Express Yourself...

FINALLY!

2010-02-09T03:53:00.000-08:00

Holaaaa! So, umm quick update before i get back to The Tempest revision.

Results were released last saturday. Same old scene - people crying, smiling, screaming, shrieking, you name it, we've got it. Every known human emotion is on display come 'result day'. Deep down inside, however, we all know the crying and screaming aren't gonna change anything. What's done is done and all we can do is pick ourselves up and move on. Remember there's always tomorrow and we'll never run out of chances to TRY AGAIN. :)

Congratulations everyone!!! :D

R

RESULTSSSSSSS!

2010-02-04T17:22:00.000-08:00

HOLA! Last post : first day of school. A month later, no updates. Haha. I assume everyone's busy. Understood. :) Just wanted to post something real quick, since I'M UP ANYWAY. Will talk about that later. haha

Between homework, SFC stuff, BGIC, graduation stuff and trying to get further ahead in the syllabus i'm not surprised i get easily bored with my life right now. Macam robot, same routine everyday and nada feelings. That's what Mr Ray said, us E.Lit girls don't have a heart. Haha. Thanks, thanks a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if I get a call from Taylor Lautner one of these days, and in a dazed stupor tell him 'This isn't a good time, I'm trying to get my Maths done''. RIGHT. Maths, maths jua, Taylor Lautner wah tu! Even if the next day exam, I'd cross the ocean for Taylor. Okay atu over tia. Haha.

PLUS, menunggu result yg inda pandai ada. HMMMMMPH! It's been a week since the result-scare, so i've been paranoid of reading texts that arrive at 12-2pm, EVERY SINGLE DAY since last thursday.

Kilah, update. something panjang, mcm 3-months worth of blogging kah. haha. I malas. And we miss youuuuuuuuuu! Debate audition thingy started a few days ago, kilah. I feel like quitting it though. :( I'm tiiiiiiiiired.

Anyway, should get back to sleep now. Last night (or rather, morning) slept at 5am, intended to stay in bed until lunchtime, then around 8.30 - RINGRING, RINGGGRINGGGG, RINGGGG oh eff it! Everyone else jalan so i had to drag myself out of bed, eyes half-closed and answer the friggin phone.

''Hallo, bapak ada?''

Si Rashid. Or amir kah namanya. He's our gardener. Thanks ah amir/rashid, thanks. Yeah, mana ku mengantuk tu, by all means call lagi. Okay, not his fault. Every sane person knows that 5am is not a reasonable bedtime. Point taken.

Off to bed.

p.s. probably the first post with tons of barunaian malay. cranky and sleepy, so keluar lah my malay. haha

Ryhan

2010

2010-01-04T05:11:00.000-08:00

First day back in school.

YAWWWWWN.

GOT MADAM K FOR PHYSICS!!!!!!! YAYYYYY!

glanced around the audi looking for the seniors' faces and realized WE'RE the seniors. double YAYY!

in less than two months, no more MP duties

library looks like kek lapis

i reek and need to take a shower.

R

2009-12-06T11:56:00.000-08:00

Greetings people of the blue planet!

It has been quite a while since I've sat down and resigned my thoughts to the cyberworld. I don't know why but these hands have felt heavier since they've been in the UK. A funny thing that is. Homework and classwork and notes have not been abandoned - in fact the rate and frequency of my time with them have worryingly escalated - but picking up the telephone and actually making the effort to reconnect with people in Brunei has been exceptionally difficult. It's not intentional and it is definitely not what I want. Facebook feels like a curse now; a window to a world I no longer feel like I have a place in. I know that there would be some inevitable whisperings of how I brought this onto myself for leaving in the first place. If I wasn't ready, then maybe I shouldn't have gone and it is due to this reason alone that I feel so reluctant to broadcast to the entire world my time here. It hasn't been easy; that much is expected. There are nights I feel lonely; days where I feel like I just don't even have enough energy to lift my feet and shoulder on. Waking everyday and having to walk the fifteen-minute stretch of road to the main school building with the question of "Is this how my life is going to be for the next two years?" constantly invading my thoughts is certainly not how I envisioned my life here to be. Being the minority in a school full of arrogant oversized infants (emotional maturity of three year olds galore) who, despite their lack of effort in classes and work, still feel like they are entitled to all the successes we, the minority get. It is hard to maintain who you really are in this kind of world and there are times when the line that defines you is blurred and distorted and you don't know who you are anymore.

I miss my friends. Sometimes I feel it is easier not to talk because that would only be like ripping the wound out all over again, just when the scab has started to grow. I know it is the coward's way out and I am ashamed of it. But if you were in my shoes (and they are very nice Fred Perry ones), you'd probably do the same. It's so hard and all I can ever do is endure, sleep and hope for a better day. Lying in bed at night is my only refuge; like time is suspended and I have stopped moving, stopped living this life that I never pictured as something I wanted. It hasn't been easy, my friends.

But in the words of Alfred, "things are always gonna get worse, before they get better." So I can only sit still, pray and hope that the future isn't as bleak as I think it is.

I miss you all. Hope you are all well.

With lots of love,
you know who.

all's well that ends well

2009-11-08T04:52:00.000-08:00

Been thinking about the plan to do A2 in June. Yes, it seems pretty far-fetched, I can see that especially coming from someone who's got a laissez-faire approach to studying, but it's something I really want to do. I practically ache for an early graduation from high school so i can MOVE ON.

In the States, there's this thing called ''getting tested out of school''. How I found out? Taylor Lautner 'got tested out', and being the celeb stalker that I am, of course I heard about it. When you've decided you're ready to move on from high school and continue with higher education, you basically sit for an exam that decides whether you are qualified for an early graduation or not. If you are, you start taking college classes. Sounds easy, doesn't it? Maybe. Possibly. Probably. If you're an extremely organised, determined, 'never-leave-til-later-what-can-be-done-now' sort of student, that is. I've got the determination part down pat. The part where I put in some effort? Not so much. It usually takes a huge slap from reality to make me get my lazy ass off the chair and spend some quality time with the books.

So far, Maths and Elit 1 gunned down with,what I hope, is Godfather-esque precision. Three papers left, and then..time to reflect.

Alrightey, back to Physics now.

R

2009-11-02T00:22:00.001-08:00

Hugs

to

everyone....

I

love

you

guys....

Hani

cloudy with a chance of my anger raining down on you!

2009-10-30T05:17:00.001-07:00

i

can't

deal

with

this

NOT NOW

ryhan

press play

2009-10-28T06:42:00.000-07:00

THIRTEEN REASONS WHY - JAY ASHER

Got the book around midday, started reading it in the afternoon, and fought back protests from my exhausted body to finish reading it that night. And I did, somehow. No wait, i know how i managed to finish it, cause it's impossible to put the book down once you've entered the twisted life of Hannah Baker.

Want a summary/storyline? Go check it online. :) Sorry, I'm not being rude, this is actually a pretty hurried post before I have to get back to the pile of unanswered Stats questions.

I love judging a book by its cover. Looking at the shelves of books on my side of the library at home is like looking at shelves of colourful candy boxes. I can't deny it, I love books that scream '''BUY ME!''. Books that fashioned covers adorned with every colour of the rainbow. And even worse, I always had the preconceived notion that the thicker the books, the harder it was to understand its contents, and the more intelligent you would look with your nose buried in it. Encyclopaedia, anyone?

THIRTEEN REASONS WHY was dark gray, with a sombre-looking girl on the front cover. It was bland, uninspired..and mysterious. I wanted to know why an author would be so cruel as to dress his masterpiece in last season's H&M when he had a whole closet of off-the-runway Chanel to choose from. So go on, start reading the book and you'll understand too. The author wasn't concerned about pleasing anyone or making your day by writing about a happy, sunny day when the fluffy bunny had a race with the timid turtle. He wanted to tell it like it is, tell life like it is, and that's what I loved about the whole book. It was gritty and raw. No sugarcoating here, honey.

And from a book that bears a few pages shy of 300, it sure taught me a lot. All those catty, high-school rumours and fights? Yeah, I don't think I'll look at them the same anymore. And because I've always been such a coward at taking chances, the book taught me to man (or woman) up, take a deep breath and spit out what I have to say. What if you run out of chances and then one of the biggest regrets in your life is not taking the opportunity to say the things that need to be said and do the things that need to be done?

Is this post too depressing for you? Sorry. :D I'm just saying things that the book can't say out loud.

Well, that was tiring. Nice to be back with a pretty long post after quite some time.

'Til another book catches my attention,
Ryhan Ghazali

2009-10-12T08:53:00.000-07:00

Chin up; don't you quit. It's not the end of the world.

When life ceases to hold any meaning or understanding, when you feel like you've been betrayed or your efforts have somehow, inexplicably dissolved into nothing more than dust - useless, hopeless, nothing - that's the best you can do; the sole advice you can find sanctuary within. Even if it seems difficult to accept. I should understand better than anyone that it takes a Herculean effort to sincerely maintain and truly believe in optimism, without surrendering yourself to the dark abyss that is your all-natural negativity. Keep smiling, keep laughing, keep preservering. Nothing good can come out of constantly putting yourself down. Who knows? Good things may come out of it.

Always remember that what doesn't kill you, certainly makes you stronger. I find a considerably comfortable weight off my shoulders now that that is a part of the past. There are more things to mull over, more things to savor and commit to; you can't afford to dwell on the past. Look to the future and hope for better things to happen.

So, once more: chin up, troops!

Good luck for the exam, you guys :) I know you'll ace it!

Kilah

it's time to whip out the glasses!

2009-10-12T05:59:00.000-07:00

Hey y'all.

Exams start like, this Thursday, for those taking maths. I think my fellow authors would agree that we take a period of hiatus to concentrate on our exams. Need to score them straight A's dear! To anyone else sitting for their exams, we wish you the best of luck! I, for one, will be needing lots of luck.

Until the day we can toss our books out the window,
Au Revoir et Bon Chance!

p.s. Mom, have fun in Australia and don't forget my Anya Hindmarch. I swear they're my exam motivation :p

Ryhan

all in a day's work

2009-10-03T06:16:00.000-07:00

This morning was Teachers' Day and Hari Raya Celebration.

It

Was

AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm so thankful that everything went smoothly, albeit tiny hiccups here and there. Overall, the feedback has been positive. Some even went as far as saying that this year's celebration is the best so far!I'm sure all the previous events have been equally festive, but THANK YOU anyway. :) These compliments might not seem like much to everyone else, but to us MPs particularly, it meant everything. Today's event was worth the time and effort we've put in to ensure its success.

So all '09/10 MPs and performers, thank you for your contribution!

Kaki ku sakit! Should've worn flip-flops.

Ryhan

2009-10-01T13:18:00.000-07:00

Today - and I don't say this often, at least not since I've been here - was a good day.

Today was a day of firsts.

Today was a day of surprises and of answered prayers.

Today was a day of reconnection.

Today was good.

Today was the first time I walked alone, in England.
I walked to the school I was assigned to do Community Service, alone, with only a poorly-constructed map by Sarah to guide me.

Today I designed and bought a bookmark online, my first purchase ever, made and dealt over the Internet.

Today the Chemistry and Math teachers said I was ahead of everyone else.

I am pleased.

Please let me enjoy this moment. I get so little of it.

Good luck for Teacher's Day, Raihan.

Kilah.

2009-09-27T11:54:00.000-07:00

The little things...

they are what matter now. I find myself getting excited for the tiniest thing. Weekend in London, doing well in school, badminton with the fellow Bruneians, Saturday afternoons.

I can't say that I'm loving it here. I can't say that I don't wish I was back home. But what is the point, really? I'd only be wasting energy, energy that I can otherwise use to be productive and achieve something. So instead of wrapping myself in a cocoon of misery, I try. Try to smile, try to breathe, all the while holding on obstinately to my pillars of comfort and happiness. Then it gets easier.

I also find myself doing things that would do me good now, thinking thoroughly about the long term and my future (though not as far as picking out which universities - even I'm not that eager). I am so fickle and cautious, constantly weighing my options and weighing me. I've so far switched my fourth subject two times. I'm sure I have exasperated my teachers and housemistress to no end. But I just can't and won't keep doing a subject that reduces me to a vegetable in class; my brain doesn't function because I just have no idea what the teachers are saying. I am past that phase of my life where I can just regurgitate information without having to really think (MS students, I'm talking about you hhehehe) It's high time I actually understood because being here, being the only Malay girl in my year, being the only Malay in my classes, makes me realise that I have really got to stop depending so much on other people. There are, of course, the occasions where you just can't do without company. But other than that, must. learn. to. be. strong.

The upside of being in Shrewsbury is the activities. It is a mecca for those who crave for the balance between school and recreation. Shrewsbury does try to cater to our every need (exhibit A: they have not rejected my requests to switch from Classical Civilisation to Biology and finally, to Chemistry) and they supplement that by offering a myriad of activities. I am currently doing Community Service (where I take care of cute English kids with blue and green eyes!) and American Culture. On top of that, I do badminton and fives. And I will soon do rowing and swimming. With the rush of activities, I can't really lay idle and dwell on my misfortune. I suppose I have to make the most of everything.

So, here's to me, trying to be positive.

Siapa lagi?

raya boring

2009-09-25T22:30:00.000-07:00

I do this a lot, yes. But take one good look at Ethan Boroian and tell me you can say NO.

Meet Ethan Boroian. This 19 year old piece-of-paradise is an AMERICAN on X-Factor and he's got it all. Looks, looks, looks....and oh yeah that singing thing. Plus, he sang Kings of Leon's Use Somebody! Quoting someone, ''He's the Susan Boyle your daughter wants to sleep with'' :D

In other news,

This shirt's pretty cool. Guess where the quote came from.Kanye West's extremely famous interruption during Taylor Swift's acceptance speech. It goes ''.....yo taylor, .....i'ma let you finish..'' something or other. Then ada the Kanye shades bawahnya. Cool. Or rather, Coo'.

p.s.
Selamat Hari Raya!

ryhan

Satu hari di hari Raya

2009-09-20T21:00:00.001-07:00

Haha okay. My heading (or title)is lame. Oh well :P

First day of Hari Raya starts today. Much of the usual business at my place; wake up early, see the food downstairs, get scolded by Ma cause i haven't showered, take half an hour to shower, triple the time to get ready (i'm purple this year), eat, family photoshoot and finally off we go to Belait. Have i ever mention that my family take two cars to go Raya? Yup! It's true. I wonder if it's the same for you. We're all too big to squish into our Prado car. It's not like we can't all fit into it, it's just that when you have 4 incredibly vain -and i stress on VAIN- teenagers in a family, the last thing you want to do is touch my hair (older brother), mess up my tudong (yours truly), step on my heels (younger sister) and crease my sinjang (younger brother). We all can't stay still for an hour ride to Lumut. Who can? HAHA

Anyways, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to fellow blogmates and (invisible) readers. As the saying as old as time goes, forgive me for any wrong doings. Unintentional hurtful jokes, sarcastic remarks, or when i'm a bitch, do forgive me. It's a time to repent! :)
Enjoy your Raya! I hope we all have enough make up or prayers so that we can look younger than our actual age so duit raya comes our way :P

Lastly, CONVOY CONVOY CONVOY? :)

On the way to Grandmum's,
Afiqah

raya raya raya

2009-09-19T17:38:00.000-07:00

I woke up at 7

7 wah, 7! No sane person would wake up before lunchtime on weekends! Heard takbir from the TV in Mom's room and realization hit me. Another Ramadhan, another disapponting 'anak-bulan-sighting session' and another 'orang lain sudah beraya, Brunei balum'. Oh well, it's not like I'm in the mood for Raya anyway.

Is anyone else feeling the same way? Raya this year seems to have been drained off its usual pomp and pageantry. Well, yes, you can feel the crackling excitement in the air, both literally and figuratively, but it just seems to have a sour note to it. Or maybe it's just me, being worried because AS is JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!!

Before, I can say:
Raya means tons of colourful baju kurung

Raya means new shoes to match the baju kurung

Raya means a whole array of Raya delicacies. Tapak kuda, anyone?

Raya means endless rows of houses draped with strings of colourful lampu cucul. Some houses even go the extra mile by lining their driveway with those lampu pelita things. I don't know what they're called.

Raya means MONEY!!! Though i might not get them anymore, being in the young adult category. :(

Raya means visiting your relatives and asking for forgiveness

This year though, it's a battle between having a great Raya or sitting it out to make more time for extra nerdy activities i.e. studying. Made a vow to study during the holidays but so far, i've only managed to flip through a couple of pages for Physics and cracked some highly mind-boggling Maths questions. Don't even ask me how far along I am in Elit. It's a disaster! I'd be surprised if I can distinguish between the two Rossettis.

Oh and, you guys, I talked to Kilah tadi!!! :D My sister called all the way from their cramped, smelly BHall room and I managed to talk to Kilah for about five minutes. Zura was there too. :) They were pigging out on the limited number of kuih Raya they had. Kesian eh. Wish I could send some your way, Kilah.

So anyway, Kilah wishes everyone Selamat Hari Raya!

Ryhan

at times like these

2009-09-11T18:15:00.000-07:00

THEN AGAIN,

ryhan

2009-09-09T12:39:00.001-07:00

As the early morning light filters through my window, I find no happiness in the reprieve from the darkness. Instead I shrink away from it, like a vampire sequestered in the black abyss. Because come morning, in the stillness and tranquility of dawn, I am forced to think. And what a dangerous thing it is to think.

The silence of the morning strikes a chord within me, bringing to my attention the fact that not only am I alone but also that I am incredibly lonely. It is truly ironic, that, being lonely when I am flanked on all sides by a gaggle of girls, each drowning (though they do not know this) in their own insipid little worlds, worrying about clothes and makeup and what the boys will think. And yet, I envy them. They are not pining away in their bedroom, crying for a song that they used to listen frequently in their sister’s bedroom. They are not suppressing their true selves. They are not the ones who are virtual hermits. No, they’re not.

My friends are probably wondering if I am happy and if UK is everything it is cracked up to be.

What do you think?

I think the Pussycat Dolls were right on the money when they sang "be careful of what you wish for cause you just might get it."

Read and don't misunderstand

2009-09-03T22:51:00.001-07:00

What's a girl to do? What's a girl to do when she's bored out of her mind without a significant other to keep her company? Hmmm...

Sleep? But my dreams will never come true.
Read a book? Maybe. Suggest a book, please?
Watch TV? Oh, but they can only do so far.
Start a new TV series? Okay. But no resources to do so.
Indulge in a fandom? My fandom is on a hiatus.
Music? It's not like they come up with new stuff every second. Or maybe they do. And i can't sing.
Listen to the radio? Oh, but they're so lame!
Surf the net? I'm caught up with all the latest political mo fo.
Notes on Facebook? Done!
Quizzes on Facebook? I've had enough of some random application telling me i'm gonna marry Channing Tatum or some guy whose name starts with J. Haha
Photoshop? My pictures are all Photoshop perfect.
Blog hopping? I read them all already.
Annoy my siblings? I feel like being a good big sister today.
Start a hobby? Where can i find stamps nowadays?
Play Poker online? Nah. Cards just don't do it for me.
FIFA '09? But Xabi Alonso is no longer a 14 Red, but a 22 Madrista.
Go out? No one to go out with. Read above, no significant other!
Shop? Ceh, no money.
Dance? Too tired. 'Tis is the fasting month.
Help mom in the kitchen? Can't cook!
Write? It's what i usually do when i'm bored. BUT no muse. Inspire me!
Kickette? Too sarcastic for my current mood.
Do my homework? Maybe. Will be last resort, i promise.
Clean my room? Nah. I'll do it tomorrow.
Find a significant other? HAHA I'm not that bored!? And plus, Channing Tatum and some guy whose name starts with J will kill me.
What else? What else?

Get a life? Oh yes, that's it!! :P

Le Sigh! On the plus side, i'm doing my hair soon :D
and Hari Raya is borderline :)
Convoy again, anyone?

Read and don't misunderstand.

Out to paint the world Red,
A girl whose initials is DSAPS.

Say goodbye

2009-08-28T19:04:00.003-07:00

"It's never a right time to say goodbye" -Chris Brown :(

To you-knows-who,
Promise to stay in touch, kay? :) :)
Good luck and love always! :)

xxx,
Fiqah

Susan Boyle who?

2009-08-24T23:38:00.001-07:00

Hey, hey, hey! Blog's been dead for quite some time so UPDATE! :D

Step aside Susan Boyle, it's time to pass the torch! Two words: Danyl Johnson. And before you start being all skeptical about his talent, let me just say this, SIMON COWELL gave him a standing-O AND declared his audition the best of all X-Factor auditions. The fact that he's got the cute-almost-hot looks is icing on top of an American Baked Cheesecake. Anywayyy, check out his audition! :)

Ryhan

bite me

2009-08-04T04:34:00.000-07:00

You know the end of the world is around the corner when :

a) you get the end-of-semester report card and find yourself hoping that if you stare hard enough at it, somehow those Cs or Bs will magically transform into nice, huge As.

b) the teachers have wasted no time in ensuring your life will always be miserable, as they gladly announce they've finished marking the qualifying exam papers. YAY. and no, whatever you do, DON'T ASK. you don't want to die young, trust me.

c) you somehow manage to get a terribly painful bump on your forehead after a game of dodgeball.

d) you can't find your favourite Clinique concealer to help hide the pale green bump. I swear to God it's getting darker by the minute.

Urghh. It's been a looooong day.

p.s. kilaaaah. where have you been? let us know that you're still alive, one way or another, kay? :p

toujours,
Ry

2009-08-01T04:47:00.000-07:00

Rock-a-bye, baby
In the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down will come baby
Cradle and all

I don’t know if you noticed but this lullaby is entirely deceptive. There is a general preconceived notion of this lullaby being adorable and a remedy for children who have troubles sleeping. However, if you were to inspect it closely, you will come to find that this song is about parental negligence and to some extent, child abuse. Do not fret and think of yourself as horrible parents for not realizing this. The founding fathers of this lullaby have successfully planted in everyone’s heads that this song is a sweet and child-friendly one, so much so that it’s been passed down each generation, without much thought being given to its more sinister elements.

You may wonder why I say this. Okay, ladies and gents. The lullaby opens immediately to give the location of the baby: in the treetop. This begs the questions of “how the hell did that baby end up in the treetop?!” and “how can the parents let the child end up there, oh dear God?!”

In the next few lines, we are introduced to phrases whose very meanings indicate danger, especially in this context. An example would be “the wind blows”, which is in reference to the child that is somehow stuck in the treetop. The child is obviously placed in such a perilous position, what with the blowing of a wind that threatens to break the bough that supports him/her in the cradle, seen in lines four and five of “the cradle will rock” and “when the boughs break.”

The danger being subjected to the child, however, peaks in the last three lines, in which the cradle succumbs to the force of nature and finally falls, baby in tow. If memory serves me correctly, these three lines are sung in an almost cooing tone, as if to assure the child of its safety (or to put it to sleep), which is pretty ironic since the child is basically being plunged to its death. It does make sense, though, because death is nothing more than a permanent state of slumber.

Not to forget, the first line of this lullaby is “rock-a-bye, baby” as if to say that the very rocking of the baby will result in its death. The writers wasted no time to disclose their intention!

I really need to get a life, instead of butchering children’s lullabies.

Next, Ba-Ba Blacksheep! And how it relates to discrimination and racism.

K

theory of a deadman

2009-07-28T02:34:00.000-07:00

Raihan's guide to surviving a night /afternoon/day ALONE at home :D

1.Establish a nest inside the big nest. Find a room that preferably has everything (food,tv,internet access, laptop, airconditioning etc) so that you wont have to go anywhere, even if it's only the room next door, to get something you need. In my case, it'll be the family den. I've got a whole season of Big Bang Theory and the laptop and that's all i really need to survive.

2. In the unfortunate event that the aforementioned Big Bang Theory box set happens to be EMPTY, its contents probably in your sister's room UPSTAIRS, resort to watching dodgy, predictable Spanish soap operas on RTB. yes, this is happpening. why rtb you might ask?because I forgot to switch on the Astro thingy UPSTAIRS, and flashes of scenes from various horror movies playing in my paranoid mind are really convincing me to stay put in my nest.

3. Even though the clock only says 3 in the afternoon, and it's still bright daylight outside, pull the curtains close and switch on all available light sources in the nest. I've switched on the huge hanging chandelier, the wall sconces and the tiny bulbs on the ceiling thingy. The nest is so bright, you'd need shades to survive. It doesn't stop there, I also have within reaching distance, TWO massive torchlights, to keep me alive and aware of psychos lurking in the dark, in the event of a blackout.

4.Whatever song you have playing on your iTunes, (This Providence, in my case) keep it playing at maximum volume, to drown out any other noise. Including the aforementioned Spanish soap opera. Totally boring, btw. Although the guy's kinda hot. Then again, they're always hot. :p I used to love soap operas, when they were original and full of drama. No, just the drama bit. They're never really original. They almost always have an illegitimate child hiding in the story plot somewhere. Or someone who came back from the dead and got facial surgery to hide their true identity. And a really bitchy Julie Cooper type.

5. If you have a weak bladder and need to nip to the loo every five seconds, choose a nest that has an adjoining bathroom. Otherwise, enjoy sitting with your legs crossed for the rest of the night. Damnit, I think I have a leg cramp now, why'd I have to drink so much?!

6. Have a radio somewhere in the house with the Islamic channel on, and keep it on all day. You are not, under any circumstances, to switch it off or lower the volume. Even when the neighbour next door starts staring. Get back to your gardening, Mrs Nosy Next Door!

7.Ooooooh! The Spanish soap opera has an illegitimate child! Told you. Oh damnit, why did I even watch this thing! It's going to be the fifth-grade Rosalinda phase all over again.

8.Do not open the door or windows under any circumstances. Even if you hear something and your curiosity is killing you, STAY PUT. Haven't you learned anything from the numerous babysitter-alone-at-home movies? Psycho killer will do anything to enter the house.

9. I know there aren't any psycho killers in the tiny suburban village I live in, people yes, killers not yet. Anything can happen. There was this one time, this babysitter working at this isolated house got weird phone calls from a psychotic stalker/killer. For real. Oh wait, that was When A Stranger Calls, but still, same diff.

Call me paranoid, call me crazy, I'm just one really bored girl stuck at home. Bear with me, why don't you. See, this is what happens when you don't let kids get their drivers' license at 16. Yes, you people it's time to change the law. :p The only places within walking distance are houses, more houses and the kadai you-know-what, waaaaay at the other end of the road. Eventually, they are reduced to putting up crazy blog posts, imagining psychotic killers outside the door and guessing the ending to Spanish soap operas.

I need to pee.

R

2009-07-07T03:48:00.000-07:00

So I was grabbing my dinner from the wet kitchen and from the corner of my eye, I could see a blur of white, shifting against the window pane...

It was Ugly, the white stray cat that comes around to our house like we're Goodwill. I call her Ugly not because she is physically so; in fact, she is quite a beauty, as far as strays are concerned. But her name is made necessary for the fact that she is an accomplished flirt! She just loves to drive the male strays wild, from her seductive body licks to the way she primly eats the handouts we... hand out. HAHA.

As usual, I was pretending not to notice her puppy-dog face (kitty-cat face, perhaps?) or as we Malays love to call -- "muka sepuluh sen." I was about to turn away when I noticed a tiny and I do mean, tiny cat perched next to her, looking so frail and weak my heart actually hurt! So I asked our Indonesian helper, 2T (no kidding, that's her name) who the little thing belonged to. 2T said that she is the product of Miss Ugly and the black male cat that was at the time, running in circles around Ugly, shoving his genitals everywhere. Gross, dude.

2T: Ia ia! Itu kan anak dia *points to ugly* baru jua di kasih lahir.
Kilah: Bagi lah makanan! Kesian. Tapi jangan bagi ia *points to Ugly*
2T: Ia! Nanti anti kasih sudah habis makan.

I can't believe Ugly, man. If you have no decent job or a decent place of shelter or proper healthcare, you should never keep your legs uncrossed. This is what happens! Teenage pregnancies on the rise and the offsprings are the ones suffering! Talur si Ugly ani. The sperm donor (aka black genital cat) looks like a deadbeat! Who's going to take care of the baby then? Ugly might have to give her up for adoption. I would gladly take the baby on. I think I even found a name. K3JW. It stands for Kucing 3 Jenis Warna. Because she has like three splotches of colours on her tiny furry body. SO CUTE. I asked my mom as she is the one who makes the final decisions on who gets to live in our house. She said I can keep K3JW outside only. :( I think I'll take it. I shudder to think how K3JW's life would be at the whims of Ugly and her multiple boyfriends...

Okay, I'm really bored alright? But this is not mere fiction. I did not fabricate this! It really did happen. Although I have no substantial proof of Ugly's promiscuity. Fret not! I shall not rest until I have uncovered the truth!

Please still love me! HAHA

elvis was my papa

2009-07-03T06:07:00.000-07:00

Have you ever pictured yourself being in someone else's shoes? Okay scratch that, it sounds too boring. Let's say, picture yourself being at a place where every single thing that makes yourself who you are is appreciated, and everything you do is nothing less than the best. Then there are people around you who are thankful to have you around.

I'm not saying I want people to kiss the very ground I walk on, but to have a simple ''I'm proud of you,'', every now and then might suffice. But then again, maybe some people just aren't that good at expressing their feelings via words, but couldn't you at least try? It might come out in a rush of nonsensical blubber and clumsy stammer, but it wouldn't kill you to try. Would it?

I guess all of this doesn't make any sense to anyone who's reading it, but who knows, maybe you're going through the same thing. :) Somewhere in LA, a ''Real Housewives of Orange County'' type of mother probably wishes her outrageously tanned, Prada-clad, airhead of a daughter would actually pass some of her classes. Would actually be able to put 2 + 2 together and won't go 'OMG' when she learns that Pride and Prejudice came from a book, as opposed to the Keira Knightley movie version she thought it originated from. But alas, that's another world altogether.

This world, the one I'm in, demands so much more. Everything's not good enough and I'm supposedly never trying my best. Come home with an A and they say ''get an A+ next time,''. How do they know if I'm not trying my best? Do I have 'delinquent' stamped across my forehead? Do I fail terribly in all my classes? Perhaps this is the best I can do, and if I can be frank, i don't think it's that bad.

Oh god, whatevs. Don't go ruining your holiday mood reading this depressing entry. Don't worry, I'm not about to go slit my wrist with my nail trimmer, the only slightly sharp object within close proximity. It's just the pressure of the exams, I guess. Nothing a huge tub of ice cream and a good hour of retail therapy, followed by some ear-splitting karaoke session can't cure. :D

p.s. staggering amount of H1N1 cases and it's only getting worse. i'm so freaked out i practically snack on vitamin c and wash my hands every ten seconds. i sooooo don't want to get back to school. germs everywhere! :s

see you guys soon!
R

2009-07-02T23:51:00.000-07:00

I'm in a swirling vortex of confusion. Wouldn't it just be absolutely fantastic if I could get one of those red pills from the Matrix? Only the pills would be the key to the end of my mental mess, and not waking up to reality =/

A very confused Akiki.

2009-07-02T07:43:00.000-07:00

LOL! Guys sorry I've been posting videos here, today I just wanna share this video "Wash Your Hand H1N1 song" hahaha.

Anyways, enjoy~!

Hani

2009-06-30T21:16:00.000-07:00

AND HAPPY FOURTEENTH BIRTHDAY TO MY LITTLE SISTER, IKAH. HOPEFULLY, WITH YOUR ADVANCE IN AGE, COMES AN ENHANCEMENT IN THE BOOB DEPARTMENT. HAHAHAHA. HAVE A NICE DAY. LOVE YOU

-K

2009-06-30T21:02:00.000-07:00

So I'm back from my 8-day quarantine at Rizqun, for Bridging Minds, that is.

I'm not going to retell the entire experience here because there was just too much that happened and I find myself unable to articulate it well. It was an overwhelming ride and I feel like if I were to try and express it in words, I wouldn't be able to do it justice. So, for now, I will preserve my entire adventure in my mental vault.

I will tell you one thing though. BM certainly gave Kem Qiadah a run for its money! Although BM wasn't as physically challenging as KQ (though they were head to head in the sleep-deprived department), it was a mental headache, as well as a test to our immune system. Being cooped up at Rizqun 85% of the time led to some serious double F's: flu and fever. Nursing a runny nose and a giant headache (brought about by sleepless nights) while doing drama runs is not easy.

But the outcome was worth it. If you've read today's Borneo Bulletin (page 12) you would see that my team had won, hideous costumes whatnot. Congratulations to Liza for getting the Best Performer award. Keep it in Brunei :)

If somebody were to ask what was the best part of Bridging Minds, I'd say it was the people. Although we were awkward and aloof during the first few days, we managed to bridge (pun, yay!) our differences and establish a cammaraderie with each other, some closer and differen than others. We've been exposed to different outlooks and been through tough difficult times, all resulting in the hope that our skins have been thickened in the process. And for that alone, I would never wish the headaches, runny nose and crappy food away.

K.

2009-06-29T09:20:00.000-07:00

Need a good laugh? watch this guys. It's just a short video to share with you.

OMG

2009-06-25T18:24:00.000-07:00

MICHEAL JACKSON PASSED AWAY? NO SHIT?!

2009-06-21T00:54:00.000-07:00

Hello my halimunan readers!

The long-anticipated holiday is here. Two weeks off, so how's everyone doing? I know my blog buddies are doing excellently. Raihan, I think, is the model student this holiday, something we all should aspire too! Why do I say so? Because.. she's been revising for the qualifying exam! Which is a lot more than I can say for myself.

Today is a Sunday and marks the end of half the holiday. I am ashamed to say that I haven't done anything productive throughout this entire week. What a waste of time! It's incredibly shocking. Homework and past papers have been residing in the same place they have since the last day of school: in my bag. Fungi have probably sprung up (please do!) That would be an awesome explanation to my teachers.

"I'm so sorry, Miss *inserts name* but all of my homework were eaten up by fungi *makes disappointed crying face*"

On a less depressing note, Bridging Minds starts this Tuesday! I'll be gone for about eight days, in which I would be missing two days of school -- an alarming thing, might I add since the qualifying exam is looming ahead. I won't moan and groan about how unfair it is. I'll just have to work out the schedule and find some time to... study. Ambitious teenagers should learn to persevere and multitask (something boys can never excel in, sorry boys)

By the way-

Why do people say, "I don't know how to eat that" in reference to food that they do not like or do not want to try? Of course they know how to eat it. All you have to do is open wide, chew, then swallow. I think what they are trying to say is "I don't like to eat it" or "I don't want to." But that can seem rude, especially if you want to impress someone. Just another random observation by yours truly :)

Lastly, everyone, seize the moment. We have only a week left and then the hustle and bustle of school life will once again, continue and we'll be left struggling, wondering, where did the time fly? So, whether it's finishing the huge stack of DVDs you planned to watch but never got around to, or simply revising, do it. Don't waste time with regret!

K.

Fire burning on the hill top.

2009-06-14T04:48:00.001-07:00

Do you girls know about the forest fires that has been harassing Brunei's forest for the past few days? Well... Today, i had a first hand account of that. And trust me, it was a HUGE one! It started around lunch behind one of the houses that is facing my house. The fire spread fast and destroyed the beautiful back hilltop scenery of 7 houses. And it took more than 5 hours for the fire personnel to put it out, on account that there was only one fire engine at the scene. It was really scary when the fire came only around 10 feet away from one of the houses. The weird part was that the owner of the said house was still standing in front of the fire unfazed with his children flanking him. If i were him, i'd have already been half way across the country saving my wardrobe. The wind was blowing particularly hard today, which obviously made the fire worst. The debris of the burnt trees flew everywhere. If you look at the compound of my house, you'll see a lot of black burnt stuff that used to be a part of a tree. But thank God, no one was hurt because of the fire and no property was destroyed. Happy ending! :)
But let this be a reminder to all: Global Warming is real!! It exist! Stop open burning. Start donating all your mirrors to NASA for them to launch it to outer space to reflect back the suns ray! ~~Someone told me about this plan. I can't quite remember who..~~ Damn, i wish i would've paid more attention to the documentary Dr. Don made us watch last year. A Convenient Truth, anyone? Sighs.

There was another incident that happened to me yesterday. I went to the immigration place to renew my passport sometime after lunch. There's this thing when you have to scan your fingerprints. For what, i'm not so sure. Haha. Well, believe it or not, after countless tries only 2 out of 10 of my fingerprints cleared! Yeah.. Weird! I have always believed that there was something wrong with me. My missing fingerprints definitely just proved that! LOL No, the machine wasn't broken.. It was definitely me. I don't know what that leaves me to now. And whether Malaysian immigration will let me enter their country or not. Hmmm.. I hope its not THAT serious. Maybe i should be a spy! LOL kidding!

On that note, i shall leave you now..
Happy holidays, girls! I hope I'll see you soon. If not, then i guess I'll see you after i get back from KL on the 30th. That, of course, if i pass airport security. LOL :P
I need to shower cause i smell like smoke!

Love always,
Afiqah :)

2009-06-12T05:01:00.000-07:00

Obsessed, yet again.

There's no other way to describe it. This time, my obsession is in the form of online games!

So, it all started with my watching Nancy Drew on a Thursday morning as I nursed a headache. The one I watched was the most recent remake with Emma Roberts as Nancy and the entire film was centered around a sixties-mystery theme, something I've always liked. My sisters and I actually bought the game Cluedo but we never actually understood the instructions so it's left somewhere up the shelves, collecting dust. And who can forget that particular Doctor Who series where the Doctor was stuck in the sixties at a tea party hosted by Agatha Christie? The whole mystery vibe is always made potent by the presence of an impartial detective trying to eliminate each person and find the true killer by identifying their alibis and motives.

AND I FOUND SUCH A GAME ONLINE! FREE! IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE DOWNLOADED EITHER.

I now try to squeeze as many cases as I can each day (four cases allowed to unsubscribed members though =( ). I have to collect evidences, scout suspects' homes and interrogate others. It's supremely fun! There's also a time crunch and if you don't catch the real killer (ie you land with a false accusation) you'll lose your credibility. Three times and you're out! Oy, it's so fun!

To anyone, who's even remotely interested in this game, visit http://shades.playsleuth.com/

Enjoy (:

And happy holiday, girls! I know no one among us will be in school tomorrow except me and to many, the holiday had already started a week ago. So, I hope you've stocked up your days with fun and games. I know I have (:(:

K.

Shut up and put your money where your mouth is

2009-06-08T00:08:00.000-07:00

HOLIDAYS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D Go ahead, grab that huge Sharpie and make a big, 'in-your-face' circle around the date that marks the start of our extremely needed vacay.

Vacations always act like some drug on me. I get all giddy just thinking about it and suddenly I'm not dragging my feet to school anymore, instead I find myself floating on a bright, fluffy cloud. They're like that pair of Louboutins you pray you'll get for Christmas or Hari Raya or whatever, the shining beacon of hope that you won't spend your whole life in Charles and Keith heels that about a thousand other Bruneians have. Like that thick, creamy chocolate cake you can't wait to savour after a day filled with failed attempts of dieting a la The Biggest Loser.

It's pure hope.

For us students, the holidays give us hope that life is so much more than rushing to school everyday and trying to finish our work before lessons start. Life is so much more than repeating the same dull routine every single day and life is so much more than worrying about whether Ms M will beat you up with her metre-rule or electrocute you with the Stroboscope upon discovering the fact that you've 'misplaced' your P textbook.

Hang in there, the countdown to freedom has started and in time you'll find a need for that teeny, Alice + Olivia minidress you've shoved at the back of your wardrobe because your social life as you know it has been trumped by words and phrases like 'curfew' and 'no parties on school nights'. Oh yay, it's raining. FINALLY!

Ryhan

p.s. everyone should dance in the rain once in a while. it's FUN. except for the getting sick part. :p

2009-06-07T03:11:00.000-07:00

As teenagers of the abode of peace, we are forever bound my propriety. It is not to say, on my part, that culture and tradition have absolutely no place in my life, in today's society. On the contrary, I believe that they provide us with feelings of belonging; of being a part of an intricate network of people and norms. But there's a limit to everything, I suppose, especially if you're bombarded with it from every areas. You cannot go anywhere, do anything you want, without someone trying to enforce their will on you, picking on your conscience that is so susceptible to guilt. If they truly love you, why do they do that? Why do they insist on hurting you? Why don't they understand that every once in a while, you just want to let your hair down?

I'm still so young.

You can say that's my justification for my actions.

K.

things you don't tell your momma

2009-06-04T21:27:00.000-07:00

TfreakinGIF!!!!!! The week's going by in a fast blur thanks to the fact that I've spent a majority of my time going around with bloodshot eyes and sniffling every ten seconds. Stupid cold is all up my grill! :( But anyway, every trace of discontent and apparent fatigue has been washed away by the fact that Angels and Demons has premiered!!! :D Practically peeing in my pants with excitement. Je veux le regarde!! Highlight of my day, HAHA. :p

R

2009-06-04T03:17:00.000-07:00

Don't act like i didn't fight for you.

Despite my constant attempt to hide it, the cat has finally gotten out the bag! I wonder how cause i thought i hid it quite well deep down in the secret compartment of my Nike tote/school bag. It went out stealthily, went rampant and made kittens for the whole school. LOL thoughts? Eh. Whatevs. He's not gonna do anything about it. And i certainly am not gonna do anything about it. Except maybe try to move on and set my priority straight. And everyone's happy!
Get the picture? Go figure! ;)

Damn, girls, it's June already! One more blink and the next thing you know, it's the qualifying exam. Sighs. Despite it being my birth month, June is my least favourite. Always a sucky month for me. I have a strong feeling it'll be a sucky month this year, too. Oh well, life goes on, put your miseries behind! :)

you know who.

2009-06-02T01:24:00.000-07:00

Diversity won Britain's Got Talent :)

After the initial shock and disappointment at Flawless' loss, I summoned up enough energy to YouTube this dancing troupe called Diversity.

My reaction?

I was agape with shock and amazement.

I just love watching people dance, perhaps because I could never in a million years dance the way they do, try as I may. Diversity consists of eleven members, with ages ranging from 12-25, which accounts for their group name. To those who love to ogle at hot guys, you'll be pleased to know that Diversity has a gorgeous-looking leader. But even if they were sorry sights, it would not have mattered because they are just superb dancers and entertainers. Trust me, no one will begrudge them the credit that they obviously deserve!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJIz8BgRQc0

Have a look (:

Kiks.

and now we're sleeping with television and all the lights on

2009-06-02T00:26:00.000-07:00

So...It's been awhile. Been pretty busy with school and whatnot and even when I have time at my disposal, I can't seem to think of what to write that won't bore you guys. Then again, if you're looking for something funny, witty and oh-so-charming to read, go read Calvin and Hobbes or something. :p Anyhoo, went home at around halfway through the school day today. :D Thank God my Dad didn't ask a lot of questions. All I had to do was sound extremely contagious. So I went home, slept, ate and woke up around 2 to do my GP homework. Right. moi+laptop+internet=a disaster in which i end up being glued to the screen til late hours. So I ran into (??) this article about the first wedding EVER to be conducted at the House of Juliet (Casa di Giulietta), as in that place with the balcony where, legend has it,Romeo wooed Juliet. Basically, it was Juliet Capulet's humble abode. It was the wedding between carino Italian footballer Luca Ceccarelli and someone. Isn't that just romantic?? Of course, now that they've done it, brides from around the world will come in droves and pull each other's frilly train just to get the privilege of being wed there, and soon it'll be as over as Ugg boots and Crocs. Which is why, I call dibs on any beach in Mauritius, with a Tristan and Isolde theme. :p So that leaves everyone else with, Lancelot and Guinevere, Cleopatra and Marc Antony, Paris and Helena, Pocahontas and John Smith,Elizabeth Bennett and Mr Darcy, Jane Eyre and Rochester (gag) etc. :D

I just wanna use your love tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight!!
A very heavily sedated Raihan

2009-05-29T02:52:00.000-07:00

Swine flu isn't the only epidemic around. Heartbreaks are also quite prevalent right now and quite frankly, that negative karma is really starting to get to me so I've devised a plan to aid those of you who find yourselves stuck in dating hell! :)

Now, the failure of a relationship (or for the beginning of one :S) is perhaps largely due to the incompatibility of the two parties. So, to forge a successful relationship, you must pick your partners well!

1) The Loud Ones

These people are usually the ones who can talk a mile, with relatively short attention spans and the ones people usually cannot keep up with. Relationships with these people usually don't work out because the spouses are looking for someone more "subdued." Whatever that means.
Compatible Partner: someone equally boisterous and irritatingly upbeat because only he/she would be able to handle the high decibels and non-stop chatter. You guys might actually exhaust each other, in the process, and do the world a magnificent favor.
Possible Partner: the silent, awkward don't-look-at-me ones; in other words, the emo kid. They'd be so glad to have someone so self-absorbed that can potentially shy the attention away from them.

2) The Silent Smarties

Look out for someone cunning, witty and fun. God only knows smart people in this world could use some poking to their funny bones. The social butterflies are just what they need to inject colours into their black and white worlds!

3) The Jerky Jockies/Cheerleaders

Be incestuous and date someone of your own profession. Just this once, the dating society will allow it because no one should have to suffer the vanities of these people. Except, they themselves.

4) The Mentally Disturbed

Those with severe insecurity and daddy issues (or any other psychological problems), sorry, no dates for you. I recommend a healthy dose of loneliness to ponder upon your lives. But if you insist on jumping into the pool, then please, date someone as nutsy as you. At least you guys can have a group therapy session and relieve the tension.

5) Control Freaks

No amount of advice can get you someone. But in the event that someone actually falls for you (bravo!), then I suggest you hide your true colours. At least until you marry him/her and get a baby with them.

6) The Outcast

The outcast here is described as the attention-seeker, convinced of no one's love and yearns to belong to something or someone. In comes the orphan, who has no familial ties whatsoever so it is a perfect chance for the outcast to mold them into something that can belong to them. These people will give Gollum a run for his money. My precioussss....

So that's it from me. I'm not a dating expert and this is purely for laughs so please, don't take it too seriously. If you don't find it funny, well.. then get a move on (:

All my love.

2009-05-27T01:19:00.001-07:00

I love watching movies but I hate watching it at the cinema with seats that are abominably close to the screen because I just don't know where to focus my eyes on! The screen is so big that my eyes are practically exercising just to have a complete view of the scenes. Oy.

On to more pressing terms, I think I'm going to fail my stats test :( Statssuck.

Love,
K.

2009-05-23T07:52:00.000-07:00

I have this theory.

I'm sure I'm not the only person to have realised it but I have it, nonetheless.

I believe that any single girl has the potential to be crazy.

No matter how unearthly cool they are - when I say cool, I mean play-CS-for-twelve-hours-straight and not at all demanding and nagging (a girl will be forever branded as Goddess for this) - there lies within them a potential to go absolutely and completely bonkers when they've met the perfect male specimen. Heck, a guy doesn't even have to be perfect for a girl to tear out her whole head of hair, out of frustration.

Naturally, I am not exempt from this. There's a thin line between "passionately in love" and simply "borderline" crazy. What sets you apart, I think, is the lack of understanding or trust.

Never ever jump to conclusions and start spewing random accusations that have no tangible evidence. Women are prided for their supreme maturity and intelligence. Make use of this and tread carefully. You don't chase after a deer with a rifle when it's already noticed you, do you? Let it go; pick your battles carefully.
If you think your boyfriend is being "courted" by another girl, never ever lose your head around her. Remember, she is the enemy. Military tactics need to be employed in order to defeat her. And crying and confronting the worm head-on is not the way to go.
The male sex always, and I mean always, need their space, to a certain extent. So, never try to come between them and their quality time with their friends. Remember, this isn't done out of some need to be away from you or due to his lack of of feelings for you. Boys will be boys. The same standard, however, does not apply to us. Girls aren't allowed to be girls (indulging in far-fetched borderline-psychotic theories) and if we have the misfortune to concede to our nature, we will be forever condemned for it. That's why we have to utilize our God-given talent of thinking to act accordingly.

That's really all I can think of right now. Every girl should strive to be calm, cool and collected. Let no man bring you down and lock you up in a shallow pool of insecurities. Free yourself and remember the most important advice that can ever be bestowed upon womankind: you don't need a man to make you happy!

Empower yourself, girls!

Killerrs.

No Boundaries

2009-05-22T15:55:00.000-07:00

Just for the sake of the future when one of us might want to go back to old entries and then you read Ryhan's previous entry and go, "Ohey, so who won American Idol? Kris or Adam?"

It's Kris Allen!!

I honestly believe that Adam deserved this more than Kris. It'll be a lie if i say that Kris is the best singer out of season 8, cause we all know he's not. But hey, who cares if Lambert didn't win and Allen did. I believe that the top 5 will have a LONG singing career in front of them. And that's what matters most :)

you can go higher,
you can do deeper,
there are no boundaries,
above and beneath you,
break every rules,
cause there's nothing between you and your dream..

Kris Allen- No Boundaries.

you know who.

as you were.

step yo game up

2009-05-20T05:32:00.000-07:00

I'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND LIKE MY PANTS CAUGHT FIRE. Why? Cause the new Idol will be crowned tomorrow!! Adam or Kris, it doesn't matter anymore, I have come to terms with the fact that they are both breathtaking in their own way. Isn't that just great? That way, I won't be disappointed with the results tomorrow. Oh and Shawn Johnson, my FAVOURITE gymnast, won Dancing With the Stars!! :D Was at an MP meeting in the afternoon and I am really really really disappointed that SHE has decided to rule out the one event I'm in charge of. Urghhhhhh!!!!!!

Mom had some news about the scholarship. Apparently, they won't be calling in a second batch for the interview as the quotas have been filled. :( I'll just have to keep it together in this bloody battlefield. ONE MORE YEAR, just one more year and Insyaallah, I'll fly off too. Amin, amin. Remember : When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. :)

bisoux,
ryhan

2009-05-18T07:54:00.000-07:00

Today, in a nutshell, was like walking into my room. You simply don't know what item of clothing you were going to stumble over or if the spiderweb would still be there to form a crown on your head as you walk in. Totally unexpected and utterly full of first-time mishaps, which translated in Kilah language, can also be known as ADVENTURES!

First was the accident Heirna had during handball. After several hours, I finally discovered the truth and no, Raihan didn't maliciously pushed her. Heirna had turned around in a very odd angle, causing her leg to be distended. You could see her bone jutting out and for about twenty to thirty minutes, she stayed in this really awkward position because it was simply too painful to move. This has never happened to me, and I feel so bad for her. I hope she gets well soon! Although, I do envy her. She gets to skip GP!

Arif, Baz and I then went off with Nani and her sister Jimah to scout some possible places for the farwell dinner; just want to do our share to lighten the load. No crime in that right? We checked out Kiulap Plaza Hotel, IGS Hall and the Palm Hotel, although this hotel has no ballroom available. The Kiulap Plaza Hotel is perfectly acceptable! More than that! It's spacious and well-furnished. If the price quotation comes back and turn out to be cheaper, I think it would be an awesome place to have the dinner.

Atfer our long hard day, we decided to cap it off with having a drink at Ahan Thai. Then, what do you know. The car got stuck in the mud and despite our Herculean efforts of pushing the car as Jimah reversed it, it still would not move! We were also splattered all over with mud from the tyres' aggressive attempts to free itselves from the mud mask! Arif kept suggesting we put rocks under the tyres. He might as well have spoken to a deaf person because we totally bypassed him. Sorry, Rif! :P So, Jimah called her friend, who tried, for so long to reverse the car, to no avail. I mean, seriously dude. It didn't work when Jimah tried it with four MS kids pushing it, it won't work with you alone behind the wheel. Sorry. HAHA.

Just as I had predicted, he had his friends come to help. It was already past 6 and we were so hungry and tired. Most people would see this as unfortunate and a stick in the mud (HAHAHA), a real damper to end the day. But not us! We were so ecstatic. We took it in stride. I think it had to do with the company :) Just like the debate fiasco. Is it just me or do weird things always happen when I'm around?

Anyway, Arif was right when he said we had to use rocks and trees. I'll never ignore you ever again, Rif! No matter how silly you sound saying half of the things you think! HAHAHA NADAWAH. We finally sped off to Ahan Thai and had dinner there for about an hour. Gila nyaman. I love cheap comfort food! HAHA. Oy, what would Mrs. Singh sayyy!

Pictures were taken. Hopefully they would be up on facebook tomorrow (Y)

So tired that some words aren't even bolded,
Kilzyboo! xOxO EGBA BABY.

ADAM WHO???

2009-05-16T19:53:00.000-07:00

OMG. Jeg elsker deg ALEXANDER RYBAK!!! That's Norwegian for I love Alexander Rybak. Or soemthing. Sounds a bit weird though. hothothothotstufffff.

All I need is you and your violin Rybak. :p Totally deserved to win the Eurovision.

p.s. sorry,short random post, but whatever. :p

p.p.s. DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT criticise his English. haha

Hilsen virkelig,

ryhan

dayyyum son

2009-05-14T18:36:00.000-07:00

ADAM LAMBERT AND KRIS ALLEN THROUGH TO THE FINALS!!!!!!!! :D

I'll give Gokey some credit, he put up an excellent fight but at the end of the day, charm and a little bit of gay aura win it all! :p This might be the firt American Idol season ever, in which I don't mind seeing either of the finalists grab the title, I usually take sides. Ahh..memories of the David vs David days. :) Both Adam and Kris are exact opposites, Adam being the ultimate performer who pulls out all stops once he's on stage and Kris being a wallflower at times who radiates a mysterious aura when he performs. And and and, I totally love Kris's version of Kanye's Heartless. Who knew you could sing that song acoustic? So anyway, may the best man win! p.s. sorry emah and yas, we rubbed Gokey's departure in your face. :p

On a completely unrelated note, now is the right time to explain everything. Yeah, you know who you are. This isn't funny anymore, okay? They can get hurt, and I don't want to be responsible for that. Let's just call it what it is and get it over with. Seriously. Geez.

A very confused and annoyed Raihan

2009-05-12T05:16:00.000-07:00

True friend is oxymoronic.

Is there really such a thing as loyalty? I am incredibly disillusioned and doubtful of its very existence. Although it seems that Loyalty will win the battle to shatter my disenchantment, something will always come trampling down the road and slaughter every belief I have left. It is inescapable. Yes, literature people; all those dark and bleak subjects some of the poets continuously mack about are actually dead-on accurate, no matter how hard you and I try to fight it. The glass is more than just half empty. It's down to the last inch. Rain might fall and fill it up to the brim, but nature will take its course and the glass will, once again, be half empty.

It's time for you to live.

2009-05-09T08:51:00.001-07:00

Awake. (Starring Hayden Christensen, Jessica Alba, Terrence Howard, etc) Definitely a must watch movie. Afiqah approves!

My eyes weren't dry the entire length of the movie. It was THAT fantastic. I just caught in on Star Movies. And my oh my, might i say what a mighty fine specimen that Hayden Christensen is! LOL Clayton Beresford Jr, who he plays in this movie, just dethroned Jasper Hale as my number one (fictional) man. It'd be so awesome if my boyfriend was like him. LOL :)

It was just the most sweetest thing ever when the thought of Sam made him numb of pain. The love he had for her made everything else disappear. ♥
But then oh, it spirals down afterwards. I don't want to say much about this movie cause I'll probably just spoil the ending. Just watch the movie, if you haven't. And get ready to be hypnotised by the blue eyes of one Hayden Christensen :) :)

And on a completely different note. Liverpool FC, i bleed red only because of you. Now, win for me! Win!!

As you were.

EDITED: Liverpool won! Wohooo!! ♥
aaand and, congratulations to Danny Agger who just became a new daddy!! So happy for you! :D :D

2009-05-08T05:04:00.000-07:00

I love animated films.

Corpse Bride was what spurned on that declaration! I was feverishly (quite literally as it was incredibly hot this afternoon) finishing off my History essay just so I could indulge in my favorite pastime of watching movies without a care in the world and the threat of homework to haul me back into reality.

If you haven't watched the gory and macabre yet appealingly quirky animated flick that is Corpse Bride, then you are really missing a lot. While it is quite reminiscent of The Nightmare Before Christmas (same producer, Tim Burton; is there any wonder?) the plot is fresh and hilarious. Due to dire financial straits, Victoria Everglot - the daughter of an aristocrat - is catapulted into an arranged marriage to a nouve-riche fish merchant's son, Victor van Dort, who is a sweet bumbling mass of nerves. Upon their first meeting, which was on the day of their wedding's rehearsal, they develop a certain affinity for each other, and both suddenly looked forward to the wedding, instead of dreading it. However, Victor, who is by nature a nervous boy, is unable to execute the recital of his vows flawlessly, leading the Pastor who was officiating the marriage to suspend the wedding until Victor could, as we say it, get it right.

This led Victor to stumble off into the forest, frustrated with himself. Alone in the forest, he begins to practice his vows and to his surprise, he could remember them! To complete the act, he inserted the intended wedding ring into a tree bark, not realizing it was the rotting hand of a female corpse, Emily, who accepts Victor's unintended marriage proposal and vows and takes him to the underworld. Several incidents then ensue which I will not disclose here because I wouldn't be able to do the film justice. So, people, do watch this! It's incredibly entertaining and the characters are all drawn so peculiarly, as is customary for a Tim Burton film. This one newspaper man who kept ringing a bell was shaped like a huge bell; sort of like the one Quasimodo tended to in the Hunchback. Victor is a thin and tall boy with literally stick-thin legs. But his eyes are huge and covers up most of his face. The combination of these two peculiar features are enough to make you laugh when you see him running.

So who lent their voices to the characters? As you might have guessed, Victor is played by none other than the poster boy for Tim Burton's films, Johnny Depp and Emily, the ghost is played by TB's real-life ladylove, Helena Bonham Carter. It's a must-see, in my opinion. So go out and buy a copy and tell me all about it! (: I will now go scratch my leg for I seem to have been bitten by a damn mosquito.

Love, Kilah.

aren't they just adorable?

2009-05-06T03:46:00.000-07:00

I don't care how much they cost, or how they'll make me look fat when i wear them with my DVB skinnies, I WANT THEM! I mean, just look at them Marc Jacobs flats!! They're not your average Keds, they're a total fashion statement! I want them in every colour and every design, but living in this fashion Uganda called Brunei, I'd have to wait til Mom's trip to Australia OR my sister could get one for me in UK. *HINTHINT* If you're reading this, bimbo, get me one!!! I'm actually doing you a favor, now you don't have to buy me a birthday present. Consider it done! :p I will not settle for a pair from ebay that probably still reeks of the previous owner's feet!

MARC JACOBS MOUSE FLATS!!!!!

Also found these cool 'Obama McCain Keds' that were sold during the campaign last year. I'm not exactly sure how that's supposed to be an honour, getting your face pasted all over a pair of shoes. Doesn't that make it look like you're getting your face, and everything that comes with it, trampled on? Read : Doormat! But whatever, still totally love Obama. :) They designed a whole collection based on the campaign, with both McCain and Obama Keds, but these are my favourite. :)

2009-05-04T03:21:00.000-07:00

Have you ever wondered how you would turn out had you been born in a different era, parents and place? Here is my desired alternate life:

Era - a futuristic one; where aliens and humans coexist in harmony.
Parents - none. I am the product of a mutated process that does not require biological cooperation from this mediocre race called humans. In this era, it is commonly unheard of for a human to be born via birth. We are children of science! A by-product of the vision and sheer determination shared by Humalien, the advanced scientific movement that has, throughout New Futura (the era I live in) history persevered to create a perfect hybrid of both humans and aliens. In this hybrid, the weaknesses of both species will be eliminated, to give a hundred-percent efficient creature. The first Hybrid was created on the 208th Maranday (it is no longer called Monday), 7000 Millenia.
Place - Earth, along with more than half of the world's population, were decimated and consumed by the -- now mythical but was once, deadly -- global warming, which from history and geography records is defined as "the increase in the average temperature of the Earth that can either plunge the world into an indefinite Ice Age or desertification." The latter occurred, but not before a quarter of Earth's population managed to escape, using five hundred space shuttles, to the temperature-neutral Mars. Here, any species of creature can survive. There is also no longer a fear of the Sun, as it has exploded millions of years ago in the same incident that made Earth mere history.

How cool is this?! Haha. This is just a joke. Rest assured, there is no fear of me stripping naked and participating in a Paganist ritual of worshipping the moon. Nor will I join Tom Cruise's joke of a religion anytime soon. I am just trying to alleviate the stress that I have been constantly bombarded with of late. Also, this is a manifestation of my obsession with X-Men. So, don't take this seriously. :)

So, who is weird enough to do this?

2009-05-04T01:58:00.000-07:00

Guten Abend :)

I apologize for my previous post because it was very brief and some mentioned that the font is pretty hard to read. As mentioned before, I am new at this so please excuse my bimboness.

I had a very productive day today, thanks to my dearest sister :) I owe her money and I am super broke. So she made me help paint her room green. Not really paint, just take the wallpaper off her walls. Agus, my grandpa's worker, is doing the painting part. But still it was super tiring cause the air-cond was off and no fan :( But before that, i went to this shop to make our handball jersey. Go Ultimate Velocity :) TWO CHORES DONE :) all i have left is homework :( I have so many outstanding homework. Sorry, teachers. I'm only 17, what do you want from me? Later, I'ma watch Wolverine with my darling cousins but my legs and my many homework are killing me. I can't really walk properly for the time being so if you see me walking around looking like a sloth, don't laugh. I don't know if i can play in the badminton tournament on Friday cause I think my legs are not going to recover by then. PFTTH! Have to go now, my brother wants to skype with her girlfriend. Lovebirds :p

Auf Wiedersehen,
Emah.

As easy as 1,2,3,4

2009-05-03T06:54:00.001-07:00

My greatest fear is not of heights, nor of spiders, snakes or creepy crawlies or whatever. My fear is fairly unknown: the fear of being forgotten, the fear of being ignored and/or the fear of nobody caring about me. Athazagoraphobia. That's the correct term for it. You have no idea how much of a heaven sent it is knowing the term athazagoraphobia. For the past two years, i've lived with a sad conclusion that i'm depressed for feeling this way. Haha.. And now that i know i'm not mentally incorrect, i feel like i can finally breathe easy. Am not exaggerating. My fear is something that i have lived with for two years. And it has grown to an intensifying degree since the last few months of 2008. Especially in the eyes of the ones i'm close with for 5 years. I'm scared, terrified even, of the thought that i'm being replaced. A feeling which i can't seem to ignore lately.
If i were to be gone for good on planet earth, i very often wonder if anyone would ever miss me. If anyone would notice my absence. Because i know that i'm not exactly the most funniest, or the most interesting, or the smartest person you've ever met. I'm very much so like the average jane. And who would miss an average jane? Almost noone. I go through with it everyday in school. Or should i say, especially in school. No one waits for me if i go out of class or lab last. I'd be the last and lone soul in a line of buzzing chatter when going to another class. Everyday. Unless i make the effort to leave before everyone else does to avoid being ignored. It hurts. Woah, understatement of the year! I don't know.. Maybe it's my fault. I don't exactly have the most loudest voice or the most shiniest personality in a room full of loud voices and sunshine personalities. Maybe i should learn to be both. Or maybe i'm just paranoid. Sighs.
Well, whatever it is. I'm embracing my athazagoraphobia. If i can have a tattoo, it'd say athazagoraphobic. And I'd place it on my wrist..

To overcome a fear, one most embrace and admit it, y/y? :)
lol

if you're wondering,
it's Afiqah..

as you were.

2009-04-30T00:17:00.000-07:00

The end is nigh.

I've never been a big fan of keeping up to date with the news, especially now, more than ever. Whenever you switch on the television or flip through the papers, the first thing that greets you is disasters. It seems like the world is currently being bombarded with problems from all sides, be it political, environmental, health and even finance. I'm particularly concerned with problems regarding the environment and health (global warming and swine flu, people) I was just researching the swine flu (I'm seriously concerned) and like the other strains of flu, it is airborne.

That's the horrifying part, knowing that no matter what precautions you take, you have the potential to catch it, and die as a result. The World Health Organization have declared a Phase 5, sort of like that Code Black you see in movies when they have a serious bomb threat. Phase 5 is the second highest level of emergencies under the WHO regulation, which is a non-ambiguous indication that the swine flu is gravely serious.

There's also that huge concern of global warming and the fact that it could very well be the human race's undoing. The Doomsday Clock, while theoretical, shows that the time left till it is midnight (or ultimate destruction) is only five minutes. It's like a horrible movie, like 28 Days Later. You watch all these gruesome things and you think, 'this can never happen in the real world. The human race can't end like that. We can't go out without a bang." But that is what is happening right now and it isn't even registering in our heads just how grievous and precarious the current global condition is, because we still think that the end of the world is preposterous and is only plausible in films, but not in the real world.

Our minds are wrapped in this compact cocoon where we only ponder on inconsequential things; we're ignoring what is really happening, either because we really do not care or because we just can't accept it. I'll go with the latter. The human race by nature, loves to bury their heads in the sand and act like that particularly disagreeable something is not there. In the words of Hugh Jackman from the Prestige, "We want to be fooled."

The end is not near, people. It's already here.

So, how are you?

Guess who.

2009-04-29T01:51:00.000-07:00

Is it just me or is Brunei really hot right now? I am not being dramatic here, but it really does feel like I'm about to scorch into tiny little pieces whenever I leave the comfort of my air-conditioned house. Here's another proof of Brunei's supernova-worthy temperature. My Potong ice-cream was dead frozen after I've left it to its own devices for about three days, in the freezer. So, as an experiment (and because I hate eating hard popsicles, it always feels like my teeth will get chipped in the process) I placed the ice-cream on my veranda and I left it there to melt. A mere minute later, I took the ice-cream and what do you know, it was considerably soft!

Moral of the story: there is a good to every bad, an opposite to every reaction, a yin and a yang, a substrate to my enzyme.

Apakan.

But seriously, though. I don't like the sun. It isn't giving my face a reprieve from its apparent tudong line. Sasak ku sudah. I look like an ogre who has two different shades to its face.

A burnt (in more ways than one) and exhausted,
Akeela

An Orchestra of Musicians.

2009-04-28T00:02:00.000-07:00

Buongiorno :) Emah here. A virgin blogger. A million thanks to the girls for inviting me. I can't really blog as much as I would like to as I have no internet connection at my humble abode. Not yet anyway. I apologize. I will try to write weekly :) One thing that you need to know about me is that I am obsessed with music. Unfortunately, I don't play any of the musical instruments as of yet. I will soon. Hopefully :) I would kill to have guitar and piano lessons. Seriously, I would. Oh, well! All this talk about music makes me hungry. Weird? I know. I'ma look for food now :)

Ciao,

Emah.

2009-04-25T18:35:00.000-07:00

It's 9.16 PM and I am thankful for several things. My aunt's three-day wedding has taken its course and is over and done with! Today was the most frantic, I have to say. I had to wake up early so I could fulfill my duty as the 'dian girl' which was actually quite interesting. The last wedding I went to was about, three years ago and believe it or not, I hadn't quite reach that mental state where I could absorb traditional customs well. Now, since I'm deeply involved in this particular wedding -- orang rumah kaliahhh -- I've become more aware of the whole thing, and I find it so fascinating! I think, when I get married, I would want to go all out and do the whole shebang! Blog partners, you're all invited! HAHA

After finishing my role ast the 'dian girl' I had to help out with the preparation of the food. I basically had to cling wrap everything, which sounds like a simple task enough. However, there was twenty three tables and some food, like the sambal goreng, had to be served two on each table. So, that's FOURTY SIX cling wraps. The rest were twenty three pieces, and after going through fourty-six dishes, with the sun beating heavily on your back and sweat dripping off your forehead like rainwater, it really started to get aggravating. It came to a point where I just tore off the cling wrap, scrunched it into a ball and ground it under my foot. But seeing my aunt looking so radiant and elated was well worth the effort (:

And oh.

I also had to wear a corset.

Girls, don't ever do it! It is PAINFUL. Bold and capital, people. It felt like my ribcage was constricted. Whenever I tried to breathe, I could feel my ribcage expanding only to a certain degree. I was half-completing the act of breathing the whole seven hours. I was also wearing four-inch heels which made the entire experience a mental and physical bloodbath, not literally of course. Sigh, the things we girls have to go through.

I also have a stats test tomorrow, permutation and combination. My duties have prevented me from studying for it. So, failure here I come. ):

A very sobered and oxygenated,
Akeela

And of, congratulations Zura for getting your Internet fixed. And of, also for getting top ten in the world for Additional Maths. Whatever, getting your Internet fixed is much more of a big deal. HAHAHAHAH NADAWAH. CONGRATS ZURRR. WE'RE SO PROUD OF OUR LITTLE FRIEND (:

And the winner is...

2009-04-23T17:43:00.000-07:00

PAHLAWAN!!!

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL PAHLAWAN ATHLETES, FIELD PERFORMERS, TEACHERS AND STUDENTS ON OUR VICTORY!! :D

Standing out there in the heat, grabbing cameras from random people and snapping away incessantly was definitely worth witnessing Pahlawan come out as victors. Excellent job everyone. As for the field performers, you guys did a kickass dance routine out there and you will always be winners in the heart of Pahlawan-ians. :)

Bisoux,

Ryhan Ghazali

2009-04-23T04:03:00.000-07:00

Today went off with a bang! Not only did I enjoy selling off more than half of Cici's Shepherd's Pie at the MP cafe (with Nafi's help *grunts*) but Panglima walked away with a triple... no, wait, QUADRUPLE WIN!

Field events
Field performance
March pass
BINTANG SUKAN!

Confused? Today was the 34th MSPSBS Sport's Day and as usual, everyone was quaking in their sport shoes at the start of the event, waiting for the highly-anticipated field performance. I have to say, all four houses delivered spectacular performances! But of course, there could only be one winner, and it was my house, Panglima! You guys were awesome! I knew it was something special. I felt it in the air, from the way everyone dressed and by the way they broke from their lines WITH SUCH PERFECT SYNCHRONIZATION AND ORGANIZATION!

Pahlawan was awesome, too. I loved how they drew inspiration from the snakes and incorporated that into their dance moves :P There was hissing too, apparently! But I didn't hear that from so far away. It was an amazing performance and even though my tan line is more apparent than ever, I don't wish any moment away. Wouldn't have changed a single thing! And even though I didn't perform or run for Panglima, I couldn't help feeling proud. We've been in such a miserable losing streak and this was as good as it gets. One of the biggest lessons I've learned this year is that just because you didn't get number one, doesn't mean you're not a winner. And Panglima is definitely a winner in the hearts of many! Go MS! Haha, random. I've been inhaling too much flour.

Much love,
Akeela

Aaaare you a good girl?

2009-04-22T02:18:00.000-07:00

Today's field performance practice was mind blowing!! That's the only word i can use to describe today's practice. Pahlawan and Panglima decided to be best friends and share the auditorium. We even joined in to each others routine!! Despite the fact that we're in a race against time because Sports Day is tomorrow (yikes!), we managed to play around a little bit. Both house are so supportive of each other; a few of the Pahlawans deemed us the PangLawan. LOL Both dance routine are equally fantastic, too. Kan, Yasmin? It's gonna be a tough dance battle tomorrow. Can't wait!! :)

Nisa, Zura, Silah and I danced like crazy at the end to Girls Generation's Gee and After School's Ah! too. Good times. Good times. :)

♥

as you were.

Adicion~

2009-04-19T18:16:00.000-07:00

I've found a new obsession. This particular one has got me ignoring my work and stuck in front of the computer for six hours at a time, streaming up to thirty five videos! My days are now occupied with it, like literally. Ninety-percent of the time, you'll find me indulging in this particular obsession; before I go to bed, when I wake up in the morning, in between meals, you name it! I know this is going to sound totally psychotic but I feel like there's a string that pulls and binds me to it :( I've fallen so deeply in love with it, and I know that I'll go beserk and depressed when it's all over. This is not an act! I am seriously, one hundred percent obsessed. Please find me another obsession soon!

Meilleure chance fois suivante, non?

2009-04-18T19:24:00.000-07:00

First impressions. That's what sticks in the mind. That's what we automatically remember when you mention someone's name. Not the middle of the conversation, or even the end where someone might leave you speechless, but it's how you started coming into the picture. First impressions, that's all that matters. Maybe I don't give them that well. It's that 'bang', I'm missing. What to do...I'm stuck with that wallflower nature. :) So all that's left is, la chance et l'espoir que l'annee prochaine sera meilleure. Wanted to make the most out of this year, since there's just no chance in hell that I'll be hopping on that plane to the land of Jude Law and authentic Fish and Chips. Can't say I wasn't disappointed, but what to do? :) Wanted to join everything so that my CV file would be even thicker than the worst MS student's personal record file. Oh well, let's move on!! That's my new mantra. :)

On a lighter note,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMAH IBRAHIM!!!!!

BONNE ANNIVERSAIRE!!! YOU GON' PARTY LIKE A ROCKSTAR HOMIE! WORD. :D

Ghost rider!

2009-04-17T00:52:00.000-07:00

Hey guys~! just wondering if u need a good laugh so I posted this video.

Enjoy!

HANI

Quelle dommage!!!

2009-04-16T18:02:00.000-07:00

Ah, mon dieu!! Yesterday was wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy tiring. The amount of running, sweating, jumping around I had yesterday was tons more than I've had all week. First, CCA. Was supposed to play handball but since most of us suck anyway (i.e me. haha), we convinced Tr Noridah to let us play netball instead. BIG MISTAKE! Well, it was for me. I haven't been in contact with a netball ball for months, since PE is on a whole different level this year, and I sucked big time yesterday. :p Like, my grip was totally whack and I kept dropping the fucking ball. GRRRRRR!!!!!!!

Went back to school hoping and praying that English Lit class would be cancelled. Alas, my prayers got tangled up with a flock of birds somewhere high in the sky and E Lit class was still on. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE E Lit, but yesterday was just one of those days when I don't feel like going to class all sweaty and out of breath. Netball with the MPs was to commence at 1, so I was really disappointed that I had to go to class instead. Trudged up the staircase with both feet weighing like a couple of dumbbells, and SUDDENLY, the flock of birds cleared up and Ms Hilary came into view. Boy, am I making this sound more dramatic than it really was. :p SHE ANNOUNCED THAT CLASS WAS CANCELLED. YAYYYY!!

So I got to play netball after all. Played outside, in the scalding heat with no sunblock, sunscreen whatsoever on hand, but I didn't care. I loooove running around and getting all sweaty. :) I mean, there's always deodorant. :D The aftermath of playing outside... I GOT DARKER. That could mean two things, but I'm talking about my skin wah. Hitam ahh.... And today I'm playing tennis so I'll end up looking like an army officer. :(

p.s. CONGRATS KILLER!!!!!! The 'cicak' speech ah..Haha. Reminds me of si you know who. :p
p.p.s MATT GIRAUD, je t'aime!!

bisoux,
strawberryhan

Araso?

2009-04-16T02:56:00.000-07:00

What does a cell phone salesman, fifty-year-old spinster and a six-year-old tot have in common? Pure talent. These three different individuals all entered a talent competition, Britain’s Got Talent. The first two more than surpassed everyone’s expectations, perhaps because they are so overly-unattractive that the preconceived notion was that they would fail miserably. But they were spectacular, Paul Potts especially. Another powerhouse act is Flawless, a dancing group. If you think Jabawockeez are awesome, wait till you see this group! I know it is needless to say that visual trumps literature anytime, so here are the links to the acts I’ve mentioned.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxPZh4AnWyk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEo5bjnJViA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWNoiVrJDsE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6GrOMLylvhQ

You're unbelievable

2009-04-15T22:46:00.000-07:00

HOW CAN THEY ELIMINATE MATT GIRAUD? STUPID AMERICANS! I had a sneaky suspicion that their IQs were meandering toward the lower end when they supported the Iraqi War but really! THAT WAS A MISTAKE, PEOPLE! THANK GOD THE JUDGES SAVED HIM! Thank you judges, thank you thank you for saving him! We’re both lucky today (:

As much as I hate to admit this, Kris Allen’s performance was awesome; it gave me goosebumps all over! To hell with what Randy and Kara said! Go Matt and Kris!

Akeela

Two is more than one, so like, I totally won!

2009-04-15T22:15:00.000-07:00

Sweat, nerves, huge crowd of smart individuals.

Check, check, check.

Today was the Senior Prepared Debate Competition and although my heart was ramming to its own erratic beat in my ribcage and I lost the trail of my speech for about ten seconds, I still got second place. The winner, our resident geek extraordinaire (and I do mean it affectionately) definitely deserved it. Kudos to Wee Kiat! I know this is sort of an expected loser speech but I'm really not that upset. I'd be lying if I said I'm not the teeniest bit disappointed but I feel good, I feel content. The ginormous multi-faceted trophy that glints in sunlight and is heavier than Anis and Wani put together definitely compensates for my being the first runner-up! I think that I owe this unconvincing graceful loser act to Miss Ani, who kind of delivered good news. I want it like I want Reese chocolates. Please make it happen, Allah.

Thanks to my awesome friends for their support and also for making the audi shake with the high decibels of their screams. I have nothing but heartfelt love for you guys :)

Truly satisfied and hoping no one is having fun at my expense,

Akeela

So so random.

2009-04-14T21:09:00.000-07:00

writer: aafiqah (new author, yo!)
currently at: Computer Lab D206
listening to: After School (from Bunny Boo's laptop)

Hello all! First post JMDKWNXNI!! :)
As for my role in this blog, i shall be the random one. You know the one who comes up with... random stuff. Since Yasmin's the bimbo one, Belle and Kils are both the smart ones.
I have been blogging for over two years, not that that is something that i'm proud of. Doesn't that like say that i have no life for the past two years? Oh well! In those two years I've acquired an eloquence in netspeaking. So, if you don't understand me, for future reference, just ignore me. I also tend to mistake my grammar quite A LOT. Just you know, forgive me.

In the mean time, Happy 20th rememberence day of Hillsborough. to my 96 heroes, you will always be remembered. ♥
FOREVER YOUNG: 96 Reds remembered.

as you were.

And the disconnected number I still call

2009-04-14T21:03:00.000-07:00

Currently in the school's ICT lab under the pretense of researching poets :P Sujata Bhatt, Tony Harrison and Anne Stevenson. Tony Harrison's poem, Long Distance is such a heartbreaking poem detailing the acts of a seemingly hard and detached man who has lost the love of his life. The poem had Miss Hilary in tears, it did. This was one of the first poems we did and I attribute my interest and passion for E.Lit to it! I recommend it to anyone who wants to be arrested by such profound emotions.

That's what E.Lit does to you. It strips the ice you've cemented around your heart and it engulfs you in a multitude of feelings; disgust, love, passion, anger and that's simply the aim, to make you feel.

Human beings are so lucky!

Akeela

Rollercoaster rides!

2009-04-14T02:19:00.000-07:00

You know that feeling when you get sick of something you love? Like when you're on a diet and cave in one day to a huge packet of Reese's PB Cups. You go through that whole packet in record time and when all that's left are the empty, torn wrappers, you get that rising feeling of guilt, loss, failure, and tons more, in your gut? The bright pink cotton candy starts to taste like cardboard, that favourite song on your iPod starts to sound like sharp Ju-On-esque nails dragged over a chalkboard. Wait, Ju On ada nails kan? Oh well, the other horror flick then.

If you've ticked all of the above then I've got news for you. You need cheering up big time. If it makes you feel any better, I'm in that exact, same rut too. :( More metaphors coming up! Life's a rollercoaster ride and you have the high and low points, but I don't get it. Every point on a rollercoaster ride is FUN, whereas the highs and lows in life are just that. You feel super high or you feel super low. Macam what Kilah said about bipolar tendencies. NOT THAT I'M BIPOLAR. God forbid. :p I'm just very, very, very uninspired, moody and fatigued as of late.

I need a shot of whatever my friends are having. :) Cause fo shizz, you guys define JOVIAL. :) Ho-humm..The pile of crap on my desk that the teachers call 'homework' is yelling at me. I should stop procrastinating and get of my butt.

I fly like paper, get high like planes. :p

Day Tripper!

2009-04-13T23:50:00.000-07:00

So, I was rummaging through the fridge, looking for fruits to eat because.. as I've become more aware of the environment, I've also grown more conscious of my health (hahaha right) and how I have sadly neglected it of late, what with gorging myself on McDonald's and mee goreng and pizza... :( Having taken one measly pair, I realized it was not enough to satisfy my craving. So continued my rummaging. Several moments later, I found, stuck somewhere at the back of the fridge, a box of prized and special fruits!

Behold, the legendary strawberries imported from
Sweden (which explains the snow cover)

Want a closer look? (:

Hahahaha okay, so it's not exactly snow-covered strawberries. To those who are as bimbotic and gullible as Yasmin, these are actually fungi-infested strawberries. How cool is that? I've got a science experiment in my own fridge~ HAHA.

On to more disgusting matters, I did my first patrolling today with several MPs and one of them actually found droppings in the drawers of this one classroom. Si Yasmin ani andang ni inda pandai membuang lapas beria. HAHA. Nadawah, they were rat droppings apparently :S Tres ew.

Aaaaaand now, homework calls :(

Highlight of the day: PE! (: <3

TTFN, then!

Akeela

GP

2009-04-13T19:44:00.000-07:00

Surprisingly i am doing this during GP lesson.WOOOHOO! awesome right? seriously, i am doing this in the computer lab. we were asked to do a research on the topic "equality is required in gender relationship?do you agree?" To be honest, i am kind of bored with the questions that is given to us for essays. why can they bring up a topic that ALL GENDER at our age would enjoy. For instance "should Liverpool win the premier league this year?" OR "what would happen when paris hilton become poor" -
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There was a pause there as Mr Aussie was explaining something behind my head.i don't have much time to write more as it's only 5 min left to enter goldfish's class!!! and at the same time, aussie keeps walking around and looking at everyone's screen so i end here.CIOU!

yasminator:)

BOOM BOOM POW!

2009-04-13T05:39:00.000-07:00

How wonderful. The rotten cherry on top of a mouldy cake. Frankly speaking, this month hasn't done anything to prove itself worthy of my energy and attention. apakan tu. Does that even make sense? The impact from the accident, that practically threw me off my seat, might i add, must have fried my brain. What is wrong with Bruneian drivers? Like, seriously, if you know you're in the wrong, just FESS UP! YOU were driving way over the speed limit in the SLOW lane, YOU took your eyes off the road and YOU crashed into the side of our car. It's all YOU, YOU and surpise, surpise, YOU! Wasted hours waiting for someone to come and fix everything when you sped off unharmed! Thank you sooooo much for making my day!

*breathein*

*breatheout*

*breathein*

*breatheout*

On a lighter note,the bimbo sister left for Japan. Will miss all her bimbo(tic?) tendencies and comments like:

Bim: What's wrong with the camera, I can't switch it on! Kau tu! What did you do?!

Me: *took the camera calmly and flipped open the battery slot* Bimbo eh! You didn't put the battery in!

Bim: Ohh...no wonder it's so light! *smiles sheepishly and skips away*

Yes, she skips. As in,Alice-in-Wonderland-on-red-brick-path skip. Please, come forward with a cure.

The Original Emo

2009-04-13T02:07:00.000-07:00

I'm in a foul mood.

I did a personality test the other day and apparently, I’m a mixture of two personalities, Choleric Melancholic. It sounds disgusting and complicated but I really do think that that personality test was dead accurate. According to this little website (I don’t know if you’ve heard of it) called Wikipedia, there are four personalities or temperaments known as Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholic and Phlegmatic. Sounds disgusting, no? Each personality type has its corresponding season and element. Since I am choleric melancholic, I think I’ll explain just that. I am utterly and hopelessly self-centered if you haven’t noticed (:

CHOLERIC

• Fluid: Bile
• Season: Summer (dry and hot)
• Element: Fire
• A doer and a leader
• A lot of ambition, energy and passion
• Tries to instill the previous in people
• Apt at dominating people of other temperaments (especially phlegmatic)
• Easily angered and are bad-tempered
• Predominant in many charismatic military and political figures

MELANCHOLIC

• Fluid: Black Bile
• Season: Fall/Autumn
• Element: Earth
• Thoughtful and frequently ponders
• Very kind and considerate
• Highly creative (arts and poetry)
• Overly preoccupied with tragedy and cruelty in the world
• More susceptible to depression
• Perfectionist and very particular

So, I’m somewhere between the two.

One time during a Literature class, we discussed how poets are more inclined to having a bipolar disorder, a condition where you get extreme highs and lows. Having read the part about melancholic, I am forced to conclude that poets or any type of artists are melancholic, otherwise known to every Bruneian as emo. I always knew I was a bit melancholic. In fact I’ve always tried to chalk my foul black moods as symptoms of depression or bipolar. People with bipolar personalities are usually hailed as geniuses due to their intellectuality, ya know :p Such examples are Winston Churchill, Virginia Woolfe and Sylvia Plath.

So, anyway, that’s enough ranting for today. If anyone is interested in discovering their own personality, here’s a website to do so: www.oneishy.com/personality/. Raihan and Yas, if you guys do it, post it up (: I will now proceed to downloading cheese and potato pie recipes. A sudden craving has been plaguing me since I watched an episode of Chef At Home yesterday. Go, I shall!

Akeela

SUNDAY MORNING

2009-04-12T02:24:00.000-07:00

Here's an update on why i woke up early on a sunday morning?have any idea?

other than sembahyang subuh,i went to school because there's a briefing about scholarship which i thought my father had forgotten(which i was hopeful that he would) but he didn't since he woke me up at 6.the briefing was conducted in the school audi at 8 AM BUT due to people being late,it starts 20 min late(a reason why it finishes 20 min late,grrr!).This event was organised by the PIBG of MSPSBS and the pengerusi of the event was non other that ryhan's dad.I have to admit that the first time i saw ryhan's dad was one of the event where i would feel scared but he's actually nice.he even smile and becali just now:P

The aims of this event was to let the parent knows of what type of scholarship that their children could apply and the "kiteria-kiterai" of what the future scholars should have.*For further information please visit this website:www.moe.edu.bn.com*

I have to admit it does clear questions that's on my mind regarding the scholarship.i have to stop now as i am having dinner early.update more later!!!

yasmin out

And we hate your whole crew, so please don't stay in touch

2009-04-12T02:03:00.000-07:00

Ryhan Ghazali..brace yourselves...DID MP WORK TODAY! Yes,that's the highlight of my Sunday morning. Working paper..apakan tu? I'm totally clueless about the very existence of 'working papers' and the fact that a huge amount of WORK is required. Ya dig?? 'She' should give me a standing ovation too. Since I NEVER listen during meetings, kan?

Anyhoo..*drumroll* I finished my working paper. Cikgu Harisah should give me a standing ovation like Simon Cowell did for Adam Lambert. This is so sad, I'm a teenager for God's sake. Sunday should be, entah, tanning, shopping, being very carefree or something. Scratch the first one. Tanning and Bruneian beaches? Nuh-uh. Besides, Kem Qiadah has given me a permanent, very unflattering bake. :( We even brought a huge bottle of tanning oil for Kem Qiadah. Haha. Inda jua pakai.

Should probably go and study physics now. Like now. If I fail wah, Tr Mariyah would probably beat me up with her favourite Hutchings textbook.

Strawberryhan

My everything

2009-04-12T01:54:00.001-07:00

Yasmin here.another writer in this blog:p i can be a BIMBO sometime(ALL THE TIME) and so if i write something that doesnt make sense to you than you can refer back to the bold word highlighted with red:) first of all a shoutout to kilah and raihan for inviting me to be one of your companion in this world.Both of them are outstanding in their english vocab compare to me so i'll be writting in simple words.haha.

i have to admit that i'm used to blogging but i've stopped due to some reason but now i'm back!!!!haha.i think this intro of myself is enough for now so i'll stop here~

yasmin is out!

And my game is really slick

2009-04-11T21:44:00.000-07:00

The cousins from Singapore have left :( The house is barren and desolate without Johan's infectious laughter. How I miss him! He's half-French and he oozes charm through every inch of his flawless white skin! Here's a picture. Go crazy.

What did I tell you? (:

I woke up pretty late today and immediately regretted the pizza binging last night. It's a feeling similar to post-mee goreng consumption. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against eating. In fact, I love eating. But as a girl, there's always that thought somewhere at the back of your head that you can't afford to eat like your body is immune to fats. What's worse is that, I don't do any exercises! I pant like a bloody dog when I have to climb up a flight of staircase. Someone even insinuated yesterday that I'm quite fat. Two people in fact, when I stated that my shirt size is an S. It is wah, people! Don't do this to me :(

Would love to stay and chat some more but:

(a) nobody's probably wasting brain cells reading this
(b) i have nothing left to say
(c) my homework beckons

TTFN nonexistent readers!

Akeela

let's have some miracle!

2009-04-11T06:57:00.000-07:00

First of all, a million thanks to Mrs Hilary and Ms Sharon for the 'celebration' that they held for us debaters this morning. I still feel pretty gutted that i FORGOT to come. How horrible is that?? In my defence, we were let out of physics pretty late, as usual, and i just completely forgot that we were supposed to meet up. :( SORRY! Anyhoo, thanks for the cake and everything. I guess we celebrated the fact that we have done our best and that we know that we are the genuine WINNERS! :D there kilah, i went all corny. haha. oh well. Anyway,Shy gave us Easter eggs tadi. haha. thanks dear! Lawa ah!

Killer, i found another theme song for Moussolini and the gang. Lily Allen's Fuck You. Well, Shy found it first. It describes our feelings towards him PERFECTLY. Oh and All American Rejects' Gives You Hell. Our faces will haunt him and give him nightmares his entire life! :p

ayayayayay. i want aero bubbles!! :)

Kisses,Strawberryhan Daquiri

Bitchy Bus!

2009-04-10T06:31:00.000-07:00

Weekend's here (:

I am exhausted, mentally and physically. This week has been a flurry of activities. I basically missed the first four days of school this week, two I owe to debate in KB and one to an interview. Debate was definitely productive! I'm sure most people know already that MS did not go through the semis, and it's not for lack of talents, let me assure you. We've plenty, we just didn't strategize well. Is strategize a word, by the way? Because that word is underlined in red, like in Microsoft Word.

Anyway, I will not moan about the injustice of the whole debate, I think I'll leave that to Ryhan. But I will talk about our unfortunate bus mishap on the last day of the preliminary rounds. It is oh-so-fcking hilarious. Straight out of a novel, it is!

So it all started on a Tuesday, where the nine of us waited for our bus to come. The day before, it arrived promptly at 9. However, it was not a repeat performance. We waited for nearly two hours for the bus to arrive. Ryhan's as well as my legs were aching from climbing up the stairs to complain to Cikgu Ibrahim, the head of welfare. Each time a bus came into view, we would jump and whoop in delight, only to have that bus pass right by our school. So, finally, about 10.30, not one, but TWO buses came! We immediately rushed into the better-looking one, planting ourselves onto the seats. The two drivers were arguing with Cikgu Ibrahim, both not wanting to drive us to the host school in KB.

The driver of the bus we hijacked then went into the bus. HOORAY, WE'RE TAKING OFF. However, he stopped in the middle of the highway and said that he wouldn't be taking us because he didn't know the way, so another bus would be coming and driving us there. Okay, no problem. The bus came shortly, with an Indian driver and a suspicious looking Filipino woman who the driver insisted on dropping off in Sengkurong. However, he decided against it at the last minute and just drove to KB, not sans Filipino woman. When we arrived at the school, our teacher told him to pick us up at 4.30....

Well, 4.30 came but the driver didn't! Miss Hilary called him and he said he was stuck in traffic. This led to several dirty jokes.

(regarding the identity of the mystery woman)
Miss Sharon: She's probably a maid or something.
Me: I have an idea of who she might be! *dripping sarcasm*

Ryhan: Stuck in traffic? Yeah, he's stuck somewhere. alright!
Sheyenne: He's stuck in Vulgaria.

HAHAHAHA!

His promised ten minutes became thirty minutes, which in turn became TWO HOURS. Miss Hilary kept trying to call him but he wouldn't answer and he switched off his phone! It was getting darker and darker. Every participating school had already left. Even the students of the host school had already left! It was just us MS students and teachers, sitting in front of the hall, looking pitiful. Sudah tah kami inda masuk semis, cemani lagi kana treat! But we weren't really complaining. We had quite a fun time, chatting and laughing. We weren't so eager to go back to Bandar.

A teacher from the school finally brought back a KB-based bus for us to use. It was cramped, smelly and dirty but it was a way home! God bless that teacher! But wait, another bump in our journey. The driver had no idea how to navigate his way out of KB! By 8, we were still in KB! Oy, I'll never go to KB ever again! We finally arrived in school at around 9.

What a crappy day but despite it all, I wouldn't change a thing. That day taught me a lot about perserverance, bravery and patience. Wouldn't change a single thing, nope. And I'm not saying that because a loser is expected to say that, no! I truly truly mean that. And I love my debate friends :) What an adventurous day. Worthy of a novel. Who knows, one day that might come true ;)

Akeela

a fine frenzy

2009-04-10T06:24:00.000-07:00

bonjour!!! it's ryhan. :D I've had people ask me to start a blog since way back but i've never been motivated to actually do it cause well, school is such a drag and i've got tons of things to do but KILAH has finally convinced me to venture into the blogging scene. This is where we can say absolutely everything we want to say and everyone else will just have to listen. :p

kilah, our blog will be trilingual. :D I can write some stuff in french too. haha. French poems can be very, very Rochester-esque, mind you. So hope y'all enjoy losing your way in our labyrinth!

A bientot!

Greetings Earthlings!

2009-04-10T06:06:00.000-07:00

Welcome!

This isn't my first blog, the last one was privatized because I lost the luster for writing. But I have recently regained it and I am now the co-owner of this blog, the other one being my superduper awesome debate girlfriend, Ryhan Ghazali. This blog is aimed for us to express our thoughts and writings. It is also open for any of our MS friends to use and write as they see fit so expect this blog to expand in terms of writers in a few months!

Like it or hate it, we pretty much don't care (: So, let the good times rollll!

Akeela