What if..
…we carried it around in our purses or pockets?
…we’d go back to get it if we forgot it?
…we flipped through it several times a day?
…we used it to receive messages from the text?
…we treated it like we couldn’t live without it?
…we gave it to our kids as gifts?
…we used it as we traveled?
…we used it in cases of emergencies?

Hopefully this short reminder is something to make us stop and think, “where is my Qur’an?” Remember to use your time in Ramadan for Qur’an.

Dust. Dust. Aaaachooo! Excuse me.
Whoah. Got some new things here hah... Okaay. I can actually hide all those miniature icons on top...? Hmm.. Ok.

Er... How exactly do i do the LJ cut eh? I seem to have forgotten which icon to select. So that new feature of hiding the icons above there is not that useful anyway.

Ok wait. I think i may just know which one. Aha! Found it. So let's try to click below and see if my cut is successful.

ive been busy! life been great! yeah my love life too! thanks for asking! thanks for caring.. oh you shouldnt have.. i will be busy.. more business! ohhh busy+ness= business! hahahaha. oh ok.. oh i know how to do french braid now! ive been practising on sarah's hair! she didnt complain. hahaha. 

ok. bubuyee~~

That song is soooo tak sesuai if you happen to be in Egypt.
'Cos by the time the fire fighters reach the burning house, it would've already been, well, burnt.
So i would just suggest some water, a hugeass fire extinguisher and put it out yourself.

Like the video you've just watched, the 5 guys did exactly that and lived.

When u put people named Sarah, Saliha, Azizah and Fazidah together, what do you get?

 #1
"N.S.U.H.R.A.U.H.L.R.H.I.U.Z.D.A.H.L.A"
By far, this is the most ridiculous nickname ever created in the world of MSN.
I mean seriously.
Ridiculously ridiculous.
Oh just fyi, there's supposed to be hearts at both ends of the nickmane, i just couldn't be bothered to cut&paste the (supposedly) cute little red hearts.

So okay, i'm back with my very personal interpretations of MSN captions/nicknames.
This time around i'm gonna include nicknames as well, as far as i can, seeing how out of hand the nicknames are getting...

So that numero uno nickname is my favourite to hate.
I mean, not only it's out-of-proportionately loooong, it's quite obvious that it represents the name of the owner of this nickname and her "oh-my-one-and-only" beau. eeee creeps. 
So what's the point of putting it in that form then, if it's so obvious?
 Do you want me to spell it out for you guys?
Errrr.. Thanks for the offer, but no, thanks. Spare me the gruesomeNess.

#2
Hey! It's exam season again!
So as we can expect, plenty are more than willing to share their exam schedules, their personal motivations and also their prayers to our one and only GOD.

"Qawa'id Fiqhiyyah"
"Adab & Balagha"

While some are contented to just simply inform us the name of the next paper they will be sitting for, others are a bit more.... generous with their information.

"it doesnt matter how SLOW u GO..as long as U dont STOP..<<robbi yasser>>13/1:QODOYAHfiqhiyahMU'ASARAH D0akn ye~! maceh! (demam)"

Hah! This is definitely a winner.
Its sums up basically all of the above mentioned. It has info about the next paper(date included, very informative indeed), the prayer for success and of course the little motivation there right at the beginning.
And, and, there's added info there. This person is sick. Awww. So pitiful. Get well soon.

(Is this cool or what??
I love what i'm doing. Haha.) 

And of course the all time favourite... The Countdown.

"[3 more.. Focus.. Target.. Aim..] ♦ [Do not under-estimate the power of Du'aa..] ♦ [Good luck, guys.. Study smart..]"

Again, very generous. A wish of good luck for everyone, there. Good, good.

"Never ever give up..Fight till the end!"
"work hard..pray hard..."
" An optimistic dream is a seed that grows into a tree of success."

And just some normal, normal motivations/advices... Go go ciayo!

#3
Oh! Happy new HIjrah year everyone! 
And of course i spotted a few wishing us all the same thing..

"Selamat menyambut awal muharram 1429"
"happy new year to all"
"Zikral Hijrah 1429!A new chapter"

Ehm... I'm quite surprised none actually list out their new year resolutions or anything.
Wow, that would have been more interesting...

#4
There are some others who are spokespeople for certain few websites and are proudly advertising it.

"7 Habits of Highly Effective Ppl ! http://www.iluvislam.com/v1/viewpage.php?page_id=284"
"Ever thought about starting your own business? - > www.wealthseminar.vocalp.com" 

 If u want to be a highly effective businessperson, feel free to visit the above websites.
Hey, i want credit for this advert as well!

#5
And below are all the miscellaneous that i just couldn't figure out how to categorize them but certainly worth mentioning!

Sigh.
Been listening to old, old, old songs lately.
And feeling as old as the songs are.
Ergh.
It's 2008, dammit.

That means i will be 23 this year!
Its TWENTY THREE!

Bluegh. Bluegh.
Is that old?
I personally think that's old enough.
And please stop saying that "a year older... a year wiser" thing. Whilst i won't deny that, but still... It's looks bad on my IC.
Ehm... so what does being 23 means?
It means:

#1 : I'm no longer 19.
#2 : My status as a full time student is approaching to it's end.
#3 : I'll be needing anti-ageing treatmeants instead of the normal instant hydrafresh and smell like lemon applications.

Sigh.
 Gosh. I've been sighing a lot.

Ok, i think i need to move on to happier and more optimistic themes.

Oh yeah, as i was saying before. I've been listening to and downloading (ooppss, i mean file sharing) old old songs.
Songs dated waaaaay back to my secondary school years.
The years where, sebum, fat molecules and hormones were rampant and dominant.

Ergh. Gone were those days. I think i've wasted part of my youth, where i succumbed to the notorious nature of puberty.
 And  these are the songs i've been listening to for the past few days....

#1 : All or nothing by O-Town (i love the part where it says "it's time to show and tell...")
#2 : Songs by Spice Girls (except for the incredibly irritating and constipating Wannabe, "if u wanne be my lover..." how can ANYONE even sing that song?? It takes all the air in your lungs, and if sung wrongly, it could be fatal, u know.)
#3 : I Try by Macy Gray ( i don't really mind listening to it though, it has kinda cool lyrics. "I try to say goodbye and i choke... i try to walk away and i stumble..." aaaah, how cool is that....? love love love it.)
#4 : Killing Me Softly by The Fugees. (Classic. I remember singing to the karaoke version of it. One of my fav karaoke songs, cos its so easy to sing. Ehm, now im recalling Macarena...)
 
Oh yeah, i'm also currently addicted to OSTs from HSM2!
And to think i rambled on being 23 and stuff and now im actually listening "i've got to move on and be who i am... i just don't belong here..."
So much for being mature.

Anywaaaays....



 Im kinda missing my family back home....
Mother, and my two grumpy and blur (in chronological order) sisters.
(ok, im sooo not sticking to the optimistic theme i've set earlier...)
I wonder what they are doing right now....

Ok ok, stick to positive themes...

Well, i actually have nothing much to say really.
No positive/optimistic light shining on me right now.
Just feel like typing. That's all.

OOOOH, i think i just have an idea for my next entry. 
But let's just keep it under wraps first.
But it has got to do with the MSN.
Hehehehe... *....Mischevious grin and rubbing of palms...*

 Till then!

(oh by the way, that's Mama by Spice Girls playing the backgorund)
Don't u just adoooore this song?? Love love love it!)
Specially for you Mother!

One year older, one year less clumsier! Happy 21st Birthday Su'aid!

 

Fila said that Egypt is suffering from the millenium bug. 8 years tardy.
Why? 
1) Her is atm card is swallowed by the hungry atm machine. And an anonymous worker who works near the atm machine said, "oh don't worry, that's quite normal."
2) Vodafone network was down and when we asked the woman behind the vodafone counter how come there isn't any network, she simply smiled and said, "it's a global problem." 
3) Su'aidah is suffering from some kind of a retarded bug on her birthday. Or something.

Anyways... Happy @))* (that's 2008 with the shift key pressed. ok whatever.)

Its a Bloody Kambing Day!!

Hope not.
I hope it'll be better this year.

I need my beauty sleep.

Please...?

That mistake noor deros made is stuck in my head.

But that is exactly what i will miss so dearly...

I will miss Noor.
I will miss Ust Rizal.
I will miss Budyn.
I will especially miss Kak Samem.
I will especially miss Rai.

I will miss the times we spent on the meeting table.
I will miss the moment we sat on the grass of Montazah.
I will miss the "korban kambing" rehearsal.
I will miss Ust Rizal's "cerite die macam gini..."
I will miss Noor's deep booming voice.
I will miss Budyn's "fuzzy, i like ur style'
I will miss Kak Samem's "Okay, settle."
I will miss Rai's "awaaaak..."

But, thanks to Izzah, Suaid, Islah, Nuzhan and Goh. U guys are my strength for me to go on...

And thanks to Filah, Sri, Saif, Taufiq and Fakhrur for making it easier for me to accept this burdened reality. 

In fond memories of my beloved excos 06/07...

 
 

Thanks again for the wisdom u all bestowed on me.
Thanks again for all the love u all have showered upon me.
Thanks again for making me feel belonged.




 

That fan bodoh tu kept blowing my tudong out of shape...
The lighting was too dim for me to see my own nostrils...
The seating position makes me feel constipated...
The food.. Well, okaaaaaay lah. "Teringat daku kepada si Mesir... " In short, blergh.

But luckily for these bunch of hyenas people i call friends.

A brief moment with growing adolescents really brings back old moments.

The manner in which they speak, the inside jokes that tickle their funny bones and the rebellious perspective towards the people around them. 
Yeah, I remember these moments.

What I do not remember (or rather don’t want to remember) is the body scent.

A second spent standing beside them is enough to make me nauseous.
I especially hate to take buses that pass by neighbouring schools that pick up these kids after school, because i swear i'll be stifled by numerous nevertheless similar odour of teenage sweat.

Did I ever smell like that?

By smell I mean a mixture of unwashed-damped-for-6-days socks smell, heavily perspired underarms covered in baby powder with the hope of getting rid of the ‘unriddable’ BO and a particular unidentified scent from an unknown source too sour to comprehend.

No offense teenagers, but you have got to do something about that smell of yours. 
Now.

I mean there are stretches of shelves in supermarkets with deodorant products targeting adolescents like you guys. It’s so simple and cheap. 
Just use it lah.

Okay, okay. Just to be fair with you guys, I’ve decided to do some research regarding teenagers and their distinguished BO.
I mean, to understand is to accept right?

So once I’ve understand the root of the problem, maybe, just maybe I can accept the unfortunate unpleasant scent that you guys possess at this point of your turbulent life.

"The bad news is Teenagers tend to be more active than any other social group. That means you’re a prime target for sweat and bacteria build up. The result is a very bad odour!"

Oh my, oh my... How damned are you guys? 
You are badly punished for being physically active...
On a positive note however, you should be proud that you have provided home and shelter for these bacteria to grow healthy! 
Kudos points for you!

"Excessive sweating is often the characteristic of adolescence."

Who say teenagers have no self identity?
Yes they do. 
They are scientifically known to be smelly.

"The hormones that cause an increase in oil production may lead to pimples, increased body odour and cause the growth of pubic and underarm hair."

Yeah, yeah... Blame it on hormones, as always.
Hormone is the best "get out of jail" card, don't you think?
"Hey, you stink"
"It's not me, it's my hormones"
Okaaaay.

Ehmm... it seems that my mini researches are all pointing at the same thing.
Teenagers have that distinct body odour due to the hormones ranging deep inside their body, and it's not really their fault that they smell the way they do.
Ok, so what?
Does that mean we can tolerate untolerable sourness?

So to sum things up, my take on this is simple.



;)

 
Guess what, guess what?!
It passed the censorship board!!
It must've been your lucky day, i suppose.
So for those of you who wants to take a peek at my toe minus the nail with all its bloody glory, please click below.

(The imaginary scenario)
It felt like i was on my deathbed waiting to be injected a lethal dosage of something something.
 (The real scenario)
I was on Dr Loi's clinic bed, hugging tightly a pillow that makes funny crunching sound.
 
It was there and then i realise that i'm not a big girl.
Why? Well because i cried.
I cried like a baby whose mother accidentally fell asleep and passed the feeding time.

Well, wouldn't you be when your beloved 'mother toe' became like this??



I know. I know.
Its gross.
And this is just the before picture.

But of course i wouldn't want to post the AFTER picture, because it wouldn't even had passed the censorship board due to its excessive goriness...

Yeah sure, the doctor had bused the injured toe before taking out the toenail. 
But by the time he got around to peel off it off, the anaesthesia(did i spell that correctly? oh who cares....) had worn off.
Just imagine the amount of pain i had to endure when the doctor took out my toenail.
Oh my beloved toenail...

I didn't watch the whole procedure, of course. 
But according to my mum, a generous amount of blood gushed out from the cut area, and it was indeed a deep cut.
No thanks to the nail, that deep cut was covered by it. 
That's why it became so blue, because of all the blood clot inside.
She also said that some skin was still attached to the dead toenail and the doc had to cut that skin away.
Ok, that hurts like SHIT!!!
This was when i yelled, screamed and shouted my head off and kicked the doctor away.

No lah, that didn't happen.
I didn't move my foot, even an inch because i was scared that the doctor will accidentally cut away my other toenail.
i sobbed and muffled my scream with a pillow (which later became really soiled with my tears)
And i gripped my mum's hand till it was blue.

After what felt like hours of sobbing, i asked my mom, 
"mak, dah ke belom?"
"dah, sudah..."
"you mau simpan you punye toenail tak?"
That was the doctor.
Damn that doctor. 
He was cracking jokes throughout the whole process. He kept asking me if i want to hug him instead of the pillow.
He also kept saying "ok lagi sikit aje, dah habes" and i still feel him poking my toe with his knife.

Sigh...
Finally it's over. I was good to go.
I came out of the doctor's room not only with a bandaged toe but a tear-dried face.
And i think a tiny percent of my common sense was peeled off along with the toenail because when asked whether i need a painkiller, i declined.
I cried in pain on my bed at night.
So much for bravery.

Pray for my recovery, please. 
I want to wear my favourite pointed pink shoes again.