the last smile.

2007-01-17T15:33:00.000+08:00

bang your head against the computer because I know you hate having to re-link links.
but too bad.
it's http://thisisfaezahsurlandilovetypingit.blogspot.com

yes, my middle name is annoying.

2006-12-25T01:13:00.000+08:00

This is my last entry.

No, I am not in the last stage of a terminal disease.
Nor am I attempting suicide right after I click the 'Publish Post' button.
I can already hear people going, "Damn."
Unfortunately for these people, I am not going to DIE.

Although I very much doubt that there are such people because they have never come forward to tell me, "You suck." Not in my face and definitely not in cyberspace. And that just sucks because it shows that I'm that boring. Well, whatever.

Eh anyway, the reason behind THIS is because lately, I feel that blogging has become a hassle.
It has become a 'need', and not a 'want'.
And that sucks because (I am too lazy to type them out.)
Besides, my life is as mundane as a doorknob.
Okay that was really random.
There's never anything interesting to talk about.
Some of you might say that I don't have to blog about my life.
Well, I'm never good at talking about other things.
And then you'll tell me that I don't have to be good at it.
Now I'm telling you to just shut up and just accept the fact that I'm not blogging anymore.

Maybe someday, I'll start blogging again.
But 'someday' can range from tomorrow to about 50 years time.
Yes, I still want to blog when I become all wrinkly like a raisin.
When I'm 70 years old, I want to be able to tell the world,

"I went for a jog today. I think my stamina has improved because unlike yesterday, only 6 snails overtook me. Yesterday, 7 snails overtook me."

So, maybe when I start blogging again, I'll let you know.
Oh and Merry Christmas everyone.

- fcukezah.
(wah lao. so drama mama)

2006-12-18T22:49:00.000+08:00

I've lost interest in eating.
no no. not eating.
If I lost interest in eating, you'd all be at the cemetery looking down on my anorexic body right now. I think I've lost interest in food.
junk food or not, I don't feel like eating them anymore.
I don't know why.
Food I used to love, like McDonald's and KFC and stuff in 7-11 no longer make me yearn for them.
I mean, usually, I'd drool just thinking of these food.
now when I think of them, I think, "Ughhhhjhyqijkila."
I used to wake up hungry and be hungry every few hours.
today, I can go a whole day without food & wihout complaining.
I hate rice the most.
rice is just plain boring.
but whatever.
I hate this.
I think I'll see a doctor.

don't worry, food. I will be back.

2006-12-13T23:59:00.000+08:00

I'm itching on my face & neck.
the mosquito must have been starving.
it's still itching & I bet I look like a monkey when I scratch.

the most eventful thing that happened to me today was slipping & falling down.
I was hanging out the clothes and the floor was slippery.
and so, I slipped and fell.

today was damn tiring lah k.
I had to wake up at 8.30 in the morning to accompany my father to the hospital.
and I only slept at 4am.
and then the moment we reached home, I went to sleep.
I only managed to sleep for like an hour before the mosquitoes got to me.
fucking irritating.
couldn't the mozzies have waited till I woke up or something?
now my body's itching.

you know what will make me happy?
sparkling H20.
I'm gg to drink that right after I'm done with this.

you know what I just found out?
fadliah's itching too.
she's using expired Mopiko, and she doesn't care.
now let's have an interview with Fadilah.

faezah: so how are you?
fadilah: I'm... not so fine. because I'm still vomiting.
faezah: no one cares.
fadilah: you want some Mopiko?
faezah: no.
fadilah: I am going to eat my medication.
faezah: still, no one cares.
fadilah: you asked a question and then you said no one cares.
faezah: oh sorry, I was under the influence of drugs when I asked how you were. what I really meant to say was, FUCK YOU!
fadilah: fuck you too. thanks for the very intersting interview, which was really not worth it. like totally got no point.
faezah: just like you, no point.
fadliah: hullo? at least I have nipple point & big boobs unlike you. I have a lot of guys after me.
faezah: I'm sorry but are you expecting me to cry now? bcause I couldn't care less.
fadilah: say say say!
faezah: WTF.
fadilah: i want to eat my medication okay. shoo!
fazah: i'm gg to drink H2O.

and that pretty much sums it up.

2006-12-05T15:40:00.000+08:00

faezah: there's a killer ant on my bed.
brother: *runs to my room and steps on the ant ON the bed.*
faezah: since you're going out, bring the ant with you.
brother: no! leave it here! maybe his wife will see his body and cry, "oh no, my husband is dead! let's find a new house to live in!".
faezah: um.... okay.

as you can see, we are currently trying to find and kill these huge ants that are living in our house. never thought I'd be afraid of an ant but they're huge okay.

2006-12-02T23:43:00.000+08:00

my grandfather told me a big fat lie.
he said, "do you know that Malaysians don't eat guava? Only the cows there eat guavas. And the ones that the cows don't eat, they export it here."

I believed him right up to the point when I saw my uncle trying not to laugh.
bloody hell.
I thought old people had better things to do.

I hate cockles.
they look & smell disgusting.
I bet they taste disgusting too.
I asked Fadilah what they tasted like,
and she said.. okay I forgot what she said.
THEY ARE IRRITATINGLY GROSS.
I think that if I ever ate one accidentally, I'll just ... run away from home.
or have goosebumps my whole damned life.
aiyah, I'll just commit suicide lah.
they look like 3 months worth of my brother's boogers put together.
I hate them.
but I hate taugeh the most.

does your blood taste of metal?
mine does.
I'm not saying that I've licked a lamppost before but you can just taste metal by smelling it right.
but you know, I think I actually licked a lamppost before.
does your blood taste of metal?
I want to donate blood.
I am very healthy okay.
I don't have tar and nicotine in my lungs and I don't drink.
I want to donate my body parts whn I die.
hahahahaha.
anyone who gets my stomach is lucky.
it's super efficient okay.
so efficient that it's annoying.
can I even donate my stomach in the first place?

I don't know what's wrong with my father okay.
you can like scare him, then do it 15 seconds later and repeat the whole process till you get tired and he still gets frightened every single time.
and to think that I haven't even started exagerrating.
I forgot how to spell exagerrating. is that how you spell it?
okay back to him.
you don't even hav to scare him okay.
you just have to TRY scaring him and he'll jump.
I mean seriously.
you can scare him 76793 times every few seconds and he still doesn't stop getting scared.
cool ah. he's my entertainment.

and he has yet to buy me a damn mattress.

2006-12-01T23:23:00.000+08:00

my parents think I don't know that they pretend to be stupid.
they think that by pretending to be stupid, they can boss us around.

"can you switch on the tv for me?"
or "can you play the vcd for us"?
or "how to on laptop ah?

what's so difficult in pressing one damn button!
YOU AREN'T STUPID! HAHAHA. I KNOW OKAY.
okay yah I'm done.

2006-12-01T12:38:00.000+08:00

my father made me swear yesterday.
not swear as in 'fuck you, motherfucker' swear
but swear as in,

I, Faezah Seah, promise to take care of the sofa and the new cushions whenever I am in the house.

seriously, sofa & cushions?!
and I had to take the vow lah k,
since he refused to shut up.
and he actually sulked when my brother refused to take the 'I will take care of my new boots' vow.

a few days ago, he also made us say the 'no smoking' vow.
it went something like this:

I, Faezah Seah, promise not to smoke because it is bad for my health.

I happily took the vow because it would be of no problem to me.
and all these vows, it came complet with the handshake all okay.
I think the ordeal my father went through has done something to his head.

and I am sorry if all you read about is my father nowadays
but I really have nothing to blog about!
actually, I'm not sorry. hahahahah.
serve you all right lah.

okay, you know what.
I got to go.
I've got some growing up to do.

2006-11-30T12:49:00.000+08:00

father: where's MRT sec? I'm going to watch your brother play soccer.
faezah: oh, admiralty sec ah?
father: yah. it should be at MRT right, since it's MRT sec.
faezah: I don't know. just take the train and when you go out, ask the...
father: train driver?
faezah: noooo? the control station manager.
father: oh okay. so I go down at MRT right?
faezah: i think so lah. bye. i want to sleep.

and talking about schools, my brother thinks I am in CHIJ Tiong Bahru.
and how do you explain what a marshmallow is to your father?

father: what's this?
faezah: marshmallow.
father: what's that?
faezah: YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A MARSHMALLOW IS?
father: no, what is it?
faezah: YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN OR EATEN THIS YOUR WHOLE LIFE?
father: *shakes head*
faezah: aiyah, it's marshmallow lah. it's ... soft.

dumb marshmallow. so bloody plain. at least if it had some decorations on top or some other colour other than white, I could have at least described it as, 'a soft (insert interesting colour here) thing with decorations on top.' or something like that.
the marshmallow was so damn white and plain that.. you know, i wouldn't mind sleeping on them.

yah and wake up with half my face gone, inside an army of ant's stomach.

2006-11-27T21:43:00.000+08:00

this is why i love my father.

faezah: I need a new mattress.
mum: oh yah. your mattress spoil already right.
faezah: yah.
mum: you can take the spare one in your brother's room.
father: no lah. let's buy her a new one.

may i point out that the spare mattress is no different from mine?
what with all the springs poking my ass and back every night.
it kind of defeats the purpose, if i just use the spare one.

my next step now is to get my father to actually carry out the action of buying the damn mattress.
and i'm sorry if sometimes, I don't reply your tags.
it's because I forget to check them.
and sometimes even when I do check them, I have the habit of just clicking the 'X' button and forget whatever you just said.
I don't even know if I'll remember to check them after posting this.
god bless me.

2006-11-27T14:35:00.000+08:00

the hero dies.

I just woke up.
i'm hungry.
my parents are missing.
well they better bring some food home.

2006-11-22T23:43:00.000+08:00

that's my father.
look at the gun pointed at him.
look at him helpless.
i never thought I'd ever see a video of him being beaten up by others.
i mean, wow.
i swear I never want to see it again.
never.

2006-11-22T14:25:00.000+08:00

so here I am.
i woke up at 2pm.
how fun is this?
sleep at whatever time I like and wake up as and when I want.
the house is ours.
but you know what?
with the mother not here, I have to stand in for her.
which means, I have to sleep with my brother (not sleep sleep).
as in I have to sleep on the same bed as my brother.
which can be quite hard cos his skin is somewhat thick.
even with the room feeling like the North Pole, he still thinks it's warm.
so I just tend to curl up like a prawn when I sleep.

also, this means that I have to take care of his well-being.
cook for him. accompany him at home or when he wants to buy food.

and people, get this: my brother is 15 years old.
you all know how tall fadilah is.
my 15 year old brother is taller than her.
and to think I still have to sleep with him!

2006-11-20T23:01:00.000+08:00

police brutality.

2006-11-19T13:23:00.000+08:00

fucking wedding downstairs is fucking pissing me off.
it's fucking noisy.
if I wanted to listen to fucking people karaoke,
i'd have fucking gone to KBox lah k.
this is the first fucking time that a Malay wedding is pissing me off.
I dont fucking know why.

I fucking give up.
do what you want to fucking do.
I'm not going to fucking stop you.
I hope you're fucking happy now.
have a fucking happy life.

2006-11-15T23:06:00.000+08:00

I walked past my mum and this is what she said.
actually, this is what she screamed.
"OI! FOR HOW MANY YEARS HAVE YOU BEEN WEARING THIS PANTS!!!"

she says she'll buy more pants for me next week.
it doesn't take an einstein to know what pants she's talking about right?
i you still don't,
hayl, enlighten them.

anyway, she seems to be in a good mood now.
i'm gg to try asking her for nickelodeon.
god bless me.

2006-11-15T18:10:00.000+08:00

it turns out that my 'later on' means RIGHT NOW.
I tried to look for pictures of my brother but I onlygot like one or two.. or three.
I don't know.
and since I took the photos of my brother using my handphone,
they're quite blurry.
so i think by the time you're done reading thispost,
you'll need to pay a visit to the optometrist.
and um, while looking through the photos,
i realised something -- I looked like a walking runaway fishball when I was young.
so fat and round!

so in today's entry, you will get to see
never seen before photos of seah nur faezah.
but first I show you my brother okay?

that's fadilah and my brother.
compare him then and now,
and you will find yourself asking,
"what the hell happened?"

wah lao. I only have ONE picture of him.
and 7 pictures of me.
god, I'm so self-centered.

I show you something okay.

the 'tudung' faezah.
the one and only time you'll see me in this.

and then, though you can't see it fully,
this is the one and only time you'll see me in a dress.
look at the fishball face.
I feel like eating myself.

rmb I told you abt the bowl hairstyle?
this is it.
that was me.
so embarassing.

eh, did you all ever play this thing?
it was so fucking fun lah!
I think I'll buy it one day,
lock myself in my room and play it the whole day.

fishball face once again.
and look at how fadilah is sitting.

my cousin looks like a monkey.

okay, that's the end.
i'm tired.
and I wanna watch simpsons.
although I just realised I'm too late.
fine, I'm going to watch Malcolm in the Middle.

2006-11-14T17:28:00.000+08:00

why is it that when I don't come online,
the rest of the world seems to be online.
and when I do come online,
the rest of the world seems to be telling me,
"hello, we have better things to do than come online."

do you know I used to picture God?
I used to picture him with a blue-coloured cone-shaped hat with stars on it,
wearing a long blue robe and he has long white beard.
in his hand, he has a wand.
and that is why I got the fucking shock of my life when the first Harry Potter movie came out.
Professor Dumbledore looks exactly like my God!
and you know, the most embarassing thing is that I still picture God like that.
and when it's raining heavily with lighting and thunder,
to me, it means God is angry.
(don't ask why. I have no idea too. some childhood thing, i think.)
and when God is angry,
I picture him like Zeus.

and talking about childhood thing,
have I ever told you about all the rubbish that fadilah taught/told me when I was young?

I rmb asking her, why is the moon following us?
we were inside the car at that time.
she replied, "it's following us because you keep looking at it."
so I stopped looking at the moon because she made it sound like the moon was chasing after me because I was looking at it.

and then, one day I asked her,
"what does SBS stand for?"
and she said, "Super Bus Super."
and I believed her.
and the other day when I asked her about it,
she defended herself by saying,
"what? your father teach me one what!"
KNN know.

but hey, I taught my brother stupid things too.
HA HA HA.
there was one time when we saw a bee.
my brother and I crouched to take a closer look.
then I told my brother,
"eh, touch lah."
he was damn young at that time okay.
at first he was reluctant to do so.
but after much forcing from me,
he finally touched it with his thumb.
the next thing I knew,
we were walking home and he was crying and holding out his sore thumb.
so poor thing right?
hahahahahahaha.
and he was so damn cute when he was young lah.
I shall post it here later on.
(please take not that my 'later on' can take up to a mnth later.)
unlike me.
I looked like a China girl when I was young.
and I often had the 'bowl' hairstyle.
like as if my father put a bowl on my head and snipped whatever hair was sticking out of the bowl.
god, I hated that hairstyle.

2006-11-13T22:12:00.000+08:00

do you know that I'm motherfucking bored?
so I shall post random pictures okay?
okay? okay?

my grandfather. fucking cute know.

the father in a wig.

emo girl in the making.

okay, now I show you ... even more random pictures.

Xabi Alonso, for whom I watch Liverpool matches.

gerrard, for whom I watch even more liverpool matches.

and I stop posting pictures here.

so...
do you know that ...

brown marsupial mice have the most dangerous sex life?
when the males get .. horny, he goes hunting for a girl mouse and then
they have sex for up to 12 hours.
and then after that he has more 12-hours-of-sex with more girl mice.
they do this and forget that they have to eat and do other stuff,
so in the end they die.
HA HA HA.
okay I learnt this on Guinness World Record Primetime.

and then today I watched 'The Perfect Man'.
starring Hilary Duff and Heather Locklear.
it was on tv lah.
I just realised I made it sound like it was showing in cinemas.
okay so.. I like the emo boy in it.
hahahahahahhaa.
okay not funny.
im sorry lah k.
I dont have anything to blog about but I am in the mood to blog.
tsk.
I applaud you for reading this till the end.
people like you have got to get a hobby.

2006-11-13T00:22:00.000+08:00

bloody hell.
I finally found a blogskin.
since when did the world stop creating nice frameless skins?
WHEN!

so okay, I'm only here to announce that I found a new skin.
and since I have accomplished that, I shall fuck myself off.
not literally.

2006-11-11T12:10:00.000+08:00

yesterday on my way to school, I helped an old woman.
I didn't realise how fast escalators were for the elderly until I saw her falling down before my very eyes.
I think I saw it coming.
She was already struggling to get on the damn escalator, and then keep up with its speed.
That's a lot to do for an old person.
so anyway, there I was memorising the formula for gradient (i'm not like the rest of the world, with the exception of sheila, who already has this formula planted and growing and reproducing inside their head) and the next thing I knew, she was tumbling down.
and I just had to be the only one on that escalator, besides her.
not that I mind lah.
so I helped her up, and it took a surprising amount of energy as I always have this perception that old people have the weight of a feather.
I picked up her bag and held her till we reached the top.
and do you know how fast the control station officers react?
they were already waiting at the top by the time we reached.
so she signalled me a 'thank you' by smiling at me and nodding her head and waving at me.
and so, I left her with the control station officers.
well, I had to. I was already late.
so... you know, why can't they make escalators go slower?
don't tell me that it was the old woman's fault for not taking the lift.
you know how stubborn old people are, so "if you can't beat them, join them".
or maybe, just maybe, she doesn't know how to operate a lift.
who knows right?

eh you know what?
that was a quite long paragraph, seeing how my adventure lasted for like 10 seconds only.
I love old people.

I'm going to change my blogskin.
I can't stand this one.

okay bye.
i'm going blogskin-shopping right now.

2006-11-01T16:08:00.000+08:00

kittens.
I have them in my house.
do you have any idea how sucky that is?
not one but two damn kittens.
TWO! that's two more than I fucking need!

they belong to the fadilah.
the fadilah keeps them in a pretty big cage in the kitchen.
and it has led me to avoid the kitchen like how Paris Hilton avoids sex.
yrah, you get the idea.
and that sucks cos FOOD is in the kitchen.
faezah loves food.
and now I cant go there as often as I want to just cos there are enemies in there.
spaking of enemies, Channel 5 is showing Behind Enemy Lines on .....
i dont knw. but it's definitely showing it so go watch.

anyway, back to the felines.
where was I?
oh yeah. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW.
give me cockroaches any damn time.
they have these bells around their neck.
when the bell jingles, it gives me the creeps okay.
and did I tell you?
her cats are like typical mat and minahs.
they seem to enjoy staring at me from head to toe.
I'm not making things up.
whn I step into the kitchen, both stops whatever they were doing and just freezes and stare at me. and I, on the other hand, have got nothing better to do so I stared back.
eh, I won okay. they finally gave up. HA HA HA!

they're damn suay lah.
I have to look and smell thm first thing in the morning when I want to bathe.
tell me how not to get goosebumps just by looking at them when I almost cried when a cat followed me for like 10seconds downstairs.
yes, lah. I actually almost cried when that happened the other time.
okay lah, I DID cry lah k.
fucking cheebai.
so anyway, I named them Shit and Crap just in case I go schizo one day and decide to be best friends with them.
then I can go, "Here, shitty, shitty, shitty!" and "Ohhhhhhhhhhh crappyyyyyyyy! where are you?"
though I doubt those words will ever leave my mouth.
the only sound that I make when I'm around them is a muffled cry for help.

god help me.

2006-10-25T17:41:00.000+08:00

I actually switched the computer on to play Cakemania & Pizza Frenzy.
but here I am, trying to blog.

hmm...

a minah stared at me from bloody head to toe just now.
honestly, WHAT IS THERE TO STARE AT?
I was in black t shirt, black soccer shorts and slippers.
it's not like I was wearing ten layers of make-up or what right?
and hello, if you haven't realised yet, I look like a maid. a Filipino one.
why would you want to stare at someone who looks Filipino-maid-ified.
WHY? WHY! WHY?!?!
and hello, it's hari raya.
I COME IN PEACE.
HA HA HA.

okay here's something interesting.
brother: AAAAAAAAAAH!! I need to shit! But I'm too lazy!

and so he chooses to fart on the sofa.
we're one happy family.

oh crap. forgot to tell hayl this..
um... my mum has ..... um decidednottomakethecornflakesthing.
but you're still welcome ok!
there's like other ... stuff to eat. although they look inedible.
so.. yah. hahahaha.

2006-10-16T15:01:00.000+08:00

i woke up at 8 today so that I could start revising asap.
i really want to do something abt my maths but no one's good enough in math.
OR SO THEY CLAIM.
all these smart people.. tsk tsk.
do you know that my brother's maths is better than mine?
and he's in like, what? normal tech.
i'm not looking down on him but ... HELLO. IM LOOKING DOWN ON MYSELF.

i'm listening to Numb and guess what my brother's doing.
he's pretending to be in the video clip.
my brother is living proof that topping the class every year is possible and you dont even have to study at home.
paying attention in school is enough.
i'm not lying.
we never see him open his book at home.
and yet, he gets like really good results every year.
but then again, I think I could do that too if I was in Normal Tech.
BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, i guess not.
i can't even do their math.
hahahahaha.
okay yoou know what. it kills me when I don't capitalise my 'I'.
but you know what?
I'm too lazy ok.

anyway, I found a new technic to studying the subjects I hate.
Like SS and Geog.
instead of reading archie comics to sleep, I started reading my SS text to sleep.
and guess what. it works ok.
now I know that more schools were built to provide a place for every child.
HAHAHAHAHA. that was useless.

I did my english yesterday.
which is like pretty useless since no one's going to mark it.
I actually did a compo. and it's going to be left to rot.
i want to revise a/c but where to bloody start!
so I'm going to continue revising now.
aren't you proud of me.
ha ha ha.
cheebai lah.
f/o.

2006-10-14T16:55:00.000+08:00

i'm having sweaty palms.
why?

today, I feel very bloggy.
and if you're stupid, that means I'm an a blogging mood.
see, your IQ just upped by a zero point 3 percent.
faezah's blog is educational.

my fingers are all sweaty.
i think I'm dying.
or maybe not.
but just in case I do die, tell any of my family members to clean my room for me.
cos I might want to sleep on my own bed after I die.
if you all don't know, my brother's bed is my bed.
I dont knw why but I dislike my bed.
matter of fact, I dislike my stupid room.
it gets messy so fast, even when I step into it only like what? 3 times a day?
motherfucker.
eh now my feet is all sweaty.
that's it lah. i'm dying.
if I die today, or 4.5 days latr, I want you all to know that..
I love food.
yeah that's it.

wentworth miller.
hahaha.
so fucking hot!
he makes me want to watch the Mariah Carey video.
but... aiyah. I'd rather commit suicide.
go to hell, mariah.

is this long enough?
cos I've run out of things to talk about.
i guess it is.
so... bye.

2006-10-13T15:42:00.000+08:00

YouTube finally has a purpose for me.
I hated YouTube.
But since I found a purpose for me, it's kind of fun.
because if I can't have Nickelodeon at home, it's ok.
there's always YouTube.

so you know what?
bye bye people.
i'm off to youtube.

and hayl if you're reading this, I told my mum to make that cornflakes thing.

2006-10-12T13:53:00.000+08:00

okay sorry for the lack of updates.
I actually forgot that blogs existed.

school is boring. really really.
I spent the first period of English writing different combinations of my name on 98423 pieces of paper.
seah nur faezah
faezah nur seah
nur seah faezah
seah faezah nur
faezah nur seah
and many many more.

i studied accounts for like a short while, and I really mean SHORT WHILE
then after that I intended to do my English.
but I opened the booklet, and closed it back.
it's so boring.
if only I had nickelodeon.

2006-10-03T11:26:00.000+08:00

today, I think God is angry.
it was raining like, 8793 years worth of rain.
and the thunder sounded like buildings exploding.
I got scared of thunder for the first time in my bloody life.

im going to play spongebob diner dash.

2006-10-02T21:37:00.000+08:00

um hello.
like Bill Gates has nothing better to do than share his fortune with you.
don't you think he'd put it to better use like donate to the poor?
yah like he's going to give you 2oo bucks for every email you send just so you can afford your bloody manicures and iPods.
where's your bloody brain?
well ok. maybe you don't have one on the first place.
now that explains everything.

(insert mindblock here)

hmmmm.

OMFG I HAVE SOMETHING TO BLOG ABOUT!
don't come to my house on Hari Raya.
my mum makes the crappiest kueh's EVER.
I KID YOU NOT.
in fact, I KID YOU FUCKING NOT!
but if you still insist, you can still come here and like, smell the kueh and go home.
that's the most you can do to the kueh's.
heed my warning, children.

I swear I look like a Filipino maid,
and my brother looks like a Thai mafia boy.
Fadilah looks like... pontianak.
never marry people outside of your race/religion.
you'll produce mini faezah's.
you don't want that.

really.

2006-09-30T21:12:00.000+08:00

okay sorry for my disappearance.
i'm back.

eh you know ah, my brother's damn mean ok.
I was making fun of him because he has a sprained neck and he responded by asking me to shut up and he said, "at least Im not retarded and short."

and then... I had a lot to blog about but they're all gone now.
short-term memory sucks.

there's no one on MSn that I can talk crap to.
wah lao.
the one time I sign into MSN, no one interesting is there.
omg, let's talk abt fasting month.
I hate it.
but i bet you all know that already.
eh, will someone come over and tutor me Maths?
I hate algebra.
maths should be abt numbers only, why must there be alphabets?!
c + 5ab bla bla bla.
who the hell fucking cares.
alphabets belong to English, Malay, Geog, SS, Bio and Chem. NOT MATHS.

and do you know that StarWorld is showing Ed again?
HAHAHAHAHHAHA.
and do you know that... I am bored?
you know what.
I shall go eat again.
HAHAHAHAH.

2006-09-14T17:45:00.000+08:00

I wish O Levels will be as easy as prelims.
I mean, I HOPE they will be as easy as prelims...
aiyah, I mean, I hope they will be as do-able as prelims.
fuck maths and social studies.
half-fuck accounts because at least I find joy in drawing lines.
and erasing them. and drawing them back. and erasing them again. and draw them back.
unlike social studies, where all I can think of is "PAP forever!"
and maths ah..
aiyah, at least I know how to do 0.2 x 0.007 kind of sums.
HAHAHAHAHA.
if only the whole paper was like that.

and I just sneezed and there's saliva on the keyboard.
not like you needed to know that but I'm just trying to fill some space here.
I'm waiting for 6.30 to come.
that's when we go down for DINNER!
HAHAHAHAHAHHA!

eh you know ah, people who have cat shit breath in the mornings should just SHUT THE BLOODY FUCK UP and NOT TALK TO ME and make me wonder, from Jurong East MRT Station to Tiong Bahru MRT Station, who the hell stepped on cat shit. If you really need to open your mouth and tell me something really really really important, at least tap me on the shoulder first so I can hold my breath and you can proceed to talk.

by the way do you know that I have a hidden talent?
well now it's just talent cos It's not hidden already.
I can differentiate cat shit from dog shit by smelling them.
and based on my credible experience, dog shit smells way better that cat shit.
i'm not being biased ok.
really really.
try finding cat and dog shit and smell and compare them.
you'll know what i'm talking about.

is it 6.30 yet?
damn it.

2006-09-01T13:31:00.000+08:00

eh i think I've been very kind to my father.
I haven't asked for any electronic stuff from him ok.
like handphones and mp3 players and what not.
he was supposed to buy me a phone but I havent even mention anything about it to him.
I will spare him this time round.
but i did ask him for a little something lah..
i asked him for slippers lah k. hahaha.
Fadilah and I have to share slippers.
cheebai.

and i have nothing else to blog about.

2006-08-25T08:02:00.000+08:00

my father is coming back on Sunday.
Sunday is two days away. ( like you didnt know that.)
two days is TOOOOOO LOOOOOONG!
and my mum still hasn't given me my allowance.
and I am patiently waiting.

eh let me tell you something.
let me tell you of a girl who is so different from her family.
while ALL her family members are retardedly tall, she is retardedly short for her age.
while ALL her family members wear footwear that are of size 11, she wears a size 6.
and you know, to make herself feel better so that she wouldn't feel like an alien, she bought size 7 school shoes. so now you all know why my school shoe is bigger than my feet and so it makes it seem like I'm dragging my feet.
while ALL her family members eat anything and everything, she is a fussy eater.

and if by now you still don't know I was talking about me, you should just .... i dont know.
so anyway, because of that, guess what Fadilah called me yesterday.
she
called
me
a
HOBBIT.

so fucking mean right? if i ever have to stay in IMH, it'll be because of what she said.
blooooody hell.
and by the way, do you know that there's a spirit in the house scaring Fadilah?
and you know what the best part is?
it has decided to PRETEND to be me.
I have an imposter.
it will wear the clothes I wear and take my form and scare Fadilah.
To date, she has seen "me" 4 times.
1) at the foot of her bed. ("I" was just standing there)
2) at the sofa while I was in bloody school.
3) behind the door.
4) in her room behind her. which was like last night.
but serve Fadilah right lah. after calling me a HOBBIT, she tried to scare me by sending this message. ok lah, i admit, i got scared. so anyway, she knew I was scared. so when the spirit version of me stood behind her in Fadilah in her room, fadilah thought it was me. so she turned to look at "me" and proceeded to laugh at "me." and then returned to doing her stuff. but when she turned back, "I" was gone.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! serve you right. laugh some more lah. laugh. that's what you get.
because of this, I came up with a secret code.
if fadilah was unsure as to whether it is me or it's just my imposter, she has to say, "KARANG GUNI!"
and I will respond by saying, "PET POT PET POT!"
seriously.
if you dont know what that is, that's the sound of the karang guni man's horn.

i think I am boring you.
fine.
GO!

2006-08-19T17:46:00.000+08:00

this is what I did for today (I kid you not):
- wake up
- watch tv
- eat
- sleep
- wake up
- watch tv
- sleep
- wake up
- watch tv
- blog.

and everyday when I reach home from school, this is what I do (I kid you not either):
- shout "I'M HUNGRY! I'M HUNGRY!!! YOU DON'T KNOW IS IT? I'M HUNGRY!!!!" to fadilah.
it's a wonder why she still hasn't shot me in the head.

and now let me show you some pictures.

you know what they all have in common?

they're all geekily hot ok. and if these pictures coem out messy, .... I couldnt care less.

I'd adjust them but I have a bloody stomach ache now.

2006-08-09T11:24:00.000+08:00

cheebai friendster. it's down for maintenance.

so today, I will show you pictures. pictures of whoever I want.
so you can choose to sit through my nonsense or go to someone else's blog NOW!

but before I start, let me tell you all something.
I'm fated to be with Lee Kuan Yew lah k.
I was talking abt him to a friend on MSN, and then I went to Yahoo.com and guess what?
LEE KUAN YEW'S picture was the first thing I saw.
HA HA HA!
ok done.

this is the boy from Zathura. I shall call him Zathura boy because his parents gave him a stupid name that I refuse to reveal. hell, you probably know it already. but anyway, here he is.

so cute ah! SO CUTE AH! here's another one.

he's my imaginary younger brother ok.
dont you think he looks like Alex D. Linz? the one from Home Alone 3.. I show you which one.

ah there. that one. he used to be cute only. they he grew up and became a young boy.
young boy = not cute at all.

eh i'm tired lah. I'll do this again someday. hahaha.

2006-08-02T13:50:00.000+08:00

I wanted to blog the other day but the computer was taking so damn long that I gave up.
what I wanted to blog the other day was.. WOOHOO! I SOLVED A SIMULTANEOUS EQUATION!!!!
ya, only one lah k.
be happy for me.

do you know that.. my mum moved the computer to the balcony?
who the hell puts a computer at the balcony?
look at my neighbours.
they have real birds inside their bird cage at their balcony.
then they have a fish tank at their balcony.
but absolutely no computers!
and what do we have?
we have a bird cage hanging, with a fake bird inside which makes fake bird noises when the wind blows. and under the cage we have..... hey, what do you know? A BLOODY COMPUTER!
and some more the balcony only has grills okay, no window.
so I hope the rain will one day destroy the whole computer.

actually no lah, I hope that doesnt happen.
and then and then.. GUESS WHAT.
my mum subscribed to the rest of the HBO channels.
3 of them! or maybe 4.
WHY THE HELL IS IT SO DAMN HARD FOR HER TO SUBSCRIBE TO ONE PARTICULAR CHANNEL CALLED NICKELODEON?! WHYYYY?
she can't buy one but se can't buy another 3 or 4 channels that have been deemed useless by Fadilah and me.
bloody hell.

2006-07-27T13:41:00.000+08:00

I have decided to hate fish.
I mean cooked ones.
I shall not eat fish unless it's fish fillet, fish nuggets or fish and chips.
mainly those kind of fish that do not come in their original form.
I dont know why I'm doing this.
I think it's because I know I can. hahaha.
I'm so going to make my mum's life miserable.
like it's not enough that I don't eat 75% of the food she cooks.
I'm just damn picky lah.
but when it comes to veggies, DO NOT MAKE ME EAT THEM.
if you do, I'll just throw up.
I think it's some psychological thing.
but whatever lah. I just hate them. my number 1 enemy.

i thought after the whole stomach flu thing, I'd gain my weight back.
but nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
I am almost 44 kg. so saddening ah.
so that's it lah. my next mission is to gain my weight back.
which is .. I dont know what.
and you know what? I didnt even have a previous mission, and I said 'next mission'.
hahaha. dream on lah. i'll always be the boring person that I am.
a person without missions.

anyway, how stupid does stomach flu sound anyway?
couldnt they have given it a nicer name?
name it like.. stomachtivitis or throw-up-non-stop-sickness.
it makes me feel stupid when I say it.

i'm not done blogging but im too lazy to cntinue.
hahahah.

2006-07-26T17:49:00.000+08:00

I am hungry.
yesterday while eating rice and chicken, I found a toenail.
not buried amongst the rice but in my mouth.
it was all covered in sambal.
i'd expect this kind of thing to happen in my grandmother's house but not here.
i'm craving for the boneless chicken rice at Far East
and also the Spicy Chicken from PastaMania.
I almost had spicy chicken yesterday ok.
I told my mum I wanted Spicy Chicken so she coul buy and bring it back.
but guess what she bloody hell brought back.
some chicken burger from Mos Burger that was the size of ....
I dont know. it's just damn tiny.
and to think that from 6.30pm to 9pm, I was drooling all the way, awaiting my spicy chicken.

i am hungry.

2006-07-23T18:33:00.000+08:00

fadilah: I want a baby sister or brother. I don't want you all. so big, so boring.
faezah: HELLO. you think what? we also want you?

the nerve of her.

2006-07-14T18:16:00.000+08:00

Randomness: this is my 40th post.

so anyway, I think I just ate a small piece of wool.
I was eating a bun and some small pieces dropped onto the floor..
and I picked them up to eat and I think I picked up a small piece of wool.
they taste the same anyway.

so anyway, today I vomitted 3 times.
including the time when I was brushiing my teeth.
it's damn gross lah k.
first you vomit colgate then you vomit the cookies out.
medicine is useless when you eat it to get cured but instead, you vomit your medicine out.
it's like.. bloody useless.

so anyway, my grandfather is staying over till he gets well.
it's a nice change..
instead of coming home to an empty house, there's like an adult at home.
although all he does is either lie down on the bed or on the couch..
it's still a nice change.

so anyway, my New Year's Resolution for 2007 is to remember my friend's birthday.
I know it's fucking early but whatever.
hayl, happy birthday. hahahaha
i suck lah.

ok vomit time. bye

this is for lesley.

2006-07-05T10:34:00.000+08:00

helping out at the grandmother's stall on a weekday where there's school tmr is th wrongest choice ever. I'm so fucking tired.
but it's not like I had a choice.
so I didn't go to school today.
my plans for today are sleep, watch tv, sleep and maybe do some Bio.

and I'm left to watch Nickelodeon in mosaic.
this is what you're forced to do when your mother takes away the channel.
we may be adults but our inner child is still caged inside us!
and while we're on the topic, I wish my mum wasn't ...... I wish she'd be more like a normal mum.
you know, the kind of mum's who will tell their son, "one piercing is enough young man!" and not, "one only ah? why not two? like me.."
it's damn retarded.

I like Life As We Know It.
and then.. I swear I had a lot to blog about but they're all gone now.
i want to d/l songs. any nice songs not?

2006-06-25T16:49:00.000+08:00

fucking bitch.
I DIDN'T EVEN GO ANYWHERE THS MORNING AND SHE INSISTED I DID!
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY TO THAT!
BITCH BITCH BITCH.

AND WHY DOES MY FATHER HAVE TO WORK SO HARD OVER THERE ONLY TO HAVE MY MUM OVER HERE HAVING THE TIME OF HER LIFE CLUBBING. FUCK IT LAH.

2006-06-23T23:16:00.000+08:00

I hate my mum.
my point of getting a job was so that I could pay off my debts (EHICH BY THE WAY, IF IT WASN'T FOR MY MUM, I WOULDN'T HAVE ANY DEBTS IN THE FIRST PLACE).
but guess what? she's going to take some of my pay away.
I dont know how much but being the (insert mean word here) that she is, she's going to milk it for what it's worth. fuck.

2006-06-14T00:47:00.000+08:00

I'm back.
hello sheila.
hello hayl.
hello clara.
hello lesley.
hello everyone whom I haven't seen.
I miss you all.
ha ha ha.
I bet you didnt think I'd say that.. ever.

so anyway...
work is kind of fun.
but customers aren't any part of the 'fun'.
sleeping on the floor in the store room is fun.
eating other people's food in the store room is fun.
climbing the shelves to look for shoes is fun. (I actually feel like Spiderman sometimes)
playing with the cash register is fun.
but serving customers?
HELL NO. I hate them.
if it weren't for them, I'd have no problem at all with waking up early to go to work.
but nooooo, I have to force myself to wake up and drag myself to work.
hate them hate them hate them.

i dont even know when the next Bio class is.
kindly inform me, anyone.
my room is in a mess. clothes here and there.

eh but working in the Tiong Bahru outlet is fun.
I think that for 6 hours, I only had to look for 4 pairs of shoes.
and besides, in TBP, the $3 Taiwanese chicken is always available.
you want a taste of Heaven?
It's in that chicken.

i forgot when my next working day is.
i'm too lazy to check sial.
in fact, i've been too lazy to do anything except sleep, or play Monopoly on fadilah's phone.
speaking of which, I think I shall go find some online game to play.
HAHAHAHA.

2006-05-29T19:04:00.000+08:00

I never thought I'd like any X-Men movie but I enjoyed every second of The Last Stand.
and now I'm bored.

you know what makes me happy?
chilli flakes.
no, seriously.
add it to your instant noodle and it's like eating Heaven.
if Heaven had a taste, THAT is how it will taste.
but then after that, it's Hell for me.
cos then, it's time for me to shit everything out.

i have nothing to do now.
eh no. i think i'll go do my bio tys.
hahahahaha. yes finally, something to do.

2006-05-27T00:20:00.000+08:00

I do not know how Mr Kiasu's favourite phrase can turn into something majority of the minahs use. I'm talking about the phrase, "I LIKE..."
the worst thing is that, they usually spell it like this --> i loike! or i l0iKe!
they can bloody hell go and join Paris Hilton in her bid to kill me slowly inside with her never ending "That's hot!".
it's worsER when they actually say it.
god...

lesley, my msn is fcukezah_@hotmail.com!!! that's fcukezah_@hotmail.com!!

2006-05-25T17:03:00.000+08:00

my addiction for dumb games has turned me into a .... i dont know okay?
in fact, the computer is in the process of downloading Zoo Tycoon and Skate Tycoon.
HA HA HA.

you know what?
i'll just buy some tycoon game from 7-11.
I liked Roller Coaster tycoon.
I dont know where it is now.
I think we used to have it.
but you know, this house is like.. a magician's hat.
things go missing in here.

and i am too excited to blog more.
don't ask cos i dont know what I'm getting excited over.

2006-05-24T12:15:00.000+08:00

I'm addicted to Yahoo!Games.
those downloadable ones that come with a 60-minute free trial.
you've to buy it for like.. $19.something cents.
i think it's $19.90.. it has to be.
have you ever come across somethng that costs $19.40 or somethig other than $19.90?
I BET NOT.

now, if only I had a credit card.

2006-05-23T10:47:00.000+08:00

my family has some problems with legs.

1) my sister has a circular hole right smack in the center of her toe nail.
you can see the flesh in the hole.

2) my brother has the godfather of all scabs on his knee.
it's motherfucking big and it looks like several prunes put together.

3) I have 3 stuff growing on the sole of my right foot.
it used to be 1, then another one started growing. and then there's a new tiny one. and one more is growing, i think.

4) my father doesn't have to go to NS because he had a leg operation done.

5) my grandfather was recently admitted to the hospital and they took out this like... alien stone from his ankle.
god, it's fucking disgusting. it was some kind of growth.

6) my grandmother has or used to have this thing growing at the back of her knees.
it was the size of a tennis ball, I fucking swear.

7) and the worst one of us all, my late grandmother. her leg was ... bent backwards.... permanently. the shape? it looks like a boomerang. i'm serious.

and by the way, SHEILA HAS A NEW BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOHOOOOO!!!
okay yah.
http://www.smokingfuckingkills.blogspot.com

2006-05-16T14:26:00.000+08:00

yesterday, I was looking at this primary school minah because she was being annoying.
she was tying her hair and when she did so, she pulled her fringe back.
but I dont think she wanted the fringe to be pulled back in the first place cos she purposely-accidentally let the fringe back down.
then she went, "TSK!" and pulled the fringe back up.
she repeated the whole 'pull-back-fringe-then-purposely-accidentally-let-it-back-down-then-go-TSK' process fo like 3 or 4 times.
and i think, somehow, that gave me the right to like look at her and laugh silently.
and so she caught me looking at her and she stared at me.
so I stared back.
then when she couldn't stare anymore, she turned to her friend and said something.
then her minah friend said, "WHERE?!?!" and they stared at me.
so naturally, I stared back at the other minah.
but only because she looked autistic.
I swear, she looked like.. some girl suffering from autism.
bloody autistic minahs.

anyway, did you know that playing badminton can be really tiring?
I always thought of badminton as a 'loser' sport.
like, you know? you could never get a bead of sweat out of you when playing it.
but guess what, I KO-ed in school after playing.
and I rushed through my accounts paper just so I could have more time to sleep.

i just shat.
i'm sorry, I just wanted to end this entry but I didnt know how to so i had to say that.

2006-05-06T15:28:00.000+08:00

Lulu Junior is dead.
I think I want an ant farm.
they sell those things in Toys'R'Us you know..

2006-05-05T15:03:00.000+08:00

eh hello? I had nothing to do with the previous post okay.
wasn't me.
it was sheila vanitha.

i'm going to go sleep.
hahahah!

2006-05-02T19:48:00.000+08:00

PAP till i die lah.

ill be one of them when i grow up.

2006-04-28T21:48:00.000+08:00

I have a pet insect named Lulu Junior.
it's home is currently the case of my mathematical set.
i feed it bread (although i dont know what it eats) and i put 2 leaves inside just in case it's vegetarian. as you can see, I'm very proud cos this is my first pet.

the thing is, I dont know what species it is.

2006-04-26T14:25:00.000+08:00

vote for PAP if you know what's good for you.
or at least tell your parents to vote for them.

anyway, i couldnt find anything on Macho Mee on Yahoo!
damn sadistic lah k.

2006-04-24T19:18:00.000+08:00

so no one will comment on my previous entry is it?
fuckers.

I have a dental appointment on wednesday.
the dentist is going to look into my mouth and say, "sorry girl, gone case."
i have like 3 or 4 holes in my teeth okay.
hahahahaha. and when she digs into them, she's probably going to find 3-day old Kit Kat Chunky or some small piece of fishball.
disgusting is me.

HELLO. have you all ever eaten Macho Mee?
that was like... orgasmic.
Mamee can like fuck off lah.
Macho Mee was so much nicer. it tasted like... heaven.
and then I dont know what happened, Macho Mee disappeared from the face of the earth.
it isn't fair. good things should last forever.
maybe they lost the secret recipe or something.
fuck lah. whatever. just bloody hell bring it back.
matter of fact, I'm gnna do a Yahoo! search on it.
who knows, maybe the company went bankrupt.

anyway..... here're some pictures.

I love the Solarize mode in Sheila's phone.
we call it Mud mode.

see? I look like some Mud-girl.

hello, look at my nostrils.
and since sheila wont allow me to put this picture on friendster, i'll do it here.

HA HA HA.

2006-04-21T18:09:00.000+08:00

(in the bus sitting down, reaching Tiong Bahru Plaza)
sheila: do we have to stand up? can I just roll down? can you imagine? we just throw our bags and roll down the bus.

fucker. we were supposed to come online when we reached home so that we could do her blog for her but my sister beat me to it, so I couldn't use the computer. and now when I get to come online, I think Sheila's asleep.

and there's nothing to blog about.
hi hayley.

2006-04-19T21:13:00.000+08:00

I was thinking of deleting this blog but on second thoughts, maybe not.
cos then, I wouldn't have a place to complain and whine.

so anyway..
today, a minah kept staring at me just cos I saw her picking her nose.
relax lah. I'm not gonna tell anyone right?
except those who're reading.. but they don't even know what you look like.
hell, I myself forgot what you bloody hell look like.
but maybe if you pick your nose again, I might recognise you.
you dirty-brown-staring thing.

HA HA HA.
eh sheila you want blog anot?

2006-04-08T13:36:00.000+08:00

Danny Phantom is so bloody hot.
and if you don't know who he is,

that's him in the middle. hot right? I KNOW.
and look at how much hotter he gets when he transforms..

and by the way, I am not weird.
if you all think Spongebob is cute and adorable, then I think Danny Phantom is hot.
Spongebob is irritating. I hate him.

2006-03-22T14:45:00.000+08:00

".... you've got every word I said memorised in your head, and you'll use every one of them against me."

isn't that always the case?

2006-03-15T03:12:00.000+08:00

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you.
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain woe
Can show through

No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man,
to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.

I miss my late aunt. I want to visit her. but I don't even have the money to travel. and I'm scared that I'll get lost inside the cemetry and I won't be able to get out.

but that doesn't seem like such a bad idea after all.

2006-03-06T18:08:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time during recess .......
as you all already know, I HATE TAUGEH.
so there we were, Sheila and I, eating our Mee Soto and I had picked out the taugehs one by one.
by the time I was done, I had this big heap of taugeh in front of me on the table, beside the bowl.
it was considered a pretty big heap okay. Puva said it was worth 50 cents. WHAT IS THE SCHOOL TRYING TO DO TO ME. I HATE VEGETABLES.
so anyway, as the story goes..

sheila: (looks at the Taugeh Mountain) eh, how come I don't have taugeh ah?
faezah: (stares at sheila for a few seconds)
sheila: OHHHH. I ATE MINE ALREADY!!!!!!!

bloody fucker sial.
but I think I'm fortunate ok.
I'm still very well-fed although I go to school with zero dollars and zero cents.

2006-02-27T16:05:00.000+08:00

I need to change my blogskin.. but I think I said that before.

anyway, wanna know something new?
I F-U-C-K-I-N-G HATE my mum.
oh wait.. sorry. that's nothing new.
para pundeh lah.

I shat 2 times after I reached home.
I had to tell you all that. why?
cos I've nothng to blog about.
HAHAHAHA.
don't you just want my very efficient digestive system?
roll over and fucking rot lah. I hate it.
eye ar ar eye tee eh tee eye and gee.
okay lah, that was supposed to be IRRITATING.
tsk.

so yah.. I hate my mum.
hahahahaha.
I dont want a PSP anymore.
I want a Sony Ericsson K750i.
cheebai sheila.

and I find it irritating that fullstops cannot be in Italics.
I mean.. I know no matter what, it can't be in italics because it's a bloody circle.
but it's frustrating.

and you thought you were weird.

2006-02-21T22:15:00.000+08:00

hello I am back. HAHAHAH.
it's supposed to be fadilah's turn to use the pc but fuck off lah.
HHAHAHAHA. i'm damn hungry.

today, I think the highlight of the day was getting to smell this boy who smelled of FART.
he smelled like.. HELL.
I don't know. I think Hell smells better.
The smell was so intoxicating that I actually choked.
maybe he was late for school and decided to just crap in his pants.
I shat in school today, first period. HAHAHAAHHA.
it's difficult trying to keep your stuff in for the whole of assembly.
okay so that was the highlight of the day.
lesson of the day?
Avoid eating Kit Kat Chunky in the morning.

god, I hate this blogskin.
i'd pay someone to change it for me.
if I even had the money in the first place.

2006-02-18T14:33:00.000+08:00

AAAAAAHHHH.
sec 5 fucking sucks.
and it especially sucks even more when you're chairperson. every little thing is directed at you.
when your classmates go missing, you have to answer for them. i am a human being, not a bloody 5MM Radar.
fuck, they don't even have the common courtesy to infrm me to tell me where they're going and choose to make things difficult for me.
"i need to know what's happening... Faezah?"
DON'T ASK ME THAT.
and then just cos we have a high absentism rate, I'm expected to know why these people are regularly absent.
ask them, don't ask me. who or what exactly do you think I am. I just assume they woke up at 5.30 in the morning and decided to go back to sleep. eh, whatever lah. cheebai.

I have phlegm. phlegm tastes nice. I'm going to play with them now. bye.

2006-01-29T00:02:00.000+08:00

approximately half an hour ago, I had something to blog about.
and approximately half an hour later, I can't remember anything about it.

my chinese grandfather is here in the house. he's coming along to indonesia. how cute is that? he's sleeping now. and I keep taking glances at him. I think I'm afraid that he'll d**. is that even normal? I'm not cursing him or anything but everytime I look at him, I can't help but wonder how long more he's got. god, what the fuck is wrong with me.

anyway..
yah there's no anyway. I'm just bored.

to RiNsSs: I'd be digging my own grave if I were to bring back kreteks. and I don't want a grave anyway. I think I want to be mummified.

2006-01-26T23:19:00.000+08:00

hahahah. sorry lah. I know I haven't been updating but there's just nothing to blog about.
unless you want me to complain about my ownself. do you know that I'm behaving like as if Final Year exams just ended? I go to school, I don't pay attention, I don't do my work, I sleep whenever possible and when I go home, I don't do anything at all. I don't do my homework and stuff. and to think I'm actually sitting for O's this yr.

oh yah, people. I'm flying off to Indonesia to reunite with the father for Chinese New Year. I think I'm going on either Saturday or Sunday and will only be back on the 6th. So if you guys want to buy anything frm there, tell me k.

my eyelids feel like as if Hulk Hogan is dangling from it. I'm fucking sleepy ok.
damn. I'm not kidding. omg. I'm gg to sleep now.

2006-01-10T16:35:00.000+08:00

I don't know what to think of myself when I watch Nickelodeon for hours.
I neglect my homework and all.
I love That's So Raven.
Zoey 101 can suck my .. imaginary balls.
Jamie Spears and her sister.
there is absolutely no difference btw the two.
bitchy-ness and stupidity is in their blood.
I like Raven. I don't know why.
I think she's funny. and she's comfortable with her body.
I hate it when celebrities turn anorexic.
it's like Fadilah.. she'll go like "I'm so fat!".
hello, go and die lah.

and the fadilah wants to use the computer so I have to go.
HAHAHAHA. bitch sial.

2006-01-05T15:46:00.000+08:00

HELLO.
school's a bitch.
I don't love school anymore.
timetable sucks, (dismissal time sucks more)
fav. bench in chemistry lab TAKEN! (now Sheila and I are going to get picked on by him)
no more mr sng ( he has decided that he prefers handling prisoners than handling girls)

the only thing I like right now is the weather.
HAHAHA.
i got headache lah.
excuse me.
and im hungry.
so im going to eat. bye.
and dont come back.
i'm boring.

2005-12-29T15:01:00.000+08:00

I've been wanting to update but there's nothing to update.
the first time I wanted to update, my brother needed to use the com.
the second time? my ass was yearning for the toilet bowl.
and now.. I need to shit but what the hell. I'll blog first.
the toilet bowl can wait.
eh but my stomach fucking hurts lah.
I can already hear your thoughts.
"go shit lah, you stupid shit."
so you know what,, I shall go.

i am back. hahahahahahahaa.
damn faeces refused to come out.

so anyway, there's only one thing worth blogging about.
and it's that during hayl's christmas dinner thing, there was this white white strawberry stuff.
I dont know what you call it but there's only one word I can use to describe the effect it had -- ORGASMIC SIAL.
okay lah, two words but the important word is ORGASMIC.
I don't know why but the thing reminds me of heaven. it was so white and.. pure?
aiyah, whatever lah.

school on tuesday.
HAHAHAHAHA.
WOOHOOOOOOOO.
at least I'll have something to blog about when school starts.
life without school is boring.

2005-12-23T21:08:00.000+08:00

sorry for the lack of updates.

hahahaha. you know what.
i'm not sorry. hahahah.

hurray christmas is coming!
and I'm very sure I'll burn in hell cos' look at me.
I remember clearly that I wasn't looking forward to Hari Raya.
and now, I can't wait for christmas to come.
what the fuck is wrong with me.

I am waiting for my next allowance, although I'm not quite sure why.
maybe I just love money.
WTF lah.

oh my brother cut his hair. he looks much better now.
now I can afford to be nice to him.
i didn't like him when he had long hair.
he was... not nice looking. so I didn't want to talk to him.
and for the third time, WTF.
thank God that you don't have a sister like me.

2005-12-16T08:04:00.000+08:00

okay before you say anything,
i'm going to admit it myself.
"what was I thinking?!"
yes, I know.
I have like an ugly blogskin but ha ha ha who cares.
and i am using frames.
hahahahahaha.
i think people were getting sick looking at my previous blogskin.
if they weren't, i was.

so anyway.. N Level results was supposed to be TODAY.
but false alarm lah.
for the first time ever, I like false alarms.
this is what will happen if I fail:
1) I've to pay for the Nickelodeon channel.
2) I don't get a new handphone.
3) I'll be laughing at myself for the rest of my life.

and this is what will happen if I pass:
1) i
2)won't
3)pass.

and i can't go into friendster. i mean... i can but only for one third of a second. after that, the IE browser closes by itself. I miss friendster, as sucky as it was.

and do you know that i have a nice brother?
I took his $12. and he didn't even mind.
where else can you find a brother like this?
he's my body-full-of-stretch-marks younger brother.

anyway, i saw lesley in town the other day.
okay done, i blogged about you.

christmas christmas!
what the hell. i'm muslim lah.
but i'm still getting my friends gifts, although they will arrive only at a later date.
hahahaha.

okay when you're done laughing at my blogskin, kindly leave.

2005-12-04T16:38:00.000+08:00

hahahahahaha.
i'm listening to White Flag.
hahahahahaha.

i think I need a walking stick.
my back is killing me.
and it only attacks during training.
after some sleep, it'll be back to normal.
and then now that the pain is gone,
a new pain has decided to emerge.
it's somewhere on my right thigh.
i can feel the bone move when I walk okay.
i'm so damn useless.
hahahahahahaha.

fucker.
i need a new song to listen to lah.

oh and you know, I seriously don't know what has happened to our generation.
THEY DO NOT HAVE ANY DIGNITY AT ALL.

2005-11-30T02:31:00.000+08:00

Dido's White Flag makes me happy.
I don't even know why.

yesterday, we went ghost hunting.
and you know what?
I don't have a third eye AND sixth sense.
it felt like I was playing a bloody kite while the other three were seeing things all the way.
I want to be thankful that I can't see AND feel things
but at the same time, I WANT TO SEE.
kanina.

2005-11-26T16:53:00.000+08:00

can Barney just take a look in the fucking mirror and act his age,
instead of jumping around to "I love you, you love me...".
nobody knows his age for sure but he sure sounds like he's supposed to be going through mid-life crisis by now.
hell, he even LOOKS like it.
grow up lah, barney.
you satan.

anyway, I am going to talk about minahs now.
if you're tired of reading about minahs here, then just skip this part
and go back to doing what you were doing before you came here.
but I guess you weren't doing anything in the first place since you came here, I bet out of boredom.
okay ok.back to minahs.
DON'T THEY REALISE THAT ATTRACTING ATTENTION is so 56779864 years ago?
this mini minah danced inside the train.
and made fun of another older minah cos she was wearing those white converse shoes.
what' wrong with the mini minah anyway?
white converse shoes are way cool.
at least, it's cooler that the shoe she herself was wearing, which had like YELLOW SUNFLOWERS on it for god's sake.
who is she to make fun of people who wear white converse shoes when her shoes were like.. shoes that my late grandmother would wear.
and I realised that minahs don't stare at you unless you're dressed like them.
so it's good when you're on your way to training in the train, in training shirt and shorts and shoebag.
oh and by the way, the mini minah's nose, the ugliest part of her, was the size of St John's island.
and to tink she was making fun of people and dancing in the train.
HUR HUR.

2005-11-25T12:33:00.000+08:00

soccer training later and I dont know whether to go or not.
tsk. look at me.
I finally get what I want and I'm not using it.
fucker faezah.

anyway, .....
I wonder if my mum has transferred money already?
and I am currently listening to 50 cent's In Da Club.
I have no idea what/who I'm turning into.

can I have money ANOT?
I want to go out OKAY?

oh do you know that.. I'm damn proud of my brother?
he is constantly being surrounded by friends of his age and they are constantly smoking..
but he still has not chosen to take a single puff.
i think it's my mum.
he hates seeing my mum smoke, therefore, he hates the sight of cigarettes.
hur, for the first time EVER, my mum has done something good.

Creed - Don't stop Dancing
At times life is wicked and I just can’t see the light
A silver lining sometimes isn’t enough
To make some wrongs seem right
Whatever life brings
I’ve been through everything
And now I’m on my knees again
But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know that many feel this way

Children don’t stop dancing
Believe you can fly
Away…away

At times life’s unfair and you know it’s plain to see
Hey God I know I’m just a dot in this world
Have you forgotten about me?
Whatever life brings
I’ve been through everything
And now I’m on my knees again
But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know that many feel this way

Am I hiding in the shadows?
Forget the pain and forget the sorrows
But I know I must go on
Although I hurt I must be strong
Because inside I know that many feel this way

2005-11-22T14:44:00.000+08:00

don't you just hate those door-to-door salesmen?
they're alright if they leave once you say, "sorry, I've no money."
but the ones who just won't stop talking really piss me off.
like this Malay man who was trying to sell some stuff.

malay man: hi! i'm selling these 3 bags of (idontknowwhat) for $10.
faezah: my mum's not home and I've no money. sorry.
malay man: we have it in this flavour, this flavour and this flavour.
faezah: I have no money.
malay man: you don't want these chips? I have more (idontknowwhat) that you might be interested in.
faezah: MY MOTHER ISN'T HOME. I HAVE NO MONEY.
malay man: now, I have this in chilli flavour. but if you want the plain ones, don't worry. I also have them.

YOU WOULD THINK HIS EARS WERE DETACHED OR SOMETHING BUT NO, THEY WERE RIGHT THERE. I know because I checked. well, I had to. I thought maybe he didn't have any ears, because he obviously wasn't listening to me. If I had the money, I'd have bought those stuff frm him-- but I don't. and it's not like I didn't tell him I didn't have the money, so it totally isn't my fault that he went on and on talking about his stuff. I DID NOT MISLEAD HIM INTO THINKING I HAD MONEY.

okay bye. im gonna watch Hey Arnold!

2005-11-21T05:52:00.000+08:00

eh anyone knows any website that I can upload my songs into?
fucker angelfire.
they find joy in suspending my accounts.

2005-11-18T20:13:00.000+08:00

I changed URL just so I could blog about my mum.
I don't want her to read this because she's a really great mother.
but I need to figure something out.
I hate her.
and I don't know why.

it's not like she gave me a bad childhood.
and I've never been beaten up by my parents. (maybe that'll explain my rotten behaviour)
she doesn't give me a curfew.
or calls me every half an hour when I'm out to shout "COME HOME NOW!"
in fact, she's very understanding towards my needs as a teenager (wtf).
and she's so open-minded that I can tell her "CHAO CHEEBAI" or "FUCK YOUR MOTHER'S P*SSY". (it's damn rude and vulgar, I know-- even to me)
and she will still reply, "your boyfriend got no dick!"
and I still don't know why I hate her.

sometimes I get mad at her for :
- providing my brother's friends with cigarettes. (they're only 13 or 14 and they can finish one pack in one night.)
- scolding us for not cleaning the house. (there's nothing to clean in the first place)
- scolding my dad when he doesn't pick up her calls.
- asking me to clean my room. (it's my own personal space, so just leave my room alone)
- always saying how similar I am to my dad. (I'd be happy with that comment, except that she means that I am a liar and I am stupid.)**I have a lot to say about this point**
- spending money on unnecessary stuff.

and there's a whole lot more.
but all tht doesn't make me hate her.
it's something else but i can't quite figure it out.
what the fuck is wrong with me.
I think I've some unknown mental disease.