Hajer's Blog

Season Finale

2010-05-22T02:08:00.004+08:00

This might be last post for my Hajer's Blog.. or it might not. I hope not actually. But if it is though, I'd like to say that I had a wonderful, wonderful experience blogging here and I'll never forget the memories that I have saved in god-awful grammar-i-fied words. Yeap. I'll miss the days.

Thus, this ends my season 1. Lol. I feel so kool, like a movie. Season 2 shall continue in my new blog: Hajer's Gnarly Blog. You see how much I've improved! From just plain ole Hajer's Blog to Hajer's GNARLY Blog. Gnarly-ness is cleary so underrated. Goodbye, goodbye, Hajer's Blog. I'll probably come back here soon, though. Don't know what ever reason for actually, but you know how I am, all sentimental and what not :)

OK. This post is messy, as is all my other posts. But that's what makes Hajer's Blog simply just.. well.. Hajer's Blog. Please, read my stuff in Hajer Gnarly Blog, because that's where all the cool new gnarly stuff are. Yehhhh :) Link is here. Just click away and read my incredible rant on American Idol Season 9, AND see an extremely gorgeous picture of Kris Allen. Yeah, tempted aren't you? Taaa for now loves ♥

So that's, twenty-ten right?

2010-05-19T22:25:00.002+08:00

Aha! I've finally made my new blog. Actually, I made it several days ago - or.. was it yesterday. Doesn't matter, whatever whatever. I've done it, and it's pretty, and I posted stuff in it, and I am proud! :)

Like I had said before in the other blog, I hope it ain't all "hangat-hangat tahi ayam."

The blog is pretty, pretty, pretty! The url is: http://hajersgnarlyblog.blogspot.com.

It's gnarly, that's why it's called the gnarly blog. Geddit? No. Well then, you suck.

Anyway, even with the new and improved blog, I'm not going to delete this one. No no no. Too good to delete. It may look all emo-ish and ugly, but I'mma change the layout a little bit. I know I wont be using it or anything, but if I keep the layout as it is now, it'd be.. kinda.. abandoned looking? or something? I don't know, I just, actually, feel quite bad for this blog. I mean I had it for years, and suddenly I just want to leave it behind. SO CRUEL OR ME. Yeah, I am sentimental.

But like I said, I might still blog in here. Might. Most likely lah. I don't know, maybe i'll like... re-post stuff. I don't know, this new blog-thingie of mine needs getting used to.

Sooo. Go check my new blog. It's a lot neater than my blog now, really :) AND it's got Robert Downey Jr as Chaplin as the header. Kool, kan? Taaaaa for now, loves.

Peanuts. Who needs 'em.

2010-05-17T22:59:00.002+08:00

I realized something - I haven't been blogging much lately. Aha. No inspiration, bad english, bla bla bla, insert typical excuses here. so yeah. this blog is.. dead. sort of. yeah. no, not really. ok, yes it is dead. officially D-E-D. ded.

Hopefully i'll find some hope somewhere lying around the street and maybe, just maybe, my blog will live again. MAYBE. I make no promises. SO, whatever. I'm thinking of making a new blog. I don't know why. I just do. sorry. I know, waste of internet space, bla bla bla, excuses excuses - whatever, doesn't matter. I've decided on a new blog and HECK, a new blog it is.

Fret not, tho, I shall not delete this blog. No no no. I love this blog tooooo dang much to go deleting it. I mean, seriously, I have 500+ posts, and I am a very sentimental person to just simply go around forgetting good memories. I'm keeping this blog, for good, definitely. I'm just starting a new blog, you know, to get me back in the mood of blogging, or something. WHO KNOWS, though, I might actually end up back on this blog again. I mean, I've been meaning to leave this blog for forever now, but I can't. Invisible magnets are to be blamed.

So yeah. I'll update on what the new blog url is. I mean, if you care anyway. ciao :)

Ye kot?

2010-05-11T17:42:00.001+08:00

BERJAYA University College of Hospitality? Maybe? Yeah?

Something, something or another?

2010-05-06T21:21:00.002+08:00

Holy cow, it's been forever since I last updated my blog. Dang, son. I feel so bad for not updating, but, it ain't my fault uolls. I just ain't got the rhythm on me. Even so, though, I need to start blogging again, because my English is really, really going down the dumps. Meh.

SO. An update on what's what would probably be a good start.

First off, I'd like you all to know that I permed my hair. Oh, have I mentioned that already? Whatever, doesn't matter, I'll mention it again. Sadly though, my curls are sort of going down and it's only been a week. What bogus! At least it doesn't look like a gigantic bed-headed bush anymore. Hehe. AND, feedback is starting to brighten up! Joy!

Ok, ok that's old news.. What's new, what's new?

Oh, I know! No, wait I don't. Dang. Nothing is new. Nothing!!

Why must my life be such a bore. WHY, DANGIT, WHY? babi, no wonder I never update my blog.

In my head

2010-04-27T21:56:00.003+08:00

Hajer Nasir. Season 2. With curls. Brace yourselves.

Because I just love the Bee Gees

2010-04-27T07:00:00.003+08:00

I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,
But I didnt see that the joke was on me, oh no.
I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,
Oh, if Id only seen that the joke was on me.

Due to my newly permed hair, I was utterly humiliated yesterday. I was laughed at by Kiru (whom I shall never, ever speak to again) and commented on by a teacher in front of the class, which ensued more giggles from the back of the class. Still traumatized by yesterday, I forced, begged and cried (fo' serious) my mum to let me skip school. I'm so glad she saw the light, because otherwise I'd have to hear "you look funny and that hair doesn't suit you" comments.

Really, I just need time to recollect myself and with not going to school today, I'd allow people to understand that I am upset. Unless, they don't even notice my absence. Bah.

BUT HONESTLY speaking, I don't think my hair looks that bad and un-suiting. In fact, I think my hair looks amazing, well, except for sometimes when i just wake up from sleep and it looks like a giant bush.

Bah, I guess some people just have no taste. I guess. Or I just have no taste, I don't know. But whatever, I do like my hair. It looks chic and old-school and sooo celeb!

I'd put a picture, but I barely ever take pictures of myself, and I'd put a picture of how my hair looks like, but if I take too long on the computer, my mum would brutally savage me to death (woah, dramatic). Later 'gater.

DARN YOU, SAVE THE SEALS!

2010-04-23T21:28:00.007+08:00

Seals. Although I've never seen a real one, I can tell that they are terribly cute through pictures. What I can also tell through pictures are that people are mistreating (seriously!) these seals.

The first time I've ever heard of cruelty to seals was when I watch Michael Jackson's Earth Song music video, where some idiot reckless smashes a hammer-like-crowbar onto a poor, innocent seal, just like in the picture I have here, on my right. It's horrible. Just look at the poor little creature trying to run for it's dear life.

Curse you, stupid human beings. If I knew this man, I swear, I'd kill him! Better throw a sinful human's life than an innocent seal's - wait, woah. That's actually cruel as well. Fine, just have him whipped then.

I may not have any leadership quality or anything, but I'd like to one day start a group acting against cruelty to animals. Seriously. How can anyone be that harsh? Hmph. This calls for the scary Heath Ledger music video about whales. That'd teach those evil, animal hatin' butt heads.

eta:

OH GOOD GOD. I just read up on Wikipedia that these people are smashing seals as a sport called seal clubbing or some sick crap. Holy god, I hate these people! I swear, I hope these people burn in bloody hell and get smash a million times in the heads with their same equipments (hakapiks) by the seals themselves! die die die die stupid people i hate you i hate you i hate you!!!

Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh *throws a tantrum*

I'm so utterly disgusted right now, I can't even bare myself to write this post. I feel like cursing bad words, beginning with the letter X! Ugh.

Reading about seal clubbing just made me bawl into millions of tears. And I'm not kidding this time. Argh, I'm just so mad right now. I gotta go before things start getting ugly (even though things have already started getting ugly in 1950, when the seal clubbing sport began). beep.

Savages! Savages! Savages! No one who participates in acts of animal cruelty could ever be called human! I mean, how could a human being do such things to these animals. especially when they're as cute as this:

SAVE THE SEALS!

Now, to shed some light into this scary, terrifying post:

Tadaa!

The term "clubbing seals" should not mean to physically club a seal in the skull, because it SHOULD mean seals shaking their tail fins, happily, at local disco clubs.

Save the seals.

Well...

2010-04-23T16:12:00.002+08:00

ZOMG virtual piano! Krazy kool uolls.

They're ahead of me

2010-04-23T00:03:00.007+08:00

HE [DANNY GOKEY] WAS SOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN ADAM LAMBERT AND KRIS ALLEN!!! I MEAN WHAT SANE MAN WEARS EYE LINER AND SPELLS KRIS WITH A 'K'!!!

LOL. I found that little gem as a comment on one of Danny Gokey's music videos. It seriously made rofl. I have no idea whether the dude was joking or not because, LOL, to use the sentance "what sane person" is sooooo.. lol. hilarious. And the fact that he seems so angry. Ahh, that comment totally made my day, because, I mean seriously, who spells Kris with a "K?" Har har :)

Such a jealous guy

2010-04-22T20:59:00.006+08:00

Can't help but re-repeating Casey James' Jealous Guy cover. Although the lyrics don't relate to me in any way at all, I always feel like tearing up, because it's just too beautiful. Don't hate me (pulls up a shield), but I think his version was actually better than the original (ducks flying bricks). Yeah. Whatever. Don't be jealous of Casey tho.

I was dreaming of the past.
And my heart was beating fast,
I began to lose control,
I began to lose control,

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I'm sorry that I mad you cry,
I didn't want to hurt you,
I'm just a jealous guy,

I was feeling insecure,
You night not love me any more,

I was shivering inside,
I was shivering inside,

I was trying to catch your eyes,
Thought that you were trying to hide,
I was swallowing my pain,
I was swallowing my pain

Tears for Fears

2010-04-19T14:57:00.003+08:00

Mad world? Nah. Everybody wants to rule the world is more like it. Thanks Kris. Thanks Adam. I love people with great taste in music. Maybe that's why I love myself (ish, gedik). Kidding. Not. Well. Whatever.

Do you want to rule the world? What would you do if you did rule the world? Tell me, tell me please. I wont lie when I say I'm all ears. I mean, eyes.

But anyway, for me, I wouldn't want to rule the world. Or. Maybe I would. Maybe.

Slightly mad

2010-04-19T14:33:00.003+08:00

For some strange, unknown reason, I'm feeling really, really angry.

Sigh. Anger is uncool. Un-gnarley. Dang. I hate the subconscious mind. It sucks. If I were to be angry, I should at least know why.

I gotta relax and take a breather. Gotta keep my cool. Nothing to be angry about, Hajer. I mean, seriously. There isn't anything.

But if everything is so dandy, why am I upset? Why do I feel like crying and breaking the innocent walls around me? Is it because of change? Well, I do hate change. Dang. No matter how hard I try, I still hate it. I need to love change. Change should be a glorious, healthy phenomenon. I gotta stop hatin'. Hate is bad. I hate hate.

Hmmm. Well, maybe I'm mad because I have to write an essay. I do hate essay writing, especially without Inspiration. That may be worth being upset.

Nah.

I think I'm mad because.. because everyone in the world is moving. so quickly. and I'm still here.. waiting. wanting.

I'm mad because I'm jealous.

Dang. I want to move. I need to move.

Gotta move lah. Gotta move now. Bye!

What has love got to do with it?

2010-04-05T22:43:00.004+08:00

I want to fall in love again.

Doughnuts just aren't good enough. I need a real man. Dangit, I need pretzels.

Gravity. It's working against me.

2010-04-05T20:38:00.005+08:00

What's worse than knowing that the Broadway musical West Side Story is coming to Malaysia, but it's way to pricey to go to? Only one thing: being told that you wont succeed.

Babi. I get this a lot. The doubt people have against my true will sickens me. I believe that anybody and everybody can do anything and everything - all they have to do is want it. all they have to do is feel and believe it. Why must the world be so full of negativity? Naysayers begone!

I remember, last year, my parents didn't believe I would get straight A's for PMR. Oh, the lectures I'd get from my mother days before the results. She didn't believe. Naysayer. It hurts to know that your own parents have doubts on you.

But, heck, whatever, I'm way too sick to care anymore. I don't even have the will to be emo about it.

"Kiss me goodbye; I'm defying gravity"

I'll be seeing you, Boston. And you too, hometown, Bloomington.

One word: unf.

2010-04-04T23:49:00.007+08:00

Finally, I've got my internet back. It's been raining a heck of a lot lately and everytime it does, I'll have to off my wireless modem, which results in my internet not working for two whole days. Gah, I'm amazed at how I survived! I tell you, the rain is being such a party pooper on all the electrical appliances. Four houses in my area were apparently affected by the lightning, and all our gates and phone lines aren't working. Gah.

Oh well, at least I've got my precious internet back.

And OH, as I got my internet back, I found this video of Kris Allen looking super fine. I know I promised to control my OFD (although, I never specifically said that, actually), but this video is too pretty to not post up. I swear, I screamed and swooned and giggle and screamed throughout the entire 45 seconds.

.. .. you're right, I do need help. BUT, help can always wait when you have a video of Kris Allen looking fantabulous in a suit and tie. (whispers: I love you, Kris Allen)

ps: Happy Easter to those who celebrate!

ETA: More sassy-ly fine looking Kristopher!

Turn offs

2010-04-03T14:50:00.005+08:00

Turn offs. What turns me off is the fact that I have to be turned off by turn offs. I mean, really, why can't we humans just get along with everything? Why be turned off? Sadly though, turn offs are undeniably always there to turn you off. Turn me off. Yeah...

What's my biggest turn off in life?

Well, besides small tiles and corners, one of my big turn offs is lightning. Yeehh, lightning. I hate lightning and I hate the heavy blistering wind and rain that has to come with it. But don't get me wrong though, I don't hate the rain, I just hate the really scary, strong rain storms that knock down your neighbours antennas :(

Why so negative to scary rain? Well, for one thing, it's scary. duh. For another thing, I have three little bunnies living outside my house, so the rain really worries me. Rabbits' hearts aren't meant to withstand loud, traumatic noises like thunder and lightning.

ALSO, I've had multiple dreams of being struck by lightning before. I'm always worried that they might be visions of the future or something, I don't know, I guess I have a pretty funky imagination.

So that's my take on turn offs. in life. not in men.

Maybe tonight, if I'm still as bored as I am now, I'd do a fangirl-ish post about turn ONS. in men. not in life. Sneak peek: Kris Allen and Adam Lambert, hoyeah.

Ok, ciao world, I want to go get myself another Ubi Tumbuk and read up on the Old Testament. Why Old Testament? I don't know, I find learning other religions and beliefs interesting. Taa!

What's better than brackets? CURLY brackets.

2010-04-02T22:48:00.026+08:00

This is a disclaimer. Or something.

Well, you might notice that I have a lot of Adam Lambert everywhere (cough - youtube embed of Adam Lambert's acoustic version of Whataya Want From Me (which you should check out, because it gave me chills) and also my desktop backgroud being tiled images of his gorgeous face - cough), BUT I'd like you all to know that I still do love Kris Allen very very much. Very. much.

I don't know what the point of writing this is, really. I guess I'm just really, really bored. Gawrsh. Well, If anything, I blame the terribly heavy, rainy weather! (wait, what?)

Oh yeah, and in light of not drifting away from the title topic:

{{{curlybracketsfortheworldmann}}}

~ OK, Hajer, this is your conscience speaking. Your little "curly bracket episode" blew out what's left of my patience. PLEASE, go and get a life. Or study. Or something, at least. GAHHH. ~

Ps: Have I mentioned that West Side Story the musical is coming to Istana Budaya in May. Ohh, the amount of frustration that boils up inside of me at the thought. I love West Side Story, but I wont be able to watch it because it's just too darned expensive (note, RM360 per head). How upsetting! Whatever, I wasn't the biggest fan (by this I'm saying that I am a fan, but not the biggest) of their songs anyway. I'm still shedding a lone indian tear tho.

I are kool.

2010-04-02T17:14:00.006+08:00

Meh, I have not been posting properly, and my blog is starting to look like an indulgent mess (yes, I did just quote Simon Cowell).

I found out that the first thing I would need to do to help make this blog a better place (for you and for me and the entire human race), I'd need to change the layout. I didn't, BUT I did change my header to something classier and less emo - the Boston city skyline. Don't you just love city skylines?

Next thing I'll need to do to make this blog better is to make better blog posts, which really, is easier said than done. My life is as dull as tombs, so I don't find any possible way to make interesting posts, unless I lie about my life, but where's the fun in that, eh? AND, I'll also have to stop posting lame giggly pictures if I want this blog to look less messy, which means no Kradam. Sorry, OFD.

Anyways, I've been sick for the past few days and I haven't been to school. Thank God. School is such a monotonous bore - I hate it. It seems as if my life is so completely boring, I can't wait 'till each day would end. This sucks. I need to find a hobby for myself - and by hobby, I mean something beneficial, because stalking Kris Allen does not do the body good (looks at bulging belly. blegh).

OH, ask me what I did in the past two days of being sick and not going to school! Go ahead, don't be shy, silly, ask me! Fine, whatever, don't ask me, but heck, I'll just tell you anyways! (people all groan)

Number 1) I've changed my desktop background (for two whole days all I did is change a desktop background? YES, for two . whole . days. Deal with it, honey)

Number 2) I changed my Google Chrome Layout (cough I have no life cough)

Number 3) I updated my iTunes and neatened it up a little :) so proudddd

Aren't you ever so envious of my life?

PFFT. * takes sticky note and writes, "To self: Get a life." *

He's mah boy.

2010-04-01T13:49:00.004+08:00

What do I love?

1) Kris-pics.net for saving performance videos of Kris Allen during last year's American Idol. Season 8, I miss you!

2) Facebook.

Q: If you had one minute left to live, what would you do?
A: Log into Facebook and post a status telling everyone my fate and then getting loads of comments. Heck yeah!

-- wait, WAT?

Besides the two, I love you, world! Ps, Happy Birthday cousin Amira, and also, happy April Fools day. I PITY TEH FOO'.

This is win!

2010-03-30T23:19:00.003+08:00

The albino bun looks a lot like my bun Bilbo, whom I miss so dearly. I love you, Bo', and happy birthday. There isn't a single day where I stop thinking about you and your loving warmth. Rest in peace, love :')

ps: happy belated birthday, Mummy. Lots of love ♥

Obvious, much?

2010-03-29T00:02:00.002+08:00

"If I had you (Kris Allen)," Adam sings.

2010-03-28T14:42:00.009+08:00

Since this song will probably soon be over-played on local radio stations (yeah, I'm talking about you Hitz.fm), I'm going to post up the lyrics.

PS: Who went pitch black at 8.30pm last night for Earth Hour? Show me some hands :)

So I got my boots on,
got the right amount of leather
And I'm doing me up with a black coloured liner
And I'm working my strut but I know it don't matter
All we need in this world is some love

There's a thin line between the dark side and the light side baby tonight
It's a struggle gotta rumble, tryin' to find it

But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party, it'd be ecstasy
Yeah if I had you
You y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do
If I had you

From New York to LA getting high rock and rolling
Get a room trash it up 'til it's ten in the morning
Girls in stripper heels, boys rolling in Maserati's
What they need in this world is some love
There's a thin line between the wild time and a flat-line baby tonight
It's a struggle gotta rumble tryin' to find it

But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party, it'd be ecstasy
Yeah if I had you
You y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do
If I had

The flashing of the lights
It might feel so good but I got you stuck on my mind, yeah
The flashing and the stage it might get me high
But it don't mean a thing tonight

That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete
If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy
Yeah if I had you
You y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do
If I had you

That would be the only thing I'd ever need
Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete (never could compete with you)
If I had you, life would be a party, it'd be ecstasy (it'd be ecstasy with you)
Yeah if I had you
You y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do y-y-y-y-y do
If I had you

Oh hai there, Handsome.

2010-03-27T03:38:00.005+08:00

OH MAN! Kitties are meowing behind my house.

2010-03-25T23:39:00.013+08:00

If I haven't said this before, then today'll be the first: I love Glee.

I just watched a repeat of yesterday's episode and hell, was it amazing, amazing, amazing stuff! So far, this week's episode would be the best of all. I remember when I had watched Glee for the first time, and I went all teary eyed at the end - well, this episode gave me the same vibes! I was secretly (but not so secretly) sobbing throughout the entire episode. I especially love the ending, with the song Lean On Me, with Mercedes and wheelchair boy (sorry, wasn't too big a fan, but I think his name is Artie or something. I'll just call him wheelchair boy, though, in case I'm wrong) on lead. KUDOS, because that ending sequence gave me chills (and tears of course). Finally, Glee proves to me that it did deserve all the mad hype :)

Moving on, though:

I'm going to post up an incredible (incredible? is it really?) picture that had me flailing and giggling for minutes (the flail fades quick). WHY am I posting it though? I don't know actually, I guess it just somehow satisfies my OFD. *shrug.*

PROUD DADDIES FTW! NOW, DOESN'T THIS PICTURE JUST MAKE YOU WISH THAT SOME STRAIGHT MEN WERE GAY?! DANG, SON.

Erm. Wait--

What? Wishin' straight men were gay? Whatchu talking about, fool? I never said such a thing. You silly! You must be reading strange things again. I advise you to go get your eyes checked or something, because, I don't know, seeing things like that makes it seem like you got some serious eye problem. Ahem.

(OH -- BUT KRADAM THO?)

ETA: Oh, Kradam you say?

I wish I had a stylized name like Ke$ha

2010-03-22T21:55:00.016+08:00

Maybe I'll be Haj3r.

No matter how deep down in the dumps this blog could go, I just can't find it in myself to delete it. Even with the bad grammar, the stupid, boring things I type out, and the lame emo layout, I just can't help but love this crappy web page to pieces. Therefore, I'll try my best to shine some light back into this hell hole and hopefully, get some loyal readers.

Unfortunately though, Inspiration and I have gone our separate ways and we're 100% through, so you can't count on me having something interesting to talk about ever, ever again. (psst, just so you know, Inspiration started the fight first, so by right, it should be he to be the first to apologize, not me!)

In light of trying to give this blog a butt-lift (without the help of Inspiration), I've decided to discuss a simple, and very, obviously boring topic: music.

Music is cool, everyone loves music. There probably isn't a single person on this earth who doesn't love music - excluding the deaf and the loony, of course.

- post deleted. Sort of. Don't ask -

We stick like glue

2010-03-21T23:45:00.002+08:00

It's just one post after another, isn't it. Why is it every time I say goodbye to Blogger, I end up coming back larger than ever. Gah, I'm cursed for life. PFFT. I still am moving to Tumblr though.

Anyways, I realized that my tumblr, instead of being like this real blog, it's a fan blog. Or something. It's pretty much where I express my OFD (obsessive-fan girl-disorder). I guess it's good. I guess. I don't know. I can't sleep with the thought of having to go to school tomorrow in my head lahhhh. Gosh, I just hate school so much. RANT RANT RANT.

Good night for real this time! :|

Taaaa

2010-03-21T23:23:00.005+08:00

I'm saying ta for two reasons: 1) because holidays are over and I'll be starting school again tomorrow, so ta to the good ole' holidays, and hello exam papers. Yikes. Reason number 2) I'm going to take a step back from Blogger for a while now. So, ta, Blogger, for a while, at least. I'm moving on to Tumblr because I seem to have a found a very pretty layout (and pretty layouts excite me somehow) and I realized I had a lot more fun posting up random, sexy-face pictures of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen more than actually typing - especially since I lost my friendship with Inspiration and his bff, Grammar. So it's good because it pleases me to type in simple, short form-ish language on Tumblr and not get ashamed by it. Soooo. Ta, Blogger, for now. I know I'll end up coming back to you, because I love you so darned much (hence the reason why I had so many blogs before this). TTFN!

(I realized I said the word "so" wayyy to many times in this post. LOL)

Link to my Tumblr is at my sidebar, under "subscription" or something like that. Check it out, buds. BUT, if you're too lazy to scroll (curse your lazy fingers), I'll put up the link: Hajer's Tumblr.

One more thing, I'm seeing a lot of people making Formsprings, so since I'm such a sucker for fads (HELL YES, I AM), I'm kinda deciding on making one. BUT, it'll be pretty dang embarrassing to have a Formspring if there isn't anyone asking questions, am I right? SOO, I don't know. Pfft, I have no idea why I bother telling this. Whatever. Peace out, gotta sleep and panic about having school tomorrow. Byeee :)

2010-03-21T14:55:00.001+08:00

I think I better leave right now, before I fall any deeper...

Down the rabbit hole

2010-03-20T23:39:00.005+08:00

It's official. My blog sucks.

Not only is my blog covered in dead pixel cells due to the short amount of time I spend on it, but the posts that are actually on this thing have terribly embarrassing grammar, and gosh, they are as boring as watching paint dry (LOL, I love how exaggerated the sentence of watching paint dry is)

I wish I had more inspiration to write - or any inspiration to begin with, even. I also wish I had better skills in writing. I feel so ashamed reading my own blog, especially the post before this about the sushi :(

This blog is dying and it's upsetting me. Sigh. I really need to start reading more.

*picks up the Anne of Green Gables novel* Goodbye holidays.

OH, and ps: Have you noticed my little hit counter on the right sidebar. It's reached 10 000 hits. Although my blog has gone down the rabbit hole and I'm barely ever on it, I'm still extremely proud of this achievement. Thank you, people who read my blog (if there even are any of you).

Unagi

2010-03-20T17:03:00.002+08:00

Unagi means eel, so try and guess where it is I learnt that! From Friends of course :)

Today I went to Subang Parade and had sushi for the first time ever (yes, hun, for the first time ever) with my two sisters. Yippee. Sushi is good, but not amazingly special - at least not the sushi at Sushi King, since there was so little choices. Hmm.

I spent RM21 on sushi only for myself. Gah. If I ate at McDonalds during lunch hour, I would only need to spend RM6.50. So much difference :( Oh well, at least I can cross that one off of my dream list. I can't wait 'till I am able to cross out "eat bake n shark." Man, that'll be the day.

I went to Speedy and found Kris, Adam and Allison's albums. NGEE. If only I could buy all three :(

Ok. Now you can tell how boring my holidays were. YAY. Goodbye.

To do the Janice

2010-03-10T14:44:00.009+08:00

OH - MY - GOD. How can one man be so beautiful? I've seen a lot of amazing Adam pictures, but these are by far the best!! Adam Lambert is the closest thing to perfection (this can only be an enormous compliment, because I don't believe anyone could ever be perfect) ♥♥

I'll be back!

2010-03-09T16:58:00.006+08:00

Oh dear, my blog is dying. I hate when I leave my blog so unattended like this. Don't worry, bloggie, come the holidays, I'll fill you up 'till your stomach is distended for life. With much love, Hajer (on a random side note: I hate MSSD. No, I'm not joining - I can't run, even if my life depended on it, but heck, I do have my reasons for hating it. *glares around evil-ish-ly*)

Send me all your angels.

2010-03-03T22:19:00.004+08:00

Angels? I've got 'em (in pictures, only. sadly)

Oh, my! So gorgeous ♥

So I'm back

2010-03-02T17:32:00.006+08:00

Today sucks. No, it doesn't just suck, it suckity suck suck suckity sucks!

SMK Kota Kemuning against SMK Convent. It's obvious enough to see that we lost (thanks to my suckity suck-ing).

The losing topic was Laptops Should Replace Exercise Books, and we were on the opposition. I really can't believe we lost though. I honestly thought we had today's debate in the bag. Guess not.

I can't believe all our stress and lack of sleep did not pay us off. But, at the same time, I guess it's fair since the other team probably went through the same thing. I just wish we could have got to the finals, at least.

Now that debate is over, I have to go back to my regular (but not so regular, since Nadira wouldn't be around anymore) school life. No more skipping classes, no more walking up and down the stairs from the bilik bahasa to the bilik peperiksaan, no more hunger strained meetings at the clubhouses, no more skipping classes... *bawls*

Good god, no, I don't want to go back to classes. Especially not tomorrow's classes - I have bm for two periods, add math, bio and... and... agama (dun dun dun). Oh, I hope I fall sick or something so I wouldn't have to go for my agama class :(

The end of debate always (always, as in, only two times) puts me in such a bum mood. I guess I get so used to skipping classes, going back to the normal school life will be like a culture shock. I know it sounds drastic, but I am quite the extremist *shifty eyes*

Pfft, just the mere thought of having to sit there for over 5 hours of monotonous classes is driving me crazy - what with no Nadira being there with me, classes are going to suck even more.

Oh yeah, speaking of Nadira.. she gave me a striped long-sleeved shirt on her last day. I feel bad for not getting her anything, since it's she to be the one leaving and not me. Oh well. The shirt is really pretty though! Thanks, hun :)

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend!

2010-03-01T00:16:00.009+08:00

Since I have actually blogged, and the mood is so bum today anyway, I guess I'll make a post for this. This very sad, sad, case story.

Tomorrow will be my last day with Nadira Rosllan. Ahh, my best-est friend is going to be leaving me in this same-ole-same-ole god forsaken school, as she moves forward to chase her dreams. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't reluctant about her going (in fact, I practically cried and begged for her not to go), but then, I'd also be lying if I didn't say I was happy for her. Because I am.

I'm happy, and extremely proud that she was given this opportunity - this once in a lifetime one, in fact - to chase those dreams of hers. I know for sure that Nadira will be able to reach her goals. In my eyes, she already does look like a doctor, and it won't shock me one bit to see her wearing a white lab coat-ish thing (or say, doctor's coat) with a stethoscope hanging around her neck, just like the pro's! :)

I know I'll be sad and lonely without her around, but I also know, that life doesn't revolve around me and I have to just suck it up! I'll cope, for sure I will. I'm a human being - it's our nature to socialize and keep company. Besides, she would be the one to face a whole new world, with a whole new range of people, so I shouldn't be so needy. Also, Nadira leaving may be a plus for me, to focus more on my studies instead of talking all day in class.

Our good times together shall never be forgotten. Thanks, Nadira, for all your lameness and blaberings, for I really do appreciate it! These coming SPM years are going to be rough, but suffering only makes us better people (I may be writing opposition for tomorrow's debate, but I've double checked and I'm plenty sure that I side with the government).

Also, since I'll never have anywhere else to say this: I'm sorry if I've done anything wrong to you. I hope you forgive me if I've ever been selfish or needy (which, I am sure I have a bunch of times). I hope we end our day tomorrow with a clean slate, as pure as angels, with no negative feelings to burden us.

After tomorrow, a new chapter is opened for the both of us. I wish you all the best of luck in your new school, and I hope you are joyous. I hope you remember not to have too much fun without me, though. Study hard and don't ever, ever change who you are for others. Take my advice this time, please, ok hun!

Let's have a humble, non-alcoholic toast:

To new beginnings, to the future, to the good looking boys you may or may not meet, and last but not least, to our friendship! I love youuuuuu, and I'm going to miss the whole lot of you.

Canon in D major

2010-02-28T22:28:00.004+08:00

What I thought would be a good day, didn't quite turn out. Today was a horrible, horrible day :(

Why?

Because my neighbour passed away today. Al-Fatihah.

I haven't been blogging for a long time now, and I really never did plan on doing so at all, but after hearing the horrible loss today, I know I just had to blog it out. My heart and prayers go to his family. May he rest in glorious peace.

Deep sigh!

I never really knew the man - in fact, I can't quite remember how he looked, even - but to hear news of someone living so near by, and also, being a close friend of my father's brother, I can only hope for the best for his family. I was shocked beyond belief when my mother told me the news.

Again, all I can do now is pray for the best of his family. May they be strong.

What's worse was, the cause of his passing was not at all natural. It was due to a freak accident - a remote control plane crash gone incredibly, incredibly wrong. Ajal, is what one could say.

I cried a few moments ago. I guess I could be said soft in that sense, since I never even knew the man. His passing was one of the saddest stories I've heard in my life :(

Life is short. At any time, anyone can go. I know now to cherish every living moment of my life, to love and respect everything and everyone. To make good at all times and forever be loyal to God, doing only his orders.

Oh drat, here I go again, shedding another tear. I am soft and mushy, it can't be denied.

Good night ladies and gentlemen. Once again, rest in peace dear neighbour.

And also, before I forget, my heart also goes out to the people of Chile. Rest in peace to those who passed. My prayers go out to them and their families :(

You gotta Live Like We're Dying, oh.

Holidays are a bore. And so is my blog.

2010-02-20T13:58:00.005+08:00

KRIS ALLEN PLEASE CUT YOUR HAIR. I'll pray for you.

With or without you. Ooooohhhh!

2010-02-16T22:40:00.003+08:00

Guess what I am doing on this lovely Tuesday night?

If you have guessed that I'm doing nothing, then darling, you are absolutely right. Sorry though, I don't give cookies after sun down.

So yeah. I'm here, at home, doing nothing, blogging about nothing and of course.. literally thinking about nothing, when instead I should be writing my debate speech. Booooo. Apparently Vinno and Hiffni have done their speeches and are ready to go. I haven't done anything besides my introduction - i haven't even defined the motion yet! Yikes, I must be enjoying my holidays too much (yeah, right! I've spent four days of my CNY break, being awfully sick+spring cleaning+catering to relatives I didn't even know existed. So you see, I have a very good reason to not have finished my speech yet, thank you very much)

Besides, there's nothing to worry about. School will be starting next week, and we'd all be meeting on Thursday. Both situations lie very far away from now, so I have plenty of time goyang kaki, listen to music, Facebook, merenung... ... *merenung*

But for now, I still don't have anything to blog about. Arghhhh. I hate blogging about nothing. This is why I shouldn't blog, but sometimes.. oh yes, sometimes.. I just have to. This dying urge will kill me if I don't do it. Aggh.

Hopefully I'd have something to blog about tomorrow, because, hunny, I'm going to Cosmo World! At least, I think - and hope - that I'm going there. I've never been on a roller coaster or any sort of thrilling ride before, so I'm sure it'd be an experience to write about. Yee-haw. So, until I do have something to properly blog about, miss me.

Like a candle in the window

2010-02-14T23:05:00.002+08:00

Because I haven't yet.. Happy Chinese New Year to all who celebrate, and to those who don't, happy holidays! Not to forget 2010's special side dish of Valentines Day, so happy that too. And of course, last but not least, Happy birthday Syanaz! Have a blast, man :)

Phew. What a day!

Speaking of which, today my dad decided to clean the store room (or whatever that room is). I couldn't help much because I was sick and weak all over. Blegh. Thankfully though, I've recovered and I'm feeling as swell as daisy! Ye-haw.

Now, I don't have much to say and apparently repeating "o mah gawsh, am sew scayy-ed" is starting to get annoying at home, so yeah, I really don't have much to say at all. Toodles, then, I guess. Oh, before I forget.. I need to post this picture up. You know, since it's Valentine's Day.

Still Chasing Pavements

2010-02-09T17:19:00.002+08:00

I just realized how important it is to have a blog or a journal.. or maybe even a diary. Without one, we could always easily forget what we've felt or what we've experienced. We may think, that if it's an important memory, we'd remember it. But sometimes, it's the most important ones we tend to forget. I'm so thankful that I decided on making this blog.

It's nice to look through old posts and reminisce the things that went through our mind when we wrote them. There will never be an 8th February 2010 ever again, and I'll never be able to experience the exact same thing I did yesterday at that concert. Thanks to keeping a blog, and photos, those memories will be part of me forever :)

So, here's to keeping old thoughts! Cheers.

I smell raspberry filled, Dunkin' Doughnuts

2010-02-09T15:12:00.015+08:00

This post is about my trip to see a Kris Allen.

So, I'm back from school, and the entire concert last night has finally sunk in as a memory. So I warn you, this post is going to be long - it's my first concert, so I'll be explaining things from head to toe. But before the whole elaboration begins, I'd just like to say this here: the Saints won the Superbowl. I'm not a football fan, but hey, it's the Superbowl and it needs to be mentioned.

Ok, so here goes nothing. My first ever experience to a concert:

Mon, 08/02/10

I went with Ann Gie, Alia and Haida. It didn't take too long before we were allowed to enter the hall. It was air conditioned, but I already had begun sweating even before Kris came up on stage. It took nearly half an hour for JJ and Ean to "warm up" the stage. It was boring, and we all chanted for Kris. Obviously, who wants two radio dj's when we can see KRIS FREAKING ALLEN.

Kris came up on stage, everybody screamed like mad, myself included of course. Kris opened the show with a mash-up of Heartless and Gangsta's Paradise. My predictions exactly. People sang along to heartless but when it came to Gangsta's Paradise they all were like, wuut? I think I stood at the wrong side of the crowd - I was amongst elderly people who were not true Kris fans.

He then sang Can't Stay Away, Red Guitar, The Truth, Live Like We're Dying, and Alright With Me, before he went off stage, where we called him back for an encore. He did come back, singing Is it Over (irony, much) and last but not least, his encore, Come Together.

I remembered screaming a whole lot when Kris sang Is it Over, yelling Cale's name, hoping I'd get a glance. Too bad, I ain't got a loud voice. But heck, I do have a loud enough voice to have neighboring invites close their ears and give funny looks. I don't know what they're expecting though - we are at a Kris Allen concert slash showcase, thingie.

In fact, throughout the night, I got many strange and cold looks by the people. Not the whole crowd, of course, just the people I was standing around. I tell you, they were not true Kris fans at all. I wouldn't be surprised if they had only come to hear him sing Idol songs or the only one song that they knew was from his album - Live Like We're Dying. Lame-ohs.

At the beginning there was a short video, containing clips of Kris' idol journey. There was a hug between Kris and Adam in clip, so yes, I obviously yelled kradam, and now, the lame people were beginning to give me very cold side glances. I also got lots of those during Alright With Me, because I was standing on the fence like a mad man, singing and clapping along. I don't know what it is they were expecting - especially this one elderly lady who scolded Ann Gie because there were kids in front. Like what the literal crap, man? A Kris Allen showcase isn't a live Barney show, where we all get cushions under out butts.

And being in that lame crowd, by the right hand corner of the room, I was the only one who sang along to the songs, because they didn't know any of the lyrics. I felt like such a fish out of water. I did feel at home though, when someone pulled up a sign saying "ONTD AI" and "14 ~~Plums~~ Durians" and "I'm a lil punk who's gonna steal your gay." Ahh, fellow homies they were.

The whole thing was so surreal. I'm still amazed that I am able to speak today, what with all that shouting last night. My legs and throat were sore when I woke up, but now it's as if I held my tongue and stayed still all night, last night. One of my favourite parts was when Kris saw a balloon being bounced around the audience and was all, "Ooh, a balloon." It's crazy how real the boy is.

When he came up on stage, I was just so shocked. I mean, he was a real human being. I've been seeing him in 2D for so long, I almost thought he was a figment of my imagination - you know, since he was so perfect. What I found out though, was, that Kris Allen is nowhere near petite sized. Ok, yes, I'm exaggerating, but he isn't very small or pockety in real life - he's pretty darn big.

He was short, yes, but he was big. I mean his arms, those were real man arms. Compared to us, unhealthy, lack of protein-ed, Malaysians, he was big. I guess I think he's so big because I had always expected him to be like a little pocket. Jeepers, imagine if I saw Adam Lambert. Lol :)

Best moment of the night, was of course, the encore. Come together is what he sang. It was beautiful. When I said that he butchered the song in Manilla, he did it amazingly here. And I guess I was overreacting, saying that he "butchered" it. It's just that a song like that doesn't need perfect vocals - it needs artistry. Which is exactly what Kris did that night. He sounded so Beatles-ish. I especially love how he opened the song, making sound effects. I swooned like never before when he did that.

In fact, Kristopher surfed the crowd for a few seconds. Man, if those "Kris is boring and easily overlooked" haters would see this. Kris Allen is not boring - he is a freaking rockstar! #KrisAllenRockstar

Too bad I wasn't able to touch him. I was barred behind gates of steel, which I stood on, like a mad monkey. I would be said completely perasan if I were to say he saw me, but he must have saw some crazy fool in my direction that night, because when he did, he laughed that hearty wide opened laugh he did during the US Weekly questionnaire with Adam Lambert, concerning which bunk Kris would take, where Adam answers an easily misunderstood "I like the top!" I guess it's just me being hopeful, but you never know.

On how Kris looked that night, well, that I can explain to fine detail, because I stood on the tips of my toes to make sure I wouldn't lose even a millisecond of his beautiful face:

His hair, firstly, was extremely hazel. His light, soft brown locks, pushed up in a handsomely sweaty semi-pompadour. He was wearing a familiar grey, long sleeved button up, which he actually wore rather button-less, with a white undershirt underneath. He had that button up of his rolled up to his elbows, which, later rolled its way back down to his wrist by then end of the concert. Fret not, because Kris has mad skillz - he rolled it back up in less than a second. It's possible that people wouldn't have even noticed it ever falling in the first place.

His jeans, were sadly, out of eye sight. People's heads were blocking so I couldn't take even a glimpse at how they looked :( I think they were blue, though. I really wanted to see his shoes, and his kicky feet. Awwhh, what an experience I could talk about then. If only I was able to see. And oh yeah, his skin. His skin was so fair and so perfectly smooth. Seriously, it's flawless! And he shaved - sort of. He still had a bit of a mustache going on, but no scruff on the bottom. Beautiful man he is.

We came back that night at around midnight, and I slept at 1am, knowing that I'd still have to go to school tomorrow. Sigh. So yeah, that's how my first concert went. It was loud and it was krazy, and I wish I could go back in time to experience it again, but I can't. I'd love for Kris to come back again sometime soon.

I love you K-Sizzle! Kick awesome as always. And of course, cool points for him to surf the crowd like that. Again, #KrisAllenRockstar. If you have a twitter, trend it.

Pictures are on the post below. Ngeeehaw!

8th February 2010, Monday

2010-02-08T23:50:00.004+08:00

KRIS ALLEN IS REAL. HE IS LIVING, BREATHING, REAL HUMAN BEING. WHATEVERGRAMMAR OMG I DONT CARE, HE IS REAL :)

When the clock strikes

2010-02-08T14:05:00.009+08:00

It has finally hit me - I'm going to see Kristopher Neil Allen tonight. Oh my gosh. Not in person or whatever, but I'm still going to see him live. He's going to be there, breathing the same air as me, singing, dancing, whatever, oh my gosh, it's surreal. All this while I've only seen him in pictures or on the telly, in 2D form.. now. My gosh, I'm going to be in the same room with Kris Allen, and another 699 people, but they don't matter!

OMG, tonight, I'm going to see THIS:

GOLLY MOTHER FREAKING COW SENT FROM THE HELLS BENEATH MY FEET.

I think I have to take a cold shower and let it all sink in. Yeah. And pinch myself another twenty times or so. Life is good. For now :)

I'm jynxed, obviously

2010-02-07T21:10:00.003+08:00

Why is that when I mention Kris' raw vocals when he preforms live, I end up watching a video of him butchering his own cover of the Beatles' Come Together. I sure hope he wont do this tomorrow. Anyway, Kris just rolled in to Malaysia a half-past ago. I bet he'll be up early tomorrow morning, watching the Superbowl. I'm cheering for the Colts, because I was born in Indiana. Whooo.

It's the elephant in the room

2010-02-07T16:41:00.003+08:00

Ok, so it's decided - I'm going with Ann Gie, Alia and Haida for Kris Allen's showcase. Joy.

I still feel rather frustrated at the fact that I have to bring my younger sister along. The thought of Haida tagging along gives me flashbacks of Amy wanting to follow Jo and Laurie ice-skate, in the Little Women. I guess that's why, as much as I'm against it, am still letting Haida come, for I'm afraid karma will attack the both of us and Haida will crash into the ice. I wouldn't have Laurie to help me if that were to happen, god forbid.

I guess I can live though. Sigh.

On the flip side, though, at least I can meet Hui Cui there, whom which I have not seen in a very long time, and at least I'll have Ann Gie with me so I wouldn't be disturbed as much by the child's presence, and at least I get to see my bb Kris Allen play his music live.

Ah yes, Kris Allen playing his music live. That's what I really desperately wanted those tickets for.

I know where Kris' talents lie, and it lies there, when his voice is raw and natural. From all the songs I've heard Kris sing, his bests were live. Kris may not have the wide vocal range as Adam, but there's just something in voice that's warm and.. well.. human. In his voice, there's emotion and there's soul - it's something for you to feel inside, not just for you to listen to with your ears! I love that the most, when it comes to Kris Allen.

You'd think I'm a krazy Kris fan only because he's a smokin', right? Well by all means, you're wrong. Him being extremely gorgeous is a plus, but his cool and humble personality as a person, and the way he plays his music; not for the ratings, not for the headlines or for the fame, but for what it really is, is what makes me love him.

That's why I don't really care about meet and greets or getting his autograph or having him shake my hand or whatever. Kris Allen, although beautiful, and although famous, he's just an ordinary dude. I mean, I would love to meet him, for he seems like a very cool guy (and he's hot!), but if I'm forced to meet him as a fan, and he as the higher being, where, in the eyes of others, would seem like we're worshiping him, then no, I'd rather not meet Kris Allen at all.

I guess that doesn't make me a big enough fan, huh?

Anyways, now you know the truth - I'm not crazy, and I have a good reason for not wanting to go for the meet and greet. Besides, I wouldn't spend RM40 for an album that I can just download off the internet for no charge at all. Does that make me a bad person? Well, yes, kind of, but it's not my fault I can't buy my songs off of iTunes in Malaysia. If there's anyone to blame, it's Apple, for being such a country-ist (like racist, but with countries).

Thinking of it all now, what with the showcase being tomorrow, it all seems strange. and cool. I can only thank one, for giving me the chance to see my musical idol live tomorrow. No, it's not Hitz, no, it's not the physics law of attraction, and no, it's not luck. It's Allah, alhamdulillah :)

2010-02-06T21:20:00.005+08:00

I hope Kris Allen will be having a pompadour on Monday. And be cleanly shaved. AND wear plaid.

That is all. Thank you.

Ra ra ra mama. Gaga oolala.

2010-02-06T19:26:00.004+08:00

Free cheers, I just came back from the mall where I bought myself a plaid t shirt. Awesome shirt is awesome. This is what I'll be wearing when I see my idol, Kristopher. I hope he wears plaid too, because then we'd be plaid buddies.

I'm a lady. Now we're brother ladies! I mean.. PLAID.. ladies?

Whatever. Phail.

Apparently I'm bringing Haida (yes, I have to bring my younger sister to a Kris Allen showcase. I feel so lame being stuck *cough* baby *cough* sitting). Haida you better not do embarrassing things and disobey my "No tiptoeing! Don't do that with your mouth. Stop that" nagging, you understand!

Anyways, tomorrow, Kris would be rolling in to Malaysia from the Philipines. I wish I could go and serbu the airport, but I doubt my parents would ever bring me to KLIA just to scream and yet be too embarrassed to meet him in person. Lol. Don't ask why I'll be embarrassed, ok.

:)

Good plaid bye!

All that I'm after.

2010-02-05T15:50:00.002+08:00

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, but thankfully, Nadira was there to cheer me up with her lameness :') I'm so touched. During recess, we went to the library and I found a kid's version of the book the Little Women. I took it, obviously. Flipped through a couple of pages and looked at the pictures, and I'm like wow, this book is exactly like the real one. The characters looked perfect, just as how I imagined them - except for Laurie. They made him look bad -_______-

Then I decided to read the Black Beauty. Sadly, I couldn't finish it in time and I had to go back to class. Sigh. In class, I then read Holes. I'm at chapter 19, and so far, they've done nothing, but dig holes. Bleh. But it's actually getting a little more interesting.

And oh yeah, I've already found the book I want to read when I'm done with Holes - Gulliver's Travels. I was so shocked to find this book on my sister's book shelf, for I've never ever seen this book before. The cover, the publisher, the pages, the SMELL was all so alien to me. Oh well. It is to be my next book to read!

On to more interesting things,

I won Kris Allen tickets!

(Kris Allen's Live Like We're Dying plays, just like how it does on the radio)

Ohmygosh, I'm so excited. Winning those tickets seems so surreal to me. I can honestly say that out of the hundred million times I've tried, this was the one time I had least expected winning. After texting I just put away the phone was all booooo, I need to try again later tonight.

Man, I was so cuak when the dj called and went "are you ready?" I just freaked out and went all "em, I don't know. Am I?"

ISH malu *hides face* Oh well though, at least I still get to see Kris Allen on Monday!! I have never been so excited for a Monday before. Lol. Sadly though, I've irrationally announced my win out on Facebook (and now, on my blog as well) and I have been put on the spot! I hope people don't start sending me cookies for some tickets, because I've already planned who to go with. I'm so sorry. I wish I had won more tickets to share with the world.

Okok, enough of the ugly..

WHAT SHOULD I WEAR?!

I think I should go out shopping tomorrow and buy myself some plaid. Yes, plaid. When I heard the news of Kris Allen coming to Malaysia, I had already planned to wear plaid. So, yeah, plaid it is.

I hope I'll be able to take some pictures of the gorgeous man. I mean, seriously, gorgeous man is gorgeous! I hope he's scruffy. Wait no, I hope he shaved. Yeah, I hope he's clean and shaved.

Ngeeeeeheeeeeeheeeeeee. This post deserves a picture.. of Kris!

I approve of purple stripes!

ps: I love Daughtry's new song Life After You. flove ♥

Sigh

2010-02-04T14:37:00.004+08:00

Even if I don't get to see Kris Allen next week, it's ok. I'd be depressed and miserable for a couple of days, but I'll be well, none the less. I wish for a safe recovery from my soon to come depression for myself.

*crawls up into a corner and cries*

Insert sad smiley here

2010-02-03T15:25:00.005+08:00

I'm literally torturing myself right now, by listening to Hitz on my computer. The music is so trashy and merimaskan. But alas, I must sacrifice to get more information on Kris Allen and his coming to Kuala Lumpur. Apparently I can't buy the tickets and I have to win them from Hitz.

Having win the tickets by luck is terribly inhuman. I'm not lucky at all. Me winning those tickets is a one in a million chance :( I guess I'll never be able to see Kris Allen play live. He's having a meet and greet in the Gardens Mid Valley sometime next week though, but I don't want to go for that. I want to hear him play his music, that's what I want, not get an autograph -____- Besides, I'll be too malu to meet him in person. I'm to weak hearted for that kind of stuff.

I hope I win those tickets, though. I'll be trying for those tickets tomorrow morning before I go to school I guess. Pray for me, and keep crossing your fingers, 'aight! :)

And if anyone has the tickets already, I'm soo willing to pay :)

When Hajer picnics.

2010-02-02T22:02:00.016+08:00

HOW IN GOD'S HOLY NAME DID I NOT KNOW THAT KRISTOPHER NEIL ALLEN IS COMING TO KL, MALAYSIA NEXT WEEK. I FEEL LIKE KILLING MYSELF FOR NOT GETTING THIS INFORMATION, BUT IF I DO KILL MYSELF, I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO GO FOR THE CONCERT. WILL MY PARENTS EVEN LET ME GO?? IF THEY DON'T, I'LL DO SOMETHING DRASTIC LIKE DRINK A GALLON OF MILK.

WHERE DO I GET THESE TICKETS?! I'M LAME AND I DON'T EVER GET THE LATEST INFORMATION ON ANYTHING SO, OMG, I'M SO FREAKED OUT.

I'M FANGIRL-ING BEYOND ANYTHING I COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED DOING.

I BETTER BE AT

THAT CONCERT,

OR ELSE!!!!

My rant on books. Hear ye.

2010-02-02T21:09:00.003+08:00

Ah, writer's blocks.

Don't you just hate it when that happens?

It's almost everyday that I find myself opening up Microsoft Word, expecting to flow out pages and pages of ideas in perfectly structured sentences. And it's on those exact same days, I end up getting frustrated with my weak imagination and terrible grammar.

It doesn't suck as much as it blows, really.

Sometimes, I don't know why I even bother. I'll never have anything interesting to write about, nor would I ever have the English good enough to write it. My grammar is all over the place, I used the "left click spell check" to fix all my spelling errors (I would be spelling "sentences" wrongly if it weren't for that blessed spell check).

I really need to brush up on my English. I get so embarrassed having know that people are reading all my grammatical error-ed sentences (oh hey, exhibit A). I wish I wasn't so reluctant to read as a child. It's strange, really, this regret.

A good book is all I need, to get my English on the right track. I have Holes, and I guess that's fine for the mean time.. but to better my English, I would need something really good; something that would get me hooked and inspired. Something like the Little Women, except with a much better ending, of course (clenches teeth together).

Maybe I should read the Phantom Tollbooth again. I do love that book very much, and I can't quite remember the entire story. Maybe, yeah, maybe. But gosh, what a bore to be reading the same familiar pages all over again. I need something new and exciting, where I won't know what it is that would happen next.

What I need now is a GOOD . NEW . BOOK .

Please?

2010-02-01T23:17:00.008+08:00

HELL TO THE NO, IS IT FERBUARY ALL DARNED READY? UH-UH, JANUARY - GONE TOO SOON, SON.

I love this video. It's gorgeous! By the end I always go KISS KISS KISS!

I so want to see this musical. Yip, yip Appa.

What about sunrise? What about rain?

2010-02-01T22:53:00.002+08:00

Ah, today. Today was quite interesting for me - tumpang-ed Nadira to send me home, but at the exact same time we left school, mum went off to pick me and Haida up, so I was left to stay at my Tow Wan's house for a couple o' minutes. Lol. It was weird, but kind of cool. Now I know to never make my own arrangements and be patient. Lesson learned well, today.

Then I slept for the whole day 'till Maghrib, ate dinner and watched the Grammy's.

Nothing in the Grammy's grabbed my attention much, other than Lady Gaga and Greenday's performance. Oh yes, that and the MJ tribute. Bless my soul, that tribute almost brought me to tears. I don't wish to seem like a poser, but I say, the Earth Song is beautiful beyond words.

Now I'm bored and i have nothing to say. Oh yeah, I'm not joining debate this year. For sure this time. Goodbye good ole skipping classes days. Goodbye McDonalds after winning. Goodbye stress!

I wish I have more to blog about now... -_______-

Scoff

2010-01-29T22:47:00.004+08:00

I wonder if people still come to this blog. Hmmm.

*dusts the cobwebs off of the cbox in the sidebar*

Best dang video I have ever seen. I dare you to make one better!

The songs that I have sung echo in the distance.

2010-01-29T22:30:00.004+08:00

I have already did this in school and in Facebook, but just to make it completely official, while it's still 10pm, and not yet tomorrow, I'll do it one more time on my blog.

So, here goes...

Happy Birthday, Adam Lambert!

28 now, you gorgeous gentleman. May my Idol succeed in his journey as an artist, and may his friendship with Kris be everlasting (please get your mind out of the gutter. I'm being serious here).

I don't like writing.

2010-01-29T20:02:00.007+08:00

If my favourite pizza, the tuna temptation pizza (a whole, eight sliced, Malaysian sized, large Domino's hand-tossed pizza), went to war against a turkey and egg-salad croissant sandwich, which would win you?

I know my pick: the latter. A good sandwich beats all, like the way paper beats rock.

This may not be a picture of my turkey and egg-salad sandwich, but might I say, that it be one fine looking croissant sandwich indeed. I totally heart sandwiches.

One Tree Hill

2010-01-27T20:36:00.007+08:00

I'm bored, and to randomly tell you the truth about something: I have this strange thrill-like feeling whenever I post up pretty pictures in my blog. Which now explains why I do it so often. Which is also why I'm going to so right now. Sarcastic yeehaw! Have some pretty Adam Lambert, mes amis.

(ps, I do know that the Beatles picture in my Hey Jude post has scorned me, but I'm no where close to being in the mood to edit that out. Perhaps when the person who owned the picture in photobucket's account is done with being frozen, I'll get that gorgeous picture back up and that post would look just as spic and span as it did before. What joy it would be)

Hey, Jude

2010-01-26T20:29:00.014+08:00

Apparently the Beatles' Hey Jude is the new trend. Meh.

I like Kris Allen's version much better than the original. So does this make me, like, totally b-b-b-bad to the bone now?

Bahahaha!

2010-01-25T15:25:00.003+08:00

I read this from Jasmine's blog:

"how does jasmine kill a fish?
by drowning it underwater!

Hahahahahahaha! Ohmygod! Hahahahahahaha! You may think that I'm not really laughing, but I am. I literally am laughing out loud. Drown a fish in water.. hahahahaha fish! *wipes tear from eye*

Naturally, I like stripes.

2010-01-25T15:15:00.006+08:00

I had something to post here earlier, but after my delay, I totally forgot what it was I wanted to post about. I really hate it when this happens. Ah, so be it then, I guess I'll just post this video of Kris Allen singing America's national anthem. I can't help but point out the fact that he is looking a little extra gorgeous there. While we're on the topic, Kris is going to Haiti to help out. Now I know exactly why I love him as much as I do.

Aku merentasi desa

2010-01-24T01:08:00.007+08:00

NOT.

I didn't even run. Nadira and I came to help the teacher's be the time keepers. Boring gila, and my Saturday is now completely wasted, because when I came home, I slept until 6pm. When most people broke buckets of sweat and lost their weight, I slept and gained weight. Woo, hello Chubby-ness.

Now I don't know what to say. Mehehe.

Oh yeah, Kris Allen is going to Singapore in February. Ugh, I'm dying inside. And outside! :(

Sob sob sob. I have nothing to say and this post looks ugly. I'm going to delete it!

Girl, put your records on!

2010-01-22T20:35:00.013+08:00

I can't believe I have never heard of this song before. I really should listen to the radio more often, or else otherwise, I'd be missing out on beautiful songs like this :)

Put your records on, Corinne Bailey Rae

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

'Twas more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Oh, you're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

♥

Satan's child. Oh, how random.

2010-01-21T00:01:00.000+08:00

Why oh why is Lindsey Buckingham not as famous as he should be? His guitar skillz are beautiful. And by this, I do mean skillz with a very thick sounding "zzz." Poor Lindsey is so underrated. Or perhaps it is I, who does not know guitar skillz as well. I don't know, but what I do know is that I really do fancy his music, while playing for Fleetwood Mac.

I wish I was named after a Fleetwood Mac character. I mean - band member.

Oh, since I don't take therapy for my obsession, it can't be helped, so, I wonder if Kris Allen is considered a good guitar player? Besides his shoulder bopping and leg swinging of course. He is controlling that though. Better than I am controlling my hunger for his gorgeous talents (and looks, of course).

I say spit.

2010-01-20T21:58:00.004+08:00

I know that I am trying to control my obsessions with Kris and Adam, but I just can't get that darned book out of my mind, so I need something to distract me. Even as I read Jane Eyre, I have this empty feeling in my heart, where I miss seeing the March sisters' names, instead of these foreign ones like Bessie and Mr Lloyd. How is it possible that I am so attached to this Little Women book? Sigh. I especially do miss the naughty pranks the March's neighbour would play and speak of. I miss him so dearly, I don't dare write or say his name, for it might make me long for him and the book even more than I do now.

I wish I wasn't cursed with such obsessive/addictive behavior. Sometimes, this trait of mine scares me as well as it does others. I can't wait 'till the book is a long gone distant memory, and I think of it nothing more than just a measly old book.

An albino buffalo

2010-01-20T17:18:00.015+08:00

I hate the Little Women. I hate the story, the stupid pretty handwriting used in the book, the stupid stupid stupid ending. I hate that book so much, I wish I had never read it in the first place. I can't even think straight now.

I shan't ever forgive Jo. Never in my entire life, no sir!

If only I could just forget the book and everything that has happened in it. Oh, how I regret ever making that stupid new year resolution on reading books. If I hadn't, I would never have bothered with that wretched book, we all know as The Little Women. Supposedly touching and sweet, but the truth is that it is nothing but a bitter book to only have you finished more disappointed than ever before!

I want to cry and scream and rip off all the curtains in my home! What I'd give to just roll in under sheets forever and sleep an endless sleep, without any worries of such novels and it's characters. There, in that peaceful slumber of mine, shall all my crazy tween fantasies come true.

My heart is aching like never before now. Just kill me, oh dear Lord, just do it now! I can't take matters like these into my own hands, so please, heal this pain and put me to rest peacefully, where my heart stays so still, it can't ever be broken again.

May Louisa May Alcott have this on her conscience, for she is a cruel murderer.

EDIT: After hours since watching the little women, I am now calm(-er, for I still am not completely satisfied, and the dent the 4 March sisters' future's left me with has not yet been healed).

I am sorry for being so harsh towards the book. It is just a book, silly me.

So, to make matters easier for my poor soul to bear, I'm doing what I usually do with a movie - or in this case, a book - I don't like being sequeled. Like in the Pocahontas 2, Pocahontas ended up marrying some other guy instead of John. I set my mind to completely forgetting about said sequel and kept my heart to her relationship with John.

I'm doing just the same with the Little Women. In the Little Women itself, there was no real ending; only a mention of Meg to be prepared for marriage with Mr. Brooke, and her 3 sisters, Marmee and their father, joyfully smiling upon them.

Period.

That's where I am ending it. No more "what happens next." No. No more other books, no more sequels, no more whatever whatever - the end. And that's where I will keep my heart. Even so, though, I still believe that Jo and Laurie had feelings for each other, even after being married. I guess that them marrying one another just would not work out...

.. oh but woe me, for it would have been splendid if they did marry. Honestly, the main reason I bothered to finish the book was to see Jo and Laurie be together. Too bad for me, then.

Ah well. It's just a book. A good book at that! Even though I do still hate it for putting me in such utter disappointment.

Sigh.

So there be it. This is, hopefully, the last post I'll ever make about the novel, the Little Women.

"Someday you'll find a man - a good man - and you'll love him, and marry him, and live and die for him. And I'll be hanged if I stand by and watch," Laurie said.

Dear me!

2010-01-20T14:38:00.003+08:00

I've finished the Little Women! Oh how I could jump and scream and giggle all day. What a beautiful story it was. I'd lie if I said I didn't cry, because God knows I did shed not one, but two tears. The ending wasn't quite how I hoped though, but I'm sure it will be in the other installments of the book.

I want to tell what happens in the end, but for sure I musn't. All I can say is though, that by the end of the novel, we don't know what happens to them in the future, like how we know what happens to Harry, Ron and Hermoine in the last Harry Potter book.

I'm now in the progress of reading Jane Eyre. Mum says it's good. Seeing that my English is nowhere nearly as good as Foo's or Mum's, I couldn't understand much of the happenings in the first two chapters. The words were so bombastic and the English so well put. As strange as it is to say, I am extremely intimidated by the book and I feel so sheepish holding it. I don't think I'm quite ready for such level of language.

Anyway, I am going to watch Little Women on Youtube. A toute a l'heure.

Je ne parle pas le Francais

2010-01-18T21:23:00.012+08:00

Ok, je ne suis pas tres doués pour parler Francais, mais s'il vous plait, je ne suis essaie en apprendre. Non, je n'ai pas utiliser le Google Translator pour ecrire cet. Bon, je fit utilise il pour certains, mais pas pour tous!/Ok, I am not very good at speaking French, but please, I am trying to learn. No, I did not use the Google Translator to write this. Well, I did use it for some, but not all!

Like I said, I did not entirely use the Google Translator to write that. I am trying to learn French. It's a working progress, as you can see, and I do hope to be fluent by the end of next year. Better yet, by the end of this year. Language takes time, especially with pronunciation and grammar. It's crazy how I want to study French, when I can barely put up a proper sentence in English or Bahasa. Silly me, but hey, I trust it'd be worth it.

I think the grammar is all over the place in that French sentence (and yes, in the English one as well. I know), but it isn't too shabby for someone who learned it all off the internet. I think I feel my nose "mengembang," at my little, and rather worthless effort. I like feeling proud.

Ps: I edited this post entirely because of the terrible english and how messy it made my blog look. Ugh, I hate doing something twice and being so perfectionist-ish about it. Whatever, ta.

Sweet Caroline

2010-01-18T20:28:00.003+08:00

I did not do my chemistry homework, and no, I am not at all planning on doing so. Oh how I hate homework. I wish homework would just burn and die, with John Watson pronouncing it dead, where it shall never, ever, ever live again!

Wait. What?

On the flip side, I have already read chapters of the Little Women. I know I should have been done with the book by now, but it really is tough for me to read when it's quite and peaceful. Book + silence = sleep, obviously. But dear me, I'm doing pretty well for someone who can barely finish up a 12B level of Peter and Jane. I say I have all the right in the world to be proud of myself.

For the time being, my favourite character would be Jo. It is quite obvious though, since she's the protagonist of the novel. I also like Laurie. No, wait. I love Laurie. I smile every time his names comes up in the book. Perhaps it's because I saw the Little Women trailer from the 1994 movie, with Christian Bale playing Laurie. Yeah, that's most likely the reason why :)

I sure do hope to finish this book by January. Mum is telling me to read Jane Eyer, but from my sister's experience with the book, I'm not sure. I guess there is no harm in trying though.

Until then, au revoir mes amis.

I only have the Monday blues on Thursdays

2010-01-17T20:20:00.011+08:00

Yeay! I have Agama class tomorrow!

No, honey. No sarcasm here :)

Elementary, my dear Watson.

2010-01-17T19:22:00.008+08:00

Just watched Sherlock Holmes at IOI today. Remind me to never, ever, ever watch anything there ever again. Ever. The cinema was horrible. Thank god, I survived. Worse thing was, I was forced to sit by the wall. I couldn't even watch the first part of the movie, because I was too busy freaking out. Yikes, I can't believe my parents would torture me in such manner.

Anyways, the movie was ok. At least, I think it was. I'm not sure, actually. I barely took in anything I watched. In fact I can't even remember half of it. I think I need to watch it again. heh. But from what I kind of do remember, it wasn't that good. I think. For sure though, the music was amazing and the movie was very very pretty. Very.

Oh gosh. I suddenly just remembered I have school tomorrow. DEAR LORD I so do not want to go. I don't know why, but school has been so heavy on me this year. I keep counting the days to weekends, and the minutes to 1pm. I guess I just need to readjust myself to school again.

Going incredibly off topic now - I just went to Gossip Candy and saw a video of this guy named Ben Honeycutt. Apparently he auditioned for American Idol this season, in Atlanta and I missed it. Gossip Candy calls him Kradam's love child. As strange as it is, it's kind of true. Either that or he is Kris+David Cook. I don't know. AND, I just found out that he is married. If he wins, he'd be carrying Kris' "married Idol" winning streak.

I don't know. His singing is good, but no where near as good as my idols. Ps: I just uploaded Kris adorable-y gay outtake video onto my ipod. I shall never be bored again (as long as I have my ipod with me). Lol.

I am undeniably KOOL.

2010-01-16T18:22:00.003+08:00

My computer thinks I have a webcam. BUT I DON'T. So when I go on msn, I can click my "webcam" and it tapes (or something?) whatever I'm doing on the computer - LIKE AN INTERNAL WEBCAM? WHAT THE HECK?

I AM SO FREAKED OUT.

Pants on the ground!

2010-01-15T20:49:00.006+08:00

Oh . my . god . His acting.. so good. I luhh this music video!

Je m'appelle Hajer.

2010-01-14T20:51:00.005+08:00

Missed school today because I had a stomach ache. Sadly though, I couldn't skip piano. Haih.

I miss one day of school, and the homework is dumped like mad piles of poo from a dog's butt. And i have to finish all that by tomorrow. Seriously, wut?! I've never had this much homework in my life. It's sad. It's really sad.

On the bright side though, I did get to skip a god awful Thursday, and I'm going straight to Friday. Yippee. I love Fridays. I especially love them Friday nights. It's the only night of the week where I can sleep peacefully, without any worries of tomorrow!

Speaking of which (which, which is?) I'm listening to Susan Boyle. Laugh at me as loud as you want, but her voice is good! She sings wild horses beautifully. sniffle, sniffle :')

ANYWAYS. I have nothing more to say. In fact, throughout this whole post, I didn't really have anything to say at all. So, yeah, random unimportant post. Just needed to fill 'er up. Don't want them cobwebs to start coming in again. Ta, for now, ladies.

ps: If you're wondering why I'm posting up pictures all the time, it's because I want to fill up my Tumblr. Yeah, it's practically dead, but whatever. No picture for this post though. Meh.

ICU THERE BEAUTIFUL

2010-01-14T08:30:00.007+08:00

The mother goddess of all hair types:

The pompadour ♥

Whataya want from me?

2010-01-13T17:17:00.011+08:00

Just went through a long conversation with my mum about businesses. I have no idea how we got there in the first place, but it sure was interesting. and long. Now I know about businesses, and what I should totally do if I ever decide to start one. (If this were a tv show, I'd be staring blankly into the screen and straight at the audiences. Ah.)

Today we had program maju diri. I'd say I had a horrible time and I wish I had never gone to school today in the first place, but then by saying that, I would be lying. PMD, for the first time ever, was fun. It was like some counselor youth camp-ish thing :)

Anyways, later at 6pm, Star World is premiering 2010's American Idol season 9. Woots. I trust (and do hope) that this would be the last season, for next year Simon would be leaving Idol too. Oh yeah oh yeah, while we're here, on the Idol subject, I heard that Kris Allen is going to the Philipines. Oh those lucky Philipinos. There is also this rumor going on saying that Adam would be joining Kris over there. Ugh. At times like these, I wish I was a pinoy.

Why hello, gorgeous. Now, how did your picture get here?

Ohyeah, Nadira and I have decided to attend kelab and persatuan's koko meetings on Saturdays. Since we were forced to pay some dumb rm5 fees, might as well lah come. Otherwise our money would just go to waste! Sigh. I'll miss you, Saturdays.

2010-01-13T00:44:00.013+08:00

I can feel my blood pumping/pulsing in my thigh. Its off-beat rhythm is incredibly tingly. Ah, these are the good times in life.

ps; pretty patties rule!

Let's get physical, physical!

2010-01-13T00:03:00.004+08:00

I miss my goldfishes. Rip, my pretties :')

I just checked my BMI. The average bmi is 18.5-24.9 whereas I am at a 20.7 index. I'm not sure if these results are exact or not, because I have not weighed nor measured myself before taking the reading, but it's more or less just the same anyways. I think.

If I lose about 4 more kg, I'd be close to the perfect average bmi weight reading. So my new goal for this year is to lose at least 4kg.

Therefore, from now on I will be changing my daily routines.

First things first - I'll need to eat healthily. No more fries (NOO!), snacky-snacky's, sodas, cakes or bubur jagung. I will also be eating five times day, instead of my average, unhealthy, two times a day. I will have a breakfast, brunch, lunch, a snack consisting of fruits and veges, and a dinner. Healthy lifestyle, here I come!

Second thing I need to do is.. (dundundunn) exercise. My gym plan has obviously failed me, so I'm deciding to do daily exercises at home. I haven't planned this entirely through yet, but I know for one thing: I'll be doing jumping-jacks during tv commercial breaks (this, I learned from the Biggest Loser). Also, maybe some private dancing in my room. I heard this helps :)

Thirdly, I need to fix my sleeping habits. This is incredibly critical for me, because I have terrible sleeping habits. I will take afternoon naps when I need to, but only for 20mins - no more, no less! I'll sleep early on both school and weeknights, for at least 8 hours. Again, no more! No less!

Last but not least, I will be doing my own deeds at home. From now on, I shall not ask Haida to take my drink, change the channel, take my calculator, send my plate to the sink, feed the rabbits, etc etc. Yes, Haida, you are very welcome :D

Oh, I do hope that this plan does not fail me, like all my other ridonkulus plans have. I mean, this plan actually does give me benefit (unlike all the other lame plans I've made). I wish to live a healthy life, where I can be proud of myself when I look into the mirror.

So, dear celery, I will see you tomorrow. (Or should I have said broccoli?)

Donny Hathaway/Michael Buble

2010-01-11T21:56:00.009+08:00

I have no inspiration to write. At all.

So here, have some lyrics. One of the most beautiful, romantic lyrics I've ever heard (I haven't heard a lot of songs before ok!)

I've been so many places in my life and time
I've sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme
I've acted out my love in stages
With ten thousand people watching
But we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you

I know your image of me is what I hope to be
I've treated you unkindly but darlin' can't you see
There's no one more important to me
Darlin' can't you please see through me
Cause we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you

You taught me precious secrets of the truth witholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
But now I'm so much better and if my words don't come together
Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding

I love you in a place where there's no space or time
I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together
We were alone and I was singing this song for you

You taught me precious secrets of the truth witholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
But now I'm so much better and if my words don't come together
Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding

I love you in a place where there's no space or time
I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together
We were alone and I was singing this song for you
We were alone and I was singing this song for you

:')

ps: A song and it's lyrics are worth just about as much as a fully written post. So consider this a good update. Besides, posting lyrics makes my blog look a lot more neater than it does when I post something that I wrote. Au revoir, mes amis.

When in doubt

2010-01-09T18:52:00.005+08:00

See. I am normal.

Chasing pavements

2010-01-09T18:02:00.022+08:00

should i give up
or should i just keep chasing pavements
even if it leads no where,
or would it be a waste
even if i knew my place should i leave it there.
should i give up
or should i just keep chasing pavements
even if it leads nowhere

♥

Ps: The video of Kris Allen's cover version of chasing pavements is on my sidebar.

Cajun fest

2010-01-08T23:28:00.003+08:00

I can't stand looking at geese because they just make me feel so geram. I want to pick one up and hug it so tight, it turns blue! Gah geese!

2010-01-08T22:34:00.006+08:00

My biggest dilemma in life is choosing which Kris Allen picture looks better.

Dang.

I miss 2009

2010-01-08T22:05:00.007+08:00

*click to enlarge* Ish, it's so cute :')

Ok I know, I know! My blog looks so ugly and messy, but I just can't bother anymore. Besides I barely come here. In fact, I am barely ever online nowadays. Homework has been over flooding. Yick. And I've been sleeping every afternoon since school started. 2010 is big fat slothy year. Yucccky.

Yesterday I broke a spatula because I got angry while cooking jemput-jemput jagung. I feel so bad for the spatula. I never wanted things to end this way!! :(

PS: It's Elvis' birthday today! To wish or not to wish this king of ours? Ok fine, happy birthday Elvis Presley. Rest in peace you!

I'm bored. And depressed, because I heard Kris Allen sing Falling slowly+with or without you. So touching. I MISS KRADAM. I mean.. nevermind. Ahem.

Bored bored bored lahhh. I wanna sleep, but I've already slept in the afternoon. I want to watch tv my parents are watching Heroes -_____- I wanna eat, but I don't want to gain weight. Ugh.

.. and now I'm thirsty.

While I go get myself a drink, I'll leave you with one last funny. Y'know, just so you wont be as bored as I am. Bluekkkk

LOL idk why, but I laughed so hard at this.

Additional Mathematics

2010-01-06T23:30:00.002+08:00

Saya dengar lagu Indon.

Laskar Pelangiiiii! :')

So here's the thing. The Idol thing.

2010-01-05T20:22:00.009+08:00

Listening to Nidji, Laskar Pelangi :)

I watched American Idol today. The show is still at the heats auditions and Kradison just made it into the top 13. The idols were so different then. Allison was so shy and out of words during interviews, Adam acts kind of "too cool for this baby idol thing" and Kris is all bubbly like this bouncy, happy little thing. He can't stop dancing, lol.

I love seeing how much they've changed. Especially Kris because he's changed the most. From the bubbly, little Arkansas boy who sings, to this extremely hot skinny-jeans-leather-jacket-wearing guy, making amazing music. Even his stage performance changed so much.

Interviewer: Do you notice any differences between pre-"Idol" Kris and post-"Idol" Kris?

Katy Allen: Yes. His clothes are tighter, his hair is more spiky, and he has become very witty with all his practice on twitter.

Man, you gotta love American Idol season 8. No other season can ever compare :)

Form 4

2010-01-05T17:16:00.002+08:00

Since I haven't been posting much lately, I've decided to make this post a long one, so brace yourselves.

As most of you would know, school started yesterday, so here is the update:

I've been placed into the first class, which for now, has no name. We are apparently called "T4 Kelas 1." Sucks doesn't it? Just the day after I complained about our classes not having real names like Aranda and Doritis, I find out they deleted the whole thing entirely.

The stream choice was obvious for me - pure science. No way am I going for sub-science. I have not a single clue in accounts, so taking the subject would be stupid of me. Besides, I am noo fan of counting stuff so having two math subjects seems like more than enough for me.

My class, T4K1, is different. Being there feels like being in a foreign land, filled with foreign people. My classmates speak english - don't get me wrong - but it's just that if they had the choice (which, for sure as heck, they do), they'd prefer to speak in their language. Hmmph.

Ok, ok. Lemmi rant about my teachers now, since it doesn't make me feel as bad as I do when I'm ranting about my classmates. Ps, I'm sorry classmates, if any of you are reading this.

Well, so far, the teachers are pretty cool - except for my physics and sivik teacher. But hey, the sivik teacher is trying her best, and the subject is just too boring to be helped, soo I can't rant there.

My physics teacher on the other hand... well, to make things simple: she's a terrible teacher. I'm sure she knows what she is doing and that she is a total genius in the subject, but, sorry to say, she just can't teach. Everything she says is so un-understandable. Mainly, her lesson consists of only her re-writing and re-reading that dear book of hers.

Sad thing is, she might also be my class teacher. Bum-er.

Also, the lady thinks I'm OCD. Long story short: She saw me re-writing the words over and over again on a blank paper. I was just practicing how to write, though (since the school holidays, I haven't used my hand to write anything, so I literally forgot how to write and now my handwriting looks like trash. Or as the malay say, "cakar ayam")

Haih.

Tomorrow I'll be getting my text books so I'm going to be bringing my green bag. Ish, I'm kind of malu to bring it. It's so big and green.. and big. And green. AND GREEN. I hope no one stops and stares and the huge radioactive thing on my back :(

Anyways, all in all, for the time being, form 4 is fine. I don't know why people are sobbing about how terrible and "pening kepala" form 4 is. Oh well.

PS: I'm reading the book "Little Women." It's my sis book, so don't freak out too much. I don't own books. But from the 16 pages I read, it's kind of interesting. Hopefully I'd be able to finish this. Wish me luck :D

Beg baru. Fuyoooo!

2010-01-02T20:59:00.004+08:00

Just got a new school bag! It's green. It's really, really, green - like the beyond green, type of green. LOL. It's nice, I like it, and it's big. Really big. I hope this bag does me well for next year. I mean, this year :)

It looks cheapo-ish and sort of lala-ish, but it's not. It's some wild chanel thing, and I've heard of it, so I hope it lasts for at least a year, since it's local. I think.

"We are the noise maker wild channel"

I have no idea what that's supposed to mean. Told you it's kind of lala.

Kris Allen doesn't do new year resolutions.

2010-01-01T22:13:00.004+08:00

But heck, I'm not Kris Allen, so let's see what I've got:

1. Be a total nerd. TOTAL!
2. Control obsessive behavior. It's crazy, but possible (I hope)
3. Be cool. I mean, duh!
4. Practice piano properly
5. Lessen mocking and teasing
6. Sleep accordingly
7. Go to club house and maybe, just maybe, go to the gym
8. Go out often. And I do mean often.
9. Grow out hair. Is this considered a resolution?
10. Control emo-ness :D
11. Get fit!!

TWO MORE YEARS TO 2012!

2010-01-01T00:05:00.008+08:00

Happy Hanukkah!

I mean.. HAPPY NEW YEAR! Goodbye dear 2009. You've been (not so, but considerably) good to me :)

It is now the time for resolutions! AND, for my neighbors to refill their stash of fireworks because it's all quiet now and the silence is making me lose my mood.

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*cough*

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Ok, good night.

Because I actually posted a picture of myself..

2009-12-31T14:01:00.002+08:00

Scruffy unshaven hobo-ish looking Kris Allen is mine!! No touchie. And I mean it! Especially you, Nadira. I'm watching youuuuu *fierce*

OH GOOD GOD, HE IS BEYOND GORGEOUS.

Take this, 2010!

2009-12-31T13:42:00.003+08:00

Got braces (in Cheese voice). And no, I didn't find that on the floor, or garbage can. Lol. It feels weird, and my lip hurts. I can't wait for 18 months to pass, and I'll have wonderful teeth. Then I can smile like this --> :D instead of --> :)

Gah I look so asian here. I'm still not used to smiling properly. Hehe. Eh, brace faced metal mouth Hajer is so uncooool. Oh well, all for the better, of course :)

Because I just had to.

2009-12-30T13:31:00.009+08:00

You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night

You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh you make me smile :)

That's Adam's jacket!!

I still didn't shower!

2009-12-29T14:58:00.008+08:00

Lady Gaga's paparazzi performance during the 2009 VMA's. So gorgeous, it gave me chills ♥

Edit: Paparazzi cover. Gosh, so beautiful ♥♥ Music master class!

The Only Promise That Remains

2009-12-29T03:37:00.005+08:00

by Reba McEntire and Justin Timberlake. I remember how I used to love this song so much.

I realized I haven't been blogging much lately. Well, the obvious reason is because I haven't done anything interesting that's worth blogging about. Hmph. My holidays were - as usual - a major bore. I just can't wait for 2010 to come. Somehow I feel that life is going to take it's turns next year. Well, hopefully at least :)

I don't quite know what to post now, but..

..Lately I've been feeling pretty down in the dumps, if you know what I mean. I don't know why, but I just can't help this sad feeling I have. I wish I could just cry it out - whatever it may be. Hmph, curse myself for being a teen, haha.

"And after all the sky is falling down.
And after all the waters washed away.
My love's the only promise that remains."

Good night, mes amour.

Oh, balls of jolly!

2009-12-25T00:22:00.009+08:00

Have a merry, merry Christmas, everybody. I especially mean this to those who celebrate, of course. And for those who don't, have a wonderful time spending what's left of your holidays, because, baby, new year is coming! May the world be blessed with balls. Of jolly, I mean :)

Oh great, the thought of Christmas is making me want stuffed turkey. And graham crackers. Golly ♥

Ah yes, today.

2009-12-24T21:09:00.004+08:00

I had the best celebration ever for my results!!

After I came home, I went to fetch my sis from the bus station, then went to Tesco to wait for Dad to pick us up from work, went home, slept for two hours and missed American Idol (don't worry, I can always catch the repeat tonight), woke up all sweaty and weak, made my own dinner which consisted of Tesco instant soup and a slice of bread, watched Castle (which was boring, by the way), and thennnnn...

I blogged. Hence this post.

No one could have celebrated their results better than me.

PS: My dad couldn't believe I got 8A's and thinks it was all out of luck. Nice.

Seizing the day

2009-12-24T13:10:00.010+08:00

"I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show.
I thought that being strong meant never losing your self control."

Just came back from school to take my pmr results. Alhamdulillah, I got straight 8A's.

I swear, I tossed and turned so much in bed last night, I think I ripped a hole through my bed sheets. Hehehe. Man, now I can't wait for next year. My new year's resolution for 2010 is to be the ultimate Hermoine Granger type of nerd! :)

Anyways,

Yesterday my family and I watched Avatar. Yeap, the blue one!

People say it's so great, but I just don't get it. Even my own father betrayed me, lol :| In my opinion, it wasn't that good. If I wanted to watch Pocahontas or Atlantis, I could have done so anytime. I guess it was just too childish for me. I even expected them to break into a song plenty of times throughout.

Ok, I should go now. My stomach is getting really upset since I haven't eaten lunch yet :D I just really needed to update my blog properly this time, since I haven't been doing so lately. Am also thinking of maybe deleting this blog :(

Au revoir (I'm trying to learn french to get a heads up for when I take culinary soon)

We're on a mission from God

2009-12-11T00:28:00.003+08:00

Oh, the Blues Brothers. How I just love them :)