a boring sunday..

today is a bit of sleepy and boring though i did had a grand time during social studies. this subject really demands every attention i had and every corners of logical thinking and not to forget critical thinking. i'm having some hard times to get hold of an explanation in a split second. maybe i should do some exercises.. sheesh.. life's getting more and more tensed every return of the sun.. ( ARgh!)

yesterday, i was ready for the dance festival until suddenly someone announced that there is no transportation to alor setar.. man, i was pissed. i'll deliberately murder that person.. that 'person'!! (taichi la tu.. saper lagi..) sesuka ati je i ni.. da lah org tu penat2 berdansa.. mesti klaka.. rugi betul tak tgk.. susah2 je menghimpitkn punggung dgn budak2 lain juz bcause i nak pegi..

one more thing.. azril didn't get tossed up.. it was hanif.. well.. i guess that's not really a waste for not going then.
ok..stop rite now la..

Private Afza coming to town...

this is totally out of the world!!
i'm going to join askar wataniah.. ha-ha i guess i got what i had always wanted. if i didn't listen to my mom the other day, i would have become a soldier right now with a lot of income coming my way (ka-ching!) Ooo.. i love the sound of money (not the shillings only okay!)

here's the weird thing. from my group, there are 6 people joining and from the other group there are 2 and all of us are girls.. what the heck with guys of this century? are they so petrified of wars or are they just plain lazy to serve our country. i'm not really sure but what i'm very sure is that they are just flock of chickens waiting to be slaughter... haha.. guys.. u should be reminded of your dignity and integrity as male who supposedly are more powerful and stronger than us females. pity..

tonite there's gonna be a dancing festival and i'm going. i hope we'll get good seats (crossing fingers) cause i want to see 'abang' azril being tossed up in the air.. this is gonna be fun..
i'll make multiples of mental pictures and hopefully my friends will get a good angle for the becoming pics.. huhuhuhu...

"buai laju-laju
sampai cucur atap
lambung laju-laju
jangan sampai muntah..."

haha.. go azril!!

i'll upload some pics next time i'm in

i'll always remember my family..

an image

the fact that family doesn't always come first within our priorities' circle sometimes hits me so hard, i could get migraine for weeks (just an expression, i am perfectly healthy and would like to continue being one) especially when we did something selfish or just plain good 'to-protect-our-family' stuff. albeit all the good reasons one will give to retain his/her stand, doubt will enter the soul of a particular member of the family and a new conflict will surface. someone's having some issues. and it's the 'golden-child' issue.


according to me (ha-ha), it seems like it's compulsory to have one, two or three that came to the guardian's liking (specifically parents) which could probably be for a reason that only they know which i assume it's something related to their own childhood experience. a really disturbing idea for us but it's true. there goes the anak emas of the family that had it all. their mistakes are like the beautifully constructed drama design to entertain the bias parents. their flaws are their immaculate series of good history and the other children, probably the copper child, iron child or possibly magnesium child, clustered together at a dark corner, waiting for their turns for their parents' unconditional love. i'm not insulting parents as a whole because not all are 'practicing' this kind of love, but the most of them whom are not aware at all that their other types of metals children can see the obvious. it does hurt.. deep down inside..


my stand
yes, most of you who'll be reading this might as well guessed that i'm highly experienced under this matter. well, u guessed right. almost. surely, it's because i'm looking only at my side of story and it's not fair to judge things in just one view. Allah made it clear that things He did was with a reason thus it's not my right to put blame to my parents or any other parents just because i'm angry, frustrated and felt exceptionally sad over this. i had been suffering for 17 years under the illusion that i am a copper child and that my parents didn't really care for me when the real reason is that they had their ways in handling each child of their own. (audience: pondering... wistfully [yeah, rite!])

you might probably didn't remember how you act when you were still very young. how naughty you are and the hard times your parents had, to control your hyperactive way of life. i'm sure most of you surely forgot about that..

alamak! since time is running out.. i cabut la dulu. nanti kita sambung isu ni.. bila ada rasa nak sambungla.. hahaha

tension forever!

i am very stressed out since the beginning of this week but yet i don't know why. i lost my touch of humor and honestly, i'm considering the idea of losing my mind in a couple of weeks. as a muslim, i would prevent and forbid myself to resort in indulging my nafsu but if only for once, i could let myself enjoy gossiping around without the feeling of being sinful...i would have been very glad to absorb myself into other people's business. the dramatic climax of an unrequited love in my campus life..

taichi la.. yoga la.. my friends are all so funny.. having all these nicknames for people they like.. but i need not to mention here wether i liked sumbody or not coz i DO! haha..

i called him doctor.. he's so nice as a person and he got this friendly face. it's not like i really like him as in obsessed, i just like the idea of having somebody i would be happy to bump into. A happy face that is... since he always looks so happy and contented, i think it's okay for me to like him.

that's why i began to think that Allah is very Beautiful and everything He does is always perfect. Even somebody's face can make someone very happy.. it's truly amazing.

lately, i made a mistake. i accidently hurt my father's feelings. man, i think i should punch my face. my dad, he's the best father in the world (though we do have lots of misunderstanding with each other most of the times). i hope he won't get all sad and unhappy cause i don't want to see him sad because it always makes my heart hurts in a very discerning manner. i made a deal with my mom. we're going to buy him a perfume. THANK ALLAH! ALHAMDULILLAH!! there are discounts all over the shopping mall!! that perfume cost a lot..but i had a good cut..so it's worth it.
i fasted for 8 days to save up some money.. i hope he'll forgive me..

MOM, love you.. thanks so much for helping me all these times.. i'll love you forever.. if you didn't put in some money into my account bank, i'd probably die from hunger..

pening rasanyer tengkorak ni.. entah pasal? tensen tak pasal2.. tadi pasal hal kecik pun nak menangis padahal benda tu senang je nak selesai

kadang2 i pun ada rasa macam kena pinggir tapi itular..masalahnyer.. perasaan i je tu. nanti x pasal2 orang panggil i emo. itu yang i taknak tu.. dalam jangka masa seminggu je ni pun rasa macam blood pressure da sampai kat tengkuk ni.. tinggal nak putus je kepala ni. nant bile da putus, terpelantingla kepala beta ke sana sini, bagaikan belon yang terlepas anginnya.. haha.. tp i bukan belon, n angin itu bukanlah kentut.. haha..
k. la nak blah ni.. SALAM

Lemme Just Spill

Okay semua, take out your eyeballs and read this.

i'm angry rite now. i had just written a really long article before i accidently press 'back' button! sheessshh....

Well, let us just talk about the godforsaken movie AGAIN!

'I'm Not Single' movie directed by Pierre Andre is presently a new fad by all the romance seekers in Malaysia. But, behold, i'm going to give out my all on commenting this movie. i'll just spill everything without keeping back anything so anyone can just give their opinion whichever it will be; contradicting or agreeing.

The movie had been quite impressive as a Malaysia's movie. There was all these good qualities especially in the script-writing, camera angling and memorable scenes.. ehem.. i'll try not to specify which but just for reference, the romantic cute scenes. As a young director, i felt the need to congratulate Pierrefor his good work.. "Congratz k..." (angguk2). Pierre if u happen to read this, balas k. haha...

The barisan pelakon2 was ok. so-so. i'm giving my tabik-spring to Farid Kamil's and Lisa's acting because it was between good and excellent. Farid had shown the perfect example about how perverted a man could be, naturally. Good 'acting'. Lisa should try put herself more to the role of Maya. I could see her striving but that's the problem. i'm seeing her striving in the movie. She should act like Maya is her. Though.. she was really cute and beautiful so there's no reason to say that she's not suitable whereas Awal was.. (readers: boo... he was grea! no commenting, loser!) okay, okay.. calm down guys.. he was average. i 'll give one more word: boring. Sorry, dear but it's true except for the crying scene on the desk which was funny because it's hard for Malaysian actors to cry.Ha-ha. very brave but sadly the crying was too prententious. And the other actress the one married to Dani at the end had very little acting skills. A word of advice is to register to some drama class..

Now, on ethics and moral values. 'Curang' or also known as adultery is very bad and it's against all religions so i believe everyone shared the same opinion as i do. Maya is a very bad example to all new-weds and wedded people in Malaysia who watched this movie in her earlier marriage.

The movie was quite short. I can't believe this. Next time, make a longer movie Pierre so that i wouldn't have felt that i hd wasted RM10 just to watch a movie of 1 hour+.

okay dat's it for today. i'll come back soon.. when i had time