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Thursday, June 30, 2005
Assalamualaikum wr. wb. Hmmx.. itz now 1.25am and I've just ended my studies. Pretty tired right now especially caz junnow had NPCC.. so ya.. hmmx.. where should I start.. okayz.. let's start from d event yesterday.. well.. I went to school feeling all tired and restless as I slept pretty late the previous night as I was helping Fidz with his English hmwk.. He had to create a poem tingy with the theme; Mother. Since I do haf poetries on that theme.. I was more than willing to help despite being really tired. Moreover, I lurve poetries.. both reading and writing.. yepz.. in both English & Malay languages. I just love the way a poetry would sound.. with all d descriptions which sum of them are like being related to crappified items.. One of my poetry.. I can't remember what I item or situation or wadeva it is I described budden.. I did relate it to a dustbin. So ya.. well.. that's when I was in my hyper mood I guess and so all the craps came up. A day without crapping is so not Farzana.. tsk.. and alrytez.. getting baq to d events of d day.. I got to school.. was really really exhausted and all. I cud bearly open up my eyes. And.. during A Maths lesson.. I was partially sleeping and partially day dreaming.. I didn't even pay attention.. Alhamdulillah I cud understand what was taught from the notes given. And then, Ms Lui called my name and I was so blur! Itz rather obvious that she caught me daydreaming.. lolx.. at least i wasn't sleeping or doodling on the table again! She was lyk.. "Farzana, do you understand?" sumhow.. i thought she caught me sleeping n it directly gave me the thoughts that she was asking if I was sleeping or daydreaming or anth else that's related to not paying attention. I den replied.. "huh?? no!" n plus.. i replied that confidently.. lolx.. felt so stupid when i realised that her question was sumting else.. she was surprised with my answer also and she was lyk.."no!?" n i was lyk.. "huh??? ouh ok.. yes yes yes.. sori sori sori" i can't believe how blur i can get. lolx.. ouh ya.. ms saffiah wants to show us that she cares for us but her sarcasms are lyk so urgh! yeh.. dey r not contructive at all lorz and seriously get to our nerves at tyms.. tsk.. went to school with the idea that Mrs Cheong had really left us for good.. and suddenly I saw her n i was lyk.. "huh!? wad she's doing here??? am i hallucinating or wad" n dose ppl ard me were lyk.. "y?" n i was lyk.. "thought she left us for good?" dey were lyk.. "wad do u mean?" i was lyk.. "she retired wad.. right?" dey were lyk.. "ur head lar! since when? she went for courses lar goon!" i was lyk.. "serious!? damn celestine.. anyhow pass info. to me" i was stupid enough to believe oso.. lolx.. lyk was asrul always say "tipah tertipu" sumhow.. i find that term really annoying.. for no reason but ya.. ouh ya.. after school.. went to visit my beloved grandfather once more.. he was better.. alhamdulillah.. and he got home already i suppose.. he told me yesterday dat he's discharged today so ya.. i didn't get d tym to call him as i was too busy.. tink i go to his house tmr.. at least itz sumting.. well.. insya'allah i'll go there.. it really hurts to c him suffer the intense pain from d operation. haiz.. n he alwayz complain dat he has difficulty breathing and dat worries me more.. n ya.. d ting i almost cried abt was when he said to me.. "feel my hands and feet" i touched them and i was lyk.. "so cold.. tink u need to use the blanket" i smiled at him and helped him out.. n den he looked at me n he was lyk.. "itz not because i am feeling cold.. if d body part of sum1 gets cold, it means dat d person is dying" once i heard dat.. i was lyk.. "sheesh.. dun say such tings.. death is only decided by Allah swt" i turned ard as i felt lyk crying and plus.. I didn't want him to c my tears flow. I didn't want him to worry esp. caz his condition was pretty bad.. haiz.. i was d only visitor ar at dat tym. my grandmother only arrived at abt 5.. yeah.. 5.. n so.. while waiting for her, we chatted all d way. he gave me very good advices and i felt so touched when he reminded me of my ambition of becoming a gynaecologist. i was touched as i didn't tink he wud remember dat.. n we talked abt Islam and MUIS and also abt my grandmother's 14 days stay in American Hospital. I didn't know that pressing on ur bruises.. n if it gets worse as in.. if d blood blots burst or break apart.. and dose blood r poisonous and once it spreads to d other parts of d body.. u'll be semi-paralysed.. as in u'll be really really weak ar.. n it happened to my grandmother.. i was really shock.. tsk.. kayz.. after dat.. i went home abt 6.30pm as i had to reach home before Maghrib. As a Muslim female, I'm not supposed to cum home late. and plus.. I hafta respect my parents as itz kinda my curfew to cum home before Maghrib unless important. I really respect my parents on how dey actualy managed to bring d 3 of us up.. Dey must've been thru lotsa pain.. well.. comparison to lyf as NCO.. we didn't noe how our ma'ams suffered until we ourselves went thru it.. so.. it goes d same for parenting. All i noe.. my parents rawk.. hehex.. newayz.. den i slept late.. struggled as i tried to finish up d e maths hmwk. n den in d end.. my mum wrote a letter to mr yong stating dat i need an extension since my grandfather is very ill n stuff. Thx mum! I luv u so much! Best mum of all tyms! Newayz, went to school today and it was fine.. pretty ok.. despite sleeping late yesterday.. I managed to stay awake.. n ah well.. nth much happened today. just dat we had npcc n sum1 was lyk acting d leader of all of us.. act good ar.. u noe.. power hunger.. n sucking up n all.. dunno howta mind her own business.. tsk.. no lyf.. n i so noe abt her hating me and all.. honestly.. i dun give a shit abt it.. i live my own lyf n i rule it.. she has got no rights.. only Allah swt has d rights.. Newayz.. den I got home feeling rather tired.. our item for pop gonna rock it all! whoots! our squad so multi-talented.. in sec 1.. we did acting.. sec 2 we danced.. sec 3.. we singing! woohoo! multi-talented.. lolx.. -ego- newayz.. n den i chatted with asrul junnow.. his ego damn big ar.. tsk n ya.. was so funny ar d conversation.. we ewre practically crapping throughout d whole conversation.. tsk.. asrul.. i sill haf not recovered from d big shock.. lolx.. crazy dude.. kay larz.. i'm really tired now n i still hafta wake my sister up.. supposed to lyk 30 mins ago but hu cares.. d tym now is 2:03am.. gotta end off.. assalamualaikum.. insya'allah i write once every 2 dayz.. =)
02:03
Identity: Princess Farzana
Age: 17
School: Tanjong Katong Girls' School
Birthday: 4th April 1990
Castle: Pasir Ris, Singapore
I[The Princess Idolises]I
~Siti Khadijah
~Aisyah Humaira
~Fatimah Az-Zahra
~Rabiatul Adawiyah
~Sumaiyah
~Ainul Mardhiah
~Zinnirah
I[The Princess Loves]I
~Chocolates
~Roses
~teddy bears
~read love novels
~enjoying & appreciating nature
~writing poetries
~nice cute stuff which are purple, pink, white n black
~Everything abt Islam such as..
-Listening to Quran recitation by Misyari Afasi
-Listening to Zikrullah by Hijjaz
-Islam research
-Attending religious functions or events
-Planning events for Muslim youths [duh.. y do u tink i becum a Muslim youth activist]
~Purple, pink, black, white
~Loves kids!!! [duh.. y do u tink i do child-minding ryt..]
I[The Princess's Personality]I
~loving and lovable
~smile and laugh a lot
~bubbly
~true socialite
~happy-go-lucky
~annoying [I KNOW]
~can be complicated at times.. so, getta know me.. lol
~haf gd listening ears n shoulders to cry on
~loves home
~loves the library
~loves the mosque
~juz another human in Allah's list
I[The Princess Has]I
-dearestest someone, sometwo, somethree
-annoying but sweet younger brother n younger sister
-loving, understanding n supportive mama
-religious papa
I[Summary of The Princess]I
~a very simple girl who is devoted to Allah, Islam, her family and whoever she's committed to
~someone who has goals and dreams and would not let anyone stifle me from achieving them
~Honestly, guys who wear shorts in public turn me off. Disgusting can!
~a freelance volunteer. Lyk any Islam organisations or mosques which nd xtra help, can approach me. Insya'Allah will help if I'm not busy
~lurves kidz yepz! LOTZ!
CINDERELLA
* I CAN SLAY MY OWN DRAGON
* I CAN DREAM MY OWN DREAMS
* THE NIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR IS ME
When I was just a little girl
My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story
It always was about a Princess in distress
And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory
I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be
Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me
I don't wanna be like Cinderella
Sittin' old old dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free
I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side
Don't want to depend on no-one else
I'd rather rescue myself
Someday I'm gonna find someone
who wants my soul, heart and mind
Who's not afraid to show that he loves me
Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am Don't need nobody taking care of me
I will be there for him
just as strong as he will be there for me
when I get myself started
it got to be an equal thing
I can slay, my own dragon
I can dream, my own dreams
My knight in shining armour is me
So I'm gonna set me free
Lke cinderella
on dusty cellar