30.11.03

Song of the Moment.

Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep
This air is blessed, you share with me
This night is wild, so calm and dull
These hearts they race from self-control
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine
We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours, to fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry
Whichever you prefer

The words are hushed, let's not get busted,
Just lay entwined here undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close
they can't hear, so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours, to fill or burst
To break or bury, or wear as jewelry
Whichever you prefer

Hands down, this is the best date I can ever remember
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair
That you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet and the gate was locked
So I jumped it, and let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
That you meant it, that you meant it
And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it.

:: she posted @ 7:51 PM ::

27.11.03

I look like a mother of two.



afternoon doodes! yes. i love my little cousins. the ones in the photo. whenever we pop into their house, they will greet us with their megawatt smiles. *sigh* i want a brother. but, my mom say, no. the bank, is closed. hehehe~ still, i lokk like a mother of two in that pic. question: do i look that old? erh..ack.
yesterday's raya outing with the family was ok. we only spend 30 minutes in each house. blame the coupons and the parking attendants. parking is not free, you know. (",) will be going out later too. another round of outing. this time, without kak pau. and i still can't believe that kak pau still receives duit raya from the aunts and uncles. musykil aku...hmm..
weekends are tomorrow, enjoy 'em! i know i will!

:: she posted @ 7:27 PM ::

26.11.03

Eid Mubarak To All of You, You and You!

yesterday was like..woah! yup, all the cousins have grown up so fast, i thought for a while that i may be growing slower. heheheh. that means, im getting old. ack! nonetheless, my abang sedara, yassir, managed to take my breathe away by zooming on a tzm bike. *sigh* a chick magnet, that one. the bike, i mean. but he's one hell of a good boy. and yes, the kakak sedara is a policewoman now. tabik! ok, kalau nak lepas bila kena tangkap polis, sebut ajerlah nama dia, k? hehehehehe~ and i was surprised at the amount of grandchildrens my granparents have. 25! in the last picture, 7 was not there, yet. was feeling woozy dizzy there too. well, you guys, im always sick. woots new, rite? anyway, photos up! happy aidilfitri!











when we reached home yesterday, i vomitted all what i ate at night...bummer...

:: she posted @ 6:05 AM ::

21.11.03

Geylang lights.







shot by using Olympus camedia, digital camera, model C-150.

:: she posted @ 7:28 PM ::

19.11.03

Am I Late?



ok. this is for you guys, Famili Tri. an upcoming hiphop band, in singapore, coming your way. those who are interested in hiphop music, this is the band or group to look forward to. its Famili Tri, yo!

...i know its been a long time i update...but pls people, bear with me...k? hehehehe. k!~
so tired ah photoshop...zzzzzZZZzzzz...off to dreamland...

:: she posted @ 7:01 AM ::

13.11.03

Can't help it, then don't.

hello. as you can see, or heard, miss slowpoke emily, moi,had 2 more days of m.c. dont blame me for being sick. its what i have to go through, 2 times in a year, this year. on tuesday, temperature went up in smoke, 39 degrees. cried. thanks to mummy dearest, she placed cold towels all over my body. yelled in pain. but, temperature gradually went down. thanks mom! now you are sick. tsk. i'll be there.. what do i have? 8 types of medicine. thank you doc.
all of you still remember The Human Theory by Sally's Organ Part 1? if not, go to may'sarchive doodes. Part 2 is coming up soon.
had a hearty conversation with Miss Pinkytot Pinkharma at msn. and it goes a lil something like this:

pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
heh, were you broken hearted from something, or something?

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i have this empty black hole in me

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
still searching eh?

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
youve got everything, but something just isnt there.

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i know what i want to do, but still i can't do it

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
my dreams, too much distractions, too much hindrance

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
hhmmm, well i suppose the time will come lah eh.

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
i dont know, but im just taking a day as itself nowadays.

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
never think too much about tomoro, never think too much about now. just kinda focus about now.

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i think too much

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i can end up sick for tat

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i also tend to panick when sumthing is nt rite

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
*panic*

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
hehhe, me too. i need formality. everything must be as it is. dont change too quickly, i might not catch up.

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
its the world system

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
i blame the system....they are pushing us too hard

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
yeah, true. i wanna move at times, MOVE MOVE.

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
what do we get, where do we go after learning so much? after all that, all we know is dat we might end up in one morbid cubicle

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
yeah mann, you know, i really qns myself sometimes, like... eh Khai ko blajar nie chem nie, pasal bonds lah aper lah, maths ko blajar angles lah, do you need it? are you going to measure the sides of yours house? the angle? are you gonna care what type of fuel goes inside your car?

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
tsk tsk.

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
oh welll.

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
all we can do is sit down and complain

slowpoke emily's nose is bleeding says:
what mere human beings do

.pinkharma. call me, Ms. Pink Punch-Drunk Love. i love, i crave, i pine, would you be my concubine? says:
yes, and follow suit.

...what do we get from all this?....

:: she posted @ 5:28 AM ::

10.11.03

im spagetthi.

yes. im soooo sick. yesterday was one of the worst day of my life. i was practically gasping for breathe in every move i made. worked the whole of yesterday. and i had breathing difficulties. i vomitted 3 times. my hands trembled. it was a shitty day. and now in front of me, i have a whole roll of tissue paper. ungh.
two days m.c baby~
and oh my god, there's ice cream in the freezer.
im off to dreamland early toots. can't stand the drowsiness.

thank you, you!

:: she posted @ 4:31 AM ::

7.11.03

Swoon.



yo! see the new photoshop-ed i made? no. the poem is not for anyone at all. its just something i added. i call it, the sullen beach. comments? taggit!
i have this inner feeling that sir farhat and missy fauzana,yo! are made for each other. i don't know why. check out the picture at farhat's blog. the two of them. right? right?
will be going out with some friends today. to geylang. ungh. beware, you mats and minahs. buhbye!

:: she posted @ 9:32 PM ::

Bummer.







went to look for the strokes limited edition consert vcd at hmv. i saw a few weeks ago. wanted to buy it, but no cash, kaching-less. but yesterday, when i had all the money, it was nowhere to be found! i was so sad, i nearly cried. i really wanted that vcd. i want to watch the consert. it should have been mine! and now its gone. just like merlin looking for his little son, nemo. bummer!
this is to you, you miss-don't-know-me-well-but-i-know-you-a-long-time-ago. if you see me on the streets or working or going back from school, please, call my name. shout, say oi, anything. but no. im blind and you say im 'sombong'. what the eff?! im not wearing specs nowadays, and you know yourself that when i walk, i walk alone, i don't look at people. jalan shiok sendiri aku. so please. don't make false accusations of me. if you stick to your point of view of me, then so be it. whatever.
have a good weekend, doodes!

:: she posted @ 5:30 AM ::

6.11.03

Specs so thick, better wear magnifying glass!

i hate my teacher mr oh. i don't know why. he's so old, but very irritating. he's like an itch that would never go away. he stinks. he has this stench that lasts in my nose every time he pass by me. he needs some major freshening up.

he does not know how to teach a class. its bad enough that he teaches us autocad, but theory!? its so freakin' boring! i can seem to understand. frankly speaking no one understand his lessons. he crack lame jokes. he's super sensitive. he's deaf. he's lame. he's old.
and he makes our blood boil. he has no control over the class. he likes to make us angry at him. he's so irritating!!!!!

he's begging for an early retirement, i tell you.

:: she posted @ 4:55 AM ::

5.11.03

GooDiL..

Day: Wednesday
Venue: Orchard Road
Participants: Me, Rizman, Farhan, Ilya, Asyraf, Izah, Noris & Hani.

















..i was bored..

:: she posted @ 4:54 AM ::

2.11.03

Hallo!

goooooood morning. is it morning? wait ah...*checks clock* erh, what do you call 11.15 in the morning? morning or afternoon?? because its between morning and afternnon. afternoon is 12pm and...erh...ohkay im talking crap. GOOD MORNING DOODES!

as you can see, or smell, i haven't taken a bath since i woke up. still, i think i smell pretty...*sniffs armpit* erm...good, i may say. hehehehehehehehehehe~ what in the blue hell am i talking about? blue hell? is hell even blue? i wonder what colour it is..arghhh!

i think paranoia has struck me today. struck? like lightning strikes? does it look like a fork? sheeshh.
oh my holy god, im late for school! its because i've been photoshopping since i woke up, that is 9.45am. ok i need to go. see what i did with photoshop. down there. the face is me. comments? taggit! ok, go!

:: she posted @ 7:19 PM ::