Monday, October 31, 2005
Calculus Lec -- a wonder.

Wonder why HES getting paid for mumbling infront of 100 undergrads.

Wonder how people stay awake.

Wonder why I'm in lecture -- oh wait, he's giving out our quiz scripts

Wonder how he became a lecturer! Because he can't teach for nuts! I swear!

I'm comfortably seated right at the back of the LT with ain beside me. Right below the projection room, which BOTH shah and ain mistook for the exit door.

Ahhh, its a Monday. I am NOT in the Raya mood yet. Why? I don't know. Maybe its the looming exams, maybe its the stress, maybe, maybe, maybe. Aiyaaaaaa. I don't know la. Haha. Just no mood, I guess.

Taufik Batisah has a great voice.

Oh wells.

Saturday, October 29, 2005
My room and my prof.

This is the state of my room.

Hari Raya is just next week.

No wonder my mum is making noise.

This is my professor who teaches Basics of Math. Last lecture, he wore a bright red floral shirt and red floral boardshorts. I mean SHORTS. After the break, he came in like this. With a straw hat, and matching RED SHADES.

How amusing!

((shahh! -points to bottom left of picture- guess who!))

Thursday, October 27, 2005
How selenger.

I must be really stressed with school and stuff, ( i should be) because today, I did the stupidest thing I could ever do.

Today is thursday. Thursdays are lab days. Lab days means I'll wear my Adidas Superstars to school. With socks, duh. We have to wear shoes for lab, I know, pain in the asses. Anyways, back to the story.

So it was after Dr Evil's lecture, and I had to go pray. I went to the toilet to take ablution, and was happily chatting with Shah, who so kindly waited for me.

Took the lift to the 5th floor and walked through that narrow walkway and took the stairs to the 6th floor, where the Musollah was.

I put down my bag and was going to remove my shoes until I realised that my socks were still on!

me: "Shah! aku terlupa cuci kaki!"

And that bugger was already bursting with laughter. pantatttttt.

So I HAD to go back down to the freaking toilet to wash my feet. I remembered that I went to pin my tudung first, since the toilet was pretty packed. Arrrrr.

Baik amy.

Monday, October 24, 2005
Typical night of insomnia.

My sister and I had a hard time sleeping last night. So it was around 1am and we were still rolling around in bed. We share a same bed, by the way. So while I was -trying- as hard as I could to sleep, I felt the entire queen-sized matress vibrate.

Me: "Stop shaking the bed lina!"

Lina: -in the most innocent voice- "i'm not shakingg!"

-5 minutes later the shakes came back-

Me: "STOP SHAKING!"

-pause for around 30 seconds-

And almost immediately like on cue, the BOTH of us went : SHH SHHH SHAKINGG, SHH SHAKING ala Rooney.

Then we both erupted into laughter.

Lina: "kak, we have the FIFTH sense" (ala that bimbo in Mean Girls)

And we both started quoting various movies.

Then, Hafiz's Siti Lelah came to mind, and we started singing. I stopped singing after a while, tired already. She went on singing Hi5 songs, and doing situps and weird gymnastic poses like bringing her leg up to her head.

I was totally quiet and she HAD to disturb me AGAIN.

lina: "Kakkkk."

-silence-

lina: "kakkkk!"

-silence-

lina:"ehhh not fair, you sleep firsttt! I'm supposed to sleep first!"

Whatever la ah.

And she started shaking the damn bed again.

Saturday, October 22, 2005
Aggresive people.

Whoa. I SHOULD have been downstairs for the Meet-The-People session with Halimah Yacob! Judging from what my mum told me, the people were all angsty, bringing up relevant issues, etc etc. SO FUN! I LOVE listening to these discussions!

Some guy brought up an issue of the busstop at my place. There has not been ANY form of shelter from the busstop to the back gate of the condo for the past thousand years, so when it rains, have fun la. The guy was pretty angry about it, and Mdm Halimah offered her explanation as calmly as she could possibly can. She said that the government said NO to building any form of shelter to our back gate just BECAUSE it was PRIVATE PROPERTY.

Well, personally, I was appalled by the response of the government to this issue.

Her response sparked off MORE angry responses. People were telling her then, that government should reduce property taxes and income taxes of people living in private property, since the government will NOT be giving us anything. Which would be what I would have said if I was downstairs.

Argh. Money sucking monsters.

Poor Mdm Halimah. Kesian mak Isa. Haha, getting bombarded like that.

But hey! Shes getting paid for it.

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Oh wells, something to think about. Anyways, I've been pretty amused by this incident that happened during Thursday's prac. I was at the suction filter thing, settling my crystals and Nat and Khairil joined me. I helped them set up the suction thing, opened the valve all.

Me: Nat! Akunyer lambat seh nak suck. I've been waiting here for it to finish sucking for like 3 thousand years la.

Khairil: Ahhh bedekkk.

Me thinks:Haha, well Wokay khairil, when I've not talked to you before. Haha! Merepek jugak kau eh.

Khairil: Kau puasa tak hari ni?

Me: Puasa lah, abih.

Khairil: Then InsyaAllah ah, it will finish sucking soon.

Me thinks: Haha, this guy IS funny.

So FINALLY after 3 thousand years, the thing finished sucking the filtrate and I HAD to yank the suction tube out from the flask to go back to my fumehood. So I was cautiously twisting the rubber tubing..

Khairil: ah ah (in that I'm-trying-to-scare-you tone) baik baik lah! (as if its going to explode)

When padahal the pump switch was already off.

So I was too amused by this guy and stopped tugging. After which he reached over and yanked the tube out from my flask.

Khairil: Gini ajer lah!

I'm like. Haha, Khairil giler!

PMS STRIKES.

I am at home alone, on a Saturday afternoon. The parents are downstairs meeting Halimah Yacob. The sister is at school screaming her lungs out at dikir practice. I am at home; with my Calculus textbook on my lap, laptop playing random songs; singing along occassionally. Calculus tutorial ALMOST done.

Yesss la amy.

However, I woke up at a remarkable time of 1pm. That always happens if I Subuh just after sahur, so I can sleep straight, without waking up for Subuh at 630 or the like. Being nestled beneath the sheets is probably the best feeling ever for a girl who's PMS-y.

Maths makes me happy.

So why am I majoring in Chem again?

Thursday, October 20, 2005
Catching up.

Its already week 8, and Week 8 is ending. It feels like I just completed my biddings, and excited to go to school and all.

Lectures are drags, but lab is always fun. Well minus the frumpy labcoat and highly fashionable goggles. Today's prac was exceptionally fun because for once we didn't have to record all sorts of nonsensical observations and write equations of all sorts... YET.

We could afford the time to appreciate the chemistry behind it all, well, yeah right. I just had fun looking at the pretty colours and playing with ICE! Yeah, we had to make ice baths. I love ice baths.

AND in addition to ice baths, we got to use the suction filtration thingy, which was wayyyyy cool. Yes, its even cooler than the centrifuge thing.

The exams are no doubt nearing once again. Time to catch up, time to catch up. Lucky I know people like Dazril and Nel and Ahmad because they always have the best notes in the world. And they're the nicest too. Well I guess if you're nice, it'll be reciprocated, no matter how small or big.

If you're anything like Voldemort, relek sua.

Haha, I'm kidding. Dah lah. Need to study. Back to nerdy nerdy mode amyyy.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Hafiz As'ari.

It was over buka that I told my sister that we minah tudungs were called min-tots for short. AND she told me that I HAD to listen to this song which her senior sent to her, also about minah tudungs.

IT WAS SO FREAKING HILARIOUS!

I mean, the stuff he says in the song is SO true of minah tudungs now, but he pokes fun at it, so it kinda masks the seriousness. Basically, I LOVE IT!

So naturally I searched for the "creator" of the song, and his name is Hafiz As'ari. He freaking rocks la! Sadly, the version of "Minah Tudung" on his blog is a preview version and not the completed version. Because the completed final version simply rocks! And has more effects that make it more hilarious.

Can download it from his site which links to some other site, or I'll send it to you via MSN!

The song is in Malay, so you have to understand Malay.

He's talented! And in addition to the Minah Tudung song, he has another equally hilarious one called "Mat Tapered".

Its too funny, I love the Minah Tudung song. Because maybe sometimes we need something like this to wake some people up.

Well, here's a smidgen (looks at ain) of the song.

"Minah Tudung"
(Hafiz As'ari)

*Chorus:
Minah-minah tudung zaman sekarang ramai cacat otak, BODOH!
Pakai tudung tapi pakai pakaian ketat-ketat, BODOH!
Ada pula pakai tudung tapi pakai T-shirt pulak, BODOH!
Mana ke tidak masyarakat kita dipandang rendah, BODOH!

Verse 1:
Keluar dengan mak pakai tudung,Pakai sopan aurat tertutup,Tapi bila keluar dengan kawan aurat terdedah bagi lelaki tengok percuma,Aku sendiri tengok pon heran, mana tak heran. Agama kuat tapi baju ketat, buka tudung rambut perang. Perang-perang konon tu nak tunjuk belang,Tindik sini tindik sana, bukan ditelinga saja,Lidah pon ada, Muka decent tetapi perangai nonsence. Ikut sesuka hati dia, Tapi tak ikut segi agama...(Chak chak chak kedongdong)

Its too funny. You HAVE to listen to it.

Ciao!

Monday, October 17, 2005
My friend Ain.

I am convinced that the above mentioned is not humanly sane.

Firstly, this is what I get over MSN.



AND then, today on the way to Kent Ridge Terminal, at the AS7 Carpark, to be more precise, we had this conversation.

Me: Ain kau gi maner? (eh, where you going?) (( because she doesn't really go to KR terminal ))

Ain: Aku nak gi terminal lah (im going to the terminal lah), no actually, thats my car. -points to some car parked happily in the parking lot-

-stretches her arm outward pointing towards the car, mimicking the alarm-button thingy-

Ain: tick tick!

It was too friggin hilarious, me and Shah were in stitches.

Ahhh. My life would be so boring without Shah and Ain.

Well anyway, today was mundane. Was pretty much in a daze because I only had one hour of sleep last night, AND smarty panty me decided to drink Coffee for Sahur, which resulted in the inability to sleep after sahur.

I was awake at school, but stoned. So.

Bahh.

Time to do work!

Saturday, October 15, 2005
Lord Voldemort VS Harry Potter.

Don't you find it extremely annoying, how when Harry supposedly destroys Lord Voldemort at the end of every book, only for Lord Voldemort to reappear again in the next book.

No matter how hard Harry and his friends try to erase Voldemort's existence, he comes back, haunting them time and again, causing harm and hurt. Or simply plain annoyance.

I really can't take it anymore.

KILL LORD VOLDEMORT!

Well, sempena Bulan Ramadhan, no killing people yah. Spread the love. Harry Potter should be patient, don't you think? And spread some FRICKIN love, which will be hard.

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Haha. Okay I'm mad. Calculus tutorials have weird effects on me. School is getting so monotonous. Its the same ole thing happening every week, I can predict what will happen, and what may happen. What will go on during lectures, etc. For instance, there's STILL no chemistry between Specimen A and (s)A. And Specimen S will be swooning over Specimen BR. I'm getting bored. Haha.

The only thing changing is that I'm probably loving my friends more and more.

On second thought...

Well, some of them, at least.

mug mug mug.

COPYYYYY MEEEEE!

roll your eyes everyone.

This has been pointless. But I had to step up for Harry Potter.

Thursday, October 13, 2005
<3

I had a blast yesterday, and the day before and it was probably the best I've felt in so long. Tuesday was out with my babes, well, to cut a long story short, it was noisy, rowdy and all things girly. We stuffed ourselves like Turkey on Thanksgiving and to fufil our innermost desires, we turned to New Zealand's Natural where each of us devoured a cone of yummy ice cream.

Being a chocoholic, needless to say, you should know what flavour I picked. Yum, yum.

Well Ain and Shah are freaks because in a short time span of 30 minutes, they managed to buy half of Level One. Shah spent around a hundred that night. Gaaawwwdd.

And the three of us should be banned completely from Level One, or maybe just Pretty in Tokyo, because we weren't exactly behaving very prettily there. The kecoh-ness of taking one neoprint is too much to bear. We fussed over which background to use for at least 15 minutes, I swear. But in the end, after much deliberation over what to doodle on the picture, we ended up with a "We Rok." with a C desperately missing there.

Monday, October 10, 2005
SHEESH!

Alhamdulillah, I finally got my first Ramadhan. I'm blogging while waiting for Isyak and Terawih. Yayyyy. My first terawih this Ramadhan.

Anywayyyyysssss, SHEESH! Ain and I have gone mad! We are talking to each other through the voice clip feature in MSN. Its too funny, I'm getting stomach cramps.

'Twas a fruitful day in school. Highlight of the day was I actually bumped into Imran in school! Haha, no, don't get me wrong, its just that I've bumped into all other science seniors in school but never Imran. So today was the first. Nice to see a familiar face, I guess. Well, it was rather amusing, I thought. Since he's serious Mr President and all, it was funny when he asked where I was going and then added, "oh, ingat nak pegi makan.."

Haha.

And, I feel extra good today because FINALLY my two dearies can STOP saying that I'm attempting to steal who-so-ever away from them. Finally I got specimen S to talk to specimen BR.

But Specimen A has not yet made any progress with Specimen (s)A.

I'm rambling ain't I?

Calculus Test! I felt good after that, not sure if its anything ominous, I'll just have to wait for the results.

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Anyhoos, at dinner my parents were talking about some investment shite that I don't feally get. BUT we moved on to a more interesting topic...BABY NAMES! My mum said that if my younger sister was a boy, instead of a girl, she would name him Adam Haris.

But too bad the baby was female and I named her Amelina.

So anyways, I have decided, should I have a son, I will name him..... Muhammad Adam! You know, the significance of it is the names of the first and last Prophets. Now that's settled, I must go think of girl names. And yes, something better than Emma Farha, ain.

Sunday, October 09, 2005
Weekends make me long for...

...more than ever.

Sheesh Amy. What IS wrong with you.

Its the song. It has to be.

Saturday, October 08, 2005
Of losing weight and breaking fast.

I have officially lost two kgs since the start of fast. I am happy. Haha. At the rate I am eating at break fast, I think I'll gain it all back, plus some extra.

Sigh. I don't like to break fast without my family. I am so used to sitting at the round glass dinner table eating dates and drinking tea made by my mum, the best tea in the world, I swear. Now, every Wednesday and Friday I break fast in school because I have german till 8.

Haha, it is really amusing how we break fast. My dad gives a missed called, and i just "okay okay makan, makan.." And almost immediately you will hear the sound of can drinks opening simultaneously. All 7 of us. Haha! How fun! Kecoh for at least 5 minutes, passing dates around, and yeyy, we're happy.

Oh wells. I am plagued with tests for the coming week. Three tests on alternate days of the week. Must study, must study. Looks like I will have to spend more time at the 6th floor then.

Friday, October 07, 2005
late night talks.

leave me warm and fuzzy.

The past few days have been nothing but a blur. Everything happened so fast and here we are, on a Friday.

German lessons are so fun! Beats Chem and Math lecture, I swear. With people just making me laugh 80% of the time. It takes alot of stress off everything.

Ramadhan is good, because we all will just correct ourselves automatically. Like when we are on the brink of gossiping about some poor soul, one of us will go "Eh, fasting.." and everyone gets it. Yay. I like.

Argh, but sometimes, tsk, people leave you no choice but to gossip about them! haha.

Broke "fast" with my mum and sis today at Seoul Garden, Taka, since ALL three of us were "fasting". My dad? you ask? He opted out of the girly outing and broke fast at Al-Falah, where he terawih-ed after that. My dad doesn't like to break fast outside because it compromises his prayer times, unless its at a mosque. So today was perfect. :)

Although Chem Prac ruined a great part of it, but it ended great. DO NOT get me started on chem prac. It is NOT good to be inhaling fumes on an empty stomach. I hypothesised that those fumes would dehydrate you further, because I left the Inorganic lab feeling like I havent drank in my entire life. I wouldn't be complaining if the fumes smelt half as good as Body Shop's Oceanus or Moonflower. Well, as a chem major, I shouldn't be complaining at all.

Oh wells.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005
TODAY.

Today is the 4th of October, 2005.

Last year on this very day, I lost my maternal grandmother. The one I was so close to, the one I loved most. Now even as I type this, I vividly remember how I always ran to her for refuge, how she was the one who would rub oil on my tummy when it ached, how she always massaged my feet when I was tired or injured. Haha, I know. It should be the other way round.

I remember how I used to visit her at NUH religiously every day after school. I remember how I would think of what to buy her on the 963 from SAJC. I remember how I fed her.

And I also remember how I felt when I came to know that she passed on.

Nyai, I miss you.

Now that we're in different worlds, all I can do is sedekahkan Fateha and Yasin.

Al-Fateha.


took this when she was in NUH.

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Today is the night of Ramadhan, selamat menyambut Ramadhan all.

Have a blessed Ramadhan.

Sunday, October 02, 2005
DON'T ACTION LA,

to be someone you're not..bahaha.

Like how Jack Black aka Duey Finn (in the school of rock) thinks he's the most kick-ass guitarist in the whole world. Haha. Padahal, padahal. But I thought it was quite sad near the end when he said "..nah, don't listen to me, I'm just a loser.." Well, okay, on the brightside at least he realises it. Haha. Jack Black rocks la, basically.

My adik and I have gone mad. We have officially memorised the script to "The school of rock", and we are both constantly quoting the movie to each other. My sister especially LOVES re-enacting the part where Jack Black shows the class his so-called song composition, yes the one about the legend of the rent and the "no you're not hardcore.."

AND the part where he just discovered that the kids in his class are a bunch of musical prodigies and made them play that "smoke on water.-whatever-on-fire-in-the-sky-or-the-like-" song. Haha. I don't know the title of the song la, basically.

I, on the other hand love the part where Jack Black used his guitar for a pretend Math lesson, to show the principal that he's doing his job.

Haha. Oh well.

We are stressed up.

More so me.

I have a question.

How can a function be continuous at a point and yet the right and left limits at that point are not equal??

Bahhhh.

Help?

Saturday, October 01, 2005
Apologies

My apologies for the ugly red x's. Okay on hindsight, maybe its better, so you don't have to see my face. Haha.

I'll get it rectified asap. There's a problem with Ripway, so gotto wait.

Something Sweet.

So I went for Muslim Society Bonding Night, a job well done by the ever capable, ever smiling and such a great friend astrogirl and the rest of the Bonding Night comm. She wasn't around for German class, which left Atikk and me with withdrawal symptoms because we missed her astro-ness. Haha. Kamie, Kamie.

So Anyways, I returned home, ate dinner and binged on the HUGE tub of yummy chocolate ice cream that my mum bought recently. After that, my sister was tempted, I guess and joined in the fun. She was happily eating and



then she told me to go check what's on my table. So I went into the room and I saw this.



I saw the Airmail sticker and the unmistakable handwriting and I already wanted to cry. The stamp confirmed everything and that little sticker behind which said, "with love from lydia"

The card was soooo beautiful and gahhhhhhhhh. Pardon me for being emotional here, but I think it is safe to say that Baba and I have been missing Lydia alot.



Thankssss soooooo much for the card lydiaaaaaa. I hope you received my sms! I am really superly touched! And my birthday isn't until two weeks time! Bahhhhhhh. My mum later told me that when she got the letter from the mailbox, she already cried. Haha. And check out her note to me man.



How emotional right, I know!

Anyhoos, we really miss you here. And yes, like you said, Raya will NOT be the same without you. And of course we have not forgotten you.

Great friends are hard to come by, so I am thankful that I found a really good friend in her.