Monday, December 17, 2007
I'VE MOVED!www.insanity-worths.blogspot.com
3:03 PM
Well, that's it. No more water supply from Malaysia.
Unless Hady's ASIAN IDOL album go triple-double platinum, and he earn enough to buy water for Singapore. Nonetheless, you make us all so damn proud of you, Hady. You shut all those critics who said Taufik should have went for Asian Idol instead of you. You widen the eyes of Malaysia, Vietnam, India, Philippines and Indonesia. You showed Asia what an ANAK MELAYU SINGAPURA can do. Baek ah. Taufik must be so proud of you.
In regards to that, i strongly think that it was a well-deserved win for Hady despite his non-committal performance compared to the likes of Jaclyn Victor and that Mike fella. Our second Singapore Idol sang the song originally composed by our First Singapore Idol, for the Asian Idol competition. Thus, it is truly a Singapore Idol spirit combined. And Taufik, in my eyes, could be World Idol. So clashed with a little guy called Hady Mirza, they blow the world into smithereens, faster than you can say "please-marry-me-Hady".
The look on the other Idol faces was simply priceless. Hady wasn't mentioned in the judges top choices. He didn't get praises like the rest did. It almost felt like Hady was back in Spore Idol auditions. But yet, he come out tops, (with the help of Allah Almighty, that's for sure. Entah2 die sembahyang hajat the day before kerrrrr...) so unexpected beyond we could imagine.
Yet i was reduced to tears to see Hady's unbelievable expressions (quite like Taufik's "WHY ME?" in the first round of Spore Idol during Season 1). Hady Mirza my man, push aside those criticisms, or simply take it in your stride. One thing's for sure, you're Asia's Idol now, so go kick some Europe asses!
Forgive me for thinking that Taufik would have done so much better. Well, though it's true, i guess i shouldn't have the thinking that Hady possibly can't do just as well. You proved me wrong and now, i so wished i could see Taufik's screaming down Congratulations to Hady from his block.
Ohh boy. And to think i forget all about Man U's 1-0 win against LIVERPOOL. =) My devils did their usual.
Oh bye. Gotta download Taufik's 'Berserah' right now.
12:48 AM
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Been long ain't it?
But i'm still alive and kicking, and head plentiful of ideas in this season to be jolly...trala-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! My blog is getting mundane and just plain boring that it irks even the owner itself. Which means me, by the way, in case you guys weren't paying attention because of the much disappointed match between Thailand and Singapore.
=(
If i had my way, i'd have march over to Thailand and cheer the Young Lions on, despite their lost. Those heartbreaking faces after the final whistle were enough to make me go weak in sympathies for their luck. But i thought they did great despite the absence of their captain. They fought bravely and they still held their heads high. I'm proud of you boys. MAJULAH SINGAPURA.
Yes, i noticed that it's Christmas nearing, not National Day. But you know how passionate and patriotic i get when it comes to soccer; or local soccer to be exact. If i don't support my fellow anak melayu Singapura, then who will? It's not my fault i find the whole Young Lions + plus some others who couldn't make it into the under-23 due to aging reasons (*grins*), a tad bit attractive. A Ridhuan or Baihakki, anyone?
And i'm aware that i could start off my entry with the most creative phrases and in the most interesting ways...but my sign off are always so...urm - abrupt. Well, i'm not in an essay competition of any sort, so that hardly bothers me. But being the avid writer that i am, i find it a disgrace that i can't end off my post just as fabulous as how i've started it. So here goes an interesting ending...
Kid baby, i love you. Please go to sleep.
Not that interesting in the public's eye, but oh well; will do for me. =)
1:04 AM
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
WILDCATS!
I am so so so so in love with High School Musical at this very moment.
And i predict i will still be for the next few weeks to come. I've got the soundtracks from the first and second musical replaying again and again like a freaking pantomime. I even had dreams of me and Zac Efron dueting on stage to 'Breaking Free'. Oh boy, i'm sure a changed woman to be having fantasies once again despite the shits i face everyday.
If i could trade my boyfriend with Troy Bolton, i'd do in a heartbeat. Okay, no. Kidding baby. I love you okay. As much as Ronaldo. Really really. =)
Somebody get me a WildCats jersey. And please, please, please...a Troy as well?
Not too much to ask is it?
FABULOUS.
1:55 AM
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
It's been weeks. Almost months.
And i admit that i'm guilty for not having muse to update this particular blog. It's not a simple case of writer's block; frankly, I have nothing better to do with my short, pathetic life. Infact, i've also realised recently that blogs serve basically no practical purpose. But neither does RnB music, pixi stix, Harry Potter or vampires...so you roughly know now that I have a rather comfortable relationship with useless things.
And if wondering, YES, that includes MY DARLING BOYFRIEND. =)
Things have been great so far. I love him even more than i ever did in our seven months together. There have been ups and downs which in turn gave us both a reason to squeeze each other's hand even tighter, while walking this route to complete adulthood. And though i've been crying a lot, the reality has dawned on me - love fills the air even stronger when both ego clashed.
I've always wondered why the simplest things make me cry, but when something big happens i just can't shed a tear. It's like when something huge happens i just shut down. Completely. I go numb. Pretty stupid huh? The world's biggest crybaby doesn't cry when she's supposed to. Nope, instead she lets her pain flow through the ink in her pen. Hidayah, you are pathetic.
On the other hand, i came upon a certain essay on fictionpress.com titled "On the Case of Unfemininity" written by a man that goes by the pen name "Aristotle's Second Coming."
Now if this essay possessed a more sardonic tone, I might just leave his chauvinism alone, for I am of the opinion that chauvinism is hilarious. Comedy relies on the absurd, you see. Ah well. I had to go back and read another one of this author's stories to figure out that his essay was a rather poor attempt at satire, and obviously his basic point was an attack on the rising "unfemininity" of women. (Feels good to once again be reviewing other author's work after not fondling with your keyboards for long, dun it?)
Oooh.
Did i say FONDLING?
Nad's enthusiasm must have caught up with me. Horny bitch.
Back to the above, i've got nothing to comment about the issue of unfeminity. The upshot of all this is rather simple. Any argument against modern feminism is based in ignorance and a lack of verifiable fact. Modern femininity is essentially a new incarnation of whoredom. Try. If you ask any man what he wants in a woman he'll say (after big breasts and great legs) "A girl that's nice.." And honestly, if girls can't figure out a way to be nice, well, i guess it's been a fun ride and all, but humanity is certainly doomed to extinction.
I'm sorry if i'm being the biggest attention whore you will ever have the displeasure to encounter, so kindly leave a tag to soothe my tattered ego. Call me a hypocritical prick or a variety of other unpleasant names. I won't cry. Much.
Promise promise.
12:11 AM
Monday, October 22, 2007
I'm still singing Di Pinggiran Aidilfitri.
Soon, Syawal will be over...and it'll be a long wait to the next joyous Hari Raya celebration. May all Raya be as happy as this year's. Amin.
I haven't been blogging because I'm back at DTE and since i miss my beanies so much, i'd rather be spending more time with them lovelies (plus additions to the family) then with this lil keyboard.
My writing spree would soon come back once i'm ready to face writer's block yet again.
For now, take care lambs, selamat hari raya. And look right and left when you cross the road.
*blow kisses*
11:33 PM
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Innalillah Wainnallilahiraji'un...Unexpected news could make you go so weak in the knees, you just feel like letting your delicate legs give way and crumble to the ground. Unexpected news would seem so hard to believe that even a few days after that, the shock would leave you with such a heavy-hearted grief.
Kid: Maner lah si jantan sundal nie. Kasi dia tgk...GSR i lagi lawa dari GSR dia tau. *irritatingly evil laughter*
Me: Takde pon b...dia off ker nyari.
*spots Baba*
Kid: BABA! Don maner sak? Tak kejer?
Baba: Don dah meninggal. *pause with nonchalant expression*
Kid: Sial ah kau. Tak baek sak. Betol2 lah. Maner Don?
Baba: Kau tak baca surat khabar per? Dier accident kan on Wed pat Bukit Timah dalam kul 3 pagi gitu. Tgh bawak pompan maner ntah. Skid abeh lose control, flung off the bike. Isi perut sumer terkeluar.
Kid: *shocked silent* Serious per.
Baba: Pehal nak maen2 kan. Gi carik suratkhabar Thursday ah. Aku tolong angkat sak mayat dier. Lemah sey aku dapat cam muker dier pat hospital.
Kid: Aku baru dtg sini last Friday jumpe dia sak.
Baba: Allah dah nak amek dia Kid, nak buat aper. Ade hikmah lagipun. Allah nak dia stop buat dosa2 dan maksiat2 yang dia buat selama nie.http://www.straitstimes.com/Latest+News/Singapore/STIStory_163992.htmlI swear my heart dropped.
That's like 2 fatal accidents of friends and acquantainces Kid and I knew, just this 2007 alone. And they never fail to bring me back to the incidents of two years ago. Of every single detail that happen and how it breaks me so bad, i never got over it til over a year ago. And although Don's death would never impact me so much like Zafer's did, it still turned my legs into jelly to hear the news. Kid and I just spoke to him a week back, and today...the guy is no longer here.
Dear Don, I'm gonna miss stepping into De Xing to hear you screaming "BILE NAK BAYA INSTALLMENT??" to Kid. I'm gonna miss you helping me to psycho Kid into getting a Super4 instead of a GSR. I'm gonna miss your winks and how you're always suggesting Kid to trade me with any other bike in that shop. I'm gonna miss your stupid little bikini calendars. I'm gonna miss your deliberate invitations to ride your bike. I'm gonna miss how you make Kid a punch bag everytime we meet. And i'm definitely going to miss FU 69.Ya Allah, kau ampunilah segala dosa-dosanya, dan ringankan lah azab api neraka yang bakal dia terima.
It opened our eyes a little wider (though i doubt mine could be any bigger than it already is) everytime, doesn't it? One moment you're joking and laughing around, and the next moment he's gone from this world.
Andai ku tahuKapan tiba ajalkuKu akan memohonTuhan jangan kau ambil nyawakuAku takut akan semua dosa-dosakuAku takut dosa yang terus membayangikuAndai ku tahu MalaikatMu kan menjemputkuIzinkan aku mengucap kata taubat padaMu..Selamat Hari Raya all.
*In Loving Memories, Muhammad Farhal Dominic Rappa a.k.a Don*
5:47 AM
