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Sunday, May 11, 2008

between mother's day and midterms

so its monday and smack in the middle of my mids and my mums.
but since i find the subject of my mum more cheerful than that of an anoying piece of paper that you would love to swear at, but would look stupid while doing so, i'll talk about my mum.
so i bought her a bracelet, the day before mum's day...so it was all rather hurried.
anyway, so i wraped it up and went down to the car, since i was supposed to wash it for 5 bucks (hey! it might be mother's day but i still need money, that bracelet was not cheap!)
what i did do after opening the car door was close it, locked it and ran up the stairs to my mum's room to say that i found something dead and bloodied on the passenger's seat.the conversation after that is as follows:-

ummi: what is it?

me:its something dead!!!

ummi:no, i mean what animal is it?

me: i dunno its to covered in blood i dont know what it is!!! you better look at it!

ummi: (in a panicked tone) how did it get there?



by this time we were half way to the car




me:how should i know?!


so she went to the car and saw what was in the seat and stopped. she looked like she just got punkd. teehee, i yelled happy mothers day and gave her a big hug, she told me that i should join drama and she is now wearing the bracelet to work...

i gave her a good shock!, damn i should have recorded it!!!!

Thursday, May 8, 2008

old memories

its kinnda weird when you read your diary again 2 years after writing it... you realise that things seem stupid and other things funny.
so i read my diary from 2006 again and laughed at some parts and frowned at some parts realising things that you never realised before... puzzles that you hated to answer, words that should have been said and situations long forgoten (and this was only two years ago!)

one particular occurance that is extremely funny and sad at the same time. i dunno if you'll get the sad part but the funny part is definately there.
i have this friend...long time friend who is probably gonna read this article without commenting.
so anyway, this friend was my boyfriend two years ago (now ex). and i had this cool teacher when i was in primary...i'll call her MJ

i was in the school chess team then and we just won the second place in zon keramat (quite a big deal) so MJ decided to treat us at McD's and while waiting for the food my teacher scrolled my phone with my permision. so she went over my contacts and found my friends name... erm i'll call him capoeira, MJ found Capoeira's phone number and asked me who he is... i said he was a friend.... (i was not gonna tell MJ the truth!!!)
but my friends told her otherwise... i kept insisting we were friends, so to check she sent a txt msg to him it said

ini BF myra, kenape u ade nombor dea?

which basicly means

this is myra's BF, why does she have your number

she actually sent it, i saw it with my eyes!

she sent that to my boyfriend at the time!!!!

he got angry at me, like he should (not that i admited it at the time) he said that he only gave me the number cuz he trusted me. as for the BF thing, i think he was mad...
ok he was but not really
i guess he was more mad that i gave my phone to MJ
teehee, if you're wondering if he replyed the msg, he did.
he said we were just friends... which pissed me off.
a lot. he does not know that either... now he does.

Monday, April 28, 2008

sick pervert

so there is this guy at st john who called me a lesbian...would you have shut up???
i wont, i didn't
so here is how it started....
i was going down tangga ampang and i yelled to nicole to hurry up cuz i'm not gonna wait for her...
well being the dumb malay guy, this guy is mamak through.
so he starts yelling hurry up on and on... then the rest of his gang joined in and i paid them no attention... till they overly annoyed me, by this time, nicole was by my side and it was raining, she asked me what's up and i said "i think its that song by che'nelle "hurry up"
they still yelled, i put my arm around nicole's shoulder cuz we were under the same small umbrella..and that's when the guys started to yell "oi oi lesbian"
i still egnored them until the cheer got so loud and i got so annoyed that i turned around to face him and said "are you some kind of psyco pervert who looks out for lesbians?"
thankfuly he understood me and backed of..
the second day i found a rat on my shoe... i yelled and jumped to get it off but when it was off i kept jumping cuz i was afraid to step on the rat. he saw me and the whole bus laughed. bollocks!

i really think that was ammbarasing... like hell!!!!

what's up dawg?

for the teacher's day...day at school, we are doing this group dance thing. we have a cool name, i think its "black rose" but i cant be sure, thats the name we used last year.
so anyway, we're doing a hip hop dance, and we don't really care if the teacher's enjoy themselves, in fact we are going to show the teachers how they don't want all of their students to be like.
as for the students, i hope they appreciate it... we are gonna wake them up from the deep slumber that the other ten contestant's hip hop dances and show them real break dancing... i hope...
so anyway i am now writing this because i'm bringing a cd of dance songs and the team members wanted me to bring ching-a-ling... but i ended up downloading more dance songs that might work, so i am now waiting for them to download.
i have cheer practice tomorrow as well as the hip hop thing...
hip hop thing is at nine in the morning and my cheer is at 11.30, then i'll have sivic...
god, did i mention i'm bringing the radio to school? and that i'm going earlier... like 2 hours before 9 cuz my mum cant send me to school after that?
i'm just wondering how i'm gonna bring the radio on the subway or LRT.... can you imagine me?
with my huge bag,huge radio and small but tall body...
imagine it...
now stop laughing (if you even laughed... its not even funny!)
apart from that there is nothing much to say on this subject...

Thursday, April 17, 2008

sick, again

i just came back from my aunt's holiday... well, she's my grandad's sister's daughter, so i guess she does qualify as my aunt...
i still cant believe it... wan cik married!
i was sick during this ordeal but i still went to the wedding, which took place in kuantan, so last week on thursday right after i got back from school i shoot straight to my kampung (which is in kajang so i cant brag i traveled hard or long) slept there and the next morning i made the journey to kuantan. in the back seat of a car containing me, and my bickering grandparents... i'm sure they love each other. but i think sometimes even they forget it and they make other people forget it.

i guess thats what hapens to you after all those years of marriage... hmm, maybe i should prepare my dear wan cik of what lies in her future by trying her up and tossing her in a car with my grandparents on their way to her wedding, then she would've canceled the whole ordeal...

not that my grandparents are miserable or anything, its just that they argue a lot, not in a rough way either. the annoying thing is that they argue over the stupidest things....
but i guess that is marriage.

one more side effect of marriage i guess is that they start wearing lifejackets and big flotties or what ever you people call it, when bathing at the beach... not even deep....
i guess my grandad might be afraid that my grandma might drown him if he talks to a woman and makes my granmum jealous...which happens a lot, my grandma has a weird way of thinking.... not nuts or anything just a very...weird way of thinking....like, my grandad cant even be normal kind to the maid, cuz apparently all indonasian maids want to steal your husband... i think my grandma is in trauma cuz of her dad being a playboy and liked a maid. she's not mean to the maids.... just paranoid... she thinks the maids are going to do some witchcraft hocus-pocus on us to make us comply with her... yeah my grandma can be weird... but i dont think that is caused by marriage, cuz my grandad aint like that... he IS stuborn and hates having to bring his wife to the other end of the world in order to get fresh fish because she refuses to grasp the fact that once you add in the patrol and the cost of the supposedly cheap fish the overhead cost is gonna be higher, when i point this out to her she says i'm paroting my mum... hell no, i dont parot... its just that YOURE SPENDING MORE MONEY!!!
any non-sensical 2 year old can figure that out and just because i have the brain and common sense of a person 1 or 2 years older than me (amongst most malays anyway) does not mean i'm a parot...

i wanted to write about how i got horror sick but ended up ranting about marriage instead...i got redirected again....

but i wonder, why do we get married, other than the reason to reproduce the next generation?

Thursday, April 3, 2008

why wont anyone believe me?

i know april fools was three days ago and i have to tell you, that i had a lot of trouble to make them believe something important and life changing... the trouble is that since it is april fool's day, it wasn't easy to convince the girls i had hell, this is how it started...

during civic, i went over to aazraa's table and told her i lost my virginity, her jaw dropped and she almost told teacher and i told her it was a joke. he turned around and i did a double bluff and said

me: but really, i did.

aazraa: seriously

me:yeah

aazraa: no...seriously, are you serious?

me:do i look like i'm kidding?

aazraa: no..... tell me this is a joke

me:nope

aazraa: but you are a malay!

me:is that really an issue nowdays?

aazzra:when?

me:sports day

aazraa:but...WHERE?

me:toilet

aazraa:what, how

me:do you really wanna know?

class ends and we get up, aazraa tells fuzzy, fuzzy thinks its a joke since its first of april...
but i managed to convince her to, then she tells ash,(who likes to believe the best of people...she can be to inocent sometimes..) didn't believe me either, but she did tell alia, whom first thought it was a joke, but believed me in the end... this is how, she dragged me out of class towards the caffeteria and questioned me...
i told her about my foot in the toilet bowl and how my shoe stunk when i got home... so i had to clean it... that was when she finally believed me... finally, she got it.

aazraa, fuzzy and ash were still not out from class, i assumed they were doing their class cleanliness duties...
so alia was asking me about it... and when and how and stuff, so i told her... then....
suddenly aazraa, fuzzy and ash headed for my table and started lecturing me about what i've done... since i am a muslim, i cant get laid because it is against our beliefs... we just talk about getting laid and wonder. we dont actually do it, so i guess that was the point.
aazraa, being the big mouth she is, said loudly, "do you know that doing it means berzinah? you can mandi wajib and samak all you want but the sin stays"

fuzzy said "you know myra, you are a malay girl! how can you do this?"

ash said" it cant be true, its a joke, it has to be"

and

alia said "it is true, she told me that her shoe went into the toilet and told me all the details

then aazraa said "tell them if its true or not and we wont ask you again"

i said it was true and fuzzy asked again "oh my god, are you serious?"

i could not stand it anymore!!! i have to make the message stick in their heads!!!


APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!!


note: not only the members of my class know of that joke, but so do other classes, not all but a considerable amount... i have to say... I ROCK!

Monday, March 31, 2008

guests from hell

30 minutes left in the shower, air conditioning left on for the entire day, children left alone at home, children stomping their foot on the suspended wooden staircase in front of their parents and the parents are not doing anything!!!
this is what i had to put up with this weekend.
it started with my sports day.i had to sleep in my grand's house, then i'll stay till my mum picks me up the following Monday (which is a holiday).

so that night-the night after my sports day,which was held that morning- i found that my grandma had invited guests over to sleep overnight at the house. i was shocked because i didnt know that they would be sleeping over.... my grandma just said, "Mira, sit properly! we have guests coming"
so i was worried that i'd have to sleep somewhere other then my room. my grandma said that i did not have to go anywhere, so did the guest. what the guest (also a family member, however distant) didn't say was that she invited her brother and his wife and children to sleep over to, without saying anything to my grandmum.
so i was going to my room and found that there was someone occupying it, namely my grandmum's guest's brother's wife and child. so i sat there talking. not noticing the bags that were tucked away in a corner. i thought that the she and her husband were just resting in that room, as sometimes guests do. but i did not expect that she was going to sleep there. so i went out after chatting friendlily to her about stars in the us. i watched tv with my aunt pah'e and waited for them to go home... then this movie came up on astro and i got stuck till' midnight.
after the movie i wanted to sleep and found my bedroom door locked and herd snoring inside and i panicked, cuz' my stuff were in there. i told my grandma and she said that she too did not know they were sleeping over,but since they are guests, i should act all nice and not wake them up. so ok, i didn't... wake them up that is. i anded up sleeping on the sofa of the upstairs tv room where i watched the movie earlier. i was uncomfortable because i could not move and that my leg was still hurting from the runs on sports day that morning, hot and very pissed.
i could not sleep and neither could my aunt and grandma, since i was sleeping "out in the open",
the area is famous for break ins.
so in this state of wakefulness, at about 2 in the morning i heard.... well i think every one heard a door opening and shutting (slamming) shut, so i woke up and saw that saw that our unwelcome guest had gone out for a potty break. so i talked to her and took my stuff out of the room. she then proceded to go to the toilet, slamming her door shut again.
the next morning, the bunch of them went out to get some stuff for laksa making leaving their children behind with us. we were thankful of them leaving the house, up until the kids started running up and down the stairs and making outrageously loud noises upstairs, we were all grumbling cuz apparently the parents let the children play in the bathroom for 30 minutes, their grandma had to tell them to get out, and don't ask me what the parents were doing, i don't know.

bang boom, loud gigling
i was so damn annoyed that i went upstairs and told them not to make so much noise, not to stop playing but to stop screaming at the top of their lungs. i went down stairs and about half an hour later i heard Rogayah screaming her lungs out. i went upstairs and told Rogayah to stop yelling so much and her big bro to stop "kacauing" her.

their parents got back home and hell broke loose, i had to tell the kids in front of their parents to behave themselves, not that the parents showed any shame. they would have stayed another night if it not were for our intended guest's husband, had called them a thousand times to get home, i think he knows their 'perangai' well. so they went home but not without leaving a deep scar on all of us....

i really cant understand how the parents of the kids could not control them or tell them off.
they don't correct their children's mistakes and then,when they get older they wonder why their children become Mat Remp-its.

so now, i know how those children gone missing (there are three now, the first was found dead, naked in a gym bag with traces of a zuchini being stuffed up her vagina) and why they are all malay. the simple fact is that MOST malays know how to make children but they dont know how to educate and control them, so they just don't. so this is the next generation.