yesterday wasnt any good.
i got bored and started pulling a long face.
choir was freaking urgh.
due to old babi picking on us.
then went home had a shouting match with her.

today morning started bad.
woke up only to continue shouting.
walked out of house angrily.
cried buckets.

came to school.
had remedial.
had a massive headache.
won for the group ferero rocher.

came back.
still head achy.
dont think i would want to go to school.

and i failed my a maths like predicted.

dear ma,
hoorah for you.
you made me feel worthy of nothing.
i am afterall a loser which you carried for nine months.

mama bought me a dress.
the vintage one.
the one which i keep eyeing.
the one which i kept thinking of how many months of allowance i should save before i could buy.
the one which..
you get the picture.

i can wear that dress for the budaya thingy.
which requires formal wear.
which is in kl.
which im going with siti.
which muhi is also following.
which...
you get the point.

i told siti.
nanti there kite tidur same same eh?
then she was like ok.
then i asked muhi.
eh muuhi satu bilik tiga orang.
kau nak join sekali?
kau kan perempuan.
ahaha.

anyways,
mama is out now.
with abah.
melawat-ing some sick person.
and abah said.
after that they go for a movie.
so called second honeymoon.
like real only.
and i said.
abah pergi arh.
nanti ana kunci pintu tak kasi abah masuk.
how adorable can i get?
sheesh,lets see.
VERY?
ahaha,
oh my dude,
im cracking myself up again.

ok.
so today went to madrasah.
and then stayed back to listen to syarahan.
im a responsible muslim.
ahaha.
then met up with atuk.
atuk said he found his wallet and wanted to belanja us kfc.
in times like this,
i feel like hiding his wallet.
and then get treated to kfc when i return him the wallet.

ouh p.s.
the atuk is my biological atuk.
and not the bass guitar playing atuk who listens to emocore.
X)
dude,
my atuk can be outgoing.
imagine him going out in his songkok while screaming out lyrics to metallica.
ahahah.
im making fun of my atuk(biological).
okay.
when i see him i shall seek forgiveness and hope and wish he'd give me a fifty.
agahgahgah.

ok.
set.
done,

dear mama,
if you were feeling generous,would you pay for me to perm?

ok
toodlieu.
=))

p.p.s
did you know i have a myspace account which i rarely use?
how stupid can that get?
hmm,
VERY?

im feeling very 2003-ish.
or was it a year before?
lets say 2000+ ish.

anyways.

dashboard confessionals-vindicated.

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye




i want a notebook.
not the one which kills trees.
but the one which can you know,connects me to the world.
ahhaha.

ok so.
todays performance was okay lah.
no microphones.
but hey at least i was in tune.
and that old ugly hag action only.
basking in the audiences' attention.
by ugly olg hag,im pointing at my conductor.
extra special konon.
kiss my bloody ass lah smelly bah kua.

ok.
i realise my vulgar words are being replaced by funny words.
like smell old bah kua something like that.
but when im mad till hell freezes over.
theres this anger like lightning flashing in my eyes.
and id be like all the vulgar words you can ever think of.
but hey,dont get comfortable with those vulgarities.
because i believe that violence doesnt solve a problem.
ok im waaaay off track.

ahaha.
anyways.
i showed abah my blog.

ok im done for today.

vindicated.
im off to watch barbie with fatin.
ahahas.

aren't i cute?
ahaha.
anyways.

sandi thom-i wish i was a punk rocker(with flowers in my hair)

Chorus
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didn’t play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and radio was king,
When accountants didn’t have control
And the media couldn’t buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything

Chorus

When popstars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Save the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teen and anarchy was still a dream
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

Chorus

When record shops were on top and vinyl was all that they stocked
and the super ********* was still drifting out in space kids were wearing hand me downs,
and playing games meant kick arounds
and footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

Chorus

I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair


read the lyrics.
its nice.
and the song is quite nice too.
i like the video for it.
=)))

i need to go to sim lim asap.
can somebody accompany?

snare drums.
brazilian drums.
puerrrto rrrricooo.
blah-de-blah-de-blah..
ok done.
=))







yellowcard-only one.
I feel so broken up (so broken up)
And I give up (I give up)
I just want to tell you so you know
Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do
You are my only, my only one

today,went study-mudy with idah at lib.
i wasnt studying.
in fact,i was doing her homework for her.
what can i say?
i am afterall nice.

so we sat at a table with high seats.
dude!
i swear there was a pretty guy there.
he was wearing a cap and listening to his mp3.
he was doing work of course.
then we(idah too!) were infatuated.
we were hit by cupd's arrow which was over dued.

so we went giggly giggly.
i went camwhoring with idahs phone.
i practically wasted her battery till it reached the red line.
so we suddenly had this idea.
why not idah action pose.
then i snap the pretty boy's pic.
so idah action only.
she bent down.
i took my hands to the phone.
so i was saying bend lower.
i snapped and poom!
a pic of pretty boy was on idah's phone.

and i was dying trying to suppress my laughter.
i was like breathing through my mouth but in agony.
then idah action take cartoon's picture.
then i was like take one more time.
but she deleted the pic.
idah even wanted to take the pretty boy's shoe.
and i was laughing my ass off.

so i said.
i am gonna find books.
you dont try anything funny.
and i said.
i'll be back!as soon as possible that is.
and idah kept raising her eyebrows trying to irritate me.

i went and borrow.
but as i came back.
he was packing up.
sad.
but i saw him full frontal.
we were sitting next to him,so we only saw side view.
pretty boy was gorgeous!
idah thought he was malay.
but i think he's chinese.

pretty boy is cute!

but seriously,
i think he saw us taking a pic of him.

dear pretty boy,will we get sued?
will you send us your lawyers letter?
though if you do,
i am a little happy for at least we'd get to be in close contact.
ahaha.

ok.
idah,
pretty boy was looking at me the whole time tauu.
X)

pictures in the next post.
till then.
bye lovelies.

blogger swallowed my bloody post.
blogger,you bloody bitch.
i typed with my whole heart seh.

anyways.
im down for a maths remedial!
yay!
if i got an A1 for A maths,
why should i need remedial?

dear azhar,
i know you are excited when you see me.
but you dont have to like shout my name loudly.
though i appreciate the attention people give me.
ahaha.

i am afterall an attention seeker.
but not to the extent like s.

ok anyway.
jannah is coming back from babi land on thursday.

i had a fun time fishing with mk ngah and family.
like i laughed alot.
seriously.

okay i shall relate.

you know how fisherman cast their lines far far from them.
well, syafiqah tried to copy but it landed right in front of her and got stuck to the rocks in the sea.
and i was like rolling on the floor laughing.

then when she finally freed the line a fish was caught.
then i brought it up but the hoook was stuck on syaf's blouse.
i was trying to free it while the fish was still stuck on the hook.
a man passed by and said what a big fish!
then i looked at the fish and said huh?
so small wat.
then i looked at syaf.
and i got the joke.
the man was referring to syafiqah.
since syafiqah was stuck on the hook,
he assumed i caught syafiqah.
its funny,seriously.

then there were this couple from dont know which country.
and they were talking their foreign language.
and syaf looked at me and started sprouting foreign nonsense.
like"om sey komo tu la keh ni"
and i was laughing before she finished.
funny sia.
tickled my freaking insides.

ok done.
and i got scolded during bio for talking and laughing.
today was laughing day.
hooray?
ahaha.

today,went study with siti and muhiyuddin.
i realise that muhi is a crap talker.
hes like loyar burok seh.
i was like
eh muhi,where you stay?
what for you want know?
i stay at home.

then i was like eh muhi kau potong rambut eh?
then he was like tak ah.aku gunting.

see how loyar burok he is?
then we laughed alot.
then i was like looking at the passing girls and he looked also.
we were studying at woodlands cc.
then i was like muhi tengok perempuan ajer.
then he was like smiling.

then he looked behind me at boys playing badminton.
i turned to look also.
then he went farhanah tengok lelaki ajer.
and i guffawed.

okay.
so im reading my testimonials.
all 144 of them.
so al muzammyl gave me one.
here it goes:

this girl...i have known her since last year...she is
-very smart
-a good fren
-sometimes laugh loudly
-better than me at certain subjects

and she chooses stupid kind of correction tape...cause of it's shape...

and i remembered how i sat next to him during malay lessons last year in the midle of the year.
i bought this correction tape.
it was cheap.
then as i was using it.
i came across it having a shape of a man's penis.
and i told him.
eh look.
my correction tape like konek eh?
then he turned around and showed it to irsyad and zaid.
and they both laughed.
oh i miss those times.
=))

and the main characteristics that describes me are:
cute-i mean WHAT can i say.
funny- =))
loud-again,i cant shut my mouth.
sensitive-i hate this word.
caring-duh!
crazy-hickory dickory dock.
lame-this i have to agree full heartedly.
clever-seriously?i have to agree.

ahaha.
and many people describe me as their sayang.

dear all,
i am glad you appreciate me this much.
and i appreciate you too.
awwws.
mushy?
ee-yuck.

Dear God,
if you aren't too busy,
would you let me have voice like Beyonce?
this is so that when i sing,window panes wont break.
rain wont fall.
people wont faint.
can?

Dear God,
if you are free,
would you let me be perfect in the eyes of everyone?
for so people wont look down on me.
for so i would be confidant to step out.
and not worry bout anything.

Dear God,
if you feel like granting my wishes,
would you let me get abducted by aliens?
for here,
no one cares.
at least,when i get abducted and be a specimen,
aliens would try their best to keep me alive and happy.

Dear God,
PLEASE??


dear ex-friend,
im listening to those songs we enjoyed.
remeniscing maybe?
we had fun while it lasted.
you made me laugh,
you made me bash,
you made me feel secured.

you were like a rock tying me down to earth.
now youre gone.
im left alone,wandering like a spirit.

God,
wasnt that mushy?
eee-yuck.
=)))

KAU!

AKU TERASER SAK.
KAU BERBUAL PASAL AKU KAN?
ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU TOTALLY WROTE ABOUT MY CHARACTERS.
DUDE,

YOU NEVER EVER BITCH ABOUT ME IN PUBLIC.
BUT IF YOU DO,DO IT WITH A FRIEND.
YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE.
YOU STUPID CUNT OF A BITCH.

NOW I AM MAD.
SERIOUSLY.
I AM TOTALLY GONNA CUT YOU OFF.
I AM GONNA MAKE YOU FALL.
JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE.

but seriously,
how can you write that about me.
even if i bitch about you(which i am not sorry)
it is with friends whom you too know.
dont you realise that your friendship with us were never real?
that it was just an aquaintanceship(eh?).
but do you have to attack me in a very public form.
are you trying to be a hypocrite too?
so what if im childish?
i know how to respect.
i know whats enough.
unlike you.
you self-centered whore.
and its like you are so fucking idiotic.
you are so sickening to the core.
bet you thought i was thick dont you?
you think i cant read between the lines.
and you are such a hooker.
you bastard.

I HATE YOU.
AND WHEN I HATE,I MEAN I REALLY HATE.
AND I'D DO ANYTHING TO SEE YOU SUFFER.


dear friends,
do be careful.
for you know what?
I BEAR GRUDGES.

okays.
im blogging.
happy?
later jannah my deeeeaaarrreest loveable cousin is going to china.
for some helping out thingy.
so i talked to her on the phone.
and i joked around.
she was like what you want buy?
then i was like i want hair curler.
then we agreed.
if she buys hair curler.
then we can exchange.
she borrows my straightener and i her curler.
yipee.
and then i was like.

"jannah,you know in the airport you have to go through baggage check and metal detectors right?would there be a beep when you walk through the metal detector?becuase of the braces"

and i laughed.
god,i was cracking myself up,yet again.
then she was like tell mak long(mama) maaf zahir dan batin.
then i was like kau nak pergi umrah ke china?

funny lar
jo,you wont understand.
nyeh nyeh.

i love jannah.
and syafiqah.
and shikin.
and a little bit of akmal.
cuzzies for life?
my ass.
i have to tahan them for like a whole lifetime.
and i shall love that.

dear jannah,
i still believe that 100 bucks for china is still not enough.
=)))))
love,
your dearest,loveliest,prettiest,cutest cousin,
ANA

i had a dream a few days ago.
i dreamt that i was going to see deathnote part 2.
and i saw L.
and i was so happy.
when i got near him,i found out that he was not L.
he had a jambul like the curly type.

schools nearing the end.
and we are moving class!!
im happy.
finally same level with the rest.
but im gonna be super lazy to climb up the steps.
ahaha.
so we are moving to 3s1's space.
then 3s1 move to 3s2.
3s2 move to 3m5.
get it?

im coming back to paint the class soon!!

The Fray-How To Save A Life
Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

i love this song.
im gonna send mp4 for repairing.
=))

i ordered abah's cake!!
his bdae is on sunday.
i love him!

i was supposed to go to sim lim today.
i was supposed to get my mp4 mended.
i was supposed to be out with a smile plastered on my face.
BUT.
guess what?
i had to have a freaking headache.
and like my nose just HAD to get blocked.
and that bloody shop just HAD to get closed early today.

i did all my homework which has to be handed in tomorrow,yesterday.
i was feeling bored.
and i was feeling hardworking.

im soo catching ugly betty today.
its like so funny.

i need a maths tutor.
super patient and has super effective teaching method.
and needs to be caring and not shout at me when i get wrong answers.
any takers?
fees will be sweets.

ouh i finished keeping faith in under 2 days.
486 pages read.
and i borrowed a book under the same author.
she's really good.

ok done.
hearts you.

ok im posting again.
i got stuck on this book.
warda lent me keeping faith by jodi picoult.
its soooo good.
ok.
so the week has been ok lah.
i got my history and socail studies test.
i think i would get an A2.
wooohoo.
even if i dont like ss.
coz i aint give a shit.

this week,during physics lessons.
i sat next to jo.
then she kept bugging mr koo on "i dont understand!"
so mr koo explained.
i was writing down lyrics of face down by rja.
then mr koo was like you know where this goes to?
the class was like quiet except for jos voice.
so mr koo repeated the question.
and i dont know why.
but i suddenly burst out saying
UNDERWEAR!
then mr koo went haha funny joke of the day huh?
and the class burst out laughing.
bravo for me.
=)))

ok.so basically.
nothing happened.
i liked watching izzatis match.
we finally went ljs.

i still remember during my pri school days.
when the bookworm gang came to school during assembly times.
and they told us a story.
then they ended the story with
"reading IS FUN!!"
oh how i believe them.

dear josephine,
you should really try your hands on reading.
ahaha.
and i love you.

Books are a person's best friend.

Siti Nur Farhanah.
Seven-teen.
211092
I don't smile at strangers,especially female.
I burrow my soul in books for they are my place for escape.
Talk to me and maybe I'll listen,or maybe I'll zone out if you're boring me.



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