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  • Cross with all of them

    im so upset. :'( nobody else does the hsework around here. im lyk da daughter cum slave cum student in this hse. everyone expects me to clean up after their mess. wat m i? i haf my own priorities too ok. i haf responsibilities of my own n to make things worse, im taking my O-levels tis yr.....haf pity on me.if i dun vacum da hse, trust me no one will. i think itll; b beta if i juz stay in sch everydae till 9 since its open till then. at least i haf a more condusive environment to study. i so sad. why cant my family b lyk others'. y cant my mum do hseworks like other mums n y cant me sis b more responsible of their mess.:!:

  • I'm caught up in this sea of agony...

    It's nearing...every second that passes now matters. Nonetheless I'm still the same stubborn old me. I don't know why; but although I comprehend my priorities well, I simply can't get cracking at my studies. So, okay, right now, there's only one month left till the O levels. I'm so in deep trouble...

    88|Maybe I should start right now. Let's see, let's begin with E maths first. I wonder just how long can I last before I return to this indifferent girl who dreams of a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.sigh!I badly need motivation...

    Tmr Im gonna visit my late grandmother's grave after one year. Wow, I really miss her. Tons! Talking about that, I know she would want me to do well, and I know that I wouldn't want to let her down too. I need to do well for her....but look at me now....sad...

  • Return from the Dead

    hahaha>:-[i've finally returned. wow tt was a long break wasnt it. not inerestedlah typeall tis crap n then allowing ppl to read.doin tis simly for fun. ok tmr last dae for prelims. haha. din study. who cares rite? even da dummest ppl i bet u can be happy n successful in lyf.

    i hope im one of em, though im actually smart...so, wat r my chances rite??? i noe...so much beta

    ok lets not be flattery and pompous. anw i actually got my prelim results for hmt n german alredi.horrid, but fine
    B4 for german(i noe!!!:D) and A2 for hmt.
    to those who can understand german:ich bin uberglucklich.
    to those who can understand malay:saya sunnguh beruntung!!!
    to those who can understand english:i have no idea how i got tt kind of results.astonishing right???:p

    k gtg sleeptmr chemistry and additional maths paper
    hopefully id do fine

  • *HUH! TALK ABOUT EMBARASSING MOEMENTS*

    let's see, today i slept for almost 14 hours. i was totally knocked out from yesterday's prize presentation. not that it was gruelling or languishing, but i think i consumed too much food that i turned sloth. yeah, it means gained pounds!

    at about 7 plus, i went out with the entire family. as usual, we went out for dinner, like any other saturdays. every week, it'd be a different place. i think by now, we would have covered 50% of all the dining outlets in singapore; halal ones of course.

    okay, so you'd be asking, what's the big deal right?but guess what, i didn't notice until i was halfway finishing my meal that i realized that the family seated next to mine was fandi ahmad's family. and there she was, the posh wendy jacob, eating opposite us, looking all pretty and dolled up as usual. and gosh, they have so many children. well, not that i bothered to count, but it seemed a lot! and they're all so gorgeous. what do you expect, malay and eurasian results in pretty faces!okay, enough of the flattery.

    that wasn't all. after some time, guess who i met. MR NASIR!!! yes, our school's mr nasir. he was with his friends. now this was the moment that i was 'paiseh-ed'!

    i saw him walking nearby my family's dinner table, and so i waved. he was like"oh hi!" and he came to our table. i was happy for a moment. i introduced him to my parents. and then, he held out his hand. awkwardly, nobody received him(for about 2 seconds). so i thought okay, he wanted a handshake, so i held out mine.at the sametime, my dad did that too. so mr nasir salam-ed him first. and there i was, with my hand out waiting for a handshake. i didn't know that he wanted to salam. i thought it was suppose to be a handshake.(just in case you didn't know, in islam, only males can salam each other and true for famales as well; except for special cases) of course, mine wasn't a special case. i was so paiseh-ed.

    after that, i didn't utter a single word during dinner. i realized that mr nasir kept looking at my family. doing a survey i guess. but it was totally freaky! he must be thinking, why did she want to salam me? or something like that...:!:

    darn aziah!|-|

  • picked up a dirrty man on the phone

    :??:okay, this seems weird and totally daft, but it's nonetheless true. On sat night(okay, perhaps consider it sunday morning since it was already 2am), i intended to invite my cousine to join me for orchard trip-shopping.so i smsed her"hey, wanna go orchard tmr?reply asap"

    soon after that, the phone rang. i thought it was my cousin, so i was alredy all excited; but when i picked up the call, a man's voice answered.
    hello? you wanna go orchard? what time? are you alone? where do u wanna meet? do u want me to fetch u?

    i was like, oh my gosh you are you? so i said wrong number almost immediately. to my surprise, he kind of snapped at me" you smsed me and now u say wrong number". i was shocked. he then used harsh words on me and insisted that he meets me in orchard. what a man! he sounded like he's in his 30's, chinese and definitely dirrty...:crazy:

    it is a long story. to cut it short, soon after that, i couldn't sleep peacefully. and guess what, the next day i dared not go orchard for any reason.

    moral of the story is:never ever call or sms wrong numbers anymore. risky

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