Wat a pathetic entry for a special date tat comes once every 4 years..
But I’m glad though tat I spent tis special day with special people in my life..
Went for PTI at Anwar’s school, then to VivoCity to do some grocery shopping with mum at Giant..
Wanted to spend it with another special person in my life..
In fact, I’ve already planned out something about a week ago for tis special day..
Oh well, perhaps in 4 years time..

The essence of a relationship..
The sacred trust..
Has been shattered..


All the laughter in the world..
Couldn’t fill the void in my heart..

My V Day roses..
Wilted..
Lifeless..

Jus disposed of it minutess ago..
But the love, will continue to bloom..
Like the words I received on tat day..


Dear Sweetheart

My love for you is here to stay
My thoughts are with you night and day.
Our loving hearts entwined together
Bringing true love that will last forever.

I love you.

P.S. I love u too..

GIS module is totally making me go crazy..
I’m still doing one of the assignment at tis hour..
An assignment which is due at 6pm later today..
And I’m still cracking my brain for answers..

Recess week coming up..
But it’s not as exciting as it sounds..
To me..
A break from lectures and tutorials for a week..
Dun need to wake up early and rush to class..
Tat sounds great..
But meetings, projects, assignments, readings..
I tink I’d rather sit in for lectures..

And I’ve been coughing like non-stop ever since I got back from school..
Thanx to the sour skittles I guess..

Back to GIS..
Ggrrr...

Woke up tis morning with a jolt..
Dreamt tat it was monsters from outer space, trying to eat me alive, and making strange buzzing sounds while they did..
But then it turned out to be my alarm clock..
Ok, lame..

My body temperature shot up again..
Had to skip school today..
My head was spinning as I walked to the toilet to shower..
But I forced myself..
Felt so weak when I stood under the water..
Can’t stand it anymore, like literally can’t stand..
So closed the tap and get dressed, and went back to bed..
Granny was asking me so many questions, but I didn’t have the energy to shout back the answers to her..
When she came in again, I suppose to ask me more question, I heard her say..
“Lah, dah mandi pun bole tido balik budak nie”
I deliberately close my eyes so she won’t ask me more qns..
Haha..

And I finally get to watch the movie, P.S. I Love You..
Watched it with my dear yesterday evening..
15 minutes into the show, I could actually hear some sniffing noise coming from the person sitting next to me..
The whole row was empty, so it wasn’t tat difficult to guess where those sniffing noise came from..
Hehe..

Despite whatever negative comments some people have about the movie, I tink it is a good movie..
Call me mushy, sappy or whatever there is..
Like as if I care..

But I tink it’ll be a much better movie if the main character was someone else..
Not tat I dun like Hilary Swank or don’t believe in her acting ability, she’s got a few Oscars after all..
On the whole, I enjoyed the movie..

P.S. I Love You

Are we not supposed to drink coffee right after medication?
I’m feeling kind of worse than before I took the syrup and the pill..

My head is like being squeezed by 2 Goliath’s hands..
My chest feels tight..
My stomach has got this weird sensation..
And goosebumps all over my body..

I shall not drink coffee after taking medicines..
Irregardless of whether my condition now is due to the coffee, or not..

I was on my way home from Queensway with my younger brother..
When my phone rang, and it was a call from Ayu..
With a worried-shaky kind of voice, she told me my brother fell down his bike..
I went like, “WHAT!?! SO WHERE’S HE NOW? IS HE OK? IS HE BADLY INJURED ? BLAH BLAH BLAH”

I was bluhdy worried la..
Then she said he’s got a few deep cuts, abrasions here and there and his right leg couldn’t move..
Tat instance, I saw a cab coming towards me and immediately hailed it without tinking..
Asked Ayu where he was, and head down right away to Pizza Hut Bukit Merah..

Make the cab driver wait for me while I go fetch him from the office..
Wanted to go hospital straight away but he said he’s fine..
Jus needed some cleaning so we decided to go to the clinic near our house..

Upon reaching the clinic, the service was so farked-tup la..
I opened the door for my brother, and it was so obvious he was in pain la..
Then I went over to the counter and said,
“I wanna register for my brother.”
They simply nod, and continue doing their work..
Didn’t even say hold on a minute..
I stood there for a whole 10 minutes, glancing at my bro from time to time, with him giving me the “im-in-bloody-pain-here-so-do-something” look..
Then asked my younger brother to check out if the other clinic is open, and it is, so we made our way there, without uttering a single word to them..

Then at the other clinic..
It was much worst la..
But we did manage to register without much wait..
Then the doctor came out and said something like tis..
“Young man, why are you here?”
My response to tat was “Duuhh”, which came out a bit too loud..
He glanced at me, then continue asking..
“Which doctor do you usually go to? What do you need here? I’m going off already lah”
Then I look at the operation hours, and it closes at 9pm on weekdays, and I said tat aloud..
Coz it was only about 7.45pm..
Then he went in and mumbled something, which I couldn’t hear..
His tone was so like really asking for a smack on his face la..
I was so mad already with the way he talked to us..
My brother, was already furious too..
Then he stood up, shouted “CANCEL MINE AH” and walked away..

The services here are so farked-tup!!
I’ve never use such words before..
But they’re practically asking for us to holler it out right at their face..

The most important thing now is tat my brother is fine..
Alhamdulilah..

I bought a pair of skinny jeans for my younger brother jus now..
And he really look like a “matrep” in it..
Which is wat i have been calling him ever since i made the payment for it..

And at tis very moment, I’m feeling so sleepy..
Probably coz I jus ate the medicines i got from school's clinic jus now..
Guzzled down my cough syrup and unwillingly stuffed the flu pill down my troat, which I know is like very small..
But I’ve got to stay awake..
Econs tutorial tmr, and I have to prepare for it..

“Mum! Can I have a cup of coffee..”

Toodles..

Why can't people jus stop bothering with my life..
GOD!!
I dun understand wat's there to be so envious about my life!

Get a life..
Ur own life..
And stop messing with mine..

Tis is one of the most boring weekend for me..
Was down with a fever on Friday nite..
First temperature check was 37.7°C..
Second one was 38.6°C..
And my whole body was burning..

As a result, did nothing over the weekend..
Wanted to catch up on some readings, but my head simply refuse to cooperate..
So lied down with the excruciating pain all day long..
Watching dvds..

Movie marathon..
Haven’t been doing tat for quite some time..
First movie was The Butterfly Effect..
Followed by Prince and Me 1 & 2..
Clueless..
Day After Tomorrow..
And finally Nana Tanjung 2.

Hope my fever will get better by tonite..
But I dunno..
After receiving a message..
One which i totally did not expect to receive anymore..
My temperature could just escalate again..

One fine morning..
Along a road-side, somewhere in Buona Vista..





All the best..

26 more hours to go!!!

Relax ar Nisah!!

My lovely Saturday..
Started with a very late lunch @ Arab Street..
The meal was very pricey and the quantity was so little..



From the pictures below, it's so obvious which is mine and which is his meal..




Then we made our way to Terminal 3..




And finally to National Museum..
To enjoy the nite breeze..

The Malay Marriage Mess

Someone sent me this email..
So i'm sharing it with everyone..

The Malay Marriage Mess
3 Main Reasons Why Malay Couples Are Doomed From the Start
In my first year of secondary school, a teacher made a very racist comment that I will never forget. Stepping into class one morning, he asked:“Boys, do you know what's the difference between a Chinese lady, an Indian lady and a Malay lady?”
The whole class looked at each other, puzzled beyond comprehension. What has this got to do with Geography? The teacher looked around for a minute or two, anticipating a glimpse of anyone who might put up his hand. But none did so he went on,
“Well boys, listen carefully. A Chinese lady, will not care if her man is handsome or does not have a good character. As long as he has money.
An Indian lady, will not care if her man is handsome or has no money. As long as he has good character.
A Malay lady, will not care if her man has no money or character. As long as he is handsome.”
In Victoria, the Malay student population then was comparatively small, especially so in my class. All four of us Malay boys looked at each other nervously after that short remark, shrugged it off and just got back towork. We didn't bother to protest because the teacher's known to skilfullyrepel any opposition to his words. He's after all, a grand old man of 65 at that time.
The teacher has since passed on. But his words linger in my mind to this very day. Not because they were extremely racist, but because till now I still wonder if there just might be some element of truth to what he said 13 years ago.
Could my teacher's short parable be the answer as to why so many of our Malay marriages are doomed right from the start? Well, I wouldn't know. I may be Malay but I'm no woman. Only they have the answer to that.
What I do know is that the Malay matrimonial scene is in a wreck. Percentage wise, we have the highest divorce rate here in Singapore – yetanother notorious title. If you have four Malay wedding invitations on anygiven Sunday, you can be sure that one of them will end in a divorce. It is that bad.
So what is it that Malay couples are doing wrong that other races are getting right? Is it because of the lack of religion knowledge, like so many of these 'Ustazs' are claiming? If the answer lies in appreciating Islam, why then are non-Muslim couples fairing better than us?
The answer is more universal and less cryptic. Malay Marriage Mess is happening due to these 3 main reasons.
Standards Set By Malay Women
I will most probably come under heavy fire for this, but I will say itanyway. One of the reasons why our marriages fail is that most Malay women fall in love way too easily.
Although I would disagree with my late teacher about the “as-long-as-he's-handsome” part, I do admit that most Malay women will develop a liking for a guy as long as she finds him “nice”.
The process in which a Malay woman falls in love is noticeably less complicated than that of other races and is due mainly to our culture. Malays are generally brought up and trained to never look at a person'swealth or status as a measure of a man. We have been told since young that this is wrong and that a person should only be judged by how polite, religious and respectful he is towards his folks. That, according to our elders, is the key to happiness.
The cultural stigma remains till this very day. When a Malay girl brings home a guy to meet her parents, little is asked of his financial positionand education. The focus will be on how religious or polite he is. It does not matter very much if the guy has been an academic failure all his life or does not hold a very stable career. As long as he is “nice”.
This criteria would have been fine for choosing a wife. But the fact is, a husband – leader and main breadwinner, has to be chosen with a more stringent criteria other than just being religious or “nice”. Too many families have collapsed because of economically dysfunctional husbands whose salaries cannot keep up with the changing times. Being “nice” will not pay the bills nor tuition for the kids 15 years down the road.
Be like the weaver bird. The reason why male weaver birds are such strongagile creatures is because the females of the species demand a lot from themales. Before a female would agree to mate, she will demand to look at the nest which he has built. If the nest is not up to her standard, she wouldsimply fly off in search of another mating partner. As a result male weaver birds evolve strongly and are one of the most revered birds in the animal kingdom.
Similarly, Malay women must collectively set a much higher standard for their men. For when they do, the heat will be upon us to improve economically and socially. As a result, the entire community improves. It just takes that change of mindset.But for now, plenty of Malay men are still slacking and taking their future very lightly. Why bother? They know they will be able to find a wife one day anyway. All you need to be is just “nice”.
Short Courting Period
The issue of Malays marrying early is not an alien one. It has receivedspecial mention by a very concerned Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew quite some time back. The concept is actually very simple – young couples are simply not equipped to handle a family. Everyone understands that.
But I would like to zoom in on the definition of “marrying early” from another perspective – courting period.
Malay couples generally make the decision to get married very early on intothe relationship. Usually within a year of knowing each other, a commitmentwould have been made to start a family. I personally know of a friend whosegotten married to a man she's known for only eight months! Needless to say, that marriage is now on the rocks. I pray that they ride out the storm.
Once again, it's a cultural phenomenon. Malay elders frown on long courting periods and marriage is usually pressured upon once a man and woman is known to like each other. The derogatory term that they use for couples that have been long together without marrying is “pengantin basi” (stalenewly-weds). Having a “pengantin basi” in the family is considered to be a social embarrassment and should be avoided.
I am a strong believer in the concept that a person's true colours can only be seen either after 12 months or after a major quarrel – whichever comesearlier. Before this period, not everything you see is what you will get asinitial pretences will take a while to dismantle. There will probably never be any hard data to conclude this theory. But then again, life's most complicated concepts are usually built on none.
Malay couples must extend their courting time longer and get to know eachother better before making that big decision. This is essential to avoiding any bad surprises long after the wedding drums have fell silence. After all, “differences in personality” is cited as the number one reason whyMalay couples divorce. Perhaps they should have just waited that 12 months.
Financial Delinquency
I am not sure where it comes from, but it seems that more Malay women today are demanding that their men be driving cars.
Has it not occurred to them that everybody can drive a car today? It's justa matter of whether you want to or not ever since the $0 down payment rule was implemented. Any chap who can make the monthly payments will have the “luxury” of a vehicle in his hands – even someone who earns $800 a month sweeping the roads.
A car does not equate to being successful anymore. It just means that youare having a hefty debt . Unfortunately a lack of financial intelligence inthe Malay community has given rise to misconceptions such as these. Middle class symbols such as cars, cards and fancy electronic goods are now a must-have to show people that you “have arrived”. Most cannot wait to pay for it in cash, taking huge loans in the process.
Needless to say, this financial attitude has given rise to a host of social problems within the Malay community. According to a recent statistic fromMUIS, applicants for “zakat” (alms given by the public) this year has risendramatically – most of them coming from young males in their twenties. How are males like these supposed to raise happy and contented families?
The matter of fact is simple. You marry someone who is financiallydelinquent, you will bear the consequences. You insist on a man who drives, you build a family saddled with debt right from the start. Remember wellthat “money problems” has been cited as the second leading cause of divorce amongst Malays. The awareness of financial delinquency is essential to keeping our Malay families happy.
I am glad to say that all my university friends, despite commanding the salaries that they have, are still sticking to public transport or using car sharing services like those offered by NTUC when a vehicle is needed. It is better to be flush with cash rather than one who drives but counts every penny like a pauper. Perhaps this is the attitude that we need to emulate. Else it could just make us another digit in the divorce statistics.

A penny for ur thoughts??

Watched a movie with Diana yesterday..
And tat was the first time I cried in a cinema..
Ok, not exactly cry, but more like tears welling up in my eyes..
A few drops did overflow, but to avoid from being seen, especially by that person sitting beside me and being mocked at later, I jus leave it and let it dry on its own..
It was dark anyway..
Haha..

The movie was based on a best-selling novel by Khaled Hosseini..
About friendship..
Between 2 boys growing up in Afghanistan..
But the bond between them broke because of Amir’s cowardice when he did nothing to stop his fren from being raped..

I always love reading novels about such issues ..
There’s so many issues in common with the books tat I’ve read..
Like stoning in public for adultery..
Soldiers raping a man’s wife (though in tis movie, he wasn’t successful)
Clashes among different groups..
But it’s totally different on pages and on screen..

And the beauty of the landscape..
Very stunning..
Breath-taking..
But I was told it was filmed in China, and not Kabul..
Which made me feel cheated..

Nevertheless, I’d say Kite Runner is definitely a must watch movie..

Thereafter, met Aishah and Hafiz at Plaza Singapura for dinner..
After walking past numerous food outlets, we decided on Swensen’s, which was actually our first suggestion, but the guy, who was the only guy among us, made us went all the way down to the basement and back up to Swensen's..

We had lots and lots and lots of laughter over dinner..
Since people say picture speaks a thousand words..
I’ll jus let the pictures do the talking..

Thanx Aishah for the gifts..

I was browsing thru frenster, and reading one of the discussion topic in taufik batisah’s group profile..
The topic: Do you think Taufik has a galfren?

And one of the post was:
Heard for someone that he going to engagement what...he got a girlfriend..Her mum intro one nice girl to him...Then i think that gurl with him lah...I think onli...If u don't knw right...Just tell Taufiq batisah if he got a gf on his own mouth...

Couldn’t prevent myself from bursting with hilarity..
I din change any bit of it ok..
I simply copy and paste
*sighs*
I sympathize her English teacher..

I haven’t been updating my blog for quite some time..
But I remember clearly tat my counter was definitely below a thousand..
And, it seems like I’ve been getting lots of clicks since then..
Didn’t know people were so “interested”..
Why the “...”??
I guess Diana will understand it jus by glancing at it..
Coz she’s super good at sarcasm..
Haha..
Dun get mad Diana, I’m speaking the truth.. Ahha..

School’s been rather hectic..
Hence the reason for not updating tis page here..
Reading’s starting to pile up, assignments practically being tossed over to us..
It’s crazy..
But’s its too boring to be discussed about..

Watched 27 Dresses just now..
I feel it’s more like a watch-it-with-ur-girlfriends kind of movie rather than ur partner..
The movie was somewhat predictable..
But nonetheless, it was a lovely romantic comedy..
Or maybe coz I love the main character, Katherine Heigl, from the TV series “Grey’s Anatomy”
So tat’s why I kind of enjoyed the movie..
She’s one of those actresses who can be gorgeous and funny at the same time..

Oh, and one of my fren told me tat she watched Season 5 of One Tree Hill online..
And tat very night, Tuesday nite to be more exact, I watched all the four episodes tat has been uploaded..
Told myself to watch only 2 episodes max, since I’ve got a morning class on Wednesday..
But jus couldn’t stop myself..
As a result of tat, almost dozed of during tat Wed morning lecture..
Oh wait, I tink I did.. ahha..
Jus hurry up and finish the whole season on TV, and release the DVD..
I’m definitely gonna get the DVD when it’s out..
And watch it all over again..
I so love One Tree Hill..