IM AN ALUMNI!

Yep. Im an ALUMNI now.. haha.. I realise that for the first 1 and a half years in ngee ann, my life was a total bore. Not many frens, not many things to do. Then when i entered my second year, second semester, things got cool. Khamal was ard, and the EE guys got closer, as brothers are. Then there was ides and Dhan, and Nadiah, completion of Ides and the end of attachment.
Last sem was hardly felt. Seriously. Time just flew by, and now its over. Now im bumming. Heck, im bumming and doing nothing, cos thats how bad its become. Work eludes me still( not sure whether its my natural lazyness or my luck) but at least theres football to get me thru the day.

Have U heard? im Talking to Bella again. :) N im pretty surprised shes single.. and my fault too. I hope things get better for her. I just hope she rmbrs that im here, and use me as a resource. Thats rite. USE ME. Its weird sometimes when a woman flirts with u bigtime, and they start talking about taking off ur clothes and kissing u all over, and when u offer them wat they want, they come out and say " NO ".. its like they want u to come and take it or something.. take them. Bar that, they might just wanna talk about it. Woman. I wish i cud get a girl hus more like a man in some ways. Hu knows what she wants. hmm.. Den i dun have to explore so much.. :P

Ilyas is rotting, poor guy. Im late, but life is really pulling on me. I feel sick all the time, my tummy's getting bigger, Shabina might be coming back like real soon, bella's been promising me that she'll hug me when she sees me( since its legal for her now) and Dzul told me to go for the Raffles hotel Job. Well, all these things aside, im seriously bored. huh.

Oh well..

New Chapter

Its that time of year again, where i realise i have absolutely nothing to do, so i have to either go look for a job, or get down to serious Ilyas-ing. Im basically happy with the first chapter, but i absolutely hate the damn prologue! the beginning is weak, and i think i have to re-write.. like a friend of mine said it " doesnt catch onto the mind" so i will try to put hooks on it..

Anyway, things are back to its lonely best( haha) tho this time i think its really gonna be permanent. Its amazing really. U tell a girl ur falling for her and the next thing you know, your out on the streets. Weird. And i meant it too. I wonder why its easier to be with a girl whom youve lied to about this? Saying I love you in a fake way. hmm..

Funny story. Was in malaysia the other day, and i was talking about my play to my parents while Taha was asleep beside me. My mum asked if Yihan was 'lembut' (ie: fagoty) but i said no, hes more the innocent, cute, naive type. So we procedded on, and suddenly i thought of asking my mum her thoughts of Sarah, and her side splitting act(Marrriiiaaannn!!!) and then my mum cut me off as i did an imitation of that "MARRIIAANNN!" voice...

MUM: That Marian is a daughter of a Eurasian rite?

Me:(dumbfunded) err no mum. Her grandad's a Baba.

Mum: OH! No wonder she looks chineses, but her diction is superb.

ME:(trying to change the subject) WOW! look at that prata shop! Nice colours!

Mum: So what's her name?

Me:(no way out) Nazatul Syima.

Mum: Such a nice name. So arabic. But then, she (mimes a V{for vendetta} and mimes smoking a cigarette) hisap rokok (add smoking sound effects) like what only!

Exit Mum.
Cue Head banging against glass window.
End Scene.

What only siah. Why do people all ard me insist on talking about her when im accpeting defeat and moving on? I mean, two times rejected must mean something right? A good fren of mine, Zulhakim asked me, " So have you given up the fight yet?"

I shrug. My reply was simple. " I havent. But im not going to do anything about it. If God means it to happen, it will. We may choose, but its up to HIM to confirm things. So i wait. Terserah as the malay's would say. And pray."

If that answer was cheesy, i beg to differ. I believe in it heartily. I mean, if i can have these moments of othr-people-talking-about-her-syndrome, i bet she has the same thing going on, right? One can only hope.

I will return to ilyas soon. Now, its time for some gym.

Chao ancho!

Its done!

Yihan, me, Shahdon, and Mr Bahri.
The most eligible javanese Dude award.
Fashion disaster.

Woo hooo... the night was a resounding success.. it truly was! The lines came with a snap, the transition was quite smooth, the audience, interactive... it was an actor's dream! there were some grumblings at the stolen grave during the last scene (shame!) but it was great nonetheless!
I seriously wanna put up the pics but i have no pics to put up! Poor thing rite? ill go look ard for some pics, and steal them.. im sure Mr. Seeto(read: shahdon) has plenty, and quality pics at that too.

Thanks all, for coming. From Seba duvall with love.

Ps: This week was stressful and doubtful. This week will be filled with hope. Next week? inshaallah, things will be great.

Pss: this has been updated. Danke gern to Mr Shahdon who i have quietly stolen these pics from..