forlorn

my uncle passed away early this morning due to complications of the heart. allahyarham pakcik omar was 73. it's such a terrible blow for my maternal side of the family. having just lost my grandmother during the fasting month, we are dealt with another fatal lost of a family member. this is so tragic. he began to develop senile dementia after the death of my grandmother. unknown to the rest, he had been suffering from other illnesses as well. of all this trauma, my dear aunt, umi hawa, has to bear the most of this lost having lost her husband in less than 2 months after the departure of her mother. such woe and grief has made me realise that i take too many things for granted. like my parents for instance. i haven't been a good daughter and i often assume that they hold the biggest responsibilities of the family. it's not fair to them. what if, one unfortunate day, i am left alone in this world? how am i to cope with this life by myself? these answers to my questions, i have yet to find out.

psle

my niece, hanissa, scored an amazing 264 for her PSLE aggregate. that is bloody impressive lah, considering the fact that yours truly only scored a pathetic 231 back in 2000. with that, she came out 2nd tops in ngee ann primary school and earned herself a scholarship. i think it's one from those rich ngee ann society thing. she qualified for the special stream and everyone is expecting her to pick raffles' girls for sure. but then, this girl wants to go to cedar oh-so-badly. she's a natural born runner, which explains her choice. i think she should go to raffles, good track team or no.

my mom told me how esctatic my sister and my brother-in-law were when her name was announced as the 2nd best in her school. i would kill to see that. my bro-in-law for instance is known for being known as one of the ultimate kiasu parents of all time. he insists that his kids are the best in all that they do and never stops talking highly of them. my mom told me that he grappled with his digi cam as hanissa rushed to the stage while my sister was sobbing and clapping and cheering at the same time. i think i would have cried if i were my sister.

congratulations hanissa binte sa'ad. you big haired smarty pants.

amazing race

the weavers are in last place in today's episode. so so sad. fortunately, it's a non-elimination leg. phew. damn the linz family. you people just can't resist yielding them can't you? sheesh. rolly's so cute. i so like rolly.

wtf? man utd drew against villareal again. quoting ron weasley, "bloody hell". this is such a dissapointing result for the red devils. why can't they have their premiership form in the champs league. what is it with man utd and europe? they can't seem to play well. boo hoo.

watched TRL few days ago and there was this singer called robin thicke. he's under pharrell's record label and man, can that boy sing or what. his 1st single, wanna love you girl, is sooo catchy and different. i fell in love instantly. there is a video of it but it's well too racy. i don't want to be seen as horny or anything. so go check it out people.

robinsons

i went for a job interview at the watson's head office with my twin cousins, zaman and anuar. zaman brought us to the place cause the both of us are like gundus and pretty much intimidated by the adults there. my mom was there too. shockingly, there were tons of teenagers who were apparently there for the interview as well. damn my luck. both anuar and i were told that if selected, we would get a phone call on friday. in other words, that's like "you're rejected." well, to me at least it is. nevertheless, i'm not giving up. i'm so enthu about getting a job that even my dad's persistent naggings won't stop me. haha.

after that, we dropped by at robinsons at raffles city since it's probably been a year since we last went there. i bought my mom a flower brooch and she bought me a cutsie eenie meanie bag. it's so cute i love it.

long time

jaime's out of survivor guatemala. woopie. finally, justice has been served for the departures of brandon and bobby jon. and i must say, bj looked va va voom on the jury. he was wearing this island style attire of a red top and white bottoms. probably he knew of a maniac watching live feed from singapore. if only i could prove my point with a fab picture.

roy keane has left manchester united last thursday. apparently, he was sacked by fergie. i have no strong reactions towards this but it must be very different at old trafford without keano. such a pity for the players to deal with the shock. but they showed that they could with the 3-1 defeat of charlton. goodie.

ezra was hospitalised for 4 days before being released yesterday evening. he was disgnosed with bronchitis, which if not treated could lead to asthma. the funny thing was that he was warded at the kk women's tower. nurses say that the children's tower was fully packed with patients. so i came into this conclusion. school holidays= more accidents. ironically, school kinda prevent us from getting into much trouble.

05A23

phew. finally finished this wallpaper of 05A23, complete with the emblem done by phil.

hey. if you aren't happy with your photo, do not fret. please do send me another one to replace it with. sorry for copying these pics without seeking permission from the owners. they're from everywhere- friendster, blogs and phil's video too.

rafa pulled out

man. has butt-man created some controversies or what? first, the mallorcan girlfriend issue. now the shanghai no-show. boo hoo. such major disasters. one heartbreak right after the other. reports has it that his left foot was still injured. damn. what rotten luck.

man. he looks too sexy in denim.

adios mi amigo. what a tragic end to an almost perfect season.

he looks like he's gonna bawl anytime now.

and now, with bobby jon out of survivor and all, i have no more hunks to watch on tv. oh no. that's a dangerous sign. this was until i remembered that my austin is on project runway. which explains my hour disappearance from the cyber network. man, is he cute or what. love his sense of style. quirky with an oomph factor.

rafael nadal, goodbye and thank you for a wonderful year of 2005. i wish for many great things to happen in the year to come.

rumours has it that rafael nadal had a girlfriend back in mallorca. imagine the anguish and disappointment that i felt upon reading the news. man. how could he have denied being in a relationship all this while. big mistake my friend. just because you've broken my heart, i'm not going to watch your shanghai masters opening match.

what rubbish. bobby jon's now out of survivor. crap. there's basically no rason left to continue watching except of course to watch bj on the jury at every tribal council. i'd look forward to that. sigh.

no more brandon + no more bj = boring survivor guatemala

rackets

mamma mia. this racket is one heck of a beauty. wilson w2 black whisper. i wish i can afford to buy it and hold it tight in my arms. i'll sleep with it and never let go. sigh. it costs a hefty US$229.99. that's like SG$391.63. golly. did some calculations. if i were to save $20 per school month, i'll have $400 in 2 years time. that's like a long way to go. by then, i might have already lost my interest in tennis entirely. momsie's only giving me $200. no way am i able to afford this luxury item any time soon.

announcement

ATTENTION TO ALL STUDENTS OF CG 05A23 OF INNOVA JC:

Philmon has done us a great favour by making a short clip of all the wonderful people of 05a23. This can be downloaded at

http://s33.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=35X1502NP1R8K3QE8K754S9SJ3

Make sure you do it asap because the link would be valid only until next Thursday, 17th of November 2005.

HURRY. WHILE THE LINK IS STILL VALID.

nothing

brandon's out. boo hoo. no more mr nice hot farm buffed-up guy on survivor. i'm disgruntled. i love brandon bellinger. do you hear me? bring him back, cbs!!

manchester united defeated chelsea at old trafford this morning (sg time) by a 1-0 scoreline. lucky you say? more like sheer determination. love the red devils lots and lots. let's hope that there will be a continous downfall of the defending champs.

project work has finally ended. whew. stupid bloody subject. so time consuming. anyways, IJ015 did a really good job at today's op. congrats everyone. it's been a pleasure working with bernadette, merissa, shu chen and philmon in this project. thanks a million you guys. no more aromatherapy for me.

i cut my hair. like short. but i don't think it's short enough. i feel like cutting it shorter. but then my mom would scream at me. might as well botak me.

project runway's starting in 20 mins. i so love austin and robert. and nora too. spoiler alert for s'porean viewers: jay, the big guy, won the competition.

quirky austin.

my dreams

this is going to be one odd post. i have to type it out before i forget everything. given that i have like 30 mins before i leave for hari raya visits again, i'm gonna scramble like hell. it's about a dream i had last night.

i met roger federer (what are the odds in that?) in singapore (again, what?) at a hotel in orchard road. i remember seeing the wisma atria from where i was. when i saw him, i was stunned. like seeing the zookeeper shaving off the lion's mane (metaphorically unimaginative). he took notice of my disbelief and gave me a megawatt smile. i was breathless and quickly ran up to him with my digi cam and a notebook to grab every chance that i have to be up close with a celebrity sportsman. never mind the fact that i worship rafael nadal. the sight of roger is the next best thing that i can ever get to a tennis player. when approached for a picture and autograph, he grabbed me and held me tight, like practically hugged me. i was diminutive next to big roger. he called on the help of his own photographer for our pictures to be taken. i was in cloud nine. delirious and hysteria overwhelmed me.

i woke up the next morning to be greeted with screaming headlines of an alleged affair of roger federer with a local girl.next thing i knew, the pictures we had taken the night before were splashed on the covers of newspapers and tabloids. i was aghast. roger called me (i don't remember giving him my number so, huh???) and apologised for the calling.

next thing i remember, my mom was waking me up to help her in the kitchen (this is after i woke up to reality, not still in my dreams). i think that my sexual deprivation has finally started to show its signs. do i think that i need a guy now? well, maybe. but i think what i need is more of a gigolo. haha. deuce bigalow, do you hear me?

like all of a sudden, i like roger federer now, even though he's still second to my butt-man. i think he's a really nice guy. well, he actually bothered to hop into my dream and cause a little drama didn't he?

fancy me talking erotica on hari raya. shame on nadia.

project runway

project runway is superb. and yeah. daniel is out. i think he talks too much crap. and robert shouldn't be a designer, he should be a model. he's so hubba hubba hubba.

i find austin really really interesting. he wears such odd clothes and that cute grandma glasses. he's dresses much like raj from the apprentice 2. i so love his corn dress. super cool. no wonder he won.