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May 1, 2005

Cookiology

Cookiology Posted at 10:01 AM

cookie: noun US sweet biscuit

ANYwho....lol.

PESTA RIA MGS 2005!!!

::pre-event::

>>this is mun's 'signature' broken leg tactic to make people run for a roll of cellotape just for her...ptsk.

>Sounds of Music...*rollseyes*...yoke mun and kit yin with...stick thing. lol.

>>yoke mun, yannie, kit yin and vern with stick thing in the park...

>>after choral speaking practice, yannie and kit yin killed vern in the middle of the road...

>>Crime Scene...and the reporter of Map Discovery, Aimi Syazwani takes pictures for her big break for the NIE race...

>>AHAH!...more big news as this reporter also found the slaughterhouse where........she herself slaughtered 10 or more teddies and dolls alike to make the dollweb...

::The Event::

>>5Sc1's en la casa!!...lol. The original plan for this hotspot was way cult-scary BUT...some people prioritised money-making more than quality that half of the tricks couldn't be put to use BUT...I have to say I made a pretty kick-ass banshee.....nyeehahahahahahahaha!!!.......made a couple of kids cry though...

>>5Sc3's Hair and Body Deco in Gamer's Haven crib was our main hangout for the day =). I lost count to how many times I was summoned to this room for I wonder what reasons...hmm? (lol, yannie, *hint hint*) Pretty wicked place and they ran out of glitter before I could get my black cat...hmmph.

>>anti-clockwise from top- mayyan, fran, me, vern, and kit yin...2nd photo on the spot and we were super impressed with this one compared to the shot before, courtesy of hsien han.

>>yannie's soggy noodles...i bet it was too soggy they gave her 3 chopsticks to eat them with. lol...

>>...is it just me or is this shot not centerised...LOL...courtesy of fran lee.

>>vernie, fran, me, and berlina courtesy of doyou.

>>the things yannie does to embarass me.....LOL.

>>FINALLY some different people in our photos, ahaha...the 2 normies plus siti and geeta.

>>yannie, vern and fran

[.....and at the end of it all I had a helluva splitting headache...bummer]

::the aftermath::

>>the yannie and gabby made the already literally sick-in-the-head me all wet and dirty...(lol, that sounded so wrong...). one candid photo.

>>sick SICK people...LOL.

>>this is cute...these filthy kids couldn't get any duh-tier they thought...before we laughed our arses off thinking they were probably lying down on footsteps of people who've been to the pony ride section stepping on all sorts of god-knows-what bodily fluid and solids...HAHAHAHAHA.......

[It was hectic when it started, super hectic, then there was a major part in the middle which left me dwelling in depression for whoknowswhat reason and somehow the end ended enjoyably. We had fun, we had loads of fun. Met loads of people, old friends alike, and half of the people I never thought would turn up. It's good.]

::late-night aftermath::

[I had NO solid food whatsoever except for fran's leftovers of soggy sandwich and a couple of cheap (as in qualitywise cheap) drinks. I think the food and drinks dept. weren't all that...]

>> so BLIMEY was I in sublime happiness when I went home to a father who went..."Go help your mum bring out the plates and salad and whatnots, your cousins are coming over for a barbeque picnic..." WAHEY!!

>> mmmMMMmmm...chicken and lamb and thousand islanded salad and garlic baps and chili.....

>> and sigh...i was feeling rather emo that night...

...and today I got myself a sore throat and sore jaw tendons probably from the agonising screaming and shrilling and wailing yesterday...

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May 7, 2005

*yawn*...

*yawn*... Posted at 07:23 PM

i have helluva lot to tell.......... ...and i can't be bothered. try me.

go nuts

May 9, 2005

muax

muax Posted at 03:28 PM

I kissed MiMi on the cheek =D!!!!

Mayyan here anyway =)

We're at the library now and someone and another someone are craving for cookies so yeah, we're seeking cookies online. Any cookies delivery?!

I just saw a sick guy who's holding his "STRAW". pffah.

The both of cookies lovers are discussing bout cookies now. Diabetes!

I dislike cookies. I LOVE CHOCOLATE =D!!

Literally chocolate.

Anyway, why am i using mimi's account to update?! LATER!!! haha.

history book. typing sound

go nuts

May 9, 2005

stand MY ground...just MINE...SOLO MIO...=)

stand MY ground...just MINE...SOLO MIO...=) Posted at 08:22 PM

People shall read journal entries that are worth the indulgence.

Which is in other words, people shall read entries posted by YOURS TRU...uh no, yours with condition =). I'm worth the indulgence?....[alrighty, who the bleep jinxed me?? my choices of words are really starting to sound suggestive these days...]

ANYwho..........

SUPER WONDERLICIOUS CINQO CIENCIA UNO or what they all call 5SC1 WON MOST COUPON COLLECTED ON PESTA RIA with the nett total of RM9000+ (i can't really remember the exact digits) but whatever, breaking the oh-so-very-far record amount of RM5000 from the past-year events.

Bloddy wicked!!!

And you know what's also bloody wicked??

OUR BANNER [SPOOKY LAND aka DEATH TRAP] ALSO NABBED 2ND RUNNER UP FOR BEST BANNER AWARD AMONGST THE 40 OR SO GROUP BANNERS.

e-yeah, this is flippin' heck, wicked sweet. i'm loving it but still. the downside of it, yea, our death trap thing itself didn't turn out as satisfying as expected. blimey, even i admit it. it was a total chaos and if i came in as a visitor, i'd say it was a bloody ripp-off too but heck, i love those who came because at least they had faith that Sc1 was stereo-typically going to be a smack-down good one. ta much everyone.

. sorry it wasn't all that. ta much to all...ALL 5Sc1-ers who put in a lot of invisible sweat onto putting them rubbish-load of bin bags and tables, and stitching up curtains, St. Johnners who made them bottles of almost-very real blood and bloodclots which reeked so

horrifyingly i almost barfed out my insides while terrorising the dolls and hanging them up. Thanks especially to Siew Sin and Jia Yii for having to stand these pesky little whiners. We're really sorry but heck it paid off!!. Thanks to all those who lent their mirrors and flourescent sticks and costumes etc, and sorry to those who never got them back intact (i still haven't told mumsie dearest i broke the shade to her table lamp that we bought back in L'Anglaise...and she'll strangle me when i finally do =). Big up, y'all, i feel like making a speech, but whatever, well done, sistazz...

Side note, 1st runner up for most coupon collected for games was 5V3 with their Undying Haunted Maze down by RM2000 in difference but fret not, i honestly think their maze was tonnes better. At least it was a...ahem...real maze. lol. 2nd runner up went to 3 Heron.

1st runner up for Banner Award went to 5Sc2 and drumroll..........Champion was THE LIBRARIAN BOARD OF MGS!!!...~YAY!

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On friday I realised, my friends are the greatest of all greatest people i was ever destined to meet up with. i cried for them, and i cried with them. and God knows how i bleeping hate crying. so ima post some names here now...:

Kambengs
Norhana Rosmida ~hanna
Aimi Syazwani ~me
Syafiqah ~ika
Siti 'Afifah ~tot
Faeza ~ej
Fairuz Amaleena ~peoy
Norliana Hanani ~liana
Azimah ~azie-comel

....so i still don't get why.....arg, nevermind =P.
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Last Saturday, Azimah, Peoy, Ika, and I went to supposedly study at Polo Ground at 8 am and f--- I couldn't be bothered
to be less tardy as always, lol. But then I only started to appreciate how actually beautifully serene the place is. Shady trees and all, clean, happy family jogging and cycling and stuff. In the end our books weren't being opened up so much. Haha. We went brisk-strolling, went on the MINI SLIDES AND SWINGS AND OTHER FUN PLAYGROUND BARS AND CRAP...lol. and took lots of pictures! Will post'em here asap. We imitated people doing tai chi and yoga and all without them realising,
we went 'hunting' for couples being at places they shouldn't be. LOL, like hidden shrubs and all doing God knows what. And naturally, once, we saw this couple by this dark place along the jogging trail, we just stupidly acted as if we've 'found our spot' and sat ourselves on the green right in front of them and opened up our physics and history books and whatnots and after a while......the couple fled cos we were making too much of a noise, AHAHAHA....that was SUPER FUN!

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sigh, life's good.

go nuts

May 11, 2005

Posted at 09:52 PM

I'm in for NOTHING.

I hate doing for nothing.

I hate having to think there's nothing around.

There is nothing in this lost reverie of mine except for useless, volatile happiness too small for me to feel or anybody as in everybody to remember.

I don't want too see or hear not now. I want to just sleep and sleep and sleep and sleep some more and more still until I can wake up to....
to a face.

God knows whose but fuck it, why do I bother asking and trying and doing things I thought sparked even a little speck of undeniable hope within the darkess abyss inside this foolish soul?

I'm just sick of too much. So bloody much.

And If I find the person who killed Blacky I swear......nothing.

go nuts

May 16, 2005

Lady Alexandra of Coventry

Lady Alexandra of Coventry Posted at 05:23 PM

...was there ever one? Well if there was I'd love her because she was my inspiration today.....

Bless thy imaginary soul, my lady. =)

I'm in a jolly good mood today. God knows why but this is lovely as it is. Suddenly, everything seems so vividly decorated. Not so much colourful...but full of life, with sublime clarity. Suddenly, I can tell the different sizes of dust particles in the air and laugh at the thought. When I came home from school today, my room looked like one of those pastel-coloured bedrooms at Ikea even though I'm yet to be done with spring cleaning with the hoover still on the floor, carpet rolled up, and 1001 stuff still on the bed. My hot shower just now felt 10x more rejuvenating. (The last time I felt like this I stupidly put clearasil instead of pantene on my head and kept putting more on because it wasn't foaming until it knocked me in the skull...LOL). The Mars I'm chomping on right now just tastes super good!

Papers today were consideraly...o-kay, nothing to be too proud of. More formings. But they don't matter much for today. Mucha gracias, Dio. Gracias por un dia (that feels almost) perfecto para mi.

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So I was in the car from school today. Mum wanted to stop by The Store for a jiffy and there I was, solo yo en la caro, in my own teddy tales town. Totally lost. Was looking around and feeling at peace and all when I saw this person walking by the raised pedestrian on my left towards a trolley and knocked it a budge but just kept on walking. The thingy slid sideways a bit before I switched my mind back on awareness mode again and saw the trolley rolling mum's car's way. For once *cough* my reflex was friggin slow and I got to unlock and open the God-forsaken door in time the cart's front hit the side of the area above the wheel. Right there was a ptsk, clear hole the size of a 50 sen. My speech cloud said; "Whoopsie, mumsie's gonna go baloney...". I was annoyed to because that car's half mine and it felt like getting one of'em dreaded scars on your phone. Arg. Then...THEN(!) I saw the same airhead walking past up front with his same side-to-side, clumsy bounce and he was an fifth former, SMI person cause I saw the name tag with a navy WC sling-bag. LOL. Heck, mum went moany and sigh-ful and everything while I stayed my very very serene state, slurping on oh-so-gorgeous chocolate milch all the way home........so nothing could spoil me mood, then, huh?

And yesterday, dad and my kid bro left dead-early for golf and my bro woke me up to ask if I wanted to come 'cause I usually do because the place dad plays at is so very Brit-gorge since it was an old British resedential area. So I'd usually go with a book or something. PLUS, I get to drive the buggieeeee!!...lol, lame, yo se, but I used to drive around the trees and the cute little shrubs while dad and bro'd be putting at the green. I couldn't be bothered to wake up yesterday though so I slept until mum got me off the bed ANYWAY to........lol, to get me the first feeling of a REAL steering wheel and the driver's seat 'cos she was too annoyed I'm delaying my law test and practicals that I was supposed to take since weeeeeeks ago. LOL. So yeah, she made me get into the car and drove around the neighbourhood still in my pajamas.

. I DID SUPER! ahaha, for the first few tries except mumsie said I still turn into bends 95 degrees turns like how I do with a go-kart (I LOVE GO-KARTS!!). hahaha, but it was fun. I so want to get my license QUICK now.....

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EST - Paper I : You are the chairperson of the Waste Disposal Unit of your town. Your people are chucking too much of a crapload of rubbish. Write a letter to the D.O. giving suggestions how to fix it.

Yan and Gab mengajukan cadangan supaya beta mencoretkan sepucuk surat dengan kandungannya seperti berikut:

Sheffield's a helluvalot cleaner than Ipoh. I am not happy. Yours faithfully, Aimi.

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Mes amis!! I hereby announce that I am almost healed off completely from COOKIOLOGY!! Ahahahahaha, this is rich.

I wonder hoooow.....I wonder whhhyyy.....Yesterday you were the subject of THE FIGHT and now you're nothing more to me, than a soggy, stale, icing-ed cookie!!!"

HAHAHA. This feels good.

But still, the memory shall stay forever and ever and ever and ever what with me having to buy a PINK Nike tee that says..... >>clique ici!!<<

lol.

Adios, muchacha! Yo no le me olvidare!

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I woke up in the dead of the night 3 days ago with a twisted right hamstring and it hurt like so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so SO VERY MUCH! And now I can still feel it. I twist my hamstrings while sleeping often too many, that sometimes I wish I could tug them out and cut them with a pair of scissors. ARRRRHHHH.......

And ever since recently, I've been having a weird tingling feeling in my tummy that's like a constant heartburn accept this one feels....it feels good actually. And it's non-stop. Like the butterflies-in-my-stomach sensation you get when your nervous but this time it feels okay so imagine feeling nervous 24/7 even though you've nothing to feel nervous about. It almost made me jump after Chem paper today when it felt extra-warm inside for God-knows-what reason.....phew.

I think I'm falling sick.

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And guess what? I loathe chemistry.

. Probably the one subject I don't like the most. Because I just don't.

But d'ya know what I like? I like Anakin.

Luegos, beautiful people!

go nuts

May 17, 2005

Pisces ~ 17-05-05

Pisces ~ 17-05-05 Posted at 02:53 PM

The Bottom Line

Someone's not telling the whole truth about their motivations. Dig deep for answers.

In Detail

You know all about 'pushing the envelope,' 'making waves' and all those other crazy things you hear about people doing. When it comes to doing those things yourself, however, you're not the type. You'd much rather take what comes and deal with it. At the moment, however, the universe is pushing on your behalf and putting you close to many incidents you'd never have provoked. It's okay. Sit tight and be cooperative. That's all you're being asked to do. That, and to solemnly promise you'll enjoy yourself.

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aHAH!!!!......summmmbody's not tellin' me summert right important...tut tut...

...but s'origh' then. will sit tight and be cooperative 'cause i an't gonna do nowt, me...for the meantime at least.

lol. rest in pieces , citizens.

go nuts

May 18, 2005

Recovery

Recovery Posted at 05:56 PM

I just had:

-chocolate milk
-eclairs
-cream of mushroom soup with grated, melted mozarella
-iced-coffee
-a cold-cut sandwich with melted, sticky mozarella too
-milo
-pretty, colourful sour-jelly strips

...skipped recess for the pass week and a half. Skipped teas and lunches a couple of times, but am comfort-binging.

At this rate i'll turn into santa by next solstice.

Lol, and I refused pills I was supposed to take today. *shrugs*.

And my right index's sliced a bit by the cheese grater.

Hmm, i might consider turning Christina Ricci or Calysta Flockhart as of today. Food seduces. It's got'ta stop.

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LOL, of all to be excited,.....daddy's the most so far with the return of BSB.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.....this is rich!

When he came home from work yesterday, got changed and all and came up to me going all, Ey, Backstreet Boys' back! Their new single's classy. Heh.

Adults around me amuse me sometimes. I'm excited for the return of...wheeee.........

GORILLAZ!!!!!!!

Yeah, baby!

And Lene Marlin too. Sultry.

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I figured it's karma or something. What goes around comes around. For all the good hoped for, bad comes eagerly to sit next to them. I guess everyTHING deserves their 'opposite attracts'. Good and bad that is. Funny thing recently I've been sharing fairly unbearable situations with one particular friend on the exact same days and heck, I've said it to many times, I'm dead beat.

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Will go read on the human skeletal system and the vascular apparatus now...

go nuts

May 26, 2005

Internal Frailty

Internal Frailty Posted at 07:25 PM

Break me a conch, now
Don't let me hear the Tuscan waters
I am distracted
But does it lean to my favour?
It can get no bleaker
Although they trapped me in a place so sterile
Dressed me in silk and plastic curls

And it makes no difference
Cold blood just feels too warm
Lied to against my senses
Finally to my dreams I succumb

Tear me well, bleed me slowly
I have lost my will to cure
I am blinking, but unable,
To see what yearning's for
Here's me now, a play-thing,
A child's toy they plainly victimise
And there is no love this time
...but it's alright.

Find me a thistle
And let it sing to me of solace
If there's no deliverance
Can someone help me find a safer place?
I can't control it
If I sink or if I swim
'Cause I chose the waters that I'm in

Don't tell me how to feel
My fingers getting numb
From wisdom I am free
Signed mistakes, lies
And grief's yet to come

Count me pretty boxes
...I have none.
Touch my skin
And feel for sunken holes.
Hold a little longer,
See it weep red tears
Rest well, my fears.

Just like I predicted
I will sink before I swim
'Cause these are the waters that I'm in.

[I started writing this out in class yesterday 'cause I had nothing better to do. The words are supposed to fit in the What You're Made Of tune by Lucie Silvas (uh yeah I'm still not done being in love with that track). Why I did it? Pfff.....I don't know....]

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I haven't talked to Vinne in 3 weeks.

Not until today that is. There were the two exam weeks and the post-pesta week so I today was the stop for the interlude. That kid makes sense sometimes. I hate it when people makes too much of a sense it takes you off-guard no matter how obvious what the person's trying to tell. You get it, but you didn't want to...

Vinne: Aimi, ----- respects you, so he talks to you. You know why? because you were the best speaker...

It was flattering for a miniscule moment, then it was a tinge of hurt the next. It's not like I hadn't forecasted it. It wasn't like I was stupid enough to not have had it registered inside my little box of common sense after so long. My skin was too thick then to let the whole situation penetrate and rest rationale in me for good. And yeah, so now, after it having to peel off layer after layer of membrane, there's only one translucent layer left. And it's paper-thin.

It's a question for the sub-conscious to ask. I don't mean to brag at all. Pardon my lack of modesty.

But...

...if I couldn't speak would you...I mean any of you, still talk to me? If I never was who I presently am in school, would you still smile at me down corridors? If I can't write, would you still have wanted to get to know me?

I have made a whole lot of wonderful friends along the way, and I love them so very much, but I am just curious to the point of oblivion, would I still have had them if I was only a commoner...or have I indirectly paid for their acquaintances?

I don't know how any of this would sound to the public, but I miss being judged as a person. I miss being appreciated as a normie. I miss being appreciated as a typical but not-so-typical person, forget my skills.

And now that I've considered it, it's true. I have people whom I really admire and respect as the individuals themselves, because I like talking to them, knowing them, I like their loving personas but am having people telling me they only respect me because I am a debator. This is not it.

When I'm here now, I want to be wanted as a person. Look at me as this person. Just a person. A person you can learn to judge and love without checking my social backgrounds. Just this. A person you can learn to get along with because I am what I am and not what I can do.....

This has put myself in obligation. To make things work better than they ever was. Now I miss life.

I miss unplanned life. I miss having to be happy without intervening. I forgot what it felt like not having to plan. So to whose advantage am I 'planning' for now?...

Tammin Sursok - Whatever Will Be

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May 30, 2005

The Bold and The Beautiful

The Bold and The Beautiful Posted at 12:10 AM

I don't watch it. Everytime I switch to the channel and this 'thing' is on it's always been sad sad loners crying by the hospital bedside or two sick lovebirds staring intensely into each other's eyes, silly blonds sobbing their hearts out and so its lame forth.

...but a couple of hours ago I was texting with Caryn and one of her messages were

Caryn: Am reading a sappy story I found that I wrote halfway 2 years ago; set in the USA. Lol....(yadayada.....)......I think our series of fortunate-cum-unfortunate events qualify a story like The Bold and The Beautiful.....

So am I saying our lives have been THAT sappy these days? My inner-ego says, hell no, but if it had to be, it could be named something like...The Young and The Hopeless 'cause I was rummaging through old cds and bingo, Good Charlotte's last, last album. And yeah, it so very oh-darn-coincidentally much refers to..uh...us?

Young, and at times completely...just utterly hopeless, it's becoming funnier by the day. Kudos to the couple of us things just happen so often we don't even know where they ever began.

It's been colourful, it has. Too colourful; rainbows would bow down to us 50 times over. LOL. What with people constantly knocking on the door and when we open it they had already fled to God knows where for God knows what reason. Little 'monkey-in-the-middle' games, and really, it's getting tiring, that game is. And, dear dear me, I do not even want to start wth how many times I've actually stupidly driven myself into instant paranoia and beyond-any-world situations for the past 2 weeks alone. *shudders*.

Things I've gotten from people:...

"Aimi, how could you?!..."
"Why do weird stuff happen to you??..."
"Cut the crap, 'fess up!=D ...and why only NOW?..."
"I KNEW this was gonna happen..."
"...this is still VERY hard to sink in..."

and i guess my favourite was..."-stop stirring your soup you're making me feel bad..."

LOL...it comes to a point people's screamings become funny...

and I find myself talking in inevitable rhymes these days...

"...I handle questions well. You, however, repel..."
"*screaming in the head* I give up!...*throws bone pillow*...and now I've nothing to hug..."

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Am back into the Celtic mood, back to spinning some really.....reeeeeally good Irish folk music, and very much in love with them...again. Suddenly Women of the Sidhe sounds 101 times prettier...

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Holidays.....no plans whatsoever? Accept for KL on tuesday, wednesday and thursday to splurge. Maybe one night in Genting. Study fest. Hang-outs. Star walk...pfff, 2 heck of some weeks these will be. Oh yeah...and seriously, ima be spending more time getting in touch with my spiritual side in between. If I'm craving for self-confidence and much much more reassurance right now, I shall resort much more often to kneeling down, looking up, and ask after I've given enough, rather than most of the time listening to others around me. Divine intervention shall justify everything else. But first I must prove I am worthy of it...

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I wanna go to Abu Dhabi...

Then maybe I'll be sent to a missionary school. I wouldn't mind, now thinking about it. I'd sacrifice everything here. I want to start fresh...

...dad had just gotten an offer to be the coordinating assoc. prof of this university there in the Middle East for 6 months.

Are we really going?.....beats the heck out of me.

Sigh....I really want to start over....

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Heh, I've heard a lot of things lately but the one thing I've been waiting, oh-so-very hopefully for someone..ANYONE for all that matter to blurt out is...

"It's official...(good things put here)"

I know what should go there and if anybody else does I'll be the happiest person alive.....for now.

...and I'm the 'sweetest' when I'm happy.

haha!
Bill Whelan - Caioneadh Cu Chulain

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