not so bedtime stories

Curtain Call

2011-05-11T11:23:00.005+08:00

As I'm typing this, I'm listening to Conor Maynard / Ebony / Sam Tsui and the like. hihi. So... Eh?

Hello lovely readers.

Yesterday I just had my last paper for the semester. WOO! :D I had six papers this semester. In correspondence with Iz Rijap's blog posts on our finals, I'd like to write about how the papers went (with visual aids heheh)

1. Ethnic Relations
a paper in Bahasa Melayu. scary. hoho. it was two hours. for the last half an hour I was too busy shivering due to the cold and hunger to think much. it was okay, answerable.

2. Structure of Language
three hour paper about the structure of the English language. pretty tiring. used up loads of my brain muscles. considerable.

3. Principles and Practice of English Language Teaching
another 3 hour paper. loads of facts and concepts. finished early. got really hungry while waiting for the friends.

4. Literature in Malaysian Schools
epic. really. it wasn't unexpected, yet it was just EPIC. nearly fainted due to writing like a madwoman. (mad woman, bad woman, that's just what you a- eh? ape ni nyanyi2 haha)

5. Sociology in Education
wow. I think I nearly broke my hand with all the writing. like seriously HASHTAG. hoho. it was like madly just writing answers and melepek-ing dengan redha on the table like a person stranded on a cannibal island.

6. Instructional Technology
surprisingly I think I did quite well. eheh eheh. I mean the flow of my answer was reasonable even though I'm not very computer savvy. was very proud to walk out early.

So yeah. That's it from me :P

Going home tomorrow :D

You Think Me Weird?

2011-05-04T15:59:00.008+08:00

THOR.

warning: this post contains spoilers :D

It is the awesomest of awesomes. I have never been so deeply enthusiastic and satisfied by a superhero movie. A few things I learnt from watching Thor in the cinema;

1. The word 'What' is a swear word because the sound system in the cinema decided to fail us right at that moment (and a few other moments.

2. 'You are a fool, father' is FUNNY since some guys decided to laugh when Thor said that to his father.

3. A lot of men have annoying laughter. Seriously. O_________O

4. Thor is hot. He is adorably hunky. Sudah. Malu nak cerita lebih-lebih :") hihi

5. Natalie Portman has managed to turn the tables in her acting AGAIN after Black Swan. I mean like she's just magnificent.

6. There is an Asian warrior during Thor's time. hihi.

7. Thursday is named after Thor (Thor's Day)

8. A cool name for going into a coma is your name with the word 'sleep'. In the movie, Odin (the father) goes into Odin Sleep. So that would make it Nadhirah Sleep for me!

9. The father says Odin O'father, so I guess I'm Nadhirah O'daughter :D

10. A superhero movie can be so freakishly action-packed yet heart wrenching at the same time. Oh sumpah sedih mase he tried to pull out the hammer and couldn't :'(

11. There is a rainbow bridge :D

12. The gatekeeper is a funny person.

13. Myth in bahasa Melayu is METOS. And all this while I thought that it's mitos. eheh.

14. You should not ask for a horse at a pet store :P

15. When one of Thor's men was stabbed, I nearly choked on my popcorn. Lesson learnt, no popcorn during fight scenes.

16. To see your bestest friends after being banished to Earth is one of the best things that could happen - other than getting your myumyu (not how it is originally spelt) hammer back! JYEAHHHHH :P

17. You know that you're not loved in the family if your brother's name is THOOOOOOR and your name is loki.

18. Having gummy bears/worms and marshmallows before a movie makes you extremely hyper.

19. I loved the big evil oven monster. hihi

20. Oh and most importantly! If you like a drink, break the glass/mug! :P

That's all from me. I have to supposedly learn something now. Toodles :D

p/s: the title is a line from the movie. hihi

Risk It

2011-04-25T18:28:00.003+08:00

She stood straight and sang out the national anthem. Her eyes were furiously traveling around the area, in search of a place to hide as soon as the song had finished. Nobody had seen her yet since she had managed to sneak in without being noticed, yet she just could bring herself to disrespect the national anthem, even if she was risking herself being caught.

Nazri's eyes were right on her, even though he was facing the front. He held in a chuckle as he saw Asha stop just now to sing 'Negaraku'. 'Such a patriot', he thought to himself. His spiky hair had been gelled down and devilishly handsome smile hidden behind smirks and grins. At school, Nazri was the perfect prefect. He was the golden boy. He was the school's pride and joy. Outside? Well that's another story. Final year in high school, he was ready to partay *cough* further his studies.

Asha's ankle high socks and short short pinafore had gotten her into teachers' lounge talk too many times already. They hated her guts, and they hated the fact that they couldn't suspend her. Her father took too much care of the school for them to do so. He had new labs built, smart boards installed, computers in every classroom, and gotten them superbly magnificent cooks. For God's sake he even furnished the teachers' lounge that they were busy gossiping in.

How well he played the game, they thought.

"You know.." Nazri whispered so only Asha could hear.
Asha only glared at him as she snuck up behind him so as not to be seen.
"I already know your full name, I could just report you without even getting a hold of you"
"You wouldn't." She said with a cunning smile as she slowly walked into line. The principle was already speaking of what her father had bought for the school. A new chair in the principle's office, apparently. One of those really comfy, red, royal looking ones.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Because daddy wouldn't let it happen."
"He can't do anything to me."
"Not to you, but your Gundam collection at home, abang. Do you really want to risk it?"

Post Number 330

2011-04-15T14:31:00.006+08:00

He took her hand in his, lovingly stroking it. Tears still flowed down her cheeks. Sara could barely open her mouth; yet it tasted bitter. She looked into Amar's eyes. Well actually it was more like she stared past him. He could feel her glance passing through him. He placed his hand on her back, pulling her towards him. Her head lay on his chest, tears soaking his shirt. He smelled pleasant, as he always did.

"Why did he leave me? What did I ever do wrong?"

Sara had managed to wail before breaking down into sobs. Amar could not answer that question. Faris - his best friend - had made him promise to take care of Sara. Amar could not help but feel trapped. He's close with both Sara and Faris and both of them matter so much to him. Here he was, assigned to pick up the pieces for Sara.

"Sara...?"
"What, Faris? What did I do wrong? I... I don't understand"

She raised her head from his chest and pulled away from him. She felt ashamed and indecent for being in his arms. But both of them knew that she needed that hug more than anything. Sara tied up her shoulder length jet black hair into a loose bun. Her face was stained with smudged eyeliner and lipstick.

It was just 15 minutes ago that Sara read the note. Honestly, they all knew it was coming. They all knew it was bound to happen. But Sara just could not accept it. Everyone told her not to cry over spilled milk, but they didn't know how precious that milk was to her. She had felt like walking into the busy traffic as the note fell from her hand just now. Thank God that Amar was there to stop her and bring her to a nearby cafe.

"Can I see it again?"
"What?"
"The note. I saw you pick it up just now"
"Sara..."
"I just want to see it.."

Amar took it out of his front shirt pocket. With a sigh, he handed the note to her.

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So appreciate the time you have with your loved ones please. Don't forsake them. Uhh okay so this emo post was brought to you by The Penguin. Smile loads, please! :)

Her Eyes, Her Eyes

2011-04-11T18:27:00.004+08:00

I feel better now.

Thanks to those who CARE(D)

Much love to my family and friends who were there (who noticed all that was going through my mind)

To those who did not, I'll be sure to remember NEVER to search for you in times of need.

[thanks to Adelin and Gloria for the lovely make up and company]

Bring an Umbrella, Next Time.

2011-03-31T21:45:00.005+08:00

What did you expect?

Naive, immature little girl.

Grow up, will you?

Stop crying, it won't do you any good.

Stop wallowing, it's not like it'll change anything.

Stop hoping, you already know you shouldn't.

Why did you not learn?

Why were you so careless?

Why did you follow your heart?

Dear readers: Sorry for the emo post. I shall delete it as soon as I feel better.

Institut Jantung Negara

2011-03-27T18:56:00.000+08:00

I watched the night turn light blue
but it's not the same without you
because it takes two to whisper quietly. (VT)

Hi readers. I know I posted those lyrics last time. HOHO.

But I just love Vanilla Twilight (VT). It's like the lyrics are so perfectly woven together in such a way that every line touches your heart and melts it.

Eh eh eh enough about VT. RAWR.

AAAANYWAY! We're having a jumbo sale to raise funds for Institut Jantung Negara (IJN) this Monday and Tuesday (28th and 29th) at TESL Square (faculty of education) UiTM Shah Alam. We're selling loads of food, accessories and also preloved items~

Swing by and have some fun fun fun :3 (to be read in a NON-monotonous way)

Cool. Now you know :)

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She took Akmal's hands into hers. His skin, soft to touch, was fair with a touch of pink. He smiled at her. She lovingly took him in her arms and brought him to the window. He gurgled at the sight of the sun. She tickled his little feet and he giggled and cooed.

"Akmaaaal" Liya called to him as she held him tight.
"Mommy loves you, you know that right? Of course you do! I'd never let anyone hurt you.." She said before kissing his forehead.

"Liyaaaa... I'm home!"
"Yes sayang? I'm coming"
And with that she walked out of the room, with the sleepy baby still in her arms.

She walked towards her husband, a wide smile on her face. He smiled back at her, yet his smile looked weary. She kissed him on the cheek and asked him about his day. He told her that it was okay and he picked up the baby, pinching his cheeks. Liya sat beside him, leaning onto his shoulder as she looked into Akmal's eyes.

That's how it had been every day for 3 months now, since they got the baby.

If only the baby were really theirs.

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A short story I might make a sequel/prequel of. hihi. Loads of love, readers~

You Can Be The Heart That I Spill On The Pages

2011-03-25T11:34:00.004+08:00

Hello readers :)

I don't know why I wanted to write a new post, but here are a few (a few lah sangat. SOME. hehe) of my favourite lines from songs.

"Take my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you" (Look What You've Done)

"Forget what we're told, before we get too old. I see a garden that bursting into life" (Chasing Cars)

"You bleed just to know you're alive" (Iris)

"Will you share, the air I breathe? I give you my heart on a string, 'cause I don't want to miss anything" (Awake)

"Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts"
"You are the only exception" (The Only Exception)

"You're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep" (Catch Me)

"So let me just say to you, before the DJ changes the tune, you put the beautiful in life" (This Dance)

"They taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with their lies, your little spies" (CrushCrushCrush)

"My heart is filled with you" (You Got Me)

"You electrify my life" (Starlight)

"Someone to love, to put my life in their hands. There's gotta be somebody for me like that" (Gotta Be Somebody)

"The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here" (Vanilla Twilight) - and yes, I know that's the whole song. hihi

Umbrella Ella Ella Eh Eh Eh

2011-03-18T10:24:00.004+08:00

I cannot eat alone.

So when I'm hungry,
what's going through my mind is not exactly 'makan makan makan'
but 'nak makan dengan sape nak makan dengan sape'

yes. I'm very MANJA / SPOILT.

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Please curve your lips,
in an upwards fashion.
It doesn't take a lot,
I should also mention.

Don't stifle that giggle,
don't hold in that laughter.
'Cause that's the only way,
to live happily ever after.

Smile till it hurts,
laugh till you blush.
I promise I'll like it,
I won't tell you to hush.

Be it a big grin,
or a sheepish sly smile.
Yours is the best,
it could sweeten bile.

by,
nad the penguin

written for;
all my loved ones ;)

And rain will fall

2011-03-17T07:51:00.002+08:00

Hello readers. I know I know. You're getting bored of me already, right? haha. I just felt like posting. I'd just like to give you a short story. heheh. So please, close this tab if you're bored of my literature or tired of all my posts. Sorry! I just feel so inspired these few days that I can't help myself :)

Oh and yes, I was euphoric yesterday. haha.

Okay tu je nak cakap. Kang cakap lebih-lebih kena marah (atau kena campak dengan sudip/penyapu/segala!)

Anyway, here goes;

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She opened her umbrella. It was raining heavily, and all she had was a cute pink Hello Kitty umbrella that looked like it could barely survive the rain. Worried of wrecking her umbrella, Ara put her umbrella back into its casing. She pulled up her hood to her head and slowly made her way.

Before she could get past two steps, a car stopped right in front of her, and a door opened. "Get in, lah gila!" a voice boomed from the car. It was Faiz. Faiz. Ara was not sure what to feel. So, she just sat down in the car and murmured a thanks to him.

Faiz was listening to Mocca, 'And Rain Will Fall'. It was their favourite song to listen to in the rain. He still smelt like he did before; nice. She could once sleep to that scent as they sat quietly waiting for a commuter to arrive. That day had been as rainy as this day. She remembered everything as if it had happened five minutes ago. He was wearing a red t-shirt with s black jacket, sitting on her left. She was wearing a white baby doll blouse.

"Hey. Kau nak demam ke ape tadi?"

The sudden question from Faiz woke Ara from her thoughts. 'Kau'. 'Kau'. 'Kau'. She still had to get used to that. He always had called her 'love' or 'dearest'. Never would she have thought he'd go back to calling her 'kau' as he did two years ago. Well, it had been two months since her heart was broken, but it was too early for the drastic change for Ara.

"Hey. Did you hear me? Are you okay?"
"Uhh. Yes. I'm okay, Faiz. Thank you."
"Okay. Well, I have to pick Farra up. So would you mind sitting at the back later?"
"You can just drop me off at the bus stop. I can get to class on my own."
"I'm not that heartless."
"Em can you PLEASE drop me off at the bus stop?"
"Why are you being so difficult?"
"Faiz, please-"
"Kau tumpang sekali. And that's final. Kejap pick up Farra dulu"
"Why are you being such a jerk? You're playing OUR song. You picked me up. You're going to pick FARRA up, you jerk! You think I want to see her? As if I don't feel guilty enough for getting into your car. I've been trying to numb my feelings and all you think about is yourself. Now PLEASE drop me off at the bus stop"

And with that, both of them went quiet and Faiz stopped the car at the bus stop. Before unlocking the door, he opened his mouth to say;

"I never stopped loving you. You're the one who left. You're the one who thought I'm not good enough. And hey, you should feel guilty towards my sister though. Farra loved you so much. And you just thought you could cut all strings with all of us."

He unlocked the car and had his eyes on the road. Ara slowly walked out, and as if the world was mocking her, someone had 'Gives You Hell' on loudly.

Delusional

2011-03-13T11:28:00.003+08:00

I know I have been updating madly, but this will be a very short post. It will be only so that I can this off my chest. I don't even know why I am posting this. I don't even know if I'll regret it (I might). But here goes:

Hello readers. I'm sure you've heard of the ever famous VLOGGER, Anwar Hadi
(click his name for his official fanpage)

There's been a video circulating now of four people speaking and singing of how they hate Anwar Hadi. I'm not sure if you've seen it. Google it. Go, if you want to be disgusted by human beings. I mean, I could get haters for writing this, but I feel too disturbed by it to care (right now).

1. To the haters:

Dear humans,

I'd appreciate you to be less cowardly. I mean, insult with style and at least a bit of manhood. Seriously? Masks and such? Not to be too insulting, but I doubt you guys are that ugly to be covered up. Hey, I am not a big fan of Justin B, but I don't go around hating on him, nor making a video of it. But if you MUST show hate towards someone, at least use intellectual words.

Swear words were never intellectual (especially when they speak of people's body parts). Even people who speak English know that. Like seriously, you do not hear those people swearing with the V word, do you? But no, you Malays (seriously, malu lah sikit. kau tu Melayu doh) speak of the P word as if it were to represent the word pony or purple or pink.

Oh wait, you want people to speak Malay, right? Ye, aku boleh je berbahasa Melayu. Tak perlu pun carut-carut. Kau memang kurang penjanaan bahasa eh? Takpe, belajar lah. Kosa kata aku pun kurang sikit, jadi aku belajar. Jom lah, kita belajar sama-sama eh? :D Tak perlu guna perkataan-perkataan kesat. Tak elok tau.

Puas? Satisfied? Uhh and by the way darlings, you should really not use the term Allahuakbar in the same time that you're swearing. Menghina agama tu. Tahu tak? Aku pun tak berani nak guna agama sebagai alasan. Kau? Waaaah cepat je kau kan? Em.

I think that's it. I think that I should shut up now. I do not want you to start throwing words of body parts that I have, to me.

Toodles.

2. To the fans:

Dear lovelies,

I'm sure Anwar Hadi is grateful that all of you are being so supportive. However, I think that you should see him as a person, not as a 'god of English' (though his mastery of language does baffle me) or 'the dude who went overseas' (though I do respect how far he's come).

But he's a great person. He's atrociously kind and sweetly outspoken. Disgustingly caring and critically crazy. Unbearably intelligent and lovingly passionate.

See him as that, please. He's not a monument, he's a human. Just like you :)

Thanks :3

3. To Hadi:

Hi

I don't know if you'll be reading this. Be strong tau. They're not worth your time.

...and I miss you. I just realized that today. I think I might just start weeping now. haha.

(so before your fans start killing me for confessing this on my blog...)

TAKE CARE ;)

Sincerely,
Siti Nadhirah binti Abd Rahman
TESL student
UiTM Shah Alam

Comfort

2011-03-09T13:04:00.000+08:00

Ever had that feeling which you just want to be comforted? heheh. Oh well I just thought of all my comfort food. Here they are:

So anyway, this thought of comfort inspired me to write :D

This is a letter of a person to their lover. Yes, some fictional stuffs. hihi.

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Dear Love,

You know? At this moment I am feeling such sadness. I feel like the world keeps crashing down onto me again and again. I wish you were here.

You know? The only thing I want to do right now is sit beside you and lean on your shoulder. I want to cry my eyes out as you dry my tears and tell me that you love me. All I want in the world is to just fall asleep with my head to your chest. I wish you were here.

You know? You've always told me that I'll pull through - I always do. You'd squeeze my hand and look deep into my eyes and warm me with your smile. Remember those days when we'd just sit quietly as we drank our tea in the rain? I wish you were here.

You know? Your voice lingers in my head. It was not those words you said that gave me most glee, but how you said them. You never failed to make me smile, even if it was just for a while. I wish you were here.

You know? I can only hope you were still here. I wouldn't mind the distance between us. Nor would I care for the challenges that may come. I wish you were still alive. I wish you were still breathing. I wish you were here.

Faithfully and sincerely forever yours,
Lily

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sad, now? heheh. sorry. was just in the mood to write this

Throw My Hand on a Blade for YAHHH

2011-03-06T09:31:00.002+08:00

Hello People.

I'm going to be spam-blogging to make up for February. Bear with me please. haha

First and foremost, I'd like to apologize if anyone is offended. hihi

So yeah. I'm sure everyone here has heard of Grenade by Bruno Mars, right? I like the song. I mean, I enjoy singing it like I enjoy singing along to all of Bruno Mars' songs.

However, let's get things straight here. How pretentious could you get? No man on earth would do that for a woman (as evil/psycho as that). Seriously, people? That situation just would not exist. Way to hyperbole, Bruno Mars. hehe.

I know this is just a form of literary work and he's using figurative language to get the message across. (hah dah keluar TESL words bagaiii) But hey. people are enjoying it kan? I dunno. It's just that some people sing it with such feelings. I just think that MAYBE you should reflect on yourself first before saying "Tell the devil I said hey when you get back to where you're from" to a person.

I mean, I understand all of you will stand up to me and tell me it's just a song. If it is just a song, why are all of you singing it with such emotion, and actually talking about it as if it were YOUR life experience?

But hey. cheers to Bruno Mars for singing yet another good song. I mean, I do admit singing along to it, of course. The beat and rhythm are too good to pass up :P

An extremely short story for you people. Just for fun ;)

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"Sayang, can we go to the pet store?"
"I knew you'd say that" Faris said to Zana with a smile.

Zana made a face, skipping her way to the pet store. Her hair bounced off her shoulders as she skipped. He could only laugh at her antics. As soon as they reached some kittens, Zana squealed in excitement. She stared at them with wide eyes, mouthing "So cute!" under her breath.

Faris stood by her like a disapproving father. She grabbed his hand and pulled him down to crouch at the cages with her. After half an hour of staring at kittens, bunnies and all sorts of rodents, he had finally managed to bring her to the lizard section.

"Eww what's that? How can it even fit in that place!" Zana said, screwing up her lips. Her jet black hair hid part of her eyes, and she was actually glad they did so. They moved from aquarium to aquarium. Finally they stopped at an aquarium labeled 'gecko'. It was a very tall and wide space.

"Where's the gecko?" She said with a little bit of fear in her eyes. "Don't tell me it escaped"
"You ni. haha. I doubt it escaped. Maybe it's climbing somewhere in there. It is a pretty huge area"

After almost five minutes of staring, Zana was getting restless. She immediately attacked one of the shop attendants, asking "Have you noticed that one of your geckos has disappeared? You're playing with lives here. What if it jumped onto me and I got a heart attack!" She hissed, rational enough to keep her voice down.

"Zanaaaaa" Faris took her hand in his and held her back. "Sorry sir, my girlfriend is just extremely scared of lizards. That's it."

"Uhh. Sir, miss, I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused. But we sold the gecko off yesterday. I'm sorry for not taking the tag off. See, I'll take it off now."

The worker smiled sheepishly and said his apologies once again as he walked away. Faris raised an eyebrow at Zana who had already gone pink, biting her lip.

Vibes

2011-03-04T14:15:00.004+08:00

Hi everyone :)

I dunno what I'm going to post about actually. It's just that I'm sad to see my blog THIS sad. I have not updated for almost a month, isn't it?

You know, just to be weird, let's talk about relationships in this post?

I mean, I just noticed that my juniors are in a relationship. Apparently it's been one of those open secrets which people don't indulge in, yet it's very much there. They're just so adorable. I mean, she's pretty and he's charming. She's friendly and he's cute.

Honestly, I want a boyfriend like that too. haha. Okay malu sikit Nadhirah? Hey, it's just that I like his traits. He's awesome at communicating, charming, cute, smart, witty, determined oh and so much more. Trust me, people who know him feel the same too. I mean girls. haha. Err I would not be very excited to know that guys fancy him too (though I would not be surprised. hihi)

Aaaaaanyway, don't get me wrong. I'm not desperate to get into a relationship now. Jangan panic taw mak. I'm just being a normal girl with desires gitewww. hehe. I mean, who doesn't dream of having this partner in life who fits all your expectations. Oh pengsan sangaaaaaat!

Still, I'm not ready for a relationship YET. I don't think my boyfriend would not appreciate my 'brothers' and my real abang kandung darah daging segala will not appreciate me having a boyfriend either, rasenye. haha. Kan?

(*'brothers' = very close male friends; *real abang kandung darah daging segala = Amir Hamzah bin Abd Rahman)

Okay so back to the topic of relationships. Eceh. haha. Yesterday, my friends were talking about choices. They pointed out this question;

Kalau kau ada pilihan, kau nak pilih; (a) marrying the guy of your dreams, but you have to let go of your other dreams (example of dreams; being a pramugari or model); or (b) just settling with any guy that's good enough but fulfilling all your other dreams

So, ladies and gents..? What's your choice?

Well, for me, since they said 'the guy of your dreams' is the guy that fulfills all your expectations in your future husband, then I would choose (a). Honestly, this is because, if I choose (a), I know that the man of my dreams would understand the dreams I have and help me fulfill them. And I think my mother knows that I almost never settle. I cannot settle for something (even if it is a guy) if I know I can do better. Yes, I might fall in love with a person that everyone deems as an average joe one day, but I assure you that he'll be the world to me. And I hope that I won't settle for less. (And this is not to be berlagak, but I think I'd rather end up single than have to settle for ANY guy. Tapi kalau settle for HUGH JACKMAN or JENSEN ACKLES tu okay jugak. hihi)

p/s: Sorry I don't have a story for you. So, here's Jensen Ackles. Please enjoy staring at him. haha

Stampede of Rhinos

2011-02-11T15:28:00.003+08:00

Hello darling readers~

The other day I went to Speaker's Corner at DC. Speaker's Corner is this event (Tuesdays at 8.30) in which you can just walk on stage and speak about anything [except for sensitive stuff].

My topic was 'Smiling'. It should have been 'Misc' 'cause if you were there, you'd definitely know that I talked about basically everything that I could think of. It was REALLY fun. I enjoyed it to the max, and I hope my listeners enjoyed it too. I totally promote for all of you to go and just speak. It's such a great platform to take the risk and lift up your self confidence.

Speak in Malay or English [or both, for that matter] and people just clap and cheer for you. It's great to be in such a supportive environment where people smile and tell you that you did great. It's just such a great event and I'm sure even my fear of microphones dissipated a bit that night. Ahh. Oh yes and Azhann spoke too. Gloria and Adelin spoke the previous week :)

'I've spoken. Have you?' AWESOME TAGLINE. hehe.

Oh so let's give you a story so that you don't get bored of reading about my life. haha.

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"That's a lie."
"It is not. I love you."
"And that's why it's a lie!"
"Why?"
"Because you love me too much to tell me the truth!"
"You flatter yourself, sweetheart"

Alia screwed up her lips as she stared at the dress she had held up in front of her.

"I look fat in this."
"You do not. Now can we please move on with life and buy it already?"
"You're not being supportive."
"How do you expect me to be supportive?"
"Maybe you should say that you love me and I'm extremely beautiful aaaaaand that you're fat. I'm slim and lovely"
"Really now?"
"Yes" Alia said with a sparkle in her eyes.

Fariz could not help himself but laugh. 'But all girls are like this, aren't they', he thought to himself. "Of course I love you", and even saying that again hurt him. Not because he did not love her, but because he did. So dearly. Nor was it because she did not love him. She was head over heels for him. Parents? Ahh both sides were happy to know of each other.

However, one thing became a treacherous valley in between them. Fariz had just been promoted to be Sales Director the previous week, but the promotion meant a transfer to China.

Alia kept ignoring the topic, dodging conversations about it. She did not like the idea. And this was no longer like 'studying at different places' where they could meet during breaks and visiting the other person didn't need a flight ticket.

"I only have one more week with you" She suddenly said as he was paying for her dress.
"I'm sorry. I'll be sure to come back for holidays"
"It won't be the same.."

They walked out of the store solemnly. He took her hand, clutching it tightly. She felt nothing though, she was just happy to be with him. She squeezed his hand as a tear slid down her cheek. Sitting down on a bench outside, she hid her face in her hands and sobbed like a little girl. Both of them just sat there, eyes on the ground, looking helpless and beaten.

They had only been married for a fortnight.

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TAHU, EMO. hahaha. I dunno why I wrote such an emo story. RAWR.

We'll Be A Dream

2011-01-31T13:00:00.000+08:00

Oh hello dearest readers. I'm at my grandma's house in Ulu Langat. No, I do not know how to explain to you where that is. haha. I suck at directions and I have no sense for it. I am forever only the 'peneman' or source of entertainment in the car/bus/other forms of transportation. :P

So anyway, I am very excited about the indoor slide at Empire and shall heret people to go there with me. Yes, people. There is an indoor slide! :DD How exciting! Yes, I shall scream every time I pass by the mall, "INDOOR SLIDE!!". haha

Okay okay done with that? What was the purpose of this post? Oh yes, to talk about the rain. The rain is making everyone sleepy and hungry. A lot of people have been saying tons about this rain. Some people have viewed it as happiness and joy. Others are just pissed because their laundry won't dry or they caught a cold.

What was I thinking? Other than being the selfish person I am, thinking only about how the rain has benefited and also irritated me, somehow it got stuck in my brain: How are the LTDL people going to cycle?

Oh LTDL stands for Le Tour de Langkawi. Yes, I pretty much know close to nothing about it, but I know that they cycle! And these people have to cycle in the rain. Oh how horrible. Even Apek, - a coursemate of mine with an amazingly nice name of Najmuddin - should not cycle in the rain. I mean, cycling in the rain is already like extreme sports, or something. No, people should not be allowed to cycle in the rain like that. And whoop de doo, I watched the news last night and the people were cycling in the rain. So scary! What if someone tergelicik and tergolek or something. Dah tergolek, TERlemas in the water. Woah. So scary.

My dad said that it was normal and they just have to continue. And I know you can't just call off an event that big. All efforts to have the event would go to waste. Sob. So, we're left with these superb cyclists who I memang tabik lah. I respect these people so much right now because I would not want to tergelincir, tergolek and terlemas. Huh!

Oh and I heard there's a riot going on in Egypt or something. God save the people there.

On another note, it's the mid-semester break. So let's have a short story for you here, shall we? :)

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"So how about a class this Saturday?" Nina asked her kindergarten class. "You had a holiday last Monday so it would only be fair to replace it"
"Nooooooooo!" The students chorused sulkily.
"Why not?" She asked with a smile. Nina had that aura about her. An aura in which you could not not like her. I mean, along the line, you could end up disliking one of her traits, since everyone has flaws - but in the end you still feel warm inside when you look at her.
"Becauseeeee...." They said, looking at each other, trying to find a way out.
"Because Fara has to see the dentist! And we can't have a class without her!" Razif almost screamed out.
"Yes, Fara has to see the dentist to take out her braces. And stuffs" said Maryam politely.
"Fara? Is this true?"
"Well, yes. Abah said so."
"You guys don't want to have the class without her?"
"Nooooo." They replied cheekily.
"That's very kind of all of you." Nina said with a smile "Hmm. Oh well, it's already 12.30. We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay? Please remind me about it"
"Okaaaaay.." They said, without really wanting to remind her about it. All of them smiled at her sheepishly. They loved her because she was seemed so kind, unlike Sir Farid the math teacher who was mean and evil.

Nina walked out to the gate, seeing her husband's car parked right outside it. He had given her the car today, after some arm twisting. He had to go to the clinic, but he was soon alright. The doctor said he was lucky not to have his arm broken. He only smiled, neglecting to tell the doctor that his wife almost broke his arm if he did not give her the car keys.

"Hello dear.." Nina said as she walked into the living room where her husband was sitting.
"How were the kids?" he asked. She walked up to him and kissed his forehead. He flinched a bit. He always did. Living with a wife with a black belt could do that to a guy. Nina laughed at her husband.
"Are you still pissy about this morning? Sorry darling. I just had to go to work. My car had broken down and you know how much I love the kids"
"Well, I needed to go to work too.." he said, slowly moving away from her to avoid getting injured.

If their friends saw him now, they would be truly shocked. He had always been a violent man. All his previous relationships ended because he had injured his partners. Surprisingly, the man had met his match in a beautiful, soft spoken, lanky lady who stole his heart. He was lucky to have not been beaten to a pulp the last time he raised his hand to her.

I guess it's true what they say, marriage changes a man.

*okay so this was a weird story. I don't know. at the end I just wanted to end the story. I'm sorry if I just wasted your time reading this XD

Peanut Butter to My Jelly ;)

2011-01-25T22:45:00.001+08:00

Hello readers :)

I don't have much to write about (LIAAAAR!) Okay so I have quite a lot to write about but I'm too lazy to tell you about everything that has happened. I could talk to you about how this past week has been about getting lost, and how you can become really close to someone when you click so easily, and how even short instances with your favourite people can make your life seem so wonderful, and also how much Onii spoils me. HAHA.

Trust me when I say this, this past week has also been quite an emotional roller coaster ride (for a lot of people, in fact). Well let's just read my story, shall we? haha. I'm sure you're not too interested in my babbling ;)

Here are a few short stories for your entertainment. (Oh how Adam Lambert of me)

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She smiled at him as he waved at her. It was more of a smirk rather than a smile. He pinched her cheek, making it turn pink. He laughed at her loudly. So loudly, in fact, that half of the people around them turned. She made a face at him, and cupped her face in her hands. Biting her lip, she kept her right hand behind her back. "See you tomorrow, sunshine!", he said to her as he paced away. She had a grin on her face, and she was ready to grab her phone. 10 steps from her, his face turned asphalt as he patted down his pockets. He frantically ran back to her, looking as if he had lost his soul.

"Looking for these?"

She said with a cheeky smile on her face as she showed her right hand to him, in which were his house keys.

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Fairuz and I had always been labelled as a couple, but we never were. I mean, we're the the best of friends, but I just don't see us ending up together. Fairuz seems to think so too. My mother keeps telling me, "Amad, I forbid you from getting into a relationship with Fairuz.". At times I feel like explaining to her that just because Fairuz has weird interests, doesn't mean we have a right to judge. I mean, when people ask me if I'm not freaked out by Fairuz, I rarely know how to answer. The thought of being in a relationship with Fairuz definitely gives me goosebumps, but I enjoy Fairuz as a friend.

Yes, I enjoy his company a lot. He's always been a good friend - even if he swings both ways.

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Hope you enjoyed the stories! ;)

Toodles, readers :D

Stop and Stare O_O

2011-01-20T22:58:00.001+08:00

Hello readers. I miss this bloggie of mine. GAAAAAAAAAAAAH *rolls over*

So let's try give you a story, huh? It's been quite some time since I've written a story, right? :)

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She stared into his eyes. The cafe was noisy, but she had not said a word since they sat down. Johan was too busy patting his hair and checking this reflection with a spoon to notice. True enough, he had the perfect Malay drama hero look. He was a bit tanned, of average height and could charm the socks off any lady. It was no wonder that half of the cafe had their eyes on him during at least one point of their meal there.

"So, Nina.."

Blinking due to shock, Nina looked the other way before mustering the strength to face the man she had been staring at for at least five whole minutes.

"Nina? Earth to Ninaaaa?"
"Oh. Uhh. Yes?"
"This waiter has been politely trying to get your order."

Nina looked to her left. There he was, a boy of probably 16 years of age, fidgeting with his pen and pad, anxious to get the order. Nina smiled sheepishly, sending Johan into fits of laughter.

As Nina was fumbling through the menu, Johan smiled. He could not help but smile whenever they were together. She brought him such happiness, such glee. Time and time again, he had told her that. She was the best friend he could ever have.

"Thank you for having lunch with me"
"Eh. I needed to have lunch too! No need to thank me lah"

She smiled. Actually she barely smiled, she just raised up one side of her mouth and took out her phone. 'As if he couldn't have just said "I love having lunch with you" or something' she thought to herself as she acted as if reading a text message. 'My heart belongs to you, you idiot' she always felt like saying that out loud. 'But you're in love with someone else.' She knew she had no chance.

The waiter came back with their drinks, anxiously holding the tray. 'TRAINEE' was printed on the pocket of his shirt. Johan understood Nina too well. She was hiding something. Maybe she was going to tell him that she had swung the other way and was going to be in a relationship with some beautiful damsel. He shook his head hard for even thinking of it.

"You're my best friend, you know that?"
"Yeah. You're mine too. That's what we are, aren't we, Johan? Best friends?"
"Yes. And you seem to be hiding something from me."
"I am not. And no, I am not swinging the other way." She said before laughing
"Dang. How'd you figure that out?"
"You're so predictable"
"So anyway. I think we should clear something about this friendship thing up. You're my best friend."
"You already told me that just now."
"And you know, you're an awesome friend, but..."
"But you don't like me that way? It's okay. I didn't think that way either" Nina said with a faked grin. Her cheeks felt warm and tears began to form
"Oh. Err. Then. Err."
"WHAT?"
"...I kind of like you that way. And I kind of wanted to propose. But I guess that's out of the question, isn't it?" Johan said with a sheepish grin on his face as he pulled a gold ring out of a purple pouch.

Nina literally fell off her seat from his statement. Tears rolled down her cheeks from happiness - and also some pain from her lower body hitting the linoleum floor.

On and Off

2011-01-11T20:35:00.002+08:00

She trudged along the path. It was a long one, indeed. There was nothing she could do but walk it, since turning back was not an option. Looking back, she wished she had not chosen that path. She wished she had chosen another. The path was not complicated nor dangerous, but somehow she just knew it would lead to nothing. It would be a never ending path that would only bring exhaustion. She tried to close her eyes, to supposedly bring herself to reality. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was still stuck on that path. She could climb over the hedge and just walk away, but she didn't know where that would lead her either.

So finally she chose to just stay on the path, and stay on it even if it were forever.

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Hello readers. Random literary work here. haha. I don't even know what it is. A short paragraph, I guess. It shall be anything you interpret it to be. :)

Oh I am just bored. I hope you people will just visit my "academic" blog and give me ideas on how to make it better.

Link = unofficialinfocounter.blogspot.com

Oh and here's an announcement;

Dear TESL students, anyone interested in being a committee member for Ethos newsletter? We're basically looking for journalists, photographers, and others in relation to them. It will only be a small committee. Contributions (poems, VERY short stories, jokes, comics) can also be made, but you'll be notified of when to ...do so on a later date :) Spread the word. Thanks :)

Random cat at Seksyen 2.
haha

Much love,
the penguin ;)

We're Not The Same.

2011-01-06T18:12:00.004+08:00

Where's your gavel? your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
Well sentence me to another life.

(Ignorance - Paramore)

The start of the new semester, but it's still the same people, still the same faculty.

Hello :)

I have been stuck between a FEW rocks and a FEW hard places with the beginning of the new semester. This makes me miss home more. Complications seem to follow me everywhere. I wonder if there was really a time that I could say I loved my social standing. Not to wallow in self pity here, but I have been a target of dislike since I was in primary school. Funny story, I don't even know how I'm supposed to be anymore. I don't know what people expect of me. Should I reinvent myself just because some people dislike how I am? I don't think so.

I mean, based on my past experience, being a reserved and quiet girl did not bring me any good. It brought me a bad reputation and a handful of haters. Being a cheerful and talkative girl has also done practically the same thing. Is this society telling me that it just doesn't like me or what? haha. Malas aku nak layan sebenarnya.

Sure, I have my friends, I have my family. However, there's always that unsettling feeling when you know someone is busy telling people to ignore you, avoid you, and just plain dislike you.

All THAT aside, I have soon realized that I love my time in university rather than my school days. I'm sorry if it offends school mates, but that's the truth. In UiTM (B. Ed. TESL, especially), people have the same passion in English as I do. They love to talk as much as I do. They share similar interests with me. And most of all, their point of view is close to, if not similar to mine.

I have come to meet people who definitely complete my life when I am in Shah Alam. These people are my caretakers, my family when I am away from family. Some of them might not realize their utter importance to me, but yeah. Oh I would love to have listed all of them here, but I think they know who they are.

Oh this is the first week of class and I am starting to love it. Being busy is kind of normal for me, but I probably need to get back my momentum. There's so much to figure out this weekend. Sobs. It's only the first week and I already feel like rolling on the floor. (Regardless of the fact that I do that every day lah kan)

Oh and my housemates have been cool, despite the fact that I'm kind of the black sheep - being the only TESL student in the house and also not spending so much time at home. :)

Mmhm. So what have I been doing around fac? Hugging people, listening to music, ranting about anything that comes to mind, poking people, disturbing people as much as I can... and much more. And yeah, also learning, and stuff like that. haha.

There's an Ethos meeting tonight. I'll probably sleep like some part through it. haha. This week has been SO tiring and I have the taklimat koko for all students taking co-curricular activities on Saturday. Sumpah malas. But what can I say. I don't want to get lost in FSG later on. heheh.

I think hell just broke loose in in my brain and heart :O

(oh here's my blog for Instructional Technology -> CLICK!)

Chiquitita

2010-12-28T13:11:00.001+08:00

So I haven't been updating for a very long time. haha. I'm truly sorry. Have been reaaaaally busy and reaaaaaaaally out of inspiration. Not to say I have tons of inspiration right now, but I just miss typing nonsense. heehee. Oh yeah, forgot...

Hello, all :)

I will soon be back in Shah Alam, studying, rolling about. At the moment, there's nothing I would like more than UiTM Shah Alam Kampus Seksyen 17 Fakulti Pendidikan to be in Johor Bahru. I miss my friends (seniors, same batch, and juniors alike - as well as some lecturers) and my faculty. I miss the library. Oooh cold INTEC library.. But the point is, I hate to leave home. Boo hoo. I just want to stay home with my mommy and eat with her every day and talk to my parents about stuffs. haha. ANAK MANJA. Oh yes, I am a pampered and spoilt child. I plead guilty :P

Mak says that this feeling will soon go away as soon as I reach Shah Alam. I'll probably distracted by all the happenings, but I'm sure I'll still be freakishly home sick.

So anyway, my brother came back home the other day. He stayed for the weekend. Is always great to have him around. Even long car rides don't get so boring with our endless chatter. Thanks for the 'people ignoring mechanism', abang. haha :P

My sister says she might be coming to visit us in June next year. Awesomeness :)) Haven't seen her in quite a long time.

Oh I think I shall do a little postmortem on the 'like my status and I'll tell you' thing. Oh first let me show you the status (on Facebook)

(click to enlarge)

The postmortem is done based on what people tell me when I 'like' their status;

- most people think I'm talkative and noisy
- I remind people of Pingu or any other cartoon theme song
- but most importantly, I AM TALKATIVE
- oh oh but I am definitely glad that people like different things about me. Proves that I am not only a one trick pony (or penguin for that matter)

HEEEY you know what? I actually clicked "NEW POST" to talk about some important stuffs. Like, you know, stuff that is relevant and worthy of the newspapers, or something. Do you think I should blog about more serious stuff? Like maybe global warming, or negligent parents, or maaaaaybe newly single Scarlett? HAHA. It's okay, Ryan, I'm still here, single and available for youuuuu :P

But seriously, I'm contemplating on blogging on serious issues. Or at least, a specific genre, like sports (as if I have much knowledge on that), or fashion (BLERHHH. baju sendiri pun mak pilihkaaan) , the environment? (HAHAHAH. as if I want to talk about all that stuff I leaaarnt in Science and Biology.

Oh here, watch this video :P And toodles :3

The Truth is I Never Left You

2010-12-13T23:59:00.004+08:00

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me
But I won't feel blue
Like I always do
'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you

(Super Trouper, ABBA)

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Dear Mother.

haha. It makes my fingers tremble to write something about you. I love you. And I'm sorry for all those things I have done. I know, Sorry could be the easiest word to say, but not the easiest to accept. I've made so many mistakes already. And to say I'll never make mistakes ever again would be pretentious and naive. But here I am, the girl who deludes herself with happy endings and miracles from angels. And I hope against hope that if I do by any chance make any more other mistakes, it will only be as small as breaking your tweezers in two (like last night. HAHA sorry) or adding sugar when I should have added salt. :P

I haven't been the best daughter. I know. But you've been a better mother than one could hope for. Sure, we fight. But honestly, I'd rather we fight than not speak at all. I know MANY mothers and daughters who barely speak a word to each other. And that would suck for me. I can't even have a meal at home without you. Imagine not even talking to you.I'd probably end up crazy and talk to my soft toys. (Which I do even now. But I assure you I have not gone bonkers. Maybe just a little loose in the screws. haha)

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

(Yellow, Coldplay)

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Oh wait but yes, I would prefer our conversations to be fight free. But I think of us as close friends. I mean, I know, you're my mother and I respect you in those terms. However, I do think of you as my closest friend. And to be honest, I rarely have fight-free conversations with my closest friends.

Happy 51st birthday, dearest mother :)

yes now you shall see the ugly artwork of your daughter
hahahahahha :P

And before I end this post, let's put a Malay song here, huh? HAHA.

Maafkanlah,
ku tak bisa hidup tanpa kamu

(Hanyut, Faizal Tahir)

Dear Readers, mind my special post eh ;)

Don't Cry For Me Argentina

2010-12-11T21:49:00.001+08:00

Hi :)

So I had this list of things I said I wanted to do during the holidays. Let's list them out again and see how I have progressed so far :P

1. WORK. - am working right now, haha. work is very tiring. sometimes I need to bring my work back home and finish it while golek-ing until I fall asleep and scribble something on the paper with my pen/highlighter and regret not putting my stuff aside when I wake up. haha. also, getting my own place this time seems really cool :D oh oh oh I forgot to say what I do, right? haha. I'm a translator/editor(language-wise). Basically I either translate some stuff, or use my Grammar Nazi skills to edit it. haha

2. Buy/Read at least ONE book. - I didn't buy any books. but before you say I suck, my sister gave me TWO books for my birthday. HAHAH. one by Edgar Poe, and another by Wilde. they're so awesome :3 and reading them right now

3. Get a guinea pig and be awesome at taking care of it. - got OBOK already. here's obok ->

Oh and my sister gave me a guinea pig calendar~! tee hee hee :P

4. EAT LOADS. - still in progress. HAHA

5. Be an efficient organizing committee member for the Public Speaking Competition. - I think I've been efficient enough :P oh here's the blog post I wrote about it. CLICK HERE.

6. Buy a pair of formal looking shoes (hopefully with own salary. HAHA) - bought them already :D from Bata. for only RM35! haha. awesomeness. they're black and awesome. and I could totally injure someone with them. Hitman would be proud :D

7. Download loads of songs with Streamyx! :D - downloaded a few. Streamyx isn't being very kind :(

8. HELP MUM COOK MY FAVOURITE FOODS :DDD - the helping part could not be fully completed. due to several reasons, including work. and laziness. HAHA. kesian mak, dapat anak dara yang macam ni.

9. Go to Zoo Negara (AND SEE PENGUINS!) - MUST BE DONE SOON. any zoo with penguins will do :D

10. Learn something new. - So far, I've learnt a few things on engineering. haha. I've also learnt about guinea pigs a whole lot more. aaand I learnt that 'Paint' is a very useful source of entertainment when the internet fails you (at the office) haha.

WOW. I'm so proud of myself. I've gotten so much done already! :D YEAYS I'm going to continue eating chocolates my sister sent :P

Toodles

Tears

2010-12-06T15:00:00.001+08:00

She held his hands tightly. His eyelids were failing him. He prayed to God that the image of her would be the last image he would see in this world. Tears rolled fast from her cheeks to his body as she leaned in to him.

"Recite your syahadah.." she whispered into his ear, tears practically rolling into his ear. He would have laughed at her for crying into his ear - if he could. But even mouthing the syahadah took all his energy. His face was calm as he let out his last breath. Hani put her lips to her husband's hands for the last time and recited prayers to God for him. Her long hair which had been tied up in a ponytail, now looked more like a frizzy mess.

Hani and Daus had only been married for a year. They had been friends for 6. And they had known this day would come before they got married. Hani still loved him with her whole heart though she knew he was going to leave her soon.

One day, before they got married, they had had the conversation on this;

"Hani, you have a life ahead of you.."
"So? You too."
"Don't make me laugh."
"Okay, so let me get this straight. You want me to live and die alone?"
"You have your family!" He said with a grin.
"You know what I mean.." Hani said with a sigh, tear ducts very much ready to burst.
"Hey. There's always Farhan here..?"
"Yes... That could be arranged.." Hani said as she smiled at Farhan
"HEY! Don't I get a say in this at all?!"
"We're just kidding, adik.. You're too young for Kak Hani anyway."
"You guys keep talking mushy, and now you want to involve me!"
"I never asked you to come with us.." Daus said as he raised his eyebrow.
"But this is the only chance for me to get out!"
"Tau pun kau. HAHAHAHAHA"
"Daus..." Hani could only sigh.

And here she was, reciting the Yasin by his grave. Daus had no family other than his little brother Farhan, Their parents died in an accident when they were in primary school. Farhan looked like a man beside Hani. He was only 17 years old, and he already had such burdens on his shoulders. Hani's family allowed him to stay in their house. He had just finished answering his SPM papers the other day. He could not make it to the hospital on time. He was crushed, but he stayed calm, and strong. He said, "My brother always told me to be strong and ready for this day to come...". Hani's father gave him a firm pat on the back and told him that his brother would have been proud.

It was already a year since Daus' death. Hani still loved Daus, and there was still a special place for him in her heart. However, as hearts do, they make way for other people too. Amar had fallen head over heels for Hani. So much, that when Hani accidentally spilled hot coffee on him after the meeting, he barely felt anything - at least that's what everyone saw. As soon as he briskly entered the men's washroom, he immediately let out a yelp.

Hani was slowly opening her heart to him too. She began appreciating how he would notice the smallest details, and how he could have an intellectual conversation with her from time to time, yet never forgetting to insert some humour. He was exactly like Daus. 'Except maybe Daus is a bit more handsome', Hani found herself thinking one day. She was quite shocked with herself for thinking so. When she asked her parents about it, they merely smiled and told her it was normal. "Of course you guys don't mind.. He gave you jeruk and you muffins!" Hani said to her father and mother. The three of them burst into laughter. "He's a nice boy. I like him..", said Hani's mother.

"The point is, it's not wrong for you to fall in love. I'm sure Daus would have wanted to see you happy too..", her father said - looking very full of wisdom with the cigar in his hand. "And I love the jeruk he gave us!"

"Shh.. Ayah.. Not too loud. What if Farhan hears you..?" Hani said as she walked into the kitchen. Farhan was sitting there, as if waiting for her.

"Farhan, I-"
"Kak Hani.. Why?"
"Ibu and ayah were just joking just now. I'm sorry! I never meant to-"
"Why are you doing this to yourself and Abang Daus?"
"Uhh. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I love your Abang Daus a lot. Farhan, please forgive me for ever thinking-"
"Kak Hani. You should be happy. Abang Daus has always loved to see you happy. And he told me so many times to make sure you're happy. Please, don't apologize to me.. You need to get the love and affection you deserve.."

Tears rolled down Hani's cheeks again after a year of holding them in. "Thank you.."

Not Guilty

2010-12-04T13:00:00.001+08:00

I shall walk into the court room. People stare at me. The defendant, they say, is innocent until proven guilty, but that is usually by far not the case. There's the Jury. They look down upon me. And that is not just because of my height disadvantage. Their mocking eyes and mocking expressions, condescending me.

Oh the plaintiff will be sitting there, staring at me with confusion. The confusion mocks me too, since the plaintiff knows very well that I was being accused of something that had actually been done upon me rather than the other way around. I was being accused of a crime that was actually the twisted truth. Clearly I was the culprit. Clearly I was at fault. All the eyes would say. The people watching knew nothing. They could only guess, they could only assume.

As soon as I take the stand and open my mouth, the whole court room will turn upside down. The Jury will all become witnesses, their eyes looking sad and their faces sympathetic. They would not say a word out loud, though I'll it in their faces. They'll whisper and whimper, but none would have much to say. When questioned, the doubt in their eyes will show as they glance at me. The plaintiff will not know how to react. The plaintiff sits idly. The tables had been turned, and suddenly, the plaintiff is the one on trial.

The people watching will still blame it upon me. The witnesses would say nothing in my defense. Though in their hearts, they all know what was happening, only my lawyer and associates stand by me. I hold my ground, and the Judge is baffled. 'This case was supposed to be simple.', he thinks to himself.

This is how it shall happen. When the day arrives, I shall be ready. I shall not tell a soul of what will happen and how I shall do it, but on the day itself, we will see. The plaintiff has given me numerous reasons to worry. This time I shall be smart. This time.

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Hello readers!

This is more of a metaphorical story I made up. I thought of writing a poem, but a story would it better. You can make what you want of it. You can make it your own (just don't plagiarize. haha)

I'm thinking of writing a love story that has a happy ending. It's been a long time since I wrote one of those, right? (WRONG! Maryam Lee would say :P) I will write a happy love story. One of those sappy ones you people love to read so much. Maybe I shall base it upon people I know. Or maybe I'll just write about that hot dude in Burn Notice. Tell me if you have any requests of people, or scenes (or even items / sayings) that you would like to read about in the story! :D

Oh in light of Azhann's dark scary stories, I had a thought of my fears, which include darkness, being alone, mirrors and frogs. HAHA. Please don't scare me like Adam did. Sumpah aku takut weh. I might just burst into tears.. =.=" Oh but if you do scare me, I'll make Obok bite you. HAHAH! Hamekkauuuu. My guinea pig is very ganas tau! :P

Before I go, here's AZHANN'S BLOG POST that scared the penguins outta me! :D