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Monday, March 24, 2008

pride and prejudice

pride. the downfall of most characters and the main of more... namely a bunch of asses who might be your boss.
prejudice.something that can get you in trouble, if the person you are sidded with hapens to rob a bank and acuse you of it, you while being temporarily insane and blinded by prejudice might side with him on that one.

i a m talking about this book because i read the book recently and realised how bad our generation is compared to the substle and polite world of the victorians.
for example, if the want to say that you are not a total fucking dumb-ass idiot bitch, all they might say is "she is not such a SIMPLETON as that"
and as i read this i wonder, as WHAT?

of course compared to those days, we have more things to do....more PRODUCTIVE things to do.
if a person who lived in victorian times gets resurected and reads this, then they might think... "but of course we do productive things"
well, in my opinion, the meaning of PRODUCTIVE those days might differ to what we find are productive... they produce PRODUCTS of their loins, while we write in our blogs,study our sciences,learn our languages and invent our gadgets.

seriously,think about it, how many families are as big as those in victorian times?
how many more male and woman die an old maid or male? WAY more than the percentage those days. why? because we are more seductive....oooppsss i meant PRODUCTIVE.

hehe... never mind.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

aftermath

i just came back from redang, tanned,happy,crazy cuz i read both my books and didn't bring a third and... dry
my holiday was a funny one with not that many pictures... of the holiday nor of me.
well, not of my face anyway.
my mum (always the joker), took pictures of my bikini top part and my ass, instead of my face.
of course i did not delete it, on acount of it actually looking good, me not the bikini, but i think the bikini might have helped. what else can give the allusion of cleavace that a push up bikini?!
hehe, i went into this topic cuz i have to tell ya about this one incident. first you have to understand 2 things, the fist is that JALAN means WALK and JALANG means PROSTITUTE.

THEN i can tell you what hapened.
when i was in terrenganu, on pulau redang. you have to understand that the terrenganu people have a slang all their own, like the californian slang versus the new york slang.
so me and my mum were looking for a necklace or something to remember the holiday. we were both wearing our swimmingsuits me in my bikini and my mum in her tankini, we both wore one of those beach skirts, me with a slit and her with out... FYI i was wearing her beach skirt. i dont own one and hers was sexy. all of them. we went to lagoona beach resort's gift shop without finding anything that i particularly like so we were on our way back towards the coral redang beach resort's gift shop when midway down lagoona's beach a ball got mis kicked and landed in front of my mum and i. the guy who took it hapened to be the same guy out of the three guys who were our guide the day before when we used one of our three free snorkling trips.
so he said "kau hang buat apo?"
"tengoh menjalang eh"

my mum said cooly that we "berjalan" not "menjalang"
the poor guy turned around and ran off without knowing what he did wrong.
after that particular obstacle there were acouple of man monkeys staring at us (at ME says my mum) i am talkin' bout the monkeys who can talk, not the ooh ooh ahh ahh monkeys.
i just egnored them, as usual. so then after stoping at the gift shop on coral redang, we went towards my grandma. i told my mum not to tell my grandma. she did not listen. so we endded up with trying to explain to her the meaning of the joke and that it was a joke. not to mention putting up with the repeat of the samer joke throughout the entire holiday. my grandad got it but thought that i took the guy seriously.
seriously, sometimes i think that i have an adams family, i go so far as to sing their theme song once things get weird...er
from a first glance, our family, when together never looked weirder.
my grandad looks arab, my grandmum looks like an orang putih...ot sure a brit or merican, my mum who looks chinese, me who looks punjabi, my uncle (who is in england with his family) who looks typical malay along with his wife and children, my aunt haley cik who looks chindian and her husband who looks chinese and is partly, their children my cousins who look chinese, then there is my weird aunt haley, who is the youngest and the oddball of the family who looks chindian.
there is a joke about my family made by me that describes certain things about them

my grandad (tok)-you know when he is around when you hear his err.... diplomatic laugh, and he only laughs like that when talking to a non-member of the family.

my grandma (babah)-she can pass as an orang putih, even with his tudung... until she opens her mouth, then you will know she is malay.

my mum (ummi)-she might look at you in a far away expresion and smile sheepishly and you might think she like likes you, when in fact she might actualy be thinking about fermat's egnima.

me (mia,mira,yom)- when i say i want to read in peace, it means i'm going to the toilet to read.

my uncle (walit)- he wore pink tight pants when he was a teen, we were lucky he married

my aunt in-law (aunty husna,ibu nana)-no joke. cept mayb that she looks sweet but has a mean temper once egravated, mostly by her children.

my cousin(haikal)-he put my panau cream on his face thinking it was like the mosturizer that his mum wears.

my cousin (haziqah)-like all the woman in our family, she is a pain in her brothers ass.

my aunt (haleycik)-to blunt to be true...sometimes.but she can be nice and funny when in the right mood, namely not in the morning or when her children aren't acting like monkeys.

my uncle in-law(uncle wayne)-he is so thought full that sometimes he losses track of his children.he is very smart but can be a bit silly sometimes.

my cousin(yaya)- she is the girliest of the bunch of us.she is afraid of the dark and almost scratched my eyeballs out when i said 'cat woman' one night when she forced me to watch this stupid movie instead of cat woman.

my cousin(haidan)-when i come to his house he will run to me and hung me from beking while his sister hugs me on my front. the funny thing is that he is as tall as my waist, so when he hugs me from behind and screams, his face is actualy in my ass.

my cousin(madihah,baby)-she once slapped my grandad and she constantly bullies her older brother.

my aunt (haley)- she is sorta weird, she likes to do things her own way, which is not often the easiest,and refuses to change herself or do anything the easy way if it is not her own,she is paranoi.

you might not think this particularly funny but i bet whe you see and meet them you will agree with me.

anyway ciau!

Saturday, March 15, 2008

what's it so far

there hasn't been any new developments since i last wrote in this blog nor much that has the potential of being new, unless you count the books and the baseball that i wanted since i was little.
i was sick and still am... but barely so.
i have been sick since last Thursday, which i had to skip school on and Sunday was a holiday as was the week after that. right now in malaysia, its saturday the 14th, and tomorrow i'm going on holiday at Terrenganu, Pulau Redang. for a week. so i wont be in school for another week. because on the week that i had my first bout of fever,its monday and tuesday i was going for pra-sports.
pre-sports for sports day. so as of this month, i have and am going to skip school for three months.thats like summer holiday minus 1 week. so i'm gonna be really behind in my work when i get back. i am also going to miss two cheer practices and i'm gonna be dead once my captain and co captain gets their hand on me... which is estimated to be around....2 seconds of my arrival. its not like they dont have enough on their minds so far. the form 1s are decidedly pain in the butts but that is compared to us... maybe the seniors are always going to think their juniors pain in the butts. since they do have the tendecy to be shy and unmixing with the senior... ceh ceh baru 14 dah nak berlagak senior.
well it is true. the 'juniors' do treat us differently than they would usually do if we were the same age.
well... most of them anyway.
as i was saying, the form ones in cheer this year are kind of... gedik and mengada. which means, they are being pathetic and acting like drama queens, like, oh my god!!! the senior yelled at me because i did not do what they asked me to do! so right now i'm gonna complain and get them burned!
that kind of pathetic and i think you can also say, bitchy.
not all of them but a select few. they also dont get it when the captain and co are scolding them cuz of their ignorance. they just ignore it.
not all but a select few. i dont think we will win this season. cuz the girls aren't working together. no team work or co operation at all. including me. i'm workin' on that and so far it ain't goin so bad. i managed to make a few new friends and get re aquainted with another. but in the mean time, i'm gonna chill. and how do ya like my new layout?
i luv it but i'm considering on adding a few more touches to it to complete it.
well ciou!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

the secret

yesterday, we were talking about plants and how they respond to stimuli. the process is called tropism.
there are three main forms of tropism. hydrotropism,geotropism and phototropism.
water,gravity,light.
there is also nastic movements, which means the plant responses to touch at any direction. eg;
Mimosa Pudica.
i started to wonder why a human's life cant be the same?
i rather think that it is,yet we made it complicated.
school is created to mold us into citizens that would fit into the system of the world. we complain but are still forced to be molded because we realise that it is the only way we can live in tis world.
sometimes i wonder whether we are going to ruin the very world that we tried so hard to build. all in the name of money.
we are becoming a money driven society, and we do what we do to survive.
but i know that life dosn't have to be like that. you make your world. if you think to much about money, then you're in trouble, because your life is only going to be about making money. so much that you forget why you want to make money in the first place.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

is this it?

last week there was a chess competition at our school. so the guys and girls from other schools came to our school for the zon keramat level. naturaly i we didn't think about it the least... the part about the guys that is... we (me and my friends) thought that they'd all be nerds... as in genuine geeks, we judged by the saint john guys's chess team, who are all incredibly nerdy.
of course i should have known that high school chess players aren't any difference when it comes to versatility of types. meaning not all of them were that bad looking. i should have known, after all i played chess and i'm certainly not a geek. neither were they, not ALL of them at least. which makes me wonder, do appearance really matter in anything?
in school most of the cool kids have so much potential to do anything they want. yet they shy away from it because of peer preasure and fear of making an ass of themselves resulting in them not learning anything. how can you learn if you don't make mistakes?
sure they're ambarasing, but it is only so because you care about being ambarassed.
the chess dudes are the ones who are supposed to be the cool ones because they are the ones who step up and do all that they wanna do, not caring for anyone else's business but their own.
i'm not gonna bad mouth the cheerleaders because i'm one of them. i also understand that what our co-captain said is true. chearleaders are like any other people, we are just like the olahragawati's and the netball girls.
in my opinion this is indeed true but society was the one that made chearleading a big thing.
in western or european countries chearleaders are to be hit cuz they chear for guys to raise spirits, the guys misinterpret it as us being damn easy... so in the coming generations it became so because the girls were changed by society, society was the one that made us 'cool' and the girls put it into their heads that this is true. don't get me wrong, the spirit is still there but so is the "i'm so cool attitude". not all chearleaders but most.
so what exactly is "cool"? is it a bunch of people who are stupid enough to fall for the ad's in the magazines made for making the big guy's money? a bunch of people who gave into society and was stupid enough to care to much for their reputations?
yeah right!

Monday, February 11, 2008

the new year as a rat.

its the year of the rat!
the other day fly F.M. had this thing called the 'pagi' show where they ask people their opinions on different things everyday, and this was about the new year, do we live like a rat or live with a rat to be prosperous this year...
well, currently i'm practicing both without realising it, partly because the rat decided to test my and my mum's patients and decided that since it was their year the can gnaw anything it wants... its funny cuz all these years we never had a single whisker in our house... apart from the cat which is now hopelesly adicted to friskeys's whisker and even that it snuck in.
as for the living like a rat,
the rat likes to live in a damp and dark place. well the house is dark most of the time cuz we're not there. and as for the dampness, a few years ago our old neighbour did something to his side of the roof, our side was and still is affected so when it rains heavily, the water drips in.
and i dont think it'll be a prosperous new year this year, cuz single's torture day is comin' on the fourteenth and i dont think i'll get any, that's an ultimate low for a girl unless she dosen't care.
and i sorta do, i mean i don't get fretfully upset if i don't get one, i'll just feel bothered.
i'm officialy a reserve.... yay!
hope i can make it to the main stream b4 cheercom...
but for now, i have to go study for my exam...

Sunday, February 3, 2008

golf and a bitch

last friday instead of going to klcc with my friends ( mum forbid), i'm at the bukit jelutong golf practice area thing watching my mum hit M's
i was editing my essay and starting a new one, which i would publish shortly, when my cell belted out tokyo drift.
i took it and ash was on the other end asking me if i really called this freakishly anoying girl in my class a bitch (which i didn't...now you know) i said no. i did not (as you already knew, but i have a talent as to repeat thing several times) what i did say was that she was vain ( at this point ash was upset cus i didn't).
this was the story,we were in class and i was trying to do my work, can't to noisy.
anyway, fat mango (FM) was talking about food (as usual) then that girl said in this really...really... REALLY anoying and comanding tone "can you please stop talking about food azra?! i know you are the queaen of food (referance to our choral speaking skript) the way she said it was very anoying... and the tone... sometimes i think she speaks through her belly and stress it on the throat, it was so anoying and rude and distracting, that i turned around and said "suke hati lah dea nak cakap pasal makanan ke ape ke hak dea,mulut dea" which translates to "its up to her what she wants to talk about, its her mouth" and she gave me this look which is short of bitchy and said " you boleh jagan sampok tak? mulut you macam orang tua" which translates to "can you please now interupt me like that, your mouth is like a granny's" ( which is weird cuz she was the one with the sharp tongue and bitchy attitude) i replied
"kau ingat mulut kau tu mude sangat ke?"
"ye memang!" she replied
"then you perasan" i said turning my back on her anoying face

that translates to

"you think you mouth is that young?"
"yes, definatedly" she replied
"then you are very vain" i said

so basicly i told her that her mouth is as bad as a gossiping nanny's, and that she is vain...which she is.
its not like i hate her, she can be tolerable at times... rarely. but most of the time she's bitchy and controling, she thinks she can tell anyone what to do just because she is a prefect... no wait she was already like that before but it got worse after being a prefect. i really don't like people telling me what to do when he or she dosen't actually have a right to. i've tried to egnore her but now everyone wants me to be class conductress because they don't want her to be. cuz she's all show. but the problem is that, i don't want to because i like being on stage and doing my expressions then down there with my ass facing the crowd.
i've pointed out that if she becomes conductress it would be a win-win situation, cus she gets to be conducteress and if she does we can burn her if she steps out of line and if she can't take it and quits it would be a win for us.
i have no idea but i think thaat she needs to get her head to earth and i would want to do that because i dont like being stepped over by someone who isn't it.