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SYLVIA & SEZAIRI

WHAT DID I TELL YOU!

THIS'S PERFECT

IT'S GONNA BE THE BEST FINAL SHOWDOWN YET

TWO FIGHTERS ONE TROPHY

I CAN'T WAIT OMG!

SORRY TABITHA

THESE TWO WERE ALWAYS BORN TO BE THE FINALISTS

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HELLO.
Let's talk my life.



1. Singapore Idol 2oo9.
In my opinion, Sezairi should win if this competition is truly based on pure talent, stage presence and sincere personality. But Sylvia deserves to win since I doubt, judging by the judges' RIDICULOUS comments these past few shows, a third male malay idol will be picked. She's got a great voice, she's different and original. Like Sezairi. But if there has to be a first female idol, then it should DEFINITELY be Sylvia. Sorry Tabitha. I just prefer Sylvia. So my vote for the last two in the Final Showdown on 27th December - Sylvia and Sezairi. All the wayyy. (:

2. Home.
I guess family ties have been forged once again, after what seemed like eternity. I'm more than glad everything's mostly back to normal. I mean, we're family. And hostility's just out of the picture. Sooner or later, like it or not, we're bound to start talking. And talking's what we do best as a family.

3. School.
I know it's still the holidays, but I'm already feeling shit scared for next year. DAMN YOU SEC4 OF 2oo9! Honestly, I need to gather all the willpower in me to get through next year. Like my mom always says, I can definitely do it cos there's potential. It's just that sometimes, I get complacent. And lazy. And procrastinate in excess. Oops. OKAY PULL IT TOGETHER ANISA. Whatever happens, I'm just looking forward to studying and chillaxing with my TKG girls. WOO.

4. HEEHEEHEE.
HAPPY 23rd MONTH, H!
Wowzerz. Just one more to two years. But hey, duration don't matter. It's what we make of the time we're given that matters. And we work best together, now don't we? I love youuuuueeeheeheehee. ;D

You make me happy, whether you know it or not.
You make me happy, that's what I said from the start.
You make me happy, knowing you are the one that I want for the rest of my days.

5. Gone.
I'll be away from the 14th to the 20th. So be sure to cry. Haha, kidding kidding. I plan on shopping, photographing moments worth keeping and missing home and the people close to my heart. No worries though, hope I can getchu all a little something.

And that's pretty much it.
Be sure to hear from me soon!
Toodles.

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I got awesomergasmic shoes yesterday.
I'm hoping they'll be allowed to school.
Cos they got discreetly pretty colours.
Teehee!

I'm currently just spewing every little idea that pops up at the back of my head on any writeable surface.
I don't give a fuck if it doesn't make sense.
For now.
But I gotta say.
It gives me some zen knowing that all I write now, absolutely truly comes from the heart.
Cos manipulating everyday happenings into words you can describe, is wonderful.
LIKE ME AHAHA KIDDING.
Okay tak perlu, unnecessary.

If a feeling this beautiful can come from falling, I never want to stand.
I don't know where I've been, don't know where I'm headed.
But these aching feet will keep on walking.
Just walking on by.

107.

Hey all!
14th November 2oo9 is officially the only day to date in which I miraculously tonned the whole day.
The WHOLE day.
As in 24 hours WHOLE day kinda thing, yeah.
I'm so proud of myself beyond words.
Cos usually it's so easy for me to go zzzzz, -O-
Hahaha with that damn stoink face.

Well, tonning was well worth it cos I ended up not being late to send Amsyar off at the airport.
His flight got changed to 7plus in the morning.
Bugger's gone to Indon, GAH UNFAIR.
I was actually pretty early.
So I found my way around T2 and settled at my favourite secluded spot there.
And I half slept.
For about fifteen minutes.
Then Amsyar called and I woozied down to where he was and then his mom bought us all BK breakfast (I'm still gonna find a way to pay her back and you can't stop me YOUUU) and his grammy's so funky and she's so nice.
And his sister's got cool shoes.
I only got my minah slippers. Shaddup.
And dammit, why does everyone always eat a hell lot faster than I do?
Amz was finished when I was like, a quarter done with my chicken sandwich.
A hungry man is an angry man.

ANYWAY, then after breakfast he had to leave (sobs) with his grammy and youngest sister (sobs).
I'm still convinced he's got super recessive traits from his elders somewhere along the blood line.
Cos he doesn't look like his mom or dad much, to me.
Okay maybe his mom.

ANYWAY, AFTER THAT I MANAGED TO REACH HOME AT EIGHT IN FIFTEEN FUCKING MINUTES AND THEN I SLEPT TILL TWO IN THE AFTERNOON HAHAHA.
Then I stoned and read Lat comics.
Lat + Anisa + Mamad = Armageddon

Then at night for dinner, my brother treated the family at Pizza Hut at Tampmall.
Awww, I love him manymany.
Cos he got a portion of his royalties.
Omfg I'm not gonna tell you how much it was, go ask Sif or Mamad.
BUT DAYMM I WANT ARGH.
He kept pointing out that my nose gets shiny in cold weather but it's not oily.
Idk, it's like the skin on my nose gets taut then it just goes shiny. Da fuck.
And I swear my brother's way vainer than me.
He kept bugging me asking how he should do his hair.

Him: Eh nisa, is my fringe okay?
Me: Um, it's a bit stiff that's why it keeps splitting in bunches so it looks fake.
Him: -gasps. HA REALLY AH? Wah if liddat then how?
Me: Maybe you should try growing out JUST your fringe so it'll be thicker, like an emo hawk!
Him: And if all else fails, I'll go botak.
Me: SHIT, NO!

Should I ask him to let me get a job being his personal assistant?
Since it's the hols.
That'll be fun.
Mostly for him, he gets to torture me.

I just can't wait for another day to wear out and live up.
I just can't wait for that day we call tomorrow.
Till then. (:

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STOP TELLING ME I NEVER UPDATE. Thank you. Don't worry, I khate myself for not taking some time to entertain the dear readers. And myself. I miss that feeling, where you get satisfaction from posting a pretty little post. I shall try work my magic now.

1. HALLOWEEN. Did you know that Mamad could have such awesomergasmic skillz at doing bloody make up? I don't know if he's kinda gay and he's got a hidden feminine side but DAMN. You should've seen me in action, scaring up all the little toddlers of Tampines while I was buying chicken wings with the other ghouls and cleopatras and bloody marys. Aw, the little kids actually cried. Sad case. But it was FUNNN.

This's the happy goobers shot.

This is the Anisa's gonna eat you shot.

Oh my, Love the scarrificationz.

2. RANDOM PARTAYEEE HEE HEE HEE.

-refer to Fuz's blog, thank you.

I KNOW I'M TOO LAZY OKAY BYE.

Oh wait one more thing before I hiatus this space again...

INSECT EYEZ HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHHHAHA.

Bye.

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Looking at the fact that I was away for almost half a year.
I'd say I'm just glad I passed.
And God-willing, I'll be promoted to Sec4.
Cos I'm vehveh much looking forward to O's.
Looking at it through tunnel vision right now.
Point blank, eagle-eyeing it.
Definitely have to focus at least, say, 80% of my time to studies next year?
Which will suck. Cos I might not be as cheery and all but it'll be worth it by the end of 2010.
Whoa I'm already picturing myself weeping uncontrollably at the thought of going separate ways with bestfriends.
Cos looks like so many of us will be studying overseas, in Aussie and other angmohpiang countries.

You know, I wish I could tie a pure titanium-diamond cable between all of us, that way we can never really split up.
And the only way you can fly off to a faraway land is if I get dragged along when the plane
takes off.
It'll hurt.
But to stick together in flesh and blood (and pools of tears), it's worth it.
Beyond any existing reason.

Uh oh.
Emo mode again.
Time to write a song.
MAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAD A LITTLE HELP PLEASE.

Till then.

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He promised seven sunsets in a single summer night.
And three simple words that would fade out the lights.
But all she got was a note on her pillow saying,
I can't promise forever with you.

It takes a ride off this cliff.
The car's waiting, door's open.
She wants to be heartless but she's far too broken.
She wants to pick up and start walking tall.
But with every step, she falls.

-This one's for you, dear. Stay strong, love you.