Monday, April 28, 2008
Yaw chef! Juburku sakit! was written at 9:37 PM
Haha..The Awesome Fiqah has arrives... *bows down* haha apakan. Anyway, I'm tired. Tadi ada Physics which ended at 2 something...Then I waited di dapan audi dari 3.00 sampai 4.45 sitting at the same spot but before that I was with Nurun and Zirah. Sakit juburku tuhan saja tau macamana sakitnya.Anyway; chef aka.Fiqah I'm jealous of someone pretty does not mean I don't like myselflah and that post was about my thoughts being talur? Haha apakan aku ah. Besides! As the great Mary J.Blige once said,"I won't change my life, my life's just fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Oo." Haha.. So yeah, I love my life.
Now that you, chef mentioned it, aku baru ingat that I was actually planning on blogging pasal my brother, Daniel the DDR weight loss proof. Yeah he lost 8kg just by playing DDR. My other brother, Wahyuddin lost 10. Anyway back to Daniel, haha ia baru starting wah kana tuition Malay. Au Malay at my house with my aunt. So my aunt asked him to buat apa ni namanya? Bina perkataan dari some words... Sekali ia buat... Then udah ia abis my aunt pun check... My aunt udah ia baca, pun macam urang gila triak-triak..Want to know what he wrote? Nah some.. I can't remember yang lain..
... Cicak itu berlari-lari ...
... Bermain badminton setiap petang menggelakkan saya untuk bersenam ...
... Ular itu sedang membubut ...
... Anjing itu sedang betapuk ...
Yes my brother memang kesian. Entah I think ada words disability kali ia ani 'cause becakap pun macam mumbling saja macam Shin Chan kana translate ke indon ah...That's exactly how he sounds like. Macam ape pun ada jua..Wait he looks like one. Except that he's white and not that hairy. But he does has the ape chest you know...And yeah ada belly jualah.. Then teingat tiaku pasal my other brother si Wahyuddin who had the Malay tuition with my aunt as well... Ia pun sama cracknya with Malay. He made a karangankan tentang rumahnya and he wrote something like...
Saya ada rumah. Rumah saya dua tingkat. Rumah saya berada di Kg Bunut. Rumah saya terletak di sebelah pokok kelapa.
See, sama jua silahaunya wah. I was telling this to my aunt and she was looking at me all hairan. I asked her why is she looking at me like that then she said everytime aku cakap sama ia, my malay selalu tunggang tebalik. I was all shocked by this information and then she told me what I once said to her...
Aunt: Waidah siapa punya telukung ni?
Me: Waidah telukung punya tu.
So yeah. Damnit.
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Shocker. was written at 7:42 PM
Seems like everyone is blogging nowadays. And I mean everyone. Even people who live under a rock pun sibuk-sibuk kan blogging, Aku yang awesome ani tia pulang inda. I guess its a new health craze. Like yoga or being emo.I bet you're all dying to know what happens inside the brain of the awesome one. And i bet you're also rolling your eyes at this time. And i should tell you this : To awesome people, like ME, rolling your eyes is a sign telling that you are actually fascinated by what i'm saying and you definately want to hear more.
So i'm feeling a bit wisdomy today so Im gonna respond to ydah's comment pasal being jealous yang a girl being lawa-er and all. So listen up.
As I've always said, we are all the same. Lawakah, Bidakah, ia jua taie mu bebau. This applies to EVERYONE. And I mean everyone. Dui walaupun kau Miss Universe dang, mun kau masuk jamban doing your number two ia jua jamban atu bebau oleh mu. Iatah to prove my point cuba kamu pikir kenapa ada all this perfume, eau de toilet, air freshener and all? ITS BECAUSE KAMI SEMUA BEBAU. No denying that.
And y, just because orang atu lawa doesnt make us different. As I said Miss Universe atu inda jua harum banar tu mun ia kejamban doing you-know-what. I mean, just because ia Miss Universe mun ia break wind abis keluar bau tulips and orchids and roses? Inda kan! kan?KAN!haha.
I mean look at J'lo, Kylie Minok (payah spell namanya ani), Victoria Beckham and all those celebrities yang ada dorang punya lines of perfumes. Do you think dorang buat ani pasal dorang harum? I DONT THINK SO. We are all the same. Again, i emphasize that WE ARE ALL THE SAME.
Haha. so there. i hope you've changed your mind pasal envying those oh-so-lawa-tapi-sebanarnya-inda-jua-berapa-people. =D
And that, people, are the bits and pieces of thoughts that occur in my awesome mind.
<3, fiqah
p.s : I think my IQ dropeed by a gazillion points listening to my 9 year old brother explaining the mechanics of farting.
p.p.s : buntal<3 =P hehe
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Sunday, April 27, 2008
The Moldy Peaches- Anyone Else But You was written at 9:54 PM
The song's cute but my mum said it sounds stupid. Whatever. I mean, I love it! It's simple, acoustic and the lyric is just...Nice. I love listening to lyrics but I haven't found a combination of words that fits..Yours truly. Haha. It's funny when a person likes the song because it makes them think of someone when in fact the lyric's about a sandwich. Or someone gay. Well, the point is I love the song. Haha.You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Trouble sleeping was written at 12:23 AM
Suprise, suprise, here I am unable to shut my eyes and just...snooze. I guess it's insomnia? But seriously, I watch tv, I eat dinner, I do my homework and I play ddr. Isn't that enough to shut my eyes and just sleep? I guess not. So anyway I was thinking... Am I nice? Fiqah the chef/enviromentalist said I'm not and honestly, haha I'm sad to hear that. Not sad te-boohoo boohoo but well, I'm just shocked. I can't stand it when people give me their puppy dog eyes when they want something 'cause I'll end up saying 'yes'; regardless, I put fallen books back on their racks when I come across them and I'm an easy target to be pushed around. I'd feel guilty over the littlest things and I... Hmm. I guess I'm pitiful. I mean, being easily pushed around is not being nice. Just plain, hard core stupid. I don't mind saying 'yeah', 'sure', 'ok tu', 'bah', 'yeah ok', 'manasaja', 'ok tungu' and 'nae.' It's just that realizing it now is sort of... pathetic. Huh. Then there's this kind of thought that I constantly have. For example: I'd think this girl is pretty and then I'd envy her. But when I think it further I'd go, 'is this envy or jealousy? Do I feel envy because I should be as it is the right thing to do? Is envy the right feeling I'm putting up? Am I a hipocrite to feel envy instead of jealousy because it's a way to feel? Is this my real feeling?' haha..Even I confuse myself and that example did happen. So these thoughts occupy most of my time when I have nothing to do, such as now. Will I one day put an end to it? I hope so, one day.*yawn* I hope I snore this time.
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Friday, April 25, 2008
Astah was written at 10:43 PM
So there I was relaxing on the most comfortable, most fit to your body, most squishy thing you have ever put your butt on; my grandmother's sofa. It smells like...Well, my grandmother. Anyway, we were at my auntie's house (ada gathering-gathering biasalah ah) with the parents in the kitchen, the kids dispersing into every room of every corner they could find to 'play' and the young adults (eceh) all sitting quietly like saints chatting on their mobiles and playing games with their laptops; I can't wait for e-speed. All of a sudden, ada tia IM; it was my friend. The text went something like this:Friend: Ewww...! Membari gali!!!
Me: apa? apa? apa?
And then this friend of mine started to cerita that he read some tagboard and it was mentioning tampons. The tagboard also described what it is and what not. Being the curious type, he was not satisfied with just a mere explaination of tampons from a tagboard... So he googled it and the oh so amazing google pun bagilah ia info-info lengkap tentang tampons. So you can think with what I mean by lengkap. Haha siap dengan gambar yoh... With instructions on how to use it. He is I think, still mortified with it. Traumatized kali ya.
I was wait, I'm still shocked with what my friend had encountered and all I got to say is... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Iatah tu nah siapa suruh curious! Of all the things to be curious about, tampons would be one of it? I mean, everybody knows that you shove tampons up your nose when you have nosebleeds.
So Friend, let this be a lesson to NOT GOOGLE EVERYTHING THAT YOU'RE CURIOUS ABOUT. Some are better left alone..Ok? Ok? Ok...
*yawn* I'm going to sleep now. Good night Sabri my Friend, pak u~ =P
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Handball.Sushi.Masquerade Masks. was written at 3:58 PM
Yesterday as anyone should know was SYAHIRAH’S BIRTHDAY (19th April). It was a school day so I greeted her at break time with the traditional Happy Birthday song with spasms in the middle and then I told her ‘See ya later!’ Ia melanja karang yoh… haha di Escapade. Anyway, morning was as usual with lessons going on but I tell ‘ya nalehku yoh time atu… I slept late the night before yatah… I was not tired; I was EXHAUSTED macam semua cell ku turun berabis with gravity. Bah antam tia. Ah, at the afternoon we had a handball practice with… well basically everyone from every team from different PE sessions you can imagine. My team-mates who came 2 orang; Ami and aku. Saja. Haha… Kesian wah my group the coach and the logistic damam, the manager ada MP obligations sama the umpires entah ke manakah. To Sting-B’s umpires, I’ll kill you guys esuk. Saiful, I know you saw us playing; DON’T try to deny it.So I brought my camera to the practice, maluku pulang tu kan bawa pasal karang kana ucap belabih. Well, I can’t help it that I’m the Sting-B’s press and it’s my duty so ku bawa saja tia. So aku gambar sikit saja and then main. I’d like to say thank you to Raziqin for taking the pictures for me. =D Appreciate it! Since a picture shows a thousand words; Nah kau! Some pictures… Thank you Raziqin ah! Haha…
I can’t remember what the score was… I think kami inda kira kali… I think. Anyway, it was fun guys (yang datang) and if any of you want the pictures just toss your pendirves to me. Jangan all at once ih! Karang indaku tetangkap.
Then came night time... It was windy outside; a sure sign it was going to rain. Some frogs were croaking, the cats were fighting (banar! Aku tedangar!) and I’m in my room trying my masquerade mask on. Okay I am not wearing that later. Bawa sajalah tapi inda pakai. Haha as I mentioned earlier, Syah was treating us (11 of us) makan di Escapade. So ramai sudah datang di sana tu ah including the birthday girl herself and there I was, still stuck in traffic.
So I called si Syah to ask di mana durang and she told me, ‘Weh arah room number 6 ah…aga saja.’ I said the ‘room number 6’ out loud wah yatah my dad in a way screeched stop and started shouting, ‘Apa room number 6-number 6 ani? Kan makan kah apa tu? Di mana kamu kan ni? Ada parents Syahirah kah tu te bilik-bilik atu? Apakan tempat kamu ani te bilik-bilik ani ah?!’ Tekajut juaku tu. Tarus wah aku muttering-muttering, ‘it’s a restaurant… ada bini-bini saja… the restaurant arah atas… it’s a restaurant… ada sushi…’ Macam urang besalah wah aku ah. I was not scared just tekajut saja but my muttering ended up usulku macam urang kan ke ‘billik’ saja. Luckily my mum was there and she explained it to him, ‘Ehh… Sushi restaurant bah eh pernah mama ke sana sama kawan… bukan bilik bah macam compartment sja bah…’ THANK YOU MUM LOVE YOU! See, my dad doesn’t like to eat raw fish and Italian food. So you can guess, ia inda pernah ke Capers sama Escapade. So aku pernah ke Capers but aku inda pernah ke Escapade! It’s my first time yoh… Whatever. Inda pernah ke Escapade inda tah cool tu? Fuck you man.
Anyway when I arrived at ‘Room number 6’, half of them duduk-duduk and santai-santai udah. Ahh… Syah, Jihan, Zaty, Ramizah, Dalilah and ehem. Haha. Then lapas aku datang ada tia Zatul… So yeah we started to order… Nah kau! More pictures! Owh I thank Zatul for taking the pictures; especially of yours truly of eating sushi. Haha…
So yeah, those are SOME of the pictures and there’s MORE! Haha you can imagine si Zatul was all, *flash* *flash* *flash* *flash* *flash* haha pikir saja banyaknya macamana. But yeah Zatul thank you for taking the pictures. =D And yeah salah kira eh. Syah treated 12 of us. Haha The Awesome Fiqah akhir datang.
To those yang datang if you guys want the pictures just toss me your pendrives. Jangan all at once ih! Karang indaku tetangkap. Haha.
Overall, a nice birthday day for the birthday girl (I guess?). I ate sushi which I think is an okay food; I wouldn’t be craving for it. It was FUN sungguhpun naleh like shit lapas main handball petang atu.
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Saturday, April 19, 2008
12.29am was written at 12:38 AM
Like shit buleh lagiku inda dapat tidur? I'm tired as hell but my eyes won't shut.What would happen if a woman takes in viagra? Would something happen? Mewonder juaku tu...
Bri, good luck for esuk! Hidup Sekolah Rendah Bendahara Sakam Bunut yoh! I'm cheering by the way...The hidup thing.
Yeah what would happen if an ant gugur from someplace high? Shatter juakah badannya? Or not?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYAH! Tua udah kau yoh...So sabar saja ah...Haha...We're the same age now =D Tungu si Fiqah enviromentalist/chef lagi to get her age.
Okay I'm done hurting my head now. =D
You got me XOXO,
Wedah
Friday, April 18, 2008
My day was written at 10:38 PM
I woke up at 10am tadi but then tidur balik sampai 11. Then I finally decided to bangun from my bed at 11.45 and have my shower. Mind you it was not easy since my body ached -and still- from crashing a handball practise. Haha. Ah, after mandi, I went down and tarus lunch. It was not a satisfying one pasal; indaku pandai makan papaya soup and udang. Not that I don't know how to eat them prawns it's just annoying membuka kulitnya ah. After lunch, I went up to the TV/music room and played drums for a while. It was fun and I played my ass off sampai pukul 1. Yes, I played my ass off sampai inda terasa assku. Then, I went down and watched some Astro; I don't get parabola. Sekali, it was near to 2 so I went to my room and changed for school. I arrived at school about 2.15 and that's when it hit me that I don't know where the practise was. So I ventured the canteen for a while; it was odd yoh...Usang wah membari takut. I was going to go to the gym sekali I saw some panglimas going that way so I thought, the audi tah kali tu. Skali ada tia Syarifah and she told me we're havin' it at the girls hostel. We went there together whilst talking about parents getting mad if we were to let them wait for us and something else, but I can't remember. We went into the so-called school's surau and I thought, inda kana pancar kilat kah ni dancing in a surau? I mean, seriously. Tapi yeah I'm still alive kan so I guess it's alright. So we had the practise after most of the Laksas arrive. We practised and I kept joking around with these form 4 girls. I guess if I was in their batch I think I'd be their best friends. Haha. Zureen ada and Nurun so biasa, beceritalah. The routine is nearly finished and yeah, bagus! Owh, Ck.Yani was there and she kept standing on her power table, which was just our normal table; the exact kind of table yangku pernah gugur from so you can imagine my uri of her falling down, it was nerve wrecking. Then at 5.15 aku baru ingat about my mum sekali I ran to my mobile and she gave me 2 text messages saying that she's waiting outside. The message was timed 4.25. Iatah, I was all bowh and bolted out of the surau after telling Ck.Yani. When I got close to my mum's car, I saw her sleeping and I thought, I'm a bad, bad girl. Sorry mum. Okay, when sampai rumah I saw that my cousins were there playing badminton. Aku pun, mainlah. I was crap yoh like shit; when I hit the ball thingy it always went to the right keluar pagar. Kesian my cousin mengambil the ball thingy saja. Haha. After, crapping myself in badminton I went into the house and watched some Astro -again-. Time flew by and it was then 7pm..I did my homework; computer and now, here I am blogging. So yeah, that way my day. =DYou got me XOXO,
Wedah
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I Describe was written at 11:49 PM
Simple intro; ‘I describe’ is a section of mine where I try to express in words what I think about the people that I love, as honestly as I can (I mean as I really can); my family, friends and my idols. Pokoknya yang dapat di describe lah ah… I apologize in advance to the people who I would describe; it maybe offensive or not true but hey, it’s what I think.I describe…
My mum,
She’s the one who gave birth to me, the one who always say yes to me in everyway possible and the one who taught me about my set of morals. She talks about everything to me; her work, her problems, her friends; too much sometimes. She likes to be knowledgeable but I find that she’s not; mainly because I didn’t give her the chance to be.
She’s chatty, the ‘fun’ in her family and the kind that wants; and likes to make people happy. She’s the kind that always says yes but in some cases regrets doing so. She’s easily distracted and gets bored easily. She’s the strongest person I know; physically and mentally; and I respect that about her most.
On the other hand, she’s the only person that I cannot understand. Not that we’re not close, I mean we are and she’s rockin’ for her age. Even I say so myself and that’s saying a lot. *Ehem.* Haha. Anyway, the reason I don’t understand her I think, is because she suffers a lot and that she let it come to her from the goodness of her heart. That’s what I hate about her. She’s too nice to the point that if people were to ask with pittance for her legs and arms, I think she’d happily give it to them without realizing that she’s actually tricked. And even when she discovers later about it, she’d just say it’s alright; the main thing was she helped someone.
My dad,
He’s the gentlest man I know when most people think he’s hard and always looks angry. He’s the one, who gave me the option to be whoever I want to be; even though he has this dream of his of me, he understands that all he can do is support what I want without poisoning my dreams with ‘his.’ He’s also unable to say ‘no’ to me (Heheh) and I’m a bad girl to be this way and taking advantage of that.
He likes to discuss topics and I think he’s the smartest. He gives a lot. As much as he enjoys himself, he gives as much and more. My mum finds it annoying that my dad doesn’t really talk that much but I like him that way; it’s better. To me, he’s thinking things which I assure you include us in them and that thought gives me comfort.
His strong opinion makes him a bit egoistic at times which causes pain and hardship for others; selfish when he’s not happy. He’s the person that I most respect and look up to.
You got me XOXO,
Wedah