

All I'm trying to say is that you should embrace your inner self instead of repressing it.

Well at least that's what I try to do.

Oh the irony

2011-04-17T20:32:00.003+08:00

I don't understand how people in the school can be so self-righteous and have shitty attitudes all the same.

Oh right I forgot. Being self-righteous is a shitty attitude in itself.

Agonize Afiah

2011-03-27T16:40:00.001+08:00

Today's blog topic will be about FAQs or frequently asked questions that people direct towards me. Please note that this is in no way a joke.

So here we go:

Q: Isn't it very hot to wear a long-sleeved top?
A: Yes its warm, but not any warmer than the pits of hell.

Q: Why do you look so familiar?
A: I guess I am omnipresent, its just one of my 457 gifts

Q: Isn't it very warm to wear that? *points at tudung*
A: Yes its extremely warm, but at the same time it absolves the need for an umbrella so ha! I'm more resourceful than you.

Q: Why are Muslims so conservative?
A: I dont know, why do you have three gods?

Q: Why did you cut your hair?
A: The same reason why you shave at all those undesirable bits.

Ultimately, my point is that some questions are either redundant or insensitive. And you can probably say that I am a bitter and cranky teen because there is no denying that.

I also realised that FAQs can be really fun to answer. Especially with the memory of AskAshley, this segment of
All That.

So I thought I'd open up an Agonize Afiah section whereby I answer the silliest questions you guys can offer. I want to do that but not really knowing how harsh the internet can be.

So I thought i shall leave this space open for strangers in real life asking me questions so till then my friends!

What colonialism has left us (Europhiles please do not read)

2011-03-27T14:52:00.000+08:00

Despite trying different mediums of blogging, I can never fully manifest my ideas into anything other than blogger.

So here's to you blogger! And this is approximately my sixth year into the creation of this blog. And thank all of you so much for faithfully reading my blog :') Personally, I wouldn't really put up new things here if not for you guys.

Oh gosh I sound like some celebrity although I am clearly far from one. Okay I didn't mean for it to sound that way guys.

So here we go:
Today's topic will be something quite angst-ridden. No, I am not going to word-cry or word-scream nor am I going to CAPS-voice but I am going to talk about a topic that will probably have you guys infuriated.

Yes...I think the title is self-explanatory. It is...colonialism!

It is okay if the mere mention of the title makes you all shut-lidded. (your eyelids close)

The reason why I chose this topic is because I am sick of hearing Westerners/Easterners being all irrationally insulting towards asians along with the stereotypes they have towards asians. The continual use of asians is to emphasize my frustration towards such ignorant people.

What I would really love to tell these people first of all is

1) Please learn some Geography

Apparently Asians are just Asians. So if you lie within the continent 'Asia' you are supposedly all characterised to belong within the region of China. Okay this is not an assumption that I have in case you guys wonder where I got this hypothesis from. I was talking to ayah who always complains to me about his work and his consistent experience with the inefficacious French (Cue: spitting). So then ayah went on about how the French is very slow in shipping plane parts, like they take months to just do that because of the very relaxed lifestyle they lead. We haven't gotten to the annoying part yet. So then, when they finally received the parts my dad realised that the address wrong. The plane parts were addressed to:

(I thought I'd add graphics to illustrate better and since my posts are normally ranty & long)

Such ignorance makes me feel like grouping France within the UK such that it becomes this:

(As you can see, France now belongs in the UK thanks to my amateur photoshop skills)

In an alternate universe, this would have been possible because the French and the Brits always fight consistently.

2) Asians do not look the same

I guess I can't blame them for this, it's exactly how we see white people and we call them angmoh with no regard for their nationality whatsoever. So I guess it's human nature to stereotype. However what frustrates me is that even our very own asians can't tell themselves apart...it's like how we see the Uzbeks and call them angmoh. Still, with such a notion, we don't hear much "All angmohs look the same" do we?! And we don't characterise all 'Westerners' to be big burly men with hairy legs (or at least I do sometimes) don't we? Here's another map to prove my point. This time, its a map of asia:

Ignore Russia though, it does not choose to belong in Asia.
Geographically, the middle-east belongs in Asia BUT middle-easterners are not considered Asians by people and neither do they consider themselves so because they are semitic caucasians. It's just like how you look at a middle-easterner and call them ang moh because of how they have fair skin and thence hold them in high regard. (okay not all people do this of course but some do) It's also like how Easterners and Westerners alike characterise all Asians as having 'squinty eyes' as they call it.

You see the kind of superiority people have based on sheer skin colour?

What I am trying to say is that this is partly a by-product of colonialism. Okay I think this bit is hypothetical, not sure if this is wholly proven.

However though, History says it all.

If only the colonisers didn't land on our shores, we wouldn't have them taking away our resources for their own benefit (I bet this part is driving you to sleep already) and hence making them a major superpower.

I guess it is partly because of the notion that all asians are ugly which, as expected, I would deject totally because of how (I believe) god has created an equilibrium. If you don't believe this you prolly haven't been watching Miss Universe or completely ignoring the fact that Asians and black Africans have been winning such competitions instead of ang mohs. Bad people are bad people everywhere, good people are good people everywhere. Beautiful people are beautiful people anywhere and well, you get the drift.

I think the only thing separating us from them Europeans is the fact that we are struggling to keep up with what is acceptable to them, and they, have of course, set their own standards of what is fashionable and what is not. By fashionable I don't really mean clothes but what's in and what's not, like technology etc.

This idea is nothing new however. You see the Amish and Quaker communities in the West being dissed completely because of them not subscribing to technology. It's also like how you get dissed for not subscribing to Democracy or Capitalism or even Chewing Gum in places like *cough* Singapore. Superior people being superior, will expect others to conform to their own set of beliefs. Hence, us struggling to be like them makes it seem like we are paler in comparison.

THENCE, methinks that:

(This part gets stupid)

We shouldn't hold them in high regard because:

Exhibit A: They do not even know their Geography

Thus suggesting a gaping hole/major flaw in their education and thence we may even surpass them, knowledge-wise.

After all, what are we Asians known for?

EDUCATION and by EDUCATION I really mean Maths cause I am cool and Americanised like that. (Except that I am not cool and Americanised I am just a ranty/ugly austronesian girl)

New year, new...heart?

2011-01-03T09:50:00.002+08:00

I had a dream the other night.

It was during the 31st of december.

I fell asleep and dreamt that I got a heart transplant.

I woke up with a hurting heart...wondering why my new heart doesn't feel good on me.

"Why doesn't my new heart feel good?"

I know this sounds ridiculous, but I think this foreshadows my sense of dread for the year 2011.

Happy new year friends!

Seed

2011-01-01T08:27:00.001+08:00

Sometimes I wonder what I'd be if not human.

But I always picture myself as a seed...I have no idea why. Either that or a capybara.

This reminds me of the time when I was young and I asked my dad the every-child-would-ask-his parents-question.

Me: "Ayah, how are children born?"

Of course, this was spoken in Malay. Malay used to be my strongest language next to arabic and english when I was young, duh.

Please excuse me if this sounds weird in any way...it is very hard translating malay phrases into english.

Ayah: "Oh, well...Afiah, what's your favourite vegetable?"
Me: "Cauliflower"

Ayah: "Oh then Ibu must have eaten a cauliflower seed (?) which contained you in it. The same goes for abang and kakak. Then the seed grew and Ibu had you"

Me: "Oh...just like that?"

I can't believe I was so dumb to partially buy that lie when I was young. But I knew something was odd...that didn't make sense at all.

As I grew older (and watched countless american tv shows) I thought that babies were a by-product of kissing or making out. It did make some sense. Back in the 90s they used to show kissing scenes and next thing you knew a baby pops out of nowhere.

As I grew older I realised how the world seems to revolve around the word sex but of course I didn't know what sex was until I was primary four and... That explained everything.

I remembered when I was younger I asked my older siblings "Kak, what is a virgin?" (The days when the word virgin was considered a nasty word although being virgin is as clean as a human can get)

This, I remember, was at the viewing gallery of terminal 1. I asked what is a virgin because there was/is an airplane called Virgin Airways. (Which leaves me questioning: So all the other airplanes have broken their virgin knot?)

Why were we at terminal 1? Because airplane watching is only the most interesting thing to do for a family outing. Again, I have to reiterate the idea that my family still does this now. But I'm not complaining. Nothing beats being born into an avid, plane-watching family.

(Back to the conversation)

Kakak: "Cannot tell you now! I will only tell you when you are in primary 5!"

Me: "ABANG WHAT IS A VIRGIN?"

Abang: "I cannot tell you! I will only tell you when you are older!"

Me: "Is a virgin a person who has had sex?"
Kakak: "No, close, but I will only tell you when you are older..."

Abang: "Alamak, forget it lah, by the time you are in primary 5 you won't even remember to ask us for the meaning"

I wonder what led me to thinking that a virgin a person who has had sex. I guess its because of the way sex is such an omnipresent word yet its meaning was kept so hidden...

Anyhoo, of course I found the meaning out before I was in primary 5. By the time I was primary 5 however I decided to ask my sister and my bro the meaning and telling them that they told me I would forget but I remembered. They, of course, were the ones who even forgot the conversation exists.

Gosh. This is the thing I hate about older siblings. They can scoff at you over anything and still get away with it. I, on the other hand, is the uncool and naive younger sibling who gets bullied because of the lack of knowledge.

Thus, when I grew up I made a point to read up so I could get facts that both my siblings didn't know so I can shove it in their faces (I am just kidding). I just wanted to be on par with their intelligence.

I think I really am cut out to be a seed. Still in the process of growing.

An update

2010-12-19T18:42:00.001+08:00

Hey guise I realised how 'often' I blog here, and I feel sorry for any of you who are disappointed due to my lack of posts.

So, I am going to update!!!!!!

Soon.

PRETENTIOUS PEOPLE PLEASE QUIT IT WITH THE 'PIETY'

2010-10-18T19:34:00.004+08:00

The alliteration in the title shows how angry I am. I am thoroughly frustrated at everything that is going on in life. I have never felt this frustrated in a very long time - I generally don't get angry but I get irritated a lot.

Okay first of all the problem lies with the pee-double-ew (PW) week which requires every single soul to sit through normal school curriculum to finish up on the Written Report (a 3000+++ words write-up). Okay at first the idea seems appealing, having no lessons but just sitting through a bresson (break-lesson) meaning you are free to do anything. Just when you enjoy the thought of it, bam! Reality hits you like a momonga accidentally flying into your face. You sit in class for an hour. Like a sponge, you absorb all the negative aura from all directions. From your unhappy group member. From your classmates who are unhappy with their group member. From your naggy PW tutor. From the random librarian who is unhappy with you not coiling the laptop wire in the right manner.

One word: Frustrating

Just when you thought the ordeal couldn't get any worse, there are other particles in your life serving as irritants, just like the dust in the air.

Recently, there has been this group of people annoying the crap out of me.

These are the people in my school who claim to be all religious and nice when they are just downright judgemental of people. See, when you're really nice, you don't judge. You accept people for the way they are, and not give disapproving looks. Funny how this group of people even tegur others for being 'crude' and in other cases, unpure because you like men. Why? Because "[you] are a girl and girls are supposed to like boys and not men". Amazing logic. But no thank you, I wouldn't take your word for it, for you are not a religious leader despite maybe, well, reading sermons in the morning? If it's a religious teacher I will listen to, it's my Ustaz/Ustazah not you.

Oh, and regarding being 'crude', I believe everyone has an innate desire to curse. It is whether or not you replace the much vulgar word with a euphemism, or a less vulgar word. In this case I use 'fuck' alot now instead of the replacements you guys use like hmm, let's see..."what the shit" (I really hate this phrase btw it sounds thoroughly stupid). If you have that desire to curse, it doesn't make you any less of a sinner than I am. Because it is your intention that makes you a sinner, not the words used or even the degree of the vulgarity. So...just because I use more vulgar words and don't use replacement words which sound almost like the word...makes me a much horrible person? You know what's horrible? You being hypocritical to your own faith.

We all know everyone is fake in one way or another...but you people need to stop viewing faith/religion on a superficial level. As my sister puts it, there's no point being a check-list christian/muslim/jewish/buddhist/hindu when you don't even have a good heart. Well, let me see...Do people with good faith use people? Hmm...I don't think any righteous person is like that so well, I guess not. Do people with good faith bitch excessively about other people? Well that's a tough question...but I think not. Lastly, do people with good faith preach about good moral values then go around criticizing others about their lack of values and even bitch about these people without these good values? Hmm that sounds thoroughly hypocritical (like what Richard of Gloucester would do) but I guess they DON'T.

I know I am a horrible person, I know that better than anyone else. But don't you think it's not nice for a nice person to be so judgemental about others? If you truly are nice, wouldn't you be more accepting towards others? Do you not practice what you preach? If that's the case, that's rather sad, you have scriptures every morning to remind you of values but, like a robot, you only memorise it, you don't practice it. A person of faith, I believe, should be more human and less of a robot right? I am sure a robot isn't at all spiritual, after all, it is constructed by humans.

The bottom line is: Some people really are prudes. I have just learnt to ignore them like how I do for most...contradictory people.

In fact, I like myself for when I am sarcastic, cynical and defiant for only then do I prove to myself that part of me is still real. That I am as concretely human as can be. And that is all that matters.

This is why I miss my commonwealth friends. I miss all the 'crudeness' (as quoted from whoever) without being judged. It's where people are more real. Even if they are pretentious they wouldn't judge others.

Extremely angsty P.S: Do not be all 'cultured' on me. Break out of your fucking shell. The world is a horrible place. Sorry to expose you to a world beyond the confines of your holy home and your holy school. God bless you.

What it feels like

2010-10-10T14:38:00.002+08:00

I am quite nonchalant towards it.

I still have many doubts/uncertainties/cynicism towards it but it feels quite good generally.

I mean who cares if I will never ever meet him

Bloggery post

2010-10-10T12:28:00.004+08:00

"Imagination lies in wait as the most powerful enemy, naturally raw, and enamored of absurdity, it breaks out against all civilizing restraints like a savage who takes delight in grimacing idols - Goethe

I really love the quote above though it has absolutely no link to my post.

I think today I should do a 30 random facts about me kinda thing since everyone does it. And since people don't know me well. Okay here they are.

#1 I am very defiant

#2 I hate the kiasu aunties I see in public

#3 I really love banana drinks

#4 I used to have a Siamese cat named Missy who died and I was the only one witnessing her last moments

#5 I used to have a phobia of cats (still do)

#6 I love to snorkel

#7 I seriously want to be a ninja when I grow up

#8 I really like music which is so bad that it's good e.g locomia, A1

#9 I always get scolded by teachers for being oblivious ever since I was little

#10 I am always misunderstood by others

#11 I want to learn how to scuba dive

#12 I am really boy crazy

#13 I don't have a favourite colour

#14 I don't like ignorant people (although I am ignorant too)

#15 I am really pretentious

#16 I try my very best not to conform to anything (linked to #15)

#17 I love chicken rice and food in general

#18 I don't like being skinny

#19 I was brought up to think I was ugly

#20 I used to get mocked by other kids because I wasn't a 'pretty little girl'

#21 I constantly dwell on the past

#22 I have self-esteem issues

#23 I love my friends more than anything

#24 I have a serious craving for KFC right now

#25 I always think about my future husband

#26 Beautiful things/people make me sad

#27 I have never had wasabi before

#28 I am deprived - there are alot of things I haven't tasted/seen/read etc

#29 I prefer to be single though I do idealise about love

#30 I used to be a dreamer with many aspirations - now I'm just dull/boring/without a direction in life

Heheh now I shall add an emo photo of myself just to make the post complete and bloggery.

iie n0rt l00kinq at tuhh cam c0s iie feel uqqly w0rhhs

First day of my life

2010-09-16T15:22:00.002+08:00

The period between august to september just might have been the best and the worst period of my 17-year-old life.

So much for closure

2010-09-01T18:39:00.002+08:00

I'm confused. Just 3 days ago I was forgetting the whole event and it scared me, to forget so easily. Because more than anything, I don't want to forget.

Then the day after that my friend talked to me about it and I remembered once again.

And ever since then I keep dwelling upon it, wishing that I would just forget it.

Oh how much I contradict myself.

Delusion

2010-08-28T18:10:00.002+08:00

Maybe I am meant to live a life full of delusion.

It's just in my INFP nature....I guess.

2010-08-24T19:06:00.000+08:00

What I said in my previous post was right.

Just that it was worse than I imagined it to be.

YOG

2010-08-22T12:53:00.003+08:00

I have been constantly dreaming about athletes and YOG both when concious and unconcious. It says alot about the kind of effect volunteering in the YOG has left me.

I learnt about things from different people from different lands. It changed not only my perceptions of people but also of myself. I learnt to accept myself for what I am and especially how I look like. It was an amazing experience, one I will forever remember and possibly dwell upon.

It's different talking to foreigners and to locals. Foreigners always add in a kind of excitement when I'm talking to them cause of their different views on things. As Singaporeans we take things for granted. Just like how Singaporeans (myself included) thought the opening ceremony was ill-prepared. The foreigners just saw it as being amazing, awesome etc. And they have this kind of positivity which honestly makes me happy and not feel weird talking to them.

My friends always tell me stuff like "How are the athletes, are they hot" or somewhere along the lines of them being good-looking more often than not. That fact is undisputable. They are gorgeous. But what I'm trying to say is that looks is not at all the thing about them that matters. If you were put in that kind of place, all you'd want to do is to ask them about their country and culture, and how's life. You know, like something you can ask over a casual cup of tea. You'd also like to learn about how the people are like, not how they look. I don't know if I'm the only one who feels this way, probably not.

But what frustrates me is how people do not at all bother to learn about other people. They just throw themselves at certain people (i.e good-looking people) and take pictures without even engaging in a proper conversation. I understand that your hormones are raging but please have a certain degree of dignity. I'm not surprised though that many of these kind of people exist. I saw a bunch of girls who got athletes to sign on the back of the t-shirt which I thoroughly see as a ridiculous attempt at trying to get attention. Not only that, their bra strap was showing when they bent a little. They even got the athletes to pull the thin fabric of their shirt just to sign on it. It thoroughly disgusts me. What does it say about the kind of people in Singapore?

This is why I am not really anticipating the arrival of the germans at my school. I know I'm bitter, really bitter about this but I just don't want people to give foreigners the false impression that Singaporeans are cheap and desperate and would just throw themselves at people for the sake of it.

The best kind

2010-08-07T14:32:00.000+08:00

Dark-skinned boys :3

Are the best kind in SAJC.

Silat - Malay badassery at best

2010-08-07T13:03:00.010+08:00

(Pictures courtesy of Chris Lai)

Still suffering from post-performance-embarassment blues although people said it was badass.

In a good way

2010-08-07T12:50:00.001+08:00

Thou dost infect mine eyes.

Beauty is everywhere

2010-08-06T18:54:00.003+08:00

Sometimes when I look at beautiful people on the screen I wonder, why do only beautiful people represent the entire human population?

It seems as if the world is trying to create a superficial utopia.

Why can't average-looking ones be a celebrity, a model or even a singer?

At least by doing so people wouldn't be disillusioned and it gives us a reality check...

Okay, I admit

2010-08-06T17:21:00.002+08:00

SA has plenty of good-looking boys.....

Now I see why there exists the stereotype.

But many are cocky. So...NO.

Something good

2010-08-06T15:45:00.000+08:00

Free time alone by myself at home has got to be the best reward for a stressful, preoccupied, and emotional week.

I could finally channel these emotions into something good..

But sorry not today

2010-07-31T19:34:00.002+08:00

I was hoping to change my perception of them.

But I'm sorry, not today.

Why are they so frustrating and so....typical.

I'm disappointed. Not only by them but others as well...

Math pals

2010-07-28T21:27:00.001+08:00

The times when me and my 3 math pals are together are always the most epic. By math pals I mean Dilys, Karmen and Meishi. (Btw congrats to us for getting the highest MSG for math *winks*) Though I can't believe some science idiots laughed at the fact that none of us got As.

Dilys: I don't belong in this time period, I should have been born in the 18th century.

Me: I should have been born in the 70s or 80s.

Karmen: I should have just died as a baby.

Is this happiness?

2010-07-24T09:55:00.002+08:00

I just want my old life back.

Is that so hard to get?

Brandon Flowers

2010-07-11T08:59:00.003+08:00

HI, I THINK THE TITLE IS PRETTY SELF-EXPLANATORY. If you know me very well you would know I have this crazy obsession for Brandon Flowers since I was a little girl. 11 years old to be exact. Hahah okay I think I should let you know why I love him so much. Please brace yourself because this post is gonna be absolutely corny.

10 reasons why I love Brandon Flowers:

1) He's my first man crush

2) He's awkward

3) He's absolutely gorgeous (in my eyes)

4) He's a talented lyricist/poet/musician

5) He's extremely flamboyant ( a trait i like in guys)

6) He has his own take on things

7) He's married

8) He composes brilliant songs

9) He is extremely charming

10) He's mormon

Okay I think the 10th reason is a little weird but I kind of think mormons are cool cause they are the more conservative christians.

How can you resist this beautiful chunk of manflesh that is Brandon Flowers? Hahaha okay actually I like him 70% for his personality and only 30% for his looks. It's an added bonus.

Oh well.

Shakespeare's Sister

2010-07-10T17:39:00.007+08:00

Maisarah did this, seems fun. So I decided to do it too. :> It was done by putting my I-tunes on shuffle.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
No Buses - Arctic Monkeys

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Tomblands - The Libertines

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
505 - Arctic Monkeys
.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
All By Myself - Il Divo

(OMALAWD HOW DO THEY KNOW?!?!)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?

Koka Kola - The Clash

WHAT IS 2+2?

Four Horsemen Of 2012 - Klaxons

(Funny how in the future, 2+2 is no longer 4)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Gone - 'N Sync

(I have indeed lost my motto in life)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The Magnificent Seven - The Clash

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Pull Me Under - Dream Theatre

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Get Your Hands Off My Woman - The Darkness

(Yes I am gay)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Just Friends - Amy Winehouse

(Yeah just friends, no sexual intentions)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band - The Beatles

(HURHUR thinking at the person i like does make me feel slightly lonely)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
All You Need Is Love - The Beatles

(Omalord yes I am a firm believer of love)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
A Good Idea At The Time - OK GO

(Hmm yeah I would like to work in a think tank so contributing ideas would be my thang)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Jerk It Out - Caesars Palace

(Jerk what out? *pedoface*)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Live And Let Die - Guns N' Roses

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Forgotten Works - Klaxons

(Hell yeah klaxons is so for dancing to)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
While My Guitar Gently Weeps - The Beatles

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
The Card Cheat - The Clash

(Oh hale no I don't play no cards)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
You're The Reason I'm Leaving - Franz Ferdinand

(No offence people :P)

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Choo Choo - Arctic Monkeys
(I should probably look out for a certain choo choo in my life)

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
A Bad Dream - Keane

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Midnight Log - The Clash

(I have no idea what a midnight log is but I sure as hell don't regret it)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
On Top - The Killers
(Being on top makes me happy but no it doesn't induce laughter)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Coma - Guns N' Roses

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
The Man Who Sold The World - Nirvana

(Wow my husband must've been rich to sell the world to an extraterrestrial being)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Love On The Rocks With No Ice - The Darkness

(The idea does seem terrifying)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Lost In The Supermarket - The Clash

(No, no one would ever like someone who gets lost in the supermarket as easily as me)

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Phone Never Rings - The Castevets

(Yes the phone never rings when I worry bout things)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
What Became Of The Likely Lads - The Libertines

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Shakespeare's Sister - The Smiths

Change is the only constant

2010-07-10T16:40:00.002+08:00

I have a zit/pimple on my forehead and my eyebrow area. Yes, thus the title.

I hardly get zit/pimples but I think I do deserve it this time. I haven't taken care of my skin at ALL because of....school. I think. Actually no it's 70% due to the fact that I am lazy. Yes, I am a total lazy ass in case you don't know. I might as well sit on a frikkin couch and eat potato chips while watch tv all day until my resemblance is like that of a tuber because that's what I am, a FRIKKIN LAZY ASS COUCH POTATO.

Sigh. You know what? Now I know why my urbandictionary entries have been rejected. Because the good people of urbandictionary has allowed THEIR USERS to reject and to accept words. What I did next was to sign up on urbandictionary and reject certain words. >:) MUAHAHA.

Taken from a 2009 blog post:

"I can't wait to see the day when Adam comes up with a fantastic record and it will suck the daylights out of kris allen." THAT DAY HAS COME MY FRIEND. Indeed it has. Adam has also come out of his clean and conservative american idol shell and has emerged in utter androgyny. Yeahhuh. Now I'm wondering what Kris Allen feels like. But guess what? This just shows that Adam > Kris. So yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!

I am doing Richard now although he clearly states he's not shaped for sportive tricks. Unf unf unf.

Picture-y post

2010-07-04T11:01:00.009+08:00

Well well this week has been eventful. I guess for today I shall be a typical blogger and update about things that has been happening in my life (with pictures) YAY AREN'T YOU EXCITED? OKAY LETS BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
First of alllll my sister's bday was last week, sunday. (A day before the commencement of my CTs)I bought her a cookie from asianbakes since I couldn't order cupcakes.
Then my mum cooked a crab-themed family lunch in which she made these awesome baked stuffed butter crab with mozarella cheese.
And well, she made some delish chilli crab also. And yeah, that was some awesome espresso cheesecake. Heavy too.

MM yum family lunches at home are the best! I don't really enjoy family meals elsewhere.

Okay after sunday there was the CTs which I do not wish to talk about except probably for the fact that I screwed all of them.Sneak peek of art exam:

Hehehehehe. Thought that might catch your attention. But srsly, I did an essay on that.

Okay after CTs were done, on thursday, I went to watch Eclipse. I don't really have much positive things to say about that movie. All I could say was that I had a good laugh. It was a combination of the predictability of the movie (cause I read the book), the tweeny girls at the back of the cinema who cheered and swooned and probably fainted everytime some corny thing happened, rob patt's constipated face and Kristen Stewart's bad acting. See, this is why I don't like to watch movies at the cinema. Haha.
After that tho, me and diyanah went to this super isolated place at Buona Vista to get cupcakes. Boy, it was tiring. But the houses there were lovely. After the cupcakes, I bought myself a mini pitcher plant which is kept in this mini-terrarium thingy. It was so cute and I've always wanted to keep a carnivorous plant as a pet.
Well then yesterday I read Naruto 500 and i started to tear abit. Why? Cause naruto really is sad! They finally revealed naruto's mum and her pregnancy with naruto. Then I found out that sasuke's mum was friend with naruto's mum. And I saw a baby sasuke which was so cute! Okay and then yesterday I also realised something.

When I was watching the tempest at esplanade, this guy who was invisible in the play and was singing in the play caught my attention.
Recognise him? That's because he acts in shows like Dexter(where he plays dexter's brother), CSI, and the movie Hurt Locker. He plays orlando/ariel in the tempest, he's christian camargo. Of course, when I was watching the play, I didn't know who he was. Neither did I know all the other actors were bigshots too, like the actor Edward Bennett who came over to my school who works with David Tennant, a.k.a Doctor Who. I was so happy when he told us he worked with david tennant but nobody else seemed to know who david tennant was. So sad. I bet he expected a reaction.

Hehe okay I shall update this thingy if any more exciting things happen. Till then, bye!

Nobody ever had a dream round here but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me

2010-07-02T23:15:00.004+08:00

Everytime I go home on the mrt, I will start my zoning out fest, cause I have nothing better to do.

I realised today what my dream is. It's just like any other person's actually, nothing special. I just thought i'd write it down in case I forgot.

My dreams:
1) To be an art historian/curator
2) Get married
3) I want to adopt kids of different races ^^
4) I wanna live in a nice comfortable house preferably landed property
5) I wanna have a little kitty roaming around in my house
6) I want to have a tiny art museum in my house, with white walls and good lighting
7) I wanna have a pretty garden with many many orchids like that in Hort Park
8) To be the lead singer of a jazz band
9) To have picnics with my husband and children every weekend to watch the sun set (if i ever get married)

Told you it was typical!

Old twitter, I want you back!

2010-06-23T19:31:00.002+08:00

I miss using the old twitter, which was much more peaceful and not as overwhelming as my current twitterfeed.

I used to just follow just a few people, mostly people who don't really know me personally but knew I existed. It was nice, letting a few so-called 'strangers' into your life and vice versa.

Twitter was quiet, nice and peaceful back then.

Actually I can almost relate this to the industrialisation analogy.

If old twitter was an english countryside, new twitter is like the city with all the construction, pneumatic drills and extra noise pollution.

You get the picture, don't you?

Basically I am trying to get at the fact that I not only enjoyed the peace and privacy back then, but also hmm...i don't know how to explain this...probably...intimacy?

I don't know. My tweets are no longer personal anymore. They used to be, because not many people read my tweets anyway, and the people who did, didn't know me well to know what I was talking about. So it was nice, that feeling.

But you see, being the introvert I am, the more people reading what I have to write, the more I feel the need to not express my innermost thoughts. In fact, my tweets are superficial in the sense that I restrict what I write, because of the fear that people might judge. I mean, people are always there to judge, if you don't judge you're either inhuman or very open.

Anyhoo, what I am trying to get at is the fact that I have to restrict what I write because of the instinctive need to.

Also, I think I've come to an awful realisation. I can't help but to judge people the more I read their tweets. This is really bad. Of course, twitter allows anybody to give anybody an insightful view into their lifestyle, thoughts and feelings due to these short-messages or tweets. That is what twitter provides which other services can't. Tweets are entertaining, coming from people of course but sometimes I form negative judgements of people due to these. And I want to stop because it is not a healthy thing to do.

And sometimes I get overwhelmed by the number of tweets that I have to read after a day of not checking it. And it gets tiring, but I just can't help reading them.

But sometimes what I annoys me is what really minute things people can complain about...I don't mind if people tweet about the really insignificant happenings in their life, but really, there are certain types of tweets which frustrates me more than anything.

I guess the tweets I can't stand are the ones against my ideals.

Examples are tweets displaying ignorance, insensitivity, etc...

It makes me feel like retreating back into my protective shell and maybe stop tweeting altogether. :\

2010-06-21T16:49:00.000+08:00

Enjoying solitude very very much so. :)

People are strange

2010-06-15T11:41:00.002+08:00

I want to be alone more than anything now.

Sick and tired of certain people.

In the name of love!

2010-06-14T20:39:00.003+08:00

I don't like people who blame love for their misery.

Don't they realise that they're not only tainting love's name but they're the ones responsible for their own misery?

I believe what my sister says about love being simple. It is only people who complicate things. Ego, among the many things which exist hinder that kind of love only many dream of.

If love is not conceited and neither does it envy, why then do we see serpents?

The blame eventually goes to 'love' of course. But before you start blaming others for your own sadness, why don't you take a good look at yourself? All of us are flawed. Typically, it is these problems which get in the way of 'love', if it even is in the first place.

You might be skeptical towards what I think of course. Obviously. What do I, Nurul Afiah Bte Johari, who has never been in love ever know about love?

To top it all off like whipped cream on my favourite ice blended vanilla coffee, I'll leave you with a paragraph:

"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes."

2010-06-09T21:02:00.001+08:00

I'm sick and tired of always being the one giving in.

I'm sick and tired of always being taken advantage of.

I'm not a machine, not meant to be used

2010-06-08T20:13:00.002+08:00

I am honestly tired of trying to pacify people over and over just so that they can get the satisfaction for themselves. I'm okay with listening to people and their problems, but it's time i quit playing nice and let them deal with reality - harshly.

It's not that I am being individualistic, it's just that people are.

I know everybody has their own issues, but people need to understand that I do too.

And I might look all cheery and happy when deep down inside, I really am not. What I realised is that usually people who are encountering really huge problems are the ones who try to be happy on the outside, because they don't need another reason to feel down, by bringing other people down along with them.

I encounter emotional turbulence maybe everyday and trust me, my problems are not trivial either.

What I really dislike is people constantly dwelling on the same problems, thinking that it won't get better.

Whatever happened to faith, huh? Hope that god is there to alleviate pain.

I learnt that you can't keep moping around, it won't help. It won't alleviate your problems and neither will it bring you anywhere.

If you only have people pitying you all the time you're gonna feel even more sorrier for yourself. Is that what most people want? If it is, well then fine, be ready to embrace a life full of sorrow.

If they don't, listen to what I have to say.

So get that and move on.

High school drama

2010-05-25T22:10:00.002+08:00

I guess my first impression of SA was right. I remembered going to SA during the open house with Siqing and looking down at the canteen, I said "Why this place so high school-y ah?". Never would I think I'd have to use that phrase again.

First impressions are the worst way to judge things but for the first time, my impression was true. Until now I do still feel that it is very high school-y.

Never thought cliches exist but yes, there is a hierarchy in the school, a social one. The school pays a great deal of attention to the sports CCAs so jocks (or athletes) in the school are highly regarded and so called 'cooler' than those who aren't, especially those who proudly don the Team SAJC shirt.

I was discussing with Chloe today, after 2.4, saying that there really is an order in which things work in school, and that it never did cross our minds that cliches which exists only in american dramas would apply to us.

Unfortunately it does. But not so extreme of course.

I love SAJC and all my newly-acquired friends but i think the school makes me feel intimidated in all ways possible that I don't even want to begin.

It just makes you feel like a loser.

And that's all there is to it.

Hey

2010-02-19T19:22:00.002+08:00

Hey, I'm so sorry for not updating for such a long time. Have been really busy with school and I'm back to revising and mugging everyday.

School has been really great by the way, many wonderful things happened in SAJC, so I'm really thankful towards god for landing me in SA.

Actually, there's too much to say till I have no clue where to begin.

Hmm oh yes you know, in SA everyone thinks I look like somebody else, which is really odd, because only makciks tell me that. Apparently I have a very familiar face so everyone goes around asking me if I'm ____'s sister or if I attended ______. Hmm maybe I'm omnipresent?

But whatever it is, I'd rather be familiar-looking than be called a malay dancer. I don't know why many people told me I look like "I belong in malay dance" or that I have "The malay dance face". This is really weird cause malay dancers are pretty, short and curvy, unlike me. Hmm though nothing beats diyanah's "Afiah you look like a cookie". That was just uncalled for. Hahahaha.

Anyways, it's really awesome being in the arts stream because everyone is intelligent and different, it's so amusing. I can't name the many characters I've met so I'll just generalise that almost everyone I've met has really good linguistic skills. So yeah, life is really good for me right now, alhamdulillah.

I need to shit right now, if I am in a good mood I will post something else here. Or not, that's all there is for today.

Guten tag!

Yummy

2010-01-26T14:41:00.004+08:00

Books books books. These are the books i was supposed to finish reading by the end of my so-called 'holiday'. As you can see, the holiday is nearly ending, what with posting results released tomorrow. So I thought I'd just share the book titles with you (don't ask me why).

So far I've only completed number 5 & number 8 from the top. Looking forward to my latest addition, number 10. Looks really really gooooood. It looks so good that back then in KL i was smelling the book and my lips came so close to the book such that I left a lip balm mark on the book.

Not sure which are my personal favourites though.

Hmm did I bore you sufficiently?

2010-01-18T17:18:00.001+08:00

I just found a really cute illustration of Singapore via Robert Samuel Hanson.

His illustrations are amazing. This really made my day. :)

Poly? JC? Neither!

2010-01-18T14:19:00.002+08:00

I am such a typical indecisive hormonal teen. Everytime people ask me if I want to go JC or poly my answer would be "neither". Because this is really what I want. NEITHER. I don't want to go JC. I don't want to go Poly. What I really want is to go to an arts instituition. But arts instituitions are private & really really expensive.

Also, I am scared of using art as something which I'd want to pursue in the future.

1) It will kill my passion

2) I'm told that there are not many future prospects for artists in Singapore

So that leaves me the choice of going to either a very very academic instituition or a more hands-on kind of education. I'm happy that this time round Ibu was more flexible with me on the whole going to Poly thing. But I weighed out the pros and cons, and decided JC is the way for me, because I am still searching for that something which I really really am passionate about.

Anyways, right now I feel really dull sitting at home, not doing anything at all which I have interest in. I sleep like a sloth nowadays and get all sorts of cravings at home. Which is very un-typical of me (not on the craving part though).

Sigh, part of me wants JC to start, the other part.....well, not really looking forward to the people.

I hope the next few days I would find something really productive to do.

The only productive thing I did today was to read a whole wikipedia page on loch ness monsters. Ah I am getting lazier!

I love conversation histories!

2010-01-18T12:27:00.001+08:00

Yes I do love them, yes. I was reading the conversation histories that I had with ashiqa on msn and they made me laugh. The happiness is almost equivalent to that of reading a really really old diary.

I love things like these. They are able to bring back memories of the past and all the sorts, and made you realise how much you've changed over the years. And so...I'm reminded of me when I was in Sec 3 when I was reading the conversation history.

I can safely say that...I use vulgarities alot more in the past than I do now? Yes that's correct. Hehehe now I'm feeling nostalgic. I don't know why I keep feeling nostalgic these days. Maybe its the post-secondary school feel. Hmm I'd rather be feeling nostalgic all day than to feel like an android.

Damn I miss going out with Zulaikha & Ashiqa. Hmm, there are cheap plays coming out. I shall invite them out! :D

Sorry for the really really abrupt post.

Gastronomic people, don't be offended

2010-01-10T14:28:00.002+08:00

People say "The only way to a woman's heart is through her stomach,".

I say "The only way to my heart is through your art,".

I love my friend farah nurdiyanah because she makes me snunt on msn

2010-01-10T13:53:00.002+08:00

What's a snunt you ask? It's basically something I just coined (yippee).

Okay today is officially the first time i did a snunt, when all else is quiet. (Ugh btw beetles keep landing on my arm, once everyday)

Snunt (Suh-nunt): Snort-grunt

Okay so the next time something is really funny and you produced a noise you can't quite identify, its a snunt. Okay? That's what it is, a snunt.

I am waiting for the day a ladybird lands on my arm. Mmm. Or a dungbeetle would be nice too.

Okay fine I am blogging because I realised my blog is as dormant as a volcano or better still, as dormant as diyanah's LJ so yum here I am.

I realised too, that I used the word yum rather inappropriately. For example, when I see a cute baby I go yum which makes me think about diyanah and the dream she had about her biting off a baby's head because it was too cute. Which.......

Reminds me that I had a dream during the holidays where I had an alien foetus for a little brother. Please don't ask me why it was an alien foetus, and no, I am not making this up. I remembered in the dream I was carrying the little alien foetus everywhere I went and my mum loved it so much.

So one day, at popular bookstore I was carrying my little alien foetus brother around, and it slipped through my hand like a hamster and dropped between two piles of books. And somehow the two piles of books resembled a mini-valley and soon after, I was looking for my alien foetus brother. I got so worried and everything, I asked the popular staff to look for my alien foetus brother.

Suddenly, my alien foetus brother got squished and what remained was something which looked like blood splatter and the insides of a lizard when its abdomen is ripped in two....

Mmm I am absolutely and thoroughly and honestly enjoying my holiday because I learnt alot of new things. And plus, I've got piles of books I have yet to read...

I can't believe I blew my 100+ ringgit at berjaya times square on books when I was at Kuala Lumpur. Ah I can't help but have 'booklust' as Shameera calls it.

I just deposited my $200 in my bank and there's another $104 coming into my bank, but I don't think I'll be spending any. I like to see the figures in my POSB bankbook increase everytime, so it explains why I don't like to spend excessively.

Hmm I wonder how people can just blow their money on things. But I guess different people are different. Half the time I don't know what I want, so I'll just keep the money for future use, like taking classes and the sort. (Much more worth to me)

I'm going off. My dear desktop is finally getting fixed so I don't have to use two computers at once anymore.

Alrighty tura dearies! :)
(P.S Until now I still don't know what language tura is in, I only know neil buchanan uses it at the end of every Art Attack show)

I am myself again

2009-12-19T12:31:00.004+08:00

That's me in the cheesy costume. This was after me and my mates somehow went to the Louvre, Paris after the Normandy landing in D-day. Now we know what happened to those missing victorian and edwardian era paintings. Seems like they weren't ravaged by the blitzkrieg after all. Don't ask me why I am posing like that. It seems like I had a momentary bout of narcissism. After all, anybody wise enough to parade around in a superman costume during the second world war ought to get their picture taken, because superman is supposedly bulletproof & super; which makes the krauts want to shoot him even more. Like Hitler, who survived 42 assassination attempts.

Oomph here I am again! (It's not my fault for having a kevlar vest on okay)

Wow I look so FIERCE. Whatever that means. This was actually me, supposed to look like Sir Eisenhower. Wardrobe malfunction explains it. Oh well. This was actually after the failure of Operation Market Garden. Thats why the men here look slightly depressed. Also, I guess my costume lowered their morale. Also, one of my men has a real perky butt. Anybody realised? No? Darn.

Around 20 years after that happening, I was present for the release of The Beatles' album, Please Please Me. But I'm not present in the photo though. I know, so sad right? :( Okay here's the picture.
Aww the beatles did please please me well.

Alright, that's all for now. I sense waves of nostalgia!

I MISS MY FRIENDS

2009-12-09T18:26:00.000+08:00

I miss all my friends so much! The only time when we'll meet again is during the O level results release! Sigh, and I think I'll really miss all my commonwealth friends, its been a great 4 years. I wonder how all of you are doing. Gosh I really miss my classmates particularly for making every day wonderful.

Sigh anyways I realised there are a list of people whom I wanted to go out with but haven't got a chance to.

1) Farah
2) Huda
3) Liana
4) Si Qing
5) Shahirah
6) Si Hui

If you guys are reading my blog, please tell me when you guys are free!

Till then!

My global position systems are vocally addressed.

2009-12-02T18:56:00.003+08:00

They say the Nile used to run from east to west...
They say the Nile used to run from east to west...

Well hey! This is another one of my incoherent blog posts where I write about something totally not related to my life. Yes, I enjoy being consistently inconsistent. You, my friend, should be happy because if I were to write something about what happens in my life, my blog name wouldn't be "am-i-that-hysterical" anymore but probably "typicaltweengal" or summat or nothing or whatever. Right...ha-ha.

Okay welllllll speaking of blog names, the other time maisarah asked me through the facebook chat thingy magingy what her blog name was. I was thinking of something like "iamsecretlyemo" or "hipposrus" or "selfproclaimedrodent" or "iloveafiah" or something like it. Then she sent me an sms saying her blog name is like this h_ _ _ _ f_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. So, you know o levels being over and everything i was guessing something like hello freedomss or happy faloofles or something happy, bright and quirky like a flying Mary Poppins.

*Inhales* So...(to my dismay) my dear friend Maisarah Bte Hamzah told me her new blog's name is hairy fantasies. Okay okay i think the blog name is pretty cute but whoa! Really unexpected. On a brighter note, Maisarah writes awesome stuff so do give her blog a read! Damn, I should really do advertising when I grow up. I like to come up with catch phrases and captions and things like that.

I think Ris Low is so unoriginal. I mean come on, what kind of word is boomz? It doesn't have a meaning for one. Two, she just enhances the word boom with a Z. Three, there's only one syllable in that freaking word of hers. Four, IT HAS NO FREAKING DEFINITION. So how, or rather why do people even make a big fuss out of boomz? Not to mention that I do not, find it amusing, witty, or funny in any sort of way.

Oh my goodness I really can't stand the stupidity of the Singapore Idol theme! "Step up and dance". That has got to be a disgrace to the history of idol themes! What kind of stupid theme is that, hello, earth to singapore idol, this is a singing competition not a try-your-luck-dancing competition and neither is it a rihanna wannabe competition. Eew the theme is so wannabe. I'd rather 'zig a zig ahh' to Spice Girl's wannabe than to watch that episode of Singapore Idol.

Whatevs.

I am the rain

2009-12-02T18:46:00.002+08:00

I am the rain
Held in disdain
Lotions and potions just add to my fame
The rime that in spain
Fall on the plain
The truth is I'm ruthless
I can't be contained.

I'm the rain

My friend the wind
To breath he is twinned
Blow high or low high
Tornadoes to spin

My mother the cloud
In widow's black shroud
Gives birth to the earth
Before fields can be plowed

Up in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipe

I'm the rain

My cousin the snow
Lays blankets below
States that her falkes are
The threads to the soul

My rival the sun
Who ripens the plum
Is feared and revered
He gives sight to the gun

Up in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipe

Up in the sky, we've demand to supply
I am necessity, base of the recipe

I am the rain, am the rain

I am the rain, who's held in disdain
The truth is I'm ruthless, I can't be contained...

-Pete Doherty

Hello lovely people

2009-11-27T10:50:00.002+08:00

Well I guess by now we all are, to a certain extent, motiveless in life? I don't know about you, but I feel that way.

Yesterday we went to Amy's to see her little niece and Ashiqa started calling up numbers from the job ads section in the newpaper.

So then it struck me that I too, should get a job. So yesterday, by chance, I stumbled upon some random facebook message, saying that they are looking for staff to some kind of retail place.

So I'm like, "why not?" and opened it and I am stoked to find out the sort of job it is. Well maybe the word stoked is slightly over-exaggerated but yes, I think the job was sent to me down a freaking stone tablet by a ray of light.

I am going with Shameera on wednesday to check this place out and I hope they still have some vacancies!

Talked to sham yesterday, and I started sputtering some random nonexistent words. I ought to get these patented!

Unfaire: Undo

"Sham, that is so UNFAIR, why do you get to play Modern Warfare two? You better unfaire that action of yours!"

Pulpous: Pompous + Someone so irritating you feel like squishing them to a pulp

"I hate that pulpous girl. Damn, I think her self-esteem is characterised by her ability to parade around in clothes that fit her too well."

Alrighty thats all for now, people who are keen to read my blog. Till then!

Auf wiedersehen

2009-11-15T09:43:00.003+08:00

HELLO LOVELY PEOPLE WHO ARE DONE WITH O'LEVELS!

I am glad to say that I am back. Hehehe.

Everyday feels so free now, and I have been catching up on sleep. Just yesterday I slept at 7, woke up at 9.30 to eat prata, and went back to sleep till 8 today.

Anyways, I'm contemplating on what to splurge my money on, since I've been more or less given the liberty to shop.

There are certain new albums I think I might get, but others I'll just download. :)

I don't know if Arctic Monkey's Humbug is worth using my money for. I'd also like Adam Lambert's For Your Entertainment. The Killer's Day & Age. Maybe Pete Doherty too? I am trying to find Babyshamble's Shotter's Nation online but there's none. :(

Ah, I can't wait to go shopping.

Shopping for clothes I mean. Damn, I love winter collections! They have really awesome blazers, jackets and coats!

Can't wait can't wait!

Anyways, I really can't believe my 4 years of Secondary School is over. It went by so unbelievably fast. I can still vividly recall my Secondary 1 days. Sigh. I'm gonna miss everyone and anyone I've come across throughout those 4 years. Really.

Okay I think I shall end here. Goodbye!

I don't bet

2009-08-09T17:49:00.000+08:00

But whoever who buys a 4D ticket today with the number:3989 will get a prize! Why? Because I reached my 300th tweet today and because it is National Day! Hahahahah. Go go go buy!

2009-07-06T16:48:00.002+08:00

I'm so sorry I don't think I would be using this blogger anymore! (Not at the moment) Au revoir!

Then & now

2009-06-12T11:25:00.006+08:00

Browsing through my computer, I found lots of old photos.

I just came to compare how my siblings and I have changed over the past 14 years. Hahaha.

Past:

Present:I'm still wearing what looks like suspenders.

I don't think I've changed.

I iz a happy kitteh

2009-06-11T17:31:00.002+08:00

I am absolutely happy and delighted today.

Why?

1) Had fun during school singing oldies with Maisarah and irritating the crap out of Shahirah
2) I bought The Sims 3.
3) I borrowed slumdog millionaire from Mariana.
4) My sister is coming back tomorrow.
5) I had a sudden interest in revision. (I usually do it because I am forced to)

Woohoo!

MATS REJOICE!

2009-06-07T10:36:00.004+08:00

Why?

Here's why:
If you're wondering why 'afiq', it's because it's a typical mat name.

Surprisingly there's a definition for lians and bengs on urbandictionary. But not mats and minahs.

HAHAHAHA! And that is why Adam Khoo is never wrong about 'dreaming big'.

For reasons unknown

2009-06-06T12:46:00.005+08:00

Yesterday after school me and Zulaikha went to Yoghurt Place to get some Frozen Yoghurt. Yum yum. It was absolutely delish. Tasted slightly like sherbet ice cream. So what we did after that, was that we counted the number of people who stared at the yoghurt we were eating. Believe it or not, the number reached till 42! 42!!!!! It's quite a feat if you ask me. Hahahah. We had a real good time laughing. I actually purposely grabbed a spoonfull of the yoghurt with fruity pops before putting it into my mouth for all to see! HAHA. It's fun especially when there are annoying little kids walking around. They will stare at you and in your mind you'll go "Too bad you can't have any". It is awesome I tell you!

Well yesterday at school Shamir showed us some cool-ass magic card tricks. It was quite okay lah, except that it was especially cheesy when Shamir did that staring-into-your-eyes-to-read-your-mind-kinda-thing. He donned the signature bollywood look when he stared into my eyes except that it wasn't like whatever he intended it to be. It was so corny. I didn't even know how to react when he so called 'guessed' my card. Because I don't play cards at all and I don't even know what the cards are called. HAHA. So I didn't react when Shamir so called pulled off that look.

Oh gosh I'm so sick of mugging. It gets really very tiring. And I didn't realise it was a school holiday until my dad told me the road was empty because it was the school holiday. And I'll say "huh, holiday?". I swear I didn't realise it was the June holidays. Just feels like normal school to me. Anyways it gets kinda tiring when your mum doesn't have a handphone and she asks you to send an angry sms to your dad using your handphone. Worse thing is..you're the one typing it. So well, yeah.

Dunno why she so pms these days. Everything also membebel.

This post was brought to you by Shamir and his amazing mind reading powers through looking into other people's eyes. Hahaha I'm just kidding.

Something extra

2009-06-04T21:42:00.015+08:00

Is it just me and my raging hormones or is there something very delish about Brandon Flowers today. Something extra. I just thought that he sounded super sexy in one of his songs when he sang it although I have heard it for the hundredth time today. Hmm..must be hormones. Mmm.. BRANDY. HAHAH. I used to have this stupid phrase for Brandon Flowers back in my fangirling days. Things like "My BF, Brandon Flowers," and "He's my own personal Brandy". Omgay so cheesy and so embarassing and so disgusting but yeah, I'm still reminiscing on those days when I used to be all..stupid. I told Shameera my boydar has been off for as long as I can remember and she told me hers was on 24/7. Gosh.

Whatever it is, I miss boy Brandon. I don't like Brandon-man and the way he is now. Brandon boy was so cute and loveable and it was during those times in P5 when I was still happy that Brandon boy was so cute and so available. Now he's so moustachy and so old and so married and so mormon. And he's like the weird guy who wears some weird termite costume saying "Spaceman says everybody look down". Spaceman is probably him and he probably got that idea from Star Trek. Which now reminds me of Zachary Quinto. Who is also very delish. But back to the story. BRANDON IS A CHANGED MAN. See for yourselves!

Boy Brandon:

His hair is so kental but its damn cute!

Brandon-man:

BRING ON THE MOUSTACHES AND THE WEIRD OUTFITS!

Why are there no super unglam photos of him?!? All I can find are these super hot ones of him. *Gasp* Oh noez, not the stubble! Stubble...is...too...hot...to...handle. OH NO THE SUIT! NOT THE SUIT! Oh shizz I am gonna explode! And with that, I am at the mercy of Flowers.

Needless to say, Flowers looks good in everything and anything. Gosh I feel so euphoric now. It's like a natural high. Thanks for the Flowers.

P.S Can't wait to crash Shameera's house. I'm so lucky to have Shameera. Never have I met someone who willingly allows people to crash their houses. Wow Sham, I applaud you for that. And Yan and Mice, please be available!

Jump in the pool

2009-06-04T20:15:00.002+08:00

From ffffound

This is pretty self-explanatory. I think if I were to make notebooks, it would look like that. Considering the type of person I am.

Need to get outta this

2009-06-01T17:34:00.008+08:00

Goodness gracious this is so hilarious.

Just some random photos I found of arctic monkeys since vegetarianfen told me they look 'different'.

Jamie HAHAHA. What do you think, Maisarah? ISN'T HE IS HOT NOW?!?!?
Paul McCartney turned Alex Turner. HAHA.

I'm still satisfied about Nick and not disappointed that I picked him out of the other three before. Still, he reminds me abit of Harrison.

Let's compare...

Front View:

Side View:

HAHAHAHAHA.

New franchise

2009-05-31T19:36:00.004+08:00

Well today after madrasah I wanted to go home, but Ibu and ayah and abang went to pasar for awhile, so I decided to stay over at Farah's house.

And woah, her house is like a freaking cinema! It's like, you name the movie, they got it. So anyways, we ended up watching the first Harry Potter, while Farah fried me some fries, tempuras, and seaweed chicken! Yum yum. I was drooling over Sean Biggerstaff, the guy who played Oliver Woods. So anyways, at 5.30 i went home, and thanked Farah for everything. She's so wonderful & lovely.

When I came home, Nasi Briyani greeted me, and not only that, there were two KINDER JOYS! OMD (Oh mon dieu) let me tell you this must be mere coincidence, earlier during madrasah me and farah went NTUC to buy kinder joy but it was out of stock. So I was an unhappy afiah all the way back, but my mum bought for me one! I'm like overjoyed! Anyhoo, I texted Farah about the two kinder joys and we got all excited.

Yes, me and farah are kinder joy enthusiasts. We are like kinder joy pros who buy 2 everytime we go to madrasah. I told Farah the toy I got and this was how it went like.

Me: My bro got the goldfish from the alligator thing! And I got the squirrel like the one you got the other time! *All excited*
Farah: Oh hahah! Retarded ah that thing. Your bro don't know how to choose toys. I realise the toys that we get are like limited. Its like repeated.
Me: Ya I know. But must excuse him lah, he's a first-timer.
Farah: Hahah! First timer! Must teach him the skills. We're like pro already.

Bottom line is: dun mess wit us cuz we r kinder joy proz wit pro kinder joy skillzoz wit pro kinder joy toy predicting powerzxzxz!

Ah I realised how much I suck at typing that kind of lolspeak. Nevermind, I shall stick to the use of proper English. Eet eez zee bezt!

Anyhoo, I'm going off now, to study for oral.

For kinder joy first-timers who don't know how it looks like, here's a picture. Enjoy!

P.S I'm so satisfied with my free grammatics single. :)

Randoms from ffffound

2009-05-30T15:46:00.009+08:00

I seriously have nothing better to do right now, so let me just share a few pictures that have caught my eye from ffffound.
The last one looks so 3D! I love it so much! I shouldn't even start on the second and the third.

Gosh I can't wait to go to uni to pursue my dreams!

Anyways, I shall take advantage of this moment to say:

I HATE KRIS ALLEN AND ALL THAT VOTED FOR HIM FOR IDOL!

I know this is a little late, but yeah. And to add on, I can't wait to see the day when Adam comes up with a fantastic record and it will suck the daylights out of kris allen.

P.S He really isn't cute. I just don't think so anyway.

A mere thought

2009-05-29T18:44:00.002+08:00

Just a couple of thought-provoking pictures I found on ffffound.com.

From ffffound.com

I wish I could do the same for myself.

From ffffound.com

This is so lovely.

From ffffound.com

Hahahah I love this one the most. Men are too simple.

But if you look twice

2009-05-19T20:22:00.003+08:00

I have alot of so-called 'productive thoughts' in my head..

Except that now I can't remember it any more.

Today I went to Jurong Point at 2.40 with Zulaikha to catch Angels and Demons at 3. It was awesome! Except that some parts lari abit. Not abit actually, alot. I was very disappointed because they didn't show the illuminati diamond! Illuminati diamond is so cool okay, its like earthairfirewater together and when you look at it upside down its still the same!!

Coolest thing ever!

Anyways throughout the whole movie I was secretly critiscising the catholics in the movie and how stupid they are. I mean no offence or anything but the book is also trying to tell us that the catholic people in the Vatican are silly. So yeah. (What more with their silly costumes and stuff)

Point is, it just makes me feel thankful for my own religion, you know what I mean? Like I kinda think they're stupid for not using science to prove the existence of god and that the churches and the scientists have been long fighting a war over that. Isn't it seriously stupid? I mean seriously seriously. Isn't science supposed to do that? And I really hate scientists. They just like to make things worse and complicate things. I.e Antimatter

Gosh. Anyways I just realised that my sitting position in the classroom is like an estuarine delta. The class is like a rubbish river and the pathway of the rubbish ends at my place, the mouth of the river. The sediments (rubbish) are blown by the wind from other places in which theres alot of litter and it accumulates at my sitting position. Which is really irritating to the max because I don't like to see litter and because it is really unfair that me and Siqing have to do all the cleaning. And plus, my teacher probably thinks I'm some kind of dirtbaguette or dirtmagnet who attracts dirt or probably litters alot, thats why I always get things like "Afiah, don't mind ah". My fault now?

I'm not a freaking slit-eyed dirtbag! I don't litter. Whats your problem? I realised that certain groups of people hire things for everything, that's why they get over dependent on the things they hire to do the work for all of them.

I'm being such a female dog here I know but certain things really irritate me alot.

I hate certain groups of people for not having courtesy. Seriously. It's not extreme courtesy its BASIC courtesy. Gosh I wonder how they were all raised. Now I know why Singapore has some kind of 'Be Nice' or 'Courtesy' campaigns which I think is rather pointless..if you're old, nobody can impart moral values into you. Don't you think that is a tad bit too general? I mean, not every Singaporean lacks courtesy okay, it's just...certain groups. I tend to get irritated when people hit me (I'm not the one hitting them) and I will say sorry instinctively, but they who hit me, will just walk away with an unpleasant looking face. (I really dont know how to describe it) Like really, at least acknowledge me or say its okay or say I'm sorry because you're the one at fault darn it!

I can't help but to rant I'm sorry I guess I shall go off now. Bye!

This river is wild

2009-05-16T17:16:00.002+08:00

I feel like an unstable metal compound.

I react with almost anything and everything.

Sad to say that

2009-04-14T22:14:00.003+08:00

This blog has become a ranting blog.

And with that..

I shall say that..

I HATE SCIENTISTS TO THE CRUST, THE MANTLE, AND FINALLY, THE CORE!
Scientists include mathematicians, biologists, chemists.

They make life irritating and troublesome by complicating god's creations.

I am sure chemistry, biology and mathematics would be much simpler without people who name insignificant things just to get a name for themselves and to gain money!

THEY ARE COMPLICATING LIFE FOR US!

WHY CAN'T SCIENTISTS BE LIKE HISTORIANS! JUST STICK TO ONE SUBJECT AND DON'T TRY TO ALTER AND TO RENAME THINGS AND HAVE 2 NAMES OR MORE JUST FOR ONE THING!

For example: A carpel is also a pistil or gynoecium
An aqueous chamber is also an aqueous humour

What the hell why can't you just stick to one name stop confusing us any further can or not?!?!?!

Never knew such people existed

2009-04-10T14:08:00.001+08:00

Is it just me or are you really that uncompassionate?

Are you even human?

I feel like peeling myself now

2009-04-02T18:56:00.002+08:00

Why you ask?

Look at the exam timetable carefully.

Look under the 29th of April.

What does it say?

CH(SS) and A Maths Paper 1.

REJOICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Of course, only everyone secretly wishes that their birthday falls on the two most careless-mistake-prone subjects. :)

2009-04-01T21:37:00.002+08:00

Oh ducker I am going to explode.

I can't even believe that such naturally cold and rude people exist on the surface of this earth.

Oh gosh I hope you get tortured by a sea of satans being extra cruel (and probably rude) to you in hell.

Don't think you're the only one with loads of work to do.

If you're wondering..

2009-03-29T12:33:00.005+08:00

What I do on a typical Saturday and Sunday afternoon, the answer is this:

No, I don't make blinds.

I just love peering out of the window on a sunny Saturday and Sunday morning to see the sun rays in its utter glory.

It's so beautiful. It makes me happy and calm somehow.

Well if earth is so wonderful, I wonder how eden is like.

O_O I shall not think too far.

Now I'm listening to backstreet boys to keep me going for my chemistry revision.

(You're the one for me you're my ecstasy, you're the one i need.... get down, get down, and move it all around..)

Btw yesterday I was looking for a bio revision book, and then I flipped through the pages.

Do you guys know that the cornified layer of the skin epidermis is also known as the horny layer?

:)

Happy

2009-03-28T16:40:00.003+08:00

I'm so so happy right now!

Cause my brother sent me the whole entire The Clash and The Ramones discography!

Woo oh my gosh I can't describe how happy I am.

Almost euphoric. Their songs are so nice!

Oh my goodness i just realised how awesome The Clash are. In fact, Clash's "children", The Libertines, are nothing compared to them.

To add on to that, these are the little wonders which I found in my mum's garden.

I love nature! Now I sound like some kind of environmentalist. And that's probably why I'm the environmental champion of my class.

Pissed

2009-03-22T12:46:00.004+08:00

I am really very pissed now because and only because..

HEYMATH IS NOT GIVING ME ANSWERS!

Here I am, doing A math revision worksheet and it is not telling me how to get the equation of a circle! I had to rack my brains and solve the question solely from my old rusty memory (& probably making r the subject), as you all know, is pathetic because I have short term memory loss.

AND STUPID HEYMATH IS GIVING SOME SPACESHIP CRAP WHICH DOESN'T EFFING HELP AT ALL.

AND ITS PAID FOR TOO!

$75 off my edusave money for some spaceshuttle shit!

I have better things to do with my edusave money, and my edusave, now is in a pathetic state.

There are probably maggots rotting away in the digital vault where they keep edusave money, which I am sure, the government is feeding off.

And what do these maggots thrive on? Cocaine from the dollar notes.

Explains why I have $0.00 in my edusave account now. It is not fair. Why is my edusave always in a pathetic state while my friends who are the oldest in the family or the sole kid in the family have like never ending supply of edusave money?

I bet this is similar to the 'one child' only policy in China except that in Singapore more advantages are given to the 'number one' kids.

Which is unfair really.

I just realised that I am babbling and ranting on pointlessly like an old cranky A Math teacher. I guess this is all because of stupid heymath not aiding in my A Math revision.

I guess I shall do my A Math revision worksheet now before Luke Skywalker & Obi Wan Kenobi appears on my computer screen.

Stuff

2009-03-20T16:26:00.004+08:00

Damn I'm so in love with music by The Coral.

It's so simple yet so nice. It has this folk-ish sound to it that's so really nice. I'm so pissed. I can't find their songs anywhere online. :( Maybe I'd have to buy it someday.

The Rascals too. A part of me thinks that Rascals are slightly better than Arctic Monkeys, for reasons unknown. I guess its because i'm sick of listening to their songs.

And I can't help but to youtube up Adam Lambert performances. I look forward to Adam, Danny, Matt & Megan every week. My personal favourites. I don't like Kris for some weird reason.

For one, I don't think he deserved to be in the top 13 even. He got in because people think he's cute. Well he IS cute but his whole look just doesn't appeal to me. It's so..conventional.

Cute would be like Anoop & Alex from top 36. And maybe Ricky.

Matt is hot.

Jorge is cute.

Michael's kids are cute.

Adam & Danny is talented.

Scott is blind.

And Kris is just..cute?

Well, to be in the finals you must be ABLE to sing, but to me Kris isn't really outstanding or outsinging anybody else.

Okay to be honest I don't want Kris to be the Sanjaya type of person where he can't sing but he's in just because he's cute.

It's just really irritating.

If matt or danny or adam gets out before Kris does not because they didn't perform well I am going to smash my tv into little glass shards. And then probably throw it out the window.

Complaint Mail

2009-03-17T11:36:00.004+08:00

Well, it is rather unorthodox for me to write complaints. I don't usually do this.

Yesterday, I wasn't allowed to watch Slumdog Millionaire at GV Jurong Point cause 'I haven't turned 16 yet '. Well I'm not saying that it isn't true, it is, it's just that I find it so very unreasonable.

Just look at what I have to say to the GV people in my complaint letter:

(Enlarge please)
And here is the final final edited one!
In your face GV JP PEOPLE.

I hope you get sacked. Heh.

H.E.L.P!

2009-03-08T11:52:00.004+08:00

Oh my goodness gracious me.

Help!

1) There's a bunch of honeybees building a nest near my neighbour's house outside. Meaning, I can't go to my lift lobby. Disgusting, DISGUSTING, I TELL YOU!
They are creating a spawning nest at the electricity supply closet to give birth to mutated electrohoneybees! ISN'T THAT LIFE-THREATENING?
2) There's Math Common Test this Monday. (Tomorrow)
3) I have NO IDEA ABSOLUTELY what is Rates Of Change about.

Passion?

2009-02-28T09:14:00.004+08:00

After painstakingly completing the whole 23 pages of the ecareers survey, this is what I've gotten:

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I'm so happy. I sort of knew before doing this survey what I wanted to do in life, but not till that extent. It specifies exactly what type of career matches you. Hahaha. Oh my gosh.

I'm surprised I didn't get psychologist. :( I know I want to help people in life. Well that's the one thing I'm sad about, and the fact that there's nothing on that list which has any relation to nature. As far as I remembered, I rated a good scale for the ones related to nature and the ones on helping people.

Oh well.

This ecareers thing is only one-sided. They will only look into one aspect of careers. Geez.

I'm so sad that the jobs offered for me offers low salary cause these jobs are not big in Singapore.

Why? Singapore is not big on arts. >:(

:'(

Rant rant rant rant

2009-02-27T20:48:00.003+08:00

Oh gosh no offence or anything but I kinda hate it when I go to random blogs and suddenly there's background music.

I don't care about the kind of music they play i just can't stand it cause it makes me jump everytime cause the speakers are really loud.

So on behalf of other people who jump(literally) when some kind of music comes from some blog background music, I won't put music.

1) Because I feel for the faint-hearted
2) I am not tech-savvy enough to put songs in blog backgrounds

Note to self: Off speaker before visiting other's blogs.

Freekin toired

2009-02-27T20:42:00.002+08:00

The title says it all.

Today i felt like vomiting two times.

The first after running.

The second after the two spazzes Ashiqa & Syaz spun me round and round at the playground.

I hate the feeling.

Lazy to put up pictures.

Save it for the morning after.

I'm so mean

2009-02-26T20:54:00.003+08:00

I have been changing my PM in msn in reply to people's PMs without them realising?

Hahaha. It's fun especially when some contacts of yours are minahs.

Without them realising, you are actually making fun of them?

Isn't that fun?

I look like an apple

2009-02-26T20:31:00.002+08:00

I just had a haircut and I think the aunty over-layered my hair.

Now I look like a fruit.

No, actually I think I look like a betty. With the short hair and aprons cooking fried eggs at a diner. Dunno why but the hair reminds me of 60s hair. I'm not perasaan-ing or anything but I just think the hair is like the post modern look.

Whatever. Enough bout the hair.

Adam Lambert has voice higher than me or than a woman's!
What theeeeeeeee. His vocal range is crazy ass awesome. And no, I'm not really attracted to him I just don't. Not that I can, problem is I can't. I don't know, his face just doesn't appeal to me. Good-looking yes, appealing no. No no no no. And no la kakak he doesn't look like the 4th Jonas Brother please don't insult Adam by comparing him to a Jonas Brother.

I am a sour apple.

And that is why I have no worries that insects will infest me due to sugary sweetness.

65/50. Beat that!

2009-02-26T12:51:00.006+08:00

Hahaha this is just so super hilarious. Believe it, and no nots, I got 65/50 for my geography re-exam.

I am not kidding. I thought it was some kind of hoax. I couldn't believe it either. Until I saw it for myself in black and white.

It's the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me. But I think it's not a first for Mr.Gerald.

But whatever. I am thankful to get marks which are impossible to get. Alhamdulillah.

Maybe prayers works in weird ways. Since I wished that I would at least pass this test, I got unbelievably weird marks. :O

I am otherwise happy, cause this is the first time i got an A1! :D

Anyways, yesterday started out totally suckish. But it was kinda worthwhile to wear my NPCC uniform. Kinda looks good.

The geography re-exam made my day. Heh.

And to top it all off like whipped cream on my favourite coffee bean vanilla ice blended, i saw double rainbows yesterday from my house.See that? One is so bright but the other is sort of faded. It's so beautiful I love how the colours blend perfectly. There's two if you look carefully.

It's like one of those nature's miracles which I really really like. But nothing beats sunrise in the morning. :D

So wonderful.

Cough cough

2009-02-19T21:11:00.002+08:00

I have been coughing like shizz until my chest hurts. Really hurts. I sound like an elephant every time i batuk.

Except that mine comes from the throat, not the nose.

Ugh.

I just presented my news article today and I really have no idea why my hands were shaking. I get weird seizures at weird moments. Anyhoo, I wasn't scared or anything but i really don't understand why my left hand was shaking. Reflex action i guess.

Twitch twitch.

Ooh spazzy.

I feel a sense of wistfulness :O

2009-02-19T21:01:00.001+08:00

Omg I hate this feeling of nostalgia.

I don't know if nostalgia is a good or bad thing but it's a bad thing for me because it makes me all weepy.

Coined

2009-02-12T19:06:00.001+08:00

I just coined a new word.

It's called 'Aiyamak'

It's a mixture of aiya and alamak.

It should go into the singlish dictionary!!!

Before I forget

2009-02-12T16:54:00.003+08:00

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY MAISARAH BTE HAMZAH.

SELAMAT HARI JADI ANGAH! (My makcik)

And on 10th of February's behalf HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY ABANG!

*Pants*

Too many February babies!

Still got somemore but forget who.

Saying politically right things is not the politically right thing to do.

2009-02-12T16:31:00.003+08:00

I just came back from the Peranakan museum and it was awesome. Too bad there was too little time, I didn't get to read all the exhibits!

I particularly love the syair written on the museum wall and I love everything about the Peranakan museum. I wanna go again! I like the way they write malay, it's like old malay or malay mixed with Chinese. It's awesome.

Just as I am typing malay i see the word 'malay' underlined in red at the bottom, meaning, malay is not in the dictionary.

This is so unbelievably outrageous. How can they not include the word malay in the dictionary? Are we really that insignificant? Or are the westerners all just dumb or is there something wrong with blogger?

Anyways, on the slip of paper with the feedback on the learning journey they asked "what other things do I wish to learn from this Learning Journey" or something like that. I wrote "I wonder why there is racial discrimination in Singapore when the Peranakans can accept another's culture very well?".

Well, if someone were to read that I think I would get scolded for being insensitive or insulting or whatever crap but I am just stating what I feel. Really. If peranakans are straight from China people shipped to Malaysia and can adapt to malay culture very well, I don't see why there were racial riots in the 19th century though peranakans existed long before that. Right?

Expressing your opinions is the politically right thing to do but when we do this we are not stating things which are politically right. Am I right? This is so contradictory and I can't stand it. I don't like contradictory things its just so..............frustrating.

Damy Winehuff

2009-02-10T01:03:00.003+08:00

Yes! Finally Duffy won something at the Grammys! It's time she won something. She won best pop vocal album for her album Rockferry.

Anyways, I just listened to Adele the first time and she sounds like Duffy + Amy Winehouse mixed together. Kinda weird, but her voice is still nice nevertheless.

I am also blogging here to announce happily that I am sprouting rashes once again! And this time it's on my arms.

Stupid rashes. Ooh and partial fractions keeps me awake!