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Sometimes children cheer you up and give you a sense of satisfaction that only they can give.
Usually when I leave the house i tell nabil and iman that i'm going off. Iman will say "bye kakak adah!!" . Nabil on his cranky moods would just ignore me. And sometimes just to piss him off i run around chasing him to give him a big hug before i go.
Oh , he loves me. He's just playing hard to get.-_-
On his happy days he'd come running to me and salam me. On this particular day he came to me and salam and gave me this extremely cute facial expression . I was like "Ahh.. aper buat muka cam gitu?" then when i came nearer...
rupanya dia nak cium pipi aku.
I spent the rest of my day smilling to myself.
Sayang jugak dia pat kakak adah dia. HEEEEEH. I am always argueing with him and trying to piss him off , but both he and i know that if i dont live here anymore , he's going to miss me. HOHO.
Today he threw a tantrum when my aunt told him he cannot eat his brother's birthday party food. And me being the good kak sedare that i am said "Nabil , you take yang kotak jelly tu , kita gi bilik sana kita makan sama-sama,"
HAHHA! My aunt was like "HOI , yang kau gi layankan si dekni buat aper."
My aunt whom i affectionally call "Mak" is like the most laser makcik you can ever find in singapore. I think when I grow up i'm going to be exactly like her. I love her anyway. If you ask me who are the 3 most important people in my life , it would me my mum , makni and mak. Mak comes over here to take care of nabil every day. I have grown immune to her laserness since young.
Nabil was searching for his brown plastercine this morning. We told him its gone but dia mati-mati still want to find it.
Mak: Mak tahu mana plasticine nabil.
Nabil: pat aner?
Mak: Nabil check pat nabil nyer sini *points to her nostril* Pat sini banyak
I couldnt stop laughing.
And on the subject of siti nurhaliza and datuk k...
Mak: Kau tak nak ke ngan datuk?
Me: EEEEEEEEEEEEE tak ingin sey
Mak: Ngan datuk kau tak nak?!
Me: TAK NAK AHHH . *Walks aways*
Mak: Si siti tu kahwin ngan datuk k , datuk kaya. KAU NANTI KAHWIN NGAN DATUK T , datuk tua!
HAHAHA basket.
And Hasana told me over lunch with me and rowhani the other day , something along the same lines. Her mum told her , "Si siti tu kahwin ngan Datuk K , datuk Kaya. kau kahwin ngan Datuk M (her bf's initial) , datuk Miskin!"
so people..
what did your mother said to you today?
::in your heart ,in your mind ,i'd stay with you ,for all of time::
Due to personal reasons , I have decided not to be involved in a reliationship. We both know that we have feelings for each other but you see..
thats the problem.
Maybe later on in life , we'd meet again. But not now.
The right thing to do is always the hard thing to do.
Okay , I can so imagine Shairah's reaction "RAUDAH YOU ARE SUCH A PRUDE"
so maybe i am.
=D
the private photos feature on friendster thing is cool. Now can post private pictures of myself.
okay that sounded wrong.
But I tend to wonder random things while watching it. Like how long did it take Mr Lee to memorise his super bloody longspeech and HOW THE HELL HE DID IT. Or what happens if he has the urge to pee during the speech. Would he be like
"Excuse me singapore , nature is calling."
Or what if he gave out a really large fart. Would he be like "They didnt teach me how to hold it in ,at the University." Or , how long did it take him to figure out what to wear for the rally.
That kind of stuff.
Anyway The video of singapore in sand art gave me goosebumps sia. BLOODY AWESOME.
"Myspace is a place where you post your photos. and the photos make friends with each other."
THAT CRACKED ME UP.
This is Md Zul Iman.Over the years I have develop a love-hate reliationship with him. But most of the time (when we're not arguing) he's just adorable. I teach him tuition twice a week at home. On his moody days , he is such a BLEAH to teach. Today.. wasn't one of those days. Hahah. Today he was in a good mood.
Him: Mouse is plural or singular.
Me: Singular. What is the plural of mouse?
Him: Ummm... rats.
Me: RATS?!
And we both laughed non-stop for about 5 minutes.
Him: Jujurawat tu aper?
Me: Jururawat , not jujurawat.
Him: Iman tau.. Jururawat .. pat muka kakak adah!
Me: TU JERAWAT LAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
-_-
kurang asam nyer budak. Time ajar tuition pon nak kutuk aku.
I want to watch the new hindustan movie !! The one with shah rukh khan and rani apertahjiji. Liyana the freak doesnt watch hindi movies. So now , I have no one to watch with.
BLEAH.
So if anyone want to watch the movie .. AJAK AKU!
maceh.
The other day ,I accidentally. dropped two long john silver meals on top of kak aishah. Fries , oil , chicken and everything. So bloody embarassing. WHY do I keep doing these stuffs.I am like a walking tornado. I mean if I have a husband , I'd probably drive him nuts."Oh honey... Look at you , all dressed up in your white shirt and expensive pants. Here's your coffe- . OH . Guess , you'll just have to find another white shirt and expensive pants now."
Oh ya anyway , The whole long john silver was full with Mats and few sluts with them. Or maybe they were minahs. I dont know. See no difference. So yes , anyway , the minahs apparently found the whole situation very funny. So while Kak Aishah was clearing all those oil and chicken keraks of her chair and trousers . They were bursting out laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world.And as if its not bad enough , they decided to say in the loudest voice possible "HAHAHAHA BODOHNYER.. HAHAHA BODOHNYER.. HAHA BODOHNYER. HAH BODOHNYER.. BODOHNYERR"
wide vocabulary. I know.
Anyway I guess it must been quite funny. BUT GEEZ , its not thattttttttt funny. How funny can a girl accidentally dropping food on her friend get? -_- Deprived sense of humour.Anyway none of the mats were laughing at me.In fact no one at Long John laughed except for the minahs.
Can you imagine going out with a minah. It'd be quite cool wouldnt it? She'd think you're a genius. They're not too difficult to impress. Just.. drop food on her skirt..
She'd laugh her ass off.
The hero looks like shaiful.
or Shaiful looks like hero.=P CHEHWAH SHAI!
ANYWAY I think I hated the ending so much. The part where Gadis had this whole box of paper aeroplanes , which signified her memories or whatever. And then she threw them one by one down the goddamn high carpark or whatever. To the streets , city , people below or whatever.
SARDINE JER!
LIKE helloooooooooooooooooooooooooo.YOU ARE LITTERING , you idiot.
If you guys didnt know already , I hate to see people littering (Shairah and Hidayah has always been victims of my naggings). Its just a simple act of throwing something into the nearby dustbin. Don't be such a SINGAPOREAN. People always nyeh this nyeh that , saying they cannot see people in sadness or poverty or whatever. SAY ONLY.... Like sometimes dont you see some old nynoya or makcik sweeping the road. Or the old cleaners in school. Or the bangladeshi workers who came to find rezeki in Singapore for their own families.
THESE ARE THE PEOPLE PICKING YOUR LITTER. Your mess. I know any stupidshallowmindedstupidevilandnottomentionstupid people will say "they're paid to do this."
Imagine you are the cleaner and EVERYONE thinks like that.
What is so wrong about throwing your own litter in the dustbin. seriously.
See , Im nagging again.
Anyway whatever Ust Jamaludin said about the whole Lebanon war thingy was really super depressing. Cause now I feel like I dont have the right to be happy anymore.
BLEAH. this is reality i guess.
Meet my mom (the one strangling iman in this picture). She , who is utterly shocked that a guy in this world is actually interested in me. They were right when they say parents are the ones that bring their children down to earth. But I think my mother didnt just bring me down to earth , she did a body slam.
"Dulu.. Punya susah nak dapat boyfriend...."
I told her that I DID capture the attention of some humans of the opposite sex . But I just did not want a reliationship. Hence , that's why I did not have boyfriends.
Dont you find it sad that I have to convince my mother that I am attractive.
Okay so maybe Im not thaaaaaaaaat attractive . BUT IM NOT REPULSIVE either (i think)! and you do realise that if I dont convince her... She'd think im incapable of getting my own boyfriend. And then , SHE'D FIND ME ONE.
*shudders*
So anyway i asked my mom "Bila pulak yang adah susah nak cari boyfriend. Secondary 2 ngan 3 adah ader involved with a few guys aper..Adah cuma tak stead ngan dorang jer."
"time primary school dulu takder pon.."
I think only my mother would think its normal for her daughter to be involved with a boy in primary school.
-_-
Anyway , I've been spending the past two days in ghufran. I've been redecorating the fityanghufran room. The place looks muchos better now okay. KAN LIYANA? hoho. But we used double sided tape for a lot of things , so I think by today everything's fallen apart.
The other day I went to ghufran with Liyana to do my maghrib prayers. It was 1st rejab that day so everyone was breaking their fast. And suddenly I can't wait for ramadhan! I miss miss miss the ramadhan atmosphere at ghufran.Going to terawih every night of the ramadhan with the girls.I remembered I was super-super depressed I couldn't do terawih on the first night .I remember we'd meet at the sports hall first and then we'd go to the mosque together. Like a routine.And the boys would be downstairs helping with the cleaning up. And occasionally we'd stay overnight at the masjid. And me and suaibah would borrow rashid and isak's bicycle and cycle around the neighbourhood at 2am in the morning , barefooted. And at about 4am we'd have our sahur together (sort of haha) , at the 24hr Macdonalds or get something from 7eleven.
This year hopefully things wont change. Sayang korang.