Reckless; Harmless Substantiation

HEAR-YEH HEAR-YEH!

2010-06-07T23:20:00.002+08:00

So I've realized that I haven't been posting for a really long time. Sometimes we just want to keep our private life, private.

Isn't that a good thing?

Anyhow, we'll catch up later, pretty soon.

One Breath

2009-11-30T16:37:00.000+08:00

So people like to talk crap. I bet that wasn’t just a saying. It is definitely true. How would people expect me to react when I said something defensive and IF they are doing the same thing too? Stupid keyboard. Somehow it IS a fresh new start so they do not have to drag it all in from then to now. What is their problem? You tell me. No, let me tell you. Maybe they know that they are the IN thing, but they just got no brains! I really do not think any truce will be in existence for a very long time. Let’s say in another 50? I’ll be long gone by then. So let’s make it this way, DROP DEAD!!

All I Want is You

2009-09-27T01:51:00.000+08:00

Plucking the chords C and Am in repetition gave me an idea for a new song. Somehow it sounded more like White Horse, the lyrics I mean. The melody was so sad somehow, I felt I was singing because of the betrayal that that someone did but I was in the mood of “I am a stupid girl, it’s ok.” I was shocked to be honest. I put the guitar away and I thought of Comot really hard, thinking how much I have been missing him. Craving for a hug, a kiss on the forehead. Oh, no one knows how I safe I felt when he was around me.

“Say you’re sorry
Kneel before me..”

:'(

Ya'll Ain't Divas

2009-08-16T22:33:00.003+08:00

eeOh wow boo hoo, now let us all post it all in our blogs and let the world know your pathetic side of story. Pretty dumb questions you asked me those days. I thought, if I ever give you answers, it would make me a dumb ass too but noooooooo, I didn’t, did I? Hah! Sensitive, huh? Where are your balls at?

Now you lady, well you look one. What was your orientation again? I really hope you won’t get your big mouth in trouble with other people or they’ll kick your bony ass! You reeeeallly know how to paraphrase now, don’t you? Sorry babe, I am not complementing. I really don’t have to say anything seriously because, hey, like I said, I have a lot of friends with a lot of information. They do the talking for me. =)

And hey, you there! Did you really think that I would let you out of the list? No! In case you didn’t know, I know what you have said about me, you sissy! And now you took your hands on my property just like that? Haven’t your mama taught you anything, biatch? Just so you know, I think your nostrils are humungous.

Oh yea, and you, sour grape! I am so glad my man’s related to you, and I don’t have to back fire all your lame words you bushed out to your peeps about me. Your peeps hate you.

Sorry, Mom. I tried to be patient just like you taught me to be. But I will never be as positive. Love you!

Panic

2009-07-21T20:40:00.001+08:00

Maybe I’ve done something really bad, that’s why my heart beats wild. Something that I might want to commit a suicide before I got somebody else says “It’s a homicide, Grissom”. Today was a No Luck. The morning’s exodus, the afternoon’s crash, oh yea, before that, after ‘brunch’s’ education. I should say, “Oooh, maaaan!” Lastly, the evening’s arrival. Once I really thought that I could be killed, because of today. Worse, humiliation.

Ditched again. That’s ok. He had to go, and how on earth could I stop him? Go give it a try and you’ll get a trace of a footprint on your forehead. I know I really like to get in trouble, but that is not the trouble that I could risk my life for.

An hour more to go. I have a small zit on my left cheek beside my nose. It is obviously annoying. Sometimes I just hope I am 100% plastic.

Oh tummy, would you stop? The heart is more painful. And the cause is you. I am sorry the throat wouldn’t accept anything just now, because it couldn’t! It’s not her fault. Blame it on the situation. I didn’t make any decision, it’s all his.

I smell something really nasty on my left hand. I thought it would be shyt in case if you peeps think that I don’t know what you’re thinking. But frankly, I smell saliva. Ok well, zero weirdness!

Like I Effing Care

2009-07-18T09:42:00.002+08:00

I always speak up but then regret it because I thought he wouldn’t like to have a person who he wants to make as a wife to have such conduct. I regret. I regretted. But not anymore when I know that I have had enough. When it was the last straw, I just shut up and I think I left him hanging. Or maybe he just doesn’t get it. I really meant what I said, “we are done”. Even my mom understands my displeasing moment of breaking up, but suddenly all I hear, “kesian dia”. What about him? I have the guts to say that I have moved on, because that is how I ended up with my current boyfriend. Maybe most will think that I am the bad person here. Well you know what? I just don’t give a damn what you damn suckers think. In addition to that, whoever knows from scratch, they know that I did the right thing. He changed his status but what’s up with “I love you till d end”?

He’s not a boyfriend material la, Fathy. Once he had a super hot gf pun dia boleh flirt dengan orang lain. If he breaks up with someone today, the next thing you know he is with someone else dah tomorrow. Jaga jaga je la. It’s up to you. But if anything happens to you, then I’ll puke on him.

So It's Him

2009-06-16T21:37:00.000+08:00

I have been longing to see his face since mid April and I finally did just now. It was extremely awkward though but it wasn’t really bad at all. And I met Alia’s roommate. Hee. But I was about to throw up when all of his tracks were playing RnB genres. I need the BOOM BOOM POW! =P

Uninteresting

2009-06-14T23:26:00.000+08:00

In less than two weeks I have to squeeze everything out for finals. The worst part is, Macbeth is included. The original text is too heavy for me. Of course it is written in Old English since Shakespeare wrote it, I really can’t understand what the characters are saying! “Anon!” Like th? So I read the synopsis, it was fine but the characters are too many so, I even told Syai that I got lost in the middle of the third paragraph. So, yea, just wanted to share something.

Texas

2009-06-04T23:33:00.003+08:00

The people or person that came from Plano, Texas and visited my blog, I am proudly to say now,

"Howdy! How ya'll doin'?"

heee~

Diary

2009-06-04T23:30:00.001+08:00

I personally think that I can write more private, secret and repulsive stuff in my Diary. Agree?

Back Pain

2009-05-26T12:44:00.001+08:00

Ladies and gentlemen, now I have come to realize that I will be having the excruciating pain on my lower back every time after I have used the laptop. No wonder I was having a blast when this laptop was on its vacation at my dad’s shop. My my. Who would have thought I’d be so slow, I know I am sluggish but when I gave another thought about it, nope! Not acceptable. Sorry for the lame English. I am still trying.

Squeeeeezing It Aaaaall Outttah !

2009-05-10T14:13:00.004+08:00

BACK!

I bathed, I performed Zohor, and I swept my room. You know how cats are with brooms I presume? I was kind of weird when Tarzan acted like he wants to attack the sweeping broom but when it got nearer to him, he ran away! (?) Now my I have watery eyes and nose because of the dust Tarzan was playing. Okay, I have soooo much to tell. But I am not sure whether I could express it all in one post.

I started my short semester, and I am taking 2 subjects which are Political Science and Drama. Make it 3 if you think the night classes of French is considered as a subject ey?
My Political Science teacher is Mr. Ishtiaq Hossain. His origin was from Pakistan but he grew up as a Bangladeshi. He is short and chubby, yet has a big brain of intelligence. My girlfriend Shaba said he is so cute, but from my point of view, the way I see his physical characteristics, I think he looks like a teddy bear, which I think he is extremely cute! Kak Mei one the other hand teaches Drama. A very skinny Chinese local Muslim, and like Madam Sheena, she rocks, but she forbids us to call her madam because she will feel old. I explicitly understand when she said that. Yes, I am old. Ngeh. I have not met my French teacher for the class have not started yet, but I will tomorrow night. I will be attending the class with Sabrina. Scoosh uley blagh blagh we will be at the latter. Hee.

I have spent my 2 week holidays by reading my story books. So far I have done reading 2 and I am going through 1. It is Cecelia Ahern’s ‘A Place Called Here’. I have had the book since last year but I just started to ‘scrutinize’ it. Luckily I have no homework yet so far, but I have a lot of studying to do. Like yesterday, is studied a bit, 2 pages would be a bit, then Zikri asked, “Exam bila?” Ngeh. My mom and I bought plenty of books from the MPH fair which I doubt I could finish reading them soon. Oh well, books make me happy. Just story books, thank you very much yea. I just hope text books will not be my least favourite books anymore, have you seen my pointer and grades for last semester? How do say if I was shocked yet I was not? Hmm.

Aha! I have to wear concealers most of the time, I have been bitten twice by the blood sucking parasites on my neck, and they look like love bites. Soooo tiring. My mom knows what had happen so she understands; she knows how unfortunate my life is. We spent the days together. Just the two of us, since Jai is at school, my dad is ‘working’, my sister is doing her practical and my brother sleeps all day. When you get to know my mom, you will realise, as I just did this week, she blows a lot of money, man.

Sabrina came over my house last Sunday. She told me this, “Babe, I lost my phone.” For the 5th time perhaps? She couldn’t go home because her mom and aunt would flip if they knew she has lost it. So she came because she got no where to go. So yea, we just hung in the house, played guitar, sang and composed a verse together, and did some ‘communication skills’ as a part of the meeting routine. The compulsory one. We took pictures too.
In Drama class on Tuesday, Alia saw them and said, “Macam kembar dowh. Scary gila.” Hahaha.

Richie, my mom and I went to Ikea on Thursday, and my mom seemed to like him. Hee. How I miss that fatty bum bum. We date very seldom, I suppose you know how my heart should be falling apart for now. It does not make any difference when he moved to Setapak early this year. So it is sad, I am sad. I know I have to stop to think about I want and instead think about the future. I should be studying right now, I am in the short semester, and I do not have much time. But the mood does not seem to get me there. Sorry for the lame English. But I am trying you see. I think I should read my story book to get me calmed. My feelings oppose everything I do lately.

Oh yea! I want to get my nails done with black henna. Well people would be calling me Goth for a few weeks but what the hell. Just an addition, I do not know why I like to say ‘what the hell’ lately because I seem to say it everyday. To be frank, I really hate it when anybody says it in front my face. It is annoying but I am doing it. Gosh, I am craving for Yeo’s Lychee drink.

Chopp !

2009-05-10T13:11:00.001+08:00

Give me time to mandi 1st then I will come back to tell you my story ok?

A ah anak dara mandi tengahari. I am not being myself right now. :p

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2009-05-02T19:12:00.001+08:00

I think it is best if I do not dribble anything for the time being. Just know that I am sick. Mentally and emotionally. Thank you parents for making my life so fragile.

Relief !!

2009-04-02T20:21:00.001+08:00

Assignments are officially done and I'm ready to get the text books rumbled!! Wish me luck!!

Pissing Machine

2009-03-30T23:25:00.001+08:00

Don’t feel sorry for me. I’m not the one who’s born lonely. It's you. :) It’s not your concern. So stop pissing me off.

biarlah

2009-03-30T23:14:00.003+08:00

biar lah aku ingin berbahasa.
salah?

biar la aku ingin meluahkan segalanya.
tak boleh?
mengapa?

hujung minggu lepas, sangat tidak baik.
setiap detik aku berasa sedih.
air mata melimpah limpah.
sakit nya kepala bila dah kering.
pelajaran.
keluarga.
kekasih.
masa depan.

lihat sekarang.
mungkin detik2 lepas tidak akan berulang lagi.
mungkin aku kata.
mungkin.

apa la hidup ini tanpa kebahagiaan?
celaka itu.
siapa kata hidup ini wajib dengan kebahagiaan?
syaitan sana sini.
akhirat tak ingat?

kenapa nak bersedih sekarang? esok ada lagi.
minggu depan ada lagi.
bulan depan ada lagi.
tahun depan.

di depan Maha Berkuasa?

tanggungjawab kita sana sini.
contoh yang baik, aku.
yang paling tak endah kan apa2.
yang paling tak kisah masa depan.
baik, aku.
contoh paling baik, aku,
yang paling buruk.

It's Just Not What It Seems

2009-03-25T16:43:00.000+08:00

The moon can not take our attention. It is ugly.

My nose can smell you. I can smell you alive.

If the chest is not meant to be for breathing, what is the point of having you?

There There

2009-03-22T21:03:00.002+08:00

I am in the state of not having any content in my head to express anything that I should or what I really should not. But yet, let me speak. Let me let you hear what I have to say sometimes. First, trashing out my friends is a big N double O. NOO! She is quite popular for the post she had made. Stating a review or an opinion is not faulty at all but the way she did it, the way she said it, some people might get hurt by that. No need for me to say more, just look at her post. Try to think what others might feel. She may do it, but the least that could do is have a heart. Respect.
Second, my kitten is looking at me with her most innocent eyes sparkling. Sometimes I only care about what is she thinking about when she looks at me? What is she thinking about when she tucks in herself under my armpit? Was she comfortable? Did she get the heat she wanted? But then, she calls when she really needs something. But yet, she’s not ‘saying’ anything now. :')
Third, just look what Hana Baby posted about me. :') Aww. You know, you don’t get this kind of lovely pet sis everyday in your life. Just think how lucky am I when she feels lucky to have me. Just as lucky to have her in my life. I love you so much, Hana. Honestly, I feel twice as happier than before you existed in my life. You know, hal Afiq suma kan. Hahaha. You may call me anything you want, but still, I know you love me. ;p

I’m looking at the mirror and I see me. Like duhh, obviously.

Prayers

2009-03-15T19:34:00.000+08:00

I’ve noticed for quite some times, I never actually asked for anything about my health.

Please sempat siap kerja.
Please sempat habis baca.
Please habis hafal surah tonight jugak.
Please let Richie makin sayang.
Please stop them.
Please stop the problem.
Please tengok kan Mak and Ayah.
Please Abang balik cepat.
Please Jainibah dapat banyak A.
Please Akak jangan bebel lagi.
Please score for tonight’s paper.
Please let him know how much I need him in my life.
Please stop all this crap.
Please biar kitorang kawan balik.
Please let my friends know how important they are in my life.
Please help me to improve myself.
Please control my lust, even if it helps, demolish it away.
Please Nenek tengah ok sorang sorang kat rumah.
Please boleh tahan kawan sampai bila bila.
Please no more trouble.
Please..
Please..
Please..

Apa lagi yang kau nak, Fathiyah?

Stupid Throat

2009-03-12T22:07:00.000+08:00

I reached class early today. Or maybe the others reached late. Haha. (Aaaaas usual) As Alia quoted, “Oh my God, Fathy, you’re such a nerd.” Thank you very much because I take that as a compliment. For self improvement much? I was right, I was starting in getting a fever. The head, the nose, the throat (AGAIN), back, chest and waist, phuahh! Macam nak mati pagi tadi. Even my mom asked me to skip class. Oh, such an angel (dramatically with stupidity). But I held on because missing just one class is such a waste. So I went yada yada yada. I couldn’t bare the air conditioning so I felt sicker then I called my mom to pick me up and she did so I skipped ‘RASOK’ class. The throat was extremely red as the doctor said lah kan. Entah dia tipu ke tak tau la. Doctors are like lawyers, they are all blood sucking parasites. All they need is just a briefcase.

Who would have thought that I would be facing demons from the past? I ‘deal’ with them everyday. If not physically, all that is left is my mind. Now I am having a headache for just thinking about that. Baby, I need you. =’(

Crackity Crack Crack

2009-03-12T22:03:00.001+08:00

Swing it to the right. And swing it to the left. BOOM!

Sakit tengkuk.

Tagged by Nurin Najib

2009-03-11T21:33:00.007+08:00

Herh, baru perasan. Dah tag orang tapi tak bagi tau. Bongok Si Nurin tu ye?

Tagged by Nurin Najib.

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1) Do you think you're hot?
~under the sun, yea la. berpeluh peluh! ;p

2)Upload your favorite picture of you!

3) Why do you like that picture?
~ it isnt actually a favourite, i just laugh everytime i see it.
.
4) When was the last time you ate pizza?
~ long long long time ago. (hyperbole)
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5) The last song you listened to?
~ Diva by Beyonce
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6) What are you doing right now besides this?
~ texting with Richie baby
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7) What name would you prefer besides yours?
~ Aisyah.

People To Tag :
1. Hana Baby
2. Ieeko
3. Farah Rosni
4. Osya!
5. Baby Girl

.8) Who is number one?
~ little pet sis, sian dia banyak masalah dalam hidup =(
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9) Number three is having a relationship with?
~ dunno la i.

10) Say something about number five?
~ burntttah toasttah

.11) How about number four?
~ mana u ni osya? tak jumpa2 lagi ni
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12) Who is number two?
~ kawan saya. kenapa? ada masalah?

Craving for It

2009-03-11T21:24:00.002+08:00

Maaaaakk. Lapaaaaaaaa. ='(

Scratch here, Scratch there..

2009-03-11T21:18:00.004+08:00

Online. Why? Oh yea, Revelation as a Source of Knowledge term paper that has to be submitted by next 2 weeks perhaps? And why did I just know that the lecturer is going to make a second midterm? Shyt. 'Equality between man and woman', oh I have a lot to say about that. Just make sure that Mira and I will nail this one yea, after that loathsome Poetry term paper. And speaking about that, Mirs and Ills laughed at my review this morning! Come on, it is Poetry, why can not I be dramatic for some reasons? How lazy do I feel right now? The windows and tabs are ready to be copied and pasted, but I am still here typing craps. Stupid much? Oh and just Madam Husna articulated the word ‘crap’! *Gasp!!

Frichie’s web. Ouch. I just remembered. I wanted to start all over again. But Richie did not say anything just yet so sshhhhh. Most of my time I spend thinking, there are just brainstormed. New cds for camcorder, youch! But they aren’t that important, just an entertainment for my ‘masa lapang’ of my boring life. Masa lapang ey? I thought I only sleep.

My head was aching like wooooooaaaa since Linguistics. I told Alia and she said she was having the same puzzle to, just why did it happen? Sin segmentation? Ahaha, I like that.

Oh baby, sometimes I think you are so crazy for loving me with your heart and soul all together.

My life is full with complex questions. So I think I just need conundrums to fill it.

Please?

2009-03-10T21:32:00.004+08:00

The heart is aching again. I couldn’t log in to my web. But I already know how to. How good it would be if real plants are growing on my bedroom walls. The walls that Richie and I are going to look at, at the same time 5 or 6 years from now. Nobody has to waste the time and trouble to apologise, because nobody did. The nobody, wanted not to.

Jantung ini masih sakit. Ya Allah. Aduh. Mahu saja aku pecah kan jantung ini dengan tangan sendiri, biar tidak akan ku merasai kesakitan lagi.

I need a few more years. A few more years. Just a few more years.

Let's Speak Some Manglish

2009-03-10T19:38:00.004+08:00

Ok la maybe I am a BENL student, does not mean I cannot articulate any BM word. What is so wrong with the knowledge I am adapting and what is with the look??

I really have to keep my blog alive again as Hana Baby interogated, "How long has your blog been dead?" Was that it? I too have to keep updating my web. It is a start for helping my boyfriend kan? Aduh, the heart is aching. Jantung ya, bukan hati. I have watched Fynn Jamal's webs and youtubes today and I feel so inspired. For further statement, I have lost my track on my assignments and duties. Sorry term papers, sorry studies, sorry blog, sorry vlog, sorry web. I will make it up to you guys some how some way okay? Muahx~!

Some Things Are Better Left..Unknown

2009-02-11T21:36:00.001+08:00

There are no more interesting stuffs are happening in my life anymore. You get my point? I really miss buying Drinho’s lychee drink when I got back to Nilai. You know what I am saying? The date the other night, it felt like it was not enough. You know how much I miss you? I really want to score this upcoming last paper. You know why? I have a feeling that I will get in the dean’s list. You know how? I felt so sorry for Myra Azmy. You know who? It was not my intention to hurt Liyana. You know love? My boyfriend wants to marry me. You know when? Sometimes I think Microsoft Word is getting more stupid. You think so? I got the guitar back; actually, I just took it. You heard my songs? I am just vague.

Read it backwards.

Precious Bulletin

2009-02-09T00:45:00.004+08:00

This is nice! It was on Myspace and I thought that I REALLY have to post this. It only takes 3 words.

Nurul Amira : Satu malam tu...
syahir : ada pakwe encem...
n4l: rambut dya stai..
zelda: nama dia awang..
farizul: awang suka jijah..
Hazzel: lalu ajak dating..
Sue: awang bagi bunga..
Wani: ..tp bunga palsu...
LD:..jijah tidak terima..
Qory:..awang bunuh diri...
ichigo:...jijah cri len....
azmi: hantu awang datang...
esya: cari si jijah...
edet z: jijah kne cekek...
yana aziz: lalu jijah mati..
nazrin jabar: rupanya itu mimpi...
Qyera Bliss : pada keesokan hari..
ajud hebat : mendung tapi panas..
LorD ZiZi : awan berarak lalu...
Zara : jijah kayuh beskal
retna : langgar lopak air..
nANa : habis basah baju..
iEda : jijah balik umah
syaiful : masuk bilik mandi
q!eraQyRa : keluar bilik mandi
manda: jijah ganti baju...
nutz: jijah mkn mggie..
dark knight:tiba2 sakit perutn
hazha.xvii: laaa..sngugutlah plak
coklat: jijah makan ubat..
sirin......: ubat jijah pahit...
Na[n]iCk : pahit pun pahitlah
iLi : tak baiK jugaK...
farahMiCHi : jijah jmpe doctor
gurl_next_door : rupenye doktor gileee~
eijay: jijah naik hangin
tipah: jijah call ultromen
eijay: jauh... call cicakman
gurl_next_door : alamak..cicakman cuti..
he man: cuti tanpa gaji
chu ah mie : jijah call gaban
ahbau c : kredit abis pulak...
~ct zaharah~ : jijah pegi kedai...
-mr_chaun-: kedai pulak tutup..
missy Ika : jijah mula pikir
shazd : naper sumer cuti..?
thoyote : jijah naik bingung....
guard kilang papan : jijah naik fed-up
mieza : jijah marah-marah
pacak:smpai pinggan pecah
gygieLuv : bli pinggan bru....
eddie yakuza: pinggan bru pecah..
farna : beli mangkuk pulak..
gHan sopHisTikaTEd ; mangkuk mahal sangat
Norlida M : cari pinggan kecik...
zai b : pinggan kecik takder
illyana hanifiah: cari piring pulak...
Liparn13 : Ada pun piring...
IzZaTi_Nia : Piring Sumbing Plok....
stitch N : lalu jijah menjerit...
-myside'09- : "ada lipas kodok..." Tongue out
~^aNd mY NaMe iS aYu^~ : msuk lam kain...
amy: jijah selak kain
liz : nampak lipas kodok...
rul : jijah sengih sengih...Tongue out
hazzleezhar : lalu jijah pijak2
ameng_senpai: lipas itu mmpus
meimeiriesz N : jijah jadi panik..
akuadalahaku : sakit perut gelak
LEON : perut jijah pusing
baby milo : jijah gelak lagi
cokeslave : tercekik lalat plak
LOVED 2B [PUBLIC_ENEMY] : jijah muntah lalat!
cap ayam: lalat besor tu..
asnieza najwa; lalu jijah tergelak..!
HuD@^^:smpi sket jiwa...
adidas; nthen jijah dihantar...
azhan:ke umah saketjiwa...r
ajazaki:kne ikat smpi...'
ShLipErY!!' aThIrAh....:die mati lalu....
wak kempis:die jadi zombie
duyung: zombie kampung pisang
Zaty: jijah jmpe awie...
kuya;p :jijah kejar awie
duyung: awie jatuh t'jelepok
asma':mate jijah t'beliak
Zaty: awie smbung lari...
duyung: jijah ape lagi...
Zaty: sambung kjar awie...
dUyUng: tetibe awie nmpk..
asma': seekor itik berlari
shima WLEO : bersama itik jantan
dilalala: lalu awie pijak..
pA'aN:sambil makan pisang
eyka: duduk tepi longkang
faiqLalalalala:dengan perasaan risau..
by:risau tahap gaban
ariff:sampai muka pucat
khailistik:lalu naik moto
rena sumi : langgar siput babi
niesa jenal : babi langgar siput
wani hasnaa : babi jatoh tegolek
f.i.f.i.q.b.a.l:minah kasi ubat
isda iskandar : babi tercekik ubat
rabiatul: lalu babi mati
laina : babi xreti mengucap
jazmin : jadi babi gle
amer : tetibe awang kembali
Bdk_nkl : awang itu awie
timah:jijah juga kembali
noty_gurl:awie jmpe jijah
hola; jijah jmpe awie
zakwan : awie bantai jijah
en.mael : jijah bantai balik
-tiena- : awie sembelih die
ZUL NSEM; mase raye korban
-tiena- : pas raye korban
Eran : sebelum raya korban
sara bebasfew : padan mka jijah
rozh : jijah pergi padang
ox : jijah maen lumpur
nyzm : bodoh la haha
Ffah : pastu jijah tidur
hasan : tido sambel xxxx <-- NOT appropriate. But I swear I did pass a little wind when I was laughing.

My I-Cant-Clutch-Any-Ideas-Anymore Assignment

2009-01-29T00:02:00.003+08:00

This one is by the Writing teacher. My Passion.

“I’m not a different brand, just a different model.” Or should it be “I’m not a different colour, just a different shade.” Which is more apposite? What I am trying to say is just parallel. Sometimes, when I just want to make a complete line of libretto, it is like squeezing out a three note melody.
As I stated in my previous essay, my general interests are music and art. But I prefer in saying the major one is music, because I know I spend more time on tunes rather than images and colours. Hence I would say music is my passion; the air that I breathe. Not just the simple music, it is everything that has to do with the particular entertainment. I made it as a part of my life since I was very young. My mother told me, I would just sing my lungs out in the public, or just in the middle of crowded people in the shopping complex every time hear a familiar song. I just took it easy, without hesitation, no disgrace, “And IIIIIIII, will always, loooove youuuuuu.” That was by Whitney Houston and I was five. My audience would just look and be amazed.
This passion of music is not only mine. It runs in the family. The person whom exposed us to music was my father. He taught us to listen to classic rock bands such as Queen and Beatles. When it comes to instruments, the guitar is the main subject. I have Carlos Santana and the late Jimi Hendrix as my idols. My mother on the other hand taught us to listen to Nursery Rhymes. She plays the piano and we all four siblings inherited that. I prefer playing the guitar because we all can play it with many different positions. Who plays the piano while one is lying on the bed? We have a few types of instrument at home. They are bongos, violins, keyboards, two sets of drums and etcetera. Whether we know how to or not, we just play.
The first ever person whom I know, wrote a song spontaneously, complete with melody, in front of my bare eyes, was my father as well. He is such an inspiration. I was amazed and the song was astounding. The song was funny though because it was about his four children and their attitudes. He just had his acoustic guitar. Then my brother followed his steps. He built a band of his own, and produces songs of technical grunge genre. I do composing too, but then I have vague inspired mind. I have done just three songs, and if one listens to them, he or she will know they are mine, because they are just typical and you could say they are parallel to another.
I really have to meet the counsellor of the writer’s block company.

Stupid Coward Gray Satria

2009-01-27T17:32:00.002+08:00

He was making his left corner from our right. He was extremely fast. We know that what he was doing was sooooo wrong. Nobody can speed up while making turns! As I gave him my first sight, recklessly, I shouted, “Ha! Laju lagi! Laju lagi!” Suddenly he hit 75% on his break, and gave us a pretty dirty look. Then Akak said, “Tingkap dia buka la, Fathiyah.” (Lantak apa aku. Kalau tak puas hati, jom gaduh. Apa dia buat tu memang salah kan)I just made a blur look staring while controlling the extremely hot boiling blood while looking at his car. I swear to God, if anything happens to my family, I’ll kick his ass on the spot. Then Mak said, “Dia tak berani dowh nak turun.” He didn’t do anything else but just stared back over his left shoulder! Then we went off into the restaurant.

Ingat naik kereta satria kapok tu terror sangat? Dah la botak. Hentak sikit kepala dah nampak benjol. Bodoh pakai shades malam malam.

We just laughed all the way to realize that he is a big fat coward.

Tired

2009-01-22T20:27:00.001+08:00

Holidays are boring. I could hate holidays at times. We only relax. That’s it! No studies, no research, or term papers to be done yada yada yada. I’m so glad I am having classes now; rushing, rushing, rushing. But I am tired. :(

The 5 am Brain Tormenting

2009-01-17T06:42:00.000+08:00

No one ever gave a second thought about liking him. We never mind to look at his bad side because no one ever really cares. I said “enough with histories.” But why is he still on my mind? It was years ago when I was still a teenager. Very plain and naive. I can’t have these dreams and thoughts about you anymore. Please go away. Every other girls like you, I know most of them are, but stop messing around in my head, please.

I am such a bad person. :(

Unwanted Delusions 2 cont'd

2009-01-17T06:35:00.002+08:00

Oh yea. About several pairs of wedding couples there, Malay ones; one of the brides was faceless.

Unwanted Delusions 2

2009-01-15T20:54:00.001+08:00

Lost soul. My soul. I was dead, but half awake. The people bathed me, combed my hair, and braided it; I was wearing white trousers and long sleeved white t-shirt. I just could see everything. I could even make a choice. To stay, or to go. Most people would want to go because of the unbearable future sins they have to face. I made mine, and I stayed. I remember saying this to the light, “Tak apa lah. Pahala tak cukup lagi.” The minute the words came out completely out of my mouth, I sat, and got up, and walked away. “You might not be with us now.”

Scary nurses. Complete and perfect uniform they were wearing. But somehow they tend to chase patients down and over volcano like mountains and vomit acids on their faces. I was one of the victims but I was left behind. Couldn’t they see me?

I forgot this one.

2nd Ever Assignment, ( I am getting really good at this ;p )

2008-12-28T18:10:00.007+08:00

The Writing teacher told us to write a personal essay about ourselves. This is my story.
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“Fathiyah! Eh, no! I mean, Fatihah!”

This was what my eldest brother said to my mother when they were naming me almost 20 years ago. Just imagine a face like this with a sacred name as Fatihah.

To signify things up, my name is Siti Fathiyah, the daughter of Shuib Haji Ibrahim and the beautiful Daliawati Haji Ismail. I was born on the 12th of January, 1989. Oh, look! I will be 20 in less than a month! I sometimes wonder why we even age. I live in Wangsa Maju in Kuala Lumpur since I was four. I grow up and live my life, fight with my siblings and write my music here in this town.
My father is a business man who runs his own business of producing concrete posts. My mother used to work in a bank 19 years ago. But when she surreptitiously witnessed the maid was abusing me when I was a baby, she quitted her job and take care of us with her own bare hands and has become a very wonderful enduring housewife. My eldest brother just graduated his degree in Engineering here in IIUM. Meanwhile, my sister is still doing her degree in Economics here too. And there is me, a BEN student with an uncertain future yet. The baby of the house is a 13-year-old bright lethargic girl. Love life? I am involved.
I am a mixed of Afghan and Malay. I am well known of my friendliness, they say. I like to approach people and say ‘Hi’ at the very least. My first impressions might be tough on certain people, because my predictions are never wrong most of the time. I can be very understanding when the time comes and my perkiness makes me tend to shout every time I talk particularly when I am on the phone. I know I am better at writing because I like to converse craps especially in public. The tone of my voice always changes for God knows what reason. Maybe it follows my moods perhaps; and not to mention my penmanship too.
The major of my general interests is music. I started having the passion of singing when I was 2. I play the piano, guitar, harmonica and percussions but I stopped after level 1 on percussions because I can’t stand the excruciating pain I had on my biceps every time I hit the snare. No wonder most drummers are from the male species. I just started playing the piano in Grade 1 because previously I only played by ears and I learned to fool around with the guitar by myself through the internet when I was 17. I started to initiate my own lyrics when I was 5 or 6 years old. I got myself committed in creating melody bit by bit when I was 16 years old. Until now, I realised that my complete songs are just parallel to one another, and yet they are just abysmal. Next, my passion would be art. I am into designs for webs, I can sketch portraits at most times, and I paint. No matter on papers or faces. I like to read fiction story books only. I think that the authors ought to have really wild imaginations and fantasies. And they would probably just be great liars because they make up stories, and I think that is noble. Last but not least, I like to argue and win. It feels good when you know that you are right when nobody can prove you wrong, even though you know that your counter attacks are faulty. It makes me feel smart.
I have a few pet peeves too. I hate it when I listen to songs that are forced to be songs. It’s not like the composers are inspired, but they force themselves to start the tunes. Second, I hate it when people stare at me. It is disturbing because we all know that I am just human like others, with a nose, a mouth, and a pair of eyes, and I am just a common person just like them. So what's wrong? Or they can just smile if they are insisting to stare. Another is I am allergic to chocolates. Every time eat them, I could never stop myself. I hate that when it happens. People say that curiosity can kill. I hold on to that because I think that people, who have so much curiosity, are just ‘busy bodies’. Get a feeling, get a life. I would never take back what I have just said.
I am fighting a so called fatal disease. The doctor told us that my right lung is too dry and my left one is too wet. I had this kind of asthma since I was ten. I just have to follow the rules of getting healthy. Sinusitis is one of my problems too. I could never go a day without blowing very thick mucus out of my nose even for once. When I stand under the direct sunlight, or the weather is just extremely hot, I will get nose bleed. See my boring life? Medications by medications even I am allergic to certain. I guess I am unfortunate because I am not healthy, but then again, I am fortunate because I got to go early.
Like I have stated earlier, I have an uncertain future yet. When I was little, I wanted to be a doctor. It is just because I like to see when patients are getting shots of injections. It is like a revenge for being a pain for the hospital. Come to think, my patients would just die on the spot for having me as their doctor. I had a strong liking for Mathematics when I was in school. My father encouraged me in becoming an accountant like he was. But, he never sticks to one decision. As I was reaching a stage of my youthful age, he noticed that I like to pick a fight or just argue. Take note that I would never start anything if I know I am wrong. Hence, he encouraged me to be a lawyer. But then, I was terrible in my History subjects because it has tones of reading and memorising to do. Still, I told myself to shoot for the moon and be a lawyer because that was what my father wanted me to become, until my mother told me, “It is hard for lawyers to find jobs; even they cannot guarantee their future. And they are just blood sucking parasites.”
“Stick with what you want to do. More or less, stick to what you know that you are good at.”
English popped in my mind the first thing after she did her part. I know it can take me to places. I just need to communicate. I would just say that I want to be a lecturer or a journalist for the very least. But I am being a big hypocrite. Besides English, music is my passion. A deadly extremely boring melody or tunes inspired girl now, a very successful executive music producer then. Who knows? But a lecturer will not hurt.
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1st Ever Assignment

2008-12-27T18:46:00.002+08:00

I've been told by the rocking Poetry teacher to state one poem that has changed my life as our assignment. I didn't have any at first, so I've been browsing and searching, I've found the perfect one. It's 'Writing in The Spirit' by Joshua Andrew Maxwell-Scott. Enjoy. :)

Look at the words written if you will,
The speech of mankind on paper and twill.
Representation is to identify who cries,
For those who bare witness or those who have ties.

We all have our pain and some have their sorrow,
Others go through life like there is no tomorrow.
What starts from the beginning will come to the end,
Will it become an original or fade as a trend?

From the Author's reality your subcomed to a dream,
You will laugh or will cry from the visions of theme.
But in the end it is all about the Preacher,
And thanks to the Lord for being the teacher.

Think about it. :)

Happy 25th December !

2008-12-25T17:24:00.002+08:00

Yes, Happy Christmas, Losers! What happened to "Saya ingin mengembalikan Islam Hadari" ? So I have said, the country is run buy complete bigger losers.

I Would

2008-12-12T20:49:00.000+08:00

How I wish I am her. How I wish I have her voice. How I wish I have her skills. But obviously not her haircut. You know how I loathe people with fringe, especially my own kind. And definitely not her two front teeth; it’s not even original. She got them fixed and not digitally edited them. See, I know stuffs too! My mom once said this to me; sing with your own style. Yes, I want to do it. I really want to find new skills and sounds as well. They heard me sing, no doubt, but never my original. That’s just sad because I know I’m not good enough in creating new tunes. If I accidentally initiated one, it will just sound like the previous ones. You can tell it’s parallel and it’s from me. It’s just sad.

Busted !

2008-12-09T16:22:00.000+08:00

So many story books, so little time? I want to work. I need to work. I would love to be an author. I have an idea for one bunch of rough papers.
The man is a cheapskate even though he has a lot of dough. Or he still has them now? Just hit NO; the last time I remembered, he threw almost all of it to those blood sucking parasites and he left none for us. But if we ask for some, he would flip! Pity the shopaholic mom and sisters. We never get what those bloody ones got. From ours! We want them because we need them. And who is this BabyGirl7 bitch? We have her number and we’ll trace her down, and I AM going to shove her ass in her nose.

Then Again, Maybe Not

2008-12-05T20:13:00.001+08:00

Die and let’s find out. I went to JB and had a great time. But the period came on the last day of the trip THANK GOD! The mood swings a bit, only towards the Gold Lioness. I won! (Haaaaaaaaaleluyah!) Because It apologised. Why? I learned some new songs. Rocking songs. New beats. New tempo. New melody. I initiate some just now. And as usual, I’ll forget it later on. Easy come, easy go. Either I have to give in or get out. I miss my friends; I can’t wait to go the new campus. I can’t wait to learn new stuff, new things and subjects? *wink. And also, the PhD of the most, first impressions towards new faces. I will never have the guts to wait when it comes to spitting on their faces. I kicked some butt last night. I am contented! It’s funny that everybody discovers new things everyday. I do on words. But then if course, I’ll forget. Bring it on again, and I promise I won’t remember you. It’s not like I don’t want to. It’s life. I even thought about new words to put on the headline; Bye Bye, Birdie. Uurgh it’s so painful. But my heart is stinging. I don’t feel sorry because I’m not. I drove like a dim-witted just now; I haven’t drive for a long time. He gave me GTI, what do you expect? I would love to ramble more, but the brain doesn’t want to work with me. Is the brain stinging as well? A bit. Ouch.

Yek !

2008-11-26T17:26:00.000+08:00

I’m getting lazy. I’m lazy all the time. Sometimes I act crazy. Beat it cuz it’s my line. How I am not amused for this rhyming this time. Why does this headache feel eerie? I really need to puke.

The Brain in Holidays

2008-11-20T20:59:00.003+08:00

Crotchets! Minims! Semibreves! Quavers! Wow, these piano classes of mine are getting really electrifying week by week. She gives us theory lessons and home works too, and as I said it is thrilling as you might think I that I think, yet I really think it is, I always do extras! Say 4 to 20 pages perhaps? What about my morphemes? I write lyrics! We people do not use proper sentences sometimes or even formally. And preferable, we do not use any past tense, future is not always will be, just present. Look, Readers, I’m not just talking about writing lyrics. Meet me, and when you do, look at me in the eye and say that you actually understand. Tsk. Pity.

Che gu !

2008-11-10T22:26:00.002+08:00

Che gu suka main bola. Hari2 che gu main bola.

Che gu suka main bola. Hair2 che gu main bola.

Che gu suka main bola. Hari2 chegu..TIDUR!

Che gu sudah tidur. Mari kita main.

Fancy this ?

2008-11-07T16:24:00.002+08:00

Perky? Macho? Slick? You see what I want you to see. Fancy that?

A Run to Forget

2008-11-07T16:16:00.004+08:00

Ssssssooo, when i stopped with the brain tormenting, I got a complete new song!

I’ve come across the pain.
The torment I abstain.
You knock it down for me.
Like the sting of a bee.
So why couldn’t you see, you’re the one I want, and for me?

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

Run away from a straying.
Chasing ice before I bled.
I didn’t love with a living, but just bitterness instead.
So why couldn’t you see, you’re the one I need, with me?

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

Grip me tight, never let go.
You’ll never know how I love you so.
Come and hold me, kiss me, please me.
It’s never too late to say, you want it all away.
My Run to Forget.

You’re the one I love. I always dream of.
I live and breathe for you. Some bits I find new.
Hold me if you may. Just promise that you’ll stay.
I chuck it all away, the things that I fret.
My Run to Forget.

The day that we met, My Run to Forget.
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People, i recommend you to give up tormenting your brain, if you're dealing with one lah. It works!

TOO MUCH !

2008-11-07T15:00:00.004+08:00

I give up from tormenting my brain for new brands. Stop stalking me by using your bo's ID and stop stalking mine. I know I am right, because nobody in this world can prove me wrong. This is what my blog is all about, substantiation.

Unwanted Delusions

2008-11-02T11:47:00.001+08:00

Do I deserve to dream like this? Oh how I wish I am stuck in The Slumber Land with all I want being there. Creamy ice creams with loads of my favourite flavours; “Strawberry, Vanilla, Neapolitan for example.” Creepy Irish I suppose. I am the princess of the land with pretty little green evening gown which I wear when I go anywhere and a cute hairdo with the touch of rosy pink on my cheeks. And I’ll have Nemo as my bo. Richie would be Nemo. Instead, yesterday I got Richie as Ayah and me as Mak, fighting and he was hitting me all over. And today, I got myself pregnant. It would be nice if it is not now.

Disposable?

2008-11-01T23:05:00.002+08:00

Another need of exploding words when one wants a new idea. Oh, that is me. What would you do when you have a bloody annoying life which wants you to deal with? I don’t mean to say that it is bloody annoying, because sometimes the victory is on my side. I am having a battle with it. I’m just waiting who will first come to an end. It’s a little bit complex when you think about it critically. But when my life comes to its end, what would happen to me? And if I die, what would happen to my life? Could it be that both will meet the demise together? Who knows.

Headache

2008-11-01T19:49:00.001+08:00

A new day in a new moon. A fresh breeze for a sick young lady. Supposedly I should have been experiencing brand new surroundings. Too bad I still smell the thing that I always smell every time I pass by this particular smelly place when I already threw the thing that I thought was producing the inappropriate smell.

Yek.

Sharing is Caring

2008-10-31T17:00:00.001+08:00

I was stuck in a conversation with me about the meaning of life. I won’t apologies for the very long linger of posting new blogs, because that would be sooo not me. I told you I’m rude. Words of advice, don’t ponder for something faulty, I used to do that. Once when I was the little really drop dead cute Fathy, a person asked me what would I want to be when I grow up, and I said, “I want to be rich” I realize that one could never say that again, when all can see that your own race doesn’t show any progress. I had a thought about the past, how conscious she was. Maybe she was the one whom was touched when I was talking about the other. Just think, after all that has been through and she still has no clue about it, well, I don’t mean to patronize, but your girlfriend is one hell of a dim wit. A bigger loser to be exact. Never been humiliated much and of course, somebody is not satisfied about something else I see?

Music and singing is all what I am passionate about. I like to say this to myself, compose every time when you are inspired, not when you’re running out of ideas. Me, I’m always inspired every time I am about to go to sleep. It is when my eyes are tightly closed and I am about to wander to the complete darkness or slumber land. I would get melody, parts of music in my head, harmonic tunes I can listen to but not as clearly one would thought. Once it gets to me, I won’t remember it at the latter. It just won’t come back. That’s why every time I experience every tune when I got it, I force myself to wake up, grab my cell and record it through my singing. Bit by bit would do. What’s the rush? My piano teacher said that I could finish the grade I’m currently in 2 months whereas everybody else has to do it at least 6 to 12 months. I told ya’ll that I’m a fast learner when it comes to music. :)

I’m currently using the other laptop because the one that I always use is being conquered by an inconvenient selfish human being who thinks that he can have it all. That’s what it is, when he sees something is conquered by someone who takes a good care of it, he will take it all. When one thing isn’t being touched by others, he would just ignore. This laptop was just being formatted and it is like a new laptop with nothing in it only the important usual contents, and it has not been touched by anyone for quite a long time especially the person I stated about, and want to know why?; because it has not been touched. Easy to understand I hope? Now I’m using this, let see if any hand will be laid on this one.

I have more to say. I’ll update in once upon a time eyh?

Just a Slight Spot

2008-10-18T21:27:00.001+08:00

‘Pink Elephant’ is similar to ‘Bye Bye’. Sometimes, instead of saying ‘Bye Bye’, we just say ‘Pink Elephant’. Or, we would just articulate the noun, after the farewell greeting. I don’t need to demonstrate that one, I presume? We are all well educated, pfft~! But every time we use that to our eldest sister, she would just say, “I don’t wear pink!” Why? We got it from Oprah, it was the episode where Miley Cyrus was interviewed and asked questions from her fans. She stated that whenever she screwed up in a song where she lip synching, maybe she forgets lyrics perhaps, she would say ‘Pink Elephant’ for many times. No one would know or guess what she was saying if they are not been told. Clever!

I am mad, really mad. But I don’t know exactly why and because of what. If I look it through all over again, there’s nothing to be angered of. I’m confused. I’m dating the right man, and I always ask myself, what did I date those fools for? Through thick and thin, and come what may. I could just wait for him. I really should say this; my life would be imperfect without him.

My music school in Kelana Jaya had this one camp. The camp is all about music, I supposedly to be a part of it because I am a student there. I didn’t go; I had classes, assignments to deal with, and stressing exams. Then I watched the Disney Channel Original Movie, ‘Camp Rock’, shyt.

0.1 % of the Heart

2008-10-15T23:45:00.001+08:00

“I believe that harmonies are colours. Every time I paint, is sharpens my harmony.”

Every morning, I would initiate a thought, what if I suddenly stop the things I do that every morning, maybe because of pain perhaps or even exhaustion? Would he wipe out what he has in his heart? I finally found the right one, the one, the perfect one. “I don’t care. If you are too frightened, just demolish it away. I’m ok with it.” Why are you being so nice? Why do I have you? Why am I so lucky? I hold to the quote, “When there’s a will, there’s a way.” That is why I always get what I want.

Look At Me

2008-10-03T15:07:00.004+08:00

It only will make me stronger. I survived these few days. They were at our home and we went to theirs. Since the first day, I studied, never missed a night. And now I am about to complete the bits of the assignment. It’s difficult when you have a picky lecturer; But for the good reason, of course. I made cookies! I got a lot of compliments for that. Butter cookies with a taste of milk chocolate.

Ehehehe.

He just loves to be on Jakarta. =D

For Now

2008-09-30T15:04:00.003+08:00

The last day of September, yeeeeeeehaw! I can’t wait to meet those guys tomorrow. Lovely cousins, extremely funny old uncles, annoying old-hag-aunties. May I refute? I actually am able to wait! Oh I love this game. I love this feeling; this feeling of evil, of getting, and pay back. This is how my family works. Hey, it’s their fault. We are not the ones who borrow money and take our time freely to pay back and say “I told you I need more time kan?” (kepala hotak kau, sorry pun tak ada), and talk trash about people, and being dumbly sarcastic, whereas, look at you.

I hate the feeling I always have when I meet you; my expression about you. Even though you came in without saying a word or even look at me. I do not know why I feel so irritated when I see you whereas you haven’t done anything to hurt me. Why am I like this? But I swear, I never pull a face at all. But to be frank, my predictions are never wrong. :)

Do it for me. Do it for me. He does it for me. He holds the honour. This is..’3 months, and Still Counting.’

♥

Dear, Diary..

2008-09-27T00:10:00.001+08:00

Old dusty Diary. I don't think that I will be needing you anymore. Just think.

Get Back

2008-09-22T14:01:00.006+08:00

I found this about a week ago; and it's on my Myspace. This is a song from Demi Lovato. Not meant for anyone though, just a new preamble of a new melody that I would like you guys to pin your ears back for. What a voice, seriously.

Is she a vocal student of Hayley Williams? (Iiiiiiii wondeeer) Naah, perhaps not because Demi’s better! Bla bla bla so on and so forth, ultimately, I would like to say,
So long Hayley, Helllloooooow Demi!

Itching Ear

2008-09-17T01:52:00.001+08:00

Yes, some people just want it. Are you intimidated that we are as simple as you aren’t? What do you have that we don’t, and better? That was all you could say. Oh no problem, to the non-related, just buzz off. “Jangan timbulkan isu2 yang sensitive.” And THAT came from YOU? Pfft~
Whenever you need me, I appreciate it until the day I die, I’m happy, very thankful; it’s nice to be told every now and then. You sweetened up my life in your own extremely special way. Oh I love you very very.

So I see,
You know me,
Bar why don’t you understand?
So I see,
You love me,
But why her name again?

Just a little something, maybe for the chorus of my chant. Scrutinize yourself, and then you can talk about me. I got an A- for the midterm. Not happy but, yahoo. I’ve been tagged by an old best pal and I still can’t make it to her blog. Is it me? Or she’s playing the role of the Doofus? Ngeh. I’m tired, I’m sticky, and my scalp is itchy for the reason that I moved the furniture in my room ALL BY MYSELF. I don’t want them to help pon, buat semak je. This is all because of wanting to force the keyboard to fit in my room. It is working, but it hasn’t been done over all. For footers, I’m getting lamer every second.

Prettyyyyyy ! Part 2

2008-09-10T21:34:00.003+08:00

I did Batik! *gasp. Blekh. I’ve done my ASSingment! Thanks to Akak for the help. I’ve memorised the surah but not the translation. Just yet. Ehehehe. Gila la budak PJ ni. For the love of God, let’s observe what I was trying to say at the first place.
Meh touch up sikit.

It only took less than an hour; more coming and I still haven’t finished my cross stitch. Wahwahwah.

Tattles

2008-09-07T13:54:00.006+08:00

I’m not fasting. 'Full moon' came on yesterday evening. About just now I ate mac & cheese. Not so yummy, I miss Bubu’s mom’s spaghetti. Just slant my head to the left and I can see Jainibah terbelengkang tido. Currently chatting with Bubu and I just can’t convince him that he just can’t fast! Yea, what are you thinking about? I just took out a booger out of my nose. Kan tak puasa. ;p Busy boyfriend, but he never forgets me.

I would love to know who you are,
I would love to know how you’ve been,
I would love to know do you care,
I would love to know do you love me.

Some questions in advance addition; look at the traffic feed, who came from Melbourne and Jawa Barat? Hahaha. Oh my Gucci!

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Yesterday.

Was making Passion Fruit Juice.

Hands all dirty.

Couldn’t touch anything else.

Akak blabbed something.

Bye Bye.

You don’t Bye Bye me, if I korek your bontot you cannot do anything.

Cilaka.

Two and A Half Days..

2008-09-03T21:33:00.006+08:00

..in the friggin' Tawakal.

I got admitted because of the freakin’ throat infection and very high fever as the side effect of the freakin’ disease. Not just that, I got cramps, head spinning spinning, and I freakin’ cried a lot! I already felt something was wrong with me on Monday, the dizziness, chesty coughing. The next day, wow, it’s sahur time!; I have to wake them up every freakin’ morning, aaaaas usual. Then the coughing and sneezing were getting heavier and more painful. I got back to bed first because I couldn’t stand not-lying-down. Hehek. A few minutes on the latter, I got cramps. On my hands, feet and on the face too. The attacking on the lips was the most painful, it was like my lips had swollen, and for a moment, I thought I was Angelina Jolie. Oh dream on! Then I cried because of the pain. My family was freakin’ terrified so they drove me to the clinic. The doctor wasn’t sure what was happening to me but he did say that I looked horrible. Hence, he told my parents that I had to go the hospital immediately. My dad was freakin’ racing with the traffic lights! I was half stoned, so I still can freakin’ tell. So we arrived at the emergency room, the nurses told me to just rest for a moment because the girl beside me just met an accident; it was around 6:30 am. Then it was my turn! Hell I cried like a calf was half slaughtered! The nurses gave me three freakin’ injections. I never had any injection that was freakin’ excruciating! “Ala, sabar sabar, awak kan dah biasa dengan Dr. Md Noh, dia kan selalu amik darah awak, tak kan tak biasa kot, ala sabar sabar.” “Dr. Md Noh buat lembut, huuuuu.” I continued crying of course. Then all the things had been done, the injection for dripping and all. After I got all of the freakin’ injections (freak freak freak freak freak), I finally stopped crying because I had fallen asleep. It was around 7 am. From 4 40 am?? Muka bengkak, boleh tak? Long story short, everything is back to normal again. I’ll be back home tomorrow, the first thing in the morning. Oh by the way, I took some pictures too~! Cam best je. Ngeee~Fuallllllapek! Tak tau kenapa. Hahahaha.

And whyyyyyy am I acting like a First-Timer?

Another one, i looked at my traffic feed, who came from New Zealand? =o

Just Ignore !

2008-09-01T21:01:00.001+08:00

We all are fasting today and surprisingly I am so strong, for the 1st day of Ramadhan la kan. Ehehehe. To be honest, I am never like this. I am getting healthier? *gasp* Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuu God! Okay, let’s bring this to major. I am doing my assignment and I am sick and tired of Footnotes! My elder sister is going to help me with that. I really hated it when he said, “Footnotes! Footnotes!” Bar he wasn’t talking to me however. Give it up will you? I kind of like hearing it for every minute I think of it! Make sense? Haha. Fathy, you’re insane! Sometimes I think that I’m senile for no reason at all. And THEY call me Nenek Fathy!? Cookie, (nigga style) as long as I have my own teeth and my butt’s still higher than my knees, no one calls me Grandma!” Raveyyy. Ehek ehek.

Bits && Pieces

2008-08-29T17:57:00.002+08:00

This is a mosquito would say. “I can be a lawyer. I am already a blood sucking parasite; all I need is a briefcase.”

One day..

How are you?

Siapa tu?

Owh, budak ni. My ‘friend’ last sem. Dia suka I, but when I turned him down for millions of time, dia pergi sana sini buat buat cerita pasal I. Kawan-kawan dia yang mana tahu cerita semua dah benci dia. Ni la yang I cerita hari tu pasal my friend kata tu.

Owh.

Sorry. Somebody disturbed my phone.

Gila bapak menipu! Hahaha. Bodoh gila budak ni.

Haha. Tau tak pe.

I have ways.

Happy Ramadhan Al-Mubarak. (woish, 1st time cakap camtu.) ;p

Outlaw?; or Outcast?

2008-08-26T23:01:00.002+08:00

Happy belated two months, Bubu; and Happy 13th to Jenny Darling.

I’ve realised a few things, I’m starting to like love story books, instead of thrills and dark magic ones like I used to. Well, maybe I’m at the brink of change too. Everybody is, eventually. I am easily emotional and I can’t falsify any of them. Wow, hormone? Maybe la kan. I’m somebody’s girlfriend, it’s normal as they say. Another one, my Hana Baby likes to use the word ‘ruthless’. I see that she is fond with it. She often uses that to DESCRIBE herself. She isn’t THAT ruthless, to be fortunate. Hahaha. Oh yea and I just found out a new browsing link. Big thanks to Bubu. I love you. Anyway, Wacoal’s and other brands don’t manufacture any 70’s anymore. Only 75’s are available, and I’m starting to think of making them bigger? Hahaha! Tak senonoh punya perempuan.

Belly Laugh

2008-08-23T23:47:00.002+08:00

It is so near and yet it is so far. This time, I’m going to break some hearts.

What more can you get? With that kind of attitude and with all the things that you still do; trashing about people when you don’t get what you have always wanted. Never expect the rain to wash off your sins. I did my time, and now it’s your turn. Some people may do major planning, but ‘plan’ isn’t exactly a major of mine; thank you very much. Big thanks for nothing.

"Geng tudung lilit." Hahahaha. Kelakar.

You think that He will offer you something better, when we all know that He will offer you nothing. Why would He, ey? If you think that it’s a gift, return it.

How can you see if you’re not looking? “Everybody’s talking, but they don’t say a thing.” Think and relate that. Give it up, I’ve won. Halal haram tu, biar lah I decide sendiri.

“Eyh Fathy, apa cerita dengan orang utan you tu?” Your some ‘friends’ huh?

♥ Hey you, I love you. I’ll make sure that I won’t ever find anything like you again. ♥
What is it that you want? You got it!

Daily Basis

2008-08-10T18:13:00.003+08:00

Just look at the 'Things To Do Today.' It is more to that particular thing. But what I do every day are make money on the day by the Internet, and study at night. Those are the two things that I would say as 'wajibul ghunnah.' Haha. Above and beyond, I read my story book titled 'Remember Me?', and text messaging with Bubu when we both are free. What else do I do, see? Cooking and chores, well those are the usual things that we girls do, ain't it? I just got back from my Best friend's surprise birthday party. It wasn't really a party, just a get together sort of stuff. We went to Starbucks to eat, and Burger King to eat, again! I had to depart earlier than them because I was told to do so. Despite that, I'm glad. My kidney is 'exhausting' me, ifyouknowwhatimsayin. Nothing more to report, I am just trying to prove things, because some of us just don't ever get it, do they?

Hey, Weirdo !

2008-08-07T01:16:00.011+08:00

You are actually teaching me English.

Wow, big Thanks!

Insanity of Creativity (?)

2008-08-04T22:35:00.005+08:00

I should have taken IT because I WAS really good about HTML’s and graphics. So the other day I took a picture of me and my BFF and turned it from this ugly ..

..into these uglier.

This is what I’ve done toward one picture. Just imagine how many would I generate with 10.

Bye Bye

2008-08-04T22:33:00.003+08:00

Let’s start from scratch here, alright? This is actually how Bye Bye has been conveyed.

My elder sister told us about her hilarious lecturer. And then one day, a few days before the subject’s exam, the lecturer said that the class can ask him questions as preparations. The period is almost done so he stood up and packed his books. He is almost out of the classroom when certain pupils wanted to ask him more and more questions. Then, he turned around, smiled, waved his hand while saying “bye bye”. He left. That’s only it seriously. But a few weeks after that, my little sister who tells stories like ‘lepas tu Jainibah pon kate la kan..umm..ape ek nibah kate..uhh..ha! pastu Nibah kate la ape hal pulak kan, pastu kan die kate..uhhh..die kate sukati die la nak buat ape..pastu Nibah kate la..eh bukan, sukati die la tu org lain yg cakap..die cakap uhh..” that kind of a way was boring me. So, before I literally smashed my head in my dish, I stood up, smiled, and waved saying ‘bye bye’. I walked away. From that day on, whenever someone is telling a story or saying something and we do not want to listen, we just wave and say bye bye. It would be hilarious if someone could actually understand. :)

"Unitar da ade 3 sem je owh. Dulu 4 sem. Da kuar baru nak buat 3 sem."

"Bye bye!"

"Ikut perangai Nibah eyh!"

"Eyy Nibah yang tiru I. I yang start Bye bye dulu dalam rumah tu yeh."

"Hari tu kan time I nak balik Nilai start sem tu kan, I bukak je satu bag kosong ni nak letak baju,then Handsome masuk dalam tu, die pandang I pastu die meow. Huuu. Comel nye. Macam paham pulak I kena pergi tempat lain. Huuuu. Bye bye."

"Eh, bukan I ke yang kena kate Bye bye?"

"Sebelum you cakap, baik I cakap Bye bye dulu en? Hahahahhaa. "

*Bengang*

=D

Are You Done?

2008-08-04T18:37:00.001+08:00

Haven't had enough? Let me tell you my story.I did something really bad and this is what my little sister told me.

“You know what my Ustazah told me? If perempuan langgar fitrah, they don’t need to wait for the punishment kat Akhirat nanti. Kat dunia je da dapat balasan. Family problem, problem with studies, problem with friends. Ape reason banjir teruk nowadays? Stop what you are doing and see what will happen.”

She was frickin’ right. She is not THAT stupid after all eh?

Never try to act snobbish, I’m frickin’ better at it. So an effortless ‘thank you’ would do you know. One after one, day by day, it’s still the same. I’m sorry that I don’t hangout at night and got home at 3 in the morning. I’m sorry I don’t have many boy friends. I’m sorry that I mix with a lot of people and not to have my own click. I’m sorry I’m not racist. I’m sorry I’m not pathetic. I’m sorry I don’t dress up like young Britney Spears. You don’t have what it takes to be looked up by me. Sorry. I can’t give the impression to find the reason why you have to treat other category of people like shyt. You are one in a million; the Bigger Loser.
They say that MySpace is just a cyber world. People tend to lie and cheat, and make forgeries. I don’t buy that, try to read my page, that’s all my actual reasons to live. Nice friends, loving family, a remarkable boyfriend. How am I supposed to know that you’re going to read my blog. I’m no one anymore, so why fret?

Today's Highlight

2008-08-04T14:06:00.003+08:00

I woke up as usual, got bathe and did the things I always do. When I came down to the 1st floor, I noticed something on the dining table and I found this!

Hahahaha. Kelakar la. Plainly there are some interviews, baby pics, bios and yada yada yada. And then I found this too in one of the ‘Jeapordice’s’ pages!

But so fortunately it was so tiny la kan and they didn’t mention anything about the person who did it. (Me!) Buat malu saja. ;p

Congrats, Jeopardice!

Oohh Na'aaah ! snapping fingers

2008-08-03T20:48:00.003+08:00

25th Mei 2008

After date; went to Pavillion bla bla bla..

A missed call from you..

Actually, I want it to be missed; to answer a call from you? Pfft~!

I was stoned perhaps, so I texted you and said "Kenape?"

Then you replied, "I miss you."

After a while, owh! It was you again!!

"Sorry. Ada org kacau my phone."

Like someone would if it wasn't a holiday!

And just now..Oh frickin God it's you again!! Whyyyy???

You sent me, " "

Nothing.

You..

..and your suburban attitude.

Do you know Bye Bye?

..of course not. What was I thinking of asking you that. Urgh. I will make a blog about Bye Bye some day. Somehow. Hahahaahaha.

What I Would Say

2008-08-02T19:27:00.004+08:00

The laptop is being an ass for the charger is broken, therefore it can’t charge! Haha obviously. Come on and pin your ears back, if you can hear whatever thing, or you can just bang out your retina, because I got some libretto for you to scrutinize.

What lie? I didn’t lie, because all the things that I have wrote there is true. Bar why are you pissing off because I denied your request? You saw it, you heard it, and even people are talking there whereas I’m waaaaay over here. Yet still, you ain’t got any hint?? For being another party which don’t have anything to do with it, you’re a dim wit, female.

You forged your honesty. You forged your loyalty. I’m so worn to these things. I’ve heard so numerous. What you put on, what you ate, what you used, did not exclude my wealth. You’re nice at times; bar I know that won’t stay too long. The least I could do is to deal with my patients. Some times I tend to not to think about it. Halal haram tu biar la I yang decide sendiri nanti. Just don’t expect me to look up at you as an accreditation.

Yea. What I would say if I'm her. ;(

♥ I love you forever; I like you for always, my baby you’ll be. ♥ Kesian dia kena marah semalam.

Tagged by Ieeko Taqiyuddin

2008-07-31T22:49:00.002+08:00

This one bitch tagged me. And this other bitch told me to update my blog. So buat je la. Hik hik.

1.The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2.Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3.At the end of the game the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time :7 03 pm

Name : Fathy

Sisters : 2

Brothers: 1

Shoe size : 5/6

Height : 163 cm

Where do you live : Malaysia.

Favourite drinks : Mum's hot milo.

Favourite breakfast : Taik gigi.

Have you ever

been on a plane : Yes

Swam in the ocean : Yes

Fallen asleep in school : Once in a blue moon

Broken someone's heart : Yes

Fell off your chair : Yeap ;p

Sat by the phone and waited for someone to call : If that someone told me to wait la

What is your room like : Heaven ;p

What's right beside you : Bantal...sss...

What is the last thing you ate : Elipse ;p

Ever had...

Chicken pox : Don't know.

Sore throat : Most of the time thank you very much.

Stitches : No.

Broken nose : Nnnnnope.

Do you...

Believe in love at first sight : Yeap

Like picnics : Woo yea! PD! PD! ;p

Who was, were

the last person you danced with : Jainibah

Last made you smile : Syairah

You last yelled at : Syairah and Kak Sue ;p

Today did you..

Talk to someone you like : Yeap!

Kissed anyone : Yeap! Hikhikhik.

Get sick : Yup. Angau. Bwaahahahahaa~

Talk to an ex : Nope.

Miss someone : No la. Baru jumpa tadi maa.. ;p

Eat : Yes.

Best feeling in the world : Free

Do you sleep with stuffed animals : Nope. The stuffed animals sleep with me.

What's under your bed : Dust and Handsome's bulu.

Who do you really hate : Evil.

What time is it now : 7 11 pm

5 things I was doing 10 years ago

1. Sitting beside Syafiq Azman

2. Crushing on Paul McCartney

3. Adoring Sailormoon

4. Craving for my mom to cut my flesh-length hair

5. Best friend - ing with Na'illah

5 things on my to-do list today

1. Blogging.

2. Reinstall Fotosyok

3. Myspace

4. Berangan depan cermin.

5. Merajuk for no reason, then Bubu will pujuk me ;p

5 snacks i enjoy

1. Crunchie

2. Chips

3. Cereal

4. the list goes on...

5. ..and on..

5 things i would do if i were a billionaire

1. Buy a rocket and tembak Israel

2. Beli weapon dalam cerita Wanted tu and tembak Bush

3. Buy a mansion for Bubu and our 4 kids. Hahahahahaha.

4. Haji. (Hajjah Siti Fathiyah. Huyyo!)

5. Help the needs and stop politics! ;p

5 of my bad habits

1. Being TOO generous.

2. Worrying about my appearance.

3. Lazy Bum.

4. Tangguh Solat ;p

5. Buying more books when there is a dozen that hasn't been read yet.

5 places i have lived in

1. PJ

2. Wangsa Maju

3. Nilai

4. Gombak

5. Paroi ;p

5 people i'm tagging

I tag nobody. You see, saya tak menyusahkan orang tau. Harrharrharr.

Sorry to those bitches. Hahahaha.

Teka Teki Kurang Ajar

2008-07-30T15:41:00.003+08:00

There's 3 people ni. Sorang ni Pekak (meaning die memang pekak) , sorang ni Bisu (meaning die memang bisu) , and sorang ni Buta (meaning die memang buta la kan). Si Pekak ni curik barang si Buta, and of course si Buta ni tak nampak la kan. Yet si Bisu nampak yang si Pekak ni curik barang si Buta. So the question is..

Jeng jeng jeng..

How si Bisu ni nak bagi tau si Buta yang si Pekak curik barang si Buta?

p.s Nobody has ever answered this question so far.

Urgh, Come On !

2008-07-29T14:10:00.005+08:00

Only people who know me know how conscious I am about grammar some times. It was a harmless correction and the owner of the picture itself is cool with it. But, you? Yes, you just went spray your sarcasm out and identified me as ‘Girl down There.’ Yea she is your close friend, but I knew her longer. I know what she’s like, and so does she towards me, and it’s very clear that you are not the authority to say whatever that you want to say. Get me muddled, you’ll pay.See. Siap buat blog lagi.

"yes yes.sumthing general perhaps.but honestly i despise such sarcasm as a girl down there.either writhing in getting such attention which not excluded of agony,or just being averted by other human.thx,but u dont know me"

Justsayin~

You're lucky you have good English; Not sophisticated, but good. ;) But try to use Microsoft Word once in a while, will ya? Even IT shows the correction. Oh boo hoo.

This maybe looks like that I’m overreacting. Heaven yea I don’t care. I’m sorry, She. ;(

I'm not mad, I'm just stunned.

Too Little Too Risky ?

2008-07-27T23:37:00.003+08:00

It’s just as simple as this. Try to narrate modelling and UIA, people. I only have just one class every week and I’m super bored to sit at home every day, doing nothing. Well not literally, of course. And now I have decided that I want to give it a go again. It’s freelance, so?

Can I get a ‘What what’?

Tsk~

Imma see YOU tomorrow. ;x

Prettyyyyyy !

2008-07-25T21:19:00.006+08:00

My UGLEEEYH Sony Ericsson K610i looked so boring so I made some ‘transformation’ to it. Hikhik. First, I put some bling bling on it, just a lot few of plastic diamond stickers.

And now, bye bye jerawat batu and hello, skeletons!And as they know it, I love bling blings, that’s why I own a lot of baju kurung with studs! “Lip lap lip lap,” she says. So I put 'some' diamond stickers on these skeletons’ heads! Muaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahha~!

Prettyyyyy~! But it looks more stunning up close.

Happy One Month,Bubu.

A 'Not a B.D.' Argument

2008-07-24T23:01:00.001+08:00

Either to buy it or not. He said that it’s more profiting if I buy the knowledgeable ‘how to make money by the internet’ book. Ye la kan because that is what he does.

“Macam tak berbaloi je beli buku 75 ringgit,” he said. Heyyy, I’m still learning apeee. I want to be a journalist; I want to be a good writer. That’s why I want to read a lot. The story book was so frickin’ thick, of course la mahal. Haiya!

“Haaa. Buku yang you tengah bace tu pon tak habis lagi kan?”

Ehehehe.

Dapat pulak.

Adeyh. Kalah. ;'(

Kak Sue's Birthday

2008-07-22T01:20:00.007+08:00

Ehehehe. That’s a start. It was on the 19th and we all celebrated it at Pizza Hut near my place. We had a lot of fun, and I think my collection of the event’s pictures is maybe complete. I worked for it though, and this is all I could get. Hahaha.

You can see that I only put pictures with most of ME in it, because if you want me to upload pictures with THEM in it, it will take simply forever! They are camera freaks; Trust me! But there are more of me's and I couldn't get my 'mouse' on it yet. ;(

And when I stepped out of the entrance, there she was. That Bi girl from UIA. Once again, eeew~!

After that, we went for karaoke. I didn’t take any picture because I had to depart early with Dhea, Zaid, Nisa, Kak Nadz and Fayadh. Yea, I should have given then cake to Fayadh kan, Dhea? But then I got to listen to Kak Sue’s, Syu’s, Tham’s, Dhea’s and Zaid’s singing. Awesome! And just now I went out with Bubu and Jainibah to KLCC, and instead of Zaid and Dhea, I accidentally said, Daid and Zhea to Bubu. That was soooo embarrassing! Bar luckily he isn’t the kind who laughs it all up for an incredibly veeeeery long time. He’s cool. Hee~ I can’t wait for the 25th, ♥ !

Things On Mind

2008-07-20T20:42:00.009+08:00

These are not important though but I want it dribbled. My Boo is on his way back to Paroi. Yeay! He had to do some work; the Boyfriend makes money, alright? His result came out at 2.30 pm today and he got 3.89! I never meant to brag, but I do have a really smart boyfriend! Prrrrroud! I want to buy 2 necklaces and 2 more key chains. The collection of Kak Sue’s birthday’s pictures is in progress. I still need more~! I haven’t the latest Harry Potter book yet! Oh my God, I’m so lost, ain’t I? Most of them say this, “Fathy tu best, tapi straight and pedas!” I can’t deny it, because it really IS true. And that’s why when I’m surrounded by people whom I don’t like, I prefer to not to say anything. That’s more like it, isn’t it? I had my ‘time of the month’ 5 days ago and I painted my nails~!

Nice colour. I know it is.

&& I have Koyok on me too. Haih.

Finally !

2008-07-18T19:08:00.002+08:00

The class just begun yesterday! We have a lot to cover for the past 3 wasted weeks because that pretty so called ‘funny’ guy just met the lecturer a few days ago whereas he supposedly meet him 3 weeks since! But ultimately, now I have some things to do. Yeay!

♠ I have to work on an assignment about Ibnu Kathir’s methodologies. A 5 page essay! Oh well, that’s normal. Pfft~! Submission is on the 28th of next month. Ok la tu.

♠ A memorisation AGAIN of Surah Al-Alaq and the translation and we all have to recite some where in August. Alah, takde hal lah. Ehehehehe.

♠ Presentations must be made on every single class and my job is to take care of the Studies Related to Al-Quran.

♠ And get ready for midterm in August as well. *sigh*

Bubu. Miss you. :’(

Just RRRRRUB It In

2008-07-17T23:42:00.003+08:00

"Aah!!" I lost it.

"Eeeergh!" I'm losing it.

"Awww~" Another 3 newcomers! Three Black kittens.

Now now, rub WHAT in?

Welcome, Newcomers !

2008-07-13T20:29:00.001+08:00

A rabbit of ours gave birth to 4 cute little baby rabbits! They were pink, and most of them have little black spots on them. They are so kiyout despite that they were bloody and hairless. ;p I wanted to take their pictures but the Mum won’t let me! Tau tau plak die eyk?

Awwww~

Those Crunchy Green Apples

2008-07-12T16:09:00.002+08:00

It was not just last night. I felt it once in a while; but I can’t say it is seldom. No no, scratch the ‘it’, Things to be literal. Why now?

I thought I saw somebody. But then again I was alone. And sometimes I want somebody to be there. To be at the exact same place where I was expecting that somebody to be. How would it look like? I want it all white. I want that somebody to be there. Never hide, just come out. I want to look at something, anything, rather than feeling that I’m actually alone at that particular time of morning night. Just tell me that there was something, and I’ll feel much better.

Somebody is watching me. It’s watching from the corner of the room when I am about to sleep. It crawls up on my bed to me when I’m sleeping. Sitting there, watching. Is it possible? I do pray everyday. Approximately 5 times. My cat sleeps with me. But yet, when he’s not around, it feels like I’m not sleeping alone. “It won’t bother if you don’t bother.” It helps, sometimes.

Somebody is following me. It is behind me, going up the stairs with me. Following my foot steps. I was fetching Those Crunchy Green Apples for them when I felt it. Then I started to think. Haven’t you gone away? Why are you still here? It’s faulty. As if it is like I’m senile. Declaring to myself and cursing to nonentity for no reason.

Think. What did you do wrong? I was 14.

“Datang 3 kali urut dah boleh lah buang benda menumpang tu.”

Oh, ok.

I only went twice.

7 Things

2008-07-08T00:21:00.004+08:00

Two thumbs up, Miley! You really inspired me.

I probably shouldn't say this But at times I get so scared

When I think about the previous Relationship we shared

It was awesome but we lost it It's not possible for me not to care

And now we're standing in the rain But nothing's ever gonna change until you hear My dear

The seven things I hate about you

Oh you

You're vain, your games You're insecure You love me, you like her

You make me laugh You make me cry I don't know which side to buy

Your friends they're jerks When you act like them Just know it hurts

I wanna be with the one I know

And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do

You make me love you

It's awkward and its silent As I wait for you to say

What I need to hear now Your sincere apology

~~When you mean it I'll believe it~~ If you text it I'll delete it Let's be clear

Oh, I'm not coming back

You're taking seven steps here

The seven things I hate about you You're vain, your games You're insecure You love me, you like her

You make me laugh, you make me cry

I don't know which side to buy

Your friends they're jerks When you act like them Just know it hurts

I wanna be with the one I know

And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do

You make me love you

And compared to all the great things That would take too long to write

I probably should mention the seven that I like

The seven things I like about you Your hair, your eyes Your old Levis When we kiss I'm hypnotized

You make me laugh, you make me cry But I guess that's both I'll have to buy

Your hands in mine When we're intertwined Everything's alright

I wanna be with the one I know

And the seventh thing I like the most that you do

~~You make me love you~~

You do,

oh Ooh, ooh, ooh oh Ooh, ooh, ooh oh

Start all over, and pay attention.

Ready, Set, Can't Go

2008-07-06T02:53:00.003+08:00

Yes, I do value you; but not because of you actually have enormity. It is just that, you are an intimidation. And that’s it.

♥ I’m regretful that you are not my beginning, but I’ll make sure that you are the end. ♥

This is what you get, when you treat people like trash; and it’s going to remain on until you bring it to a halt. Probably.

"Hey, ni ha cat lover!"

Heaven yeah I am.

Ey panjang nye la engko niyh.

Terrrrringat ;p

2008-07-05T11:53:00.005+08:00

"Eeeiih you ni, tengok ! You buat I jerit, sampai my cat da bangun dah."

"Owh so you lagi sayang your cat dari I aaa?"

"Eyh mane ade la."

*Monologue: "A AH. MEMANG!" =DDDDD

Bibidi, Bobidi, Boo!

2008-07-03T22:08:00.004+08:00

“Well, call me in ten years!”

“anyway, lately u pnye posts sgt deep yee. haha.”

Oh yeah? Let’s see. Hikhik. Mari kite main main pulak this time. ;p

Issue 1: (Eh, issue?) My cat’s alright! He’s fatter to be more precise.

Issue 2: I’m working on another set of cross stitch, but yet I haven’t finished the first set. Haha.

Issue 3: I do eat vegetables. I just don’t eat the little weird ones.

See! That would be enough for proof, Bubu! ;p

Issue 4: I’ll be fasting tomorrow since it is the 1st of Rejab. And so is he :) I love my Bubu.

Issue 5: Read the about me section on my Myspace. I have issues.

“Oh, brother”

Hadoih !

2008-06-27T23:36:00.000+08:00

I am so blank but then I really want to say something. A lot of things! I’m always like this. I’m so happy at first, smiling and laughing my ass off, and I’ll be pissed about something really stupid after a while. And then I’ll feel like my heart just wants to burst out in words whereas my mouth is completely zipped! It’s like a wheel.

Is it me?

Or I really need a therapist.(?)

The Baby of the House

2008-06-22T23:58:00.013+08:00

We got him and Shy in March this year. They were 8 months old if I’m not mistaken. Months and days went by, we started to let him n Shy get into the house. He was ok, but Shy? He’s kind of hysterical and paranoid when people get near him. So we only let him into the house. And again, days went by, somehow we let Shy out of the cage to make him feel familiar with the porch. A few weeks later, Shy was no where to be found. He never got home anymore. There were tears, but not from me. I was sad, really sad. And maybe, I still am. But this one cat always put a smile on our face.

He sleeps, like this.

Sometimes, like this.

Or even like this.

And not to mention like this.

In conclusion, he sleeps like us! Haha.

He’s so precious! We all love him so much like he is one of us now. But suddenly, BAM! He mixed up with this Chinese look cat, then he got this one infection on his ears, and he got sick at the same time. So, he got from this healthy,

to this skinny;

and with that cone around his neck, it is to avoid him from scratching his ears that is.

Kan Kak Athy dah cakap, jangan scratch. Tu la, degil. Tengok dah jadi ape sekarang.

But still, get well soon dear love. We really miss the healthy you. I want you to sleep with me again like you always did.

Don't leave us, alright? ='( Get well soon. I really miss the times we had together. When you’re still gemuk and lasak and we always buli you. Huhu.

And when you were still VAIN as well! Haha.

Would you just look how awfull you look right now?

Macam nenek, tau tak?

Readers, please pray for him.

WE WANT THE OLD YOU BACK!!

Ladies and gents, this is Handsome~

The Audi + Jaguar wannabe. Haha. <33

Face Up

2008-06-20T22:55:00.004+08:00

"I wooondeeeer, how am I suppose to feeeel, when you're not heeere..". That's what I think for now. And I don't ever want this thought to go away; at all. These questions always pop out of my head every once in a while; How are you going to live, if you don't know what's the meaning of life? And how are you going to recover, if you don't even know what is your disease? Come to think, there's nothing wrong for us to wonder like this every minute or so. People would do anything to live their life longer, when they know that their life is short. But not me. I didn't even bother to do no matter which at all, I just wanted to go. The faster, the better. Nevertheless, my so called principle has changed, it all change when you came into my life. God knows what I have been doing now, to make sure that I could actually ask for an extension of life. I really want to do this. I mean, if there is a possibility. Only He knows what will happen. "Whatever you want, whatever you need, whatever it takes, I'd do anything". I didn't just jump; tears were pricking at my eyes.

***

Ey,kire banyak la ni tau. Busy busy busy! ;p

***

I carry your heart.. And I carry it in my heart.

Another One

2008-06-16T23:50:00.003+08:00

"Come on la weyh! You will never be Virgin Fathy ok!? Hahahahaha!"

I was worried sick. It was a relief when she said that. A heart calmer she is.

I am supposedly be in my campus right now. Okay, I checked in yesterday, arrived at 8 something, unpacked, and then my sister proposed, "Why don't you come back home with us and I'll send you back here tomorrow?" I was like, OKAY!! Why not? Because there wasn't anything on that day. Then we went home and the things that always happen at home, happened. Duhh~

The next morning I woke up at 7:45 am and I was late! This morning I mean. So I texted Alia and asked to help for the subjects registration. In my case, let's say subject. Pfft~ So it wasn't there on my application so Alia said the add drop session will be held on the next morning. Thus, I'm going to that frickin campus again tomorrow. Haih. Bole mati owh macam ni.

The name is Bubu ;)

2008-06-13T20:37:00.006+08:00

It's been a while. You know why, because I have been so much fun contacting with this new friend of mine. Well, you could say he's a friend. As for me, not for long hopefully. Do you know how well he treats me? How I feel like I'm someone important every time he approaches me? He's better than you. Come to think, what do I always get from you? ; Heartache. You got enough problems on your own. I mean, how could I ever think and buy that you said that you have changed!? No! You haven't. All that you have said to me are literally junk! Being with you, it's like being in the locked store room. I couldn't even breathe. Not because of sparks or anything, rimas!
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If I could, I would just compare you with him, just like you compared me with your girlfriend back then. I told you I didn't like that, even though the credits were more to me, and I'm sticking with it, I will never like it. How lucky was I to meet friends like them, to warn me about you. They were right all along and God I couldn't believe myself that I bought what you have said on the 21st of last month. You got that? Suddenly you're in love with me madly and the next thing I know you are unsure with your feelings. What was I thinking? You told me plenty of times, what ever you do, you won't mess up my life, and what did you ask me for a few nights ago?? You are nothing but a perv, a fraud, a junk, a Jew 'wannabe' ; and then right about just now you made it like I'm the bitch in this picture. I won't call it ours, because it is too humiliating and I never will.
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Smart, independent, funny, you don't know how proud I am at him for what he is doing for living, I'm so amazed. I like him, really. I never meant to brag, but this is what I have to say ; I rather spend an hour with him, than to spend a minute with you.

Oh yea, and I'm thinking of making a blog all about him. Duhh~

Tag Survey - Farah Rosni

2008-06-11T20:39:00.002+08:00

First Name: Siti
Nickname: Fathy
Birthday: Jan 12, 1989
Birthplace: Pantai Medical Centre, KL.
Time of Birth: 8.18 am.
Zodiac sign: Capricorn

--This or That--
Flower or Chocolate: Chocolate.
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.
Rap or Rock: Rock.
Relationship or One Night Stand: Relationship.
School or Work: School
Love or Money: Love
Movies or Music: Music.
Country or City: City.
Sunny days or Rainy days: Sunny.
Friends or Family: Family.

--Have you ever--
Lied: Yes.
Smoked: Yes.
Broke someone's heart: Maybe.
Had your heart broken: Yes.
Wish you were a prince/princess: Yes.
Liked someone who was taken: Yes.
Shaved your head: Haha,no.
Been in love: Yes.
Used chopsticks: Yup,for food, and hair.
Sang in the mirror to yourself: I kinda live for that ;p .

--Favorites--
Flower: Lavender, carnation.
Candy: Chupa Chups.
Song: Currently When You Look Me in the Eyes,adeyh.
Scent: Lavender.
Color: Black, Purple.
Musical Instrument: Guitar.
Movie: BarnYard! Wihihihi~
Actor/Actress: Me Myself and I.
Junk food: Chips.
Animal: Cats.

Ever cried over someone: Yes.
Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself: Perhaps.
Do you think you're attractive: I think I'm Serabai.
If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose: Aladdin! I want to be Princess Jasmine. =D
Do you play any sports: Yes.

--List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (some) people--
: I lose weight when I'm depressed.
: I wish I am Hayley Williams.
: If I'm not singing with my mouth, I'm singing in my head.
: My childhood was really bad.
: My best friend's name is Syairah.
: Sometimes I can be confused with my own feelings towards somebody.
: I am a slow learner when it comes to Education, but the opposite in Music.
: I used to be a tom boy.

I tag: Everybody on my list. Hah!

Well I got something to say,

2008-06-10T21:31:00.002+08:00

You shouldn't have said the things that you've said this evening. You pissed us ALL off.

She is a great woman. If I'm a man, I will definitely find a wife like her. But mark my words,

I will never be like you.

Uhh..

2008-06-09T07:27:00.005+08:00

Let me tell you a story about THIS morning.. ;p

Time : It was 7 : 15 am.
Condition: Me ; still in PJ, 'dah mandi'-look alike, all worried.
Jainibah ; still asleep, in locked room.
The Conversation:

*Me, knocking on the door for several times x 10 ! Instead of Akak, Jainibah opened the door, aaaaaaaaaas usual.*

Me : "Eh,awak pergi sekolah tak?"
Jainibah : "Pergi. Kenape?"
Me : (thinking.) "Eh awak sekolah pagi ke petang?"
Jainibah : "Peeeeetang. Ha tu la duk Nilai lagi. Haha."
Me : "Hahaha. Kurang ajar. Ok."

*Door closed. End of conversation.*

Ssssssooo, you guys learned anything from this? Haha. I did.

It is 7 : 36 am and I got nothing to do. Dear God, have mercy! Oh yea and this is what I have already achieved !

Nice, eyy? Just done it last night. Pfft~!

Oh yea, and another work of art when I was dying in boredom, about 5 minutes ago.

I was bored! Whaddaya expect!?

Bleeding Head

2008-06-06T01:50:00.006+08:00

I maybe small, tiny and immature, but when it comes to deep thinking, I know I'm the best.

I know what you're thinking, Reader. And that is not deep, you doof! My definiton of deep thinking is about what you care most, is the answers that you're going to give God, when you'll be questioned, soon.

And now you're calling me a Doof? Have a look at the mirror.

Infatuation

2008-06-03T22:19:00.004+08:00

We have a history. Then it all fell apart in the middle somehow. I left him for someone. We weren’t official though, because he liked another girl too. At that time, I was still having my head over heels about someone. Someone from my high school. Can I say we were even? When I started to love him truly, I started to hear stuff too; about him wanting another girl. And that girl is the same girl who came between me and my last.
We got back together. And still, NOT official. We both have this ‘I’m-unsure-about-my-feelings’ right now. Should I wait, or just go fly away?

"Fathy!! What are you thinking!??"

Happy Birthday, Daday!

2008-06-01T01:13:00.004+08:00

I really wanted to put a picture of you here but you never let ANYONE of the family to take your picture, and frankly, we don't even know why because every time we are having the 'who's-gonna-hold-the-camera-and-take-pictures-?' event, you're it! Hate to say this Dad, but now I know why I am half weird. ;p Big thanks AGAIN Dad for making me a Fighter; for making US Fighters. We couldn't have kicked some asses if it wasn't because of you.

You always say that we love Mak more than we love you, maybe because we spend more time with her and you are always busy with the office or just busy snoozing; also you have stated that we should, because our Prophet told us to love our mother more. But the truth is Dad, I simply can't choose between you and Mak. You guys have your flaws, and you guys can be a pain on the ass for quite sometimes, but hey, I still love you both. You guys still have your 'rockness', alright?

Dad, you and I need each other. We both know that. I'm problematic; and you're hot tempered, You get sick all day; I'm the one who massage you, I need your love to live; you didn't want me when I was in Mak's belly. They say the more you smack you're kid, the more you will love him/her. No wonder you love me the most, Dad.

I know, that sometimes you couldn't even sleep, thinking about me, worrying about me, about my education, my future, my health. And I don't think that I could take that pain away because I know, it is a really big one. Somehow I always wished that I could repay you for all of the things that you have done for me. For the family. Thank you, Dad. I can't imagine how you went through all the barriers in front of you for us. I'm amazed.

So now, you're 50! Should I say, Old Man? Haha. Happy Birthday, Dad. And I'll make sure that there will be 50 more to come. I would love to say more but the tears..ADOI! Love you, Old Man. Remember this yea?; No matter what happens, no matter how far I would be away from you, how old am I, I will always be your So Naughty Little Girl. Happy Birthday~