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-art fazil.

ouuhhmakkdikau.
lagu jiwang.
its so melodious doncya think?
i cant help but be mesmerised by his songs.


alrite! updates!
this morning, after solat subuh,
i was planning to slp until 9.
but yong chuen's msg woke me up..urrgh.
7.39am.
haha.anw, he left for thailand today.
ocip. for 2 weeks.
which means tt he'll be back on the 17th.
there goes my best online-fren.
i tried to get back to slp.
but i cudnt..it was horrible!
arrgh.
ok.im being a melodramatic fool here.
anyways, i got ready.
took my own sweet honey sugared time.
n left hm for peirce sec.
like wat the hell.
fizah, u knoe wat i mean.
n the first person i met on my way in was tt
fat, oink-oink-like girl.
guess she'll be in sec 4 next yr.
bloody hell.she cheated my money.
oink-oink betul.
serious, dari ujung rambut dia sampai ujung kaki,
tak terlepas dari ciri2 ke-babi-an.
HUAHUA.
u know wat she did?
first wk of sch,
she was in sec 1 and me, the senior la.sec 4.
then ternampak dia kat canteen ngan muke sedih.
den when i approached her,
she asked for money.
$2 plak tu.
n i dun mind ah,just lent her.
coz she looked as if she needed food badly.
any later,she would get her gila babi attack.
ahha.merepek.
ok..so, the following wk, i saw her in the toilet.
then i tanya if she was the one who borrowed my money.
had she said 'yes,but i got no money to pay back',
i'd surely halal-kan.
ni takde. dia mati2 bilang dia tak pinjam langsung.
alamak.aku mcm nak cubit je pipi dia yg seluas sahara tu.
but then other students were staring at me.
as if i was some sch bully trying to extort money frm a piglet.
so.i pun tak kuasa n blah ah.
then, the next day,
while i was eating with jama,
i saw her again.
n then i complained to jama..
skali!duakalitigaempatkali!
jama pun pernah pinjamkan dia duit.
fullamaakk.darah up sey.
dasar khinzir!
n i think dia budak tak betul.
so no point bugging her.
just halal-kan la.
haha.. ok itu la storynye.

den..jln masuk sikit, nampak siva.
mr siva!
suai nyeee..
nasib baik dia tarak nampak aku.
nvm,mr siva punye story, lain mase bole cerita.

den..i waited for seekie at the atrium.
n while waiting, i decided to admire my picture on the wall.
haha.muke selenge sey sey sey.
with lynnette sitting next to me.
n we were in the red national day shirt.

ok..the other part all boring.

after leaving peirce,
i headed to j8.
was supposed to get lelembut tix for
nazerul and myself.
but wth.
insufficient tix.
tinggal satu seat je!
aargh.wasted trip.
-or so i thot at first-
then.
i decided to go window shopping.
n taddah!
i shopped..yeah. n no guilty conscience.
then, i walked past delifrance.
and i heard voices.
'come come..hot chocolate here.3 for $5'
n i was cheated.
haha..ok.CRAP.
so i went in. n bought a cuppa hot chocolate.
shiok-kenene.
haha.then, i opened my story bk n read.
religiously.
then, wen i looked up to rest my eyes.
i saw BUTTERFLY.
serious.

ok.pastu balik!
coz the father n the mother nak ajak gi kubur.
n the whole day was all abt eating and mosque-ing.
since father had to drive past bedok interchange
to pick the aunty, i just HAD TO buy goreng pisang
(or is it pisang goreng?)
then, we headed to bidadari.
then solat asar at bidadari mosque.
then, we went to bukit timah..al-ameen.
to eat! like d'uh..
kenyang seyy. nice food there.
went there a couple of time after CCAB-ing or pooling.

after tt, we went to ba'alwie..solat maghrib.
n then.we went to bugis. and solat at m sultan.
and while i was at m sultan, i was scolded by this makcik la.
wahhlieeww.
kan m/sultan nye toilet kat luar the building.
i think u all kno la.
then, bile nak masuk toilet, kene remove footwear.
then kebetulan ade selipar jepun kat situ.
n normally, like the week before n the months bfore wen i went there,
we can wear the slippers in.
then i pakai la.bawak masuk.
then, wen i was inside dgn my seliper
'celepak celepek'

makcik speaking lon-don: did u tak the slippers from outside?
budak berseliper jepun: err..yah.
budak berseliper jepun: is it urs?
budak berseliper jepun: *paiseh sikit*
makcik speaking lon-don: yahh..this is wuduk area.
makcik speaking lon-don: this area no need to wear slippers.
makcik speaking lon-don: u see there? *points to the toilet area*
makcik speaking lon-don: there then u wear slippers.
makcik speaking lon-don: here no need.
budak berseliper jepun: ooooh..ok ok..sorry.
budak berseliper jepun: *huhhhhhh????*
makcik speaking lon-don: so can i have my slippers back?
budak berseliper jepun: yeahh sure.
budak berseliper jepun:* bukak seliper n put it neatly beside makcik's feet*
makcik speaking lon-don: *picked up slipper n washed it*
budak yg no longer pakai seliper: *huhhhh???*
makcik speaking lon-don: next time no need to wear slippers.
makcik speaking lon-don: blablaah..bla..bla.
budak yg no longer berseliper: *dah la.blah sane!*

kalau aku tau, mase dia mintak balik seliper die, aku
swing kaki 90 deg.so tt the slippers will land 50 mtrs away.
biar padan muke dia. rasa-in!
HUAHUAHUA.

pas solat isyak, we went to one of the cafe nearby.
man! teh satu, teh halia 3.keras punye!
haha..then slack ah.wif my parents n the aunty.
after tt, the father decided to go to mustaffa.
coz the aunty wanted to buy some stuffs.
sesak sey. i thot weekdays wont be tt packed.
oh..how wrong can i be.
anw, the father saw this watch.
sandoz.
walao! its nice man.
so nice. suits him.
n another one, titoni.
u haven heard of tis brand?
me neither.not till just now.
weee..they've got nice designs there.
for guys la. reallyy nice!
fyi, sandoz price ranges frm 100 to godknowswat.
n titoni mahal lagi ah.
200 n above.
but sandoz has rolex-like design.
alamak..
bebual mcm nak jadi watch specialist plak.
but the father didnt buy any.
but but!
i think i wanna buy him the sandoz one!
its nice!
yay!
tt nice gorgeous watch shall be his birthday present!
insyaAllah.
ok..after walking ard, we sat down at a restaurant
n drank err..i forgot.
then..
balik!!
yesss.
aneeway..i got this msg while i was out just now.
i think its funny la.

sender: taopok
msg: Hello. You cant sms nizar from now on. You can only call him. Reason is his card balance is not enough.

weird la.
ok.im gg to read my bk now.
ciao!

eiffel! im in love!

whoooa.
haha..baru abis tgk cerite indon tu.
romantis bangat!
ahhaa.okla.alrite movie.
from the very beginning.
right to the end.
this movie is all abt teenage romance.
but i think tt girl was so whiney.
my god..whiney nak mampos sey.
if i were the guy, confirm dah lama
aku kasi dia penangan maut punye...wahha.
n tt guy!
he's cute la..ahha.
no.not just because he is CUTE.
he's so adorable.
i mean,initially, he had a horrible attitude.
'egois,angkuh,sombong,kurreng ajerr...'
n he was no gentleman.
he didnt want to express his feelings for tt girl.
yeah! the whiney girl! haha.
he was 'kasar'.
(according to the ml subtitles lah)
haha.
'kamu ni kok cengeng bangat?'
but but..he really loved tt girl.
yeah!that whiney girl! haha.
and because of tt,
he changed.
no more mr 'kasar'.
very sweet twist there..
n the funny part was when he attempted
to be romantic.
ahhha..its funny.
ok..not funny. but..awww.so sweet.



alrite.before i watched tt movie, i watched
harry potter n the prisoner of azkaban with the bro.
we were like laughing at the subtitles la.
gosh..so unreliable..
ade ke patut, 'don go!' bole jadi..'cepat lari!'
haha..tak gune betul!
bloody hell! haha.ron's style.

anw.i had a dream last nite.
its crappy.u don really have to read it.
ok..it stretched all the way till morning.
i was in tt dream.
i visited this town where everyone seemed
like they were trying to hide from somthing
or hiding something from me..
n i tried asking a few mak ciks, n they simply
refused to tell me what was wrong wif the life
in that town.
and then, i decided to watch a movie in their cinema.
n suddenly, the whole theatre darkened
and a few men in black jacket barged in.
they had scary looking weapons wif them.
looked like machine-guns only weirder.
then, one of them grabbed a guy sitting next to me
n went..'dededededededede...' haha. .machine-gun punye bunyi la.
i was shocked.and ran out of the theatre n hid behind a wall.
and saw those black-clad men removing the lightings n some
weird gadgets from the theatre.
and they left..
followed by those in the cinema.everyone was running.
for their lives i guess.
but i was a little unsure of what was going on.
when i was about to leave the building,
i met a guy..haha! i know tt guy. he's a fren of mine in real life.
and apparently, in the dream, he was also a visitor.
but he knew more than me.
he told me that the town was controlled by some
scary forces..n i tell u, its really scary.
that guy told me that they had 'cops' everywhere.
so, that guy and i decided to return back to our motel.
which was near the cinema,
to seek shelter from the 'cops' la konon.
we were waiting at the traffic lights when a car made a dangerous u turn.
pheww..it almost hit us. the traffic was haphazard..
haha..shocking man!
n then we saw lights in the sky..
not the angelic light from the sky kind of thing,
but lights from helicopters
and weird looking aircrafts..u know, something like a chinook.
but bigger. n they were hovering just above us.
then, when we were about to reach our motel,
we saw the first level of the motel glowing
n the whole building caught fire.
n that was when we realised that the 'cops' were after us.
oouuhmakkdikauu! we saw weird looking creatures everywhere.
really terrifying 'cops' with masks on.something like the gas mask.
but they had some alien-like features.
and their weapons.fuyooo..super advance.
a glimpse of the weapons was enuff to scare me.
serious!
then tt guy and i ran for our lives!
haha..like duh..takkan nak diri tercegat lambai2 kat cops tu plak.
and everywhere we ran, we'd see fire.
and the chinook-like helicopters were right above us.
and then, we saw a public toilet.haha..ya.like those at bishan park.
we wanted to play hide-and-seek with the cops.
n we succeeded.somehow, we managed to squeeze into some..
ok.i really dunno wat was it.
but not for long.coz a female cop saw us n shone her laser beam at us.
haha.. n she talked to tt guy. n guess wat? i became the guy.
yeah.switched..so, the female cop gave me her uniform.
its weird la..then i put on the mask n then took tt machine-gun frm her.
so kirekan, i was like a hero gitu ah.i had the girl (me) wif me as i fought the other
cops.
the thing is, i cudnt shoot them.its like, when i pulled the trigger,yg kuar air.
haha..ya.like water guns..wahlieww.
n then, i saw a needle attached to the other side of the gun.
it was like a syringe..with greyish-foamy fluid in it.
n so, i had to come close to the 'cops' n jab their cheeks.
so disgusting!
its like i had to walk up to those ugly faces, find their cheeks.
n press the syringe!
n so i did and kill them all.
and to much of my confusion, those
aircrafts/helicopters in the air just diappeared.
and i became myself.
and that guy and i walked back to our motel.
which was..back to its original state.
see..i told u.its a crappy dream.

KFC delivery!
haha.
i was invited to lynn's house today.
she begged me to come n visit her.
hais..kids nowadays..

we created our own cheesefries.

ye puan puan di rumah,
letakkan sekeping dua cheese cheddar
ke dlm mangkuk
yg boleh dimasukkan ke dlm ketuhar gelombang micro.
pastikan, muka anda tak la dekat sgt dgn pintu ketuhar tu.
takut pulak ketuhar meletop.
abes la..
HUAHUAHUA.
sekali skala, check la cheese yg dlm mangkuk tu,
bila cheese dah sampai ke tahap yg diingini,
cam dah kelihatan cair gitu,
bolehla di-stop-kan process masakan.
jgnlah sampai cheese tu jadi kering plak..
nanti kang, jadi cam kerepek pulak.
HUAHUA.
tak kelakar la.
ok.selepas itu, puanpuan,
kita gunakan sudu
dan kacau cheese yg dah cair tu.
kacau pelan2.jgn lah mengganas.
kau ni ponn!
lepas dah kacau secekupnya,
puanpuan scoop la cheese tu,
dan 'kelepuk'kannya ke atas fries!
lepas tu, puanpuan boleh mendapatkan bantuan
seorang pembantu,
untuk mengsequeeze mayo kat atas fries tu.
HAHAHA.
dan..taddahhh! dah siap pon!
cheese fries buatan rumah!
sedap sampai menjilat kaki u!


ok ah..lepas sesi masak-memasak,
kite pon pegi online.
n then, we went to nizar's blog.
ouhhmaakkdikau!
haha..we laughed cam nak roboh.
serious!
mangkuk tingkat betul!

ouh..kitty is still alive.
dat kucing monstrous.
asek nak minum air dlm goldfish bowl je.
pastu muntah.
tak gune betul!
sia sia je kasi makan friskies!

and yeah..i showed lynn the frenster.
tt someone's frentser.
hehe.im a lucky person.
macam NERD? wahaha.
but no.he's not horny.
thank god!


aft tt, we watched red eye.
it was boring ok.
the fun things were happening out of the tv screen.
someone was so interested to see my mosquito bites!!
haha.
someone.that someone! wahlieww.
anw.there was this part, the lead actress
was like smacking tt guy's head with a hockey stick.
oohh seyy.best seyy.
musst have been really fulfillin for her.
shiok sey dapt pukul org pakai hockey stick!
hahahaha.

then we watched the soccer camp video.
IM A ***** and its true!
hahaha..tt was freaking entertaining.
so much more entertaining than the horse's neigh.
and the green elf n her half-torn skirt!
WAHAHA..

n then.i headed home la.
takkan nak tido kat rumah die plak kan.
anak itik ngan suami kat rumah saper nak jaga?
hehe.

ok ah.itu saje.
besok nak buat ape???
aaaarrrghhh.

*yawn.

ngantok sey.
alex came to take the sparklers.
menyebok aje!!!
mlm2 buta ketuk rumah org stakat
nak amek stick stick tu.
GOD knows hu he's playing with.
nvm.none of my concern.


raya outing was great.
cool-ness.
if i have the mood, shall blog laterr bt it.haha.
but the 'i miss u monah' thing was klakar sey.
ketawa sampai besok pagi pon tak habis.
so funny.
fanah made a perfect impersonation of tt
cheshire hm resident.
tho i've nvr heard the original version.
joker sey tt gurl.
when fanah told us the joke,
you know wat we did?
we laughed la!
takkan nak main enjit2 semut plak..
heh.
n i hafto.have to justify things.
chey chey.
nizar and i are just frens..
haha.
despite tt oh-so-paiseying-nak-mampos intro,
we r jus frens.yupps.
haaha.ohmygosh!(e belo style)
but his mum can still call me if she wants.
HUAHUAHUA.

ouh.cousin wants his present.
i've been holdin on to his burday present since june!
terperok bole jadi jerok sey.
shall meet him real soon.
my cousin loves me! i know i know!



next week's plan?
meet the bebs.
the borat & co.
n i hope fizah's tt so called thing
will be alrite..i dun want darling fizah to suffer!
haha..asek kene makan bubur je.
fizah! must put tt thing on yeah?

anw..my dear 'meriam' fren was sick today.
guess sch must have been really tiring for him.
poor baybeee.
lack of sleep.
ongoing tests.
he seems busy lately. :(
hope things go well fer him.
:)


friday is the day.
n i just wanna be a murderer.
yes lynn.i wanna murder someone.
haha. ok.exaggerated a bit.
but seriously, like WTH?

oh!bigg news!
kim is pregnant.
wakakaka.
a kimberly junior will be out soon.

asrul's place was the best.
oh btw.he puts on a lot. a lot.
of weight!
I BELIEVE!
haha.
n fizah ate his kuih as if there was
no pagar in her mouth!
no kidding.
she cudnt eat mee soto/mee gorng/mee sop
but she ate satu tapawe (tupperware in makcik's style.not some jawa word)
keropok yg keras tu.hahah!
funny la.n, she alw checked her teeth.
like, looked into the mirror.pastu korek gigi!
haha.jk.
saz n her were like pigs of the day
PIGS: cik, bole tambah lagi eh cik?
cik: eh..tambah ah lagi!
PIGS: *shzoom* to the kitchen.
so embarrassing!

n fizah was like merengek when there was so many roaches.
haha..she screamed!
her luffter is shrieky enuff.
don even bother finding out wats he scream's like.
anewayy
the best part was at cikgu's house.

we were all watchin news on tv.
tv:* george bush n china's president at some press conf*
tv:*george bush making his speech*
saz: everyone! say no to bird flu! and yes to babi!
kitorang plus cikgu: *muke no comments*
tv: *china's president raising his arms into the air*
saz: support babi! i only eat babi. i am wat i eat!
kitorang plus cikgu: sazwina!
afizah: tahi lalat betul si dini.

the day was superb.really.
i dun care if my lil toes suffered.
it was a splendid reunion but syaf
was not wif us tho.
nvrtheless, all of us had fun!
one word to describe the whole experience.

BORAT!

cab hm wif liyana.we talked bt anything n everything
tho we were half dead.
n the driver was 3 cm close to being kepo.
he was trying hard to join in our conversation.
but since me n liyana were both
ex-debators,
apek got no chance to p.o.i.
haha.merepek!
then, got msg frm dzul.
so funny.he said hello n asked me how was i.
n i replied.hi! n said i was fine, n asked him how's his day.
then then.
he replied me a 5000 words sms.
funny la. could really tell he was blabbering nonsense.
bout him gg raya in chartered bus.went to changi to dunno where.
n he was complainin bt being tired n had to go sch in the morning..
seriously blabbering.
n my phone cudnt read his msg haflway.
madness i tell u.

alrite.monday!
i met shah at geylang.
beli kain untuk raya tahun depan.
haha! just kidding!
we looked for prom stuffs.
n we went to arqam.
then thot we wanna sign up for arabic classes.
but the only available one was
marriage management courses!
haha..girls are not interested in this kind of things.
boys are. serious.
i rmb my madrasah guyclassmates.
they became so attentive wen ust nafsiah
went thru bab pernikahan.
hahha.
after lunch at haig rd, we headed to bugis
caught harry potter. fantastic movie!
gosh.magnificent.serious!
then we went to m sultan n then walk2 at bugis village.
wth.nothing nice.
all baju tido!
yeah...u know wat i mean.
then we went back to m sultan n then to zam zam!
yess ah..
aft tt was hm sweet hm.

n rite now.im shagged to the max.

yeahh!

tmr imma meet my gf.
like phew.after ages.
i miss saz n her mulut yg bersepah.
i miss sya n how cool she is.
i miss liyana n how we talk bt everythng so seriously.
i miss fizah n how she..erm.fizah? piddah.
haha..then maybe can meet asrul.
wahaha.
'come la come la'
oh yess! n miss majidah!!!!


haha.i miss u bebs.hell lots.

anw.fri was cool.
went out wif the girls n celebrated fizah's
belated burfday.
hehhe..its cool being wif her la.
she's full of nonsense.
haha.let us go back to those days.

just for nur afzah anaknye rahmat.

year2000.
she was the curly hair girl/prefect frm na.
nvr talk to her coz she looked scary wif tt hair.
that face.that specs.those skinny legs.
weird face.yucky nose.
wakaka.
main2 je.hahahaha.
year2001.
she was the britney spears. bile panggil die britney,
hidung confirm kembang 2cm in diameter.
yesh! i measured.
2002.
budak potek yg duduk sebelah me in mt class.
so funny la.she cudnt see anything.
n i had to read out everything on the board for her.
n the best part wud be presenting in front the class.
mak kau..tak bole angkat wor.
n tt luffter.
tht mouse-like shriek.
minnie mouse pon kalah.
hahaa.
n she always wanted to stick with me,
stick on me?
haha..ntah ah.
haha..anw.nice bud she is.
love her la..the nicest person to bully.
ta-hi-la-lat betul!
i still rmb how she'd go..
'nurul..i m very angry u know..bla..bla..' in her super
kid like voice.tt voicebox-blom-pecah kind of voice.
then we used to write letters.berjelajela.
berjala-jala.berela-ela.
almost gt caught by shahari sey.
*tight..ehem..yeah.u knoe*
haha..dun even know hw come we became so close.
anw.i love tt sec 4 racial harmony day.so fun.
i just wan tt day to repeat itself.
at least tt one brief moment
of u n ur nice(serious!) earrings
n tt nice kebaya.
i still haf the pics.
everynite b4 i slp, i'd look at it.
n smile.n feel happy.
n look at it again a few times b4 slping.
haha..banyak punye bida'ah.
hahahhhaa.tapi takpe.
INSYAALAH! MUDAH2AN.
MESTI MESTI, MESTI nurul!
alamak..merepek ah.
ok ah fizah.i knoe u know wat im trying to put across here.
i really treasure our frenship.
till death do us apart.

hehe.

yayayay!
im excited.
excited peanuts.

anw.
anw.
fuad drove his car n destroyed a hs.
makkau!
n the car stopped exactly 1 mtr away frm tht person's
plasma tv.haha!
its scary ok.
anw.kat australia ah.
bukan kat singapore.
so i can officially forget bt visitn him
n letting him drive me ard.

shall do some laundry.
peace outt.

Pesto Pizza

Adventurous and hedonistic. You live for new experiences and tastes And you're not the type to have your pizza the same way twice If they can put it on pizza, you're up for trying it!

Your Inner Child Is Happy

You see life as simple, and simple is a very good thing. You're cheerful and upbeat, taking everything as it comes. And you decide not to worry, even when things look bad. You figure there's just so many great things to look forward to.

Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Deer Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker. While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.

yay! one more day.
yeah.like real.


today.ma and i went to prata place for bruch.
gosh.my favourite banana prata.
n the teh halia.
shiok-kenene.
then the cheese-egg prata.
i just lurve it there.
nostalgic place sey.
mamas all change alr.
the mama with super long beard is gone.
haha..dah kene antar balik india agaknye!


then, pastu..we went for retail therapy.more like mum tho.she spent 200 plus man..ok.here comes the best part. we went shopping at thomson plaza! thomson plaza! like the most happening shopping ctr.hhaa..fizah? u know wat i mean? n yeah..i spent ard 80 plus.like wth. therapeutic it was. i bought shoes..and this chinese silk jacket.like.WTH?? anw.it was funla.me n mum were like 'fighting' for the mirror..haha.


anw.i was supposed to study today.
but, obviously i didnt.
haha.wen the guys asked me to play pool wif them,
i was like 'don wan ah..i want to study..'
haha..yeahh rite!

the outing yesterday was fun la.

(read this with full of sarcasm)
i laughed so much..yeah.tauhid made me laugh so much
so.tt means, he'll be my boyfren.

wahhaaha.can.one mth after camping at tekong.can.
wahliew.tell me how not to laugh when im wif them?
and nizar! next time u go out wif me,
help me look out for cute guys who r looking at me ok?

gosh.bitchy sey!

we caught tom yam goong? dunno how to spell the last word.
it was quite an action-pack one.quite exaggerated at some point tho.
so much destruction for the sake of an elephant.
but really, i guess its more than just the elephant tt they're trying to put across here.
its abt asian values.
wahhaa..cam betuuuuul je!
and the person sitting beside me kept making sure tt i don fall asleep.
hahhhaa. org tak tido la!!

after tt we headed to citylink where hafiz splurged on a shirt.
n like kids wif no life, we took the train n went to heeren.
n like kids wif no life, we walked ard aimlessly.
n then, we went to city chain where i saw my watch!
heheh.hail mustaffa! i bought my watch at an extremely lower cost!
then tauhid saw this adidas watch.the exact one tt alex wanted/already bought.
then he asked me which one is nice.
haha..i had to pretend an 'urrhhmmm...which one eh?'
when all along, i've got my eyes set on the black n white one.
u see, gg straight..'black!! or white!! nice!' is no good.
bleah..rubbish.hur hur.

then.then.on my way home.some thing weird happened!
i was walking dreamily..half-dead to be more precise.
then then.this guy grabbed my arm n my bag!
i wanted to start my shaolin kung fu fighting.
eagle claw ke..drunkard ke.haha.ok.merepek.
then.then.it was my old fren.
wait.he wasnt even my fren.
he was a distant fren whom i've only met once.
blooody hell!
then.then.he said sorry n laughed like as if i've just cracked a joke.
pengs!
n he was still grabbing my arm!
alamak..darah upp sey!
then after wat seems like forever,
he stopped laughing and released my arms
and said..eh hi!
i got no choice but to. 'hur hur.hi!'
and walked off. wth!
buang mase dan tenaga aku je!

ok.enuff crap for today.shall butt off.
and study.
yeahh.one last time.

courtesy of nong.
preeeetty preetty flowerss.
just like meeee.

bleah.

hahah! this is madeness.but thanks arh.thanks to sir alex.hahaha. see if tis ever make it to vogue..bleah.. next time if u wanna make me a err..picture/poster (?), can u like change my hair colour..wahah..blonde or purple? n i think i look too happy in tis pic la.wahliew..
haha..anw.this looks damn fake.wakaka. ok ah.luffed too much, now feel like ipping.i mean peeing.

a fren of mine an ex free thinker
converted to christianity.
it is kinda disturbing.
well, here, i have stories of non-muslims
converting to Islam.
for Allah knows wats best.
-and whose words can be truer that Allah's?-
An-Nisaa 4:87

Filipino Theologian Embraces Islam

When Muslim rebel leader Nur Misuari wanted Mindanao to secede and become an Islamic state, a Mindanao-born theologian and sociologist was among the first to rise and argue that the southern Philippine island is never home to Muslims alone.
Catholic priest Estanislao Soria campaigned against the Moros' takeover of the whole of Mindanao. "I vehemently disagreed with Mr. Misuari. I campaigned against the Moro movement," said Soria, who used to be popularly known as "Father Stan."
Soria did not want to argue without basis as he is an academic and theologian schooled in the Jesuit-run learning institutions.
He embarked on a historical and sociological research to back his arguments. In the back of mind, though, was the thought of the need to convert Muslims to Christianity. This also brought him to read Islamic writings, and, quite surprisingly, lead him to revert to Islam.
"As a linguist well-versed in Latin, Greek and Hebrew, I thought I can learn Arabic that easily. I also wanted to translate Arabic writings into English as well as translate Western ideologies like existentialism into Arabic but I realized it was difficult," he told IslamOnline.net.
Soria believed that making Western writings available in Arabic would lead Muslims in Mindanao to appreciate Christianity more than Islam. "I wanted to open their minds to Christianity because I had heard a lot of negative things about the Muslims. I told myself they have to be educated."
But in getting deep into his readings, Soria realized that persons considered as "Church fathers" such as Saint Thomas Aquinas, got their knowledge from Islamic readings and teachings; that many of the so-called Western ideologies and theologies have long been discussed in Islam.
"[My readings] enlightened me that Western civilization's thoughts sprung from Islamic teachings. After reading more works of Islamic theologians, I strongly changed my views on Islam," he told IslamOnline.net.
Soria added, "I even realized that the Gospel of Barnabas is even more credible than the gospels of the four evangelists [included in the Christian Bible]." The Gospel of Barnabas is a work purporting to be a depiction of the life of Jesus by his disciple Barnabas. It is also considered to be pro-Islamic.
He, too, found out through his sociological research that most of the negative things said of the Filipino Muslims were untrue. "They were not what they were stereotyped to be."
In 2001, Soria, who had served as parish priest in various cities and towns in Metro Manila after taking his college and theology studies at Xavier University and Loyola School of Theology, both of the Jesuit-run Ateneo de Manila University, reverted to Islam.
He has since been known as Muhammad Soria, but many, including his Muslim friends, still call him "Father Stan."
The 64-year-old Soria said his decision was met with condemnation and disgust by most of his relatives and former parishioners, an experience similar to what many of the Muslim reverts, locally known as Balik Islam, go through. This, however, did not deter him from leaving the priesthood after 14 years and embracing Islam.
Soria is getting used to Islam, which to him is not only a religion but a way of life.
He has gone on Hajj in Makkah five times already, being a member of the Islamic Da`wah Movement of the Philippines. He also married a 24-year-old woman last year after living a celibate life as a priest.
Soria said that if there is one thing that Muslims should learn from Christians, it is being organized. To him, having a structure would greatly help in spreading Islam as structure helped the Christians.
For example, he said, Muslims should put up universities all over the globe, as Catholic missionaries did with their universities. Also, "why can't Islamic states produce preachers and do what the Christian missionaries did?" he asked.
He further said there is a need to 'intellectualize Islam through rationality" because by doing so the teachings embodied in the Qur'an would be better appreciated by people totally new to it.
He is also ecstatic about the annual fast this Ramadan. He said he is again reminded of the sunrise to sundown fast’s "spiritual value" in contrast to the Christian's dieting "which is too material or human."
Soria said, "In Islam, we are taught that if you discipline your body the Creator would grant your wish."Harmony between Filipino Muslims and Filipino Christians in this largely Christian nation, amid the stereotyping of Muslims as terrorists, is among the wishes he prays to be granted.

its beautiful isnt it?

alrite.another one.

An Austrian Scientist Discovers Islam


Born 1953 in the town Linz in Austria, I spent my childhood in Munich (Germany) until we moved to Salzburg (Austria) when I was 16 years old. I grew up in a conservative Christian way. My parents are strict Protestant Christians, which believe in the Bible and pray to Jesus as son of God. They educated me to keep a high standard of morals and ethics.
After I had finished high school, I started to study biology and in parallel, to work in a half-day job, both at the university of Salzburg.
Since I did not participate in any Christian activities of the Protestant church, my parents arranged for me to get in touch with an evangelic free church, the Baptist community (a very big and powerful Christian church in the USA). I became an active member and even a leader of a student group. I studied the Bible several times and believed in the dogmas of Jesus being son and part of God, and of the salvation of all people and the reconciliation with God only by his death on cross. At this time, I didn't scrutinize the Bible carefully enough to recognize that this was not taught by Jesus in his gospel. But some years later, still in the same community, I was beginning to have my doubts and I could no longer accept this foundation of Christian faith and religion, which contradicted my reasoning. Although I was repeatedly told that this is God's mystery and a matter of faith and not of intellect, I insisted that I could only believe that Jesus is a human being and a prophet with a special relation to God, who demonstrated the right way to God by his life and teachings.
I got married with a man from the Baptist church and I finished my studies achieving the doctorate. Two children and a divorce later I left the Baptist church, also due to my doubts concerning the foundation of Christianity.
I had to search for a full time job, since I was alone responsible for my children, but al-hamdu lillah I got a very good employment in research and student teaching in my field at the university of Salzburg. I was content to earn my own money to ensure financial independency from all other people.
I got married a second time and I started to deal with esoteric philosophies. I was still in search of truth. The second marriage was again turning into a disaster and I was divorced a second time. Similar as in the first case, the reason for divorce was that my husband took advantage of my position, money and my desire for harmony. He didn't support me with any financial, practical or even psychological help or care for the children. But at this time, I was already independent with a sound basis in my life: I had a position as university professor and great responsibility for my work.
Since I had not found happiness in my private life, but was constantly overloaded with double work, job, children and household, I suffered form exhaustion depressions for some years. I only kept going in life due to my children and my work.
After the second divorce I lived together with a much younger man for 9 years without being married, as it is usual in the western world. When he left me for a younger woman, I started to re-arrange my life as single, without expecting to find a man again. I had a good job, grown-up children, a nice apartment, a car, and hobbies like mountain climbing or skiing and did not miss anything in practical life. I could stand on my own two feet. But I was not giving up the search of truth.
My knowledge about Islam at this time was only a bad prejudice generated by Christians and the media. I never got in contact with the religion and I didn't want to get in touch with people from this—how it seemed to me—"frightening and rigid" religion.
This was the situation in September 2002, when I was persuaded by a friend to spend a week of holidays in an all-inclusive hotel. We had to book a last-minute flight and found a very cheap offer for Egypt. My intention was to relax, to return to my inner balance and maybe came closer to the truth. The only affair I was not at all interested in, was to meet a man.
It was on the first evening in the very beautiful hotel and I went to the buffet for dinner, when I saw Walid for the first time, a cook in the hotel and my later husband. When our eyes met, I fell in love. Walid told me later that the same happened to him. We didn't communicate for two more days until Walid started writing letters. One of the first suggestions he proposed to me was that we should marry. The rest of the week I couldn't make up my mind for my prejudices and many doubts in my head or for the deep affection in my heart. Then I returned home to Austria with not more than the handy number of one of his friends. I realized soon that the apparent barriers due to the differences between us (age, culture, religion, education and language) existed only in my head. This was the opinion of the society but not my own experience. I planned to return to Egypt two months later to give our love a chance. The only real problem was the poor communication.
Allah started now visibly guiding my life. Some days after my return to Austria, a woman from Egypt started working as guest scientist in my institute for the duration of one year. Two weeks later I began to visit an Arabic language course at the university offered by a professor from Egypt. Being good Muslims they taught me both a lot about Islam, their culture and the Arabic language, which I intended to learn for better communication with Walid.
Interested to know more about Islam, I bought many books and a good Qur'an translation (from Murad Hofmann, a German ambassador, who converted to Islam earlier). I was amazed how good my idea of God and the world was reflected by the holy Qur'an. I found extensive conformity with the "old testament" and in the "new testament" with the gospel of Jesus, but without the church-made dogma that Jesus is regarded as son of God.
At my second visit in Egypt, I found out that Walid is a very serious man from a large family of farmers, which we visited together. On the first evening, we married with a local but not international contract (Orfi), which protected us at least against the police and fulfilled the Islamic law that no common activity should be carried out between man and woman outside marriage. After this trip I traveled three more times to Egypt, until we could officially marry in Cairo, and again two more times until we had the visa for Walid. Now he could come with me to Austria, more than one year after we met the first time.
During this year I gradually learned things about Islam by reading books and by the help of my Muslim friends in Austria. Surprisingly I was also contacted by the Cairo University as a referee of a thesis work. Under the several Egyptian scientists, whom I met from now on each time when I visited Egypt, I won one good Muslimah as a close friend. I was impressed that many Muslims including young people-even those who are not very strict in their religion-speak openly and respectfully about Allah and Islam.
As soon as my husband came to Austria, we contacted the mosque in Salzburg and I received and bought more books. Two of them, the book of Maurice Bucaille "Bible, Qur'an and Natural Sciences", which proves that all scientific statements in the holy Qur'an are in consents with the latest research, and the "Gospel of Barnabas", where Jesus announces the prophet Muhammad and refuses to be revered as God, opened my eyes.
The holy Qur'an confirmed not only my idea about God and the world, but all his statements, e.g. about natural sciences, did obviously not contradict the reality. I was allowed and even encouraged to use my logic! I discovered that Islam is not a new religion, but a "re-animation" of the roots and the essential of the old religions of the Jews and Christians, with the first Muslim Abraham as the father of all monotheistic religions and with the same prophets, including Jesus. The last prophet Muhammad-not accepted by the other religions-was used by Allah to repeat the old truth again and to announce new regulations. The holy Qur'an must be God's revelation and Muhammad his messenger! If this is the truth and I believe this, I have to accept the holy Qur'an as a whole including the law. I hesitated to make the step of conversion to Islam only, because I knew that this implies to keep the rules, accept restrictions for my life (e.g. no alcohol, no pork) and behave in a way not contradicting the holy Qur'an and the Sunnah [editor's note: Sunnah means the collection of the Prophet's deeds].
At the beginning of the past Ramadan 2004, Walid asked me, whether I wanted to do the last step and convert. I accepted to make this in my house. We invited several brothers and sisters and I spoke the shahadah [editor's note: shahadah means Testimony of Faith]. I had already learned how to pray and started praying as regular as possible. Of course, I was fasting in Ramadan.
I am very happy to belong to the Ummah of Muslims [editor's note: Ummah means nation]. I try to grow in faith for Allah and knowledge about Islam and to fulfill the law as good as possible.
Still two major problems are left. Although my parents know my opinion about Islam, I cannot tell them that I am converted. They are old and sick and the truth could do harm to them. The other problem: I cannot yet wear a veil in work and in areas, where I am known. Although in Austria Islam is an accepted religion, the society has problems to accept Muslims and especially the veil as symbol. Due to my public duties I would get many disadvantages and problems in work, affecting especially my working group in the university.
On the other side, I use each opportunity to talk about Islam. I try to live as a good Muslimah, to practice Islam and give a good example.
Allah finally helped me to find the right way in my search of the truth, al-hamdu lillah


another beautiful story.
to those who r born as a muslim out there,
be thankful tt u didnt have to go thru
so much trouble to enjoy and benefit from this
wonderful Islam.

i've adopted a duck.
haha.crazy as it may sound,
yeah.i've adopted a virtual pet.
can i adopt a virtual boyfren?
well, apparently, liyana was telling me tt there's
such a thing as virtual boyfriends.
for the pathetic cyber damsel in distress.
haha.ok.extreme crap.
oh ho i adopted one for nizar too.
haha.hamster nizzie.
green hamster.
anw, hamtaro is cute.

tmr will be gp paper.
im forever excited for gp exams.
read some stuffs.
some aje.
but gp has this thing against me.
this thing.
that thing.

anw.i did research on
commercialisation of sports.
celebrities and their influence on the public.
politics and how damn US is forever thinking tt they r so powerful.
haha.will i get prosecuted for saying tt?
executed?
raaarhh.
i will nvr get over the fact tt they
killed so many civilians n didnt find the WMD!
wat the hell!
tak guneee betul!
bomb itu ground-0 lagi skali!
ish..no no.no bombing.
hmms..but its really not fair la.
ok.shall rant somemore some other day.
haha.with my perception on things,
i dunno y i still read newsweek.
i know y!
i get it for free.coz im the class rep.

oh ya.n today i found out tt wto is actually an active body
when it comes to maintaining the global environmental health.
tho i aint tt confident bt the details,
i can always create my own!
yaladaaadumdum.
78% of youths in america are not so concerned
bt environmental degradation.
wahah.just because the markers are britons,
u have the priviledge to create any facts
(but must be sensible and convicing ah) bt other countries.
haha.tactics.

alrite.most imperatively,must read and analyse the qn properly!
-like hu dunno?-
aight.
erm..
irony:Incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs
paradox:A seemingly contradictory statement that may nonetheless be true
oxymoron: A rhetorical figure in which incongruous or contradictory terms are combined
imagery:The use of vivid or figurative language to represent objects, actions, or ideas
metaphor:a figure of speech in which an expression is used to refer to something that it does not literally denote in order to suggest a similarity

wahsey..semangat gp.
alrite..shall sign off now.


-im a happy person-

yay! closer and closer.
closer to the end.

someone is more excited than me!
haha..yess my dear lynn is like more excited than i am.
anyhoots, while others are busy studying for the exams,
i've decided to plan my holidays!

on the very last day of exams,
next fri, imma meet my girlfrens!
meet fizah n lynn to celebrate fizah's b'lated burfday.
n fizah, i still haven gotten ur burfday present!
serious.sorry! jgn sedih ah.ta** lalat betul.
n fizah.u better be free next fri lor.
if not, i don care, me n lynn will drag u out
(using force) frm the computer lab!
forever busy seh.working ur pantat off.
haha.

ok ok.then, on sat.im not quite sure if raya is still on.
but anw, if im not gg raya-ing, imma meet minachi
accompany her shop for prom stuffs,
before she leaves for her holiday.

sunday, will be the rest day.
or the pack-the-damn-messy-room day.

n monday!! will be the pack-to-go-on-a-holiday day.
i dun care la, im just gonna pack my clothes.
then i will go on a holiday.
anyone want to follow?
lynn!! go wif me la!
just the 2 of us.
tak payah ajak palz yg lain2.hahahaha.

ok.if lynn parents didnt allow her to go,
i shall go wif my sugar.
yay! n bittergourd can come also.
haha.

ok ah.bebual merepek je tau.
berangan je tau.
pegi blaja sane ah.

wati n afifah.

im sick!
i've offcially gotten the letter from the doctor.
yes.i 'm offcially, a l l e r g i c to big exams.

anw, the guests just left. wohoo.
hakim and family came.
n hakim talked non-stop abt soccer to me.
non-stop.
my mistake.shdnt have even started it.
i mean, i knoe little stuffs bt epl.
and he talked to me bt everything n anythin
tt is found on soccernet.com.
haha.
at least kalau grand prix ke,
pga tour ke. at least la something.
then at last, he decided to stop.
then he asked bt hockey.
first n foremost, i had to tell him that
we don play ice hockey.
n we don use a puck
we use tt pimple-coated,
hard hockey ballls.
n hakim's stupid.he thot we play on skates.
*bangs head on the wall*
hahahaha.
like me, he also stays up to watch golf.
n he went on saying
'y do u like golf? all yg main tua2. tak handsome mcm soccer players'
he's the crappy cousin..
but anw, u cant see their faces most of the time,
y bother bt how they look?

alrite.gotta read some gp stuffs now.
ciao.
WWIII still on.
hai!!!

bergema suara di tabir fajar.
mendayu irama takbir berlagu
penuh syahdu.
oh sayang syawal menjelma
tiada seindah yg sudah
hanya keluhan pilu
bermain di kalbu.

tmr's raye.
yay yay?
hmmms.

me: yay! tmr can wear baju kurung!
dzul: aye
dzul: everyday can wear if u want...haha..in ur room.
dzul: pose here pose there...
dzul: *laughed madly*

syawal: are u darker?
me: huh?
syawal: the last raye u were tan
syawal: and dark.
syawal: like a minisized bangla
syawal: coz of hockey..
syawal: now?
me: fair and lovely.keanggunan semula jadi!


alrite.selamat hari raya semua.
semoga setiap amalan kite di bulan ramadan yg lepas ini
diterima Allah.amin.. n semoga kedatangan
syawal ini membawa kebahagian
dan kemenangan pada diri kita semua.
harap2, lepas bulan ramadan ini,
kerajinan kitorang ke mesjid akan
berkekalan la hendaknye.
heheh.
ooh! selamat hari raya.
maaf zahir batin semua.


n to darling lynn yg manis (hahahhaha)
errp.dan juga ayu (wakakakak)
thanks for the e card.cute la.

i want the exams to end!

wait.it hasnt even started.
cant wait cant wait.

bleah.off to sch now.









we are not gonna live forever.
so is it now or never.
am i ever gonna find out?

todays the 28th ramadhan.
tonights the last terawih.
sad huh.
beautiful things come n go.
too fast.

talked to shah just now.
i miss her man.
anw, we talked bt tudung.
n like me, she is also unsure
as to when to start wearing it.
its interesting how a headscarve
means so much more than just
a part of a woman's dressing.
it spells sincerity
commitment
and deeper than tt in fact.
for Allah knows whats best.

alrite.