Don’t Carry The World.

Driving class today was hilarious. I came an hour late for starters, and Cikgu decided it’s time for me to drive on the road.

The car frickin’ died at the traffic light and I laughed my ass off. Cikgu did too and told me to not feel intimidated to go quick when I see others so fast, I should just take it slow and keep it coooo’. So I did.

I banged my head on the window pretty hard while checking if the tyres were settled nicely on the white line. Laughed my ass off again. Nearly hit a car on the road while we were just 5 metres away from the driving centre. The car in front of me was driven by a student and she didn’t accelerate at all but kept braking her way through the road so I had to just brake, brake, brake and out of a sudden she stopped while we were turning into the junction. I think my face was priceless because my Cikgu laughed and told me to chill, -_-”.

I checked out a guy that if my friends saw would probably kill me to get me back on track. A leather jacket, ray-ban aviators, torn jeans, leather court shoes, hair full of gel and all swiped back. And throw in a ring into the picture and a sling bag as well. Seriously, he was good looking. I’d kill his dressing sense but he had the looks.

Speaking of killing something, I did that to my stomach. Had Tom Yam for lunch and unexpectedly, I got anpeptic  ulcer attack. It really stings and I can’t really describe it better than saying that it is as if you squeeze lemon juice onto an ulcer in your mouth, just that this happens inside your stomach and when you walk, that bleeding ulcer feels as if it’s being stretched out and torn off.

Slept through the evening, going out now.

Take care loves.

End. Start.

My blog view for today increased tremendously.

I’m sorry to let you down by not posting my results up as soon. I got a little above what I had expected although not perfect as Amy’s was, I’m content. I really really am. I thank God, my parents, my teachers, my family. Without their love, I wouldn’t even have been alive to sit for the papers.

But honestly, PUSHING ASIDE my family members and my close friends, I’m really being nice in saying this (if you know me personally, you’d know I prefer to straighten things out, EVEN in cyber-space), it could be time for some of you folks to be growing up a little in the head. I can never get how people can be so stupid sometimes, if ever I get myself 11 As or even 11Gs, how the hell does that in any way affect your life? What’s in for me in the future, is mine. Not anyone’s. I don’t see you as a frikkin’ pop-up in my future so if you’re someone I know just by random and just by a few hellos exchanged, I really think you should start living your own life. I mean seriously, triple amount of blog views than yesterday? That’s a little overboard.

Okay, back to life. I got myself 8As. There you have it. I’m content, I’m happy. It could’ve been better, no doubt my class skipping routine in Form 4 has no doubt caused an effect to my studies. Studying in Form 5 never really was ample to cover up what I lacked off in Form 4.

Regrets? None. Well, maybe just very very a little. But I’m really really content.  Alhamdulillah. The feeling of content is something I would never ever trade, even for perfection.  I’m happy and what makes me happier is that even with my imperfections and flaws, I’m happy in my skin, I’m glad I’m me, I’m happy to be the person I’ve grown up to.

Went to Ira’s for pigging out session. Kira then came over. We headed to Tropicana City and met up with Harez. Played Daytona at the arcade and as expected, I lost. I was doing okay when suddenly EFFFFFF my car flipped and it was facing the reversed direction and there’s no reverse gear so I panicked and screamed. At least not as bad as Kira, HAHAH she wa sin second and Harez won. She actually thought the game was over so she screamed and laughed victoriously, letting her hand off the wheel. And then Ira passed her and she got 3rd place. I still got 4th. Car went reversed direction AGAINN during the second game. Headed to Ra’s and Dad fetched me later.

I haven’t really disappointed anyone I love, except Mr T whom I have yet to ring but Dan said he’d still be proud no matter what. I just don’t have the heart to tell him I didn’t succeed in scoring great for my Accounts. The other teachers I came to were happy and it meant so much to me, I really wanted the best for my parents and my teachers. Now everyone’s glad, including me. What a bonus.

Although the flaws are still there in my results slip, I’ve grown out of it, it’s time to move on with life and insyaAllah, I’ll grow up in the right pace, on the right track.

Thank you God, you have made me the most happiest, I know my results pretty much suck, hahaha, but I like what I’ve grown to become, I’m growing to a better adult and I will get closer to you.

♥ -amal

p.s Happy Birthday Pete Doherty! Although Tiya claims you’re sick inside because of all the drugs, I know you’re not. Hahahahah (:

I love Pete’s lyrics in everything. Ok goodnight.

So Much To Clear.

You cut me deep bitch,

Everything’s repeating itself all over, this time, I’m watching the show instead of starring in it. And I’m not having myself a grand time! Okay maybe I really am over the past.

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I woke up at a few minutes past 10 and went online. Had a call from SDC claiming that my attendance for the 5 hour long course wasn’t able to be tracked. Great start. Rang Ira. She got the phone call in the midst of our phone conversation. It was around 10.35 when I took a bath and put on something to wear. By 11, I was calling the cab. So I had my hair still damp, no make-up on me at all and I looked out of place. But whatevs, was running late. Got a cab and headed to Ira’s.

Her mum sent us to SDC to drop our cards and then we headed to Pusat Bandar Damansara to see Najwa & Faiqa. I miss HELP a little since I spent tonnes of my times there when I was in Form 4 due to debate tournaments I had myself in for. We had lunch at Kenny Roger’s and then we talked talked and yeah. They headed back to class around 3 hours later. Ira wanted a bus ride for the sake of an ‘adventure’ so we waited at a bus stop for 5 minutes and realised that place was too packed with cars for buses to even drive through so we crossed the road and asked around. Waited, waited, waited. Saw a bus on the opposite road. Hahaha, and we decided to still wait at the same spot and not give up. Then I noted to Ira that if the way to KL Sentral is heading to our right, then whtf are we doing by the road heading to our left. NGEHH! So we crossed the road and headed to a further bus stop which had more people. Waited, and we gave up to a cab.

Reached Bangsar LRT and headed to KLCC. Went to Kinokuniya. Had a waffle and we spotted this Melayu couple which made us laugh our asses off. They were having just a conversation which seems to be a serious one and the girl was actually playing around with the dude’s beard and it seemed to entertain her.

And then she started circulating her index fingers and drawing imaginary god-knows-what on that guy’s arms and playing with his ears. Sick as hell okay? I mean, get a room, don’t do it in a food court!

But thanks for the comedy show, I laughed my ass off to it and I swear I learned myself a lesson.

We then headed to see Tiya who works at ___. And then Ira and I had this wild idea of going job hunting. And we sure did! We headed to Billabong, Quiksilver, Toys’R'Us, FCUK, Mango, GAP and well, everywhere was full. But Miss Sixty had an empty vacancy they were offering for their Bangsar outlet. Dumb thing is, she made us pick between us on who to apply because she only wanted one. Ira told me to go for it and I’d help her get somewhere to work out in Bangsar. And when I gave my name and number, the list had like 30 people on it. So I really don’t get the point in her not letting both of us apply.

After that we then headed to have a snack and Ira thought the guy cooking our thing was cute. And as the guy was telling a customer next to us how popular the ‘Chicken & Cheese’ flavour is, Ira started to want it. And she also just realised after I had noted her, that she had accidently ordered Cheese & Onion Crisps. Hahahaha so she changed her order to Chicken and Cheese and I tried so hard not to laugh. But I couldn’t hold it in the end. I guess the dude couldn’t really stand how obvious we were about being so serious about choosing flavours so he tried so hard not to laugh and in the end he actually told me to stop laughing because he can’t stand himself from laughing his ass off. And I decided to shut up too because I don’t want his saliva in my Pizza Crisp!

So we had our crisps which that guy said resembled an ‘Apam Balik’ and we also had sushi.

Then we got back home after getting ourselves away from a guy who wanted to sell us perfumes. We were dead broke anyways. Reached the LRT near home and met Mum. Saw the hottest guy on Earth (#2) and he probably is in his mid 20s or slightly older. Heard him speak and boyy was it a sexy accent he had! Definitely not a local. Heading to Bangsar and around there and stuf tomorrow to job hunt with Ira. We’re aimless right now and we’re postponing our Undang2 Driving Test since we’re going around job hunting.

So today was a good day. With a really random plan of going to meet my friends and ending up in Klcc with my ‘baru-bangun’ face. And I managed to get a ride home eventually because Dad’s in Johor and I only found out when I asked him if he could fetch me home since I’ve been out since morning and I don’t feel like getting home at night. Klcc was a little of a bum.

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I like things just how they were and I want no difference to anything. I lost myself a friend and I’d give in to anything to get you back. But that is if you’re really gone for now and not just acting like a jackass. I can’t really tell you or just about anyone what I really want in anything because I don’t quite know myself.

I miss you being the only person trying to make my life better than the good  it already was.

2 down, 1 more to go.

Organised For Once.

Things to do today:

1. Complete design for prom performers’ passes and send for printing.
2. Catch a train to Bangsar, and go to Pantai Med. with Nakwa.
3. Grocery shopping.
4. Find a printing shop or go the usual -_-
5. Cook for 10.
6. Re-assure and re-check sound system with Dad for movie screening tomorrow.
7. Not go to Midvalley. Not go to Klcc. SAVE AAHOLE!
8. Pack all necessary things for tomorrow.
9. Find a container to put money in. A cute one heh Mal.
10. Make sure nothing goes wrong.
11. Not be too much of a control freak.

Won’t blog on what happens on each unless something fahrrnee happens.

Byeloves.

You Like M&Ms?

Found this out during Halloween but I just figured out how to post it here

And besides, I know a lot of people who have M&Ms nearly everyday *coughs.

In only a few days, children around the world will be ringing doorbells and looking for Halloween treats. As scary as some of
their costumes might be, the true horror this holiday will actually be the M&Ms, Snickers, or Skittles candies that lie in your child’s candy bag. All these candies, along with many other
candies sold under household names, are manufactured by Mars Inc., a company responsible for the deaths of numerous animals in unnecessary animal tests.

The experiments funded by Mars, including the following
examples, are truly the stuff of Halloween nightmares:
- Rats have been force-fed chocolate chemicals and had needles jabbed directly into their still beating hearts.
- Rabbits have been cut apart to determine the effects of cocoa on muscle tissue.
- Guinea pigs have had cocoa ingredients injected into arteries in their necks to measure the impact on their blood pressure.
And these are only a few of the tests that Mars has funded. Perhaps most disturbingly of all, not one of Mars’ experiments on animals is required by law.

Thanks to PETA’s hard work and pressure, many of the world’s major food corporations—including Mars’ chief rival, Hershey’s, and Coca-Cola and Pepsi-Co—have pledged not to fund or conduct experiments on animals.

And I have not had a single bit of chocolate from Mars ever since (:
No more snickers, M&Ms, Mars etc. But I’d dreadfully miss Skittles though. .
Okay, now I feel like having Haribo’s gummy bears or something.
The last time I had a ‘few’ was when Tok Cik came and brought some from the UK.
And I had them all to myselfff, because we weren’t too sure if it was okay for us to have it since there’s gelatin inside but, I just thought, who cares? Okay Mal, no good. No more Haribo’s too, I guess. I guess.. . Oh eff, I just found out on their website it’s actually gelatin from a pig’s skin and its bones.. HAHAHA yikess. Honestly, even the idea of eating gelatin from a cow is beginning to scare me now. I had more than 15 definitely! And I’ve been anxiously waiting for some more from Tok Cik if he comes next year, uhh. Jeez, I bet I’d have to go vegetarian soon enough with all this things creeping me out.

Goodbye my lover, okay, I really feel so sad right now! My favourite confectionery!

Well coming to the reality of life, my SPM examination has been good thus far and I’m excited for it to end! On the pathetic side of things, I have gained weight after all the snacks consumed during revisions. So now I’m no longer having chocolates or anything sweet. Raisins all the way, well, raisins are sweet too.

Till then my loves♥,
Remember to not have chocolates from Mars my buds, you wouldn’t wanna kill innocent animals.

If you still think it’s okay, you’re in need of a brainwash from yours truly! Heheh bye!

Martian.

I had the most chronic gastric attack on Wednesday night. I honestly thought my peptic ulcer was about to burst and got myself ready for, no, not death but just more pain. Luckily enough, I fell asleep after trying so hard and woke up with less pain but it was still there. Took medications and had only porridge the entire day. Friday aka today was the planned date for me to pay the doctor a visit and get myself referred to a specialist. But being myself, I escaped from that by telling my parents that I am perfectly alright although I had myself the most hot ramen ever last night. I amazed myself too that I did not suffer from excruciating pain in my sleep because the ramen I had was really really pedas.

So I had porridge again today but I did have something to go with it as well. How boring could plain porridge be? So yes. And also because I have a problem with sitting my ass to study at home, I decided to accompany Najwa for lunch at Subways, and studied at Starbucks. Okay, so Najwa studied while I stoned myself and laughed about random things. But I’m going to study now. I mean, in a moment.

I baked the cake as planned although I got myself reminded of it in Starbucks so I didn’t really get myself prepared but it was just a cake -_-”. Reached home, changed into shorts and a huge tshirt (No, I don’t cook in jeans HAHA), and started the process. The cake’s ready now and it looks lovely. Should taste well too.

Oh well, I’ve got tuition tomorrow and Faiqa’s hosting an open house. Won’t be enjoying myself with food there though since I can’t eat anything spicy at the moment. Well, for a very long time till I’m fully recovered. And I’m also allergic to too many things now. Stupid immune system Uhh. Bye ♥

Oh wow.

I went to a Hari Kerjaya crap exhibition crap. Okay, I mean I went to a Carreer Exhibition and boy, it sucked! And so we planned for lunch and I wanted to drag Kira to try out Coliseum but then it came to my mind that I wasn’t being very logical so we decided to have Strawberry Fields in PJ Old Town. Saw Harez and Abe at the exhibition and they went of not long later while Pah and I stoned and teased Kira around. And then at last we made the decision on where to have lunch and Harez was to pick us up from school.

Headed back to school and annoyed Alysha in the bus because of my seat which was broken and it inclined to the back every time I rested on it. Went to class and no one was around so had a chat in the canteen about the good old days. Jeez, I’ve just realised how funny high school has been for me and how it’s about to end so soon. School ended and I nagged Najwa and annoyed her and in the end she agreed to have lunch with us.

Since only Kira knew the directions to reach there & although I go there twice a week for tuition, I’m just too useless when it comes to directions. So Pah & I went on Harez car and we had to chase Najwa’s car with Kira in it and Najwa’s driver who drove so, funnily.

Food was good. Very good. Not long after Kira went home, we left as well and Najwa dropped me home. And now I’m home and I tried the Punjabi Suit I was planning to wear for tomorrow. And I got annoyed when I realised how loose the pants were and it’d probably fall off if I jump a little. Plus, it looks like a skirt on me. So I can’t wear it. And it’s so annoying. And not to forget, the robe looks hideous on us. Tarsha was right. We look sooo fat in it. Okay, I sound so annoying now.

And oh no, I’m bored. Okay. I’ll go. Ha ha. Okay bye (:

p.s anyone wanna get me a Flickr Pro account? I honestly hate the quality of photos when uploaded to Picasa. Uhhhh ):

17th .

Okay, so to make it short; I had a great birthday; although intially I had looked more to the contrary of that since we’re in the middle of our trials. But okay, I had a great one. Thank you list and photos tomorrow, I’m half awake right now.

Ah well, night night (:

Kai.

Okay, so I really wanted to go watch fireworks tonight. But Curve hasn’t got the best ones in town and rumors have it that Klcc won’t be having any. Klcc has by far the best fireworks displays in town during Merdeka, and I go there to have a watch every year since a few years back. And I had really looked forward to fireworks. I love fireworks ):

Oh well, so I decided to stay at home and cook for the family. The process was fun but now I am just dead tired. I prepared a full-course meal for the five of us and I also did grocery shopping before that. So it really explains why I’m feeling so down right now.

I was only able to sleep at around 2 am last night. And I woke up at 3. Tried to sleep back. Woke up again at 5. Slept back. Woke up at 7 and gave up trying to have a good sleep. Probably because I spent the day before sleeping and doing nothign else after school.

Went to tuition at around 9.40 as soon as Najwa arrived. Class ended at around 5. Dropped Vivien at SS 2, reached home. Wanted to sleep but then my sister and brother wanted to go for a walk and get some groceries. That was when I decided to cook dinner. Walked to the shop, which was an ok-okay distance from home, and got all the groceries. Dad fetched us then from there.

So after a heavy load of grocery shopping, it was time to cook. Marinated the chicken. Sliced the spinach. Tore them into tiny pieces. Boiled them. Sliced the mushrooms into cubes. Made mushroom soup, while keeping close eye to the spinach from time to time. Grilled the chicken. Made the gravy. Prepared the spinach with butter and cheese. And not only was I doing it alone, I had to cook 2-3 courses at a time because I only started to cook at around 8.30 pm. Already very late for dinner. Finished the whole thing at 10. And du’oh after seeing and having to go through the whole process of making the food, I didn’t have the appetite to eat at all. But it was good. The soup could’ve been better. But I liked how the chicken was nicely cooked.

And now I am just too tired and down.

Eh wait, Tiya’s ringing me back! Yeay, girl talk time. Ciaociaociao ♥

Chickens.

Pah and Kira came over to study.

We did. A little.

Kira was funny because I had managed to find ‘mole’’s facebook and it’s just funny.

I learned a new place in the world called Karachi. Thanks to Kira’s ‘mole’. Another funny event was when Kira ran out of the door and we said our goodbyes and just then, we had realised, there was actually no one at the gate.

I had chicken for lunch. I shouldn’t have had chicken. I didn’t intend to have chicken. I don’t think I can ever be a vegan. It’s tough tough tough. It ain’t gonna work for me. But I can’t stand seeing chickens being killed. What would mother chicken feel seeing such incidents? Don’t ask me why I’m saying strange things, if you had a conversation with me yesterday, you’d know exactly what I’m saying. But Amanda says even if I don’t eat chicken, they’re still going to be killed. True enough, and I certainly am not able to run to a person and scream “Don’t kill the chickenns!”. Okay this is weird. But I can’t keep too many things inside anymore.

Right. Bye.

I’m going to play match-making now. Good luck Kira HAHA