I realise that my mere existance in this world has been reduced to 4 things - Sleep, Eat, Study, Blog. Wakakakaa. Shits man. I’m void of life currently. All I do is wake up, get to school, try not to fall asleep, get home, sleep, watch Oprah, blog, complete homeworks and sleep again. And from the looks of it, some of my friends are riding the same waves.

We have caught the A Levels disease people! Runn forr yourr liiiives. And damn I know i’m not supposed to apologise, but hey, I’m sorry you can’t get your nice funny entries anymore. I have no life, you see -.-|||

Before the orals, we sat around a table together, with the intention of getting some last minute orals revision done. Sounds stupid, i know, but it’s like we just read random Malay articles to get the hang of it since we spend 95% of our time reading English articles. Anyway, we ended up reading English articles in Malay, which sounded reaalllyyy stupid, if you ask me.

At around 230pm we headed to the new building, where we sat in a few rows with the other J1 Mandarin students. Even when the teacher was asking us to shut up, a few lot of us kept on making stupid jokes and singing and giggling. Hahah. I didn’t know Qamarul, Zul and Nurul were that lame, but nooww i know :) Its a good thing, actually.

So there I was, bored and hot as hell. No surprises to guessing what i did next…. camwhore! Wakakka. I created the theme “Scared” and made everyone pose in what they depict as being “scared” or rather, nervous.

There were a few more even more hilarious ones but the lighting was bad (sun at the back), so nothing can be seen. Wassteed. Sorry Nurul, but your pretty face ain’t gonna be posted up. Bluek!

So anyway, there we were, fooling around, when suddenly Atiqa and the teacher (1) suddenly got up and headed towards where the bags are (2). All of us Green malay dots, being kpo, looked at them curiously as Atiqa had this determined nervous look on her face.

She reached into her bag.. All was quiet.. She fumbled abit.. And then took out her water bottle and took a gulp. -.-||| Simultaneously, ALL the malay students actually whined “Ya Allah!“. ALL AT THE SAME TIME! haha.. The effect was freaking cool i tell you!

And there was another time when Mr Koh spotted a cup of coke on the window sill and asked loudly whose it was. Yvonne (the girl who slept in the midst of changing) stared at him for 10 seconds and THEN digested that the drink was hers and managed to stop him from throwing it away.

Get this - she was RIGHT SMACK in front of him. Hahah aiyoyoyo! i think that girl lives in a world of her own la..

After around 45 mins or so of waiting, it finally got around to my turn. Since the question was rather economicy, I thought I did rather ok la, minus the fact that i actually englishfied some Malay words, and actually uttered

“Blablablabla.. urm.. shit… urm.. transport system? *Grins madly*..”

It’s a malay languaged orals, damnit. Luckily the two teachers were very nice, as they just continued smiling and prompted me with the correct words, which was “sistem pengangkutan awam”. How that slipped my mind totally boggles me up till now :/

Bitchy Nurul still had the nerve to laugh at me on my way out and taunted me with “Transport System kapaaaa?” Bluek! Nevermind la. At least i KNOW i can pass the darn thing :) Yay! 3 cheers for Faddy!

Just came back from studying with Peah totot at the Jurong East McDonalds, where, I have to admit, we caught up more then we studied. Heh. Peah is the kind of friend with whom conversations held 2 weeks before can just be reignited at the point of contact 2 weeks later. I lurve the bugger!

Anyway she studied Maths and I studied Econs, and where the hell have i heard all this before? haha. The girl aced all her maths tests, but aint doing so well for her other 2 subjects, but she still continued to mug only for maths. Dey meenachi! Later you get A F F then you know! *touch wood*!

No point to the above picture. Just a tradition since ALL my posts with Peah have a solo picture of her looking wistfully out into the open sky -.-|| Since she stored like a million self potraits of herself in my phone, might as well put it to use kan? Haha..

I’ve been fairing pretty well so far in my quest to not skip classes :) I too managed to complete all the mid year tests which i skipped (hoho), except for the history paper which i STILL have to complete next week. Nyeah. Sucks. This means i’ll have to burn the long weekend buried in my books.

The A Levels Malay Oral test is to be conducted tomorrow. I know it’s only oral and all, but i’m feeling rather nervous la. It’s the A Levels one dey. And i figured i can get an A for my Malay Literature, so no shit, I MUST do my best. Oh, and I got 67 for my Malay Lit Mid year papers, a personal best, thank you very much.

Have you seen the advertisement on the campaign where the government is trying to make you smile for the upcoming International Monetary Fund conventions? Well, I know you hate listening to the government, but smile dammit! Those 16 000 people coming for the event is gonna make us some moolah, so if they like us, we’ll get more moolah! Hohohoho.

More investments = more jobs = more money = more consumption = higher GDP = attract more investements ladidadida. cycle goes on and on and onnnnn. K good night :)

PS. Uhoh I’ve seemed to catch the blogger’s block. Am finding it quite a chore to take photos and think of nice captions etc etc. Bye readers! Hoho..

Mr Shankar, my General Paper tutor, was talking to us today about choices. I know in the world of democracy, we’re all given a right to choose. We can choose what we wear, who we befriend, what we do, where we go, who we marry etc etc.

Being given a choice meant that we never settle for what we have.Instead, most of us pursue the better things that come along even though what we have now is currently fine. We’d always want better. For instance, take handphones and take myself as an example.

What was wrong with my Nokia 7600? Nothing. It had a perfectly good enough camera, it had mp3 functions, it had a built in 32mb memory, it still functions as a phone perfectly and to top it all, it even looks unique. So why did I change handphone models? For the fun of it.

Now most of the time, we’d go “Oh yes choice. Choice is goood. Choice is really, reallyyy good!” and that’s it. That’s fine and dandy of course. I thought that at first too. But do you realise that it is because we have more choices in everything in life that more men go astray after marraige?

Apply the same theory of handphones to men. A man get married for 1 or 2 years, he gets bored banging the same woman and listening to her nag day in day out, he suddenly realises “Hey! I’ve got money! I can get a new woman!” and so out he goes getting another new younger woman (although WE know she only wants his money and not him *Loser*).

It is because he is used to making choices in everything, it is because he is used to the fact that he can get something better in everything as long as he can afford it, it is because of that, that he thinks he has a choice in divorcing his “until death do us apart” partner.

Furthermore, it has been statistically proven that couples who are in an arranged marraige tend to not end in a divorce. Since they are not given a choice as to who they spend the rest of their lives with, they tell themselves “I can’t do shit man. Might as well work with what I have.” and tadaaa they work things between themselves and finally work towards happiness.

Couples who marry out of ‘love’ however, have an increased chance of divorcing as most of them have this mindset that if things don’t work, they can just drop things and get someone better. Which is very sad, really.

When Mr Shankar finished telling us his thoughts, my only comment was,

“Bitchy sia!”

After the laughter which ensued, Fara turned to me and commented,

“Feeling bitter eh Faddy? haha..”

That girl ah….. No comments man :/ And no.. I’m not gonna go for an arranged marraige :D

… and i was late. But i swear it wasn’t my fault la. I got up at 530am okay! I was ready by 630am and left the house promptly at the time i was supposed to, which is 7am, but the bus was like taking soooo super long. I SWEAR! There were like tons of people at the bus stop grumbling and when the first pathetic measly bus came, it was already full to the brim! and.. and..

You’re not believing any of that shit right? Damnit. hahahha. But SERIOUSLY man.. Of all days the bus has to cock up. Bluek! But i am not feeling so guilty la since like half the school population was late. Wahaha.

Momo, a classmate of mine, brought his spanking new Sony Ericsson w900i to class today and woaaah was I impressed. Very sleek looking la that thing! I wanted to consider buying that before i bought the k750i, but after looking at the price tag, i couldn’t even daydream about it :/

Momo’s take?

“Alahh.. Ok what the price.. S$998 with two year plan..”

That’s like 5IVE times more then what my phone costs, dude. Until i establish myself as a working adult with no less then S$3 000 pumped into my account faithfully every month, i doubt i’ll ever get sweet hot technology in my hands. Pooh!

Oh yeah.. School. It was okay i guess. I didn’t fall asleep, I didn’t get scolded, I managed to take the mid year General Paper test and I found out about this maths symbol (mü) which is actually pronounced Miu. I found it so cute that everytime i had to write it down, i’ll let out an itsy bitsy cute lil Miu sound, much to the annoyance of my classmates. Hehe.

And last but NOT least,

The happiest of birthdays to Sangitah bettiii! (Eh wth does betii means ah? I think i heard it in some hindi show) Sang turns 18 today, leaving me one of the lonely few who still hasn’t. Darn. Aaanyway, I hope you get well soon Sangibaby! We miss you at school! I 1 month never see you already you know!

May WE be blessed with your great character forever in life, may you mature a biiiittt more (not so much), may you get more bling bling earrings, may you and your darling (haha) finally get together and most importantly, may Mr Gomez stop picking on you during lectures. Muaaacks!

Mui!

Another new school term starts tomorrow. Just to carry on years of tradition, here’s the list of things I want to achieve for the new term, but will most probably not stick to :)

(But OH DEAR GOD do i want to stick to them! Argh!)

• Study from 8 - 11 pm with the younger brothers.
• Therefore completing all my homework.
• While managing to squeeze in some revision time in there, somewhere.
• Complete 1 novel a week (non trashy, please)
• Stop skipping school when im feeling just a lil under the weather.

Somebody save me and pray for me that i’ll survive till the end of the year unscathed. I’m all jitters after a friend reminded me that the A Levels is but a mere 4 months away… 4 bloody months…

So i was watching a bollywood show titled “The Hero - Love Story of a Spy” (haha how corny) this evening when it suddenly struck me that bollywood actors should give up their careers in the entertainment arena and instead, join the army.

I bet defence ministries all over the world are willing to pay billions for a one man army sia. Wanna know why I said that? Hohohoho…

Damsel in distress : Nehi! Nehi! I dont want to die! Tum paas aa’e! Yun mus kaa raa’e! Tum ne na jaane kya! Sapane dikhaa’e!

Baddie : Huarghaha! Kuch Kuch Hota Hai! There’s noone to rescue you now! Dozens of my men have surrounded you! Huarghaha!

Damsel in distress: Nehii! Nehii! Amma appa! (flings herself onto the ground for effect)

(Hero jumps out from behind bushes, nevermind the fact that he was on the other side of the country 10 minutes ago, weilds out a machine gun in each hand, and starts shooting bullet after bullet, killing EVERYONE except for the damsel in distress)

Damsel (no longer) in distress : Oh! My hero! Pyaar he! Koi Mil Gaya!

(Hero carries damsel in his arms, and together, with happy banghra music in the background, they walk into the sunset and magically appear on top of a snow-capped mountain.)

Haha! See that? If you manage to divert your attention away from the cool effects and the very sexy actor/actress , you’ll see how great it would be for India if all its Bollywood actors can really, really, slaughter a million baddies just to rescue a damsel! Wahahaha! So cool!

Eh by the way, the Hindi stuff i typed above are actually lyrics of songs from my favourite Hindustani movie of all time - Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. They don’t make sense in the context of the entire scenario i made, trust me :P

Anyway, don’t tell anyone, but i snuck into my room and ate 3 bars of KitKats even though mum said “Only one, Faddy! You’re still sick!“. Sssh! Don’t tell anyone, k?

Today could have been our 2nd Year Anniversary.

When he left me, i thought i would die from the pain.

I thought i wouldn’t ever smile again.

But i did. And i am, every single day.

I survived without him.

Today, I am celebrating my survival.

I am alive :)

And i owe it all to you.

Here’s to friends who have stuck with me through thick and thin.

Here’s, to you.

May you be blessed with your pretty face even in years to come, may your just curled hair remain curled until your next birthday, may you mature to become more sensitive (haha) and lastly and most importantly, may this year fly by as fast as possible for you who can’t stand anymore studying :D

Happy 18th Birthday, gal. Faddy’s super broke right now and am surviving on a Bonjour bread diet, so i hope this special permanent spot in my blog (hehe) and my prayers are sufficient :P So you have fun mugging on the night of your birthday and please take care of that stomachache you have. Doest sound too good, if you ask me :/

*Sniggers*

Today, 9am at the canteen whilst doing last minute revisions for the Malay Literature paper at 1pm -

And with that we continued blabbering for quite a long while, whining about how we’ve become nerds and we might as well set up a tent at jurong east library etc etc. How pathetic can i get kan, sitting at the library from dawn to dusk :/

Meanwhile, at the other corner of the table sitting quietly reading her notes,

Wakakka. And i realised that my last paper would actually be on Thursday. Nyeah. I’m kinda depressed now as i’ve not finished my mugging but i’m coming down with a bout of flu and fever :(

C’mon Faddy. Get some rest and get it done and over with! You can do it! It’s only 2 more days of mugging the whole day, dammit!

Eh by the way, did you realise that today’s date is 20/06/2006? Nice number ey? I predict a surge in marital vows over at ROM today, just like on any days with unique dates. I had to wonder why people would want to get married on the 6/6/6 though. Not scared suay ah? Haha..

But i bet on the 08/08/08 (yes yes Kimmy it’s your birthday but that’s not the point), ROM will be so super full to the brim! And yes, I know this is totally not related to today’s topic of mugging and exams :P