In the Eyes of A Squirrel Mind / 2:20 PM

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Flashback / 7:16 AM

On the 21st of october was our lion-haired Daryl's birthday. I have a confession to make; I only knew about it on the day itself. And if you ask me, I haven't really memorised anyone's birthday in my class yet. Ahh. Oh well, it's just the 2nd semester. Here are the pictures from Daryl's little birthday celebration:

Okay now for what has been going on more recently. Last 2 days was the opening of HSM3 in Singapore and I watched it with Farhana and Syafiq. It was kinda good. I still think the first one is the best. If I were to rate them accordingly, it would be High School Musical, High School Musical 3 and then High School Musical 2. Not that High School Musical 2 is not good or anything but I think the other 2 is better. And I heard that there'll be a 4th one. I'm not sure if I'll watch that one because it might get kinda boring by then.

Yesterday, I went for a short photo outing with Faris at Old School. A kind of art museum sorta thing. It's really very nice. I can't upload the pictures yet because I used Faris's vivitar and thus I need to develop and scan the film first but I do have some shots in my digital camera which I will be uploading on my ipernity account.

After that we went to get my watch! The Aldo store at Plaza Singapura was where I first saw the watch but then when I got there, the person said that he couldn't sell it to me because it wasn't working. So he told me to try Aldo at Raffles City, which I did of course. I love my new watch! It has that new leather smell that exist on leather shoes, rendering me dizzy when smelling it too much.

We headed to Esplanade after that to meet Nicco, Syafiw and Nicco's friend. After awhile we headed to Tampines so I could meet Nisha to chill before going back to Esplanade to meet Edwin and Wahidah. Why I was meeting Edwin and Wahidah has to remain a secret for now. ;)

Labels: birthday, personal, photo outing

On the Contrary / 11:17 PM

I like it when I smile. Nope, not because I think I look good when I do it. I think I'm ugly but I still like it when I smile this wide. I smile this wide only when I stumble upon stuff that deserves this wide a smile. Like what you might ask. Like when I find good news about my idol.

Firstly, his back on the relationship track. Alhamdulillah. Secondly, I found something else somewhere which I'm not gonna mention and it really is making me smile wider than The Joker. For now only Farhana and Huda knows. After Nisha's paper tomorrow I'm definitely gonna tell her. I saved that little scrap of happiness in words not of my own. Alhamdulillah. I feel blessed now.

I realise however, I like to write such depressing poems. The only poem I can remember that is good natured is of a dream I had. Oh well, I guess it's just teenage angst. However, I also realise they're always love songs. hmm.. I need a private diary to release my orgasmic happiness. 0.0!

Jennifer Love Hewitt is hot.

Labels: idol, personal, poems

Booze, smoke screen and smiley faces / 11:33 PM

I gotta say, I think I have the best classmates ever in my lifetime. Yesterday night was barbeque night at my lovely DMC 05's class challet. The minute I got in and took in the extremely spacious challet house and saw Wahidah, I went to hug her. Okay, actually she initiated the hug first. Man it felt good to see her and the rest.

Started off a bit rough as we work like over-sized elves, either poking wooden sticks through the food or getting the fire started for the grill. As we work and work, soon enough the fire got started and about half of the food was ready to be laid above the crackling fire. Oh there was on thing though, stupid immature people with the extremely honourable title of MATS had nothing better to do but to throw water bombs from outside the fence when we were trying to light the grill.

Simple, just listen to the way they laugh. And I find that Ah Bengs do not partake in such things because most believe in the "I don't care you, you don't care me" policy. Well that's what I think. Oh well, whatever race they are, they're just cowards lacking social life.

Anyway, after helping out here and there, I brought down my guitar and played a few tunes. According to Wahidah, it was nice to eat with some music in the background. Imagine midnight luau. ;) Really missed them all, even though some couldn't make it and not all stayed over. Which brings me to another thing, I didn't plan to stay over so when they asked me to stay over anyway, I slept in my jacket and jeans. And Xiu Wei, me and a few others who didn't plan on staying over either had to buy toothbrushes.

But the night was kinda okay because we killed it by watching 2 movies on Yusuf's laptop, some of us then played UNO while the others played some other game I didn't even know about. The UNO game was extremely excessive. It ended at about 3-4am and I finished 4th last. By then people had had their booze, contributed to the amount of smoke screen going on in the balcony and were smiling tired smiles.

Nicholas, Josiah and me, being the only three who didn't sleep, heard a promising ensemble in the house. A symphony of snores and sleep mumbling. I shall not mention who played which instrument because they should know themselves. ;)

But all in all, it was nice seeing them again and upon seeing them I have no need to miss school anymore. Ahh.. I think I'm getting sick though.

Labels: challet, DMC 05, pasirris, personal

Dreams of Tears / 1:47 PM

These past few nights, I've been dreaming. Even though I call them dreams, I always end up sad. For the most of them. In these dreams, I would cry and when I wake up I'd find myself thinking. Then I remembered one night where I was thinking of my position in my family before I go to sleep. Maybe the sadness just fused with my dreams and presto sad dreams galore.

**"depan orang... "

It makes sense now that I think of it because most of the dreams are related to what I've been thinking about.

"depan orang... "

What happens when people are around whether during raya or when people visit.

"depan orang... "

How 'extravagant' my family describes me as.

"depan orang... "

"depan orang... "

"depan orang... "

And it makes me sick to my stomach that I don't ever say anything about it. I'd just torment myself with imaginations and mental contradictions. Oh well, contradictions give birth to activities in the economy which in turn produce waste. And waste is the source and product of it all. I'm not really sure what that means in relation to contradiction but maybe I will someday and I'd be somewhat useful to the economy.

I'm not sure but I think they do the same when people are not around only that it gets more worse when people are around. And they wonder why I don't talk to my cousins that much. pfft.

**In english it means, "In front of people... ". In this entry it refers to the facade or the way I am treated by my family when other people are around.

Labels: dream, family, personal