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Tuesday, June 16, 2009


Don't bother reading if you cant stand small typings and block text make your head spin.
`
Bullshit. That's all that comes to mind. The intermittent ramblings of an indecisive heart. When you think of something negative, it's bound to happen. Hello holidays. I'm thankful for these two weeks. I don't have to face the world except for selected days. Whatever that happened, I blame it entirely on myself and my selfish reasons. Blame me, not the world. Damn. Now how am I supposed to focus on other stuff like FM which lands me on this Thursday 9.15am at cheers. Oh well. Screw me over once more. It's never rainbows and butterflies. I used to believe it was compromise but look where that got me and how everything turned out. Sure, we look fine on the outside. But who knows the inner turmoil better then you do? A bout of good England landed me. But I have no mood for poetic prose and shit. When the world brings you down to your knees, all you want to do is curl up and cry it all out. But what happens when you can't and you're expected to put up a strong front and act normal because everyone thinks that way? I sure feel.. Empty like a goddamn puppet where you just play with the strings to make me move a certain way or those ventriloquist dummies where they just get a hand up their empty shell of a doll and people move their mouths for them. I am fully aware that I might not be making sense but my jumbled thoughts are disallowing me to arrange myself in a coherent and comprehensible manner of typing so I'm throwing away the rules of writing a proper reflection or whatever that consists of an introduction, body and conclusion. Like I said, intermittent ramblings of the mind. Let me erase the hurt and pain and hopefully, I'll go back to being that shadow of a faker that people see most of the time anyway. Or I'll just bury myself in books and the song 'Your Call' by Secondhand Serenade. Besides the fact that I've been reading a good but depressing book and that I was actually feeling emo during SCT and nobody really noticed anything. See, I went out after he told me the news to go and collect my thoughts. I felt like I was about to cry anyway. But I didn't. I kept it bottled and came back looking fine and went back to being my bookworm self in primary and secondary school. It's as if I've gone back in time and instead of a school uniform, I'm in jeans and whatever, reading to mask my true feelings. I feel like shit anyway.
`
-ifahchan

11:57 PM

Thursday, June 11, 2009


I was in a pretty good mood this morning until I saw something VERY. DISTURBING.
SPOILED my good mood. Tsk.
I had walked from my house to the mrt station and went up the escalator to the trains.
AND MYGOODNESS! Right as I get off, I turn to the left and see this WOMAN,
adjusting her bra like, sticking her hands up under her shirt from behind.
She's like flashing people as she does this. Don't know if she realised but DUUUDE.
SHAMELESS MUCH? URGH. D:<
Piss me off early noon. TSK.
Spent the MRT trip reading my Mammoth Book of Vampire Romance.
HEES. :D I fall in love with vampires more and more like this.
OH EDWARD CULLEN. WHERE ARE YOU? HEHE. x)
Interesting incident at cheers involving Rommy and her EC. Hehe.
MAYC was interesting as usual, I guess.
Juju and Joyce were saying how Sha's dude and my dude looked alike.
I never really noticed. :/
Their similarities would be the fact that they are both mixed ?
And Vanessa asked where I found my dude. Haha.
DLE was. errr. fun. PK bumped and sort of tripped over the table.
And he was being PK-y as usual.
Took a couple of pictures with the lovelies. (:
Bused home with Seetha and Shila.
Read the book on the MRT trip home.
AND I FINALLY COMPLETED ITBD! WOOHOO!
HOORAY FOR . idk.
And I'm looking forward to tomorrow. (:
I'm off to print and celebrate with a quick round of Sims 3!
Cheers!
`
-ifah
`ps. JOEL GAN. STOP MIA-ING AND COME FIND ME ONE OF THESE DAYS. D:<

10:18 PM

Wednesday, June 10, 2009


I was channel surfing, chanced upon HSM 2 .
I realised, that Vanessa Ann Hudgens er.. Forgot her movie name.
She's actually those possessive girlfriend type that doesn't let her dude work towards the future.
Zac Efron's all "I'm working towards that scholarship thing."
VAH's all,"But you're acting like you're getting it now! Missing movies, blowing off dates, that's not YOU.!"
-_-" BITCHYYYYYY. Like hello! Let your dude get a good education and marry you when he's got a good job. TSK.
Suchhha BLEEEP .
Oh well. According to Sankalp, my blog's full of laments.
And yeah, I guess that's true.
OH. SPEAKING OF WHICH.
Last week, I saw this dude who looked like Ikuta Toma. ! :D
THE NOSE, THE HAIR, THE BUILD. SKINNY TALL PERSON. WOOTS.
NAKATSU HAIR. DANGGG. I GOT HIGH. HEHE.
And Dan smsed me suddenly, potong steam. ):
HAHA. No, just kidding. x)
Back to ITBD assignment. Took a short break just to put this up. HEH.
`
-ifah
ps.,
Did you ever blame the world but never blame you?

8:56 PM

Thursday, June 04, 2009


SIMS 3, I'M SO GOING TO GET IT. After Danish ends his common test.
I'll drag him to Popular or something to get it. :D
Besides SIMS 3 pushing me on, HOLIDAYS IN A WEEK.
3 assignments will be done by then.
MAYC, FP and ITBD. Of which MAYC I haven't started. AT ALL.
ITBD, vaguely I know what to do. But lazyness consumes me.
FP, just left one more writeup. HEHE. :D :D :D :D :D
I feel like wearing a dress today but there's no point. -_-
Dress up for whatttt? BILLY JOEL. >:D
I adore my fat, manje cat, Night. HEHE.
RECAPPPPPPP. 2 anecs by tomorrow, send evaluation to mentor by Sunday.
MAYC on Tuesday, ITBD on Monday, FP on Friday.
Okay. I be bored now . :/
I don't wanna go to school.
`
-ifah

9:56 AM

Monday, June 01, 2009


I FEEL SHAGGED.
Knocked out the moment I got home.
Dozed for like an hour before waking up and realising I still needed to print DLE.
Task List for This Week:
AW MEL - print out notes and write out summary by TUESDAY 12AM
` - get the webbie to reference and pass to Rommy by TUESDAY
FP A& C - find song/rhyme to start/end lesson, collect & paste leaves/beans on paper
ITBD - Make notes/highlight Principles 3 & 4 by FRIDAY MORNING
` - type out & print 2 anecdotals observation of one child during routine care
misc - be a gundu and help out around the house, MAYC assignment by SUNDAY
`
Currently, that's what I have to do, I might've forgotten some things but.
TSK.
Yeah. I don't really have the mood to blog. Feel like sleeping away.
Bah.
`
-ifah

10:44 PM

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