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Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Memory :)



One day you told me that we were going to grab some food outside, so I enthusiastically get ready and so on. But as we got in the car, there was a telephone call and you said that we need to drop you off at the Petronas building, just a while so can grab some stuff. Again, I uttered an okay. Arrived, you told me to wait at the foyer, and you disappeared into the elavator. I waited for almost 10 minutes, thank god the sofa was so comfortable there, when a text appeared from my cell. "Ada emergency meeting. Maybe lama. Tunggu kat foyer".

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Thing that I hate most in my life. Waiting.

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So I sat comfortably on the sofa for the first 30 minutes. The big screen besides me showed Petronas commercial, from what year I wouldn't know. I was trying to not looking at receptionists, both male and female, who were unnecessarily friendly to people that everytime a person came in they will point at me and introduce me to them. About who am I, like they knew. I tried not to care, as I thought the meeting would end in no time. But I was wrong. Three freaking boring hours and I was still there, now watching the repeated commercial on the big screen. It wasn't that I like watching them, coz for God sake, I think Petronas had been in my life even before I was born, but my mp3 had run out of power and I need to switch it off.

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It was about 5.oo pm that the meeting actually ended. Meaning, I was sitting there like mad for more that three hours. I was quite upset then, thinking how time flies for nothing. But seeing your face, I realized that I wasn't angry. Not a bit, tho I didn't get the lunch I thought I would be having, tho I had waited for three hours with strangers around me. It was because it's you. My dad.

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Of course it was boring to wait at a place where all you can do is sit n stare aimlessly at things. But when it's for you, it will always be okay. It sure was disappointing, to lose a chance to have some time together, but you know what? I was quite proud at that time. Because remember the two unnecessarily friendly people? They kept on introducing me as "Anak Encik Yunos", and those people nodded at me, because they all knew you. Because they respect you. And having a dad who is respectable by others, how couldn't I have any bit of proudness? :)

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After all, you still made my day. Tho it was only from the McDonalds Drive-thru booth :)



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A short memory for Fathers Day. Happy Fathers Day in advance, daddy



To all sons and daughters, read this and happy watching!

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God knows how much I miss the old days :)









Sunday, March 14, 2010

I thought friends are for everyone :(


When Ayoon told me about her friend purposely humiliated her through facebook few weeks ago, I secretly wished I could stand out for her. You know, purposely and humiliating people are two big no-nos for me. But Ayoon thinks its still okay, considering that they are her friends. But recently, a friend of mine just did the same for me, and most importantly, for no reason at all. I was shocked, but it didnt stay for long. I got much better things to worry about other than some cheapo's talking bad about me. And through facebook? So lame.


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I wonder, why such people have to do such thing? Like for the person doing that to me, I am not sure if it was satisfied or not with my respond. Like seriously seriously, I dont have the time for stupid, immatured matter like this. Please grow up, pal. Pretty pretty pleasee. Maybe you did it to gain attention, but it makes you sound even stupider than ever. Huh.


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I think I am considerate enough towards you. I dont want a war, I dont want anything. Not even revenge or equal humiliation. All this while, I ignored people's talking about you being this and that, because I thought I've seen the other side of you. But you proved me wrong. They are absolutely right. I feel sorry for you. And also to myself, for even considering you as a bestfriend. Pal, I dont hate you, I just cant love you anymore.


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Readers, Im sure all of you have friends. So I just wanna ask, in friendship is there any terms of "stealing others' friends" ? Because I was continuously blamed for it :(


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Thought friends are for everyone T.T







Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Growing pain.

So far away, I wish you were here

Before it's too late, this could all disappear..

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Is it wrong to try not to care when you feel like you mean nothing to someone who means everything to you?

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Dear best friend, I miss you.

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Sunday, January 17, 2010

Once upon a time I was a loser.

When I was a schoolgirl, young and naive, I'd always wanted to be "in" with this group in my class. Because I was only a librarian and most of them were prefects, for sure I was having this feeling of inferior towards them. But they did accept me well, thanks for my brain that at least I could cope up with these "elites".pheww. So I was in, the group I mean. But when times flew by I realized that one of them, named XX didn't like me so much.And I didn't like her either. Perasan sangat. I now she was smart, but I'm in the straight As list too. Whats the different,babe? So while others were being so kind to me, this girl continuesly ostracized me until we finished school. We both succeeded with flying colors and we went to our own path without even having a last glance to each other.

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Recently, after quite some years, we were reunited by fate. Thanks to Facebook, I guess. Heh. So I was okay with her, (it wasn't me who added her in my friend list. She did, okay?) despite everything she had done to me. There were other friends too, and we settled up nicely and were so happy to finally gather again after a long time. And guess what? She's the only one who's never try to talk to me, even virtually, or respond to the comments I've send to our group members.What the heck, buddy? Am I invisible? Or I guess your insecurity comes back after seeing me, now?

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I'm in a good course. I earned the scholarship. I am going to further my studies overseas. How about you XX?

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Now we know who's the biggest loser here, right? Congratz!

You had put quite a show :)

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Sunday, November 29, 2009

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 :))))

Thursday, July 2, 2009

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.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

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
(-.-)
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!
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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.
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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
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This is just one of those
Lonely night
The good times gonna come
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See me then
Investing so much
In you, in you, in you
Came so close
To the edge I do, I do, I do
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This is just one of those
Lonely night
The good times gonna come
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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
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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~

Saturday, May 16, 2009

.of cards and presents.

The very first present for teacher's day, in 2 days earlier. This cute fella gave it to me when I visited his school 2 days ago. Do you know what that zebra really is? Its an eraser! Haha. And amazingly, it can stand. This reminds me of what my friends used to give the teachers for Teacher's Day celebration when I was in primary school. It always be pen, soap, tissue and even biscuits! But nowadays, methink its not happening anymore. My sisters are always demanding for expensive stuffs to be given to their teachers. No more pen. No more soap. -.-
Here I present you, Azhar, giving me the present. Yeay!

Is that zebra enough for a teacher? Absolutely not. Haha. This teacher is being soo materialistic now.*evil laugh* So this poor kid need to make a Teacher's Day card for this cute teacher.LOL. Actually this task was given by their teacher, not me, as I was only surveying the kids and not teaching like before. But it was fun to be with kids, the reason why I ran from my Standard 6 (where I was assigned to) to this Standard 2 class. And this cutie showed some effort to draw Teacher Liyana's picture. Or I can say, he asked his friend to help him to finish the drawing.

And surprisingly, my name was on the card. So automatically, the card was meant for me. Am I right or am I right? :D

*it supposed to be TEACHER liyana lah! pouting*

*me, from the eyes of the kids*

*thank you, students*

But, one of the hooligans in the class actually accidentally stepped on my assesment form. Waa~ left me a huge footstep there. Look, Look!

And nervously, that hooligan tried to erase it. With his hand. And it made it even dirtier. =( So I asked him to stop and vanish from my view. Haha. Just kidding. Im a good teacher~



I was quite happy that day. I know somehow I'd prefer to teach these hooligans rather than the upper standards. I love kids! Always have, always will. And for this time, the best student award will go to this fella. *clap hands*


*i feel them cling and cleave to me*
.happy teacher's day, peeps.