tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57078782011-04-22T02:28:42.502+08:00A Mat relaxing in the corner of his head.madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comBlogger1061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1103820516160158042004-12-24T01:46:00.000+08:002004-12-24T00:48:36.160+08:00

Guys, if you've been wondering what the hell happened to me? Just wanted you to know that I have......... MOOOOOVED! New blog website... www.thelifeofmadnis.blogspot.com

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Time of departure: 1150am. Time of arrival: 1240pm. I have safely arrived in Vietnam. The flight was short. Garuda is such a small aircraft. The entertainment system does not entertain at all. The food, i chose fish, was tasteless. But, thankfully, we reached Vietnam safely. The flight was a little bumpy at first, but it was ok after a bit. Vietnam, so far, has been a lot different from

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I Love This Girl So Much!!!!! This was my wallpaper, until the computer screwed up on me again. But, hey, I like it. This is one of my creations. Doesn't Siti look pretty in tudung? Ok...Maybe it's a bit difficult to see in that picture. What about this one? I love this one. She looks so sweet. Ok, i'm in the process of doing up albums of our different outings and stuff. Bear with me.

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One of my favourite pictures of us. I love Her so much.

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2nd December 2004, Hari Raya is nearly over. A few more friends houses and that's it, my Hari Raya is over. My enthusiasm for this year's Raya has been waning, if it was there at all. I do not know why but I never looked forward to a Hari Raya with the exception of last year, which also screwed up because no one was looking forward to it. But, heck, it's tick tock-ing towards the end. I feel a

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Current favourite band. What an amazing band?! Musically, they are one of the best, if not the best. Their music caters to angst-filled youth, bored-to-death people, drug addicts, people who just don't give a ****, and everyone who loves rock, rock, loads of rock man. It's so sad they had to die in 1994. I think if Kurt lived to this day, rock would truely be great. Too bad, damn hip-hop pop

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It's 4 days after Hari Raya. Celebrations continue amongst the many Muslims in Singapore. Everyone is visiting each other's houses. Eating kuehs, young ones getting little 'green' packets, actually I wouldn't say it's green because most of the packets I've received are not green, so let's just call them packets with some money in them. Everyone is happy and smiling. Having a good time. That's the

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For all my Muslim friends and readers, SELAMAT HARI RAYA. MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN. If ever I have hurt your feelings or said something that hurt you, I would like to take this time to ask your forgiveness. I do hope you enjoy this festivities. Happy eating the ketupats and kueh-kuehs which our aunties or even uncles, have spent so much time and effort making. Eat, but don't forget to exercise.

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It is confirmed people. My dad, who just arrived in Singapore yesterday afternoon, has managed to ruin all my plans for hari raya. Wonderful don't you think so. Within a day of his arrival, he has already had such an impact. From a two percent possibility of me flying off to Vietnam for 3-4days on the 22nd November(our 11th month anniversary), he managed to make it 100% by booking the damn

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I'm the satay man. 12th November 2004, had the class BBQ at Eunice's condominium. Despite some disappointments in the form of some people backing out at the last minute, the BBQ rocked! It was really fun. I enjoyed grilling the food till the grill went black. With Siti by my side, it only made the BBQ even better. There was satay, chicken wings, balls(...fish & sotong), stingray, and Yogesh's "

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If you hadn't realised, I changed blog template. Yes, that's what's new. Blur-block. No, I'm kidding. At least you figured something was different(....I hope you did. Or else you really are a blur-block). White to Orange people. Orange. Bright Orange. Blinding Orange. Funkay. Listening to Battlestar Scralatchtica by Incubus. Excellent music for such an early morning. It's 6am. Not sleeping yet.

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11th November 2004, HAPPY DEEPAVALI TO EVERYONE CELEBRATING! HAPPY HOLIDAYS YOU BASTARDS TO EVERYONE ELSE! So it's a holiday and I can afford to update this blog. Fortunately, spring cleaning is nearly finished. I only left to do the second coat in my mother's room. Finally, there is some peace in the house. I hate to pack the damn house. All the dust, the moving of heavy furniture, sticky

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Dear Readers of madnis.blogspot.com, This is your host speaking, the Madnis speaking. I do apologise for not updating this blog as often as I used to in 2004. The blog has become a fortnightly, monthly, quarterly kind of issue. Well, I thank all my regular readers and I still welcome readers from all across the globe, regardless of race, religion, skin colour, gender, I think you get my drift.

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Today, 22nd October 2004, not supposed to curse but what the .... am i doing up? I am so freakin' retarded. Siti was doing immitating the "White Chicks" line, I am so freakin' pissed right now, a couple of hours ago. I think it was 4 hours ago. What the heck? No, she was not pissed. I doubt she was. It's our tenth month anniversary! 10 months with Siti. It's been really great. I know many times,

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You are Sanguine - The ancient Greeksbelieved this was caused by having too muchblood. Strengths: You are enthusiastic, talkative, expressive,and friendly. Weaknesses: You can be undisciplined, distractable, andhave a tendency to exaggerate. At your best: You are an energetic spokesperson. At your worst: You can be an egotistical entertainer. You measure your

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Blue: Your mission in life is to understand the people in the world! Overall, you're best suited for the fields of recruitment, training, teaching, and counseling people. You are a matural motivator and advocate of people. SCHOOL / JOB: The Blue (Empathist) enjoys personal interaction with people, excelling in their ability to communicate with others. You are extremely sensitive to any

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20 Oct 2004, a lazy Wednesday. Just broke fast. Boy, was i weak today or what. I was practically clinging on to life in the last few hours. I never struggled during fasting month before. Ok, maybe once or twice in primary school, but that was different. That was a decade ago. That was forgiveable. Now, I'm a grown up adolescent, and I am struggling. Weird. I do not have the energy to talk or

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The Son Returns! Many stories to be told of the last 10 weeks of my absence. Many have asked me on the streets if my blog is dead, to some extent, it was. I was contemplating on whether I should continue writing about my day, my thoughts, my nothings. It struck me that I used to do this because I found it helpful to get the burden of life off my skinny shoulders. I can testify that it does work.

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Happy National Day! Well, that was yesterday. How was your National Day weekend? I bet it was fun. Yes, it should be fun. No school to worry about. Just plain-sailing fun and relaxation. Well, good for you! I am envious of you. My national day weekend was nothing close to fun. Not even in the same breathing space as being a normal weekend. Nope, my weekend was an emotional wreck. All I could do

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I found this in my email which Alicia sent to me a couple weeks ago. I guess it's timely that I opened it now... A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN

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I'm stuck in my worst nightmare. The thought finally sunk in. The thought hurts. I never felt it this bad when i was there because i was more concern with uncontrollable drops of tears streaming down her cheeks. She shook and held on tightly, not wanting to let go. Fighting with herself to do so because she thought it was the best option. Of course, I was heartbroken and devastated. I never

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HilariousAAmbitiousNNiceIIdealSSilent Name'>http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php">Name / Username: Name Acronym Generator From Go-Quiz.com

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There were a lot of stuff planned out this weekend but many of them were cancelled due to the increasing amount of homework due over the next two days, greatly due to the fact that we don't have school on Thursday and Friday afternoon because of Service Learning. There was supposed to be Project Work meeting today. We were supposed to go and look at print resources for information, and formulate

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Siti, this song is dedicated to you..   I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad Carry you around when your arthritis is bad All I wanna do is grow old with you I'll get your medicine when your tummy achesBuild you a fire if the furnace breaksOh it could be so nice, growing old with you I'll miss youI'll Kiss youGive you my coat when you are cold I'll Need youI'll Feed youEven let ya hold

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I wonder whats the point of discussing the education system. I think it's just bullshit to write an essay on whether gaining employment is the main function of education. Isn't it obvious that education leads to money. The more you suffer in education, the more money you get. So what's the point of writing it out in 800 words? Retarded subject is General Paper. Oh well, I still have to write the

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It's been a long time since i last blogged in. Some have expressed their frustrations of not updating my blog by telling me so in my face or through my guestbook or through sms. I wonder what is so fascinating about my blog? I am just an ordinary boy who loves to talk-cock. Ok, so maybe i am talk-cock pro, that's why people will die for my entries. Yes, talking cock in action. Maybe

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It is that time of year. Actually, it comes twice in a year. This is the first. Yes, it is the exam pressure which I annually choose to ignore till the very last minute, and i am thinking this year, I have taken it quite literally to the very last minute. I am worried. I have not studied very much this June holiday, but tell me in my 16 years of existence, have you ever heard of June as a time to

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It's nearly 6pm. Another 6 more hours and that is the end of tuesday. And one more day gone, means that the Common Test is one more day nearer? Or something like that. I'm slightly confused but never mind. I just started studying proper today. Well, at least, I did for the first part of the day when I was in the library studying. But, as soon as i reached home, It's a different story. I just

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Today marks the 6th month we are together. Though, we are separated by the causeway, I love Siti very much. I'm so happy we have been together for half a year. I pray that there will be many more months to come. It has not been a smooth sailing 6months. There was a lot of stormy weather in the relationship but we battled the winds and rain, the heartache, the tears and the pain together. "I'M

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There's a dead man floating in the sea I think that man is me Floating as free as he can be He has nothing to worry Just drifting Wherever the waves take he He sinks to the bottom No one really cares He is forgotten He never was there Who cares? Tell me who cares? The days turn to weeks No one cared to look for him He was thought to be weak As the light starts to dim The clock continues to

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There's something missing here. It does not feel like a wonderful place anymore. You are not here. I miss you. I'm waiting for your return. Come back soon. It hurts you're not around. I need my best friend. I need you. There is just so much to worry about. I cannot conrol them. I don't know where to begin. Time is running fast away. But I am not making use of life today today. I am screwing up

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My Journal Entry to Ms K.... It's the last week to prepare for the Common Test. I don't wish to beat around the bush. I know it is going to take a miracle for me to pass the exams. The fact that a) poor time-management and b) commitments to family but more towards (a) has left me with so little time to prepare. So little as in I am only about to start proper studying this week. Anyone would say

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Leaving for Malaysia with a heavy heart. I miss Siti really badly. I hope she takes care and stays happy even when i am gone. Sigh..I'm really sad.

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Pantomime By Incubus In my fantasy I'm a pantomime I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean Words are too messy And it's way past time To end in my mouth Paint my face white and tried Reinvent the sea One wave at a time Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight I ain't afraid to let it out I'm not afraid to take that fall But I have found beyond all doubt

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You have to listen to Pantomime by Incubus. The song is brilliant. I love the words, I love the guitar and Brandon's vocals is excellent. I enjoy this song a lot. Can't get it out of my head. Maybe, that is why I actually started writing again. Yeah, I wrote 'Stoned' after playing the song over and over and over in my head. I don't really know if what I wrote make any sense but I like it.

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Time is running fast away And all that im doing Is chasing for butterflies In the sky Take me free, Take me high I don't want to worry I am sorry I cannot, be bothered anymore It's just so hard to care When everything around you falls down And your head just goes in circles Round and round It's time to turn around Walk away, it doesn't hurt It's just a stain on your shirt It'll go away, If you

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I Miss You By Incubus To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, Utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said, "I miss you"? I see your picture, I smell your skin on The empty pillow next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, But already I'm wasting away. I know

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In my Journal for Ms K to read. I just thought might as well dump it in here as well... The first week of the holidays has ended. Somehow, I don't feel like it is a holiday. Maybe, it is down to the fact that in the back of my head I know the Common Test which is more or less equivalent to the traditional Mid-Year Exam is looming. So, I guess Game On!, I got to catch up on work. However, my head

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Tarzan! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla Aphrodite/Eros ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla My inner child is six years old! Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I canread! I like to do stuff, and there's a wholebig world out there to do it in. Just so longas I can take my blankie and my Mommy and mythree

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I'm sitting here. Nursing a swollen finger which was an 'accident' delivered by one of the wonderful group of seniors we have in the club. I can't be bothered by it anyway. It is swollen what can i do? I'll just play with the damn finger like this for the rest of under-18. I am a bench-warmer so that's not such a big deal anyway. I don't know what i am doing here. Siti wanted me to go with her

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I am pretty much in a bad state of mind this morning. It is probably because of how sourly the night before had ended. I was feeling quite down by the sudden flurry of all the bad stuff I thought I could ignore before. And though, today is a new day, and I should not let the events of the past bother me. I know I should look forward to what is ahead. Well, that is basically what I tell others

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A wonderful Sunday morning! Good song to start the day: Sunday Morning by No Doubt Sappy pathetic little me That was the girl I used to be You had me on my knees I'd trade you places any day I'd never thought you could be that way But you looked like me on Sunday You came in with the breeze On Sunday morning You sure had changed since yesterday Without any warning I thought I knew you I

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I've got a swollen ankle. Not really that bad but, I never knew a sepak takraw ball was so hard. I had no idea. Don't give me that look. I, maybe, legally Malay, I am really as clueless as the next person about culture and tradition and all that. So, forgive me. I am learning along the way though. Note to self: "A takraw ball is hard, kick with your shoe, not your shin or ankle, if all else

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Wow! I thought I had deleted this. Ok, this was written on the 18th May 2004. I'm speechless. I'm glad i had not lost this entry. Ok, read on.. "You're a Rubik's Cube!! You may think you're popular, but you're actually extremely annoying. Seriously" I took a quiz from quizilla,"What childhood toy from the 80s are you?". Interesting toy i am. Kelly just laughed and laughed at me. So maybe i'm a

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PAPA LOVES MAMBO! I've just fallen in love with this song. It's damn suave and cool. I love nike. They always have cool soundtracks with their ads. Ole! Papa Loves Mambo Papa loves mambo Mama loves mambo Look at 'em sway with it, gettin' so gay with it Shoutin' "olé" with it, wow! (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Papa does great with it,

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The date is 12 May 2004. I have not blog in a while. If I am not mistaken the last time i had blogged was 3 weeks ago, the start of the hockey season. Today, was the end of it. Did i keep to my promise of making an impact? No. I played shit. Just screwed myself over and over again. Simple basics I should have grasped a long time ago I cannot apply. I deserve to be shot. I do not think I want to

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Just to let you all know, the last two entries were not updated by me. It was updated by my darling on my behalf. It has been over a month since I have last updated and would not blame anyone if they had thought this blog had gone defunct. Just to let all of you know, i am still alive and kicking. Not so much kicking though, like siti said, i am bombed with match after match, training after

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in.2.days.time.50.

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hahahah...im so0 evil.. Hello bebeh...muah muah muah.... hahahaha.... hanis here....check it out...to update...yeay! at last... wahahhaha....updatin... i have matches after matches for these few weeks.i feel so bad for not being there for siti. i missed her so0 much... muah muah muah... i was down with stomach flu.that time.so sad.so painful.so....sick. my comp broke down,for those humble

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I dig my toes into the sand The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds Strewn across a blue blanket I lean against the wind Pretend that I am weightless And in this moment I am happy.. happy ~Wish You Were Here by Incubus~ Was watching the Incubus 'After School Rocks' Special that Friday afternoon. Did not go to school because I was too lazy to limp my way to school. Yes, I am injured yet again.

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This is something new, i'm writing this with my sister sitting beside me decorating her file with a blue marker. I feel quite awkward typing this with her around. She has quite a big mouth. Oh wait, did she see what i wrote? I hope she did maybe then she'll realise how much i 'appreciate' her being a snitch. Oh whatever. I'm feeling super guilty right at this very moment. My mother is outside

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Woke up this saturday with a serious stomach problem. Stupid diarrheo or however you spell it acted up again. Pretty irritating because I only had like 3 hours of shut-eye last night. WAs rudely awaken by a vibration at my area which i shall not reveal. And i had to rush to meet Siti at Serangoon Macs after her camp. I was late. Oh well, it happens. In the end we went back to my place. Took my

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Over a chicken rice? 'How did i get here?' I ask myself this question a million times in my head. How did we get into this situation just because i insisted on not buying chicken rice for myself? I am puzzled. I never knew it would turn out this way. I did not want this to happen. But it did. Right now, I'm having that fucked up feeling again. Is it so wrong being nice, considerate and caring?

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Another change to my template. Many changes, yes? Well, I had to. They were requests by readers or maybe just one. But that One, is a very special One to me. I don't mind changing anyway. I love this cartoon. The template looks cool right? Ok, updates: .I scored 16 points for O levels. .It's already two months that we're together. .I'm pissed off with my computer because it does not have

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Monday. A new beginning. The start of a fresh week. An oppurtunity to air out the stench of bad luck which reeked the last two weeks. Too bad, I was actually late for school despite waking up before 6am in the morning. The fucking bus too bloody long to reach the bus stop. Thinking about it now, I think i should have walked to the MRT station. It would have been faster. Anyway, I was not caught

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I have returned after a long spell of absence. I presume many might think this blog is dead. I cannot blame them can i? 2 weeks, 14 days, god knows how many hours and minutes and seconds, have gone by sine the last entry. I do apologise for being away for such a long time. I have been busy with school, hockey and all the other nonsense that life brings. It has been not only hectic, but rough

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Hari Raya came and went. Spent the morning at the masjid distributing tags for those collecting the daging qurban. My dad wanted me to help out. He's been wanting me to volunteer at the masjid for a long time already. But, of course, one, im too lazy to do so, two, i got no one to accompany me there, three, i am shit of a malay. Today, was different. I had my dad. And his friends would talk to me

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1075521136752409762004-01-31T11:52:00.000+08:002004-01-31T11:53:52.700+08:00

I have finally decided to return to the land of dreams. Did you realise the blog has fresh look and new title. Yes, I have revamped it. Now, this shall be my template for the next months. Hopefully, all of 2004. There had to be a few changes. Such as, my guestbook is among the links of other bloggers. So write to me. I will reply you. For sure. I'm not going to type much. If anyone of you

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i have returned to my place of freedom of expression. no i don't think many fucks and bastards would be seen on this entry because so far there is no point in all that. it has been a slow-moving, very relax paced week. nothing so drastic happened that was worth blogging. just normal everyday nonsense or as ms kaye likes to put it yada-yada. everything has been insignificant. maybe because i chose

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i dont think i will be typing nicely with block letters at the start of each sentence today. it is just a way to tell you that i am very very tired and i dont wish to type an entry in but i think this place is becoming a bit stale that even my friends dont bother reading anymore(as seen in my guestbook). but heck, even if only one person reads this or no people at all, i am not bothered. im doing

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It has been ages since i last wrote. Ok, maybe it has not been that long. Has it? Would you consider 9 days a long time? I apologise for not blogging the last couple of days. My brother has been home most of the days, denying me the use of the internet. On other occasions, I have been too tired or too (how to put it...) lazy, I suppose, to type in my usual long cock and bull stories. Just like

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Island Escape What if someday i could be Someone that could be so happy? Troubles of life swept away Into the waves of the sea. Take me to a place where I am free Away from life, my pain is forgotten It would be nice if you were here Together on this island And when sun sets We'll remember the days When we first met You told me that everything going to be ok We'll be so blissfully happy

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The second day of the New Year. The day we go back to school. Yes, no more holiday. No more hanging out with friends. No more late nights with Siti(i'm going to miss them a lot...fortunately, there's the weekends!). No more sleeping late into the day. Well, not like i did sleep till late into the day during the holidays also. But, it's no more taking 147 pass the bus stop where all the peicaians

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I'm feeling a little guilty. My damn conscience will not let me rest. I feel horrible that Siti's not back home because of our outing together today. I do admit, I had a great time with her. But, I really, really wish that episode where her whole face was wet with tears and messed up with hurt and pain never ever happened. I felt like crying there and then but I could not. I had to hold my ground

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1072771642188803052003-12-30T16:07:00.000+08:002003-12-30T16:08:27.246+08:00

You know the best thing about Chicken Rice is the sambal. The rice would come in second but it is just the sambal that gives the kick. The most annoying thing about Chicken Rice would have to be the Chicken. The bloody Chicken served hot and whole(that means not chopped into nice small pieces) can be very annoying because just breaking the thing up is a hassle on its own. You must be thinking

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I was supposed to fall asleep on the couch. But then, I could not sleep because I felt I wanted to do something tomorrow. I thought they would be free tomorrow. We could go to the beach or something. Do some cycling. Play a little bit of soccer. Maybe even play pool although i'm horrible at it. I just wanted to go out with them before the start of school and everyone would have their own stuff.

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1072624445979482422003-12-28T23:14:00.000+08:002003-12-28T23:18:37.733+08:00

There isn't much to say here. I'm just dropping in just for the sake of it. As of late, there's so much going on yet nothing of worth to go into this blog of mine. Even it is of worth, I'm just too darn lazy to type it all out. Such is my plight, I am so damn lazy to type this letters that you read right now. I guess those days of empty entries are numbered. My enthusiasm to type a whole lot of

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1072282367090263012003-12-25T00:12:00.000+08:002003-12-25T00:18:07.936+08:00

The hands of the clock strike midnight.."ding-ding"..it's christmas. But, i am not really the kind that celebrates christmas. Stop celebrating a long, long time ago. Which means no gift for me. Well, I have got the odd present or two by friends which was really nice of them. But, this year is ultra special. Things fell into place so nicely and for once, I think my year ends brighter than ever. I

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1072100500249789782003-12-22T21:41:00.000+08:002003-12-22T21:42:37.326+08:00

It's been two days since i returned from Australia. But, I do not feel like typing out the wonderful trip I had with my mother and sister. Maybe another day when I have finished writing the essay. Yes, I have decided to do an essay on the trip just so my mind is preoccupied and is still challenged. So when that is done in a couple of days I will surely post it up. I feel so dreamy today.

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Blink 182, Nitin Sawhney and Lene Marlin. 3 albums in one weekend. That is how much I am trying to snap out of this situation i am in. In some ways it has worked. Only temporarily. I think the trip to Australia is the best at this point in time. It helps be away for awhile and really connect to myself. I hope the trip takes me away. Takes me somewhere better. A place from which I return, I would

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I really feel like I have fallen. It feels like I'm going to breakdown any time soon. I am trying to forget yet it seems like that is not the way to overcome them. I don't know what to do anymore. I have done so much wrong the last couple of days. I feel so very bad. I must face these demons. Fuck it! What are these demons? I cannot hide them anymore. They are growing. I used to let them grow

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My mind has gone away for a little while. I have not been paying much attention to reality. I have gone to live in a world of thoughts and sorts. I have gone so far away that I have upset some but amused others. But, what these people don't know is that I am hiding behind this mask that I have made for myself. I don't want to show the troubles I am facing. I don't want to serve more than what is

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1071251022943094592003-12-13T01:43:00.000+08:002003-12-13T01:44:30.076+08:00

::Fortress:: Six months you've been gone away And the bridge is falling Silence descended from the skies The walls are crumbling I don't like the way things are It looks like we can't go far I am sending this S.O.S In hope that you'd save us Come home quickly Before the empire is destroyed completely Save us from the enemy Let's rebuild the fortress walls again You haven't been replying I'm

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Friday was horrible. One of the worse days of the holiday. I have come to realise that every holiday there has to be a good spell and a bad spell. Last year, the bad spell lasted all through December. It carried on till the New Year. That was pretty bad. I hope there is no repeat of it. I am trying to snap out of it as quickly as i can. But, it all these stupid thoughts. All these petty thoughts

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1071249975782287272003-12-13T01:26:00.000+08:002003-12-13T01:27:03.140+08:00

::Love is Only A Feeling by the Darkness:: The first flush of youth was upon you when our eyes first met And I knew that to you and into your life I had to get I felt light-headed at the touch of this stranger's hand An assault my defences systematically failed to withstand 'Cos you came at a time When the pursuit of one true love in which to fall Was the be all and end all Love is only a

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Last night was a disappointment which sparked the start of bad things to come. Oh i hope that is not true. Yesterday, both trainings were cancelled because of bad weather. Utterly disappointed, I made my way home. Looking into my wallet I realised that I am financially unstable with only $22 left for the rest of the holidays. But, nevertheless, I hid my fears of being bankrupt because after all

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Look! I've just figured how to use imoods. I am so dumb yet I did by myself. Woohoo! Another one in the bag. I'm getting quite a collection this year. Anyway, here's some stuff i wrote a couple of days ago. Or i think it was last week.. ::Is this it?:: Tell me if you love me Because I can't sleep tonight I'm hurting and regretting Please make it all alright I don't know what to say It feels

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1071113014987366402003-12-11T11:23:00.000+08:002003-12-11T21:50:32.780+08:00

To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(?) I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, But already I'm wasting away. I know I'll see you again

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070950897226106092003-12-09T14:21:00.000+08:002003-12-09T14:22:21.310+08:00

I'll be off for training in a short while. But, how can i pass the chance to use the net since both my siblings are not at home. I'm all alone at home which is a good thing. Slept like a baby last night from 10pm all the way till 3am. Then after that for some reason or another I kept waking up every 2 hours. I finally gave up trying at 11am. Had my dental appointment at 11.30am but the stupid

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070503219565337982003-12-04T10:00:00.000+08:002003-12-04T10:10:14.746+08:00

Siti don't have no new year How she's going to play? She wanna go out She wanna scream and shout She feels like a Holiday! ::Don't Give Up Oh Siti Don't Give Up:: I have finally bought the Force Vomit CD. Actually, Johan and I pooled our cash together to buy it. And so, he paid $10.20 and I paid the rest of $6.75. So now he's entitled to keep the CD. Gosh, darn it. Such a good album. Never mind

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070427887785608832003-12-03T13:04:00.000+08:002003-12-03T13:05:26.076+08:00

I am fine again. Two days of sickness and being all weak and whiny has passed. Now, it is back with the holiday programme...which is NOTHING. I guess i have more time for training and getting back into shape. I am so skinny! I can see my ribs. Scary stuff yeah? I have lost two kilos in the last two days. I last weighed in at 58 kilos on sunday, this morning i was 56. I'm like what the... I've got

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070350552771498132003-12-02T15:35:00.000+08:002003-12-02T15:36:29.733+08:00

This is annoying the hell out of me! Darn stomach had to get a flu during my holiday. This is really shitty. I have ran to the toilet more times in the last two days than the last two weeks. It is irritating and tiring. And it is not over yet. Stupid shit. All started on 1st december at 2am. I didn't sleep the whole of that day. The frustrating bit was i kept running to the toilet but nothing

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070203131632642032003-11-30T22:38:00.000+08:002003-11-30T22:39:27.030+08:00

It has been a beautiful sunday. Although i had not slept the night before. I only managed to get some sleep at 6am in my brother's room after browsing the net for a while. Before that, I was watching football of course. Valencia are top of the table! Anyway, yes fell asleep at 6am but woke up at 7 or somewhere there because my brother came home from sentosa or something and his speakers were

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After yesterday's horror of horrors end, i decided to spend the day at home today. I have come to the conclusion that I must lay low for a few days so as to make sure I don't get ahead of myself and also ensure that my mother is happy. She is still a little angry about yesterday and I haven't spoken to her much since. Better do things to please mother. I spent the day in my room because my

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1070036517029729522003-11-29T00:21:00.000+08:002003-11-29T00:27:31.543+08:00

Ok, I have to make this quick because right now, my brother of mine would not like me to use his computer. This computer is supposed to be untouched by us, the disastrous siblings. It was good day today. No, IT WAS SUPERB! I did a lot of things today. And i did it with an aching body. See, isn't that something. Was supposed to go jalan raya with my friends today. BUT, being the greedy

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1069583312180196592003-11-23T18:28:00.000+08:002003-11-23T18:29:00.420+08:00

If someone woke up on the right side of the bed, he is usually happy and bubbly. If someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, it usually means the guy's going to be grumpy. Now, here is a thought... I woke up today thinking about my life. How much fun it has been, for the first hour. How much pain i have endured, for the next 2 hours. And then, the rest of the day thinking what am i to you(

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1069515226197138072003-11-22T23:33:00.000+08:002003-11-22T23:34:13.560+08:00

I'm still having trouble sleeping. So i have come to bring some more useless information in my life. This is for anyone who is bored to tears(like me) and is willing to spend their time reading things that have absolutely no bearing whatsoever. First of, my template is screwed up. There appears to be a problem with the side bar which i can't fix so i have to compromise and accomodate. Regulars

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So here i am fresh out of the exams. Fresh? I think not. I am still very tired. And that is despite waking up at 10am. It must be the little sleep i have had over the few days. At least, the stress of the O levels are finally over. Now, to the results. But, i am not going to get all worried over it now. Must enjoy first. I really have to thank all my friends who continously supported me when i

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1063635264518778752003-09-15T22:14:00.000+08:002003-09-15T22:16:31.236+08:00

Dear madnis, It is with deepest regret that I bear news of such grieve. It is apparent that you have had a week of rest and that things were well and good. I am well aware that for once you felt that nothing could bring you down. I know you felt like you were on top of the world again. But, what there is to tell has made me have qualms as this is not going to put you to bed

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Ok, Here I am again. My stomach is filled with food. Let us not talk about food any longer. Forget food. I have had plenty for the day, as you can already tell. So, I have nothing to gripe or talk about today. Which only means this is another of those empty entries. And to make it even better for me, worse for you I have the urge of irritating the hell out of you the one reading this. And you

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I look very weird. I have been stuffing food down my throat the whole day and I am still feeling hungry. Literally, in the morning I had a bowl of cereals, one long tube of Oreos(0oooH...My FAVOURITE), apples, dolphin-free tuna sandwich, an omelette and a plate of yesterday's steak. That's my breakfast. An hour later, I was seen stuffing somemore Boasters biscuits, a plum, another apple, and had

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I actually forgot that there was a hockey match today. Anyway, it is of no concern to me anyway. I am retired for the year to focus on my studies. Very important year, like I think I have said this once too many times before. So, I heard they lost 2-0 to IA. And, as usual, Kandhiban tells me they could have won the match. I say, "We always could win....but never do," and it is so true. Why?

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Bright light shining in my eyes, i smile as i listen to a sweet voice through the receiver. Who am i talking about? There is no other for me to talk about is there? Yes, you have thought right. Yes, it is none other than a girl. The girl I like being with. And i am happy to say right now, IT IS ALL GOOD! And yes, my mother still thinks I have a girlfriend. I cannot fault her though, we had been

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Miss Keira Knightley is super hot! There I have said it. Went to watch Sinbad and Pirates of The Carribean just now. Back to Back. With a space of an hour in between each movie. Sorry to say, i slept halfway through Sinbad. Not because it was boring it was pretty good. But i was dead tired. I have not slept much the last few days. I said before I was going to be a nocturnal being and study at

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1063208052735916792003-09-10T23:34:00.000+08:002003-09-10T23:34:12.780+08:00

I cannot find a good sentence to start of this entry. So, i started with what you have just read. And continued with the following sentence. Comprende? Ok, a horrible starting for what i would say one of the better days i am having. Actually, everything is pretty good nowadays. I am glad it is. It is the necessary breather i was looking for to recollect all the thoughts and stuff that were

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The night rescued the day. Though, it may seem weird when i think of it now, it has "Saved The Day". What am i talking about? What else is there for me to talk about. If you like to analyse stuff, you would see that rescue shows signs of urgency and importance. Like when you rescue a man from an avalanche, it has to be urgently tended to because of it is a Man's life for god sake. Well, so what

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So, I have changed templates again. Actually, I did it because the fonts were so puny and the last two entries i wrote so much, it made me have a headache at the end of reading it. So, voila, a new template. And this is a lot easier than the last one. So i did it in less than an hour. A mark improvement. I am so proud of myself. I have figured this template stuff out. You might say you've done it

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1062946129853887392003-09-07T22:48:00.000+08:002003-09-07T22:48:49.910+08:00

I wonder when was the last time i wrote twice in a day. Well, it is a sunday and of course, it is typical that I do not have anything to do. A few more hours of sleep is all I asked for and God provided me the day to rest my tired body. Tired from all the soccer I have played this week. So i slept the morning through. And slept some more in the warm weather of the afternoon. Though the weather

madnishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02712036824962892738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707878.post-1062901834059954742003-09-07T10:30:00.000+08:002003-09-07T10:30:34.080+08:00

It's a great sunday. I'm feeling good despite the sore throat and blocked nose and headaches. It seems that even though the exam pressure is over i still am under pressure and i have been having very frequent headaches nowadays. But, i am still upbeat and ever willing to carry on with the day as per normal. I know this headaches will go away soon. It always does. I was out the whole of yesterday

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2nd september. 16 years ago in a small comfy bed at Mount Alvernia Hospital, i was given birth. I took my first breath and shed my first of many tears. It is my 16th year of existence. And i actually feel rather enthusiastic about this new year for me. I feel a lot more optimistic and very joyous. It seems all the troubles i have been carrying and ranting and raving in my skull has been put a

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