JULY 6TH

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:)

ROUND

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?

HUMILIATED BY GERMANY. 4 - 0.

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?

TEA

Coffee or tea, miss?

I'm sorry but can I have plain water?

Yeah, sure. Be back in a moment.

Wait! I take the coffee... Well, actually can I have both?

I would give the flight attendant a hard time. This would be the exact conversation in a flight to Ontario, departing from Malaysia, at the end of August.

Provided that if I get what I want for next week.

Dear good Lord, please answer my prayers.

SLEEPY

A week after walking out of KMB, my life has taken a full 360-degrees turn. From being agitated seeing books lying on bed to a lifeless girl that reads Douglas Adams collection of Hithchikers (credit to Syazana) as her daily routine. I like this new scent of freedom. It helps me to relax and chill a bit...

Nope, I lied. I am neither relaxed nor chilled. I am worried about the result. Yeah, long way to go, another one month, bullshit. I need to worry so that it will help to remind myself to keep praying and hoping that He will answer my prayers the way I intend it to be.

I can't sleep after 8. Because this crazy drilling sound is constantly making me feel nauseous. It feels like someone is drilling my skull with a blunt automatic driller and keeps on doing it until it gets to the other side of my brain. Yeah, it goes through the brain, right at the center. And I need to remind you that I have migraine so you might want to imagine how it feels to have such noise just beside your room EVERY FREAKING DAY.

Fathul is pretty upset now because his visa application to go to India was denied by the Embassy. And he is now somewhere in London with his mates in trying to cool down his anger. That means he is not online and I can't reach him via phone because I run out of credit. Jatdin is in Klang. He is halfway through the brainwash process in BTN. Yeah, he s not online as well. What do you expect? Huh...

These two Aizats used to keep me company last week and now they are either roaming around the city with a bunch of guys figuring out the next thing to do in the heart of Europe or sleeping in a dorm after a long tiring day. I miss them.

The next best company is a guy in Toronto. I would meet him in September. Can't wait! Provided that my prayers will be answered by God. OH... HERE WE GO AGAIN...

ps: i am depressed. gimme anti depressant

ANGEL

CHAINLESS... AWESOME!

Let's start by saying I'm pretty glad that I'm posting this on the comfort of my bed, with begs yet to be unpacked and magazines all over the floor. I like being in my comfort zone.

Friday wassssssssssssssssss..... AWESOME!!

Got up early with nothing to worry. The sun was shinning brilliantly. Had nasi lemak with a group of friends, went to the library just to kill the time, wrate SAGA 2 until chapter 15. Jat was reading slowly. I guess he was trying to figure who is Munir, Manisah, etc. After Friday prayer, we (library peeps) went out.

Ironman was brilliantly produced, bowling.. haha;D.. I was being myself and I liked it. Nevertheless, I have some soul searching to do. Commitment.. I am never good at it. But, hey that guy (Fathul) is the most sensible, rational man I could ever have. Owe him a lot.

I miss peeps.. We were having fun.. Studies, volleyball.. Those were crazy. IB had taught me the good of life. There are something that require your attention, something are just meant to be unquestioned, some people are just plain ordinary, some are just simply... annoying, a total pain in the ass and you simply wish you will never meet them again. Some are wonderful, some are fun to be with. Life has boundaries and you need to tell yourself that there is a limit that you need to be cleared with.

Meeting those guys during my last days was quite a heart breaker. But I am happy to know them. Looking forward to see you guys at graduation!

The truth does hurt and sadly to say, I miss KMB:(

FREEMAN

I CAN'T STOP SMILING!

After the teacher collected the exam and question papers, data booklets and unused papers, I glanced around and kept flashing my pearly white smile. IB! SO DONE! The 2 years hurdle was nothing but crazy.

My room is pretty neat now. The books are gone. There are somewhere between piles and piles of other books. No more dead insects. They had successfully found their way to the dustbin. Somehow, my room smells like it has not been used for years. Smells like the first time I entered, dated 2 years ago.

I will be missing some people, some structures, the sceneries. The flies and heat are something that will not be remembered but KMB will not be the same without them. E08F, girlfriends, the teachers, study buddies in the library, I will be counting the days to see them again.

All in all, experiences and memories are priceless, more valuable than the world itself.

ps: next up, cooking and guitar lessons. oh and driving too...?

GLEE

Oh bloggie! You are all dusty and ugly. I shall sweep away all your sorrows and bring back the good memories that we had before. Sorry for leaving you without any news for months but now I am glad to return to your arms again.

This post has nothing to do with GLEE, its production team or actors or even the songs in it. After all this while, the title for every post was RANDOM. I didn't think or made any effort to somehow relate the title to the content. Randomness is cool...

BEEN THERE DONE THAT! I should say this next week. Probably around 1530/3.30 pm after my last paper! Seriously, my last freaking paper after battling two years full of emotions, as a so-called IB student. It won't be PHYSICS or CHEM or MATH... wait... oh.. it will be MATH HL OPTION: STATS... my last chance of getting at least 5 for math. And thank GOD that I do not have any subjects requirements to enroll to Toronto or Alberta.

Bloggie, this is my oath; I shall never forget you again. You have my words:)