Its not decreasing.

This is the 9th day that I have had fever.
And only on the 7th day that they can make a confirmation that I do have dengue.
I was jumping up the wall, jumping around the playground, jumping here and there,
When suddenly, I decided to go for a second and third blood test.
And here I am.
Being admitted in this small so called specialist hospital in shah alam.
I'm not that sick though.
Alhamdulillah, luckily I'm not that sick.
But my parents are here to check on me.
" Anak pompuan dia masuk hospital. Tak kan tak datang tgk. Heee. Malu plak mama and papa dtg. I am sooooo sihat, I can even blog from my phone in the hospital! Ahaha
Ok but if anyone nak dtg tgk bwk chocolate ke cake ke starbucks ke ok jeeee hahahaha

The Comet.

Once upon a time, there was a book owned by two people.
It was a rare, beautiful black book.
Though it was in need for a title,
A title to define the content of the book,
They both ignored the title issue.
As time passed by, both wrote the book with wonderful contents,
When they started to write the book,
They were not aware of the way the book should be written,
There was no title to begin with,
So how would they know what and how the content should be,
But they went along and continued writing, without fail,
Little that they both know,
Even though they were writing on the same chapter,
They were not on the same page,
How can a story be combined if the ending does not fit with the beginning in the first place?
Both understood different things but they want the same things,
Preferably not from each other but it was definitely possible,
To find another writer that would understand the uncertain synopsis was just troublesome,
Hence, one stayed on the same page, trying to pick up the story from where they had left,
And the other, moved on and wrote another chapter but still, in the same book.
Perhaps, it was a different interpretation from both parties but the history was rather the same.
Although the book had a magical beginning,
It did not end with a fairy tale ending.
Perhaps, the problem started when it had no title to begin with,
So how is it possible to even have a nice ending.

Stumbled upon this when I was cleaning up my drawer. This and a Rm100 note inside my Raya packet months ago. Bliss.

Ps : Takda kena mengena dengan yang hidup mahu pun yang mati.

Fool Investor.

I don't know what he is writing but he is just, handsome.

Daily stuff.

a. I need to brush up on my accounting knowledge. I forgot the debit credit sides of the item. I forgot all about the capital expenditure. I need to actually listen in my accounting class, reason being, I AM AN ACCOUNTING STUDENT.

b. I need to stop going out at nights. I need to learn to stay in and not let those text messages like get to me, " Nak ikot tak?" , " Aku kat bawah" , "Cinta sayang nak mlm ni?" , "Jangan la balik Shah Alam malam ni, tido dengan kite la". This will lead to either not going to class the next morning or I'll be sleeping in class. Either one. Okay la, kalau tak kluar pon sure tido dalam class. OKAY YANG SELALU DTG TU PLS JGN STOP DTG. I NEED YOU!

c. I need to sort my head out and be realistic. I need to confirm my 2010 plans so that I actually sort my head and heart out.

d. I need to stop thinking about buying this and buying that. I do need an Ipod actually. Mom, hint hint. Ok, I am giving myself a hint. NAK IPOD.

e. I need to watch more One Tree Hill because in my schedule, watching more One Tree Hill would mean that I am spending more time at home and less time outside, and probably, PROBABLY, more studying.

f. I need to stop worrying about stuff I cant predict nor control.

g. I need to stop biting my nails, seriously. Almost there. Almost there.

h. I need to go for a swim. A proper swim. Not mandi air terjun, not swim dekat Sunway Lagoon and definitely not kena tolak dalam pool sejuk dengan cousins.

i. I need to go back to Ampang. Rasa macam setahun tak balik Ampang.

j. J. J. J. J. J. I like the word J. Jasmin Anis. HEHE

k. I like K jugak. HAHA.

Anyway, I will not force myself to write things that are not there anymore. Truth be told, I have closed the old book and I just opened up a new book. Some old names can be found, some names are nowhere to be found.

" One day my heart stopped calling your name and I was just too tired to go and look for it. I just stopped. I think it got lost along the way and I am fine with it," J.


My fave One Tree Hill line for this week,

"Hi. I was just feeling a little lost so I thought I'd come by to see the most stable couple I know," BROOKE! --------------- lmao.

Okay, Jom makan Flaming.

membebel.

i cant seem to wrap the fact that i am turning 21 years old this year. i just dont know why. 21. it seems like a very precious number. legal for you to vote. legal for you to enter any clubs. legal in the eyes of law. being 21 would mean that the other 20th plus plus years would go by so fast. the next thing i know is ill be 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, and 29 and there goes the big three zero. 21 would mean i have lived 21 years on this holy earth. what have i done in the past 21 years of my life? knowing that i will look back at some certain point of my life, i dont want to just say, i have done things just for the sake having to do it, i want to do it, because i want to. i want to be able to say that when i was 20, i received my diploma and i graduated with a cgpa that i can be proud of. i want to be able to say that i may not have a perfect childhood life but i was proud of the little little things that i did like i learn how to make my bed at a very young age. minor things, but it is those minor things that will make up those big big things. i want to be able to say that i know what i want to do in life but i chose a different path knowing that the path that i took would make a much better person. i want to be able to say that yes, i did that because i want to. so what i want right now, is to be able to finish my studies with something that i can really be proud of though i did screw up my first semester. i also want to be able to say that hey, i went through it, just like how you intended me to feel and so, i felt it but it is now your turn and since i am much wiser now, no, i did not laugh because i know. i know how badly life feels like when you have just gone through what you actually went through. remember?

dont take what i just wrote seriously.

Hello blogspotworld.

It has been a while, since I last touched these big massive keyboards, compared to those small petite little phone device that I had. Activities have been going on, non stop, which means, that my life is now more occupied and less activities like staring into space and write meaningless things. I found a reason to actually touch the book now. I don't feel like writing emotional things and sometimes, I think I have to push myself to actually come out with those things because I miss those stupid, poetry and emotional things. BUT I CANT BE WRITING THINGS THAT I DONT FEEL RIGHT NOW IS IT!!!!! haaa, okay. see, how much i miss it ;((

Seven.

Today is Thursday. I finish class at 12.30pm every Thursday and I hope that my timetable is fixed to be that way, permanently till the end of the semester. The thought of my classes end at 12.30pm reminds me of days when I was only seven years old, which means I was only in Standard One. I remember my first day of school where my dad took me to school and I know I was really excited that perhaps, I couldn't sleep the night before. My dad held my hand as I entered the class and when I found my self a seat, he waved goodbye and little did I know, he left. I thought he would wait for me, outside till recess but he didn't. I found my own way and made some friends, which by the way, some of them are still my good friends. Dini was my class monitor and Shakirah was her helper. Nothing was a big problem that couldn't be solved back then. I got number four for my first term and I managed to get number two for my final exam and that was my first and last time that I went up the stage during my school years. HAHA. nevermind, my convocation made it up, for all my years in school. haha. Okay, this is not the main point of my post. What I am trying to say here is, the thought of finishing classes at 12.3opm on a Thursday reminds me of my Standard One days. Since I am living in Kedah, one of the northern region that defined weekend as Friday and Saturday, Thursday was one of the days that I looked forward to. Friday is a holiday! I wish I could tell those kids that are trying to grow up fast, to slow it down and enjoy your childhood. Like really enjoy it. I don't see the significance of being a grown up other than having to carry responsibilities. It's all about responsibilities. Sometimes, I wish that I have my mom beside me to hold my hands through my hard times, all the time.

ps: See, I got #2 and #4 when I was Standard One. Ever since then, those number have always been around.

Reasons that only you know.

, for only reasons that you know.

, for only actions that you alone understand.

, for only words that you can afford to say.

, for everything that goes along the way ; that will haunt you back at the end.

pening.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

To begin with, Neyo really lived up to his title as a Grammy winner and his performance was really fun.

And my weekend continued to be awesome when an elder cousin texted us all to come hang out at Hartamas and with a mission to actually play pool or fooseball but only to find out that the place didn't open that night ;(

And Sunway Lagoon on Saturday, doesn't need any introduction though we basically survived 6 hours without food and everyone was starving but the fun toppled our hungry-ness.

Lastly on Sunday, we had a nice late lunch at Delicious, Bangsar Village.

I guess it is not so much the activity, but it is just the company of them all. I heart you guys with all my heart, dear family and friends, and Aliyah, happy 21st birthday ;)

Parapaaap paraapaapppp

You seemed so ancient to me,
You seemed so faraway,
You seemed to either be in Pluto or 6 feet under.
But your name has been carved inside my heart and brain,
and that is something that will not change for,
for a while.
So, its not my fault when I always blurt out your name.
HAHA.

ps : But I do know that,
by not talking to you,
I am sane.
Stable and figured out.

I am part of the list.

It is only 7th of January and I am already having so much fun. This weekend has all kinds of plan lined up for my family, friends and me! I wasn't planning on going to Ne-yo's concert but since someone gave me a last minute VVIP ticket, I thought, what the hell, I know all of his songs, word by word and concerts will just be amazing as long as you can dance around and sing along. We went to the after party as well but nevermind, let's just skip the part and focus on the concert part only. Haha. I hope Ne-yo will keep his promise that he'll come back to Malaysia again, or perhaps, he can tell his friends like BEYONCE and that RIHANNA girl to come to Malaysia and entertain us please, cause Ne-yo said it himself, Malaysians know how to PAR-TAYYYYYYY, no doubt Ne-yo. NO DOUBT.

Thank you girls for accompanying me to the concerts ;)


And this is the Superstar/Gentleman of The Year.
He was simply, awesome.

But the 'lucky girl' for the night was this one girl who was celebrating her birthday yesterday and Ne-yo knew about it and sang her a Happy Birthday song.
Later I found out, or at least, I think I found out,
that she is the Prime Minister's son's current girlfriend.
OHHHKAYYYYYYYYYYY.

more pictures with Pah.
Thank you Ne-yo for a great show.

and thank you Mummy Ines hehe for those ticks ;)

Officially, 2010 spells awesome. Plans for tonight, with cousins. Plans for the weekends, with my girlfriends.
Plans for the rest of the semester, with Uitm friends, searching for food, movies to watch and maybe, maybe, I'll be more active in the Karok department.

But actually,

seeing this boy, was the highlight of my day, yesterday. Little shaolin ;)