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dal

I am not obliged to update regularly nor put up posts to your interests.


curl fingers, hi
here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

Saturday, August 25, 2007
10:45
Four thirty in the morning and I heard meows coming from the corridor. I immediately knew it was oren even though I wished it was tompok. I dashed to the study room window and saw her cute round eyes staring back at me. She continued to beg for food as I kept on smiling. Dad came beside me and she turned her pleas to him.
I know dad would love to pamper her if not for the concern of our neighbour; what if she becomes a nuisance to our neighbours if she always comes up? Like once tompok did?
Oren is very manja. She rubs against your leg like nobody's business. Too bad her fur is not as velvety as tompok's. if tompok is a girl, I bet you she'll be a pretty one.
Gosh why do I have weakness on such creatures. One day I shall go spca and search for tompok. One day.


Saturday, August 18, 2007
22:12
i gave area games day a miss to attend a malay workshop today at johor. although i don't regret it, i'm still wondering how much i missed out. i also missed the opportunity to go out with my old friends, to watch the fireworks at marina bay. and today is the last day.

reached home and was all eager to blurt out what had happened during the trip to mum. but i was more eager to try the egg tart on the kitchen table and then hit the shower before praying. just as i finished my last salam, something happened between the guys and mum that made me changed my mind not to talk to mum. yes that's how vital communication is in a family.

anyway, sms-ed hafeeza once there was reception at the malaysia custom and i found out that cedarnp won second position in overall! good work people(:

kosong just came in and she reminded me of yesterday's incindent. of which she blamed me for not waking her up. ptsk, i set the alarm for you and in the end i, too, woke up late.
when i asked at night, kak iza said, "aku ingatkan kau tak skola niari". kelakar lah tu.

anger suppressed. and now i'm excited to know how the floorball match went. i just found out our team was the only all-girls team.

okay now back to intensive work. finish up homework as much as i can tonight, madrasah tomorrow, total defence essay to be completed, cssp and soon(i've no idea how soon), year-end mug. in between, planning of AC.


Saturday, August 11, 2007
22:43
Now that kosong has had her phone repaired...

And barom is more irritating than ever. Yessah. Hhhhow? Tembok kesabaran ni dah semakin menipis. Silap-silap buku lima ni singgah jugak kat pipinya. Selamat lah eh.


Friday, August 10, 2007
17:11
second class is finally over. like we've been practising since last november.

it's technically the third day of national day holidays and i've yet to do something productive. sorry but i just don't have the mood everytime dad's at home.

went to ecp after ndp celebration in school. the seaside is one lovely place (especially when it's free of mats and minahs :D). i just love to sit on the breakwater and feel the sea breeze caressing.
but too bad we decided not to sit on the breakwater (the ulu one) due to the presence of mats on one of the benches near it. there was barely a single soul when we cycled past it earlier and they had to intrude when we wanted to lepak there. And they left when we left too. hrmph!
whatever. then azizah shared her sandwich with me. quite-spicy omelette smacked in between two soft bread. woohoo. then we just sat on the sand and buried our feet. wah soothing warmth. she had to convince me that sitting on the beach does not dirty your pants; blame my mother for being meticulous on cleanliness. Haha...
Used the wrong underpass to get out so the way out was way long.
Satisfied our craving for coconut juice at banquet but it wasn't worth it uhhh. $2.50 wokay.

It was just two days ago but I still want to cycle at the top of the speed to feel the gush of the wind. i love it more if i let loose my hair and let it fly in every direction. call it messy, who cares.
It's just that things have been getting out of hand. From handling my irritating bro to failing the recent e-math test(it was meant to be easy) to finance matters to binging to my indecisiveness to my backache and everything.