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Saturday, June 25, 2005
Assalamualaikum.. Itz been so so so so.. in fact.. too long since I last updated my blog.. so ya.. I'm gonna haf a fresh new start for my blog I suppose. Newayz.. I've been terribly busy.. I bearly haf tym for myself to even haf tym to blog. Yepz.. My lyf has changed drastically. I kinda lyk my new lyf so much more. I feel gd and I'm really starting to love my lyf and everyone around me. The passion I haf for lyf is really amazing.. and it all happened suddenly.. yes.. suddenly. I don't even know how myself. Maybe Allah swt opened up my heart and yes.. I lurve my religion lots. I'm proud to say I'm born Muslim and I'm really proud to say that I come from a gr8 loving passionate Muslim family. My mum and dad.. they rawk my world.. I lurve them so much. Without them, their love, care, concern and guidance, I'll never get to be whoever I m ryt now. In fact, I don't suppose that I wud even getta feel it. The strong love feelings I develop for my family, religion, Allah swt and the ppl around me is.. I myself don't know how to explain. I know and I still remember my past. I wasn't huever I m.. I hate my past.. not say hate.. just really really dislike. I was a bad gurl. When I say a bad gurl, you should sumwhat know what I mean.. rebellious and all. I prolly vented my anger on everyone. Hmm.. well, I lurve the new me and I hope everyone else too. My siblings.. they light up my life. Even though I can be pretty annoyed with their attitude at times, I still lurve them with all my heart. My brother.. he's a big rascal. alwayz up to not some, but a lot of mischief. And as a sister, I obviously understand that he was just trying to attract attention and I respect that. Newayz, he's just a typical 10 yr old kid.. lolx. My sister.. hmm.. Alhamdulillah I can still tolerate her nonsensival vainity.. Lyk wad guyz wud say.. "gurls.." Tho I'm not a guy, I know that.. I'm not a chauvinist who only hangs out with gurls even tho I cum from an all-gurls school. Hey.. I came from a mix primary school.. so it isn't that bad huh.. In my journey of discovering more about Islam, I met new people with different perspectives of life. The first pit stop.. lolx.. no lar.. the first person is Asrul.. yepz.. Asrul.. thanks to him.. I started to develop more interest in Islam and especially Muslim youth welfare. yepz.. I develop this strong sense of love and interest and compassion towards my religion. Things I didn't know in the past.. thru his "speech", it actually encourages me to find out more about Islam. I hope my journey in discovering Islam is blessed by Allah swt. My parents have given me their blessings. And so.. it motivates me more and sumhow, I know that sumwhere deep inside.. I will not disappoint them esp. my mum. She's the best mum in the world! Newayz, back to topic.. my other pit stops.. a lot of dem.. n now.. I've met more people thru the project on Ramadhan Youth Challenge. Thanks to Hafriz or I'll never even have a feel of getting committed to such project. The meeting held yesterday was great. Thanks to my grpmates. Despite me being a new member, I didn't feel left out. Tho I did feel anti-social at first. I cudn't engage myself to any conversation since I'm like so new. But as soon as we get ourselves into the project, I realise that I was getting the hang of it. I felt so touched that you all didn't make me feel left out. Thanks a lot y'all. May god bless you.. Hafriz, Ridhwan, Hanisah.. And Nurul aka Nunu, thanks for alwayz making me feel that I'm part of the team.. I realise that this postie is getting kinda emotionally involved and itz lyk as if I've just won a grammy awards and I'm lyk mentioning ppl's name for their own credits.. lolx.. Kay larz.. newayz.. hmm.. lemme update on what has been happening during this June holiday which I dun call it a holiday at all caz I'm going for school stuff almost every day.. lolx.. Well, besides my journey in discovering Islam, I had my NPCC stuff to fill up most of my holidays. Well.. from 3-5 June, I had Adventure Training Camp (ATC).. It was really fun tho I was terribly ill.. Lyk wad I used to say.. I'm not fated for Pulau Ubin.. lolx.. n noe wad.. my squaddies ar.. they kept asking where Asrul was lyk sum no lyf morons.. n den he came on d 2nd day when I was slacking with my beloved casualty squadmates.. CS squad according to Asrul ar.. I was in my hyper mood ar n den suddenly.. Atiqah was lyk.. "Farz! tgk tu!" I smangat2 turned ard n hahax.. jeng jeng jeng.. pop goes d moron! Asrul lar.. n he was lyk with us, d casualty squad.. on d 2nd day.. a lot of tings happened lar.. n ya.. after campfire.. i wasn't shutting my eyes n he was lyk "dun close ur eyes or u'll feel dizzy".. it was after d run from d sec 2 campsite to ours ar.. but i wasn't closing my eyes.. i was lyk distracted with my sweat which was lyk shower n so i was trying to blow d sweat away lyk sum moron.. lolx.. newayz.. i'm having migraine now for ur info.. my brain gonna burst with d piles of hmwk.. itz not laz minute hor.. itz caz really been busy.. haiz.. and on d 2nd week.. had NCO Camp.. that was when hell started.. it was really demoralising.. yes.. really demoralising.. budden.. at fers I was cursing n swearing the WCIs.. budden.. I actually realised that them demoralising actually helped me a lot. I then tried to strengthen myself and I actually managed to prove to them that I'm not all weak and I know I can make it thru! I was so proud of myself. I was amazed how I actually managed to pull thru as by right.. I wud have been seriously ill due to low blood pressure. That Geraldine Mok! I've no commentz abt her lorz.. I was seriously pissed with her. yes.. very pissed.. She doesn't need to make me feel useless just by saying things.. I was seriously ill.. I am mentally strong kayz.. itz just that I'm physically weak. I wasn't like that.. ask my squaddiez.. I was very very strong.. yes.. and I really mean VERY strong.. until.. I haf low blood pressure. We, low blood pressure victims, can't do anth abt it.. all we can do is to take our medication n to hope to recover asap.. Haiz.. and another thing dat happened was lyk d Hannah dun wanna fall during the trust fall.. everyone was lyk "patiently" waiting.. actually it was really very patiently waiting.. yepz.. hahahaha.. dat incident.. tink itz not gonna be erased from my lyf history.. seriously very unforgotten.. hahax.. okayz.. letz get to d 3rd week.. alryt.. i had Leadership and Mentoring Skills Course (LMSC).. it was d FUNNEST NPCC course I've ever been to.. hahax.. it was d funnest n slackiest.. yepz.. My grp.. Grp 5 rawkz!!! woohoo!!! and d unforgotten incident is when we had to memorise one another's name.. and then I volunteered to say out all d names ar.. n I managed to say everyone's name.. actually it was lyk.. I merely memorise everyone's name according to d seating arrangements.. hahax.. lyk going down the list lyk dat.. PJ oso did dat.. hahax.. gr8 minds tink alyk yeh! =) The PT was damn slack.. it was so fun to run around d lake.. yeh.. caz while running.. can oso enjoy d beautiful scenery of the lake.. whee! ouh manz.. I passed the test by luck.. not knowledge.. I studied but NTH cud get inside my brain.. hahax.. so ya lar.. it was by luck.. Alhamdulillah I passed.. I did put in effort newayz.. juz dat I cudn't recall a lot.. hahax.. Syukur Alhamdulillah I passed.. and on d 4th week.. I had Police Knowledge Course.. it was d most boring NPCC course I've ever attended.. d whole of d thing was on LECTURE, LECTURE, LECTURE.. "fun" ryt??? And that old ah pek lecturer.. he was lyk damn lame and boring.. and damn bias n his critism are lyk so NOT constructive so it wud hurt d person in sum way or d other ar.. He was lyk damn freaking lame lorz.. I can't stand him.. not even d sight of him.. tsk.. and ya.. now.. every single camp n course is over.. I'm now here! trying to get all my assignments done.. dere's a lot n i can't seem to complete dem caz I'm seriously having migraine ryt now.. yes.. a very very bad miragine indeed. Ouh manz.. tink I'm lyk typing so fast.. I'm not even looking at d keyboard.. eh.. how cool can dat get.. whee! hehex.. I've mastered d arts of typing without even taking a glimpse of it.. yay! another achievement.. Alhamdulillah.. okay larz.. I g2g off now.. tink I wanna change my blog skins.. I can't really be bothered with my assignments for now.. having migraine.. gotta rest for d moment.. I'll get my hands on my assignments n den hafta head down to my aunt's place as my cousin is getting engaged.. And noe wad.. my cousin is lyk ONLY 21 i tink.. or izzit 22.. ouh manz.. hu wud care.. both lyk so close n datz considered early and ya.. HE's getting engaged.. itz a HE.. dun u tink itz lyk practically far too early for a guy.. if a gurl no probz ar but guy??? sheeshness.. ah well.. I really hafta end my postie here.. I realise dat I've talked too much.. alryt den.. Assalamualaikum..
12:05
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