there i was...tryin ta remember wad dat Cpt was tellin me abt Sudoku..
then, i took a whack at it.
hah!
my 1st completed SudOku EVER!!!!!!!
Wednesday, February 15, 2006 ¦ 03:17 a.m.
serf. serf. serf'd.
found out more ppl got engaged.
more ppl hav stablised their relationships.
matured their relationships.
hmmm...
hmmmmmmmm....
wad more can i say? only my confidentes know me best.
dont worry sayang.
this time, you wont b d last to know.
and dont worry abt my confidantes.
they're no one u know.
they're no one YOU (yeah, you reading this..) know.
i love to seek advice from no ones.
i believe they're the best source i know of.
no one will judge.
no one will give ya more than no one shud.
ok la...'nuff abt DAT.
was readin ToOooOts' entry abt her being filial..
n i wondered.
now, how does dat werk.
for me.
ok.
gimme abt a looOoooOOoonG time ta really marinate this idea and come up with sumfin.
and sayang, dont worry.
i love you. despite evrything.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006 ¦ 02:04 a.m.
i'll beat you up sarah. you know who you are.
you know that i dont like to get all bitchy (both in person & physically)...
but my dear small peeps, i'd like to declare dat if i were to see this Sarah in person, along the tiny island's street, i'lll mother fucking beat the living day lites outta her til she cant pray to Jesus no more and even Jesus dont wanna take her back to his heaven....
no offense to my Christians, Catholics, Free Thinkers, Muslims, Jews, Budists, Hindus, Jesus-is-my-homeboy fellas...
i hate to be immature abt this but SHE FUCKN STARTED IT FIRST!
its amazing how this sarah cud hate me fer taking sumfin dat doesnt even belong ta her in d 1st mother fuckn place.. i mean, how can you yearn & miss dat sumfin when ya dint evn own it in d ferst place?
here's a lil scenario fer ya ta play wit:-
imagine yer in love with an iPod... (nano, mini, bla bla, shuffle..bla bla bli bli bloo bloop)... and ya know ya want it so sooOoOOooOOoooo badly.. but ya dont have da mah-ney... disappointed, ya went home.... cryin. and dat nite ya cant sleep coz ya miss having dat iPod (u know dat it fits perfectly in yer palm..its made FOR YOU.) around with you...
stop. ya realise sumfin? how can u miss dat iPod wen ya dint own it in d beginning?
well, this sarah of mine, she's weirdly like dat. she hates me fer taking her friend whom she uses @ her own disposal... bleah. i hate having gfs coz of this. how petty and bla bla blee blee blooooo o o o oo o o o o op! like this...
anyway, i'll beat the fuckn crap outta her.
and i fuckn mean it.
Thursday, January 19, 2006 ¦ 06:33 a.m.
you know that i dont like to get all bitchy (both in person & physically)...
but my dear small peeps, i'd like to declare dat if i were to see this Sarah in person, along the tiny island's street, i'lll mother fucking beat the living day lites outta her til she cant pray to Jesus no more and even Jesus dont wanna take her back to his heaven....
no offense to my Christians, Catholics, Free Thinkers, Muslims, Jews, Budists, Hindus, Jesus-is-my-homeboy fellas...
i hate to be immature abt this but SHE FUCKN STARTED IT FIRST!
its amazing how this sarah cud hate me fer taking sumfin dat doesnt even belong ta her in d 1st mother fuckn place.. i mean, how can you yearn & miss dat sumfin when ya dint evn own it in d ferst place?
here's a lil scenario fer ya ta play wit:-
imagine yer in love with an iPod... (nano, mini, bla bla, shuffle..bla bla bli bli bloo bloop)... and ya know ya want it so sooOoOOooOOoooo badly.. but ya dont have da mah-ney... disappointed, ya went home.... cryin. and dat nite ya cant sleep coz ya miss having dat iPod (u know dat it fits perfectly in yer palm..its made FOR YOU.) around with you...
stop. ya realise sumfin? how can u miss dat iPod wen ya dint own it in d beginning?
well, this sarah of mine, she's weirdly like dat. she hates me fer taking her friend whom she uses @ her own disposal... bleah. i hate having gfs coz of this. how petty and bla bla blee blee blooooo o o o oo o o o o op! like this...
anyway, i'll beat the fuckn crap outta her.
and i fuckn mean it.
Thursday, January 19, 2006 ¦ 06:33 a.m.
no one else needs ta understand us.
"I hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel just like walking away
But as our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a fantasy
I Still want you to stay"
can i ask you 1 question:
how can we seek in life, this 1 thing dat will actually trigger pain + joy ?
Friday, November 11, 2005 ¦ 11:02 p.m.
"I hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel just like walking away
But as our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a fantasy
I Still want you to stay"
can i ask you 1 question:
how can we seek in life, this 1 thing dat will actually trigger pain + joy ?
Friday, November 11, 2005 ¦ 11:02 p.m.
this will change yer life.
aha!~
did it really change mah life?!
looks ard her cluttered hotel room.. hmm.. nah.. still messy tho..
but HEY HEY HEY!!!
i've completed quite a couple of things.. hmm.. mayb it DID change my life.. well, watever's left of it fer d last few hours...
i've been maxin out my body fer d last few 96hrs of my life... hmm... im beginnin ta fancy this feelin dat im tastin... tho a lil acrid on d back of my dried tongue... i love it.
a few more hours' til i start werk... n i dint get no shut eye. ended 1 projex, wrapped it up. cant wait ta send it fer printin wen i get home.
began my 2nd projex.. so excited. hmm...pls excuse the inavailability of my exclamation... but imdamn fuckn excited. tho like wad my colleague said,"we dont know wad d future has in store....enjoy wad u're doin now." hmmm... true. tho i hate my job.... but i'm beginin ta spoil myself wit somefin dat i've been wonderin long time ago. whether im capable of doing this.
d future's uncertain. n hell yeah, im in this thing once + for all.
wish me luck fer my new life projex darl.
wish me luck.
Tuesday, November 1, 2005 ¦ 06:49 a.m.
aha!~
did it really change mah life?!
looks ard her cluttered hotel room.. hmm.. nah.. still messy tho..
but HEY HEY HEY!!!
i've completed quite a couple of things.. hmm.. mayb it DID change my life.. well, watever's left of it fer d last few hours...
i've been maxin out my body fer d last few 96hrs of my life... hmm... im beginnin ta fancy this feelin dat im tastin... tho a lil acrid on d back of my dried tongue... i love it.
a few more hours' til i start werk... n i dint get no shut eye. ended 1 projex, wrapped it up. cant wait ta send it fer printin wen i get home.
began my 2nd projex.. so excited. hmm...pls excuse the inavailability of my exclamation... but imdamn fuckn excited. tho like wad my colleague said,"we dont know wad d future has in store....enjoy wad u're doin now." hmmm... true. tho i hate my job.... but i'm beginin ta spoil myself wit somefin dat i've been wonderin long time ago. whether im capable of doing this.
d future's uncertain. n hell yeah, im in this thing once + for all.
wish me luck fer my new life projex darl.
wish me luck.
Tuesday, November 1, 2005 ¦ 06:49 a.m.
pure joy.
here i am.
struck by d simplicity of this being in my arms. and i thank god fer it. i looked down + into d eyes of this lil growing being, purring in between my fingers.... . .
how can this simple bundle of life. so frisky. so jumpy. so big eyed. tho, no longer cute when she takes a crap n oh-my-gawd.... it stinks d entire friggin house~~!!!.... but back to the whole point here...
this furry creature. which takes all my dad's attention. he'll bring her up to his goatee and she'll go crazy pawing thru it. she'll evn taste it n pulls away @ d acrid taste.. ahhahaha...
mama wud put her on her lap n talk to her... stroke her lil pink nose til she purrs... lil sis wud let her bite her entire arm... hahhaah...
n Faza wud simply stare at her from afar. he hates her quik reflexes + her jumpy nature.
as fer me. i came to realise wad god has delivered to me. to my entire family. a lil furry crazy cat. who seems not to mind u pickin her up, kissin her forehead, her pinkie nose, rub her chin, talk to her... this furry life, seem to soothe my family's stresses...
thank you big guy.
fer this crazy furrball.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005 ¦ 01:40 a.m.
here i am.
struck by d simplicity of this being in my arms. and i thank god fer it. i looked down + into d eyes of this lil growing being, purring in between my fingers.... . .
how can this simple bundle of life. so frisky. so jumpy. so big eyed. tho, no longer cute when she takes a crap n oh-my-gawd.... it stinks d entire friggin house~~!!!.... but back to the whole point here...
this furry creature. which takes all my dad's attention. he'll bring her up to his goatee and she'll go crazy pawing thru it. she'll evn taste it n pulls away @ d acrid taste.. ahhahaha...
mama wud put her on her lap n talk to her... stroke her lil pink nose til she purrs... lil sis wud let her bite her entire arm... hahhaah...
n Faza wud simply stare at her from afar. he hates her quik reflexes + her jumpy nature.
as fer me. i came to realise wad god has delivered to me. to my entire family. a lil furry crazy cat. who seems not to mind u pickin her up, kissin her forehead, her pinkie nose, rub her chin, talk to her... this furry life, seem to soothe my family's stresses...
thank you big guy.
fer this crazy furrball.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005 ¦ 01:40 a.m.
dear God,
why dya give us someone ta love and then,
you'll take 'em away from us when we least expect it or even know it?
why dya create us wit d ability ta think wit selfish urges, and then,
create rules dat ya want us to worship, adore + love you 24/7?
why dya make a family AND split 'em?
why dya create so much pain & tears for the innocent
n so much lust + greed fer d evil ones?
there's so many things which u know im dying to ask u.
i know u wont tell d answers now.
Monday, October 10, 2005 ¦ 03:22 p.m.
why dya give us someone ta love and then,
you'll take 'em away from us when we least expect it or even know it?
why dya create us wit d ability ta think wit selfish urges, and then,
create rules dat ya want us to worship, adore + love you 24/7?
why dya make a family AND split 'em?
why dya create so much pain & tears for the innocent
n so much lust + greed fer d evil ones?
there's so many things which u know im dying to ask u.
i know u wont tell d answers now.
Monday, October 10, 2005 ¦ 03:22 p.m.
and now there's 5.
i've adopted tis cute lil kitty... and she's oh-so-adorable... got her before i left fer london and now she's really growing on us... she's 4mths ol...tho a lil small fer her age... she'll b gettin her period in 2 mths' time...and we'll b sterilisin her n evrything...tho not declawin. evntho i've always wanted ta declaw my cats (mmy long time oath to myself)... but i cant bring myself ta do dat to my perky lil kitten.
and this is my beloved Nor Siti Fatimah... we call her Fatimah for short.
Saturday, October 8, 2005 ¦ 08:50 p.m.
i've adopted tis cute lil kitty... and she's oh-so-adorable... got her before i left fer london and now she's really growing on us... she's 4mths ol...tho a lil small fer her age... she'll b gettin her period in 2 mths' time...and we'll b sterilisin her n evrything...tho not declawin. evntho i've always wanted ta declaw my cats (mmy long time oath to myself)... but i cant bring myself ta do dat to my perky lil kitten.
and this is my beloved Nor Siti Fatimah... we call her Fatimah for short.
Saturday, October 8, 2005 ¦ 08:50 p.m.
n i had ta leave my leave.
and here's d last day of my exams + also my leave...
with all these, i shall get back to werk tmr.
so, i tried ta relish my last few moments of being pent up in a tiny lil classrooms wit strangers... hahahahha...
and dat my fren, is how i spent my last 48hrs of freedom of my leave.......
bahhhhhh!~
it aint over baby til its over......... . . . . ... . . . . . ..
Wednesday, September 28, 2005 ¦ 05:26 p.m.
and here's d last day of my exams + also my leave...
with all these, i shall get back to werk tmr.
so, i tried ta relish my last few moments of being pent up in a tiny lil classrooms wit strangers... hahahahha...
and dat my fren, is how i spent my last 48hrs of freedom of my leave.......
bahhhhhh!~
it aint over baby til its over......... . . . . ... . . . . . ..
Wednesday, September 28, 2005 ¦ 05:26 p.m.
phenomenon (shiny + reflektiv + pretty)
like fishes - easily attracted ta reflektiv things....
and moths - easily attracted ta shiny + illuminating objeks
its just guys' nature ta be attracted ta pretty things which are somewat reflektiv or flashy / shiny and evn illuminating.
i've frens who chase after these things...
got burnt, hurt n also killed.
but n'er seem ta see wat hit them.... blinded from d beginnin to d very end.
its sad how i tink dat only d less pan-asian lookin ppl dont get the better deal... and how i also tink dat girls are d victim but d male counter parts (yeah, d ones who like d shiny pretty things) fall victim to this phenomenon.
bleah...... and wen the werld tries to change ppl's perception on beauty with the movie Shallow Hall, it totally crashd + burnt. as shallow some ppl mayb, will b, have been.... so is tday's entry.
*days of our lives theme fadin out in d background*
Tuesday, September 27, 2005 ¦ 10:11 p.m.
like fishes - easily attracted ta reflektiv things....
and moths - easily attracted ta shiny + illuminating objeks
its just guys' nature ta be attracted ta pretty things which are somewat reflektiv or flashy / shiny and evn illuminating.
i've frens who chase after these things...
got burnt, hurt n also killed.
but n'er seem ta see wat hit them.... blinded from d beginnin to d very end.
its sad how i tink dat only d less pan-asian lookin ppl dont get the better deal... and how i also tink dat girls are d victim but d male counter parts (yeah, d ones who like d shiny pretty things) fall victim to this phenomenon.
bleah...... and wen the werld tries to change ppl's perception on beauty with the movie Shallow Hall, it totally crashd + burnt. as shallow some ppl mayb, will b, have been.... so is tday's entry.
*days of our lives theme fadin out in d background*
Tuesday, September 27, 2005 ¦ 10:11 p.m.
Ass Aye Aey!!!!!
last nite was a friggin blast!!!! i dunno whether it was a success but all i know is dat evryone was all over + defnitely wasted. thank gawd fer me, both my bestfrens were there....ahhahaha...
if yer there....yer werent there.
and if yer werent there,
we all had yer share fer ya.
ASSSSSSSSSSSSSS AYEEEEEEEEEEE AEYYYYYYYYYY!~
Sunday, September 25, 2005 ¦ 01:13 a.m.
last nite was a friggin blast!!!! i dunno whether it was a success but all i know is dat evryone was all over + defnitely wasted. thank gawd fer me, both my bestfrens were there....ahhahaha...
if yer there....yer werent there.
and if yer werent there,
we all had yer share fer ya.
ASSSSSSSSSSSSSS AYEEEEEEEEEEE AEYYYYYYYYYY!~
Sunday, September 25, 2005 ¦ 01:13 a.m.
diff.needs.diff.lives.
as i was editing my tank top til this unearthly hour (& anudder fact is dat, i cant believe dat i'll be goin down to JB @ 10am ta get d final reprt from the JB'sian police)....
d days', weeks' + mths' events passed by my RAM in my head... many thots struck me @ 1 moment as i sat wit a knife in one hand, a tank top in another, clad only in my bra + knickers.
i met + saw many ppl ard me. from s'pore. kl. from Arab st. from ppl whom i met fer a few minutes. ppl who hav many diff. motives in their short span of lives. these are wat i learnt:-
CLASS1:
the need ta fit in, is the blood in their veins.
CLASS2:
in search of love. they feel dat findin dat love, is the end of their journey. anything dat comes after dat, is a bonus.
CLASS3:
ta collect + use the amt of ppl they know, is vital in survivin life. thus, the more ppl they know, the better their chances of survivin. (if they know the famous acts + evn be part of these select few, they're 1 up above us all.)
CLASS4:
the Peter Pan syndrome. aka Denial Zone. aka full fledged Toy R Us kiddos who refuse ta simply grow up. they rather live in their story book lives with their fairy tale endings.
CLASS5:
those who feed on others' insecurities + disabilities. these extreme cases mite end up being bitter, sad + definitely never getting any self fulfilment TIL the entire werld is miserable.
CLASS6:
the empty ones who strive fer eternal happiness. may it be thru lives of others' ard them or their own selves. and once they attain & even surpass their utopian dream of eternal happiness, they're just like spawning salmons; die. As they're useless after all dat.
CLASS7:
the I've-No-Other-Choice-But-Ta-Devote-&-Dedicate-My-Life-To-You-Coz-I-Owe-You-1-Lifetime, (apparently so, in this case). and this final group of beings who think dat watever life they have in their hands, dont belong to them. coz they feel dat their lives are indebted with whoever helped them thru' their hardships.
im not dictating wat i say is true. but this is wat i've seen + noted in my personal life as these ppl walked in & (well, some of them) walked outta my life. how their personalities + lives mould ard these different classes of thinking. of course, some of these ppl, fall wholely into one of the classes perfectly. and some, have bits + pieces of these classes in them.
im not judging them. juz analysing how they behave + react in certain situations being put on them. its amazing dat they can behave oh-so-primitively in this supposed civilised time dat we're living in.
hav a good mOanday evryone.
Monday, September 19, 2005 ¦ 04:49 a.m.
as i was editing my tank top til this unearthly hour (& anudder fact is dat, i cant believe dat i'll be goin down to JB @ 10am ta get d final reprt from the JB'sian police)....
d days', weeks' + mths' events passed by my RAM in my head... many thots struck me @ 1 moment as i sat wit a knife in one hand, a tank top in another, clad only in my bra + knickers.
i met + saw many ppl ard me. from s'pore. kl. from Arab st. from ppl whom i met fer a few minutes. ppl who hav many diff. motives in their short span of lives. these are wat i learnt:-
CLASS1:
the need ta fit in, is the blood in their veins.
CLASS2:
in search of love. they feel dat findin dat love, is the end of their journey. anything dat comes after dat, is a bonus.
CLASS3:
ta collect + use the amt of ppl they know, is vital in survivin life. thus, the more ppl they know, the better their chances of survivin. (if they know the famous acts + evn be part of these select few, they're 1 up above us all.)
CLASS4:
the Peter Pan syndrome. aka Denial Zone. aka full fledged Toy R Us kiddos who refuse ta simply grow up. they rather live in their story book lives with their fairy tale endings.
CLASS5:
those who feed on others' insecurities + disabilities. these extreme cases mite end up being bitter, sad + definitely never getting any self fulfilment TIL the entire werld is miserable.
CLASS6:
the empty ones who strive fer eternal happiness. may it be thru lives of others' ard them or their own selves. and once they attain & even surpass their utopian dream of eternal happiness, they're just like spawning salmons; die. As they're useless after all dat.
CLASS7:
the I've-No-Other-Choice-But-Ta-Devote-&-Dedicate-My-Life-To-You-Coz-I-Owe-You-1-Lifetime, (apparently so, in this case). and this final group of beings who think dat watever life they have in their hands, dont belong to them. coz they feel dat their lives are indebted with whoever helped them thru' their hardships.
im not dictating wat i say is true. but this is wat i've seen + noted in my personal life as these ppl walked in & (well, some of them) walked outta my life. how their personalities + lives mould ard these different classes of thinking. of course, some of these ppl, fall wholely into one of the classes perfectly. and some, have bits + pieces of these classes in them.
im not judging them. juz analysing how they behave + react in certain situations being put on them. its amazing dat they can behave oh-so-primitively in this supposed civilised time dat we're living in.
hav a good mOanday evryone.
Monday, September 19, 2005 ¦ 04:49 a.m.
men only.
no women in d sex dvd store.
wat?! these japanese male chauvinist pigs... there i was standin oh-so-innocently wit my choc. ice cream in one hand n d puppy dawg eyes... and they dint let me in. stupid. hahahahha... i cant believe dat actually happend. anyway, there's a local theatre dat screens porn fer d publik. like a normal theatre, ya still gotta pay..& d best bitt is dat there's special rates : publik / students / disabled. ahahhaah.... bestest.
ok la...i gotta sleep now.... . . . update ya in a while!~
Friday, September 16, 2005 ¦ 12:32 a.m.
no women in d sex dvd store.
wat?! these japanese male chauvinist pigs... there i was standin oh-so-innocently wit my choc. ice cream in one hand n d puppy dawg eyes... and they dint let me in. stupid. hahahahha... i cant believe dat actually happend. anyway, there's a local theatre dat screens porn fer d publik. like a normal theatre, ya still gotta pay..& d best bitt is dat there's special rates : publik / students / disabled. ahahhaah.... bestest.
ok la...i gotta sleep now.... . . . update ya in a while!~
Friday, September 16, 2005 ¦ 12:32 a.m.
a day in d office.
i went back ta help jO fer some stuff & spent a few hours in her office... i was kinda excited. ya know....ta feel part of the werking werld.. ta be in front of the comp + havin so many things ta do... ..... .. . . ... .. . . . . . .. . . . . . .. well, dat feeling kinda lasted fer maximum 6hrs.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005 ¦ 12:47 p.m.
i went back ta help jO fer some stuff & spent a few hours in her office... i was kinda excited. ya know....ta feel part of the werking werld.. ta be in front of the comp + havin so many things ta do... ..... .. . . ... .. . . . . . .. . . . . . .. well, dat feeling kinda lasted fer maximum 6hrs.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005 ¦ 12:47 p.m.
ArseMee's off ta Thai
we had da final supper fer our ArseMee and its a hell of a dinner.... its weird how things will change n some of us dont. enuff fer food fer supper tot....
was talkin ta RoeManOh again... wait. Viva La Bam's on telly again.....now they're havin some prank war.... nice. and one of the pranks was having a foam machine on high + flooded d entire living room with suds.... amazing i tell ya. and HEY!~ waddafuck ever happend ta foam parties?! hmmm.....
hmmm......here's an important news flash.
3litres of green tea in one day, is DEFINITELY an overkill.
i really tink my entire internal system is fucken flushed wit Pokka's Jasmine GreenTea. i really feel like puking.
Monday, September 12, 2005 ¦ 10:27 p.m.
we had da final supper fer our ArseMee and its a hell of a dinner.... its weird how things will change n some of us dont. enuff fer food fer supper tot....
was talkin ta RoeManOh again... wait. Viva La Bam's on telly again.....now they're havin some prank war.... nice. and one of the pranks was having a foam machine on high + flooded d entire living room with suds.... amazing i tell ya. and HEY!~ waddafuck ever happend ta foam parties?! hmmm.....
hmmm......here's an important news flash.
3litres of green tea in one day, is DEFINITELY an overkill.
i really tink my entire internal system is fucken flushed wit Pokka's Jasmine GreenTea. i really feel like puking.
Monday, September 12, 2005 ¦ 10:27 p.m.