i got tagged

1.do you believe in eternal love?
no, i do not, because we do not live for till' the end of time, and if we did, what is the point of loving?

2.do you ever think to much?
me, all the time, but sometimes i can say things without thinking...just goes to show i think about more stuff than just what to say next.

3.what was the most craziest thing you have done?
i don't remember... i don't think the things i do are crazy... but my friends do so ask them.

4. what do you see yourself becoming?
i don't know why but i can't see that far yet, but i know what i wanna be, i wanna be someone who is crazy,funny,smart,accomplished, unpredictable,creative,fun and loving, i still have to work on the last part.

5. who are the 3 most hated people or type of people!
-people who pretend they are someone else
-people who are close-minded and bitchy
-those hurt me,make me feel stupid about myself and don't care that they have... but i love those people to, for making me stronger... you know, like that Christina Argulera song... "make me worth a little bit harder,makes me that much smarter, so thanks for making me a Fighter" or something like that

6.what was the most stupidest thing you have ever done?
when i was younger, i skipped a classes with my friend...when we got caught, we lied and said my friend's mother took us out of the school....when really we were only hiding in the empty classrooms on the third floor of the school, we got in more trouble then if we had told the truth...
that is one of the most stupidest things i've done....i cant remember the rest.

7.what is your biggest fear?
a friendship with a good friend turned sour and losing my i-pod

8.fav drink from starbucks.
any form of Frappucino...ice-blended

9.do you find it hard to let go?
of friendships and stuff like that.....yeah.

10.what do you value most in your life?
so far as my life has gone, i value friendships most,that and love...love for my i-pod,love for my fat cat (aazraa),love for my ash,love for my mum... you get the point.

11.5 things you cannot live with out.

-my music
-my books
-my oxygen
-my friends and future boyfriends
-my family
in no particular order

12.do you have self confidence?
yes and no,i have enough confidence to speak in front of a large crowd,to dance and to act. i have enough confidence to wear a bikini,to speak my mind,to do crazy things and to tell people things straight to their face... but i do not have confidence to speak to a MALAY guy for the first 30 minutes... i say 1 word,they reply half a word....i tried!

13.do you depend in makeup?
er...no, i hardly wear any, unless i have to dance or perform on stage, that to i let Aliya do my make-up...and Fuzzy

14.do you care what people think of you?
do i sound like someone who cares what the general public thinks about me?
no right?
but i do care of what those close to me think of me because those are the people that matter, those who don't know me can stuff themselves.

15. 10 things you want in your man
-funny
-smart
-not egoistic
-does not wear to much jewelry or hair gel
-not afraid to say what he means
-someone who is not afraid to admit that he is wrong
-someone who is open-minded
-a guy that cares what i think
-a sweet guy who is romantic but not soapy
-a guy who is taller than me and does not care what people think of him nor me


okay, take one question from the selection above on your blog and add your own, then tag your friends and notify them by leaving a comment on their blog sayin "you've been tagged" or something along those lines.

here are the people i've tagged
-ash
-fuzzy
-marineko
-sushi girl
-don sarcasma
-ma fong
-debra

my overdue last day news and 'DATUK' Shah Rukh Khan

aazraa, oh no!!!!!! sushi went out of buisiness how will i ever LIVE!!!
the gang. aazraa aka fat cat is the one who looks like she is holding her breath cuz of the stink...that ash aka granny gave out...on ash's right is alia doing the middle finger to those who think Alam is gay... which means me and the gang... then there is me, pretending i have no idea who these weirdos are... behind me is fuzzy,looking sweet without realizing it...as usual, and at the top is nani...giving Sheikh Mussafar a good run for his money as she stares in to space...
nicole on left then sucjita...pronounced su.ji.ta and then fuzzy grimancing at the rock songs on the MP3.....well, her name IS fuzzy!
okay, so they decided to give SRK Datukship...
right, so it took Nicole David to win the squash #1 in the world title twice, to get Datukship and it took a few hair flips from SRK to get his???
the Economy must be really bad for the price of Datukship to be so low.
SRK is not even a Malaysian?!
oh well never mind.
so last tuesday was my last day in school... here are some pix......er.... they are up above. as you have noticed

OBAMA and tarot kits

so OBAMA won!!! i'm still happy, even if it has been what? a 5-7 days?
but then at least i knew that he won when he did...
so last Friday i was talking to my friends Dian about stuff when she suddenly proclaimed that she was tired, putting her chin down on the cafeteria's old wooden table (i'm not sure how old, but the school is around 110 years old,so the tables must be PRETTY old, i think they maybe older than my grandparents) with her hands flat down... then immediately her hands and chin shot out in the air and she said proudly and penuh semangatly said that "OBAMA ROCKS!!!" as she had put it,her face a mask of OBAMA rockiness. i was happy to discuss it because i have been following the Election (not that i have a choice, my mum forces me to watch CNN every other night,so i was forced to endure Sarah Palin's comments about the "real America",apparently New York is the fake America that just so happens to be one of the richest cities ever...so real America is poor? Sarah Palin seems to think so) so i looked up, full of joy! saying "yeah! i'm so glad that he won the Election!!!" and Dian turned to me with a Blur look on her face,she looked at me confused and asked.... he won ah?!
i said..."yuh"
dian was like "oh"
and we both endded up laughing and when we stopped she looked at me and asked in a serious voice, "so Hillary Clinton lost lah?"
that made me laugh even harder,shaking the table (which i was worried would collapse...you know being so old and all).
i said yes she did...months ago... now McCain lost..
and of course...she did not know who McCain was.
not that i blame her of course.

okay, about the tarot kit, i have always wanted to learn about tarot card reading and so i always wanted to buy a set so i could learn... this was three years ago, i kept asking my mum for one, she said no cuz its stupid... coming from a lady who owns a copy of Linda Goodman's love signs (a book that predicts love based on horoscopes) is quite rich (dumb and unfair) so lately i have saved money for some reason...or no reason other than to just save money... so the week before i was in kinokuniya and saw a shelf filled with tarot card... so my mum wont buy me a set...but i have the money, so you can guess what i did. i would buy it behind her back (hey i was really curious) but the main problem was how to smuggle it out of the store after i bought it... i wanted to buy a kit and those things are big.. well big enough to be noticed by my mum in my bag.... so i needed a bigger bag... but how do i carry one of those without raising my mum's suspicion to what may be in it?
she gave me the answer (unknowingly) she propossed we go jogging at the park near KLCC... sure!!! perfect!, because i have this high sierra mini hiking bag... i mean mini, its half the size of the school bag but designed as such that it can fit the same load. i brought that along, but left it in the car as my mum said we would come back to fetch her purse cuz she's too lazy to carry it in her fanny pack. so we jogged (me waiting for my mum every 100m as she refuses to let me out of her sight) and we ate breakfast at Domes...she did not suspect anything. so then we ate and then went up to kinokuniya and waited for it to open (it opens at 10am) so we waited and my mum asked me to take pictures of her to put in her blog...she made me take them again due to the fact that i'm horrible at taking pictures... and the fact that i could not wait to buy my tarot set (who am i kidding? i'm horrible at taking pictures) so it finaly opened and sincxe before at Dome's i asked my mum to look for a book titled "free software fo dummies" since i cant remember where it was and she was the best person to look for it cuz she has photographic memory... she fell for it and looked for it..while i sneaked off to the tarot card section and picked one (the cheapest one that just so hapens to be a tarot kit for teens and it cost me RM 74.76 which is the cheapest) and hurried to the counter to pay... my mum could be anywhere (even if she is looking for the book in another section, she might decide just to ask the info counter which is near the counter i was paying for the kit at...but at the same time i cant pay at the other counter cuz thats where the book was... yes i knew where the book was...smart ay?) so i hurried and i probably looked a little hurried... like a James Bond with out the "shaken" martini, or the girl to womanize. so i paid and pretended nothing hapened... we bought books (as usual) and headed home (after having lunck with aunty sonia) so i asked the tarot card questions and it said that in the past and present my love life sucked, and in the future there would be roadblocks and i'll have to let go and if i do i'll be happy... the present card was the king of cups in reverse position... which means there is a selfish egoistical guy in my life... i dont know if in reality it is true... but from my friends foint of veiw... HELL the guy in my life is egoistical...from my friends point of veiw...did i mention they hate this man which is supposedly in my life? (those of you on the inside will know what i mean) and ash, when you comment dont write his name...

toned down twister

so the plan was that today, our class was supposed to play twister for PJ, hmm, no such thing, i found out yesterday that pn lalita banned it...why? because the day b4 that nicole brought the Twister game to school and a couple or ex-prefects did the Twist. so the teachers apon seeing the kids having so much fun with twisting and streatching, decided to ban the game, i've already told off Nicole... yesterday (i did not come the day b4) but i think we can still bring it 4 PJ cuz its counted as a sports game (or an advanced streaching exercise), plus my PJ teacher said yes, and so we are still playing Twister for PJ, so it came around into a full circle...thank god its for the better.

so the reason i did not come the day that Twister got banned was cuz i was visiting a near death aunt...was because she is now dead. she died yesterday at 1pm...exactly when visiting hours start...
she had liver failure,she could not breath, the anzymes and minerals in her body were unbalanced and she died of auto-immune (her body attacked itself)
i attended her funeral last night, but i did not cry, frankly i did not know her that well, and when i visited her the night before her funeral night, i knew that she had slim chances to live, so i sorta prepared myself... and so did the family, but that did not stop them from crying...
unto lighter things, this morning my mum caught me wearing her white strapless simease (i think thats how you spell it, but in other words simease means singlet without the straps) great, we were already late and she was already in a shitty pie mood,and she noticed the simease...
its not my fault!!! mine were dirty and the ones that i washed over the weekend went missing!!!
and i was going to give her back (but not tell her cuz she'll say no and i'll end up wearing a shitty pie dirty simease) i wish i could wear my pinafore but i am malay and its friday...plus there is agama today so i have to wear my baju kurung (in our school come agama time we are all FORCED to wear tudung) so i cant exactly wear a tudung over a pinafore... i have done so before and i discovered that most ustazas enjoy making fun of students and enjoy humiliating them... i think the word is sadist..or is it masochist? it sure as shitty pie ain't optimist (is that how you spell it?)
anywho, the point is i hate my agama teacher this year... at least last year the teacher was nice and actually teach us something, this one just gives us notes to do...

jealousy

jealousy... hhhmmmm, i bet you all know what it feels like, that twisting bitter feeling in your gut, the feeling that makes you feel like tearing the person you are jealous of into tiny little pieces to be tossed to the dogs.
i do, but i try not to let it influence my actions towards a person. i know that jealousy is bad but is there any possibilities that maybe it might come in useful?
think about it, we have this particular emotion, what do we do with it?
some use it as a tool for revenge,some become a tool of revenge but don't even realize it, some ignore it and some simply show it to the world without shame.....
like my friend in school, she got all A's and yet she still beats herself up (mentally) because someone else has higher marks than she has... she feels jealous of the person and uses it as a tool to actually do better, i have another friend who is jealous of other people's friendship and tries to steal friends away to attract attention, one might also be jealous of a friend of coupling with an ex-boyfriend and that jealousy parts their friendship and lay waste to their once golden friendship...then the best friend found out why her friends broke up with the her ex and the two friends be friends once again...
but why are some people more prone to feel jealousy than others?
is it genetic?
is it upbringing?
is it something to do with your horoscope?
or is it a mixture if 2 or more of these elements?
and should we use this jealousy to gain? or do we ignore it and be jealous free?
or both? depending on the situation?
i have no idea why i'm writing this down in the first place!
jeez now you know how nuts i really am!
k.bye...

Prefects day ...this year

so, this years prefects day started off with a puff, but ended with a scream...literally.
first came the performance from the prefects.... in my opinion, only Mei Jen's piano piece was good amongst them, then came the solo freestyle dance competition, they needed 2 form 1ns and 2 form 2s for it, sonia n needia went up, but it was supposed to be me or Ash on account of the front of the 2N & 2A classes were cheering for me and Nani, who was on the stage suggested someone from black rose to come up, Ash, she did not one to, because she could not pick the song, if she has to do a solo, forget it! its either 2 of black rose, all of em' or none at all!
thats the same reason i did not go up, i do not want to be stuck dancing to some crap like...well some crap!
anyway, Black Rose wanted an open floor, so we went up the stage and requested for one, Nani was like, FINE!!! and opened the floor.
the Black Rose danced together to some of the songs... others were boaring...but when "so what" by pink played... we all started jumping and singing "nananananana we're all gonna get in a fight!!!" and we all jumped and sang and danced, when miss Woon came up to tell up that open floor time was over we protested, but no.... we could not.
so after jumping and all we went out of the hall to class dancing an after jig when a solemn voice came up on loud speaker saying "pelajar pelajar, sila masuk dewan dan beratur dengan segera" we ignored them and went on until the third call, to which i looked at Ash in a mid-jig and went "pffttt" and went back to the hall to line up in an orderly line and took orders from papan (we call ms Woon that cuz she is really, really,really thin...she's thinner than me) in a hall only a few minutes ago was filled with the sounds of "we're all gonna get in a fight"
true enough, we did, but ms Woon was fighting an always losing battle.
imagine, she told us to keep quiet when we were cheering for the prefects.... what does she expect one clap per student? go figure.

end of the year

so the form 3s has had their PMR, signaling my turn to not have a life.
but so what?! the last two weeks at CBN are all planned out! this week is the netball tournament!!! today (monday) is the prefect's day, we have all the prefects performing, its supposed to be a surprise but since its today and all the senior prefects are in school, there's no hgarm, the reason to which i know this is because alia, who choreographed our black rose dance came teacher's day... did it again with the junior prefects dance... black rose was supposed to help so i was there... but i dont think i helped that much... ash helped with the smiles, nani helped with the teachings and i did...but very little, alia helped with the steps and me and ash did a free style dance in front of the prefects.... junior and the senior... the only reason they paid attention and started dancing was when ash fake smacked my butt...HEY!!! its an all girls school and i and ash are good friend. dont call me a les either!
anyway this wednesday i gotta go to the public speaking thing... they filmed us on thursday and friday speaking and acting... a good public speaker must master 3 things and do them congruently, they are visual,vocal and verbal... so we worked on the vocal/verbal for the first day and worked on the visual on the 2nd... visual is what you see, the facial expression, the hand gestures and such... so on the 2nd day, the teacher made us do some ridiculous actions to essentuate (is that how you spell it?) the story line... i had to act like tarzan... loincloth and all. and the other half of the froup had to act like the hungry giant from "jack and the bean stock" fee, fi,fo,fum and all... so you can imagine how ambarassing the tape would be... so we are all turning up on wednesday in the pink dorm to laugh at ourselves and each other, or at least i am... most wont even turn up due to ambarassement... the one thing i am immune to.... well, in most casses...
next week, we are gonna play twister on PJK, i'm the AJK so i get to organise it.... other than that, next week we are going to prank a teacher into opening the drawer in their teacher's desk in our class to reveal the (probably) 20-year-old dead rat... i'm not kidding!!! there is a real (real dead) rat in that desk... complete with cobwebs in its hollowed belly... hmmm... mayb we'll prank en ruzailan....or en. azra.....maybe the PJK teacher.... hehehe, the posibilities are endless!!!!