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Today's Monday. And my mum and I (including my little sister) went shopping; just in Seremban 2, nowhere else. Ahah. Usually I would just say 'Pass' to this kind of journey. But, honestly, I was a bit excited to go shopping. Since I needed to buy a present for my little friend. Speaking of which, Nat. Sorry for the late present! Happy Birthday. From you WGs losers, much love too, Aria.Rahiza.Nany. Hopefully she'll like them. I had a hard time choosing what to buy. Seriously. Ah, and yes. I bought them at Momoe. My most favourite store ever.! Second will be Orange Sorbet. Most of my wardrobes are those brands. Because they are so casually cute yet cool. And yes, the carpet you see there. Is none other than Pooh and Tigger. I did say that I am a major Disney nerd did I not? I should do a tour of my room. Sounds fun eh? Then, I bought a little thing(s) for myself too. Except it's something edible or should I say; drinkable. Or maybe... consumable instead? Ahah. Whichev

Randomness #1 (...or was it #2?)

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Be warned. This is a random post. Just to waste your time. Heed my warning. Do not proceed if you think this might be; a complete waste of your time. Thank you. One morning (more likes yesterday morning), I posted a status on my Fb. Should I translate this? Ahaha. I was just greeting the early facebookers. Good morning, everyone. What is today's breakfast? My Akihiko love-rival commented. So I replied. Commented back. Replied. The pattern went on and on. Temporarily. Conclusion; I have a Mareshiajin-eating-Furansu-food-for-dessert-in-the-morning. Yippie. Objective; Random. Teehee. ♥ P/S; Did I mentioned that I am so heading over heels in love with the NicoNico Douga singers all over again? Particularly Clear, Nero and the rest of the PointFive(.5) members? I'll probably make a post of them soon.! P/S/S; And did I mentioned I ate Korean pancakes (cooked by none other my mummy ♥), inspired by Lee Hyori from Family Outing S1.

Some things just can't be helped.

I know one thing that can't be helped no matter how much you try. Or maybe a couple of things. For instance, fate. Second is... love. Yes, no matter how much I want to deny it. No matter how many times I shake my head off the thought. In the end, it always comes back to me. But... This time is different. At least, I like to think so. For years, my crushes would be either those of video games characters or animations characters, even now characters from novels that I read. To think there is a real, living human crush of mine just a few steps away from my seat in class. Is it so hard to just say 'hi, can we be friends?' Please, give me courage. To even talk to you. Just being friends and share all the things we have in-common--- Is already a dream come true. I love to listen to the songs you've written I understand perfectly that you will never let anyone into your life that easy. But, can you make me the only exception? And somehow this has become like a short story for

Fight Fire with Fire.

How should I say this in order to really elaborate on my, this time, idiom-ish entitled post? Well, let's just say, the people around me are. I think it might be just one-sided. Considering THOSE people who started first. And of course, I'm not here to badmouth anyone. Yeah, yeah; I know. I used to. It was just a one time thing. I'm not gonna delete the previous post (of one containing my anger on someone) neither will I make another one like that. This is a blog, so I'll use whatever it has to offer. Like for instance, the freedom of speech . And yes, I just love to beat around the bush. It what makes any posts interesting. Come on, if you just leave is too short and simple. It doesn't show the Malaysian shyness. Or how my Bahasa teacher will always say; 'Orang Melayu suka cakap berlapik-lapik.' Totally second that. And I will live up to that quote, teacher. Ugh, I did it again. I just shifted into another topic. Forgive me for doing so. Anyways, once you

Reunion.

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Reunion. Yes. Years of separation, and always postponing our reunion, Neeya and I have finally met for the first time after four years. I guess, all thanks to a friend of hers, Iskandar, for letting it happened. Of course, God too. It started upon just a mere share of link about the MPO, a.k.a Malaysia Philharmonic Orchestra. He commented. And we talked about the wonders of the concert. One day, suddenly, he commented on my FB wall. "Are you going to the MPO with us?" I was stunt. Clearly, I thought it was only a joke. A fun, imaginary joke to fulfill my sweet desire of going to watch MPO once in a lifetime. Guess, he didn't think that way. I was broke. So broke. But he told me, that it was his 'treat.' There was no way I could decline such offer. Though, I had my hesitations. But then again, even if he wasn't going to 'treat' me. I'll still go anyways. Considering my mum said it could be my early birthday present. Speaking of presents, I like to m

Experience of Present&Past.

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Today was the Marathon Day. Believe or not, I sorta had fun. Though, I just ran all by myself considering that two of my friends were absent. Yes, lonely I was. While the other two are the Red Crescent Society, thus, they had to stand and watch out for injured students/runners. If there was one. Oh, there was one. Carry on, tomorrow's Sunday. But do I have anything planned on? Er. Might be. But not a definite answer. Though, hopefully, my plan goes as plan. Hopefully. Please do. If so, I have to finish all the homework. There sure a lot of homework. And did I mention that I dislike directed writing? I haven't? Well, I do. At times. Depending on the topic. Articles, nay. I hate it most. The main reason that I kinda dislike directing writing is that... they give you the words. I mean, sure, the words aren't which I normally used. But sometimes it's hard for me. Especially if it's regarding something so out of my league. Like a house on fire or something. Or even, an a

Reporting.

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*hands stretches* Finally, a day off. I could use some rest. Especially after I had to run 7 kilometres for the school marathon. Oh, wait. I have to run again this Saturday. Yesterday was just the 'rehearsal.' But man, the way how my legs are still sore and my body is still aching, I wouldn't really call that a ' rehearsal ' at all. They could at least make next Monday a holiday, or even tomorrow. By then, I could actually be ' mentally' and ' physically' prepared. Yesterday, I didn't have to go to class the whole day. As I was involved in the Leadership Course . Most of my friends did too. And surprisingly, I find it pretty fun. Through the evening and night, I was a bit emotionally unstable. I was doing the usual; resting while chatting with my friends. They were discussing about something. I was sleepy, exhausted but I didn't want to sleep. So in my sleep-deprived state, I kept on chatting, hoping that they would change their topic from &#

3 Seconds of Happiness (and other babbles).

It was only 3 seconds. But I could feel this happiness rushing into me at that exact moment. Even if it was just a mere bump. Okay, more lie, I elbowed him. Though, I was a bit taken aback when he didn't even notice that. He simply (and swiftly) passed beside me while I was about to turn around and apologize into, thinking it was just a girl. But when I turned. I saw a shirt. And at the moment I was stunned. "Shit. A guy? And it's not just any guy...." *gasps and gawks at the same time* Then, I was stupefied. Frozen. But what on earth... he didn't even noticed me. Depressing. any way, I'm happy. And that's what counts. Putting that aside, I'm gonna make a short review, I guess you could call that. It's regarding the new otome game I played. Frankly, I was excited to play it and happy when I got the chance to. At least, before I actually played it. I was left speechless in the middle of the game and I swear, I just curse through the whole gameplay.

New Header.

Yes. This time, all my months of effort of studying the javascript to put randomize images upon refresh, finally paid off. So now, girls and boys -- feel free to reload/refresh every minute. Though, I just put like four headers only at the moment. more will come soon. Considering I might be busy during the weekdays. 'Might be.' I guess, that's it for now. Will post more some time later.

Evening Chatter

Yesterday was a holiday. To those who didn't know. And the title doesn't really make any sense does it? I know. I know. I'm so out of ideas lately. Even for my new fanfic. PERSONA 3 PORTABLE: NOUVEAU. I made two prologue drafts. Now, I'm torn between two. I like the first one too. But when I think about the readers... I-I'll be; . . . Yeah. Sorta like that. So I think, I would just go with the second draft. Then just continue how I did for the first draft. By the way, should I make the fanfic featuring the FeMC, or the MC? Once again, I'm torn between those two. I heart both. If I choose the FeMC, automatically, Akihiko will be hers. Which, I'm not jealous at all (a little bit might be...) I just lied. Maybe a lot. Akihiko is just a great character and an amazing potential significant other. But look at the bright side, at least Shinji-senpai ❤ ❤ and Ken-chan ❤ are available. including a certain character. and it's not stupei, everyone. Aria: No offense

No More chillex.

Yeah. Exactly. Everyday has been hectic so far and it's just the beginning of January, there are still lots ahead me. Ordeal. Drama. Conflict. Etc. Oh yeah, homework. And with several exclamation points at the end; SPM I'm not gonna start about SPM 'cause I'm just so tired at the moment. I had to run for the whole 12 minutes non-stop (not even when I felt the feeling of faint. jeesh.) Then, a punishment. Isn't that a bit to harsh? I just practically ran until my legs fell off. I didn't even get the chance to chill or sit for a few seconds. Thank goodness, I brought my water with me at that time. It was like... I don't know if there's a word to describe it. Oh wait, there is; BRUTAL AND EXCRUCIATING.! Haha. That pretty much sums this post up. Really. All I wanted to rant about my life today is that. OK. I gotta finish up some, probably, Librarians works. Then homework. Gosh, my body and legs are still sore. I really want to just hit the sack.

First week Updates!

This is will my second post of the year 2011. And I just survived my first week of school as a SPM candidate. The first week was... okay (I guess?). *says with a flat voice* The first day, however, was a disastrous. On the very first day, a teacher replaced Pn. Ram, my chemistry teacher Well, I thought it would be... different than Pn. Ram's class, but the moment the new teacher, stepped in, as if the whole class were stupefied. Then, the teacher immediately ordered the students to stand up and asked questions. I was one of the few students left I guess. I was nervous what can I say? I knew the answer, but it just wouldn't come out. *shrugs* In spite of Pn. Ram's constant sarcasm, I have to say, I kinda miss her. I never thought of a day that I would say that. Nonetheless, I don't dislike the new teacher. I'm just so-so. I'm sitting for SPM this year, so I'm not mad that she did that. Because I know, all she wanted was to test us. And if she's mad, I w

Haha.

Hahaha. I'm so happy.~ :) And who knows why. LOLOLOL. I mean, I have all the reasons not to be happy today. Like Reason #1; School is starting. Like really soon. ==" Reason #2; SPM tis year darn it! Reason #3; Someone broke a promise. I mean, seriously what the klgdjsfkghrs! I was so looking forward to these (roughly) two months of break when we're gonna talk all day/night long but no~, lies. Jeesh. Reason #4; I'm bored. Hahaha. See what I mean? But, I don't know. I think I'm feeling oddly happy this evening. :)) and THAT is why I am blogging for no reason. I think this post is just... a mere post. Haha. No topic. No blabbering. No complaining. No ranting. No fangirling. No emo-ing. Just a random post! :DD Well, I think it's good once it a while. Enough with the depressing stuff, this blog deserve more happiness! LOL. OK. Maybe I'll be blogging soon again. I'm guessing, once school's start, there's bound to have something to blog (complain)