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  • Friday, September 29, 2006

  • i didn't sleep after sahur this morning..just could not get back to sleep. so followed my first sister who sent my 2nd sis to sch as she had bags of children's day gifts for her children.

    then we parked the car and went to te market near my house. act, it's more of us (my sis and i) having to change the sizes of the jeans that we bought last week. there is like a mini-bazaar near my house everyday. Different stalls will be set up every day selling clothes, accessories and stationery. It's very cheap and yes, very meriah, so many aunties and uncles patronising the stalls. My mum likes to patronise the stalls too and she will tell us if there are any nice things sold like jeans and tops. since my sis and i were 'downstairs', my mum, apalagi, took the opportunity to ask her daughters (who never go to the market unless it's an emergency)to help her buy minced meat, noodles and daun ketumbar (english for it?).

    and so, in search of a children's day gift for our respective tutees, we saw these and bought them. they're just sooo irresistable. typical us, we bought extras for keepsake although we have no idea when we'll use these items.
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    okay, this was taken, like ages ago..hmmm maybe abt 2 weeks ago....
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    mi little cousins, i swear, are such camera people. they not only like to take pictures of themselves, but snap pictures of others, too. cuteness.


  • Wednesday, September 27, 2006

  • Have you ever felt so weak that you can't seem to do anything before? Cos i'm feeling it this very moment and you feel so powerless and lembik. I woke up, feeling dizzy and cold and well, i need panadol.no point breking my fast as i only have about four hours more to go...so wasted if i were to break my fast.

    oh clock, can u please move faster, pretty please? okay my bed is calling out to me even though i have yet to finish my clinical report. serves me right for not doing it then even when my clinical ended like, urm,3 weeks ago? I'm such a perpetual procrastinator.


  • Tuesday, September 26, 2006

  • it's probably stale news by now but who cares.hady mirza won!!! haha. guess how many times i voted? 20. there goes my 12 bucks and the irony of all irony is that i didn't even watch the grand finals!! only the last part...the judges' comment when hady sang his last song. haha. i went for terawih prayers, okay...that's why i couldn't watch. i'm sure there's going to be a repeat telecast soon. which reminds me, i didn't watch the finals of s'pore idol 1 either as i was away in malaysia, enjoying myself at a'famosa.

    i'm really rotting away my holidays by staying at home. and i have really become more domesticated, i tell you. not that i ever was domesticated before this lah. i just finished scrubbing the toilet which is all clean and shiny now. it's very the tiring, you know as a fair amount of force has to be applied to scrub the walls, floor and yes, the toilet bowl.

    my cousins have got me hooked to this song, a soundtrack from a particular Indonesian movie.


    and selamat berpuasa, everyone!


  • Thursday, September 21, 2006

  • in a hotafternoon like this, masih ada jugak org yg hendak berkaraoke. some guy opposite my block is karaokee-ing with so much enthusiasm that it really amuses me.so is his voice nice? haha....u get the idea. currently, he's singing this malay song by jinbara - kasinya laila. he started out okay then kaboom....he couldn't reach all the high notes, so his voice broke halfway. it's really hilarious i tell you and somehow, the singing is really super-duper loud.

    haha..i think i should stop talking abt this guy...what more with the fasting month coming. no more talking behind pple's back, whether subconsciously or not. speaking of the fasting month, i realised that a year passed by so fast. i still remember that around this time last year, towards the beginning of the fasting month,i was busy preparing for a levels, what if revision lectures and more papers to be done. the year before that, i was busy preparing for my project work presentation. and the year before that, o levels. i know it's so cliched but time practically flew by!

    whatever it is, i always look forward to the month of ramadhan every year. a month of peace and solace, which i'm strong enough to fight off any evil temptations in me. in addition, looking at pple walking to the mosques all over singapore, with the intention of doing the terawih prayers. it just leaves a warm fuzzy wuzzzy feeling inside me.


  • Wednesday, September 13, 2006

  • from my two weeks attachment at a local hospital, i have learnt to be grateful and thankful to Allah that i'm born healthy.no birth defects, no diseases, no problems in my development. zilch. i really begin to look at things that i took for granted differently. walking is such an easy and no-brainer task for most of us but it's different when u see a child who can't even walk properly like limping or not even to balance when the child is standing. sometimes it can really be depressing when one works in a hospital. but seeing that these pple actually progress due to their different inabilities to do activities of daily leaving gives you a sense of satisfaction that just warms your heart.

    i've learnt a lot of things during my attachment,not neccessarily pertaining to physiotherapy as my career path but more so abt pple in general.the good, the bad, the friendly ones and the snobs. in some ways, i'm really looking forward to my next attachment. =)

    i checked my results today. they are not spectacular but alhamdullillah, i do not need to attend any supplementary papers and retake any exams. i'm contented. i'll kust work my ass off next semester. no more slacking,no more procrastinating. it's time to be serious and pull my GPA up, insya-allah.

    i like this video very much,not to mention the nice voice and the meaningful song/lyrics.


    In my dream,children sing
      A song of love for every boy and girl
      The sky is blue and fields are green:
      And laughter is the language of the world
      Then i wake and all i see
      Is a world full of people in need  
      Chorus:
      Tell me why(why) does it have to be like this?
      Tell me why (why) is there something i have missed?
      Tell me why (why) cos i don t understand
      When so many need somebody
      We don t give a helping hand Tell me why?
      Everyday i ask myself
      What will i have to do to be a man?
      Do i have to stand and fight
      To prove to everybody who i am?
      Is that what my life is for
      To waste in a world full of war?

      chorus:
      (children)tell me why?(declan)tell me why?
      (children)tell me why?(declan)tell me why?
      (together) just tell me why, why, why?
      chorus:
      chorus chant:
      Tell me why (why,why,does the tiger run)
      Tell me why(why why do we shoot the gun)
      Tell me why (why,why do we never learn)

      Can someone tell us why we let the forest burn?

      (why,why do we say we care)
      Tell me why(why,why do we stand and stare)
      Tell me why(why,why do the dolphins cry)

      Can some one tell us why we let the ocean die?
      (why,why if we re all the same)
      Tell me why(why,why do we pass the blame)
      Tell me why (why,why does it never end)

      Can some one tell us why we cannot just be friends?
      Why,why