Hello, New Year!

Hello, people!

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...and may years ahead bring more happiness, joy and success. Amin.

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For about two decades of living, I can say that life is not easy. There are times we rise and fall, but eventually it makes us strong enough to keep on running. I am grateful to live my life and to be me, because it is something anyone else cannot be, not even close. On top of everything, I am thankful to have my beloved family and a bunch of great friends.
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One thing in my 2009 wishlist was granted. I wished to finish my foundation year and pass the final exam. Yes, thank God I've passed, tho the official result is not out yet. Pointer? Keep your fingers crossed, peeps. Wish me luck! Huu~ For 2010, I wish to:
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....and landing VOGUE-ly! yeahh.

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Life is like a box of chocolate. You never know what you're gonna get.

Seize the day :)

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Doakan saya berjaya dengan warna2 yang berterbangan. Selamat melangkah ke degree year, Liyana!

Adolescene's innocence?

She was once a little girl, a very quite and obedient one. She was the kind of daddy's daughter who never objects, the perfect junior me. The one Abah said was the most similar to me in attitude and almost everything. That's Mia my sister.
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Mia will be 13 next year. I never thought she would grow up so fast that she now will be heading to a journey to be an adolescent. And frankly, I don't really trust that she is ready for a teenager's life. But now, I really mean now, she did change a lot. She becomes a rebel and continuosly acting in defiance. Not to mention, she now moves out from our shared room, preferebly to stay alone tho she knows that I do not dare to sleep alone T.T
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Is it hormone? Or is it nature? I didn't remember myself changing that much during my time. I just feel like I don't know her anymore. I try so hard not to fight with her but nowadays we seem to fight more and more often with each other. Is it because I don't understand her enough? Yes, I really really don't understand her. I hope this interval of time will end soon. Please cross your fingers :)
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In the meantime, as a good sister, I'll try to look up for something about children pshycology. I'll try, OK? After all, I may as well be teaching children in the future :)
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Cheers for Mia!
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Footnote #1: I have quite a few posts in que. Others will come later ok?

Footnote #2:Somebody said blogging in English is a way of showing off. I don't agree. What say you?

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Give you something to think about, huh? Till then :)

Sayang, you can dance!

One of the reasons why 2009 captures many beautiful moments in my life is because this year, I start something that I've been longing to since like forever. I dance! Though I dont have any experience in this thingy, let alone expertise, I really want to try it. For even once! So, together with my lovahs, I babystep to the world of dancer and to my surprise, I never wanna stop. Not even now.

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I remember volunteered myself for dancing since late 2008, when the seniors demand for dancers from TESL students. But unfortunately, the performance was cancelled at the last minute and to admit, I was quite disappointed. Seems like my hours of practice are thrown into the stinky, black garbage bin. Plus, we were about to do a traditional dance for "Walinong Sari" and for the beginners like us, we put a very commited effort for it. For nothing :(

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But our first performance was during the Suara Jati Night, when we were invited to perform. It was on 30th of July if I'm not mistaken. So with less than a week practice, we got on stage performing a country hiphop dance, Hoedown Throwdown from Hannah Montana movie. It wasn't anything serious anyway, but we were extremely happy. As if we got all the fame from that night. Hahaha. We were seriously beginners.

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And we named our dance group Legasi Katana, which we ourselves weren't so sure of the real meaning. And this is also because they rejected the "The Red Songket" name I gave :(

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the legacy.katana legacy :P


naming a few: lanlan.ridz.yayan (me).pyan.tyra.mierul

...plus afifi,lara,tq, hannah

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My second time was during the Teacher's Day celebration, in which we collaborated with the Rajawali Sakti Group performing Kurik Kundi. This day was also when we promoted our Siswa Budaya Club which is looking for new faces. This time was even tougher than our first time. With two days practice, and the stress put by the senior dancers (who were extremely enchanting.lovelovelove them ) make us not at ease. But the performance went on smoothly at last. Thank God :)

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Behind. Left to right: Ridz, Tyra, Kak Noni, Liyana, Kaber.

Front. Left to right: Izat, Kak Sya, Kak Syue, Lara, Pyan.

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Legasi Katana and Rajawali Sakti--hand in hand

[the senioritas: Liyana, Noni, Tyra, Lara, Syue, Nisya]

[those from Legasi Katana]

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The best time ever--TESL Night 2009. With the theme of Arabic Masquerade, we put on our mask and rocked the stage! We performed an Arabic-modern dance, with range of songs from Amr Diab to Lady Gaga. The duration was the longest since before and I have to say, I never commit to anything harder than this. For this performance, put aside everything. I missed one or two SS discussion for it.

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Seriously, it worth it.

the poster :)

princessas

the moments captured :)

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I had so much fun that night. It was totally the night I'd like to remember for a lifetime. We could taste the sweetness of the sweatS-y practices we had (Euww).

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In a nutshell, I just love dancing. Hee :))

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For the cynical lookS and jokeS about me clubbing whatsoever, just go to hell. I don't give a shit lah! I take it as a compliment, anyway :))))

bon anniversaire, bitch!

to my dearest RIDZ ;-

HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!

for being friend, for good times and for bitch-ing together, here's a present for you (this probably has arrive at your wall :P )

[you and me.once upon a peaceful evening]

Before you get terharu with this present, let me advise you not to. This is just because I'm terribly bored at home and I don't know what to do with your pileS of photo in my device. But, as a return, I demand for the same for my next birthday :PPPP

yours truly,

yayan chantekk :)

Pink Fingers :)

This morning I made a cake and it turned out to be deadly delicious. Not as good as my fav choc indulgance, but good enough to convince me that I could do something with my kitchen.

Back then when I cooked Maggi murtabak for my friends they also said it was good (but a bit oily.Hee :P) And during our camping, the Nasi Lemak-Backwoodsman-Style that my group cooked was like...four-thumbs-up!

So, I'm not that bad, right? :))

btw pink fingers is the term like green fingers, but to put it in a kitchen context I replace the "green' with my fav color. Hee :PP

I've been thinking to you know, like stop my non-stop eating habit. But being home, foodies are such a bliss. And there are absolutely nothing that support me to do so. You know, things like 3 boxes of ice cream in the ref (and having ice cream in bed when its raining outside), your mom's cooked nasi lemak, and last night, bbq!

It was fun, tho I hadn't make up with Ayang yet. I dont know why, but we always fight with each other. Sometimes I feel like I hate her, like I am gonna take the top I bought for her back. Weird right, but I think I hate her because I can see myself in her. Stubborn-to-death.Huu :(( Whatever it is, m not gonna talk to her until she apologise *sigh*

things I hate about you :(

• for never fails to make me laugh when the sky is grey

• for being the one I know I can always rely on

• for understanding everything I have to say even before I spit out a single word

• for being the one I wanna talk to everytime I shed my tears

• for staying by my side when life is not as good as I always thought

• for being the person I love more than my bffs

• for nearly makes me choose love over friendship

• for being the bestest friend

• for being the one who holds my hand when Im feeling terrible

• for playing dumb everytime I look in your eyes

• for being so gay

• for the childish look.childish talk.childish manner

• for the hug I'd never forget

• for taking care

• for being the person I wanna see everyday I wake up

• for being you, the one only I can see

• for backing away when you think its the best for me

• for being the one I never shame to sing, to dance with

• for never share your tears when its the thing I'd like to do most

• for keeping the distance

• for ignoring

• for tearing me apart

• for making me see you in a different light

• for being you

• for loving.when it seems impossible to

• for still being the one I run to

• for making me post this crap

I hate you. Just because.

when it doesn't go your way, look up the blue sky and say, "it's ok"

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It's a good thing that we have someone who'll stay, even life is not that good anymore. Thanks.Do stay a little bit longer ♥ -from my facebook :)

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Batu Feringgi, last night with Pyan and Diela :P

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I know my blog is turning to a photoblog. I dont have much time to write longer :D

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the driver and the car

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the hungry belly

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the hypocrite hungry belly 1



hypocrite hungry belly 2 and super duper hungry singing belly

not-thirsty-anymore bellies :p

happy bellies in front of hard rock shop :))

photos around hard rock cafe

ps: Chris, how's your nasi goreng? Sedap tak? :DDD

choose

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love and friendship.

which one will you choose over the other?

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Haven't heard of John Denver?

Earlier today during our tutorial session, we talked about love. When Mdm Choong asked our opinion about love, we gave variety of answers. I answered that love is togetherness, as I think the most important thing in loving others is our willingness to stay by their side during the ups and down of their life. But it’s not this matter that kept me from feeling sleepy then.

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The four-letters word had actually struck my heart like hell. Few days ago, somebody told me that I’ve been living my life with too little love in my heart. I was shocked to death. I was about to say NO--when I looked at his face and I realized that he was right. Yeah it took someone with that VERY BIG influence on me to give a wakeup call of what I’ve been all this time. Whatever the person said, like always, were all correct. No doubt. I lived with too much negative thought about things. Too much dissatisfaction, too much complaint, too much doubt, too much insecurity, too afraid to love people. Yes, I was paranoid! But maybe my heart was designed that way, there’s not much for me to do, innit??

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but this song actually shifted my heart a bit. I could feel the joy of loving then.

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Perhaps Love- John Denver

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Perhaps love is like a resting place

A shelter from the storm

It exists to give you comfort

It is there to keep you warm

And in those times of trouble

When you are most alone

The memory of love will bring you home

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Perhaps love is like a window

Perhaps an open door

It invites you to come closer

It wants to show you more

And even if you lose yourself

And don`t know what to do

The memory of love will see you through

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Oh, love to some is like a cloud

To some as strong as steel

For some a way of living

For some a way to feel

And some say love is holding on

And some say letting go

And some say love is everything

And some say they don`t know

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Perhaps love is like the ocean

Full of conflict, full of pain

Like a fire when it`s cold outside

Or thunder when it rains

If I should live forever

And all my dreams come true

My memories of love will be of you

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At the place I am now, I mean HERE, I don’t think there is any person that I totally trust, totally love, totally share secrets with, totally rely on.I just don’t believe in anybody that easy. Oh, maybe there’s somebody here. Someone who I’ve open my door for. Somebody who I am willing to share more with. Somebody that I thank God for. Sayang kamoo, pal :)

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Well I think I ought to change, for real. I should love more, kan?

Put your mask on, dancers!

Tesl Night was over!

Few details bout the event:

Date: 19th Augut 2009

Vanue: King Hall, I4P

Theme: Arabic Maquerade.

It was awesome! (except the fact that a "lalat" had actually spoil my mood that night) The hall was full of colorful costumes, enchanting masks and also wonderful performances. And not to forget, I was also in one of it! :) Looking back a week before, that was the time when I was most preoccupied with work. Assignments, forum, presentations, practices, all drove me up the wall. But thanx to those who supported me all this time, sayang kamooooooooo semua *hugs*

Picture of the dancers :-

*oasis masquerade*

Even though it was such a tough time, but doing things I love with people that I love always make me feels good =)

*pyan*

*tyra*

*ridz*

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Thanx pal.Sayang kamoo :)

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and not to forget, Cohort Two, as always,

WE ROCK!!!

*credits to Diela Delilah*

.Dear Miss Follower.

Hello readers and followers~

It had been long since my last post.I'd been very busy few weeks back. But the good thing is I just got back from Genting Highlands with my sayangness and it was a wonderful trip. I just wish I could stay longer :(

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Now I, and so do my cohort mates are busy with the induction week for the juniors. Seriously, from the two days activities, they were so passive. And most importantly, some of them were rude. Dont wanna elaborate much in here. I got another more important thing to write.Whatever it is, hopefully they will get better by times. I understand the feeling of being new. And by the way, one of them catches my eyes. Not one mine, but also Ridz's and Pyan's. Why? Only we know :D

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Now, the vital part of all. I'd been keeping this since like long ago as I was too busy to blog. But now I just wanna write looong bout it so that the particular person will know that I already know what she did.

Well I heard somebody talking behind my back. Yes, it is normal. We can't shut others' mouths up and they also can't shut ours right? So believing in basic human right I want to stress here that I dont write this post with anger. I repeat, NO! Indeed, I'm laughing out loud at that person. SHE's so pathetic. Quoting what she had said,

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"blog yana?hampeh!"

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That's gross mama~ First thing that cross my mind when I heard that is I'm going to face her and ask her what her problem is. Actually she was having some kinda disagreement with my close friend and out of all sudden the blog issue came out, creating the above statement. That is why I was so mad at that time. I was not there, and I wasnt the reason they had the disagreement so why should my blog issue came out? But thinking back of this blog thingy I realized that my actual purpose of blogging is just for self-explanatory. I never think people will read my post, let alone for them to follow my blog so I write basically for myself. If she thinks my blog is that shitty, and she still reads my post, and still be my follower, isnt that makes her aint any different? I think it makes her sounds even more shittier than my blog. Am I right or am I right?

Look I'm giving another example, in case if you're not so clear. You found leftover meal on the table and you're like "euww, that's gross" but then you take it and stuff it in your mouth. Don't you think that the gross one is you?

So my point is, dear Miss Follower, if you think my blog is hampeh, and you as my follower should be way more hampeh right? One thing, feel free to stop following. I don't fancy people like you. Well at least I don't hop to others' blogs and ask them to follow my blog. And one more thing I don't follow blogs just to make the bloggers follow my blog back, like you did. The proof is, I don't even follow your blog right? Because it's boring! I only follow blogs that I like and worthwhile reading with no content like "I'm so bored today. Lets dig into the fridge and see what we can do. Owh I have some prawns here. So today we gonna cook bla bla bla...". I't is so out of date baby. You should be more creative in bringing out a subject. Look, now I'm making fun of your blog back. Not out of anger or revenge, just a bit puzzled with what you said and what you've done.

Im getting tired of writing this. Seriously, expressing feeling thru writing is sort of hard now. Besides it's about people who I dont really like. It's such a waste.

Again, readers and followers, please ignored this entry unless you have all following criterias:

a. a girl

b. a blogger

c. my follower

d. i dont follow your blog

e. on of your blog post is about cooking.

f. your blog is damned boring.

g.you actually asked people to follow your blog.

h. you think i hate you all this time (and its true)

i. you are the one who talks bad behind my back.

j. you believe that I'm writing bout you now.

You owe me an apology. Thank you.

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ps: And by the way, its not only my blog that she thinks is hampeh. There's another one. One of our seniors'. One that I think is interesting and worthwhile reading.Well, I don't wanna say who~

And the boom boom clap ends--

June 3oth, our very first performance as a group in this college. "Legasi Katana" is the name choosen for this group of amateur dancers, even I prefer "The Red Songket" name more. We were given the honour of doing the closing performance for Suara Jati competition that night, even we only have less than a week to decide and practice the dance. At first, we were torn between the "Walinong Sari" dance and the "Hoedown Throwdown " dance. And oh by the way, it is the dance you can see in Hannah Montanna the Movie :) After a short discussion, we decided to go for the Hoedown throwdown thingy, even though it's a modern hip hop-country dance that we'd never tried before. And believe me, the only guide we had was a solely video from Hannah Montanna dance crew. And yet, I think we've done a good job XD

.pyan.yana.tyra.

.star or stardust?.

.yana.pyan.


.legasi katana aka the red songket.


.tyra.yana.pyan.

.rajawali sakti, our seniors.

.with kak noni.

.ridz.pyan.yana.

.ridz.yana.tyra.pyan.

.lara.ridz.yana.pyan.

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I've been trying to upload the video but it's no good due to the crappy internet connection here. Well, I can say it's just the agony of being one of the ground floor-ers perhaps. Well, its already uploaded in youtube so browse your server, peeps (if you're interested). Just search for ....err..our group name =D . The recording was not so good though, and I don't even know who was recording it at that time. If God willing, I'll upload it later on, because my recorded-by-mr labu-version is way better. Thanx foster :)

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Just a little thanks for my " Legasi Katana" crew for giving full cooperation to each other, and for having faith when we dont have the spirit to keep on moving.

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.Hannah, Azlan, Tyra, Ridz, TQ, Pyan, Lara, Mierul, Afifi and of course, ME! :)

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Footnote:

Looking forward for next week's skits performance. Now I wonder am I in a teacher trainee instituition or Akademi Fantasia. LOL.

you give me something

"I never thought that I'd love someone that was someone else's dream", James Morrison in You Give Me Something.

I think I started to see someone in a different light. And it's NO good :(

you want to stay with me in the morning

you only hold me when I sleep

I was meant to tread the water

now I've gotten in too deep

for every piece of me that wants you

another piece backs away

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cause you give me something

that makes me scared, alright

this could be nothing

but I'm willing to give it a try

please give me something

cause someday I might call you from my heart

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but it might be a second too late

and the words that I could never say

gonna come out anyway

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why do we ask for better once we had the best?

adieu Rambai!

That is it. No more being Rambaian afterwards.*sobs*

Today would be the last day of pampering myself at home. Coz tonite, I'm going back to Penang, where all the miseries will begin. :( I would say that long holidays are somewhat not good, especially for me, as it leads to a torturing homesick afterwards. That is me, always have. And the 'good' (or whatsoever it is called) news is, we're moving to Pala! From Rambai to Pala, what a ...revolution! You see, they are talking bout Tesl students not mingle with other courses', but now who makes the decision to locate only us in a same block? That's something to think about, people. To Anak Pak Man, congratulation for successfully moved to Amra. Tomorrow, I'll experience the same thing, and I'm not pretty sure if I'll mislocate my arms and limbs ( or maybe it's Tyra's arms and limbs) during the process. But at least, I'm not going up the hill, and I, or specifically "we" still be close to our food source. :D

Despite all of this, I'm still looking forward to the first day of school. Not being enthusiastic of handing in LDV homework, no people, neither to hear of any upcoming assignment. The reason will stay a secret, at least until that day. After that, whether you see it or not, something is going to happen! To the particular person, I hope you still remember our promise. Feed them with some drama, okay :)

Tomorrow's not only be the starting of my life in Pala, but also the starting of our third semester of this foundation program. In a few month peeps, we'll be having our finals. We have been doing so good until now, so keep it up, everybody! We were starting it together, so I'm looking forward to finishing it together, too. Good luck, friends. Let's win the battle. And remember, whoever didn't finish reading "To Kill A Mockingbird", you're digging your own grave, dear!

Just a simple reminder to someone who I know will read this entry, stop writing rubbish dear! I know you know that I knew you couldn't make it big, so you made it up, right? Reading about how great you and that person look together makes me feel as sick as the first time I listened to Soko's "My Wet Dreams". It's disgusting!

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It's not the cutie little Hello Kitty that my sister used to collect before, neither my pet, Luxury in the Pet Society. It's a COPYCAT!

I hate it when people are copying, or better explained as plagiarising my ideas or work. I had experienced quite a number of incidents when these copycats make me their victim. I understand that as teenagers sometimes we tend to follow what people do because we want to be like them, or we want what other people have because we may think they have more than us. But plagiarising people's ideas and work, I consider it as inconsiderable. You are suppose to get as much as you deserve. If it's not yours, it won't be yours even though how many times you declare they are yours. You are cheating yourselves, aren't you?

For me being a copycat is as the same as you cheat. Not only people around you, but also to yourself. I'm not saying that I'm so good that I never cheat. Yes, I did. I still remember when I was in Form 4, I hate doing Add Math exercises. So me and my best friend Yak always exchange our homework. She'll finish my Add Math tutorial and I'll write her EST essays. We're practising barter system! But at least I got A's for the subjects in SPM, so it doesn't matter much for me. As for her, I think she's doing good as a medic student.

Well, back to the issue. I think I had enough with these copycat thingy. Once, my lecturer asked us to find notes for the next lesson, so I found some and brought it to the class. Then I left my things to go for break. When I came back, I saw this guy reading some notes, and it seemed familiar. So I told him, "we have same sources!" and he said, "no la, this *** asked just now who want the notes. This is from her" I looked at it very carefully, and guess what? Its mine! And then the "innocent" person came in and without feeling guilty, she said to me," Oh, I borrowed your notes just now and photocopied it for the class". WITHOUT EVEN BOTHER TO ASK ME FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, SHE DID DIG IN EVERY OF MY STUFF TO LOOK FOR THE NOTES. Sh*t!!!!

I hate it when somebody messed with my privacy. Yes it's true that we need to give and take. But if everytime it's you who's giving without taking, it's too much.

Not long after that, while everybody was busy with the exam preparation, I made this notes of the topics that were constantly repeated by the lecturers. I'd put in so much effort in it. Then this very close friend of mine asked if she could borrow it and I said yes. I'm more than happy to help others. But the very same person who had "stole" my notes before had take it from her, and photocopied it for her friends. OMG what's the problem with this fella? Always want to do the same thing to me. And the worst is that, the notes at last got in my hands, but it was claimed as other's work.

"Oh, it's ****'s notes" She allows if you want to copy it"

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Another sh*t is going on here.

Well, I guess there's still many of my fellow friends who don't even know that it belongs to me. Well, it belongs to that by_tch right?

Forget about that. I'm not that bad that I hold grudge over the matter. But afterward, I'll be extra careful that these copycats will not dare to touch my thing AGAIN.

But recently, my idea was ONCE AGAIN been plagiarised by somebody. OMG please la, you are not that stupid to copy other's idea right? Well, I don't like to be looked, or sounded similar to others so I'm TRULY expecting you to stop using it. I tell you, it doesn't even sound original anymore. And it's all thanks to you!

If you still using it as if it's yours, you are definitely THICK-SKINNED, babe!

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I know I'm quite blunt, but I like it.

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Please back off, copycat.

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footnote: I'm so kind that I even say "please" :)

good times gonna come?

slow it down..

make it stop..

or else my heart

is going to pop..

coz its too much

yeah its a lot

to be something I'm not..

WARNING: This entry is basically about self-explanatory ONLY. No hard feeling!

Premis 1:

One fine day, as Miss Letch asked us to find a poem for us to recite the next day, I browsed few websites on poems. That was how I suddenly came across this poem.

A STORY FROM THE HEART

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I once heard a story straight from the heart

About a girl and how her world began to fall apart

It all started when she met the boy that made her life complete

Just thinking of him made her heart skip a beat

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They were the couple everyone wanted to be

There were no imperfections as either one could see

As the weeks passed they fell more in love and were less aware

Of how often life turns out to be unfair

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Until one day she finally gave in

She realized there was no way she could win

She said I'm sorry but i have to let you go

As he reached for her hand she pulled away whispering no

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When she turned around a tear slid down her cheek

He just stood there speechless, forgetting how to speak

The next few days were the hardest at home

She truly felt she was all alone

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Her mom pushed in her face how she had won

Her dad said "i knew he was just another one"

Her sister said "come on you'll be ok"

And her brother just tried to stay away

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At school it was like her friends weren't even there

None of them seemed to really care

Her life had no more color, just black and white

Even getting out of bed turned into a fight

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Despite their tries things just weren't like before

Then he decided "i don't wanna try anymore"

At that she tried to cut him out

But the more she ignored him the more her feelings began to shout

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When she saw him that day she could no longer just walk by

And before she knew it her mouth opened up and out came "hi"

He looked up and said "so now we're talking?"

She just smiled and join his walking

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Everyday they talked a little more

And everyday she began to like him a little less then before

As the months passed by she became more and more aware

About how its ok life's unfair

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Because eventually everything becomes your past

But your memories will always last

And with that i hope you see

Not all love is meant to be

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But hold on and don't give in

Stand tall, hold up your chin

And believe me when i say

The right one will come one day

He'll open your eyes to things you couldn't ever see

I know this because..

this is a story all about me...

Your interpretation?

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Basically its all about a typical heartbreaking love story right? What had made me so that into this poem is the last part,

About how its ok life's unfair
Because eventually everything becomes your past
But your memories will always last

Could somebody be that positive? I know things happen for a reason but somehow there are things in this life that we can't let go no matter how hard we've tried. Do you agree? But of course I'm not talking about the lame puppy-love story here, I'm talking about a real life situation. For example if you lose a friend for a stupid reason, would you simply accept the fact that the friendship you've built has come to the end?

Premis 2:

This morning (or maybe afternoon) I was texting with my roomate Tyra, bout hols and homework we had. Out of the blue, without a warning, "this name" just pop-out in our conversation. And without a warning too, my heart felt like its about to explode sooner or later, because somehow talking about that person makes me feel uneasy. I remembered the night when Tyra sent me this message, reminding me of "that person's birthday.

OMG what happened to this world? Duh, it doesn't revolve ONLY around "that person"!!

But my heart ached. No matter how tough I might look from outside, this thing is undeniable. I can't help myself from sigh and sign and sigh about how life is unfair. If life is that good, then why should there be problems? Why we need to hurt each other? Why life takes back what I had before?

.I miss being Dolphins.

.I miss being us.

.I miss our smiles.

.I miss our laugh.

I truly miss being with you all!

.....

Things we had before, why everything seemed in black and white now?

GOOD TIMES GONNA COME by AQUALUNG

Need to know

If you're letting go

It's alright,alright, it's alright

Didn't know I was hurting you so

It's alright, alright, it's alright.

...

You came to me from nowhere

With nothing

And no-one

Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Goes to show

You never really know

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

...

This is just one of those

Lonely night

The good times gonna come

...

See me then

Investing so much

In you, in you, in you

Came so close

To the edge I do, I do, I do

...

This is just one of those

Lonely night

The good times gonna come

...

In the end

We let it go away

We let it float away

On the breeze

'Round the bend

The sun is in the sky

It's starting to look like

It's gonna be, yeah, it's gonna be

A bright

Beautiful day

...

Yeah, the good times gonna come, oh no

The good times gonna come!

Now my heart is really going to pop out. I can hear it screaming inside:

footnote: mimpilah yana! and you know you never had a dream comes true~