Wednesday, July 28, 2010


Readers, finally the title of this post WILL have a thread of connection to the content.


Like it or not, I have his album in my laptop n mp3 an will always play his songs for countless times. I dreamt, thought of him. Downloaded his video so that I can always look at him whenever I want. Logging in to youtube just to gaze at his face and hair in 'Baby'. Swear, I watched the video for 50 times and still haven't had enough of him.

Should he be beside me now, I will scream, faint, get up, scream again, hug him and cry.

Told you that I'm just a girl that goes gaga over pretty boys:)

Thursday, July 15, 2010


You should try hanging out with them:

1. Fathul Aizat

2. Mubeen


1. Nerds
3. FUNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYY :D(i just discovered this 10 seconds ago)

Anyways, no.1 is taken so the only option left is no.2. Go on, try your luck!

Saturday, July 10, 2010


A blessing I should say.

Alhamdulillah, the big day had passed by. It was full with anxiousness and countless prayers. As the clock struck at 9.15 pm, I had a TITANIC nerve wrecking moment. Teeth were chattering and I swore that my feet and hands were cold like a dead body.
Marni, Dayana and I were chatting at FB while waiting for the moment to come. And when it had arrived, I couldn't bear to look at the screen. I covered my eyes and of course I couldn't see a thing.
And the rest was in history. I guess all those emo-posts dated when I was struggling with mind-boggling subjects, assignments (EE, TOK, IA'S, CAS, etc) had paid off.

I owe everything to:
The great LORD for the gifts and love HE has for me since I was born.
My family for their love, support and prayers.Fathul for the laughter when I was drown in great despairs.
Teachers who had taught the goodness of life, the values of knowledge
Friends (E08Fians, Marni, gfs, LRC peeps, IPians, wholly-good jrs (not all of them since I did had some issues with them), fellow 08-10 KMBians) for being my inspirations. The good memories that we shared shall never be forgotten.

Looking forward to turn 20 in TORONTO baby!!

ps: sincerely hoping that my family, Fathul, dearest gfs, bestfriends, lrc peeps will be at the airport to send me off to the north america continent:)

Saturday, July 3, 2010


I am not a football player. Therefore, I don't have the credibility to comment on any matches. All I can say is that who wins and who loses. This 2010 World Cup... haish... don't know what to say.

Put my money and words on England. They have always been my favourite. Screw whatever the British tabloids said about Terry and Cole. Good players on the pit, that is all I care. But what happened this year??

1. Beckham was injured. Bye-bye pretty face. And the yellow cap was given to Ferdinand.
2. Ferdinand the got injured during training. The captain was replaced with Gerrard.
3. Feud between Terry and Capello was nowhere near peace.

The result: They were kicked out and humiliated during knock-out stage by Germany.

England was supposed to be like this. The one and only World Cup trophy they ever proud of.

Portugal was my second favourite. I thought they had the chance to make to at least semi. Hell they put me in the dark room again. Ronaldo had managed to prove that he is nothing but a sore loser by spitting at a cameraman after failed to bring his team to the next round.

He might want to reconsider his career as a football player next season.

After the three lions had been defeated, I shifted gear to the South American country, Argentina. With Maradonna as the coach, his famous 'Hand of God' goal will be the light for the team to book a seat in the final. They played tactfully with good teamwork and Messi is one hot player that should have the enemies in danger.

What happened?


This may be what Maradonna will do to Messi.

"You should go to the right you fool"

"I tried papi, but they did not let me go there"

"This is all your fault! I am going to crush you! Come here you punk"

"Stop papi!! Wasn't my fault that we lost! Don't touch my head!"

This is my worst World Cup fever. I am not looking forward to final. You can still expect me to be in front of the telly cheering but whoever wins, I could not care less.

Saving my money for a trip to Brazil in 2014. Wanna come along?