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Tuesday, June 30, 2009 8:31 PM
Oh and btw, happy birthdays to my sister, Nur Syahirah Hamzah, birthday dated 24th June.
And to my uban-plucking friend, Muhammad Siddik Hasman, birthday dated 29th June.
Happy happy selalu!



Yeah bebeh!
8:09 PM
Woots!
We Sec 5s have akready gotten our schedule for O levels and our entry proofs!
Woots again!
No paper on my birthday! Hee.

Well well well. Its seemed so long that we were just a bunch of fidgeting midgets. And now, we're taking an examination of our lives bebeh!

And its been so long that........hmm.
Awkwardness?

So HINI on the loose eh?
Well at least its better than HINI + SARS right??? So still not that bad la kan.
2 of our teachers already promoted Habbatus Saudaá.
Sing that song again!

So, its already 2 days eh. So that another, 1978 days to go.
Haiissssh. I'm gonna survive this bebeh!

Geography almost finishing. Maths and AMaths need more revision and practice. Physics needs refreshing. Chemistry, cool. Languages, I need books badly :(

Donedonedone.



Salts & Sugars

Vocalists: Luqman, Syaraf, Abu.
Guitarists: Syahid ( Powerchords/Solo ) Sufian ( Chords/Rythm/Solo ) Harith ( Chords/Rythm/Bass )
Keyboardist: Hafidz
Drummer: Khairul



Tragedies...
Sunday, June 28, 2009 8:13 PM
Salaam to all.
Hello to whoever is reading this.

School already starting eh?
Holidays done, one month already gone, and here we are striving towards our own goals.
Terjatuh along the way, bangooon balek.
TERmalas sekejap, rajiiiinkan diri balek.

Well. Things seem good for me. Until today.
When you are in no position to decide, you have no other choices but to follow.
Im facing it right now.
Hoping that it will turn out for the better.
Hmm...its making me worried.
Well then, I have to play my part too.
Its not the end.
Not now, not ever I hope.
Allah help me. Ameen.

Did a bit of physics and geog.
Am getting nowhere with my Tahfiz.
Haiissh...

1st July? More blessings and hopes please.
Help me survive this.

Patience is the key. Patience is a virtue.
إن الله مع الصبرين
Yeah, that'll do.



No one can save me the damage is done..
Saturday, June 27, 2009 5:49 PM
No more procrastinations this time!!
Pictures on demand.


A sketch of the instrumentalists of the band, "Salts and Sugars".




mmff..
Monday, June 22, 2009 8:00 PM
Salaam to all. Heyho readers.

>Saturday, 20th June 2009:

My family and I went to visit my cousin who was recently circumcised. It brought back memories, of me fainting while watching my brother being circumcised. Tak takot la! Tak cukup minum air je jadi mabok2 gitu.
So, there was a lot of food, as usual. Nasi briyani, sambal udang, all teh muffins and tarts and rambutans! Fresh from my grandparents' own tree in Malaysia.

We were all bored so my aunt gave me money and told me to rent some DVDs. Everybody knows the shop at Woodlands MRT stn right? I bet all Irsyadians have ever set foot on Woodlands MRT stn correct? There's this shop that provides CD rentals right? Yeah. My cousin, brother and I went there, got some DVDs and spend about 20 mins just to choose. When I approached the counter to pay for the DVDs, the cashier told me that I have to be above 19 to be able to rent DVDs.

Dari tadi aku tgh pilih kt situ, die ade laa tgkkn aku, bukan nk bilang awal2 tau. Muke aku ni nmpk 19 ke? Ke die tgk uban aku? Allermaaak.
Called my aunt, told her the full story. She then asked me to get some bubble teas using the $10 she gave me.

So there I was, ended up queuing for bubble tea at SweetTalk beside ValueShop. Queue was quite long, but I frog jumped a Minah tudong. So what? Pkai mcm gitu, diri blakang ah.
Then somebody got shouted at for increasing order when he already received his previous order. Bukan nk line-up balek tau. Ni sme kes budak2 melayu in big groups. Si dol ni pulak layankn kwn die yg laen. Ape lagi. Chinese girl marah ah.
Well, at least there's something to entertain me. Lol. I ordered 2 iceblends, 2 milkteas and 2 milkshakes. :D

That night, still at my aunt's house, waiting for my dad to come back, layankn somebody tido lt phone. At last, my fam decided to sleep over at my aunt's house. Tak bawak baju tak bawak ape, nak tido situ. Tapi tkpe since rumah dkat kaan. Mmm.

>Sunday, 21st June 2009:

Slept all day. Tired. Fatigue. Dead beat. Worn-out. Drained. Bushed
NO GM. NO fren.

>Today, 22nd June 2009:

9am: Malay workshop by Mr Herman, but he didnt managed to come over, so replaced by Mdm Yanis. Did a workshop on Purpose.



My block being painted. The Bangladeshi worker smiled at me when I went out for SmartLab.


Played void-deck soccer. Went home. Get 1 hour of sleep before going out again for SmartLab. Met Faá at Dhoby Ghaut NEL line. Seboook je. Then joined by some other girls.
Reached there and found out that the other boys havent arrived yet. Its me and the girls. -_-" Too tired to even care. 5+ mins they came. Did some vectors. Clear skit sey. Hmm.

End.
Bye.




Unplanned Friday.
Friday, June 19, 2009 7:48 PM
Heyho.
Back again too soon.

Watched Land of the Lost today after Friday prayers with Hafidz, Khairul and Syamil. Expected more people to come but nvm.

The story is a bit too random. Okayy la. Storyline mrepek skit. Saw Fadhil and Hazim at Banquet. Hazim curi tulang eh. He was supposed to help the bangladeshi workers paint my block, but he took a day off. Kn Hazim?
Otw home, saw a line of people queuing up for what also I dono. Sampai je ruma, bariing.

Fath msged asking me to lend harris my shoes. They're playing takraw. Met up with Fath, Yusof, Muzammil and Adam under my block. They asked me to join. So I joined.
Maghrib je balek, and here I am, updating my blog.

Done.


Due budak muke step. Otw home from SmartLab.




East Coast Dudes
Thursday, June 18, 2009 7:54 PM
السلام عليكم
Hello people.

Yeah yeah! We dudes spent our time at the beach. East Coast. Well, it may be boring to hear that we always go to East Coast but what to do, da terpaut dengan East Coast. So, met up with Hafidz and Sufian at the busstop opposite Marsiling MRT station (mcm pernah dengar gitu kn?). Met up with the others at Eunos MRT.

Everything's quite the same, the journey and all.
Settled at the same place as the last visit, got a shelter, pondok kecil je. Kecil? Sounds wrong. What's next? Hyped up with some strummings and pro keyboarding.
Lots of new music but with little progress, with Sufian tk habes2 dgn die punye Jason Mraz's "Lucky". Tapi boleh tahan cool jugak. Got the hang of it :))

Had breakfast, gedebak gedebuk, change into sea costumes (wt?), played frisbee with 'soapy hands'. Satisfied enough, played in the water pulak. Played captain ball in water. Pnaaat. Lapaa.
Oh, and we, the dudes finally managed to build a human tower. Woots! Achievement bebeh
Finally sme naik ke darat balik, dudok ramai2, music marathon. And again, not much progress. So, return back to Puspa.
Some of the dudes attempted to retrieve a stuck kite on a tree. Syarap panjat and managed to make the situation better. But the kite was still stuck. After several minutes of shoe-throwing and thread-pulling, with sand particles floating all over, the kite finally came down. Worth the effort? Im not so sure about that.

Masa sudah berlalu dan badan-badan kami juga sudah kering, ape lagi, wash up ah. Packed up our stuff, and I spend most of the time searching for my bloody belt. Camwhored. (boys do that? weird) Yeah. We did that.

Plan was to pray Zohor at Darussalam. But time was short.
Platoon! Asar approaching, prepare your wudhu'!
Tengah berwudhu', then there was some noisy malay boys, older then us maybe, bathing in the circular area. Then one of them saw us having our ablutions and he approached us:
"Eh, korang nak solat eh? Korang solat kat mane ah?"
"Ktrg soalt kt pondok public."
"Umm, qiblat mane ah?"
We showed them and once he got it, he continued bathing and was probably one of the noisiest.
Khairul got the -_-" expression on his face and said:
"Itu yang tadi tanye qiblat kn? Aik, takkan berubah sekejapan?" -_-"

Performed our prayers at the pondok, in public. Da la solat jemaah ramai2, pulak tu sme pkai baju same mcm contractor company mane ntah, kt public lagi. LoL. Ape agaknye orang sme pikir eh?

Went home. Thought the fun was over but, Hafidz, Arif and some others (excluding me, who was already damn tired) came out with a plan. What's the plan?
Plan was: Shake our bodies together at the sound of the doors closing signal. Yeah. The one that goes "doors closing, titititititititit". Try it. Sit in an MRT, vibrate your bodies at the sound of the tititititi, and give yourself a pat on your back for being such a dunce.





Clouds, I find them interesting.
Pictures not available!

I'm done here. Bye.




Friday, June 12, 2009 8:14 PM


















Revenge is sweet
7:33 PM
Salaam to all.
Spending your holidays fine? Done anything beneficial? Reflect back...

>
Well, here it is. Excactly 50% of my holidays are taken up by school activities. Ugh. Seriously if I become a principal one day, (which I hope I won't) I will cancel all holidays!! REVENGE...on innocent kids.

Oh oh. Do you remember the day I had my Head of Student Leaders speech? Remember remember? The secret word inserted into it? Well, sooner, I'm gonna have my ending speech...and this time, its gonna be much more clearer. REVENGE...

>
Had a Pure Physics mock test today. Both paper 1 and 2. And that was 2hrs and 45mins of butt-aching and stomach-grumbling. My stomach started rebelling as time was approaching the end. Too hungry to even care what I'm scribbling.

>
Friday sermon was on child upbringing. Took some notes. LoL. Eh, kene belajar tau cmne nak didik anak. I got tips on
How to be Good Parents:
- Be fair to our kids. No favouritism, bias, etcetra etcetra.
- Always have a positive approach.
- Last but never the least: Duá for our children. We plan, Allah decide.

>
Ikhwans had a basketball session at braddell. Dripping sweats. Always. Sweating is healthy right? Hahh. Managed to catch up with one minute train at AMK. Ran like maniacs at Braddell.


>
(this next paragraph is meant for somebody)
Anybody spent their holidays overseas? Here's seomthing. Remember to have a passport. Anybody not having a passport can just drop by the ICA building at Lavender MRT Stn, 4th floor if I'm not mistaken. Yeah. But, dont forget your birth certs. LoL.

>
Btw, East Coast..again? Hmm. Mcm tkde tempat lain gitu eh. Aku bawak garam! Kalau laut tu tak cukup masin, aku tambah garam. Abu dgn Ismail bawak ikan. Yang laen bawak je pape korang nak. Naufal bawak pasir tak sala aku. Mm.
West Cooooaaast.....herks.

DOES ANYBODY HAVE ANYTHING INTERESTING FOR ME TO DO?? TO RELAX MY MIND FROM THE REVISIONS PERHAPS?? ANYBODY??

Fullstop.



Tuesday, June 9, 2009 1:24 PM
To my dear friend
Harith Harris b Basir,
Happy 17th birthday! May Allah bless you with good life and beautiful hair -_-"

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random
Saturday, June 6, 2009 4:11 PM
"Doc," says Steve, "I want to be castrated."
"What on earth for?" asks the doctor in amazement.

"It's something I've been thinking about for a long time and I want to have it done" replies Steve.
"But have you thought it through properly?" asks the doctor, "It's a very serious operation and once it's done, there's no going back. It will change your life forever!"

"I'm aware of that and you're not going to change my mind -- either you book me in to be castrated* or I'll simply go to another doctor."
"Well, OK.", says the doctor, "But it's against my better judgment!"

*( castrated means: to remove the testicles of a man or male animal, making reproduction impossible. )

So Steve has his operation, and the next day he is up and walking very slowly, legs apart, down the hospital corridor with his drip stand. Heading towards him is another patient, who is walking exactly the same way.

"Hi there," says Steve,"It looks as if you've just had the same operation as me."
"Well," said the patient,
"I finally decided after 37 years of life that I would like to be circumcised**."

**( circumcise: khatan/sunat )

Steve stared at him in horror and screamed, "Damn it! THAT'S the word!




A man decides to have a face-lift for his birthday. He spends $5,000 and feels really good about the results.

On his way home, he stops at a newsstand and buys a paper.
Before leaving, he says to the sales clerk, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but how old do you think I am?"
"About 35," was the reply.
"I'm actually 47," the man says, feeling really happy.

After that, he goes into McDonalds for lunch and asks the clerk the same question.
The reply is, "Oh, you look about 29".
"I am actually 47."

Later, while standing at a bus stop, he asks an old woman the same question.
She replies,
"I am 85 years old, and my eyesight is going. But when I was young, there was a sure way of telling a man's age. If I put my hand down your pants and palpate your balls for 10 minutes, I will be able to tell you your exact age."

As there was no one around, the man thinks, and lets her slip her hand down his pants.
Ten minutes later, the old lady says, "Okay, it's done. You are 47."
Stunned, the man says, "That was brilliant. How did you do that?"

The old lady replies,
"I was behind you at McDonalds."



Pesantren Kilat Remaja. Again.
1:14 PM
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
Hullo people! Salaam to all.



Similar to last year, the school invited trainers from overseas to conduct a camp for us. Last year we had random participants specially chosen from Sec2 to Sec5. I was one of them of course. Last year's trainers were: Adeda, Ust Rizal and Kak Uus. This year we had Pak Denny, replacing Adeda.



The camp was as fun as last year's. Tiring though. Butt aching all the time. Haha. Listened to craps, watched videos, played games, told stories, learned new useful things, life lessons, etc.



Ambushed Haykal on both nights. Haykal merajok-ed the second time. Lol. Played hide-and-seek. Only to be seen by Honneh, and to be interrupted by Faá. Allermak.

Another time was when I was hiding behind the vending machine and waiting like some idiot, wanting to scare Abu, and was seen by Bah and Malyanah. Malunye smcm. Haha.



Sufian. Baru kutahu dirimu yang sebenar. Muke decent! Perangai nonsense! Asia's ape? Ah? Indonesia eh?? Ape response kau? "Alaa. Ini semue perkare normal". Normal otak lu.

K ah. Cm malas gtu nk update.
Im done here.

What the mind thinks, the body will create.



11:29 AM
Happy Birthday to my dear brother
Muhammad Zaid bin Hamzah!
Grow up bro. Jangan gatal2 mentel2 sme.
Be serious in your studies. And be good!

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special request
Wednesday, June 3, 2009 9:56 PM
Someone asked me to post something.
So here we go.
Hello people! Salaam to all!
Eh, PrisonBreak is starting in a moment.
Bye!



Angels and Demons
Tuesday, June 2, 2009 3:36 PM
Fuuhh.. I really really really need a break. Felt like not cooperating with the activities scheduled for us Sec5 students, but well, I'm a good boy.

My schedule was already too packed with school stuffs but Tahfiz tests seem to be able to squeeze in. Anyway, they're welcomed. The more the merrier agree?

Yesterday we guys had unplanned soccer at the void deck. It was just to kill the waiting time for us to go to Tessensohn Road for our SmartLab session. Took a bath, sweat bath, just before Asar prayers. Then proceeded to our journey into the unknown, Tessensohn Road. ( did I get the spelling right? )

Btw, Faá and Mais, I'll hire the both of you when I got married InsyaAllah. U know, my darling and I are busy people. So we need both of you to take care of some things. Okay? :P

Today, a moment ago, we had our second English workshop conducted by Mdm B. Mr E, who was present yesterday could not come.
We had a mini debate, and I was picked as a debater. Again.

The motion was:
"It is necessary for both parents to work to make ends meet in Singapore." Something like that.

I was grouped with Harris. Again. Together with Haykal and Abu. Our group won. Again. Not forgetting it, we also had a perfect match of judges, Luqman, Khadijah, Maryam and Ishak, an eager timekeeper, Fath, and a well-chosen alarm, Arif.

Done debating and performed our prayers, went home straight.
Oh and btw, credits to Ishak, I get to read the book Angels and Demons. Gonna be distracted a bit. Heehe.

Oh and to you, acting before sleep can still be done. Only after 12. Hehh.

Okay. Done here.
Byee!
*poof!*



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