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annieramli.blogspot.com

2007-11-11T00:54:00.000+13:00

http://annieramli.blogspot.com
address changes due to *mmm* dunnoo..

WE ARENT GOOD HELPERS.

2007-02-02T02:48:00.000+13:00

DO WE REALLY WANNA HELP OTHER PEOPLE?

SO *SIMON SAYS, HE WANTS TO BE A DOCTOR- A SUCCESFUL CARDIOLOGIST WHEN HE IS OLD ENOUGH TO STEP OUT FROM THE KINDERGARTEN AND TO LEARN THAT 1+2=3 AND THAT 'READ'(PRONOUNCE RED) IS A PAST TENSE OF 'READ'- THOUGH THE SPELLINGS ARE SIMILAR. WHEN *TEACHER MARY ASKS SIMON TO TELL THE WHOLE CLASS WHY HE WANTS TO BE A PHYSICIST AND HE SAYS;
"I WANT TO GIVE HOPE TO PEOPLE WHO ARE SICK AND NOT ABLE TO BUY MEDICINES FOR THEMSELVES. AND I WANT TO SHOW THEM THAT THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO CARE FOR THEIR WELL BEINGS. I WANT TO HELP THEM, TO LIGHT THEIR PATHS, TO SHARE THEIR BURDENS, TO HOLD THEIR HAND......(YADA YADA YADA~)"
YES, THE REASON MAY SOUND PURE AND CUTE. WOTEVER! BUT DO WE REALLY HAVE THAT CAPABILITY TO HELP OTHERS WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT THE COSTS AND THE TIME CONSUME?
THIS IS REALITY. WOT WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE FUTURE FOR THIS I-WANNA-BE-DOCTOR-COZ-I-WANNA-HELP-PEOPLE KID IS THAT HE WILL BE JUST ANOTHER SLAVE FOR MONEY. DESPITE DEALING WITH PATIENCE FOR MORE THAN 100 HOURS EVERY WEEK, THEY CERTAINLY SEEK FOR FAME AND RICH. ASK ANY DOCTORS, WILL THEY APPLY THEIR KNOWLEDGES DURING THEIR PRE-SCHOOL MEDICINE FOR FREE- WITHOUT PAYMENT AND CERTAINLY WITHOUT ANY FAME? I ASSURE U MORE THAN 80% WILL SAY NO. SOME OF OUR GRADUATES CHOSE MEDICINE DUE TO THE FACT THAT DOCTORS WILL EARN MORE THAN ENGINEERS ONCE THEY GRADUATE. SLIGHTLY I WOULD SAY. AND ALSO DUE TO THE FEEDBACK THAT THEY WILL GET WHEN THEY TELL SOMEONE THEY ARE DOING MEDICINE.. IT IS LIKE SOMETHING TO PROUD OFF.

WELL I'M AS A FUTURE ENGINEER ALSO WILL NOT TAKE ANY PROJECT WITH OUT SOME $$$ THT WILL BENEFIT MY BANK ACCOUNT. AND SO DO D REST OF U.

.bangi-kl.

2006-11-19T13:38:00.000+13:00

bangi-KL

A says; jauh giler!!
B says; Ok jer. not that far*smiling face*

:the traffic:
A says; shit!(*&^%#$#@nnti balik i refuse to send u back. nnti i balik lmbat cmner? n i alone stuck dkt dlm traffic cmner? blabla..(selfish)
B says; uh-uh traffic!! calling for help!! hehehee(gurau-ing + gossiping)..

:along d way:
A says; byk mkn minyak! n tol mahal! i swear i wont step my foot in bangi unless there's sumthing really importnt goin on!
B says; OMG! she did that? wot else did she do? and do u know...bla2...(gossiping again)

:at the end:
A says; bye!! nnti nk go to kl naik la ktm(send me to d nearest ktm stat to A's house)
B says; bye babe! c ya around..n gif me a call! mwah2(send me bck, infront of my doorstep)

Judging from d action, we cn tell whethr tht person loves u or loves u not.. Its obvious to c and its 4 u to decide. *wink2*

.driving me crazy.

2006-11-17T03:00:00.000+13:00

seriously! i need a driver and a friend who's free 24/7!

days had passed since i safely landed on mal ground.. but i cn hardly stay at home. i'll die if i dnt go out n njoying my life ;( but mama keep nagging bout my kutu rayap business. i know she envies d free time i have for 3 months. "Anak dara cubalah duduk umah~"Urgh! her voice is killing me- asking me to clean up d house, doing house chores ..bla2. but d house is already byond d adjective word 'destructive'! it's really bad. REALLY BAD! believe me.. i feel more homely staying in chch rather thn here.*sigh*

Talking bout goin out.. i only went out w my boyfriend. my other cliches seemd busy w their finals n not available, i reckon they have chnged their numbers while i was away! how cruel!

These have called 4 desperate measure.. i goota drive myself!! since i hate public trnsport so much*uh-geli-uh*

babis

2006-11-16T02:15:00.000+13:00

People i Love:
HUMBLE people and talkative!

People i HATE:
BABI(s) who r shallow minded and still living in d past!(years before dinasours ever exist on EARTH!)

these beings whom i refer as 'the babis' have populated most part of northen side of west malaysia for quite sometimes. The place that needs most of goverment's attention, rural area. kampong.
I think it's time to knock these shits off and make them realise people come in different sizes n shapes and as well as personalities! and u r not the nicest person on earth if u wear tudung n cover ur whole body w zillionz layers of cotton or perhaps living under cardboard house and depending 100% on 'good' ppl's donations..

Go dig ur own grave babis!

.again, pointless.

2006-11-03T12:30:00.000+13:00

raya? check.
exam?? check. check. and double check.
holidays? soon. really soon.
my extreme Summer hols of 3 months will be spared in Malaysia. yes darling~ the temperature is about 30 degrees celcius and it's humid! best place to adopt microbes and to get skin cancer for free. a great deal isnt it? buy 1 free 1. Not just that, a tight, bright long sleevy top is definitely a no-no because ur sweaty armpits will cause patches of humiliation beneath those arms. Not a likely scene to be caught when u plan to meet ur SuPER-HAWt crush ay?. So, trash them out! go for open tops or perhaps topless will do better. *ahax*
nah~ even tho the description is like a lower grade hell, malaysia is absolutely nothing compare to that. There's actually nothing bad about mal, except for the fact that we are still ruled by the goverment.*I'll say d same thing even if other parties win the hi-chair. Nothing beats my own govermnt! yes, a world under my power. all 'crime conductors' must be killed. muahahaha*.

10 gruelling-month has passed, it's time for me to head home. i've lost the battle, with shame and regrets i wud have to face the almighty hopes of my family. *down*. i cant imagine how the path of my future will look like, now dat my dream has vanished. and Evrything i planned has ruined. Nothing awaits me back home except for darkness and the silent drum beats.
ahahahah. some of u probably fell for that! dont pity me. it's just a joke ;). i'm doin well, at least in d previous sem. just have to wait for this sem result to come out before i cn strt asking for ur pity ;(. Even so, my mom wudnt abandon me. rite mama? err..

an important reminder to my dearie friends~ i'll b back dis 13th nov. 8pm.-this post is again pointless.
whatever. I'm not into writing at the moment. i'd turnd my back on it for a while to give chance for my drawing to stimulate. *ahaha d truth is i'm just sux in both fields. Can't find other activity that suits me ;)*
Newys, SELAMAT HARI RAYA & MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN to all my friend and family..

.Why do ppl break up?.

2006-11-03T00:28:00.000+13:00

Hi. My name is Dahlia. I'm a wife and a mother of 3 beautiful children. I have everything under the eden sky of human's eye. Money, power and a handsome life-partner. Somehow I feel my life is not content- ½ cup empty, or is it ½ cup full? Utterly, the feeling does not grow from my greed nor from my sacred soul. Indeed it is a long-howl cry from a lonely married woman. My only desire is to be loved by my own husband. He is the man who asked for my hand of marriage, the man who vowed for eternal commitment, the man whom I have child with, the man who used to love me with all his heart and the man I sacrificed my dream just to be with him. That man who'd been secretly in loved with me in high school has slowly lost his interest in this rotten figure. He is now nothing but a filthy two-timer!.

I saw him last night, again with another woman, flirting like there is no sin, no guilt just joy and laughter. That smile used to be mine. A rare smile that needs my sentimental touch. But now it seems my place had had been replaced by a witch! Taking away my prince..Didn't he think of me? Didn't he think of our children? our wonderful marriage?

I wished that was just an illusion….

He wasn’t there at his usual place when I woke up. His bed side seemed neat and untouched. No call or whatsoever. Just a short text msg saying he'll be staying an overnight at the office. Clearly he was lying. He was with that witch all night, doing God-knows-what.

That witch! Yes that witch! She’s the root of our broken marriage. She snatched my husband with her evil beauty, chasing for his money and power. Not love.

But, it could be my husband who solely gave away his heart to that woman. After all, men are beasts. They will always hunt for the better, dumping the old one and chasing for a new 'object' of satisfaction. For them commitment is just a word without action. and affection is temporary.

Or it is me!- The reason my husband looked comfort in other woman's arms! Because I'm not as slim as 7 years ago, not young and energetic like before and not as outgoing as I used to be. *sheesh* all these are due to my responsibility as a mother. Can't he b more grateful?

Whose fault is it?
"Someone should be blamed even if it is the heart that changed" (annie, 2006)

This post is my way of expressing my voice on relationship. I dont understand why people break-up or get divorce. Is it because they dont love each other anymore? then, y now they realize the fact? y not long before?...before the situation gets really complicated and one side end up getting hurt! badly! Is this wot u called a game of living??? or a test?
Besides that, i personally disagree with some ppl who say the root of the problem is because the heart changed. I believe the heart changes when its owner changes.. In a way, ONE shud b blamed.

p/s:: Dahlia is my fav name. Pure and innocent. just like me ;P

.update me.

2006-10-11T08:38:00.000+13:00

Call me the brilliant & charming html goddess ;)
i worked d html code out dis morn, b4 m3 tut..walla! now u cn see d comment link at the left bottom for each post. Am i good or just too excellent..??oh~ i'm just undescribable. (haha.. a self-claimed diva). Actually it's just another copy and paste from a dumb source, since i dunt know how to work the halogram. thnx farah, but i'm just a bimbo in comp.

A moment of peace..
today is the 17th day of ramadhan, 13 more-gruelling days b4 d next baby moon(syawal) appears,which also indicates dat there's still 12x8 raqaat of trawikh.. *oh no*. i'm getting lazier n lazier these days. i spent most of the time in fantasy land thn d reality world.*Blame on che ah 4 dragging me there n never showing me d exit. hehe*
9:15pm; Ouch! anytime now, mun will call my name. For the meantime, My knees are soaring of pain, my head is bombastically aching, my visions slowly become blurry~ Owh, whenever its time 4 trawikh, i feel like my youth has been taken away from me..My flesh has turnd into worms-slugs-bugs home, and my life-its full of drkness- no source of light..*I'm about to faint..No!!no!!! no!!! uhuk2*but if i say this to mun, she wud scream like a thunder, except dat it's 100 million times greater! ""AAAAAAAARGHH!! TAKDER.. CPAT2!!!"

A moment of proud
I haven't posted anything 4 d past few days due to my hectic work-life. Workloads kept piling up n never,once, decreased-assignmnts,tuts, tests and special grand introduction to my greatest life affair..EMTH 171 case study!
Not to bring tears to ur eyes, but i manage to do d case study in just 2days..well it was a lot easier thn the first one, which was an ass-hole! Bragging about how good am i.. make me wanna brag some more. yeah, but later!
For those who want the answer to d case study, email me or just leave a msg at my gossip box, and i'll give u a big laugh on ur face! haha.. man! do it yourself! other ppl r struggling to ensure the matlab codes work perfectly n u just copy n paste their all-sweaty cmputer progrmme piece???? damn! u' re a perfect example of monkey-human.
However, copy & paste is exceptional for tutorials and assignmnts. why? coz i say so. coz i do so. thus, i allow so.

.doink.

2006-10-05T23:55:00.000+13:00

Wot's on my mind? me.
D sizzling hot story of d day? me.
Love triangle? me, me and me.
i wish i could be .. ME
i'm a screwed one whn it comes to computer coding. It's just not my cup of tea. So, this is the best i cn do(so far...)- copy & paste from blogskins.com*urgh! idiot!*. The lack of my intelligence in this area is totally visible!.yes, noticing the absence of comment link for each post, i wonder how to generate it back. matlab is far lot easier to understand than this html-wotever-command. Gosh! che ah puhlease pull me out of this freaking shits! help me minah~
And how on earth to minimize d pic dimension??? those pics i put in my blog are freaking humongous for a lil cute diva-like-it blog like this! i hate imperfection. *doink!*
Oh btw,the pocket money for oct-dec is alrdy 'in'(like a sack of gold),so anybody who thinks i owe them a big $$$, do refer to me asap. Otherwise, it'll b burned for my another-wellington-shopping-trip next week!!
daa~

# HEhE~ kpd abg2 senior ku..clearer now?

.love me.

2006-10-03T16:05:00.000+13:00

There are ups and downs in life and we can't always expect to be on top without experiencing the bottom. Yes, i've learnt sumthing here, sumthing valueable, sumthing special. I admit i was a bit emotional in my prev post, but a sensitive heart is uncontrolable, and thus cried for attention.. Thank you for all the supports and the feedbacks- texts, emails, calls, ymassengers & msn. i never felt so filled to the brim for i thot i was lonely n life (in chch) is nothing but emptiness, but the truth revealed its mask- i'm actually not.
well, the prev post was act a result of jealousy. My housemates & I had a nite out at d seniors' house and i felt a bit left out dat nite. No, not a bit. there was a massive feelings of being alienated!. i cudn't share my stories w them, and all i did the entire nite was listening to their stories, stuffing muffins & cakes into my mouth, n flashing big-fake smiles. And now i realized why.. why i cnt get along w some of them. They are just not the species that i can talk to..(haha.. it's me being so picky) and maybe because of the age gaps between us. Subject of interest for them is love, marriage n future spouse. Gosh! there's no way i cn gt into the group! urgh.. not an interesting topic 4 a childish n hate-maturity girl like me. *So, WOTEVR seniors!* Plus, i prefer someone who r humble n cn easily mix around. [i love k. yana and k. muni!! they are fabulous!]
So, i've made a life-staggering *d'uh* decission -not to strive n look out for friendship anymore. The friends that i got here is enough to sustain me in the future. ;)

This is my family..oh and happy birthday tengkuk!(chet meng-glamour kan dier lax)

** i've startd being me again!! wearing skirts in public n being picky!!. love it! love it! muahaha..d devil is back!

"Imagine you are on vacation and you'll be catching ur flight back in nov and u r here on a mission; to stay happy and enjoy evry moment" as quoted by a wise man. =P

.down.

2006-09-30T23:33:00.000+12:00

i'm feeling down. Down at d lowest point of my emotional instability. Those i consider friends are strangers, and those i consider strangers are enemies. My world is no more according to me, it's me according to the world. yes, it's complicated. yes, it's bitter. and yes, life's rather be inequitable than ineffable. In other words, i hate it here.
An outcast i am wherever i go. I don't seem to fit the life here. no, not even a bit. i tried to mix around. i did.
Most of the time, i take off my shell, revealing the angelic side of me. yet it's not working... ppl are running away from me, and i'm running away from them. There's no connection. there's no link. there's no love. there's no support. there's no friend. how am i gonna survive in this ruthless world of canterbury?

Today is shairah's birthday. So, 'happy birthday to u!'. Everytime they go back to their old house, which is now occupied by d seniors, they'll leave me for hours. HOURS! Their relations w seniors r superb, and their relations w me r like 'terpaksa'. Same thing applies to the boys. Some of them afraid to make eye-contact w me, avoiding my gaze. Some just ignore me n pretend as if i'm not around! talk to d other 2 girls, calling up their names.. n band me from cnversation. *excuse me!!* mybe they were born w/o balls! wots so scary about me?

I wonder y i am an outcast? y i cnt get along w d seniors? n d others? y do god send me here? this place has NOTHING to offer!oh y aren't there any girls dat i cn instantly 'click' with? my type? y ppl hate me? n not talking to me? Life is unfair. i have to agree.

u bet i'm crying! i'm crying for my boring fate! i'm crying cos i know this piece of land called canterbury is not for me!
*Fuck me 4 being so nice! it's just not worth it!*
#this post is referring to malaysian population in chch.

.gadis melayu.

2006-09-29T00:18:00.000+12:00

"He says i'm not malay enough, and my lifestyle is more like mat salih. But, I am my own individual" as quoted by putri in Gol & Gincu the series.
***

True. We are wot we choose to be, regardless of our skin colour, our nationality, our religions and our money-related status. The choice is ours. But why do some people automatically label each & every individual they meet at the 1st sight.? put a restriction band to their dress codes, social groups, manners and appearances? Believe in foolhardy supertitious? and never satisfies w d happiness of others? Three words; narrow-minded, outdated & judgemental!
When i was in MRSM Berseri, i met w this ill-minded genus. Everyday, i got insulted by a group of half-witted seniors because of mixing around with guys, calling papa & mama evryday on the public phone, not wearing camisole, not knowing how to wash my clothes, buffering my nails now and then, applying sunscreen to my skin & being an undeniably loveable angel *wiwiwiwiwi~*.. I still remmbr those harsh words that came from their smelly mouths-"Ingatla sikit engkau tuh perempuan! nk bual-bual ngan laki pon tak yah la bergurau semaksima nyer!! GELI la weh! taulah anak manja! sikit2 nak repot kat mak bapak! apa ko nie? baik suro jer diorang tuh pindah perlis! Lepas tuh dah la mcm perempuan murahan, tak pakai baju dalam.. nk sangat la tuh kena rogol! Eyh minah! daripada kilatkan kuku, lebih baik ko baca buku la weh!!"
guess wot i did afterwards? i rolled my eyes, gave them a sarcastic look and get lost. 'Talk to d hand silly bitches!'.. Obviously they wont let me go away just like that, so they spread d bad words to all d other seniors. Thnk god the others werent paying attention, there were enough chaos in the hostels with d denggi disease, ghosts & orang minyak.
To make things clear to u- readers, i didnt flirt around w guys, it's more like hanging out -jokes and some physical touch. Nonetheless, they thot my action had went overboard.humph. they were really good in making it sounds as if i golek-golek w guys. werent they? *hey, that's not a bad idea. isn't it?* muahaha.. and for guys information, camisole is the short piece layer women wear on top of their bra. and yes, i wore n wear bra, but not camisole. incase u're wondering..=P
At first i was like 'whots up with dis ppl? i nvr got so much trouble in kl n selangor for committing these stuffs! Not like i'm a super bimbo! or am i?', then i told the story to my awesomely hot-gorgeous senior brothers, who then ignored d girls, and d discipline teacher, which i claimed it was a bullying case- i did a good job tho..in convincing the teacher to call them up n give them a detention dey deserve. well who wudn't believe it, if there's a girl crying infront of u n telling u she wanna quit d school unless this thing stops ;P *Love myself. drama queen.*[i never told any1 about dis story. wot a relief now..]
Altho i'm a malay(w chinese look), that doesn't mean i have to live to the std of a pure malay culture. wearing a complete baju kurung from sunrise to dawn, no coupling, no talking to boys, being a soft-spoken doll, not having higher education n high-rated payment job, holding on to d main objective in life- kawin cepat, jaga anak, duduk dkt dapur. *puhlease la~*The old time has long passed. Things have definitely changed for better. Give new era a new chance!
"I'm a malay at heart, even not on the outside" (annina, 2006)
p/s: any1 dares to challenge me writing a malay poem or post? coz i cn write a lot better thn some of u!muahahhaha. terasa tercabar? =P

.utusan.

2006-09-28T06:17:00.000+12:00

I'm on utusan web!! so cool!!
Check me out here WE LOVE ANNIE ;)
I also cant wait to receive an email from my fan, i mean fanSSSSS, *correction of the misused of singular/plural noun* as a self-centred phrase goes 'How come a person like me only have 1 fan?, annie deserves LOTS'. likewise, i wanna breathe d air of popularity, i wanna b famous for a day, i wanna be noticed!! & dis time my face will appear on d paper w/o mama & papa by my sides.. just me alone and my friend *aaachoooooBOYFRENooooooo!*. my nose is a bit sneezy lately. my apology ;)
muah3

.terawikh.

2006-09-27T13:41:00.000+12:00

Body Weight(now)? Same as 2 wix ago.
Body Weight(2 wix ago)? 3kgs more than 3 months ago.
Body Weight(3 months ago)? 2 kgs more than d day i left tanah air.(waaaaaaaa!!!!)
Conclusion? I'll be more than 5 kgs, heavier thn d last time my mom saw me, on d day i'll b goin back.
***
Gosh! it's ramadhan, means no food for 12 hours(or more), no satans to b blamed on for all d wrong-doings, no lepak-ing at the cafe area n smell d aroma of those irresistable foods, no more swearing(at least not more than 10x), and no more life entertainments from 8 to 9-sumthin. These mite seem cruel and forceful, but actually it is more like a self-discipline programme(err..that's murderous!*exaggeration..hehe*)

For the first 2 nites i had my terawikh at home berjemaah- 8 raqaat *dush!dush!*, i have to say it was pretty tiring n it's certainly not a some sort of enjoyable leisure activity 4 me(*author not being a hypocrite*) because the movement is similar to the up-down-and-up-again exercise regime that we watch in tv..plus, w d belly of a watermelon size, it's even harder to bend down and straight up again!

So, yesterday we all made a plan to go to surau & have our trawikh together w our muslim bros n sisters(well d actual reason was to grab a(or 2 or 3) mouthful(s) of absolutely delicious free food thats only served to those muslims who intend to break their fast & pray there ). Bad intentions. doink!. So, i pulled an effort to mk sure i get there on time- yer la takut food habis. and i was a bit disappointed whn they said, 'dine after prayer'. *Gosh!* i mean..pity those foods, look at them, howling for our attentions, longin to be inside our tummies, flirting w eyes of our souls.. urgh! we cant just leave them untouched even for 5 minutes..i say we should go for it first!!!* sigh~ NO body else share d same thot as me. pasrah.

Rite after maghrib prayer, i quickly fold my telekung(hijab-wotever they call it in eng), n ready to strike d food! Believe it or not, i had 5 kebabs in 20 mins. FIVE! i mean who on earth can eat 5 kebabs in less than half-an-hour??? and I'm talking about a mumbo-jumbo doraemon-pocket sized kebab!*mwahahaha*.

As i was about to go for my 6th, mun textd me, sayin she couldn't make it to d surau (for some reasons)..and suddenly i felt a wave of bless, a reason to slip away from d crowd..n not having a long gruelling trawikh w dem(OMG..i'm just plain evil!)~' Sorry, i have to excuse myself tonight, as che ah & muneera decided- at very last minute- dat dey cant come to this such beautiful iftar gathering due to an inevitable life crisis*uhuk-matlab-uhuk*. Thanx4 d company & d food. I really wish i could stay longer but then i'll just open myself to danger. The dark sky kills my pure intention. good bye' zoom!!*Who's being d evil villain now? MUN!!!hehe-at least i made my absence known*~ terasa diri lebih baik dari mun~(sesungguhnya mmg benar! ;D)

.fat.

2006-09-25T23:11:00.000+12:00

Why do i write this post?:: As i was browsing for fun on the net, by randomly pick a word n hit the search button, i came across a page created by a group of mental disordered ppl who loves to make fun of everyone else especially the group they claim as 'walking fat balloons'.
Make fun of fat people is certainly not funny at all. ur action only reflects ur idiotic mind and infantile behaviour! and what a dimwit u r.
where's ur humanity? self-grace? respect? & mind?

Dont u think this signboard is just too much? it's just a matter of sex, not body size!

Pancake for lunch? have my shit instead.

"Treat others as u want them to treat u, coz wot goes around, comes around.."

.poor boy.

2006-09-24T21:48:00.000+12:00

Today? mama's birthday. On this wonderful day, i hope u are surrounded with love & posperity. And may all your wishes come true.("Dapatkan la annina A+ for all subjects she takes this term"). Love u, bonda. ;D

Let me tell you a story of a poor boy & a materialistic girl.
***
when u ask the girl the meaning of life, happiness and destiny.. She'll give you a short answer that will leave you in a complete blank position. Indeed, u'll even question your own vocabulary proficiency, 'is that a word or am i just so dumb for not knowing it?'. After a while battling with curiosity that kills, you'll point out the Q again until u are satisfied with the answer. -"POMOLO. power. money. love"

But when u ask the boy the meaning of life, happiness and destiny.. He'll give u a name. A name of a person he can't live without. A person that matters to him so much. Sum1 that he willing to sacrifice, to do anything, even crossing the atlantic ocean, or to dive-in into a volcano that is a tick away from explosion, or to eat d whole box of ice-cream in a minute until the brain freeze n out of function. Sumone he loves. deeply. strongly. crazily.

Checking their backgrounds, u'll b surprised to discover the poor guy is not poor after all. (not even close). and dat guy is actually in love w d materiallistic girl. the name matches.

"This is ridiculous. unacceptable. Their perceptions on life is bloody different- how come they end up in a pure relationship that requires understanding, commitment, trust and sincerity? What a poor boy.. that girl must use him for her own benefit. This is such a disgrace! "

What u do not noe is the hidden meaning of pomolo. She wants power to help people who are in need of her help, to lead them out of the dark tunnel, to offer them a future that is seemd impossible. Power makes her feel in control and she loves it. She needs money to buy a high quality equipment for her house, her palace, her car, her office, her mosque, her school.. The higher the quality, the higher the safety and the longer its lifetime. But, she needs love from her parents, her siblings, her friends and especially her partner to achieve her goal. The long term goal that she wants to accomplish with full of respect, with her own hard work and not by taking advantage out of others. All in all, she needs the poor boy's love to mk her day, to roar her strength, and to succeed.

He is her sentiment, love, heart, spouse, future, destiny, ambition, aspiration, motivation, belief, peace, target and heaven.. i need u. always. annie loves daz ;D

.ramadhan-aduh.

2006-09-23T20:14:00.000+12:00

***
It's that time of the year again~ No..not halloween, and absolutely not christmas! it's fasting time for all muslims on earth. (and applies to muslims on other planets as well*err.. pluto perhaps?*). The lusty spirit of ramadhan has a lot to offer to all human beings regardless of their races and religions. It has the power to bring all men together, to form a stronger and a more powerful structure of integrity and virtue. Tho it's not for the eyes to see, but it's for the heart to feel.
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Not long ago, a friend of mine had once said, "an empty stomach can lead one falls from his grace..but an intelectual mind provides an impregnable shield from sins". The concept of fasting for a month in ramadhan, is to test our inner strength in fighting the wicked reality. Evils are everywhere, bhind d dark alley, in shopping complex, inside our neuron cells, and even inside the mosque. they r just evrywhere, evry minnie-miny-mo spot. As a result, to be a righteous survivor, one has to stay as far away as possible from things which have good likeness for one to do immoral-mischiveous crimes. For example, the ilam field..*uh-uh*
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Today is the 6-th day of my puasa ganti, and also d last. I wish i cn have 1 more day before ramadhan to give my tounge buds one last giant boost. Otherwise i'll be craving non-stop at nite- eat junkies and tons of foods at the flash of light! like i did for the last 6 days. BLOATED & BUNCIT.
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OMG! my wish comes true!!! since d baby moon failed to come out tonight as it cudnt b sighted by the men in d islamic centre or woteva.. dey decide monday to b d the first day of ramadhan. woohOo!~
*FOOD HUntinG*

.silly annie.

2006-09-22T14:09:00.000+12:00

blog starting: "I'm dying.. The aroma from d kitchen enfeebles my already despondent soul ..*uhukfood~uhuk*" may i rest in peace..
What am i listening to now? u remind me (bodylicious usher*uhuh*)- darn usher, we shud go for a date
unsettled business? i'm halfway thru reading my anniversary story book, which i pick by my own. I dont have d gut to flip d next page, becoz it's just too sad for a sadist like me to bear upon.

i'm so tired from attending lectures & doing my yet-not-finished math assignment. How i wish i cud just do a lil' twirl & twitch magic trick & *poof* a complete assignment appears out of nowhere on my desk. No energy wasted. No misspend of time. No sleepless nigths. AND no beneficial works. Well, a cinderella wish will just b a wish even for the next hundred ov years..

This afternoon was a tiresome; i had 2 play a fatuous nerdy character from 9am till 2pm. Well wont u call a person who visits the main library twice in 3 hours interval, a plain nutcase weirdo? It's my fault though. i borrowed 2 dvds from d library d day b4 n planned 2 return them 2dy. and i did it in between my math & stat lecture. But as i got back to my room, i discovered d cd was actually still inside my disc compartment. DANG! it hit me.. *'not now! i'm suffering from a severe case of lethargy'* whether i want it or not, it's a uni property & i dont wanna be called a thief..so i grabbed my UCOB beg n draggd my feet to the front door. I tried my best to smile and beam i-am-in-a-good-mood face to strangers i met along d way but inside i felt like a shitty cow dung. miserable!.

In the evening, i had promised d girls(my housemates), i'll b joining them for d grocery trip -the thing that we do once a week. A financial independent activity. Love it. 1 thing i love about this trip is dat we all have the chance to b stressd free n talk about some other stuffs (mostly are none of our concern) thn academic while breathing d air of christchurch city. So, today's topic was destiny. We believe that we are destined to be here to make our dream, our parents' dream and our sponsor's dream come true. but How far is this thing cn b acceptable? Not far. certainly only a short distance from 0. Che ah's definition of destiny is alif shah azman shah(our so-called soccer addict senior). She proudly said that they r destined to b together for they share d same interest in basketball and both have d 'cool attitude'. that statement left me n mun with opened mouths and blinky eyes.*err..whotever*. Obviously, we both know it's a one way love affair coz alip has his heart for mun(that's wot we thought).It was a fun teasing each other with this kind of jokes. girls will always be girls. All we talk about is boys, boys and boys..

Apart from that, there were lots of topless men on the field 2dy. *aaaah*. They made me crazy! and this thing gotta stop..'come to annie bad boys!!!! muah3' ;)

.sweet.

2006-09-21T23:49:00.000+12:00

Omg..my senior was so sweet~

He called me to ask about the house contract, which i have no idea about.. So he started to raise his voice a lil' for he thought i didn't understand the thing he was talking aboout..
knowing how i wud react when sum1 being as demanding as i am.. i was so furious with his behaviour. i passed the phone to my housemate (as he enquired me to do so) and screamed "URGH! bUd marah anne!"

LAter on, the phone was passed back to me.. he didn't mention anything n so do i. but later in ym, he sent

Bud Mohd Yusoff:ann
Bud Mohd Yusoff:Tadi masa bud called, i heard u said "Bud marah ke?"
Bud Mohd Yusoff:haha
Bud Mohd Yusoff:no lah
Bud Mohd Yusoff:i wasn't
Bud Mohd Yusoff:tak nak ann salah faham pulak

muahaha! i start to love my fate back!! ;) It's nice to be surrounded by great seniors- they really give u motivation to work harder. haha.. Anyways bud.. tak terasa pon, but che ah n mun ..they were so jealous w d msgs u sent. hehe.

.destiny.

2006-09-21T22:54:00.000+12:00

Status: extremely lazy and lifeless

Hair-style: Granny bun with lots of hair poking out

Object of depression? math ASS-ignment that is due next monday and my la nina bank account. i'm dead poor.

Shocking News? Lindsay lohan is engaged to dat ugly harry morton and she's having his baby in her used-to-be-flat belly. So, whot's d fuss?, u may ask.. d party diva will stop being an arse-hole after all this mushy relationship-a clear indication that i have to look up for a new idol.

U see the big headline on top there? It says destiny. Does it sound familiar to u? For some people it is.. this is a group of ppl who struggle in their everyday life , battling with d ever so complicated chapters on earth. Every morning when i wake up, i wish everything that had happened to me for the past 18 yrs was just an intense game of my tricky mind. i know i shud b grateful over everything- awesome family, fantastic love life, and a beautiful voluptuos body- especially for having d 1-in-a-thousand opportunity to experience a higher level of education in a foreign land. But i'm not. Wot so special about winning a scholarship? or doin a stupid engineering degree?- Nothing! unless u're doin medic in one of the top three schools in europe(burgh~)..

Well, 2 days ago i received an email from an ol pal in malaysia.. An email saying she'll be leaving to CAMBRIDGE in a week time doing f*cking medical course.. & she'd b honoured to show me around the campus whenever i drop by. That short piece of writing had left me blank with streams of tears flowing on my face for hours!.. Not because i'll be missing her in d near future.. instead i was thinking of how unlucky i am to have my future lies in this unknown university. How can i end up here? I had always wanted to be a doctor, in fact i was d brainy one in d family! but y didn't i persue my dream? Why? Was god overlooked my fate?- i know i shudn't b questioning this.. but i feel do stupid, dumb & dopey like never b4

Her destiny should be mine.. mine..& mine alone.

.introduction.

2006-09-21T13:12:00.000+12:00

hey ho!

moOD: Feel like asphyxiate sumbody (any volunteers?)
Music: Barney-the-ugly-big-fat-ass-dinasour aspiring theme song
structure: skewed to the front. - almost touching the ground. almost.
Food: fasting! but i feel like eating apple crumble, or hot muddy brownies with vanilla ice cream at the side and strawberry syrup on the top!(not forgetting low-fat yoghurt as an additional serve..)-walla!

Greetings mr. blog! since i'm goin to talk a lot for d next few days, months n years to u, let me introduce myself..For a start i'm a girl. That's ryte a figure with boobs and large hips! a student, still, in kiwi land and currently in my intermediate year doing BEhons. My life hasn't been much easier compared to hi-school days, there's a lot of presure and constrain going on. Especially when u're not ready to leave ur childish part behind..
I accept my fate with broken arms, why do others get a much brighter oppurtunity tho they weren't top achievers at school? Why are they so thin and lovely?- aren't their parents teachin them how to eat? How can sumone b so lucky when they look lika a street smugger?
I love to question my fate, i love to make comparisons and i love to see other people fail in life aor the field they self-indulged in. Laughter is d best medicine. true. this is the thing that triggers d happy hormone in my brain. i know i'm evil and cruel, i got that lots in my old blog.
But now, it's all about the new me- i wanna strt writing about sumthing less evil and beautiful, sumthing about ME! me! me! and me!
Anyways, it's my occult.. my polkadots land. So, nothing else matters except me, myself & I

xoxo