The computer is so bodoh cos it refused to let me surf the net.

TODAYY. Kak Yana conspired with Kak Nura to hide my mobile! I was searching for it like mad and keep asking Terence whether he had seen my mobile, and he said, "I don't know la Maria, where did you left it just now? Must be both of them who hide your phone lah." He pointed to Kak Yana and Kak Nura. BUTTTT Kak Yana was like, "I don't know. I didn't even see it. Call lah." So I dialled my number using the phone on the table butttt I didn't hear any ringtone in the background! So I fumbled through my bag and paced around to find my mobile and suddenly Kak Yana came forward with MY MOBILE in her hand and said, "Eh Maria, your phone looks like this eh?"

I SCREAMED.

Both Kak Yana and Kak Nura were laughing like mad. I told them that I was on the verge of crying. And she laughed till the end of the world.

Sacre bloody bleu.

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I had hot fudge sundae with lots of oreo topping! OHMYGIDDYGOD I nearly died from chocolate overdose which I likkeeee~. I was quick enough to hop into the 7.18 pm bus service 14e (fourteen express) and got home in less than 10 minutes! (which usually takes me around 20 minutes to get back to Bedok when you take the normal 14)

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On the 26th of June, I was down with a slight overturned mood, so I drowned my sorrows into choc-o mocha chips, cheese Twisties, a bowl of Mee Siam with sambal overload (at this point of time I'm drooling), frozen milo, a bowl of Oreo O's, Koko Krunch and several hotdogs. So far, it helped a bit. Maybe I need more. MOREEEEE.

And body body, please get fat. Maybe I should write a letter.

"Dear Body,

With all the busload consumption of food, (junk food made up 80% of the total consumption), I hereby plead, no BEGGGG, you to please store the fats so that my body grows horizontally wider, AND PLEASE STOP MAKING ME GROW TALLER COS I THINK I'M TOO TALL AND TOO SKINNY AND I DON'T WANT TO LOOK LIKE AN ANOREXIC MODEL. Please co-operate with me cos you're living in my body and without me you won't be able to do your daily duties, sorry you are the elements that build me. Soooooo, please please grant my wish, MAKE ME FAT OKAYY YAHOOOO.

Yours sincerely,
Your Owner"

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I HAVE THESE UNEXPLAINED FEELINGS REGARDING ____________.
I really need to strangle myself with Amira's enormous black bra. NOW.

BLIMEY. I quite literally jumped out of my skin when my mobile beeped.

I'm 98% done with my designs. Left with colouring and yahooooooooooo I can celebrate till the end of my life.

I've been thinking all day, regarding some issue, am I just lucky or what!? I mean, crikey, this is more than what I expect, cos god bless me with such a beautiful thing. HEH.

He's so gorgey. So fabby. Sucha hottie. OOOOOHHH BLIMEY O' REILLY!


Play it from my hood, hon.

DAMMIT!
I'M SO STRESSED NOW!

I'm not even done with the first design! And there are like, 2 more designs to do before the deadline which is TOMORROW!!

My creative juices aren't flowing now! WHEREFORE ART THOU!?

These adrenaline rushes kept kicking in. The excited spasms running down my body.

But I don't want to appear to clingy. It's so not my thing.

Hunkalicious is bliss. Hotness.

I was smiling like an idiot, and then ran to my room, locked the door and then jumped onto my bed, stuffed a pillow to my mouth and then squealed in delight like a happy child for the next 100 centuries, hoping the pillow did a good job in muffling the noise so that Mom or Dad won't hear anything (if not I have 7842750981542 pieces of explanation to do). Then I kicked my legs in bed while grinning from ear to ear, I thought I did all these like a young child.

Look what love infatuation had done to me.


I caught you lurking around in my mind.

I screwed this layout. BAH. Gonna fix it SOME OTHER TIME. Tooooo lazy.

At Alfiah, my sister and I.

Saw a group of emo-haired boys. Confirm signed, sealed and delivered from Indon. 100% original. I likee.

"OMG that navy blue guy. Body-nyer delicious man."
"That guy. Confirm big package."
"Eh that guy in the emo-est hair. Fuckable lah."
"OMGGGG that body. Look from behind. Hunky seh."
"HE GOT A CUTE ASS."
"I want to work out on that body. Mmm."

Ahhhh bacin. Was a bit too high yesterday.

I want to keep this somewhere private. Where you won't know my innermost feelings. Cos all you see is a false facade.


If they knew how misery loved me.

I couldn't believe it as well. It was a big shock for me too.
Nevertheless it made me happy. (:
I see magic in your eyes.
I think right now, apart from you, nothing else matters.


Abracadabra, I wanna reach out and grab ya.

7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME
+ GET THIS THING STRAIGHT, I AM 1.65M TALL. NOT 1.7 OR 1.75M.
+ I DON'T WEIGH 45 KG, I WEIGH MORE THAN 50KG, EVEN ABOVE 50.9999KG.
+ I scoop up every single cat under the void deck and baby-talked them.
+ I have an Ah-Lian hairstyle.
+ I have a laughter which sounded like the siren you hear when the MRT closes its door. (Doors closing, teet teet teet teet teet teet teet!)
+ I eat chocolates more than rice.
+ I never comb my hair.

7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME
+ That brown thingy with long feelers and hairy legs. (Just the name of it freaks me out)
+ GOD is not a thing but I fear Him anyway.
+ Death (the sequence to it)
+ aha. acne. pimple.
+ Red eye.
+ Maths.
+ Blood.

7 RANDOM MUSIC AT THE MOMENT
+ Takkan Melupakanmu- Radja
+ I'll Light A Candle- Agnes Monica ft Keith Martin.
+ Say I- Christina Millian.
+ Buttons- Pussycat Dolls ft Snoop Dog.
+ Abracadabra- Sugar Ray.
+ Hips Don't Lie- Shakira ft Wyclef Jean.
+ Can't Take My Eyes Off You- Muse

7 THINGS I LIKE THE MOST
+ Chocolates.
+ Cats.
+ Concealer.
+ Nurul Amira Bte Nasir.
+ Siti Hanisah Bte Hamzah.
+ Mohd Amiroool Bin Nasir.
+ Syed Mohd Qamal Bin Mohd Isa.

*sorry guys cos you are categorized under 'things'.

7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST
+ BACIN!
+ Oh my goddie.
+ What the fuck?
+ Erh, HELLO?
+ Irritating sia
+ What the motherfucking hell?
+ Don't be an irritating bastard, can?

7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS
+ Siti Hanisah Bte Hamzah.
+ Nurul Amira Bte Nasir.
+ Syed Mohd Qamal Bin Mohd Isa.
+ Mohd Amiroool Bin Nasir.
+ Sharifah Nadiah Bte Mohd Zin.
+ Islianah Bte Abdul Rahman (Sis).
+ Nur Sabirah Bte Sabawan (Cuzzie).


Mom is now learning the teenage lingo. She had already progressed so far, having words like, "mat", "minah", "step", "bacin", "peng arh", "darah naik", "slenge" and "belo".
Oh dear Mom.


Gotta have you, cos I need you, need to feel you baby.

I just need support, not further criticism.

I'm back here safe and sound. What accounts for today? My leg muscles were strained and I can barely walk straight. For once Mom actually ALLOWED me to sleep until afternoon, cos normally she'll be screaming at me to wake up even before the hour hand got close to 11 o'clock. So I woke up at around 2.30pm, if I'm not mistaken?

ANDDDDDDDDDDD. Another accident had to happen. My Baby Bro was playing on his scooter and was on the edge of the kitchen stairs, when I saved him from falling, I grabbed him from behind, but I tripped on his scooter and both of us were falling, my left side of the head rammed onto the sharp edge of the table and I laid there, motionless. I was groaning and cried like mad, Baby Bro was crying. He escaped with only a bruise on his forehead, but I had a nasty bruise on the side of my head (luckily NOTHING worse happened) and my left toe suffered from a bruise and I thinkkkkkkkkk it got salah urat (dislocation of the nerve). Initially my legs are already in pain, and this little toe had to give me more pain. I didn't admit this to Dad cos I KNOW he will definitely make me sit down for 2 hour plus to massage that little toe back to place and then make me immerse my entire foot into icy water that left me screaming in pain like a hooligan and I had to endure the pain for 15 minutes before I can pull back my foot and then, put it in back again. I know this will definitely happened, cos it happened before. Same thing, but that time was because a heavy stool landed right on my right toe. And it got bruised and I had to endure the torment. So when just now Dad said that my left toe got salah urat, I quickly denied and said, it's only a bruise and I can survive that.

NOW I SERIOUSLY CAN'T WALK AT ALL. Okay can la, but it'll take me more than 2 minute to walk of the end of the hall to the kitchen.

All these things had to happen in 2 days in a row. Ibarat sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga.

Oh oh, there's still time for camwhoring!

I was lying in bed, in pain, when Brownie came up to me, and snuggled casually right beside me.



Oh see that handsome cat and the girl with a dumb face.



Brownie needs a waist to cry on.



My poor toe.



I love messy hair like you do.



Messy hair shot #2.



Don't you think I looked like Paul Twohill? EEEE I DON'T EVEN LIKE THAT GUY.



Sweep your fringe properly to one side, Paul Twohill. Just like this.



Hear that, my dear Paul?

Or you might wanna comb your fringe down PROPERLY?






Overall, I seriously looked dumb and stupid. HAHAHHAHAHHAHAAHHAHA yeah.

Dah I wanna talk to my injured toe and cradle off to whatever-land. Bye.


Takkan Melupakanmu- Radja.

I'm leaving Singapore in approximately 6 hours time. YAHOOOO GUNUNG LEDANG.

I would like to thank Nurul Amira Bte Nasir, Siti Hanisah Bte Hamzah, Syed Mohd Qamal Bin Mohd Isa, Mohd Amiroool Bin Nasir and Sharifah Nadiah Bte Mohd Zin (NADEE, you've got a new name) for all their continuous support while I'm in Singapore. I love you!

WTFH I sounded like I've won an award at Grammy's.
I'm only going for like 3 days and there's like 7845123486456 degrees of exaggeration there. HAHA.

I'm so addicted to Christina Millian's "SAY I".

CAMPFIRE ROCKED TOWARDS THE END.

Initially it was a blah, thus explained the clear boredom on my face till Raz, Fathima and Amirah were like, "Eh Maria, why you stone sia?"

OKAYYYYYYYYY.

So Amirah told me something that kinda made me wanna puke out my dinner but LOL it was hilarious indeed.

And then one team did their performance and they played 'MY HUMPS'. And I saw Goh Ammjays standing with them and called me out to join her, which I did, and we were dancing like mad together with the team. And then the emcee dragged me rightttt infrontof the crowd and totally inches away from the fire to DANCE! OMFG THAT IS SO EMBARASSING. But seniors have to be upbeat so Ammjays and I danced wildly infront! HAHHAHA I HEARD CHEERS!

(:

And the seniors which include me danced to Chori Chori and Lightning Grease, so freaking funny la. Esp Chori2, we danced like the one you watch in Hindi movies.

Dah, I'm off to meet my girls! WOOHOOOOO CAN'T WAIT SIA. IT'S HAS BEEN QUITE SOME TIME.

AND TOMORROW I'M OFF TO GUNUNG LEDANG!!

Oh woohoo.

Bye, I'm off to the telematch and campfire at Nacli. Can't wait!


Mesranya bila kita berdua, bagai mahligai indah yg terbina di muka dunia.

I HOPE THOSE LONG WALKS BUILD UP MUSCLES ON MY LONG LEGS.

Long walks? Don't wonder any further. Went to Johor with Mom today to stock up groceries (actually only Ramli burger, pies, prata, Gram's mee and tapai) Yeah, and not forgetting Dunkin' Donuts. Was like practically walking all the way but not a problem for me.

I SMUGGLED CIGARETTES!

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Eh fcuk you, you think I smoke!? It's my dad's. It was my first time and Mom was like, "Sumbat je dalam beg kau, nanti kat custom buat muka sardin." HAHHAHA cos the maximum allowed is one pack of cigs per person but Mom bought three! So I carried one pack, and she carried the other one as well as the "illegal extra one". Luckily we didn't get caught when we did the luggage check.

I'm having a stupid flu today. Imagine inhaling too much smoke, particularly cig smoke COS I'M ALLERGIC TO IT today including the kotor and black carbon monoxide so now my nose is a flu machine. *tsk

When we arrived at Bugis, I ajak-ed mak to round at Bugis for a while to shop for shoes. I was in a moment of despair cos the shops doesn't have my size! AND I MEAN, ALL OF THEM. It's hard lah to shop for my size especially at these departmental stores cos I think they only manufacture footwears the sizes of dwarves. Oh poor unlucky to the giants like me cos I can't get the benefit to buy those cute cute footwears a.k.a cutesy slippers at a price as low as $3.90 or pretty pumps at only $9.90.

I went to Shop In, and in desperation I called out to the shopkeeper, "Uncle, got any shoe size ____" (pls I won't disclose) So the uncle raised his eyebrow and smiled, "Okay I see first." So I waited for a moment and he came out with a box size ____ and opened it. GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME IT'S SO PRETTY, by the way it's those glittery glittery manik manik slip ons which I've been eyeing for so when I slipped my maha-big foot inside, I KNEW I COULDN'T FIT IN IT. And he had to rub it in by saying, "This is the biggest size already." So I told Mum, "I don't care I'm so going to get a new pair of pumps before this Friday, or worse still, if I couldn't find any, I shall be desperate and get slip-ons instead." Mom gave me the disapproving look which means we must get out from the shop a.s.a.p before her mouth starts to work like an overtime factory.

So on the way back home when I was in a minute of depression, Mum told me, "Just continue wearing pumps, so that your foot size will maintain throughout the years cos it's enclosed, if you wear slip-ons, you feet tend to 'kembang' and I tell you, you can never find any footwear for the rest of your life, considering now it's already difficult for you to buy ladies' footwear."

Ohhhhh mayn.

At night, the whole family (minus Younger Bro and Younger Sis who were so engrossed with the computer) gathered together to eat ice jelly, so when Sis pulled out a chair, it was exceptionally heavy cos Blackie usually have this tendency to sleep there. So me being me who likes to nickname my cats with maciam-maciam merepek names, I just called out to Blackie by calling him, "Nurul..." and coo-ed the pussycat. So Dad went, "Ape Nurul?" OKAY SO THE REST OF US BURST OUT LAUGHING and I nearly spewed out the jelly from my mouth eeeee so buruk. Then Sis was like, "Skejap2 panggil die Siti, skarang Nurul pulak." It was impromptu la, anyway I like to call Brownie by the name 'SITI'. I don't know but this is so ke-melayu-an. Siti lah, Nurul lah. WTFH. Oh btw both Blackie and Brownie are male 9-year-old cats.

And tonight I was glad I empty-talked (berbual kosong) with Nurul Amira, she filled me with the happenings in her life, her CE thingy, it is so damn interesting! Apparently she's joining this SYF marching thingy to gain CE points! HAHA! Of all things, marching miraa!?!?! Nevermind if I got the chance this 1st July I'm coming down to watch her march. And laugh my way down till I'm on the ground beside her. I can imagine her standing straight with her big basoomas out and babat-y tummy in like the one at London with super-high hat and square moustache and red uniform with black pants and the gun pointing upwards. Okay there's a bit of exaggeration there. But nevertheless, it's pretty cool to be in uniform (at long last) and march. Like, so cool. And speaking about babat-y tummy, THIS FRIDAY AT TAMPINES SWIMMING COMPLEX KAY. Meet up with the rest of the jakun-s a.k.a Mohd Amiroool and Syed Mohd Qamal whom I heard sudah very jakun and can't wait to go to Tampines' new swimming complex so I'm joining your jakun club now. It's only time to heret Siti Hanisah now where have that girl with curly locks gone to!?!?

Oh man now I really miss that boy with purple specs I wonder when can I see him again?


Stand by me and never let me go.

ARRGGHH I HATE YOU.
PERIOD.
MOTHERFUCKING SHIT.

HAH! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! I FOUND EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING THAT I SUSPECTED WERE TRUE NOW REALLY WERE EVIDENT RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY OWN EYES!

Another affair.

Maybe I haven't heard his side of his story YET but I have no doubt another web of lies will be spun to conceal the complication buttttttttttt let me remind you again that I'm not stupid.

You are one motherfucking son of a bitch.

I'm at my worst now. And nobody's making me happy. Both besties are sick. And I learnt that Mohd Amiroool is equally sick too, and so do Syed Mohd Qamal. Why are all four of you sick except for ME!? My entire family is SICK too butwhy not ME? I LOVE TO BE SICK COS I LOVE TO STAY AT HOME I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE.. ohfuckyoudimwit

I just want to spend the entire day today singing please please let me sing.

TODAY;

I was stalked by an uncle the age of my dad all the way to McDonald's cos he wanted my number but instead I ran away from him.

I fell down from bus 14 when alighting.

I broke a record of waiting for an hour. (Everybody knows I have no patience)

I tried all the sauces at McDonald's and suddenly I fell in love with their Sweet and Sour sauce and I'm developing the habit and the liking to dip all my fries in that sauce compared to last time's usual chilli sauce. (take it as I didn't know other sauces actually existed besides sweet chilli, garlic chilli and tomato ketchup)

I missed the secondary school times whereby the class was transformed into an illegal canteen, with a pack of scrumptious fried bee hoon with lots of fishcake slices, chicken and squid sold as low as one dollar. (and by the way the food is cooked by Siti Hanisah herself, who woke up as early as 4.30am in the morning just to cook for the class) And then everybody starts sneaking the food underneath their tables and had an early recess as early as 8.10 am (recess is 10.45 am!) when the teacher turned to face the whiteboard.

I missed the 20 minute toilet breaks with Siti Hanisah and then get scolded by subject teachers once we returned to the classroom. But don't they realise it's an obvious solid excuse from their close-to-death boring lesson?

I missed Joyce Leong Wang Ting! Where has that girl gone to!? I totally miss that insane maniac!


**OMG THIS POST IS SO NOSTALGIC. SOMEBODY PLEASE SHOOT ME WITH AN M-16.**

Tsk tsk.
I really need a good cry.
NOW.

There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me.

The hairstylist asked,

"Did you dye your hair?"
"No."
"Your hair texture is very nice."

*nose flares*

But I seriously thought my hair is a profitable oil factory.

AHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHHAHA. Let me roll off.

Anyway, outdated update about the memorable BVSS sec 2 camp.



3G 3G all the wayy...... short form for 3Logy.



Of course the bottom 4 are the insane leaders. Left to right; Henry, Tomo, Ammjays and Me. Tomo and I were the campfire emcees! I swear a lot of the girls were drooling over Tomo!! (whose ego is larger than life) AHAHAA.



The Hunk with sexy legs and micro mini shorts.



Goh Meijuan.



Bits and pieces of 3G..



The infectious chicky dance.



Sexy Sab and XP doing the dance.




Team spirit. I love 'em.



Baby of the group.



Carrying 'mayat'. (corpse)



Henry. The NS man.




Wasiyatomo Farid. My campfire emcee partner.



Pretty Cleopatra a.k.a Tan Nur Hanna.



Repelling. My upmost favourite.



His name is 'MEE.' And he's frowning cos apparently we had his brother for lunch.



Fork fetish.



SYAs with Zatan during debrief.





This girl beside me is being missed by yours truly.


I love the camp. But right now I'm still feeling bitter cos I couldn't make it for the C8 camp. It's heartbreaking. I sweart that's true. Cos the C8 camp fell on 12-16 June, and the Gunung Ledang Camp fell on 16-18 June. So it's a clash between the last day of the C8 camp and the first day of the GL camp. This heart is still in pain. I shall miss the kids.

I miss Nadiah Bte Md. Zin. Long time haven't heard from that Darlie model. If I work for Darlie next time, I promise I'll give you a lifetime supply of Darlie okay, and be the lovely model. Meet up soon, baby.

Amira Bte Nasir, Amirul Bin Nasir, Hanisah Bte Hamzah, Qamarulzaman (sp?) Bin ___________, sorry dude I don't know your full name. HHAHAHAHA OKAY SHOOT ME.




I WANT MY BOYFRIEND NOW AND I WANT HIM RIGHT NOW.

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me.

I'm used to being unappreciated all the time. But today's one was an exception. It's eating me slowly from the inside and is gradually driving me nuts.

I finally got myself a haircut. Now the hungry lions had shifted their attention to someone else's hair. WOOHOO.

Oh oh, hmm. I'm beyond elated now. ((:


Triple sixes?

Waiting for the digits to come is as if I'm waiting for the birth of my baby. ANNOYING. Even a cat can grow blue whiskers by now.

WHERE THE FUCK HAS THE BATTERY OF MY CALCULATOR GONE TO!? OH BATTERY BATTERY, WHEREFORE ART THOU!?!?!??!?!?!

Boring siah.


Amira, Hannie, Malmal, Amirooool.