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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.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009
01:11
when am i ever ready.


time's rushing against the clock. 36 more days to promos.


Saturday, August 22, 2009
00:49
monday was bleagh but the following days were better:)

Ramadhan's here(: embrace it while you can.

mum got two vip tickets to a ceremony on the fifteenth so she asked if i wanted to follow her. at the thought of food, i agreed at that instance. little did i know that it was the hari raya lighting up of geylang and had to sit through the performances. upon reaching, i was filled with dread when i learnt that our allocated seats were at the second row, just behind the guest-of-honour, minister Mah Bow Tan (he was so within reach that i felt like asking him, 'so sir what do you think of the conservation of chek jawa?' and interview him right there and then). man, i hated the glitz.
mum got the tickets from a malaysian friend who didn't want to go cos she had attended one last year. this friend is from the malaysian embassy. so here's the tak-boleh-angkat part. the lady who sat beside mum was the mother of the malaysian host. when the guest-of-honour took his seat, this lady said hello to him. feeling pressured, mum decided to do the same and said "hello sir, we're from the malaysian embassy". haha baik mak! luckily the conversation wasn't pursued.
the best part was when the first three rows were asked to take our leave halfway through the performances to the reception at the restaurant nearby. but the food was quite a disappointment. there was sushi but the taste not appealing.
speaking of which, i ate sushi again yesterday at shin tokyo with aishah ayu maya shab waina! but the one which used to be at chai chee me and waina used to frequent still the best. i miss their satay sushi. where has it gone i've no idea:(

i leave you with a nasyid lyrics. got it from the spib lesson last week. fikir-fikirkanlah. renung-renungkanlah. ahah.
The Zikr - Ramadhan 2 Zaman
ramadhan satu nasib tak serupa
peluangnya sama natijah berbeza

ramadhan mereka gembira cemerlang
mukmin berjasa di awal zaman
ramadhan kami malam terbuang
muslim berdosa di akhir zaman

mereka gembira kerana kedatanganmu
kami gembira dengan pemergianmu
malam mereka meriah disimbah nur al quran
tapi malam kami muram bertemukanmu

mereka berlumba mengejar makrifat
tapi kami lesu diburu nafsu
hati mereka bercahaya digilap takwa
jiwa kami gelap didera dosa

takbir mereka takbir kemenangan
hadiah mujahadah sebulan ramadhan
takbir kami lesu tak bermaya
tanda kalah lemah tak berdaya
puasa sekadar lapar dan dahaga


Monday, August 17, 2009
19:47
i feel lousy today. physically and mentally.


"angin oh angin, kirimkanlah salamku kepadanya" :)


Sunday, August 02, 2009
23:04
You just have to complete your homework at night don't you. You do your homefreakingwork at night when dad is home eh. Make the rest of us look like we refuse to help you. And when you fall asleep on your work, dad instructed you to go to bed, you insisted on finishing your work. Kononnya teacher marah kalau tak habiskan, teacher nanti koyakkan buku. Biskut, nak gain sympathy eh. You could have done earlier lor. But no, you were too busy sneaking around trying to get your hands on the computer. And you resorted to lies. "Nak pakai online dictionary". and whenever mum checks on you, you switch/close that runescape window. you think i stupid izzit. If I prompt you to hurry up finish your work, "Kalau gitu, dalila ajarkan ah". Like your textbook don't exist eh. "ni dalam textbook. Go check." "topic ni bukan dalam buku p6." "check p5 ke." "tak tau mana mak letak". Boy, you schooling or your mother schooling.

I would very much like to guide you but I have my own pile of workload, mind you. So I think it's reasonable to disallow you from asking me anymore questions from eleven onwards. By then you should be sleeping anyway. Plus I feel irritated to see that you refuse to put in any effort. Besides that, I am sorry that my reluctance is partially due to my rebel against -. It's proven that sons learn better with their fathers. But why must he discourage you from learning I don't geddit.


Saturday, August 01, 2009
09:07
(my body's still aching and a good body massage will be good)

4PM bahas finals will be on air tomorrow night on suria channel. do watch it k cos it's worth watching. it's one of the debates which manage to hold my attention throughout. i was there at the recording studio last friday. twas amazing.

it's 9:08 now i have to get ready for meet the parents session. i'll continue later when time permits.