Persevere Seek Serve Night

Okay hi there!

I'm blogging from my home, my abode, in a very safe Living Room.
Okay so the last two days, i had to do the same performance i did on the Open House for P6.
The only difference was the performance was at Night.
The next very important difference was that it was the LAST performance for the year!
Okay so about this Pioneer Night.
This Night is to recognise any great accomplished people in our school and any hardworking cleaners.
So many of my friends won awards and was recognised by the school, with the help of Mr Chickenn.
Why Chicken?
Well the principal made this speech on the following week after our exams.
He explained 8 things.
5 types of people, and 3 types of them.
1)People who know what they know.
2)People who know what they don't know.
3)People who dont know what they know.
4)People who dont know what they dont know.
5)People who dont know what they dont know but choose to walk around as though they know everything.
That was all the five types of people.
So the types 1) and 2) are the same because if you know what you know, you will know what you dont know.
Don't get it?
Lemme ask you a question.
100- 80=?
20, right?
So you know you need 20 if you have 80 to make up 100, correct?
Exactly!
Lets say there are 3 topics of maths.
Percentage, Profit and loss and Linear Equations.
If you know only Linear Equations, you will know that you dont know what is Profit and loss and percentages.
I'm sure you get me!
So the three types of people are explained by these 5.
Types 1) 2) and 3) are Eagles.
Types 4) are Vultures.
Types 5) are Chickens.
So the principal emphasised on CHICKENNNNNN, so from then on i remember him not as Mr Nathan but Mr Chickenn.
So for the performances i had to wear make up, basic makeup like foundation and eyeshadow plus blusher.
So there were girls who were dying to make me up.
Okay sounds wrong i know.
So i arrived at school at around 4:30, and i left home at 3:30.
We had to gather at the Possibility Center at 4:45, so i left all the 15 minutes to having a snack and drink.
I drank milo as usual and ate twisties.
Mini twisties.
So i ate at the canteen with Thivya Viro and Rabia.
I actually went to the Possibility at 5:00.
And i remembered i went back down!
To eat.
So its like dinner was provided.
So we ate and went back up at around 6:00, where we started making up our faces.
So at around 6:30 i went to the girl's toilet to make up.
Oh fuck it with "Boys not allowed in Girl's toilet" SHUT UP!
They're not changing clothes.
They're putting on make up.
And so i had to put on makeup, dont you say its not appropriate for a guy to wear makeup.
You HAVE to put on make up for performances on the stage especially at night where they wont see your face at all.
So to make yourself visible you have to wear makeup.
Light makeup though.
So i was bored and played Drag me at the possibility center.
Last minute i found myself putting on lip gloss.
TRANSPARENT lip gloss.
So then i performed and EVERYONE looked at me!
I love this crowd compared to the P6 crowd which i didnt think was very professional.
Adults make great audiences.
And especially Dinie's mum.
I love her mum.
She's nice compared to most mums.
And then after we performed we had to wait backstage.
Not for long though.
After the award ceremony we all stood up to sing the school song.
Of course, as you know, the Drama sang the loudest of all unappreciative Performances.
So after that all the performances went out to the stage to come together.
We came together and sang and all, and we planned to run around the hall waving after it was done, so we did, and guessed who did?
Only three of us!
Me Ira and Dinie.
Prghhh.
So soon the Drama started out running down the stage screaming.
It felt patriotic.
Soon every audience and performance stood up and everyone was in a mess, so it was over but everyone was still dancing around so as nobody was sitting down on the chairs, the helpers started clearing the chairs and stacking them up.
So we met our senior's senior drama.
And i blllllllushed when both seniors said i was cute and said "i like you!" and thanked me for joining drama.
So it's like we went back to the possibility and waited there until everyone went home.
Oh we sang Mdm mita a birthday song though, it was her birthday that night.
So we left the school and Dinie's mum said she wanted to bring us to Mr Teh Tarik.
Now if there's any foreigners here, you probably will want to find out what this place through google singapore.
So i ate my favorite Fish and Chips and soon we left.
So we left from school at 10, got there at 10 25 and left at 11, and got back home at 11 30.
So there, my entire very attentioned seeked day.
Pioneer Night 2010

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Beggin! Beggin youuu!

Put your lovin hand out baybehhhh!

Hey guys.
So i promised to blog again in the next *4* hours, but it turns out it was like 5 or 6 possibly 7 hours.
HEHEHEE!
Like as if you guys question me!
You wouldn't talk if i said "Bitches keep silent!"
So why would i actually be scared of empty promises i make?
Not like as if anyone cares.
No really, this post was made at 10:30 last night, but i fell asleep and i forgot about this.
Anyway its like yesterday i was at madrasah, and the people there were like, as usual, kidding around.
One of them kicked my chair when i was at the toilet, and the things on the table (which is, really attached to the chair) dropped with the chair it was attached to.
See its those tables that have chairs attached to them.
Which suck, cause they're usually small and unprofessional looking.
And then the things fell and i was afraid i might fall too so i went and sit at the back.
If you have read my posts on my madrasah life, then you would know who's Irfan.
Its like funny cause he's the joker of the class, like really, he's the only one noisy if not me.
There was this one time he picked up this jelly inside a compartment (the jelly was to give a good smell when air circulates through the little holes in the compartment) and he threw it in the DUSTBIN.
So he was punished and asked why, which in return he replied.
Just read on.


(Translated Version)
Teacher: Irfan! Why did you throw the perfume in there?
Irfan: Not me not me!
Teacher: If not you who could it be?
Irfan: Ask Ismail! He's closest to the dustbin and the perfume!
Teacher: I'm gonna tell the principal if you dont tell me why you did that.
Irfan: Fine! I dont know suddenly my hands were like "Eh throw it throw it!"

HAHA, so its not exactly funny but its still humourous!
Oh how the fuck do you spell humorous.
Humourous humorous.
So its like he's a real asshole when it comes to jemaah' prayers.
Jemaah' prayers are prayers that Islam people pray together.
This can be done at anytime, except on Friday middletimes, where it is a must to do so either at a mosque or somewhere with at least 40 people present, including the leader.
It is not a must if you exclude Friday middletimes, but it adds to the good deeds that God will give you.
We shall speak of Islamic beliefs and religion another time, so back to the topic.
The way we pray is just to stand up, bend 90 degrees, then stand up hands to the side, then you really bow and obey, then sit up, bow and obey again, and the cycle goes on.
How long the cycle goes on depends on the time that you are praying.
Okay so another time then.
So at the part where we start to rise to the part where we stand up hands to the side what he does is to suddenly go into a boxing position and jump around at that point.
It was hilarious, honestly, i was trying to focus and when he did that i was like HAHAHAHA!
Which was embarrassing.
So then I was like keeping to myself all that cause if i laughed what do you think will the people think?
Anyway i ended the madrasah in a state of headache, and it hurt, so i went straight home after going to 7 eleven.
I bought a Dove chocolate, its thick and its nice so all my fashion followers (i'm sure i have some, really!) eat that shit!
I do more than highly recommend it.
So i relaxed at home, when i got back, i played the ps2 which just in case you forgot has been unlocked.
Then i was like WHOA so fun until it got pretty booooring.
So after that i went praying all the way till i slept.
This is for the weekend, and i have something to tell you about my performance too.
I'm blogging live from Dinie Abyan's home, if you dont know who she is then i'll give you her facebook, alright?
Okay so i'll introduce a little bit about the performance.
See its the Open House, where we all invite the P6 students to come to our school.
So far we have the P6s of 3 schools.
The Boon Lay Garden, the Pioneer Primary and Corporation.
The Corporation sucks, and its no wonder the Pioneer Primary people ALSO don't like the Corporation.
You know a typically irritating person who you KNOW everyone won't like him?
Yes, i guess this is the case.
So if i haven't told you yet, we had 3 performances coming for them.
One is the Guzheng, the Modern Dance and the Drama.
For the Guzheng they had the Yi Zu Wu Qu and Ju Hua Tai, the Ju Hua Tai by our favorite Jay Chou, and the Yi Zu Wu Qu by err, i don't know?
So it was nice listening to Ju Hua Tai again, it's been long!
Then we have the Modern Dance, where they had a dance based on Good versus Evil, which is all about drug abusing.
They have a group of black clothing people, and white clothing people.
The Black is evil, of course, and White is good.
The Black are supposed to act like they eat drugs and get high and all,
And the White is just there to bring them to good.
Okay i sound corny i know, but i dont know how you wanna rephrase it.
So the Black DONT wanna go, they arent willing to repent and they're willing to fight.
So they have a fight and of course Good triumphs and the Black Leader has to go with them and repent, and they lose.
Epic i know.
Then we have our Drama, which consists of 4 plays consisting of the First Day at School, Getting Lost on The First Day, Seniors helping Juniors, and Teacher Personality.
The first play is a poem, First Day at School by Roger McGough.
Don't worry, you can find it on Google.
The second play is literally explained by the name.
Mm yeah, so its in general information but still!
The third play is also explained by the name.
Yes, general again.
The last play is really really in truth explained by the name.
It depicts teacher's feelings at their students.
So im involved in the first and second play, if you happen to ask.
It was all easy!
I even forgot about remembering the script.
I focused all on the eyes of the audience, and i tell you it was BLEARGH!
Surprised?
Yes, i do think primary school kids dont make good audiences.
They make horrible audiences.
Probably because they are all retarded midgets.
Yea i know i came from there, everyone did, but the start of your secondary life attitude defines greatly between retarded disabled midgets and a very fine and nice secondary guy.
Minahmatrep wannabes, all of them!
Scums.
So that's all the performances we had planned for the kids, and its not just one performance it was THREE.
I was dead tired but we were told that we planned Jump In.
Okay this game is about improvisation and characterization.
Long words?
Well improvisation is not about improving, yea i guess so but its really about coming up with response.
Like lets say i arrange chairs in a very unorganized manner, and i tell you, this scene is a warehouse.
So i can do a lot of things in a warehouse, one of which is trying to transport stuffs.
So my character is a mover.
And suddenly someone jumps in and characterizes himself as a police officer.
So i have to really respond to whatever he does, and i can't really wait long to think for response.
Lets say he asks me "Why are you here?", so i'll probably reply "I'm here to bring an import back to somewhere" and this is improvisation!
Now characterization is about characterizing yourself as someone, and making it obvious you are what you want to be.
Easy explanation!
But i wonder if you understood the Improvisation part.
Oh well.
So i was excited and i jumped in on a scene in an aeroplane and a mental hospital.
Now if you know who i am and how i am everyday, then you probably know how i did at the mental hospital!
So after all that was done we were allowed to go home.
I didnt, i stayed for a while before i left for dinie's house.
Actually i had plans for myself and someone, this is personal though, but since that someone was busy and couldnt make it i just went off to dinie's house.
Straightaway when i got there (with Ira though) we went to Dinie's room.
So when i got there i laid on the bed and felt like sleeping until i realised i just HAD to bath.
And i bathed at her bathroom.
Because i didnt bring a towel of some kind, i had to dry myself.
After i was half dry i got ready and went back to her room, and if you know how it feels when you finish bathing and lie on a bed, you would know what i did.
I slept!
Okay not that long.
I was so tired i didnt get to sleep but i woke back up and all three of us went blog hopping and video watching and blogged.
Blogged, weeblyed and tumblred.
Yea all three of us have different blogs, where you are now is my blog and weebly is Ira's blog and Tumblr is Dinie's.
So then here i am after procrastination from Dinie's house, back here at my house and then back here at the Hall.
So when i didnt finish blogging we went omegling.
Omegle.com is a place where you can chat with random strangers.
We met with awesome people, people who were cool but not recognised, people who were left with, and people who are understanding and people who are JUST AWESOME.
So yeah i spoilt Dinie's webcam though.
HAHA!
But hey she fixed it back and i apologised!
We're a group of strong people, all three people and we don't just get depressed over things like this.
We joke and kid and get angry sad and all through feelings.
And we look down on Reps.

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She's got both hands!

In her pockeeeeet.

Hey guys!
So two weeks have passed and i promised to blog on the third week.
The first week was OKAY, then the second week was like WHAT THE FUCK!
Cause its like exams and i dont even know whats stress cause i never felt it.
And never will.
Cause i mantain my positiveness and some people are like saying you should be more 'serious'.
So its irritating cause its like telling me im too positive and i need to be a lil negative.
I hate it.
So then i was like happy cause the only thing happy about exams is the early go-home.
The bad side?
Nothing to do after that.
OMG SHUT UP dont tell me there's revision to do cause i dont take that as something to do.
What i mean is fun.
Any part of the word 'revision' sound fun to you?
That's stupid.
So its like everything was in pause.
The PS2 the Blog and worse the itouch.
I cant convince my mum to let me have the itouch.
I honestly cant do revision without songs.
SHUT UP im addicted to songs.
Likewise, you should be.
No matter what your religion says cause bad things were created from the birth of good things.
Same as porn derives from watching people have sex. (Fertility)
Same as rape derives from lust in sex. (Again, fertility)
Same as stealing derives from getting too much good things. (Pampered)
So there, i dont know how song derives from anything good cause its already good!
And then for the exams i had like not enough time to finish each paper!
Except for Mother tongue, i could even stretch and look around for 45 minutes before i did the paper, and still have time to stretch!
So for the maths paper 1, as usual we had an hour which wasnt enough.
And for paper 2 i didnt have enough time.
I missed out on some questions.
For geography it was just in time.
And then home ec was the same.
Just in time papers.
So then for English i think i had time for both papers.
It is nice to chill after exams.
We get to go to people's cribs and hang out again.
And stay back in the canteen doing Maths is Fun!
Pulang terang di malam hari, ohh indahnya!
Lol.
I did that to the Awesomes (stupid name given by Rushiqah) and they were like "I heard that somewhere!"
Then they were like its Sensasi Mentor!
Hah, the idols dont know we making fun of them at home and at school.
So we also did a song.
In which the lyrics dont match.
I still remember a few lines.

Maths is fuuuuun
Maths is goooooooood
Geography is beeeeeest
Science's excellent

Come on lets go

Dont you want mah booobs?
Dont you want mah lil round lil square lil big boobs??
Dont you want mah aaaaass

And so on and so forth.
So its like funny cause you're talking about maths and you suddenly break into sex appeal and stuff.
So during the exam we went to the club.
You must be thinking its an immature nickname given to a place where kids who wanna partygo to.
But no, its really a club.
Like when you go there you see people like from all other places.
Its like a gathering for chilling people.
There's even a bar some air conditioning and some books.
There are people dancing doing tiger shows just outside the club.
Its the Frontier Library.
So whenever we need to chill and at the same time do revision we go to the club.
We call it club not because its a codename but because its really like that.
Not that we dont want people to know where we're going or anything.
At the club we see people like Britney Spears, Slumdog Millionare, Raven Symone, blablabla.
Yeah sure we do, its the people who say hi to us.
See when you get to the club you walk through all four levels and i guarentee you'll see people you know.
If not 9 but 8.
Not 8 but 7.
Not 7 but 6.
Or even 1.
So if you wanna go there, just go there on weekdays and i'll see you well rewarded for listening to my blog.
Say hi to me and tell me if you read my blog,
Guarenteed you will be recognized!
So i'll blog again later, say in 4 hours at most, cause i'll be leaving for my religious class, and from there i'll blog more okay?
So there, have fun reading and i hope you enjoyed my blog!
I'm gonna give it a new.... Blogskin!
And probably a new mixpod... mmmm!

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Are you?

Hey guys!

Okay so for this 2 weeks (past) i experienced highly strange stuffs.
For one, my itouch was confiscated.
So it's strange cause everytime before i go to school i need to listen to it in the bus,
When i go home i need to use it to go facebook,
Hah, but now i need to study.
Exams are coming, am i prepared?
Are you?
Its the EOY and after it we'll be able to enjoy ourselves.
That is, as to reference to Miss Doreen Tan.
But for Mrs Felicia Tay, we're to keep studying.
So i dont know what that means.
But what i do know is that there'll be excessive english.
On days that we have CE we'll have that as English.
So usually we have CE and EL on the same day so yeah.
I think this is enough for English,
I should be studying right now but today is sunday, and for the weekend we dont have homeworks.
Haaaaah, that's just lucky i guess.
I dont think we'll get this no-homework-on-weekends opportunity again, so i'll enjoy it, and get ready for the next week.
Its the last week more or less.
So its going to be HECTIC.
God be praised for at least a few minutes break.
And i still owe Miss Hazel Peh my geog mindmap.
Heh, i can do that on monday.
Now's not the time!
Have my last break,
And ZOOM! goes the study times.
So hey, guys in primary and secondary schools reading this, listen here, START STUDYING!
Before your teacher starts screaming to you.
And thats not all, your mum too.
And your dad.
And your tuition teacher if you have one,
And yourselves.
So yeah, thats for studying efforts for exams.
Now im focusing on my life.
So uhh, i might not be able to blog for 2 weeks, please excuse me.
And i dont think you'd be free to read this blog?
Unless you're a graduate from Uni, but if you are then get out of my blog you paedophile.
HAh, doesnt matter whether you like me or not but it feels weird having someone that old reading a 13 year old blog.
So yeah, i'm sorry for it.
Oh.
I re-stocked on my Hari Raya money just now.
I could've restocked yesterday too, if it weren't for my religious class.
There's things happening at the wrong times if your realise.
I hope my exams wont do this.
I wanna feel that the exams are happening at the RIGHT time, so that i'll be encouraged.
And happy about it.
I need to burn the midnight oil, so you can tell i'll be busy.
I'm having to offline soon, cause my mum's gonna use the laptop.
Any minute now.....
Okay so anyway,
I presented my HE project.
Everything went well, except for the kcal part, i dont know what it means but i just said kilo cals.
Hah, but anyway i hope i pass my SPA exam, i just had it a few days ago.
I dont think it'll be returned anytime soon.
Oh did i tell my mom i had that paper?
Damn.
Oh well, i also have to do my Art Prep work.
Its only 3 drawing blocks.
And i can do it in Art classes too.
So no problem!
And as for my Mother Tongue,
Mr Ahmad Yatim is taking my marks from my workbook and my just-taken Mother Tongue Test, and did i tell you that i just passed on my English test?
Miss Doreen Tan gave away 2 EL periods for that.
And i burnt the midnight oil more or less, so these sacrifices must have value.
So then i finished my tests, but oh.
Look at my class board,
I think i remember seeing a test coming my way.
Oh yeah, i also have updates for Drama.
I came late on Friday cause of prayers.
But Miss Polar understood that, so yeah.
And i have a part to play in 3 performances,
The Award giving ceremony (or whatever) at the EOY, and the cca fair, plus the SYF coming next April!
So then i'll be real busy.
I think im numb to performances.
I'm born an extrovert, i'm open and i have no fear of the stage and its audience.
INCLUDING THAT DREADED HARMONICA PERFORMANCE.
Did i tell you i faced 9 lessons of Harmonica enrichment lessons during Music class?
Yeah well that had to pay off in one performance at the Upper Sec Assembly.
Yes upper sec.
So then i felt so great to be watched by half the school, or 3/5 of the school, only to be seen not playing the harmonica.
Yes, i didnt blow a note!
I was pretending.
Cause i didnt know how to, and Miss Lipas told me to do my best.
She was so sweet.
I am beginning to like her.
That's not just me.
Its really like that.
So yeah there was a group of sec 5s in front of me, and then they were obviously listening to me when i said "I'm not playing im pretending, you're also doing that, right?" to Mirza, and they watched me as i fakely played the Harmonica!
Seriously, i actually felt wrong that i called the Harmonica a "retarded instrument for retarded people at the MRT".
But anyway, this should cover up most of my updates.
If you need to know more, i'll try to remember some more, cause i thought the rest were irrelevant, and further more im rushing to type this all out cause my mom is going to use this laptop.
So if you wanna know more, chat with me, or inbox me, alriiight?
Oh.
Chat with me if YOU ADDED ME.
Okay bye guys!
*Okay, mom, you can use it now. oh wait!*

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Apologies!

Hey.



Don't freak!
I'm so sorry i didn't update you guys for almost 2 whole months!
Well, i didnt get to use any form of proper laptops or computers to update.
The school library was too open.
The kiosks - hell no, look at the keyboards which don't even look the fuck they should be.
The iTouch was too cramp to type out a large post.
You know how i write my blog posts right?
It needs speed, time and no doubt attention.
Well im here to update back the 2 months i owe you, and i'll move on to how life is now.
Now today is the 1st day of Syawal, exactly time after 31 days of Ramadhan.
Or Ramadan.
Or possibly whatever.
So did i discuss the National day i had for the first time, in my Secondary School?
Doubt so, but anyway, it was WAY better than what i had in primary school.
They'd allow us to actually stand up to show support, whereas the latter is just sitting down watching people dance and sing.
Boring, and i'd rather try to eat my own shit while it passes out my anus.
Why am i so vulgar now?
I'm supposed to be Ismail the White!
Instead of Black, that's fucked up.
Oh yeah as i was typing on.
National day was fun.
In the morning i came to school wearing long school pants and a red shirt i got from that primary school of mine.
Then at around 0715 Jana and his councillors made us arrange ourselves.
Well anyway Shafiqa Amira, the President of the Student Council, ran around the courtyard to make us stand up after we got arranged.
She wanted to hype up the crowd so that they'll go with the excitement i guess ;D
So its like after she ran around it was followed by a few other councillors,
And especially Viroshini and Ira.!
Gosh did i stand up for Viro.
It was very exciting, Dinie and i were standing up when some lot of us were sitting down,
We were screaming, shouting, singing the song, memorising the NE poetic message, ahhh it was so fun.
If only national day came twice a year.
Haishh.
Oh yeah, after the assembly we went up to classes.
In our classes we were supposed to finish a crossword on Singapore's history and its people.
Strange people we had.
We finished, and soon we noticed a crowd actually gathered outside, and i heard screams.
So i went out with the rest of the class and looked down.
Gee, what a sight.
Level 4, Level 3, 2 and 1 were all swarming.
Some of them were even throwing stuffs.
Litter, or whatever it was supposed to be.
So it's like it was supposed to be a sing-a-long session, but according to our behavior it was all a screaming session.
Especially Jana.
Damn, we had to sit in the screaming sun too.
Hell of a sun.
So we were dismissed after sweating it out.
My shit in my anus was heated like mud bricks, and turned hard so i had constipation when i got home.
Cihh.
But anyway, that's for national day part.
Now im discussing Ramadhan.
Seriously, who ever thought of eating with kafir people in public view when you're not fasting?
Not fasting its okay, but eat in front of us, with kafir people?
That's one hell of an attitude.
Don't you feel shame?
It certainly looks like you dont.
Cause you could even say hello to me.
I'm not gonna say anything to your face, it'll only provoke your true colors.
Munafik.
Okay so its like on the fasting month, the entire fasting month, we didnt want to go to the canteen, God knows why, cause it cant be the food, its less than appetizing, and it cant be the temptation, cause like i said food there sucks.
So we ended up sitting at a stone set of tables and chairs.
Because of the Sec 4 exams stuffs going on at the hall, we cant assemble there as usual.
And Jana was being nice, he didnt want us in the courtyard either.
It's all in him, the good stuffs.
But when it rains it pours.
Oh well, fyi Mr. Subash is retiring from school,
I'm pretty much sad.
Even though we've known each other only for a few 6/8 months, i feel sad cause he's so nice, better than Jana.
If Jana retired most of the persevere and seek would be sad i guess.
But they'll at least get used to it!
Unlike having Mr. Subash.
Oh yeah, fyi again we got scolded one day at PE.
It was PE time in the second period, me, rushiqah and Dinie were moping around when my smart ass suggested we sit in the canteen, to avoid the eyes of Jana.
So its like this, the canteen is out of bounds at all times besides recess and after school hours.
But besides that it should be empty.
We didnt realise that, i mean, if it was so out-of-bounds why were there teachers?
Doesnt make logical sense.
So we thought it was safe if we sat and talked.
We were all comfortable until Jana, on his rounds, caught us really red handed and asked us to stand in a line facing him, staring at his eyes.
Oh, did i tell you he has magical eyes?
They're so naturally brown you'd forget contact lenses existed.
I mean really!
Light brown!
Transparent!
His eyes omg.
And oh yeah, as i was typing.
We were told to stand in a line and one by one we were questioned.
He asked why we were in the canteen during this period.
We told him the truth, we could choose to have PE or not and we chose not to cause we were lazy, but we didnt tell him we were lazy of course.
We just told him we were tired.
Or whatever.
And he said things about packers, distributors, publishers, how tired they are.
His Rugby boys training.
And rushiqah wanted to tell him that some of the packers are not fasting in any way more than his rugby boys who drink after training.
So it's like he continued on, implying that what we were doing is weakness, and that although he isnt a muslim, he know how it feels bla bla bla~
So then we went back to sit at the courtyard with the rest.
And then school ended fast, and after it did, we all sat at the canteen and talked about what we would do for teacher's day.
Ouu teach her day.
So we all came up with as usual the many good ideas but ended in smoke and nothing.
We were so close!
And then Jana came by, and saw me, dinie and rushiqah and called to us "The Three Musketeers".
Or is that how you spell it.
So he asked whether we got the message that morning.
We said in unison a yes, of course.
Then we all went home soon, that's what i remembered.
Oh yeah!
The Teacher's Day.
Oh my god, my first TD in primary school sucked.
Remember the quote, "Not quantity but quality"?
Well in my primary school days there were both.
And both were the same, over and over.
They danced.
Danced with quality.
Danced with quality for six years for quantity.
I actually got bored of it, and thought i wanted to perform there and showcase something more than a dance that after it ends has a " HAPPY TEACHERS DAY! WOOO".
But then again, i'll only get more than in the way.
So i just steered clear.
But the 6th year was better actually, it got more than a dance for the first time.
And Graduation Day hell else but dance.
Why won't we have something like a skit, or a play at least.
Even if it sucked like having people forget the lines but at least its something different.
I mean, a lot of people claim that when you're mentally sick, you're different from the rest, though people can hate you.
So that means even if you suck you're at least different.
Oh well anyway for teacher's day 2010 for my first year i performed with Dinie, Rabia, Mirza, Raihanah, Tiffany and Dawnn.
Okay some of the people here might be people you know, but whatever.
Here's how it is.
Tiffany and Dawnn was in the Purple group.
Rabia and me was in the Blue group.
Mirza and Dinie was in the Red group.
Raihanah was meant to be a substitute, or extra, when Dinie wasnt present.
But then everything went totally saksuk.
Dinie didnt come so Raihanah had to replace her.
I was short for Rabia so i had to exchange with Raihanah.
Dinie didnt want to perform so Raihanah totally took over.
So what happened was,
Me and Mirza, Red.
Raihanah and Rabia, Blue.
Tiffany and Dawnn, Purple.
That was finalised, so we performed!
We had 3-4 rehearsals that ended at 7 on the second last rehearsal, and 6.30 for the rest.
So its like what we did was read a poem that was dramatised.
We did our own dramatised version who cares if its wrong.
At least its lively and people can understand us!
So im too tired to write my lines and their lines here.
If you need to read it so much you can ask me!
You can send me a request on my inbox, or msn if you have me.
So after we performed,
That's it for Teacher's Day!
Hmm.
After Teacher's Day and all its rehearsals were over,
We were a few days away from Syawal,
But on the week of Syawal 1st it was September Holidays.
And we were given homework and somehow I didnt want to do it,
I wanted to countdown.
Hee :)
But you cant blame me!
It's what i did for past few years.
And on Thursday,
RIGHT before Friday,
We went to Geylang.
We, me, my two sisters and my brother-in-law.
So it's like then,
We were searching for my Songkok, Mom's Hari Raya uniform, my chappa or cappa or whatever shoes, kerepek, and cushion covers.
My mom's Hari Raya uniform was found in Joo Chiat, in a shop called Jelita.
Was it Joo chiat?
Or was it Tanjong Katong.
Nahh, can't be Tanjong Katong.
So then we searched for my stuffs.
My songkok and Chappa Cappa whatever the fuck shoes were found next to each other.
So the songkok was i dont know what price, but the Whatever shoes was 15 dollars.
Oh, we had a budget of 100, and that wasnt even budget, we were supposed to spend lesser, but it ended up having 4 dollars left.
Hee :)
Mom didnt scold us though.
And i had a headache (the worst yet) on the way to and at home.
So that was all about the Hari Raya.
Oh, on the first day we didnt go out.
We stayed.
People who went out came to our house.
Oh, i gave my salams to my sick step grandmother first, then my mother, then my father, then oh.
I forgot!
Shit how can that happen.
Ohhhhhhhhh fuck,
I forgot my sisters.
Okay nevermind i'll do that later.
Okay so i earned $140++ on the first day, on the second day, not so much.
Its either 150++ or something.
Okay i cant conitnue any furhter, after you read this then you're already updated and close up to me!
Okay i want to wish the muslims, Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir dan Batin, Minal Aidin Wal Fa'Izin ;D

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Norhafizah Wedding Day 2

Hey guys.


So i was like saying,
I had 2 posts coming up on my favorite cousin's 2 wedding days.
And i had it coming.
So it's like now i'm posting on my experience on the 2nd Day.
Didn't take long though.
So it's like on the 2nd day,
We did the same.
The real wedding was supposed to be starting at 10am,
But some guests decided to came at 9,
And my mom and my aunt,
Both carrying some reinforcement food,
Were both alerted by this by my 2nd Aunt.
Her name is Norjanah Binte Basri.
She was panicking for someone to layan them at the void deck.
So it's like, when she called us,
By coincidence we were just waiting for the NE line to Khatib.
So when we heard we just went down to get a taxi instead.
So it's like,
We were all going down from the station, me my little brother the maid my aunt and my mom.
If you knew about Jurong East and it's distance to it's personal SMRT taxi stand,
You would know how great a distance we had to walk.
And my little brother was in his mobile cab.
So we had to push him and my aunt had to carry the heavy food.
So it's like we had to go down and get to the taxi stand,
I was a little afraid of going through the pass because i was using a Ticket.
A ticket from Lakeside to Khatib,
So i thought if i got down at Jurong East it might not work.
But anyway it did,
And we all had to wait for mum cuz she was running late because she had to take some money from an ATM.
So it's like we all waited down there.
But then we thought if we made our way ferst it would save time.
But when we did we forgot about mum,
So we had to wait because she called us to let us know she lost her way.
She couldn't find us,
Not that she didn't know where to go.
So we told her where we were,
Just by the side of Popular.
So it's like after she found us we made our way.
Then there was this cab that was there, it was waiting for a passenger.
Or passengers.
So anyway we all hurried there,
And my aunt was panting,
My maid had a little drop of perspire.
Anyway the taxi went without us.
Crazy right?
The driver doesn't want money.
We were almost there,
Yet a few steps away and it was gone.
So it was like What the hell.
I hate that cab.
I was feeling warm in my body.
You know that feeling?
Yeap.
But then soon a new cab arrived and we were on our way.
This little devil couldnt shut up.
I was listening to my mp3,
Listening to Vanessa Mae in fact.
And he was like trying my patience.
He was pulling my earpiece,
In fact he pulled so hard,
And my earpiece was literally glued you know,
Glued, with super glue,
And then POP goes the earpiece.
He did this a couple of times,
Until i finally had enough and said " OI! " and he cried.
He cried.
And he cried louder.
And cried and cried so loud.
Then the driver almost lost his way on the road.
" DIAMLAH " screamed my mum.
" Nangis, nangis. CEPAT NANGISLAH. " I screamed.
And he stopped.
Then after we arrived,
We went to the void deck.
And me an taqi were playing as mom and maid went to unpack the food we brought.
So as they were busy we played together till 12++
Or 2++.
But anyway soon the bride was down.
Then soon, i was told to take videos.
I took the video of the groom on the way.
Kepakepakepakepakbingbing
So then after he arrived,
He sat on the pelamin and then the kepak went on.
Then the silat crew came and one by one did stunts.
Then one more person.
And then soon it was over,
Then the penari came in,
After the penari was over,
We all took pics.
We all except our family.
Because we would only take pictures later.
When the bride and groom return.
So it's like,
We waited for a few hours, tending to guests as they come and go.
In the end it was only a few of us,
And we took a picture together.
So then,
We went home by mrt.
Till then,
May the next post be revealed!
What's wrong with my english nowadays...
Oh yeah, here's the bride's FB.
Wanna add her or see how she looks like...
Norhafizah Khamis --> http://www.facebook.com/norhafizahkhamis?ref=ts
Or the groom, his FB.
Wanna add him or see how he looks like?
Khairul Anwar --> http://www.facebook.com/khaian?ref=ts
Or the mother of the bride, her FB.
Wanna add her or see how she looks like?
Yea i'm sure there are people who want to see the lucky mom!
Norjanah Basri --> http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000088611157&ref=ts
So, have fun for the rest of your day!
God loves you :)

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Norhafizah Wedding Day 1

Hey guys .

Okayy , two days before the day before ,
I went to this grand wedding .
It's not just any wedding ,
It's my favorite cousin's wedding !
Okayy , just about favorite .
So it's like ,
I woke up at 5:45 ,
No thanks to my mum .
So my little brother jumps at me on my bed ,
And then i wake up pinching his cheeks .
My mum just woke up ,
So she went to bath first while i entertain the little devil .
So i switched off the light and let him sleep beside me .
It was cold , the air conditioner just switched off .
But this little devil was hyper .
He was like laughing to himself .
So it's like i entertain him till my mum finished bathing ,
Then i let him go off to the hall to find the maid .
So he did , and i went on to bath .
After i finished bathing ,
I dressed myself and then went to use my lappy .
So i used the lappy from 7:00 to 9:00 .
It was quite long ,
But at 8:30 i felt sleepy and went to take a nap in my bedroom .
So i was awoke at 9:00 by my screaming mum .
She was asking me where i placed my pants jeans and all sorts .
I told her i don't know , The maid hid it .
So it's like ...

( Translated )

Me : I don't know ! That maid hid it .
Mum : Darn , why would she hide it ?! Don't talk nonsense with me .
Me : No i'm not .
Mum : Hurry , where's your pants ?
Me : We're going to a wedding right .. ?
Mum : Duhh .
Me : Oh well .
Mum : Try this , and this . See if it fits .

( Tries )

Me : Done .
Mum : Okayy , so that doesn't fit . I'll just ask the maid to iron these . Reckon they'll fit .

So soon , everyone was prepared to go .
We left at 10 a.m. .
So we got to Lakeside MRT Station and met with our aunt .
We called her Wak Nani .
So we used the lift and went up to the train level .
We used the train to land ourselves at Jurong East Station .
So then ,
We boarded the train next to our train .
We were just in time .
So we got to the wedding at Khatib ,
Just about in time .
So it's like ,
We just sat in the house while waiting for the bride to be ready .
Kak Fizah .
So it's like Taqi our little brother was scared of the henna design on her hands and feet .
He was like teasing her ,
And such .
So after she got ready ,
More people started coming ,
Including who i can remember ..
Wak minah ,
Wak Minah Husband Cik Maslan ,
Wak Minah 1st Son Abg Kut ,
Wak Minah 2nd Son Abg Im ,
Wak Nani 2nd Daughter Kak Shikin ,
Wak Nani 1st Daughter Kak Tika ,
Kak Tika Husband Abg Fizal ,
Kak Tika Daughter Naily ,
Cik Nita ,
Cik Nita Husband ,
Cik Nita Daughter Fazira ,
Nek Yam ,
Nek Yam Husband ,
Nek Ju ,
Nek Ju Husband ,
Cik Damri ,
Cik Damri Wife Cik Kamsia ,
Cik Damri Son ,
Cik Piee ,
Cik Piee Wife Cik Ani ,
Cik Piee Daughter Twin Fatimah ,
Cik Piee Daughter Twin Fatimah sister ,
Cik Piee Elder Daughter Kak Mariam ,
Kak Mariam husband ,
And all other people i left out .
Soon , after everything was ready we all just sat in one corner
I had to sit in the kitchen because there wasn't enough space in the living room .
So it's like , we all waited as the groom arrived .
It was to say quite long ,
But the tension added on .
So it's like when the groom arrived with his family side ,
We all were waiting for the " Wakil " , who was gonna be late by half an hour .
So when we heard it ,
We all just went down to the wedding at the void deck .
So it was only me and some other people who went down .
The rest awaited to see the couple get married .
So i went down ,
Got a few " Kuehs " and ate at a table ,
Together with Nek Yam , Ju and their husband and Cik Maslan .
Me and Cik Maslan were discussing about the study of Malay Language .
So after a long while ,
We saw the Wakil come by his car .
He was the very same one who married my mum and step - dad together .
So it's like later on , me and Taqi played at the playground .
Then Daddy arrived .
And My sister .
So it's like after they got married they just took pictures ,
And when i checked back the groom was already without his wedding dress suit.
So soon after we ate and ate.
And then i had to go to the toilet upstairs.
Even if they had one downstairs i wouldn't use it.
I trust a home toilet more.
So after i used the toilet it was already almost 4 p.m..
Then after it got to 4 pm my mom and the family were beginning to eat at a table.
But i already at so haha ;D
Then we discussed who would go home.
Then we came to a decision.
My sister, my maid, me, step-dad and Muttaqi,
Will go home together.
So mom will remain there,
Until everything was ready for the 2nd Day of the Marriage Ceremony, 13th June 2010!
So soon we all went home by taxi,
And Halfway back Taqi wanted to be with mom.
He kept weeping and crying.
So we kept him distracted as went on the expressway.
Then we all got home thoughtfully,
As we awaited the 2nd Day.

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