Let’s Take A Break.

• My friend S says thank you for the pictures and that she definitely felt better :) So YAY. Hahhaha. We made it! I’d also like to thank ALL of you who participated in any way, cuz I dare say, this post has made quite a number of people come forward to talk about their insecurities, and how it’s evolved through time. We’re all human afterall ey? Thank you for sharing!

November is just around the corner and so is my first A Levels paper. I hope not to blog for the whole of November till my last A Levels paper. Anz (or whoever else for that matter)! I am willing to place money this time round! Hahaha!

Anyway before I go off, I would like to post a last entry which is dedicated to my friend S, and I hope all of you will enjoy laughing at the pictures as much as I have enjoyed compiling them.

Click on the first picture you see below and subsequently just hover to the right or left of the popup and click to move to the next picture. Have fun giggling!

I would like to warn you though, that dialup users would definitely die waiting for everything to load properly. There are around 50 pictures after you click the link below. And yes, you’re supposed to wait for ALL the pictures to load first before clicking anything cuz the viewing gets screwed up if you’re impatient..
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Squeak.

I can’t believe I lost my voice! Now I sound like that transvestite who screamed “What are you looking at, Siaaaaaal?!” to me on the escalator at the very busy Boon Lay interchange a few months back. Yah Yah, it’s a true story. Also one of the most embarassing moments in my life.

But other then that, heh, lookout for a very interesting (at least I’d like to think so) entry tonight by around 2200 hours. I spent quite a while sending emails to people and giggling when I get their responses. Some of them requested I have my comments on, so comments will be open tonight. Better comment tau!

Thank you to those who have gamely participated and to those who are still looking for their subjects, get them to me by 9pm! As for those who have no freaking idea what I’m blabbering about, you can still join the activity after my post have been up, no worries :D

My cousin proposed that I make it a competition just to spice things up… should I? But if I make it a competition, I swear I think I will win. HAHAHAHA.

How can I not? Waaaakakakak. Ok that was a sneak preview. So see you guys later tonight. I need to finish mugging for my Malay paper before Mum opens our house door to the public at 4pm.

Open house lah, you think what? Eh anyone who wants to come just come hor :) Sms me for my address.

Third Day Of Syawal.

Similar to yesterday, the family only ventured out after Maghrib so that the kids can go to school or study, depending on whichever’s applicable. We (my family and Anz’s) managed to cover two houses due to the time constraints; Nek Mah’s (the one who gives Brunei Mah-Ney) as well as Wak Mik, who just returned this afternoon safely from Mekah, Alhamdulillah.

It was rather rushed, I have to admit as we only visited for around 4 hours in total, including travelling time from BoonLay up till the east areas like Simei and Tampines. But doesn’t matter, I guess, as I was sitting in the car which Anz’s sister rented and thus could spend the entire time with Anz as well as my cutie pie niece, Aleia :D

She’s soooo cute! Once, when her grandma (my aunt) fed her Kurmas (Dates) by allowing her to lick some pieces from her index finger, she cried when my aunt pulled the finger out. Thus, for around 10 minutes, my aunt had to keep her finger in Aleia’s mouth hahaha.

But what truly made my day was being able to sit and chat with Anz and Kak Lili as a trio once again. Kak Lili had been so busy with her work for the past few months that most of our invites go down the drain. Thus, being able to chat and laugh freely for 45 minutes or so, and making a date next week for the Hari Raya gathering was really really uplifting :D

2nd Day of Syawal.

Due to school/studies/vehicle contraints, my family only started going out for Hari Raya trips in the evening at around 630pm. We were joined by the besty couzy’s family and together, filling up a MPV and a Lorry, we set out to visit the elders on Mum’s side.

I don’t really feel this year’s festive mood even if I go out decked in beautiful garments, as I don’t really see people in baju kurung decorating the streets. I have to admit this year’s Hari Raya falls at quite an unfortunate time – in the middle of the week and during a period where exams are aplenty and schools are still open. Temasek Poly’s latest intake was on the last day of Ramadhan, mind you!

By the third house, some of the kids already had their heads lolling about, mouth open like the above! Haha.. I didn’t feel that tired though as Anz was there and we were chit chatting, laughing over mindless banter and camwhoring.

I have this issue where I just cannot remember the names of the elders, even though I go to their houses annually since I was a young kid. Today, I found out that the cousins of mine too had the same problem. And the solution was that, we remember the experience that their houses gave us during Hari Raya! For example,

“We’re going to Nek Nah’s house after this.”

“Uhhh.. who’s Nek Nah?”

“The one who lives in a bungalow and her daughter has the yellow sports car.”

“Oohh.. Then after that where are we going?”

“Nek Mon’s place.”

“Who’s that? Hehehe..”

“The one who’s house every year will have the Kacang Senyum (Smiley peanuts? haha) and you guys will finish like three bottles of it!”

“hahahha Ok.. Then after that?”

“Nek Mah’s place. And before you ask, she’s the one who gives Brunei cash instead of Singapore money inside your green packets!”

“Wah.. Efficient already hor?”

It’s the same for every house I tell you! Mom’s side is really too huge, I’m serious. I can just point at someone at the town area and that person might be my mother’s brother’s daughter’s husband’s sister’s postman or something like that. Really really huge.

There was even this one time where a cousin of mine and his friend met each other at a wedding reception and found out they were actually relatives. hahahaha..

We left the last house at 1230am and piled at the back of the lorry speeding home. The highways were empty, the breeze stung right into the bones and the talk (shouting, actually, since the wind was roaring) with the brother really was interesting :)

First Day Of Syawal.

The color plate was supposed to be grayscale – with color ranges from black to white. Haha, a bit like last year’s second/third day but what can I say since my brothers and father WERE wearing last year’s clothes wakakakaka..

Ssssh! Don’t tell anyone hor! Very paiseh like that! :P

After the Eid prayers and the morning feast of Rendang, Sweet N Sour Chicken, Lauk Lemak, Lontong, Ketupat and the ever so delicious Serunding (wakaka Eddyboi and Luthien I give you my salutations!), we headed off to our first house at 11am.

The thunderstorm and MULTIPLE traffic jams spread across the highways were irritating! Haha, kind of pity my brothers at the back of the lorry and the handsome mamats motor who were drenched from head to toe. Kwangkwang~

The first three houses we went to were all of Mum’s elder siblings. It was much easier last time, when the late Granny was still alive, as everyone would just gather at that one house. Now, the top few ranked elders would stay at their houses and the younger ones would visit them one by one.

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The best and most looked forward to part of the whole day was of course visiting the Grannies’ place on Dad’s side. Hoho, since that side of the family still isn’t as hugeass as compared to Mum’s side, its easier to gel along with everyone and remember everyone’s names.

I hope when the teenagers (myself included) grow up and have children, the dynamics wont shift over to become like Mum’s side, where rifts and gossiping are aplentry. Pffft. Very leceh!

Ok, a gargantuan amount of pictures coming up! Turn off if you’re on dialup heh :P

The day went as of normal family gatherings; the chattering, the playing games, the watching TV. Haha.. Just that there were kuehs and hari raya dishes on the table :P The mums and dads (and an extra Faddy) were practically laughing for an hour non stop talking about how they tried to win each other’s hearts during their courtship days. It was hilarious!

“Yah lah last time I wasn’t interested in him at all. In fact, I detested him as he was too skinny and he kept pestering and irritating me!”

“Hahaha! And see! Now i’m like 3 times her size! Complain some more lah about my weight! Kekeke…”

It was a great day, which ended with everyone tearing during the asking of forgiveness. So touching! And the funny bit during that time was my granma.

After the grandchildren one by one took their turn asking for her forgiveness, she would (loudly) give them the standard prayer she gave everytime – be filial, studious and get a good job. However, when it was MY turn, she added,

“I pray you’ll meet a good man who will take care of you and you’ll get married to him.”

Waakakaka. So cute la my grandma. Maybe now she thinks I’m of legal dating age haha. Ohwells.

Anywhoos, thats all! I hope you guys have had a good 1st Day Of Syawal :)

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!

Hello hello! Did you miss me? Wakaka.. Not like I’ve been missing for so long. Very addictive, this blogging thing. I don’t know how people can pry themselves away! Uncle Sha, I give you my respect man :D

Anyway before I get to the raya bit, I’m just going to cover lightly all the stuff I missed blogging out on which happened in the past week. Not that many, mind you, since I’ve been attempting to study most of the time :) Alhamdulillah.

Once, one of my uncles suddenly asked my family out for supper over the Causeway at 9pm which was kind of crazy. But hey, who turns down food invitations at Johore Bahru man? Wahahaha.

The stall we wanted to go had a snake-like queue, so we resorted to eating at MaryBrown. Eeyer, so pathetic. But it’s ok, since there was a 24hour Thai Bazaar happening next to it, leading to a shopping spree of pirated goods. Haha!

We had a good time nevertheless and only reached home at 4am! Siao man. My father had to wake up at 530am to get to work. Oh wellsss :)

And then there was the time where the brother and I went shopping for some of his new clothes as he had not even bought one new piece. So we went to town (thanks Nassy!) and walked around for like 4 hours before he finally settled for the following:

Not bad la hor? hahaha. Cost him around $120 altogether. Anyway it’s not about the money or the shopping actually (since I had none of both), it’s more about the spending time together. The last time we wanted to go shopping together, we had a tiff even before we board the MRT and decided to go home. Pffft.

And the rest of time has been cooped up at home studying, attempting to study and also the odd cleaning and decorating for Hari Raya :)

Like last year, Marshmallow the Teddy is again making an appearance to wish you Selamat Hari Raya! Eh better appreciate it hor! You think so cheap is it to hire that bear to make a dedication for you? Hahahaha… Anyway ya ya I doubt you can hear what the hell I was rambling but nevermind la hor :P

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The gist of it all is me saying to all my readers, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri dan Maaf Zahir Batin dari FingersDontFing Faddy dot com :)

Okie pokie! I hope you guys have a great day up ahead cuz I for sure am going to enjoy myself hohoho! I wearing white with black, but if i dont put on the black outergarment I look like some angel since its super white wakakakka. *bluek*

Oh and to make you jealous, I still get duit raya (green packets) because I look young! My cousin, who’s only 16, never gets much cuz she’s way taller and bigger sized then me so people usually assume she’s the eldest! Wahahahha!

I am using so many exclamation marks because I very excited like that! hahahaha :D

Commercial Break on the 27th Day of Ramadhan.

Gah! It’s 2:37am and I’m actually up studying! Got sick of it all so here I am on a 15 minute break. I know, here I go again blogging when my next post is scheduled only for next Tuesday wakakka. Anz, lucky I didn’t have a bet with you when you ridiculed my statement :P

Claire and I were randomly talking about our upcoming Bintan Orgy after the A Levels and whilst I was poking around in the world wide web, I came across this gem of an island for rent – the Pangkil Island. I fell in love instantly, man.

Now this island shall be my drive to study and complete my A Levels asap, work my ass off for a couple of months and find 9 other people willing to pay S$500 for a 3days 2nights all inclusive stay at that place (did I mention that noone else except the 10 of us and a few staff will be the only ones on the island?).

Oh and by the way, Waani (the cousin on Dad’s side), I passed Cik Ya the details and suggested our huge ass family take a trip there during the March holidays next year. Will be a change from our normal hotels right? :D It’s just a suggestion though.

And if the family thing doesn’t work out, and neither did the work during holidays bit, I shall find my way there sometime in my life :)

Yes, yes. I prefer beaches to cities and amusement parks for my holidays.

22nd Day Of Ramadhan.

Today’s breaking of fast was held at home, but instead of just 5 people barely crowding the dinner table, there were more then 20 people filling up both the living room and dining area. Everyone was everywhere and the atmosphere was superb.

As mentioned in the previous entry, Mum decided to hold a kenduri (get together) to give thanks to Allah for Dad’s speedy and smooth recovery. So yeah, she prepared a multitude of food ranging from spaghetti to rendang. Uber filling, I tell you!

Like everytime we break fast together as a family, we’d have a Terawih session. Bahhh.. It was a case of too many people and too little space! Ahakz, I bet we would be praying along the corridors if my youngest uncle and his family could make it.

And since my house has no air conditioning and all the fans have lived well past their prime, I was practically bathing in my own sweat under my veil. Haha. I think my aunt, who had to do her prayers at the corner of the living room with no ventilation whatsoever, lost weight. Like sauna like that! ahahhaha..

The prayers ended at around 9pm and the next 1 and a half hour was filled with laughter and conversation from every room in the house. The kids running about drawing and coloring, the teens with their eyes glued on the tv screen, the mothers in the living room talking about curtains and the daddies in the dining area chatting about God knows what.

I like this part of the day best, I have to admit. I love mingling and talking with the ones I love and it’s always good to know that everyone’s growing up and maturing. Dang, give a few more years and there’d be no more toddlers in the Mustafa family! So boring!

By around 1030pm a queue at the door was formed as everyone decided to make a move. Huaaarrgh. Freaking alot of cleaning to do man. I’m actually taking a short break now. Still have to vacuum my once pristine room :/

Reading Hazirah’s blog totally freaked me out man. That girl is like studying non-stop from dawn to dusk and here I am… well, the fact that I’m here typing this explains alot, doesn’t it? Wakakkaka.

So yeah. The time has finally come for me to stop blogging every single day and concentrate more on my work :) Wish me all the best and please pray that I stick to my plan and not make a uturn halfway.

If i must be a contender in the ALevels examinations, I might as well be a tough one, yes?

21st Day Of Ramadhan.

The besty couzy Anz and I met up at around 4pm in order to place orders for some makeup at Body Shop (Holland Village) and after that proceeded to the Wak Tanjong Mosque in order to do our Asar prayers as well as complete some tasks. We lazed around at the Mosque for a while, just basking in the serenity and not to mention, the nice soft carpeting. Haha..

At around 6pm, we started our long tumultuous hike to the Darul something Mosque located opposite Eunos MRT. Yes, yes, we could have just taken the train from Paya Lebar MRT to Eunos MRT, but we heard somewhere that every footstep taken that will lead you to a mosque will result in pahala (and will allow one to shed some weight), so walking it is. Ahakz.

It was freaking tiring for one, and the haze didnt help either. I was practically sweating all over, my eyes tearing and my face shiny enough to become a mirror by the time we stepped foot into the mosque. Oh, and we reached just in time for the Maghrib Azan.

I thought the turnup was rather bad, seeing that in actual fact my Mum’s side could probably fill up an entire HDB flat wakakak. But doesn’t matter la, cuz the food was nice and in abundance. Probably too much, seeing that much went into the rubbish bin instead of empty stomachs.

The cousin and I made our excuses at around 8pm after the prayers as we needed to collect the makeup we ordered from Body Shop in the evening. We hopped skipped jumped and laughed into the night, even stopping to dance in the middle of a carpark. Good times bebeh, good times.

Click the picture to see what we peeled out of our noses! Very gross, by the way.

I proceeded to sleepover at the Anz’s place as her mum had to tailor some of my Hari Raya clothes and she needed my measurements. We rolled around on Anz’s bed, trying on primary school uniforms (we definitely grew taller man!) and laughing till around 930pm where we decided to go out and grab coffee at the nearby Coffeebean.

Stayed out till around 1130pm, returned to her house, slept soundly till morning and here I am, home sweet home. I wanted to study the whole of today but found out mum had organized a kenduri (get together) for the whole of Dad’s side at our place, to give thanks for Dad’s speedy recovery.

Bluek. Looks like i’ve to don cooking gloves and aprons for the whole of today! hahhaa.. Oh, and Dad had returned to work as of last Friday. He was the happiest man of earth.

Twentieth Day Of Ramadhan.

The official prelims results were finally released and I have to say I’m quite happy with it at this moment. It’s the unexpected which makes me smile, while the expected which let me down. Buuhhh.

The first subject is Economics (61 C). I’ve always expected for myself to get a B in Economics and this time round I got a very low C. Hmm.. Maybe it’s because I’ve taken it for granted that I’ll score which makes me not study it much. Must buck up then, serves me right for slacking in that subject.

The second subject in line is History (64 C), which is a freaking total suprise! I mean hey I got F since J1 man. hahhaa! And to top it off, it’s a high C! So I guess I must put in more effort to achieve that B. Thanks Siva for all the coaching!

The third, Malay Literature (66 B). I got what I expected to get. So it’s not that much of a surprise but since my B is but a really low B, I’d have to put in more effort. I cannot, CANNOT, let my Malay slip to a C, and I’d love to get an A.

As for General Paper (69 B3), I am like so over the moon! Hahha. Granted, I got a high B3 and even though you say it’s ONLY a B3, I’m still happy that I broke out of the B4s I achieved the whole of this year.

Erm.. and for Maths AO (54 C6), I expected to get lower actually as I finished the 2hr 30 mins paper in 45 minutes. Kwang kwang kwang~ Urgh I hate Maths! But I must at least get a B for the A levels la hor…

So I guess, my target for the A Levels will be:

• Economics – B
• History – C
• Malay Lit – A
• General Paper – A2
• Maths AO – B4

Achievable? InsyaAllah. But I guess I cant keep talking the talk and not walking the walk. From next Monday onwards, I’ll refrain from going online and blogging too much.

GOD KNOWS how hard it is to pry my fingers away from the keyboard! The clickety clicks are addictive!