dear mr & mrs bloggie...

sorry for betraying you. gotta move. do visit me at http://fasyalba.blogspot.com/

 

see ya there~

 

cinta

fasyalba

dear mr & mrs bloggie…

 

I had another outburst just now. This time I couldn't really blame it on PMS though it's still in its habit of roosting on my life, teasing my tear glands continually.

 

Grrr…

 

Oh well, what can I say… I'm an emotional wreck from hell!

 

Saddened, albeit the mixed temperaments, *cough* my dear friends stood by me just now. And hence, this entry is dedicated to these few.

 

Yes you monkeys. I love you guys. Kheh.

 

I have a set of friends, all from different walks of life. (yeah rite)

 

We mixed with different crowds.

 

But suddenly we got close.

 

Thanks to our huffing and puffing sessions.

 

Our love for bitching.

 

And A LOT of free time.

 

To allow this magical bonding of 6 individuals.

 

And hence, to date, became the best of friends.

 

 

 

 

 

                      

Hotmaria Natalia (Lia)

 

Well for start, she's a PMS walking device, no kidding. She snaps at the merest ignorance and she's going to kill me after reading this sentence. Ehem.

 

She's a Batak plus Dutch but she talks in fluent Malay, thus it's difficult to bicker about her. So don't cause any trouble if you want to be her friend. *blink blink*

 

Nonetheless, she's the definite representation of what a friend should be. She's the most caring one among all of us. She's like a mother figure, yes. She'll scold whoever hurts her friends. She's never afraid to let her feelings (or to be more exact, her hatred) shown. It's like going into the lion's den without a sure means of emerging.

 

*shiver*

 

Alah… basically she's a chilli padi that spices up my life. Lu rock ah minah!

 

 

Scott Timothy Klein (Scottie Pants)

 

                        

He's my chill out member. Err...Duet partner as well? Terrible tunes are our fortes. Ehem... He's usually the quieter one when it comes to bitching but when he speaks, lo and behold! the words bite! Youch.

 

Despite the fact that he's Eurasian, he mixes with Malay company and boy can he speak my mother tongue. And he is always full of information. As in a walking encyclopedia.

 

I don't know why but I have always learn something new whenever we hold a conversation.

 

Personally, I've always thought that Scottie Pants is cool. He talks in a lazy manner yet his words are enchanting. Well, it certainly charmed my darling Lia. Kheh!

 

In conclusion, Scottie Pants is gerek!

 

 

 

 

Najib ( Najibah)

 

Mr Good Malay Man

 

He's the mannerly one among all of us. The decent chap.

 

You know sometimes when see your friends handing in their work in time, consistently paying attention in class and following the rules of the book?

 

He's just like that but now he lets his guards down, with regards to having friends such as myself. Tehee…

 

He's the one that laughs at your corny jokes, ready for a helping hand, dances to the music and basically being a good company. There's nothing more I can ask for.

 

Overall, he's the one who will always drag me to classes. Bugger~

 

 

Eerik (Erica)

 

Mr Cheena.

 

This boy is Mr Blur King. Like we Singaporeans call "blur sotong".

 

His reaction to our conversations is generally quite tardy. Nevertheless, he laughs at our jokes, though I have to add, it takes about 2 seconds later for him to apprehend.

 

And he tries really hard to learn malay. Yet again, several failed attempts on his part.

 

He is definitely helpful and like Najibah, he will also nag me to go to classes.

 

A good boost for my lethargic mind. Hah!

 

To sum it up about him, he's  the bongok guy who tries real hard to speak Malay. (though it's beyond doubt, no hope for improvement. )

 

He's fun to be with. Love~

 

 

Okay, saving the best for last…..

 

Introducing….

 

 

 

Nursakina

(Ina~my baby)

 

My Arabian sweetheart...

 

The reason why I go to school.

 

My angel, [a devil more like it.]  J

 

The reason why she's my baby.

 

I love love love her!!!!

 

I don't know how to begin for I want this written piece to be special.

 

Unlike the rest mentioned above, Ina and I have known each other since the first year of Poly. She's there for me through thick and thin and she never hesitates to be my shield when bullies come my way.

 

She doesn't care if people hate her as long as I am not mad or annoyed at her.

 

Our usual "Sorry k awak…." in the litany we make to make peace and settle indifferences.

 

She doesn't care if the world turned their backs on her, as long as her family, Amy and I are there for her. Errr…right kan awak?

 

We pick fights but we don't care.

 

We make the best team and we serve to intimidate.

 

She's the verbal abuser, sometimes physical while yours truly uses her wits for defense. So when combined, everyone around either hates us or loves us. We don't go for in betweens.

 

She's that kind who will tell you off if you stare at her from head to toe and she'd give you hell if you got on her bad books. She's not one to issue idle threats ok.

 

 

We bitch about everything under the sun and we love every second of it.

 

She's a cat. A wild cat. She mews but whoa, she growls as well.

 

Whenever I am in need of help, she is always ready to come to my aid, unless she's out with her dear Amy. Hehe…

 

She is not the least bit sociable but she is fun fun fun.

 

She's shy? Perhaps to whom she wants to make an impression.

 

Other than that, she's a living angel and a devil in disguise.

 

Damn! I love her.

 

*giggles*

 

 

Awak…. Thank you for being the best friend one can ever ask for. We don't go out often but please know you have my best interest at heart.

 

Thank you for sticking up for me when I'm afraid and lost.

 

You're the one I can always count on. Truly.

 

And you're the only one who understands how my mind works. Hehe…

 

Great minds think alike!

 

I can go on and on but I reckon you guys would be yawning by now.

 

Anyway this girl is one special lassie.

 

Three years of friendship?

 

Nah… more like an eternity.

 

I love all my friends be it in school or anywhere else.

 

Friend is a four letter word. L.o.V.e.

 

Heeee…..

 

 

 

cinta

 

fasyalba

 

 

dear mr & mrs bloggie…

 

Just days ago I was all inspired to write to you about my week of 2007 yet somehow my mind immediately went blank. Basket!

 

Let's try to go over the details of my week aye.

 

2^nd January 2007:

It marked Cuz Siti's 25^th birthday. Woots! The mini-celebration was held at Jurong Point's Swensen. The people present was mother, sister, Cuz Nur, Cik Pa, birthday girl and of course, I.

 

After some walks later, we headed to IMM to chill. Let me tell you, I have no idea IMM's happening can! So many choices to choose from be it FOOD, clothes and whatnots. Cool siak!

 

By the way, thank you Sister for buying me those pair of shoes. I love it. Swear! 

 

4^th January 2007:

I visited the club for some shaking. It has been ages since I've last stepped into Satan's province hor.

 

Even so, it got a tad ugly when I imperatively decided to booze myself silly. Last check, it was only 3 shots and some wee drinks. Boy was I in for trouble.

 

Oh, Juls was a true a gentleman I have to say. He was there for me throughout the whole session of puking and swaying aimlessly and grinning to everyone and etc.

 

He rushed to my aid whenever I felt like vomiting and he soothed my wooziness with his words. No kidding. Juls could actually be a romantic twit. I was surprised myself.

 

Love you Jujul!

 

Of course, let's not forget the fact that my dears were there as well. Cuz Siti, Cuz Nur, Anna and Inah. We were accompanied by Hafiz-O, Wan, Fad, Anaz and my baby Juls. Aawww….

 

So far so good kan…

 

Soon after, when I was finally sober, Anna and Cuz Siti decided to trade places with me. Haha! They were pissing drunk lah I tell you. And trust me, it was indeed an ugly sight. No offence missies. Kheh.

 

We shall end that embarrassing bit. I don't wanna get sued for exposure. Hah.

 

No Double O for the moment.

To be precise, no sinful drinks for me! Ehem ehem.

 

                        

 

                        

 

                        

 

                        

 

                        

 

                        

                     

              Just look at my tipsy smiles. *flush*

               

 

5^th January 2007: 

The day after, Juls and I spent a simple afternoon together. We had lunch, walked around in town and thence,headed home. Plain, yes? Yet, it seemed too magical to be left out for this entry. So forgive my sentiments eh.

 

6^th January 2007:

It was an incredible day for me! I was in for a surprise and damn was I happy! It's too personal to discuss so we shall leave it at that k. Maybe with time, I may tell you the good news.

 

Congrats to me! Ahem.

 

Headed to town right after, walked around, blah blah blah… saw some twits…more walking….yadah yadah yadah…. Then went home.

 

Period.

 

8^th January 2007:

Right after class, I made my way to the usual hangout to have coffee with who else, but my darling Niuu… We had fun catching up on our lives hoopla.

 

Unquestionably, it would not be complete till we gambled the evening away so there we were, so intense with our games. And evidently you should distinguish the champion. *cough* Ok fine, I lost. Grr….

 

Damn you Pakau!

 

Nonetheless, I was delighted to meet my Niuu. It has been that long since we have met. Till our next meet up, babe. Same place k?

 

                        

 

                        

 

                        

 

 

                       

10^th January 2007:

Filled my time with my beloved classmates. Laughing, bitching, puffing and again, laughing. Studying? Nah…. Better to put my time to use, no?

 

And here I thought it couldn't get any better. But it did.

 

For a start, having to witness the downfall of those slimy backstabbers in my class.

 

Secondly, looking at their defeated expressions just tickles me.

 

To think that you guys are male! These dirty games are not your cup of tea lah. Let me just say that sorry guys, try harder. I was too appalled to be angry for I was not expecting this kind of sleezy acts from you guys. The same can be said to your new girlfriends as well. Back off while you still can.

 

*smiles sweetly*

 

Karma's a bitch, deal with it.

 

Ha Ha Ha Ha…

 

*laughing evilly*

 

Ha Ha Ha Ha...

 

*echoes of laughter*

 

What can I say... I'm a devil's advocate. Or in this case, the devil himself.

 

Oklah oklah, I ought to go to bed now. My eye bags are whooping in victory already. And I, for one, am spouting too much nonsence. Too much.

 

I'm happy!

 

May there be happier moments for 2007.

 

Amin.

 

 

 

 

cinta

 

fasyalba

dear mr & mrs bloggie…

 

I'm sleepy.

 

Truly.

 

But since everyone's blogging about their New Year, I suppose I ought to too.

 

Before this day comes to an end.

 

So here goes….

*yawnz*

 

I total majority of you guys had let loose for the New Year celebration.

 

Say….a wild partying session or simply just counting down those precise seconds with your loved ones.

 

Inclusive of booze and fags.

 

Kan kan kan?

 

The last time I had a fruitful countdown was two years back, celebrated with Juls and my sister at Planet Paradigm.

 

Eewww I know but hey, it was memorable ok. Though I have to add it wasn't the syok-est moment, considering Juls and I slept in the not-so-cozy-tent at the beach while dear sister slept comfortably in her Intercontinental Hotel suite with her dearest boyfie.

 

Sheesh.

 

Back to my say…

 

So how was my New Year celebrated?

 

With all due respect, it was Hari Raya Haji hor.

 

My sister and I teamed up to wear Jubah, hence Jubah we girls wore.

[To those of you who are not aware of what Jubah is, it is actually an Arabian black robe.]

 

Kheh.

 

I kinda like the feel of it. Pious sort of look. Ehem.

 

It was truly a merriment day for my cousins were there too. It was the exact definition of fun minus the liquor of course. Heee…

 

Sadly, as the day came to an end, when everyone was gone, I was left in abrupt gloominess.

 

Home. Ouch.

 

On my bed.

 

Slumped.

 

And bumped.

 

ouch ouch ouch!!!

 

Countdown was so disappointing.

 

Dear 2007…. please be good to me!

 

For now, I'm too tired to write my adventures in 2006.

 

And I'm still considering my resolutions for 2007 despite the fact that it will be redundant anyway.

 

So wait up.

 

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In connection to this whole hoo haa countdown.….

 

At 11pm on 31^st December 2006…

 

I daresay the whole lot of you was just about ready to pump up for the celebration, yes?

 

Ill-timed for one, I was told that my sister's dear friend had passed away.

 

It was saddening to hear about her story. Well, god loves her more indeed.

 

I was fortunate enough to have been acquainted with her for a few meets. Even so, she was one to be remembered. Always.

 

My sister and I attended her funeral just now. 

 

                    

 

 

These are worn only for specific occasions ya.

And I have no idea how to wear a tudung the proper way so pardon the look.

*cough*

 

 

 

On a more serious note…

 

Oh the agonies...

 

Melancholy. Grief. Pain.

 

No other words to replace those emotions I saw in each and every of her loved ones.

 

Yes sister, I feel you.

 

Amidst those tears, I was fuming too.

 

I was piqued to see her group of friends, be it Chinese, Indian or Malay dressing so casually as it they're out for their outings.

 

Pardon my boorishness but ack, they were too much lah.

 

You don't wear sleeveless tops or short skirts or Bermudas to a funeral. Hello!

 

Why do you think they call it "pay your respects"?

 

It is kind of literal!!!

 

Stupid is what stupid does and stupid is indeed what you goons are!

 

Bongok!

 

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Speaking of stupidity, this leads me to my next topic.

 

First and foremost, I want to thank Anna for showering me those compliments in her blog. Flattery does not become me so we shall leave the credits be aye…

 

We had a jolly tête-à-tête just now via Msn of course.

 

One of the many conversations we had was concerning hairstyles.

 

Yes, puzzled you there, haven't I?

 

Let me share you something about me, okay…

 

Firstly, I say what I feel, despite the consequences of people's feelings.

(Ironically, I am a sensitive person as well.)

 

My words always got me into trouble even though they are used without provocation. I'm not one known for violence but my sarcasm usually does the trick. If it is not sarcasm, wit is my other defense. It holds an iota of truth ok. Justified?

 

I don't go for wisecracking….it is just calisthenics with words. Waste of time aje.

 

Some people are stupid enough not to read between the lines but when they do, they got all fired up and damn it's hilarious!

 

Anyway…. The whole motive of my clarified ground is to tell you that regardless of my say, I am only human so excuse my rotten behavior as this entry is meant to spite.

 

 

The reason why Anna and I discussed about hair was because of two nitwits actually.

 

For one, apparently a certain someone had her hair snipped . It definitely didn't suit her face for it kind of made her face look rounder than ever. *Next time, try getting a hairstyle that suits your face shape hor. Don't bother attempting haircuts despite the trend.

 

I'm not trying to imply that I have a nice hairstyle for even you have to admit, with my long oval face, short hair suits me better. Yes, go shoot me.

 

Hey, I didn't say I like my hair any better. It's still thin and limp so all is fair eh.

 

 

For the other twit, her hair is perpetually disarrayed and unkept. Even after getting a job as a flight attendant, her hair is still unruly. Eeek! But she insists on calling my dear friend a retard. She is badly in need of a mirror lah Anna!

 

 

Thus, that became our next laughing stock for now.

 

We banter at the merest gimmick and this time they sure put smiles on our faces. Don't blame us; those idiots brought trouble to themselves. Next time do not try to get into our bad books for we usually will fight till we witness your downfalls. Pray tell when we will discard on our pursuits to see your ruin. We don't give up easily you know….

Muah hahahahahah!!!! 

 

*more evil laughter*

 

Sheesh… I don't wanna be mean ok. Circumstances called me to behave in this ill manner.

 

But for my case, I was innocently unaware that she wanted to jeopardize my relationship with Juls with her senseless spectulations. Plus, she bestowed her contradicting values to me as if she's some kind of saint. Puhleeez.

 

So when I finally got the gist of her whole intention, she had automatically created a spot in my book for being the most ridiculous creature to try to mess with me. And that called for my spiteful behavior. I don't like dramas unless I know the story well. So don't try to be funny with me.

 

As for Anna, it is not really my place to tell. To shorten it though, that twit I was talking about is her boyfriend's ex who will do whatever it takes to win him back. Let me repeat that; whatever it takes.

 

We are not victims. But we refuse to believe that we're villains when we were not the ones who started this whole shit at the first place.

 

They called it upon themselves what.

 

Tsk tsk…

 

Poor them eh Anna….

 

In what way are we pretending to hide our animosity ni…?

 

As far as I'm concerned, I'm inviting more.

 

Anna was called a pretender. As for me, there's no need to elaborate. You get the drift.

 

Stupid fools they are.

 

Okay, I'm beginning to speak in riddles.

 

Well… to round up my evil entry, I just want to tell you readers that well I'm nice…

 

But niceness has a price.

 

So. Mind. Your. Words.

 

*blink blink*

 

Nonetheless Happy New Year!

 

364 days to go…

 

cinta

 

fasyalba

 

 

"Feelings…. Nothing more than feelings… Trying to forget my… feelings of haaate!"

 

Dear mr & mrs bloggie…

 

Ok, I bet you're pondering whether I am in a state of grumpiness or not.

 

Well, truth be told, I have no idea what I'm suffering right now.

 

Perhaps boredom (duh!) had crept in, thus this meek confusion.

 

Nonetheless, I'm feeling all lousy.

 

Damn.

 

First and foremost, Juls and I had a teeny tiff, concerning his waning attention on me, of course.

 

For a start, he had promised to meet me today but he dropped the bomb and told me he had to work, hence leaving me near to tears, and I was so pissed at him, all I wanted to do was smack his silly face with my slender fingers as we didn't meet for three days already yet he doesn't seem that affected while yours truly was missing him like a twit lah can! Yup, a sally of anger.

 

I was disappointed that it wasn't palpable to him since it suffused my being.

 

Argh!!!

 

 

However, considering I am a "lady of patience", I had brushed off his peccadilloes and caved in to sulking.

 

Grumpgf!

 

Ranting any further and my head would definitely explode in multi ways. Go figure. These voices in my head kept battering away ceaselessly!

 

Now, just to annoy me, he's going to take a perverse stand of ignorance. Bah!

 

 

Secondly, with regards to my holidays, I have, ladies and gentlemen, gained a kilo.

 

One bloody solid kilogram consisting of extra solidified FATS that are now floating happily around in my stomach (and had permanently made a place in my love handles) and eagerly waiting to be squeezed.  

 

You can't possibly blame me, you see. It is, after all, the holidays. I was just following the rules and regulations of school holidays.

 

Like the malay saying goes "makan tido makan tido!"

(Translation: eat sleep eat sleep!)

 

My weighing machine can go to hell!!!

 

To aggravate my conditions further, I have to experience literal pain. And it was SO not worth it lah can!

 

I went to have my eyebrows threaded. It was the first time for me, so as expected; the unwanted tears were streaming down my cheeks.

 

The product of the whole ordeal was not up to my expectation for my eyebrows looked thinner than they already were. Blasted!

 

Just when I thought luck was on my side, absurdity chose to be my friend.

 

!!!

 

 

On a better note….

*phew*

 

Despite my mundane days at home, my sister was there to enlighten my distress.

 

She was truly a sweetheart ok!

 

Yes sis, you're the best sister of all the other sisters I have!

(khekhe… ok, this has always been a corny joke between my sister and I, for she's the only sister I have but we like to make it sound as if we have lots of sisters and we're the special sisters among the rest. Got it?)

 

Ehem.

 

For instance, at 3 am in the morning, I was suddenly famished after watching the boring shows on TV. [And to think it was Christmas… Sheessh!]

 

Thus sister offered to cook for me.

 

         

 

 

 

 

Oklah, nothing much, just baked potatoes and egg salad but BURRRP I had went. *blush*

 

What can I say... I'm easily contented.

 

The next day, she made me a big brunch. Sweet!

 

And she was companionable enough as to accompany me to the library where we had a jolly good time choosing books. Haha…

 

Consequently, we chilled out at the café for 5 hours bickering about our huge f****y when cuz Siti and Nur decided to join us for a while.

 

Soon, night came, and we headed home, but! not before a visit to the store to borrow a few DVDs and thence we watched them till the wee hours of the night.

 

Aww… Aren't sisters the greatest thing ever?!

 

*grins sheepishly*

 

Alright, I better end this sisterly mushiness. Don't want to ruin the moment.

 

And going all praise on her is unlike me eh.

 

Hah.

 

Happy holidays mr & mrs bloggie…

 

Have a great weekend!

 

I know I am. Well, just a tad.

 

 

 

cinta

 

fasyalba