Il Ham Mai Hum

Monday, April 30, 2007

Your manners are an eye irritant, your attitude an eyesore but hell you're still my eye candy.

Okay that was really random. My day was usual today. Nothing special really happened. Well there was something special. Syera brought her songbook and gave me a look see into some of her masterpieces (COUGH! COUGH!). Her songs were really great. Had a lot of depth and feeling into it eventhough they were all...emo. Haha. But they were really good seriously. If only I could like snip off a few to strum a few chords into them to make a really nice emo song. Lolol. So after going through some of her songs, I got all jealous cos I couldn't write songs like her and emo cos her songs were emo that I didn't talk to her for the rest of the day. Okay just kidding.

Hmm maybe I'll give this song writing a go. Ahem ahem. It might suck but who the fuck cares ya? You no likey, you fuck offey. XD

I'm tired.

Waking up in the morning,
to children running about all screaming.
Chaos wrecked the household,
like a cyclone from the threshold.

Journey was a blur,
I'm running really late,
buzzing around in the rush hour
but oh shit I forgot to shower.

I'm tired.
Cant you tell that I'm asleep?
You're down here talkin to me while I'm somewhere counting sheep.
I'm tired.
Now I'm feeling really sick.
Someone don't aggravate me or I'm gonna cap some bitch.

Okay I just cant do this. Maybe I'll just leave it up to Syera to write them lyrics.

Now where's my guitar............

ilham26 @ 8:01 pm
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Saturday, April 28, 2007

So someone called me a Melodramatic Fool....

Something to get them brain juices out.

To join drama, something that I've always wanted to do since young. My passion for it fueling the intent like some kind of aphrodisiac for aspiration. Dedication, or rather, future dedication catalysed by the burning flame of interest that I had held since my first glimpse of theatre art. Act 3, Disney, drama from that particular theatre behind the old National Library. Coming together to cement themselves deep in my vast crevices of interests. Alas opportunities did not arise when I felt ready to grasp the art of self expression through a character's shoes. Some did rise up but due to my ever fickle minded immature mentality of before, priorities were not prioritised, distracted by acts of stupidity and childishness that lured me away from where my true interests lie. Too bad for the old I say but things do happen for a reason. Experience experienced through experience which leaves my mind complete and satisfied on that particular way of life. Grasping this opportunity by the shackles, I will not waste my time procrastinating and lazing around. You only have 2 lives to live and I intend to live both to the fullest. (Once I get to that second life then happy already la...heaven XD )

I don't think I made much sense with the paragraph above. Well thats random mind blabber for you.

In much more technical and 'realitified' terms, I am happy that I joined drama. I really enjoyed my first session..lesson?? and would be really looking forward to more. Fueling my lust for more drama. HAHAHA. Things won't seem very merry in the later stages but hey, life isn't without hardships. It just depends on the way you look at it and now my current hardship is my pending first time assignments. Deadline next week and tomorrow to finish. To procrastinate or to change is the question asked and the answer to be given in due time.

Plus a touch of fan-girling and happy squeaks.

I GOT MY BLACK STRAIGHT-CUT-TAPERED JEANS TODAY AND THEY LOOK GREAT!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE(my squeaky joy of happiness) XD

ilham26 @ 11:02 pm
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Friday, April 27, 2007

And the pendulum sways...

(This post's paras are in diff colours so you wont get bored reading XD)

Things have been going great. Fine really. Waking up in the mornings to the fresh fresh scent of...you know that kind of smell when you wake up, shouting parents, arguing siblings. Feeling the COLD COLD shower on your skin while you're half awake, packing up books that you aren't sure that you would use, carrying around a 3kg+ (thank you dear laptop) bag around, up and down the bus, the MRT, sitting in a cold ass lecture theatre while listening to yapping adults (your dear lecturers)...yap, finding out that lunch is...nasi padang, nasi padang, nasi padang, mac, dragging that heavy 3kg+ (thanks again dear laptop) bag up and down the MRT and bus. Oh yes, things HAVE been going great.

Now now, I'm not being sarcastic. I've really been enjoying my poly life. Well, the first 2 weeks of it that is. Being to a new place, meeting new people, studying in a new environment..it really tickled the orphans. But once you've discovered almost everything that has to be discovered, know the new people well enough to call them your friends or acquaintances, discovered THAT THE FREAKING CANTEENS HAS ONLY ONE FREAKING HALAL STALL THAT SERVES ONLY MALAY FOOD!!..okay and maybe prata too and that the new stuff that you are learning right now isn't really your cup of tea, it really takes that feeling of excitement to go to school out of you.

I'm not complaining, I really love it here and I could really see myself spending the next 3 years of my life typing out java, counting binary, learning english in TECHNICAL terms, listening to some lecturer who talks like he's about to tell you off and poking Oon Pei on the shoulder..everyday. hah. But as the pendulum finishes its first..what do you call that....oh fuck physics. ahem ahem. But as the pendulum finishes its swaying to the right, it'll start swaying to the opposite direction and for me right now, it has just stopped swaying to its right. Uhuh.

Well what I'm saying is that. I miss the guys. My mates, the lads, my members. Those bunch of clowns that I always hang out with. Just lepaking around, having a smoke (well maybe not me), chit-chatting, telling jokes, laughing out loud without a care in the world, playing football, scolding Bern for his crap passes, getting scolded for MY crap passes, gulping down H-two-O isotonic drink, listening to each other's weird ass but funny ringtones, talking about girls, talking about girls, talking about...girls, fucking Bern off when he starts relating every non-sexual thing to sex, relating every non-sexual thing to sex, watching everyone's reaction when one of us discovers porn in another one's phone, seeing the excited and curious expressions while they all crowd around that poor soul just to catch a glimpse of "a some some" (I can't really say that I'm not totally innocent, I don't watch it at will, just seizing the moment thats all...XD...but I would not be one in the crowd nowadays la. I do respect the woman's bodeh.)

Sometimes I feel that want my old schooling life back. Going into class acting as if I'm being missed, calling Weiboon 'Shrek', sleeping and trying to deny it when I'm caught, burning my finger hair with a lighter, calling Nancy 'tengkorak' (skeleton), making Shahilala say 'SHIT LA YOU ILHAM!', getting punched all the time by Lance, lepaking like a bunch of idiots after eating during recess, making ah fong explode, getting told off by Gill for not doing my humanities homework and getting sent out of the class to finish it but instead me and the usual ones would just go and sleep and many more.

I want another chalet like the one in January. You guys can't deny that it WAS a big hit. From the DELICIOUS chicken seasoning that I and Nancy made, lying around like a bunch of stoned dopes smoking the sheesha, playing football like there's no tomorrow, running out from the jacuzzi just because someone pee-ed in it, not getting back into the jacuzzi just because there's a frog in it, playing football again like there's no tomorrow, drenching the whole chalet from out water bomb fight, dark room bashing, looking at the guys drink whiskey and getting drunk (neh not me I'm religious).

If any of you 4e1s or the malay guys who I hang out with are reading this, I miss you guys. If any of you MIT 0705 peeps are reading this, don't get disheartened. I love you guys too...its just that...picture a scenario where one just broke up with one's girl but fancies another girl but at the same time misses his ex girlfriend. Okay that's so weird.

Okay I think this is long enough. Carol u better enjoy this! XD

ilham26 @ 7:08 pm
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Thursday, April 26, 2007

It takes a little phone call to make the medicine go down.

Yes just one phone call and all is well. Oh how do the simple things solve the such...unsimple things. Yeah.
And yes people I made it into drama. Not a surprise to SYERA since she keep saying that I'm such a dramatic person. I think thats all.

I GOT INTO DRAMA!

I don't really have much in my mind now. So till next time XD

FUCK CHELSHIT FUCK BITCH DOG SHIT FUCK BOLLOCKS CUNT TOSSER BITCH AAAAAAAH!!!!

ilham26 @ 8:41 pm
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Monday, April 23, 2007

You may be good at the language, but you are bad with words.

It dawned upon me. The way that I had been acting, the way that I have treated someone and now I feel guilty. Guilty as I had been punished. The kind when you knew you were doing something really wrong, knowing that the punishment would come sooner or later but you still carried on, pushing the limit, pushing your luck. It struck me like a thunderbolt, an infinite pound bullet train slamming into you at breakneck speed, a heavily armed tank dropping on you right out from the sky. But there is nothing worse than the guilt. The guilt of being greedy, the guilt of thinking too far. I feel like the dirty mistress who was discovered but eventually dumped. The feeling of nothingness, emptyness, like everyone scorns at you for doing that great big sin.

Letting my mouth to always do the talking. Too much talking. My mouth is and has forever been my one true weakness. Along with my one true strength. I tried from before to change, to reverse this habit that I have put myself into but unfortunately to no avail. To the change in attitude, for one day it will bring me down.

They say teen love never lasts. They got it wrong. Love do last but in different circumstances. Not every story has a happy ending. Neither do they have a sad ending too. It's always the middle, where both parties will part towards their own paths. It's hard. To see one get hurt, to see one cry. One can never be certain. Only time will tell.

It is a time for change. Spiritually, mentally, physically, psychologically. Change in character, change in the ways of life. Connected more to religion, to family, as they are the only ones who would be with me till time stops. For me. It's time to change, to be a different person. People may not like it. Characteristics of the old will still be there, there would be no two persons but there will be one new person.

It is time to end all problems. I'm not like this. It isn't my way of life. To be depressed and sad day in day out. No one knows, no one will ever know. Thanks to this rock hard wall that was set up subconsciously. It can never be broken down. Unless I break down. Yes it is a time for change. To repent the sins, to seek forgiveness, from the almighty, from the ones affected. I'm sorry.
This is only stage one in the theatre of change.

my heart shattered when you uttered those words...

ilham26 @ 8:01 pm
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Sunday, April 22, 2007

It just turned Zhuhur and I haven't even bathed.

Sorry for changing my blog song for the umpteenth time. Well sorry to the ones who actually listen to the songs. For the ones who simply press the pause button the minute they enter my blog, up yours.

Things have been hectic, chaotic and all the other tics you could think up of this past week. I'm here to iron things out, make them clear for you. I don't need sympathy, just an open ear and mind to absorb these ramblings of mine.

1) School. Poly life. Yes I do love it as I have said time and again. But having 8am-5pm days after a 5 month break which was mostly spent shaking my leg in front of the com has made a great shock to my system. No more late nights on the phone. It's not that I don't want to but it's just that my body doesn't allow it.

2) If you are reading this as I hope that you do. I need time to think. I need space. I hope things will get back to normal but hope will not help anything. I'm at a split. A crossroads with my eyes being blinded by the fog that covers the ends.
It has only been a week and things have got to this. What else in the future? Will it be worse? It was my fault. Being impatient. I'm not regretting. I'm just worried. Thats all.

3) Maybe I'm just tired. Both physically and mentally. Like I said it's been a shock to my system and I hope I can cope soon.

Okay enough with the emo.
Presenting...MADINA. My new, first and beloved lappy XD

Its not Fujitsu...its FujitZU'. XD

Keep silent while you take in HER majesty and beauty.

I LOVE YOU MADINA! XD XD

ilham26 @ 1:05 pm
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Saturday, April 21, 2007

You are an extrovert...and it sucks...sometimes.

Happy, jokes, smiling. Every single day. No fail. You tend to want to bright up people's lives. You do not like glum faces, silence and overall boredom. You are lame but you are funny. You make people laugh. You brighten up everyday life.

But what about yours?

So full of shit. Problems left right and centre. People say that the noisiest people are the one with the most problems. Hard to believe at first. But now? You come home tired. People shouting here and there like it's world war 3 at home. That someone special isn't happy. Being sarcastic. Affecting your mood. You are too tired to do anything. To do work. You just want to lose yourself into something. Music maybe. Computer. You play it but some people aren't happy. So where can you run off to now?

But no one will ever know this as you build up this wall that separates your interior. The exterior? This forever happy child. And it just keeps getting worse everyday...

I had a drama introductory class. Its great. Great seniors, great activities, great everything. Wednesday is my real auditions. Looking ahead, I WILL do anything to get into this cca. ANYTHING. Maybe even cap a bitch =P.

Sarcasm can really be a bitch sometimes...

ilham26 @ 9:25 pm
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Thursday, April 19, 2007

It's been a roller coaster ride.

And yes school has be great. Just great. From the train rides to the lectures to the tutorials and labs and walking around that great big campus and choosing my CCA and many more.

But the one that trumps it all. Shariffa(miss) Shariffa Syahira Chishty. Only viewed as a classmate once before. BEFORE. BEFORE we realised we went to the same kindergarten. BEFORE we realised that we were in the same class. BEFORE we realised that...we were ex-classmates. What a total coincidence. I'm still reeling from the flabbergast that I suffered from finding out. Total utter wicked coincidence and to think it all started from a talk about a camp she went to last time.

Back home. Photo albums thrown open. And there she was. In that class photo. Of K2. Nice. Nice on how could I have had a fellow friend totally erased from my memory. Total nice.

I must stop. Stop on all the crap. Stop this over excessive use of jokes. I feel that I AM annoying and yes I am. So I must stop.

Oh ya. It just feels non-existent these days.

ilham26 @ 9:49 pm
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Monday, April 16, 2007

Give me the peace...and joy in your mind.

On second thought, I don't need it as I do already have the peace and joy in my mind which is derived from the very EXCITING AND DELIGHTFUL AND SUPERCALAFREGELISTICESPIALIDOCIOUS (outrageously wrong spelling but WHO CARES?). It was incredibly superb. A great way to start the year, a great way to start a 3 year long period of tertiary education and a superb way to...start school la.

It started with me thinking I would get to yio chu kang mrt station at 730 on time when I leave my house at 6.45 but no! My timing failed me again and there I was getting scolded by my dear 'boss' and 'mother' and the all other freaky little things that I refer to as my classmates. OKAY JUST KIDDING. The first lesson was the complimentary Personal Development lesson. Was lucky enough to have an interesting lecturer. Not your oh-so-typical board writing, talking to self, lecturer. I was asked to introduce myself and I foolishly tried to make a joke of me liking to eat Cheese Prata. It totally backfired on me and now my new nickname is "CHEESE PRATA!" no thanks to Xiang Yun the manga freak and 'sister' la.

Next was supposed to be a selfstudy lesson but with nothing to study by ourselves with...what else did it turn out into...FREE LESSON! Had my nasi padang (field rice. lol) brunch and then proceeded to the atrium to look at my future lovelies. Laptops daa... ahem must psycho my mom for $2400+++ =)
After that Phillip wanted to look for the sports complex but it was oh-so-hot and I was sweating like a dog..which ironically...dogs dont sweat. Dogs are weird la. Cats and penguins rule. XD

Had our Object Orientated Programming lesson next. Kenduri-ed outside the tutorial room as we were early and realised that Yana thought of sex as addictive and Syera...NICE. hahaha. They we're fooled la so can't really blame them =)
We were BLESSED with this outrageously funny and humorous...and lame (sometimes) lecturer. I mean blessed as he made the dull and heavy duty lesson into some fun and exciting one. Like learning english...oh english..I miss you my love =(.

Had to do some java stuffs and I got it all correct on my first try. The future is really looking bright. That can't be said though for other people but I'm always here to help. If I know la.
Next was the Computer Organisation & System module? IM SO LOVING THAT SUB!!! or module...which ever tickles your orphans. Building a computer? Dream come true. Yes yes I AM a nerd thank you very much.

Our class was released early so a handful of us went out to eat lunch at KFC. Wanted pizzahut but 'mother' said she wanted KFC. 'mother' say, we follow or get caned. Scary shit I tell ya.
And once again sorry to...the ones who matter for being so totally over la today. Promise to be toned down tomorrow. But it doesn't mean the jokes will stop la :). I think Syera's cold arabian stare is starting to really affect me O__o.

Cheers. And maybe I'll smoke Jojo (my shisha) tonight. I miss that little dearie.

ilham26 @ 7:45 pm
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Sunday, April 15, 2007

To put the issue in a football manager's perspective.

You lost the signing of the player you wanted ages ago but the opportunity popped up recently. You fought hard, tried to win the player over with your talks on the future and a place he'll play. You poured out your heart and soul..and cash to sign him. You waited for the acceptance of the bid, the contract discussions, the player's decision and the work permit application and finally after such a long hard wait, you got your man.

Things worked out well and has been working out well for you. His playings superb, team work and work rate unquestionable. You thought you would never have to sign another player after this.

But one day after attending a youth tournament. Another one caught your eye. Slick moves, slick passing, slick everything. A 'one for the future' player in your perspective. But to sign him would mean selling another player due to your tight restrictions on the wage budget. And the worse part, he plays in the same position as the player you've just signed. A dilemma for you. You have no heart, no mind and absolutely no reason to sell that player. But you've sort of fell in love (not the gay kind mind you), with the other one. Worse comes to worse, if he isn't signed soon, he might be snatched up by another club.

I pity that manager. =)

Speaking of FOOTBALL,

WHAT THE FUCK was yesterday's performance man. It bored me to death. Well to sleep la. I slept through the match. 1st time in like HOW MANY THOUSAND YEARS. And it wasn't because I was sleepy, it's because I was BORED. Oh well. A draw is better than nothing in those circumstances.

I was trying to do a Fergie but ended up in my bloated goldfish mode =)

ilham26 @ 9:21 am
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Friday, April 13, 2007

The Birthday of the Greatest Woman On Earth.

Blessed to be calling this woman my mother, or mama as I call her. Being at the age of 47 from this day, I thank god that I still have a mother. What's more, one with a modern way of thinking and mentality. Not your old school kampung kind. No. One that is fully aware of both local and international happenings, educated and understanding. Eventhough we do fight on numerous occasions, eventhough sometimes I do...'scold'...her behind her back, I still love her more than any being on this planet. That brings me to not understand why does the western world sometimes scorn on mothers. Picture them as the devil sometimes or one that brings all evil. That I will never understand. But whatever it is, Happy Birthday Ma. =).

I don't know why people find it weird that I am a wee bit pious in my religion. I mean, they seem surprised when I say I pray, they make faces when I say I regret missing my prayers, some even make encouraging gestures to me to not be as religious. Why? Is it some sort of trend to not be religious during these times? Sometimes I wish that I was born during the times when one's attitude to religion is unquestionable. Less distractions, easier to get to heaven. And to think that some people find it 'kental' or lame to be as religious.

I love my class, I can't wait for school. To get out of this 5 month period degeneration is pure bliss and yet 2 days stand between boredom and eden. Yes some say that you would want holidays during school but would want school during holidays. 5 months of leg shaking at home is enough for me. More then enough. Too much of a good thing is a bad thing but 5 months of a good thing is worse. My class, made up of different types of people. But I love every single one of them. Well I do have preferences though but hey, they show good spirit and potential to be as great as 4e1 and I really can't wait to see them again this Monday but right now, sorry to you guys and especially to Syera if I go too far with my jokes. I like to make people laugh but then my mouth may get a little overboard sometimes and it may prove to be my downfall. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings la. =).

I went out with Lance after class just now. Class. IVE STARTED SCHOOL YAY. CLASS. I CAN FINALLY SAY THAT I HAVE CLASS. okay sorry for the fan girling.

Miss that bitch la. Its been a long time since we last lepak-ed. He went wild in GAP and that was it. Still it was nice to go around orchard doing some clothes shopping. I bought me my old chang kee and was happy. :) THANKS FOR THE AUNTIE ANNE'S!

Oh and congrats!! to that certain sotong in getting selected for the cambridge THINGY. You deserve it love ;).

Liverpool. 4-0 on aggregate. I love you. FUCK CHELSHIT =).

Oh and one more thing. While I was taking a crap just now, I realised that my stomach is fat. EWWW. Thank you so much 3 straight breakfasts of MAC.

I soooo nailed that "abang-abang" look =D
That's faris aka jimmy neutron the gay ass porn star =)

ilham26 @ 8:26 pm
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Monday, April 09, 2007

It just takes....

a small stain to ruin the dress, a small fly to ruin the soup, a lousy player to ruin the team, an error to ruin the program, a glitch to ruin the game, a wrong note to ruin the song, a dickhead to ruin the gang, a fight to end the relationship, an injury to end the career, a tragedy to end a life, a broken string to ruin the guitar and a cunt bitch to ruin a perfectly bonded group of people.

I hope that certain someone doesn't make in through the year, gets kicked out, ditched, beaten up and dies on the streets.

=)

There was a Jintai gathering in form of a football session, ironically at the basketball court beside Tanglin sec (rivals lar). It rained at first but that didn't stop or restrain our football strain of testosterone from going into overdrive. We hadn't seen each other in a long time and with the coming week being the last week of holidays and the last week we could call ourselves Jintaians, we tried to make it the best football session we've had. With the memories of playing before school, during recess and especially after school. "Cabot-ing" from monster Gill's class, playing football and getting caught in the processed. Planning to play football during the O level period but was chased out of the school. The past year was the best year that I've ever had. No personal problems, no family problems and no BGR problems (well I was single last year) made me concentrate more on my secondary school life which I will always miss.

Back onto the football, I scored 4 or 5 I think. Which is a good return for someone who was called kaki bangku (stool legged, cannot play football) by his own family. I'm not a born player but of course with training you can be good yourself.

Too bad I'm still too shagged to continue this post =).

ilham26 @ 11:11 am
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Saturday, April 07, 2007

Hypocrites. In the religious way.
(This post regarding muslims hor so if you from other relgion and terase abit I very the paiseh okay? KIWIII! =) )

You become a homosexual, you drink, you have tattoos, you don't pray, you eat anything you want, your mouth is a manifestation of vulgarities, you have pre-marital sex, you laugh at the ones who are religious and pious, you take the verses of the Quran and prayers, make fun of it and turn it into songs that reflects the your intellect, you talk big, act big, make fun of people, kick them when they're down, you join gangs, riots and murders are a part of your life.

But when the time comes. When you are disturbed by the supernatural, when you are at your life's end, when something bad and drastic are only nanoseconds away from occurring, when you badly need something, when you lose something dear to you...you turn to god, Allah, religion.

Does it feel like backstabbing a friend time and again but eventually coming to them in your time of need?

I can say that I'm not fully innocent to all that was stated above. But at least I do not act like a hypocrite who knows that religion exists and yet choose to deny it altogether.

Well that's present life anyway.

On the other side of my life. It's been two weeks. Walking around orchard. Stumbling upon Carol, Bridget, Lance, Gab, Bryan who were all like O_O. On for two more weeks. I can wait.

Do you want to see a pic of my girlfriend?
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ilham26 @ 10:16 am
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Thursday, April 05, 2007

Sun is in the sky, oh why? oh why? would i wanna be anywhere else?

Thus ended my course orientation when the clock strikes 1.30-ish pm. Learning being part and parcel of everyday life, of course I learned something during the 4 day 8am-6pm camp other than that Poly is going to be one hell of a great education experience for me. I learned to not judge the book by its cover. Why you ask? Well i had certain personal preferences against the people in my class on the first day but after 4 days of intensive and rigorous bonding, I feel ashamed to even think that I had that kind of perspective to the fellow great beings that I would be spending the next 3 years with insyaallah. Insyaallah as in you may never know that if anyone would drop out in the near future. It can happen so no point shunning reality.

The first day was the icebreaking scenario. Breaking the stone cold, rock hard ice was...hard. All of us, just seeing each other for the first time, were really stoning. Our class would be the last class you would pick for a TEAM BONDING exercise and that is how I would describe it. I managed to make a few friends though from the 'enthu' ones.

The second day had little improvement. We had a math talk thingy by a lecturer who insisted that she had 400 degree eyesight. Apparently my class had the most number of people who had taken A Math during their Os so they would have to watch out for me for leeching over to them for some...'guidance' in that particular subject. Still I managed to gain some ground in the new friends department. Spoke to Syahira, Phillip, Roy, Lee Chia and Neera for the first time. Yeah.

The third day was utter bliss. Too bad for the ' football training' thingy. We we're really starting to bond as classmates? And we talked to each other like being friends for 10 years. Okay maybe not like that but we broke that formal wall that had separated us for the past 2 days. Too bad I had to take off halfway through.

Today, the end of the orientation. My class is a class. Not just in name but in every other aspect that you would expect that a class should have and with me being the 'volunteered' class leader...will try my best la to make sure it continues that way.

On to a rather less HEAVY subject...I am hungry and I really need to buy and electric epiphone guitar with effects pedals. You can only go so far with a classical one. =)

I am what people define as helmet head.

Nak tangkap handsome ke cik abang? (i should have shown my teeth abit la)

ilham26 @ 9:11 pm
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Monday, April 02, 2007

And a very happy birthday to you too.

In celebration to my mom's birthday, my lil sis' birthday, 2 of my cousins' birthday and the birthday of the prophet, a party-kenduri was held at Kak La's yesterday. It was simply exciting. One of those eventful parties, full of laughter and joy and 'sabo' and to top it off, my home-made cookies, brownies and cake was a hit! Well the cake had too much chocolate icing but who cares? You can never have too much chocolate =).

The party started with the watching of the Liverpool Vs ARSEnal since 90% of my family members are Liverpool supporters.
About the match:

I LOVE YOU LIVERPOOL! You totally massacred those bloody ARSES. Peter Crouch! Why do they want to sell you I also dont know. It's hard enough to get a hattrick in the prem but to get one against the Top 4? OH MY GOD. THAT MATCH WAS AWEEESOOME!!!! 4-1! 4-1!

Okay so when the goals went in, the pinches and kicks and punches flew to Izdi since he's the only ARSE fan there. At 3-0, he gave up and went into the games room to play the Xbox and that sums up the passion that ARSE fans have.
Well we had to stop watching the game at 3-1 as my grandmother was getting a wee bit jumpy (impatient lar) so we started the party like any other malay-muslim orientated party. Prayer. Prayer for the birthday peeps, prayer for the dead peeps and prayer for the Prophet and of course prayer to Allah. When she read out the names of the birthday people and left out my mom in the process, she, my mom, was like " WHAT ABOUT ME!!???". HAHA. She sounded worse than Hanis and the age gap between them is like 47-5 = 42 years =). Well I'd be stunned too if I was left out during my birthday.

Hmm so after that we had a game of Passing Parcel. The staple food of party games. The must of all parties. We passed around this green balloon. My mom and aunties joined in thinking that they won't get to forfeit since they're aunties but HELL NO. The first to go down was my mom. She did a Beyonce booty shake which was...frightening beyond all reason O_o. After that, all the aunties were jumpy and excited, especially when they got the balloon. I was eventually caught so I did a Fergie My Humps (Ilham Mai Ham version) sexy dance =).

After that we had musical chairs (conquered by the big ones) and the Puppet Dance (you dance to this music and when it stops you have to freeze. Then people would come and disturb you and try to make you laugh and once you do that you're out!). There wasn't any winner in that game as it took too long but eventually all the participants received a small present.

With the games done, it was time to cut the cake. We sang a birthday song to Abang Iman, who was in Dubai, via webcam and skype (THANK YOU MAKERS OF SKYPE). There was a Hagen Daz Coffee icecream cake and a Napoliten??? Swensens icecream cake. I had two big helpings of the Hagen Daz cake thank you very much =D.

It was present opening time after that. Hanis got 3 guns (a pistol, an uzi and a carbine rifle). The rest i didn't really care as it was all the girly stuffs that my sister received. I had fun with the rifle. Pics will be below =).