Explicit Delinquet

2007-05-08T00:14:00.000+08:00

I guess I'd better get down to updating myself ... There's definately loads to blog about and I'm not going to let this darn headache get to me.

Let's see ...

1) Am still addicted to the Hot, Gorgeous Neighbour

2) Am having a new obsession of having to snog my posters

3) Have successfully failed to get into a Polytechnic

4) Have given up hope of marrying a SUPER JUNIOR member (I'll get to this later)

5) Have not managed to get updated with ITE mates (Fad the Retard's not included)

6) Mamat the Hamster is having cancer

7) Am driven to the point of begging money from Mother daily

8) Sitting at home is actually fun

9) Fantasizing has side effects

10) Finally accepting that my GPA'S tres pathetico.

With that, I shall post some pictures taken on the day before Haisah's birthday.

Marina's 1st attempt of getting a group picture.

Nana's amazing attempt of getting a group picture. I sorta like Nana's hot head.

Haisah's attempt of taking a great picture of us. Keep it up!

2007-05-08T00:00:00.000+08:00

Been on an absolutely long hiatus. Was amazing, not having to worry about blogging or whatsoever. After all, having headaches daily is no feat.

But then again, I shan't blog much. My head's throbbing all over again. Dammit.

2007-03-21T02:30:00.000+08:00

Am completely frustrated the fact that I can't eat normally, I can't bath as regularly, I can't talk much ... etc. On top of that, I can't hear loud music and am constantly irritated by even the little-lest amount of noise.

No doubt that that surgery went too well. Smeagol's prancing bottomless that's clearly driving me insane.

Damn.

Some pictures taken during the detention days.

Thank You gifts - From Nisa

Me & Nisa the Misai Woman

The debarment list people

Nana pekak

Nisa pekak

Us at Secret Recipe

Yummy delicious food

2007-03-16T19:20:00.000+08:00

I've got to admit that I definitely enjoyed my week, going out with Nisa & Nana, catching up on old times, discovering more stupidities within us. And somehow I realized it isn't going to be the same now, now that school has ended. Somehow or rather, those two years spent in Bishan felt so meaningful and I never thought I'd miss it so very the much.

Well, I could start off by saying that I miss the canteen food (although sometimes it's tres pathetico), gossiping in the school canteen, running away from Kid (yes, I reminisce those fun moments), those mini arguments that almost broke us up, those daily giggling in class and even going back home almost everyday with Haisah. Everything and everyone. Things are going to change. But it'll be for the best.

Speaking of memories, I swear I shall never watch any horror movie with Nisa cause it's possibly on of the worst moments when I had my pink sweater over my head throughout the movie (The Haunted School, just in case you're wondering). The sound effects were superb, although the ending of the movie was tad ridiculous. It was all good girly fun, after which we had our lunch at Secret Recipe. Such Yummyness.

I would have continued blogging more but I'm supremely nervous about tomorrow's surgery. *mampos*

2007-03-15T23:57:00.000+08:00

Spending time during detention period wasn't that bad after all. Had 35 hours of detention to cover and now I'm only left with 7 hours, which is a great relief actually. It's definitely an absolute great ending to school life. =)

I think I'm gonna have to start begging money from Dear Mother and promise I'll be such a oh-so-wonderful daugther for the rest of the week. Am completely going pokai after going to town for 3 consecutive days. Planning to watch some horror flick (Haunted School) tomorrow with dear Nana & Nisa.

Which reminds me, I have yet to eat my super yummylicious chocolates I bought from Candy Empire just now. Hmm.

Such wonderful memories we've had.

- Nana * Yatt * Nisa -

2007-03-13T22:29:00.000+08:00

I reckon I'm going to miss school badly. Very badly. As much as I have had bad experiences during school, I simply cannot deny ISE was easily the best thing that happened to me.

A short dedication to everyone in ISE.

To Only_USmates - you guys rock my life. You girls simply do. Don't ask why. I love you girls. Very much.

To the Malay Boys - Funny, witty, always providing us with laughter. And I can't deny Fian's cute either. Lalala.

To Daphne - My first friend in school. I'd apologize for all the misunderstandings we had and I appreciate the friendship we had.

To Gen, GY, Eve, Cassie, Candy, Cindy, Agnes, Samantha, Addy, Jimmy - Although we weren't close, you guys were great as classmates and it was a pleasure knowing you all.

To Yi Xiang - Spending time chatting crap with you was entirely fun. Thanks for the listening ear. And yes, thanks for letting me irritate you for pretty much most of the time.

To Yamnie & Sumi - You both are responsible girls and it was a pleasure working with both of you class monitors. It really was. =)

To Kelvin - I'd miss giving you the middle finger and cursing you every time I meet you. Hahks. And the time you caught my bag when I got stuck between the doors. Thanks.

To David - Sarcastic, witty fella. I have never failed to be amazed by your sarcasm.

To Liyana, Fiqa, Rima, Liyana - Things have happened. But that does not stop us from being friends. Definately not. It takes more to really destroy a friendship. Keep in touch girls.

To Siti - Thank you for walking to school with me. For accompanying me to walk slowly. =)

And lastly to Mrs Yeo - You were an absolutely great teacher that keep me moving on.

I LOVE YOU, ISE.

2007-03-07T10:40:00.000+08:00

And yes, now I am left to rot with dear, dear Grandfather the Fisherman whereas Mother is happily shopping at Johor. Taik taik taik. That explains why she bought me a super large ice-cream yesterday at Swensens. Like the saying goes, ada udang sebalik ikan bilis ? Whatever, no wonder I successfully achieved an F9 for Malay during O levels.

Maybe I should start revising. Hmmm ...

Maybe not. Nahh. Shall go back to sleep.

2007-03-07T10:30:00.000+08:00

I think I've taken an absolutely long break from blogging and it was felt simply amazing, not having to bother what to think or write. Hmmmz.

Well, I've been lazy, more like it. Been sleeping through the late afternoons and watching youtube nightly. Otherwise, I've been sleeping, sleeping and more sleeping.

Speaking of which, it was my parents' 20-plus wedding anniversary yesterday. Went pretty well, I guess. Bought Mother Hugo Boss Deep Red for $102. Am somewhat broke but still manageable. Dad bought her some gorgeous bracelet and pendant. Sheesh. Da tue pun nak sambut anniversary.

Anyway, I nearly got into trouble by wishing Mother wrongly.

Me: Ma, happy death anniversary.
Mother: Huh, ape Ati cakap?
Me: Nothing Mother. Happy 20-plus wedding anniversary!!
Mother: Oh thanks. For a moment, I thought you were going to wish me a happy death anniversary.

Phew. Thank Lord she didn't hear me mumbling.

2007-02-15T21:35:00.000+08:00

Been a bloody bloody bloody long time since I last update. 17 January ... that's a long way back.

Hmm, I guess I should start updating on past events.

D&D was great, except for the food. That was pretty sucky. Who in the right state of mind who want to eat fat, fat veggies ... and some weird fish. And loads of prawns. Hmm ... other than that, it was great.

Attendance is rather bad, and I'm certainly not doing anything to improve on em either.

Sheesh.

Prom pictures are up on Multiply.

2007-01-17T00:51:00.000+08:00

Can't get to sleep, and it's quite decided that I'm going to be late for school again tomorrow.

Rough night, bitten by mosquitoes.

Mamat the Hamster chewed my fingers while attempting to lick the chocolate off my hand.

Thought it'd do me good when I thought of seeing Gig outside, but again, I was clearly wrong. All I managed to do was to pry a wrestling Affy and hysterical Hammie apart. In amidst of everything, Hammie ended up biting my head instead on Affy's and Affy stomp on my foot. Let us remind everyone that he is not exactly light either.

But I shall not complain. Cause Gig looked ULTRA GORGEY.

YUMMY-YUMMY. Oh Gorgey Neighbour, Snog me till I faint.

2007-01-15T17:29:00.000+08:00

Feeling bit agitated cause some Idiot has been posting several rude comments, that even include the person impersonating me, and the message was I'm a bitch. Rest assured, my dear friend (whoever you are), I will never and have never been bothered by this. Call me a bitch if you want, I couldn't care less.

What a dick.

Couldn't get up for school. Having split headaches that I thought my head, throbbing with pain was about to burst any moment. Laadaadeedaa. Shouldn't have played in the rain yesterday. But then again, no use regretting. Harm's already done. Starting on mandarin classes tomorrow. Sighs, I can't deny that I'm not looking forward to it, cause it starts pretty late. Damn.

2007-01-13T23:39:00.000+08:00

I must admit that I'm definately losing touch in blogging. Life has never looked any bleaker.

I hate Mother for leaving me at home. All alone. Alone with Grandfather the Fisherman. I have long given up hope, trying to look interested in his whale and shark-catching days back during Kampung Era and now he's ranting about how he saw Dolphins at the Sembawang Shipyard. Yes, Sembawang area ... from what I recalled, I thought dolphins don't even come near Singapore waters, let alone go swimming happily at Sembawang shipyards. Lord, forgive me if I am suddenly driven to the point of insanity and end up stabbing myself with a fork.

Fad's getting over-excited about prom night (need I remind everyone that the traitor of my bestfriend is NOT coming??). Kuntrat, kuntrat, Kuntrat. So anyway, she looked up and found some dresses that are (shockingly) nice cause as far as I'm concern, Fad (pretty much, most of the time) has err ... how should I put it ... extremely unique taste.

Ouhlala, I like those turqoise lacing stuff.

Actually, Im more fascinated by the model than the dress.

For some reason, I really liked the sequins.

And need I say this ... even if I attempt to shed 50 kg, I still think I can't fit into any of these. The joy of slimming.

2007-01-06T00:01:00.000+08:00

The past few weeks has been lovely, I'll have to admit. The work, the short trip to Malaysia and Chalet. Was a perfect ending of the year and a nice way to welcome the new year.

I still get awful nightmates of the lembu being sacrificed back at my kampong. Poor, poor lembu. And I nearly died of constipation, having to squat on the toilet seat there (the kampong was very the ketinggalan zaman). Otherwise, it was fine. Putting up with Grandfather the Fisherman was amazingly bad when he started talking about him being a chef in the olden days, frying some whale he caught in the sea. What merepek-ness.

Chalet = super, super fun. I am still amazed how I got the most sleep. Hmm ...

And to someOne, fancy you saying that I lied to you. Seeing that you're not me and you don't even bother to reply to messages ... it's wonderful how you keep jumping to conclusions. Trying to make my day huh? Lovely move, you've made. Sheesh.

Poor lembu getting sembelih. Was sobbing on Mother's knickers by mistake.

2006-12-29T15:50:00.000+08:00

I have to say I rather enjoyed working although it's tiring and the journey to work is definately agonizing. Furthermore to cap all matters, the weather's been crappy and the new shoes I bought at Hong Kong left me huge blisters on both my toes and heels.

Quarelled with Father again today cause he refused to grant me permission to go out with my school mates (supposedly a girl's night out). The reason was that we're going for a holiday tomorrow morning (mind you, it's 5 am in the damn morning) for the celebration of Hari Raya Haji. And Grandfather the Fisherman was bloody enthusiastic about it. No, I'm not complaining that much, it's just that he might go off about his fisherman days and the famous capture of Godzilla whatsoever. Sighs, please spare me the agony.

And I haven't packed my bag yet. Darn the blisters.

Have yet to upload the Xmas pictures. Lalala.

2006-12-24T22:15:00.000+08:00

Christmas Eve Dinner was, honestly, quite a depressing one. Too many noisy kids (my cousins, that is) and lame presents (No, I'm not complaining that much). Pity Father wanted to leave the party before 9, I really had anticipated the moment Aunt Sheralyn and Michael get themselves drunk and end up burning Rotten Granny's wig. But to no avail, you can't exactly have everything in life. Hmm.

And sadly, the gifts from the Monster Club Cousins weren't satisfying. All I got was a pink pencilcase, brown foxy pencilcase, a happy pink bag, some IKEA pencils and coloured papers. Lovely, lovely. And guess what I got from Rotten Granny, a canned of sweetened fruits. Talk about hilarity.

(Aunt Sheralyn and Aunt June looking expectantly at me)
AJ: Hurry Hidayah, open up your presents (wretch, she even got my name wrong)
AS: There's a very special gift from your Granny !! (And she went beaming at me)

(And so I opened the gift enthusiatically)
Me: It's a ... canned half-mango fruit thing (mind you, Mother said I looked revolted)
AJ & AS: Yes!! Ah Ma thought you ought to eat more healthy food.

Setan, setan, setan. Banyak-banyak bende nak bagi aku, kau bagi aku canned items. Ceepop punyer Nenek.

2006-12-19T21:09:00.000+08:00

Raining very heavily, been spending the whole day in bed. Bit hard to resist the comfy bed. Still waiting for Fad the Useless Bestfriend to come back from Genting Highlands. Oh dear. It's agonizing not to talk to her every night. Hmmm, I might be going lesbian at any rate.

Mother's leaving home all over again. Not that I minded much, but the only thing that worries me is that she goes out without leaving any note and comes back whenever she wants. Father's not doing anything either. Bloody (infinity) hell.

Each day passed and I've lost what rightfully belonged to me.

2006-12-16T20:44:00.000+08:00

Birthday was lovely, the cake was gorgeous, the gifts were wonderful.

I could only summed up one word for all those who made it possible, THANKS!!

Thank you for the birthday wishes (through msn, messages and emails and even testimonials!!), thanks alot, really touched by it.

And watching Eragon with my special ones, made me realized how much you guys meant to me.

Hmm, already uploaded the pictures. Pretty nice ones, we took. And to dear Nisa, the chicken you fried was hangus. I shall not deny that fact.

2006-12-03T23:23:00.000+08:00

Went to 2 lovely weddings today; One at Yishun and the other at Seng Kang. As I've said, both of the bridegrooms are frigging gorgeous and the food was that bad as I had anticipated. To cap it all, Rotten Granny insisted on following us and well, Rotten Granny and Father continued bickering during the whole journey. Mother, of course, lose her concentration and swerved off the road. It's amazing that the whole family is still alive despite Mother's horrendous driving.

And the DeeJay at the 2nd wedding was vair the gatal. Went winking and grinning at me. Was pretty spooked by it. No doubt that he was just another version of Asyraf (the guy with the poodle hairdo), maybe slightly fairer but then again, winking and smiling is actually disturbing. Sheesh.

This is Asyraf with his original hair.
This is Asyraf after NS - see the difference in the Hairstyle.

So you can imagine someone like Asyraf - the fairer version, winking happily at me. Good Lord.

2006-12-03T09:41:00.000+08:00

It's Sunday morning and my wheezing's getting worse. Damn, shouldn't have nicked too much carbonated drinks at Fad's place. Was a blast at Fad's, as usual. I have said it again and again and I will repeat it again. FAD, I SO LOVE YOUR FAMILY !! And of course, Ze AmazinglyAzam is my main concern. Lalala.

And did I mention Fad wakes up late and doesn't brush her teeth immediately ? What a disgusting moron.

And thank you dear Mea for attempting to kick my head in the middle of the night and to Fad, for dangling your feet
over my face and as a result I had to smell the lovely aroma of your notorious-smelling feet.

Other than that, I thought Amir was rather cute with the flat hair-do. No, I'm not saying anything. Just stating a fact.

Going to 2 weddings later. One nearby my block (the bridegroom is vair, vair gorgey) and one at Seng Kang. Phew.

2006-11-30T17:34:00.000+08:00

And I was right ! Fad snored like a lembu. Thank the lord we didn't end up making out.

2006-11-30T17:05:00.000+08:00

Afdhal has made the wound by my eye much worse by putting some toxicated ointment and it's starting to sting very badly. To make matters worse, I accidentally shampoo-ed my wound. What a lovely day.

Worst still, I text-ed to the wrong person. Let's all hope that he didn't get my message or deleted it by mistake. But it was pretty nice the fact that he was concerned. Oh la la. I'm feeling ever so guilty.

Had a ridiculous conversation with Mother over the phone.

Mother: Ati! Where are you now! (mind you, she was screaming over the phone)

Me: Mother dear, you called the home number and I obviously picked it up, where do you think I am then?

Mother: Kau kat rumah eeh?

Me: (exasperated) Ma call orang kat rumah kan, mesti orang kan rumah lah, ceepong.

Mother: Sape korek hidung?

Me: Semoga Allah merahmati telingamu, wahai Ibu, ku ingin menunaikan fardhu solat Asar. Harap telefon ku selepas Maghrib. Terima kasih.

Mother: Kau memang nak mati eh cakap gitu ngan aku?

And she hung up. There is no end to pleasing that woman.

2006-11-29T18:11:00.000+08:00

Mother rang just to check if I'm still alive at home. I supposed she thought that I wouldn't last throughout the night and it was a major huge mistake to leave me alone, all alone at home.

Well, she must be mistaken. I'm having the time of my life. The only thing that worries me is that if I should bump into any uninvited people (Surati, that is) or worse still, Mrs Pontianak. Alahai, mati aku. Mati mati mati.

Hmmm, if we should sever our friendship one day (that day will come sooner or later anyway), I just wanna say you've been an absolute great friend. Thanks.

2006-11-29T18:02:00.000+08:00

Done uploading the pictures taken at Hong Kong. Should get started with cleaning later. I so love procastinating. And come to think of it, I haven't even started packing my bag (I'm camping over to Fad's place for the next 4 days).

Oh spare me the agony.

I'll be putting up with that rotten wimp. And sleeping beside her too.

Let's all hope we don't end up doing each other. You never know what'll happen during the night. Mind you, she snores like a lembu at night. It was a vair, vair scary moment.

Lalalala.

Visit http://dyatt.multiply.com/ - if you want to be bored off your pants by my rotten pictures.

2006-11-28T18:14:00.000+08:00

Feeling slightly knackered today. Shall be posting pictures taken at Hong Kong soon.

Lalala, did I mention the male escorts and prostitutes (guy ones, =p) lookeed absolutely gorgey. Absolute yummyness !

2006-11-24T00:57:00.000+08:00

Still can't get to sleep. Am simply too excited at the prospect of going to Hong Kong tomorrow. Shall go mad shopping there. I admit that I'm not looking forward to seeing my specialist but I guess I shouldn't worry too much.

Yeah, I shouldn't worry too much.

And I'm sorry. I really am, you haven't got any idea how rotten I felt for being such a jerk. And the fact that you're being completely nice and normal to me ... makes me feel even worse. Loads worse.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry infinity.

2006-11-24T00:24:00.000+08:00

Less than 12 hours to Hong Kong trip, and I haven't finished packing my bag.

No wonder Mother was ever so pissed with me.

Come to think of it, I've begun to eat the food Mother packed for tomorrow's journey.

To dear Only_Usmates, take care of yourselves. Will be missing you guys alot.

To Fad the Useless Bestfriend, if I had a dying wish, I'd want to marry ZeAmazinglyAzam. Lalala.

2006-11-22T00:42:00.000+08:00

If you're avoiding me, please don't make it too obvious.

And if you must know, you're making me worried.

Damn.

2006-11-21T20:20:00.000+08:00

Oh Happy days.

I kissed Smeagol on the forehead before going to school. I must be feverish.

3 more happy days to Hong Kong trip. Father claimed he saw many male prostitutes. I wonder if we could smuggle one home. Hmmm ... oh well.

Didn't do anything much today. Spent my hours salivating over Thy Gorgeous Neighbour's picture, Smeagol suspected that I might have gotten horny for some time. Good grief.

But then again, Thy Gorgeous Neighbour is the one to die for !! Oh Lala!

And I realised how ugly I can get in pictures.

Intense Uglysity

Tande-tande kene sampok.
Sawan.
And lastly, Singapore's Next Top Model.

2006-11-14T21:36:00.000+08:00

Have decided to dedidate my sad life to learning photoshop and creating sensational pictures. I could start off with this particular one.

Featuring - Suk the Fake Superman, Nana the Misai Batman, Mad the Kental Suparman, Izzy the HawkGirl, Zairot the Flying Alien, Bini Bodek the SuperWoman, Ali the Green Lantern, Momorina the Batwoman, Fian the Flash, Dot the Wonder Woman, and lastly yours truly ... I haven't got any idea what character I'm playing but its ugly anyway.

2006-11-14T00:25:00.000+08:00

I admit I'm not exactly great in choosing blogskins. As much as I detest the colour pink, this particular one looks pretty okay to me.

Still nothing much to update on life. My classmates are constantly bullying me, right from sharing food and lockers and many, many more.

Kurap-ness.

Haven't got anything to do. Came up with this.

The new students of Hogwarts .

Forget love.

2006-11-12T21:47:00.000+08:00

What a depressing weekend. Too many guests and constant preachings and reminders about getting married soon. Hell, I'm only 18 going 19 next month ... and I don't even have a stinking permanent boyfriend (unless you count Gig the Gorgeous neighbour) and the last thing I need is the topic on marriage.

Oh hell.

5 years of unrequited love that results nothing more than friendship, hurts alot.

Oh well, you can't force love. Like Fad said, " Forget love, I rather fall for chocolates ". At any rate, I'm going to put on 10 more pounds if I fall for chocolates.

2006-11-11T15:05:00.000+08:00

Constant moping is vair, vair tiring. I must do something about it. Besides having fun in school, I should do more community work and torture Smeagol into insanity. Oh yes, I must ... I must.

Quarelled with Khidir again. How lovely. I must admit that he is a pain in the ass at times but ... yeah, I can handle it.

Lalala, ditto life.

Mother and Dad are quarreling all over again. Dad called Mother ' Ju-on ' and Mother retaliated by calling him, ' Hantu Gigi '. Hmmm ... come to think of it, I couldn't quite recalled what Smeagol said to me, but I think she referred me as ' Hantu Tetek ' to her schoolmates. Bloody retard.

No Grandfather the Fisherman for two weeks is a relief. I've had enough of his fishing and whale-catching days.

Superman Mad.

2006-11-10T19:51:00.000+08:00

School's pretty much rotten this days. Still nothing much. Sighs.

Did Mad the Hairy Mermaid a favour. Somewhat stirred me and cheered me up, almost.

The new Era of Mad the Kental Superman.

Mad the Sexy Superman -after implants.

Cup-C boobs and enhanced little treasures.

Again, the neck doesn't go well with Mad.

It's a bird ! It's a plane ! It's Mad the Kental Superman ! I love you Mad !!

Rotten .

2006-11-05T23:03:00.000+08:00

Mother still refused to come home whenever Dad's around. If you asked me, I wouldn't want to come home either. Life's never fair. I never said it was.

Below are some tragic pictures. Pardon me if I looked absolutely fake. But that's all I can muster throughout the whole week. A special thanks to those who has been there for me - Bini B Bodek, Fad the Useless BoobHead, Hadah, Izzah, Momo, Nana, Nisai Woman and yeah ... Khidir (yes, of all sad people ... it had to be the tragic Kid listening to me mope about my family daily).

Mad cousins.
One mad cousin and 2 sisters.
J muke ceepong.
I think I might have passed as a 40 year old. Ish.
Final destination - Fad confirm mati kene hempap lori taik.
Muke muke taik - tande2 nak mati.
Fad step ikan duyung mane. Memang nak mati tol.
It just makes me wonder - I LOVE YOU, THOU GORGEOUS NEIGHBOUR !

Break.

2006-11-02T23:17:00.000+08:00

Still feeling screwed.

Mother's still refused to acknowledge Dad. I don't blame her. Fuck life. To make matters worse, she doesn't want to come home either.

And I'm not exactly a good either. All I managed to cook was a burnt egg and some rotten rice.

Seriously, fuck life.

I need a break.

Fuck off.

2006-10-31T22:47:00.000+08:00

The last thing I need is for my family to fall apart. Again.

I'll make your life a living nightmare if you ever hurt my Mother again. That's a promise. Don't come acting all motherly and concerned with me. The day you made my family fall apart will be the last thing you ever wanted cause I swear I will kill you with my bare hands.

Fuck off bitch.

Raye Day #1

2006-10-25T00:09:00.000+08:00

Having a split headache now. Just got back home cause Mother refused to stop gossiping with the MakCiks next door. Masya'Allah. Baru abes Ramadhan da mengumpat balik. Astargfirullah.

And to the kuprak 6th floor neighbour, kau gile ke pe ? Dah pukul 12 lebih, tak tau erti tido ... mase bukak lagu raye sekuat-kuatnyer. Kau ingat ni bapak kau punye HDB flat, gile betol. Polis dah datang pun, maseh nak raye kat rumah. Go tido lah kepale kuntrat.

I think I might have piled on 10 more kilograms today. I must not check my weight till the end of the year.

(BEFORE) Baru bangun tido.

(AFTER) Chey, chey. Extreme makeover.

Err, setan makeover.

The Nightmare and the Rotten Granny. God, my room reeked of mothballs after Rotten Granny attempted to stash the packets of mothballs in my closet.

Makcik2 gossiping.

Family; JJ shiok-sendiri.

Lovely-ness.

First Lady Models.

End.

2006-10-23T18:48:00.000+08:00

10 more minutes to breaking of fast. Which means it's nearly the ending of Ramadhan.

If you asked me, I never liked celebrating Hari Raya. Never found any specialty in it anyway (maybe except looking at gorgeous cousins and lovely neighbours). What craposity.

I hate endings. I don't want Ramadhan to end.

Screwed.

2006-10-17T14:21:00.000+08:00

I know it's completely pointless as to quarrel with you, but then again, spare a thought for me. All you could come up is just a sorry, it's always been sorry this, sorry that. I could do the same too but chose not to. And I can't believe you actually said that being angry doesn't get me anywhere but think again, how would you feel if I did that to you so many times? Feel nonchalant or possibly happy ? Let me rephrase this for you ... you would feel totally fucked up. Yes, fucked up. I've wasted my time. If you had any conscience, you'd call me instead of waiting for me to message you and hear you apologize for the umpteenth time.

Whatever it is, I'd still want to say sorry. For everything I did. But believe me, as much as you had a bad day, I had mine too.

Evil Aunties.

2006-10-15T22:11:00.000+08:00

It's Sunday and I really can't work up any real enthusiasm for school tomorrow. Other than meeting my mates and going home with Bini B Bodek, there's nothing much in school actually. What a pity.

Wanted to blog yesterday but I supposed I got carried talking with Fad. Mind you, we started talking at about 8.45pm and finished at about 4.50am. 8 hours of talking crap and laughing hysterically like mad loons was no feat. I thought I was going to have a fit from giggling too much, discussing about intercourses, marriage and sex. Life's cool when Fad's around.

Speaking of which, I was nearly attracted to one of the pictures I got (okay, I kebas the pictures) from Fad. Honestly, Fad the Useless Bestfriend looks almost like a guy (a gorgeous one, while at it) and I'd most probably date her if she was one. Ouhlalala, Fad the useless Bestfriend looked absolutely great being a guy.

Evil Aunties invaded my home yesterday, making a mess out of everything. Lucky Rotten Granny didn't come along with them. I would have committed suicide if she did.

Tale of the Rotten Granny.

2006-10-13T23:14:00.000+08:00

Each time I come back from Fad the Useless Bestfriend's place, I swear that she has the best family and somewhat hoping that her Mother could adopt me or something.

Fat hope, such wishful thinking.

And I've always thought Amir was somewhat cute. Err. Let's not get on that topic, now.

Planning to buke again at Fad's place again next week. I just can't get enough of that place. I mean, it's because of dear Fad, I got to meet Ze AmazinglyAzam. Talk about pure hotness.

Rotten Granny's coming tomorrow. Completely fucked up, actually. I never did quite like her. Mind you, she actually arranged my undies and bra neatly, according to colour. I mean who in the name of Abraham Lincoln's swimming costume does that? Holy shit.

Before I die.

2006-10-12T22:36:00.000+08:00

I have long given up hope, trying to wrap the Nisai Woman's present. I have wasted loads of wrapping paper and each final touch was much worse than the previous one. Even Smeagol wrapped nicer than I did.

Good Lord.

Never, never, never again will I attempt to wrap anything else. I officially admit that I suck in gift-wrapping.

10 things I must try/do before i DIE:

Strangle Khidir; that's a complete must
Snog Gig for all the night's worth
Poison Mother's drinks
At least get Robert's/Jesse's autographs
Go on a once-in-a-lifetime date with Azam
Again, strangle Khidir cause he gets me mad
Impersonate Bopperdoo for a week
And perhaps strangle Grandfather too
Go America, and give Bush the middle finger
Kill Fadli the Useless Exboyfriend

I hearts you.

2006-10-12T18:15:00.000+08:00

Just got back from Dennis's place. No, I won't take back what I said yesterday - he's really one lucky bastard. I've always been amazed by his family and house, now that I've been in his room (with Collette too ... we were'nt doing anything if that's what you've been thinking) ... it's just woah. Can you believe, Dennis's got his very own little kitchen where he can make cups of tea and toast and everything! Talk about COOL! Life's not fair - when I think about my parents, I reckon I must have been what's called ' an accident of birth '.

Mother's making me eat some of her newly-made, poisonous cookies. If I should not live to tell that tale about the ghastly cookies, dear Lord ... please forgive me.

Am having loads of difficulty wrapping the Nisai Woman's gift. Not that surprising though. The last time I wrapped Zackeroony's present, I wasted 4 wrapping papers and it still turned out pretty ugly. Gosh.

I *hearts* YOU, Cedric!!

Lucky bastard.

2006-10-12T01:09:00.000+08:00

Phoned Dennis on his house phone (I can't get through his mobile), and the best I could get through is his Mother. Apparently Dennis has been puking daily every since we got back from LeAnne's house.

' I'm afraid Danny's not feeling his best today,' says Mrs Ming (his mother, that is). ' He doesn't seem to respond much ever since last Friday, except something about trying to grab hold some girl's ample chest and being thrown out. We even found a rather large bikini top (well, that's what I heard from Mrs Ming) when we put him to bed. Thank you so much for bringing him home, Hayati dear.'

Man, she calls me Hayati. If her tone wasn't so motherly and nice, I would have reminded her to call me Yatt. I can't believe that family. If i were to arrive home drunk having been thrown out of the party for trying to fondle a guy's little magical treasures, I'd never hear the end of it. To them, it seems like it happens everyday. Dennis's right ... he's one lucky bastard.

Oh Robert, Robert ... Please get out of my head. I'm already trying to imagine you naked. Good Lord.

Right where you want me.

2006-10-11T23:56:00.000+08:00

Baby, take me on a journey

I've been thinkin lately

I could use

A little time alone with you

Crazy, let's do something maybe

Please don't take your time

You've got me right where you want me

Lust.

2006-10-11T23:47:00.000+08:00

Nothing much today. Been snogging Robert's pictures and spent the day away fantasizing loads. Call me insane, if you must. But sighs, it's definitely better than wasting time falling in and out of love. I think I'll stick to lust in the future, it's much safer.

And to Khidir, you literally drive me insane when I spend my precious hours talking to you. Sorry, mate. But I have had enough. Really am sorry about it.

Shall do more snogging with Ced's photographs while waiting for Nisai the Misai Woman to come online.

Completely addicted.

2006-10-10T23:22:00.000+08:00

Completely addicted to dear Robert Pattinson.

Yes, I'm that mad. I've have his wallpaper on my handphone, mp3 and on my computer. I've decorated my cupboard with his pictures and printed his half-naked boncit pictures. He gets me woozy and drives me insane (literally); I think about him 24/7.

LaaLaaDeeDaa.

Went to Mr Chua's father's funeral. Chatted quite alot with him. Mind you, I was elated when he addressed me as Princess Yatt. Lovely, lovely. I guess Mr Chua is somewhat coping well and he looks cute while at it (no, I'm not fancying him, if that's what you're thinking). Only Zackeroony, Bini B Bodek, Yammy, Sumimi and me made in the evening. Broke fast at Food Culture at Century Square (Bini B Bodek brought her boyfriend along). I'll have to admit that Syam/Syai (whatever his name is) was extremely funny and yeah, he's pretty good for Bini B Bodek. I love happy endings.

Lovely-ness.

Zackeroony, The Class Treasurer, Monitor #1, Monitor #2 and Bini B Bodek.

Izzah muke stoink.

Zacky, Si Bodek and Bini Mat Kaki.

In the neoprint booth.

Happy Birthday, Mate.

2006-10-10T11:39:00.000+08:00

Not gonna blog much. Just wanna wish dearest Nissy the Mad Woman, ''Happy, Happy 19th Rotting Birthday!!''

Yes, I know I made an extremely crap-ass picture and a lame powerpoint presentation but hey, it did make you cry somewhat. And that's all that matters. And I beginning to get obsessed with Robert Pattinson that I'm seeing his head on top of everyone's body.

It's that bad. *faints*. I love you, Oh Robert Pattinson !!

2006-10-10T01:33:00.000+08:00

Hang on a minute, I think I hear a mad woman hovering around.

'' Hayati, open the door ... I want to talk to you.''

Damn, I thought it might be Robert Pattinson or Jesse McCartney who might call in about this time for a quick snog. But sadly no, It's Mother. What on earth is she doing, knocking on my door at this point of the night ? I was right about her being mad. I decide not to say a word, but shove my headset on so that she'll get the idea that I'm sleeping. Mamat the Fat Hamtaro, ever poised for action, wakes up and begins to lick in a place where only hamsters can lick. I looked at the door and notice that the door handle's beginning to turn slowly.

Hmm, I supposed Mother is turning into Psycho (you know the movie with that mad loon goes on a killing spree)

Have I locked it? Yes, thank the God Almighty. I wouldn't want Mother to catch me snogging Cedric's poster. And there are several hentai (yes, laugh ... I love reading Japanese Hentai Anime crap) comics. And a picture of Robert Pattinson half-naked. Bloody hot.

Okay, I admit he isn't that hot in the half-naked picture. But I still love him all the same.

2006-10-09T21:33:00.000+08:00

Am currently so so so bloody addicted to Robert Pattinson (the gorgey guy who played Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire). He's just oh-so-bloody-perfectly-gorgeous. *Swoons* I might actually admit that he is definitely more gorgeous (and adorable ... the list goes on) than Ze AmazingLyAzam! Talk about heavenly super hot boys.

2006-10-08T23:37:00.000+08:00

Happy, Happy Birthday to dear Drunkard Dennis and Cuzzy Remy !!

Am still vair, vair tired. Father's still forcing me to Qilamulail. Damn. Not that I'm not pleased to go to the mosque or anything but yesterday ... there was this faggotty PakCik who mistook for me for Father's new wife.

Faggotty PakCik : Dahlan ! Bini baru kau ni ?

Father appeared shocked and was lost for words.

I felt like saying (to that PakCik), ''Kau bute ke gile ... aku anak die lah setan. Skali aku kungfu pantat kau, baru kau tau''. After which, I could end the conversation by kicking him in the nuts.

But on 2nd thought, the alley was bit dark. So maybe that faggotty Pakcik is indeed blind. I would rather commit suicide than to get married at this age. Who in the name of Queen Anne's pantyhose wants to marry me anyway ?

Bloody Hell.

2006-10-08T18:39:00.000+08:00

Just came back from Geylang. Vair, vair tired I am. Can barely dragged myself out of the toilet. Mind you, I was slightly tempted to sleep in the toilet. My head's bloody itchy. Come to think, everywehre's itching. Shall go bath all over again. 20 more lovely minutes to breaking of fast. LaaDaaDeeDaa.

2006-10-07T22:30:00.000+08:00

Father planned to go Qilamulail-ing again tonight. Was bit tiring yesterday when we went to Mosque at 2.30am in the morning. Needless to say, I spent the hours away, sleeping at the Mosque ... with 3 sejadah under my head and one more to cover my ginormous bum.

I have to lose more weight and I'm not having much success on it.

Damn.

I still have to say that yesterday's buke with Only_Usmates and the Johns were definitely better than last year's. Furthermore, it was great when some of us girls started linking arms. It was a nice feeling though, and I certainly hope this isn't any signs of me being a lesbian. I mean, after all ... I do find gays fascinating. Yummy.

5 best moments I had when breaking fast with 'em

Joking while waiting for the food to come ... and that Ashar guy, eventually gave up his food.
Having to joke with Bini B Bodek throughout the journey.
Momo being excited cause she saw Roslan the Gayboy (she did linked arms with me!).
Nana holding on to my hand, with Izzah at front and Bini B Bodek tugging behind me.
Enjoying the sight of gorgey people. Ouh ... major major hotness.

I know I shouldn't make fun of Nana's pinky pimple yesterday. Cause when I woke up today ... I gave a absolutely gigantic pimple ... sitting in the middle of my chin. What craposity.

2006-10-07T00:43:00.000+08:00

My head's super itchy. Crap. Went Orchard to break fast with Only_Usmates and the Boyz. Was super great, actually. I reckoned Mad actually does look sexy in shades. Had some Claypot Chicken thingy, not really that bad for a dish ... Was bit funny when the guy(Ashar) next to me, handed me over his food (he pushed the food towards Bini B Bodek 1st). As usual, I was with Bini B Bodek ... pretty much most of them time, and we went home together. Pity dear MoMo didn't her baju Raya. And Nana the Pimple Woman has a huge, cute pimple !

Didn't upload much pictures cause I looked pretty ugly in most of them. Was sweating like mad, plus the haze was irritating the crap outta me.

Candid picture - dear Momo and Tok Yus.

All of us cept Nana the Pimply Woman.

Hmmm ... the picture might be bright but it can't fool us ... You still have the pimple, Nana !

2006-10-06T01:44:00.000+08:00

Ohyeah, the LeAnne's party happened like, yesterday ... not according to the current date.

And I'm still not satisfied with my blogskin. Diyana's stuff is soooo much cooler-looking than mine. Darn darn darn. And the Nisai Woman isn't online either. Where oh Where could you be, OhNisaiWoman? On top of dear Elfifie's lap or possibly in the toiletbowl of Drissy's home ? Lalala, I miss you already lah dengz.

Meeting Only_Usmates (without Hadah) and the Boyz for the breaking of fast tomorrow. Am so wearing my dear pinky dress (with ginormous brown flowers on it). Already planning my weekends with Gigg and following week with Fad the Useless-Bestfriend.

Am somewhat worried that I might actually ter-BATAL my fast yesterday. Sheesh. It was all Fad's fault when she started discussing about this mathematics teacher sexing this 17 year old girl and doing mathematics calculations while at it. Of all things to talk about ... we had to about raving about this and went on laughing and giggling, more laughing ... Almost pissed in my pants.

Which I did.

Yuck ... Kids, do not make a habit of pissing in your pants. It's utterly disgusting.

Urgh, I'm nineteen and I go around pissing anywhere. Utterly-Utterly disgusting.

Sheesh, I'll never hear the end of this ...

And I'm hungry. Darn the stomach.

2006-10-06T01:15:00.000+08:00

LeAnne's party wasn't that bad as I had anticipated. I thought the party was supposed to have lotsa drinking and stuff, but surprisingly ... it didn't. Her mates, were (unexpectedly) cool. And somewhat gorgeous too. Yummy - Yummy. Of course, I didn't recognized most of her mates, so I stayed with Dennis most of the time. Nothing too special except there's a pretty sweet guy whose name was Adam or something. Unless I misheard his name ... it might have been Adam-tolol-something. Damn.

Just as the party was going well, there was a little scream in the kitchen. LeAnne's dad rushes in and drags out - you've guessed - Dennis, whose obviously found the alcohol-cum-punch and what looks like a rather large pink bikini top which he's wearing over his black T-shirt.

I dashed forward and volunteered to take him home. LeAnne's dad actually finds it funny, thank God, so no real harm's done. Just as I'm about to leave through the gate, I looked back over my shoulder and see Adam-tolol-something giving me a rather sad wave. Sighs. I still don't know his full name. Text-ed Evvy and begged her to come help me haul Dennis into the taxi. Mind you, he's pretty tall and skinny but bloody heavy.

Went for terawih prayers after that. Imam AmirAmir is so gorgey-ouh-gorgeyness.

*LoveyDoveyMode*

Oh Imam AmirAmir, I so wanna marry you !!

2006-10-05T18:03:00.000+08:00

Went shopping with dear Momo and Nana. Bought a pink dress (after dear Momo convinced that I could actually fit myself in). Had fun, choosing 'em clothes cause Momo kept recommending the sort of clothes (with loads and loads of flowers on it) that Mother wore during her prom nights in 1980s. So the zaman-a-go-ago but yeah, I've bought a dress with nice, nice flowers on it. Shall wear 'em tomorrow. Laadaadeedaa.

And dear Lordy FazzyMorty has a blog now. How lovely. And he's very much fascinated by Bapuks!! I guessed I'm not the only weird one. Anyone who has an obsession about gays ... please do tag !! Your comments will be very much appreciated.

Mother's pretty pissed with me and has even gone to the extend of confiscating my Mp3 cause I was listening to Christmas songs instead of Hari Raya songs. Yeah, I've even uploaded so many lovely Christmas songs. Wee Weeeee.

Lalalala. Merry Buke to All !

2006-10-04T03:03:00.000+08:00

Having fun actually, watching gay/flash films at Youtube. It's been quite a while though, but I'm still pretty much sobbing the fact that this gay fella died before his gay boyfriend confessed his undying *love* for him. I admit, I've always been fascinated by gays. They're are just oh-so-bloody-hot and yummylicious, while at it. WeeWeeee.

And talking to Kid the Creep (hmm, it even rhymes) was no feat. I almost died (literally) having to put up with him all the time.

And did I mentioned Kid, yes ... Kid the Creep attempted to moan and groan on the phone ? It seemed to me he was sexing the phone, more like it. Good heavens. I thought I'd pissed myself laughing. What a mad, mad world.

Hmmm, come to think of it, I can hear the eff-ed up neighbour karaoke-ing now. It's 3.05am in the morning and the loon is singing, ''Kopi Dangdut''. Kopi Dangdut, kepale otak kau setan. Sekali aku naik gi rumah kau, potong kepale kau ... baru kau tau. I'm oh-so-torn, in between calling the police or just going up to personally choke him to death. Mad retard.

2006-10-03T23:38:00.000+08:00

I am still in a ditherspaz about what to wear. I've been through all my clothes about a million times and all I can come up is some ketinggalan zaman clothes (the ones people wear during Ice Age). Mother surprisingly didn't kill me in the morning. How lovely. I thought I was going to be murdered today. Lalala.

Tried on the White Princessy-cum-wedding gown Baju Kurung again. Mother ruffled my hair (vair annoying) and went all nostalgic. More ruffling and more not-so-anticipated words. I thought I might have looked like Princess D in her wedding dress by the time she finished. Then, just when I got my full kit on, my silly moo of a Mother suddenly came over all misty-eyed and kissed me because she reckoned I looked so grown-up and wasn't her little girl anymore. Gosh. Talk about creeposity.

I looked more like a flouncing hippo in a wedding gown.

What a fiasco. I will never wear those stuff again.

Having a nervy spaz now. 15 more minutes to dreaded results. Mati Mati Mati. Darn the Nisai the Misai Woman for being calm about it.

2006-10-03T00:40:00.000+08:00

I hardly sleep a wink on Monday night, thinking how on earth am I going to explain to Mother that I've torn one of her clothes. Actually, I forced myself into that bloody dress and it went Zzzzt-Zzzzt-Zzzzt till the knees. Mati mati mati aku. I am prepared to be slaughtered later in the morning. I might as well start doing my prayers, seeing that Mother will kill me sometime soon.

This has to be the very lowest point of my life, and just to make it lower, Mamat the Fat-ass Hamtaro has already peed on my clothes and chewed my fingers. Even, my Hamster hates me.

What a lovely day. Not.

Hmmm, am going shopping with Mother again. I shall, again, start begging for more money cause I really need to go shopping all over again. Am completely broke (literally) and I haven't got money on me for Friday's buke. Damn. Worst still, I haven't got anything for the Misai Woman yet. Craposity.

Ouh ZeAmazingLyAZam. Such yummyness. I could eat him alive.

2006-10-02T18:43:00.000+08:00

It's in the evening and I'm in my room - sort of sulking, cause Mother refused to let me come near the food. I wish I was dead. Well, maybe not actually dead - that's a bit final. What I really wished is that I could be a few years older so that I could really get off with Gig (did I mentioned Mother disapproves of him ?) But that's like wishing our rotten school would burn down.

I love reading Diyana's blog. Man, she has nice ways of expressing herself on her blog. Phew.

20 torturing minutes to breaking of fast. Dear God, let the time pass quickly for I am indeed hungry and am already beginning to chew on my fingernails and nearly starting on my toenails. Amin.

LaaDaa DeeDa. I haven't bought an outfit for Friday's outing! Crap.

2006-10-01T23:27:00.000+08:00

Home again.

I have a huge, ginormous pimple ... smacked in the middle of my forehead.

Luckily, my new spot shows no further signs of eruption. It must be going through its dormant phase. Mind you, if it was a volcano, all the people living on the edge would be packing their bags and making for the foothills by now. It simply amazes me where spots come from. It's like they're creeping around inside your body trying to decide where to break out next.

Hmm, enough of the spotty business.

Well, what a crappy day it is ... skipped Madrasah for the fourth time. One minute ... my head's full of Gig, and whether I might just stand a chance with him afer all, and the next i'm thinking about Ze AmazinglyAzam. Gig-Azam, Azam-Gig, I just cant get my brain straight.

And that creep already got back from Malaysia. Needless to say, I feel somewhat happy. But then again ... sighs. I don't know. I'm too sure about it either. Crap.

2006-10-01T01:54:00.000+08:00

And I'm very much worried about that creep who went to Malaysia. I mean, yeah ... he's (sadly) only a friend, but then again ... I do worry for my mates, especially this particular creep.

For all we know, he might already drowned himself in his Auntie's toilet bowl or got himself kidnapped by some mad Minah Kampong.

Hmmm, it really might happen.

What a useless creep. Come back lah ... I miss your joined-eyebrows ! And of course, your gorgeous mates.

2006-10-01T01:19:00.000+08:00

Honestly, you'd think that World War Three had broken out outside my room. It's barely Sunday (1 and half hours after midnight) and that's 4 more hours to Subuh Prayers, but no ... Father had to start vaccuuming the house in the middle of the night, complaining that his room was full of dust. What a sad person, he is.

Yes, very sad indeed.

And he's forcing me to go Qilamulail with him. Sighs, I hope Ustad Topetity Love will be there.

I shall sneak into the kitchen again, am still vair hungry.

2006-09-30T23:11:00.000+08:00

I am thankful to dear God, that I am still alive ... if not for Father's treacherous driving. Honestly, at the rate he's going ... I wouldn't be surprised if he ends up killing everyone in the family. I prefer Mother's driving anyway even though she goes at a speed of 50km/hr on expressway. Good Lord, save both my parents before they get themselves killed.

And come to think of it, Father almost ran down a cute motorcyclist. Hmmm ... I'm prepared to give CPR anytime.

Haram-ness.

But under some circumstances, CPR-cum-snogging is Halal.

Went shopping with the Insane Family. At Geylang. Full of Makciks, Atok-atoks and yummylicious guys. Yes, vair vair gorgeous people. Instead of shopping for my baju Raye, I went ogling happily at the Salesperson. Mother bought me 2 baru Raye for this year. Purple and Pink. Yes, PINK. I can imagine Zackeroony's face when I wear Pink Kurung this year. Vair vair disgusting. I admit, Mother is indeed colour-blind.

Been wanting to put up this picture at Friendster, but to no avail. Darn friendster blogs. I love RAHIMAMAH RAHIM (turban-version).

Muke cramp, nak terberak.

Rahimah Rahim's worst NIGHTMARE.

2006-09-30T02:07:00.000+08:00

It's nearly Saturday morning. My head feels as if it's being squeezed in one of those car crushers and my mouth tastes like I've been licking the inside of Mamat's sandbowl. As my sad brain gradually begins to stir, I suddenly realized that I've been snogging Smeagol's socks. Creep. She left her school socks on my bed. Oh, talk about being depressed. I would have thought I was snogging Ze AmazingLyAzam.

I'd like to start by explaining (all over again) which are the frequents names I'd be using in my blog.

I'd usually address my parents by Mother and Father, and my sister as Smeagol.

The rest are as follows -
Jj Jonatte - My sweet cuzz Jannah.
Grandfather the Fisherman - Grandfather
Rotten Granny - My grandmother from my Father's side
The Evil Aunties - My Father's sisters
Mamat the Fat Hamtaro - My hamster

Gig, Affy, Hammie - Gifarri, Afdhal and Hamizan, my bloody cool neighbours.
Fad the Useless Bestfriend - Fadilah
Nisai the Misai Woman - Nisa
Bini B Bodek - Haisah
MoMo - Marina
Zackeroony - Izzah
Anan Babuz - Nana
Syueks/Dotty - Hadah

Lord FazzyMort - Fazhly
The Shaggable One - Izal
Kid - Khidir, the fella who cried
Fad the prick/dick - Fadli, the exboyfriend

That's about it, I suppose. I think I'll be fine, blogging here. And did I mention I made Khidir cry for the 2nd time this week? Ish, I am indeed the creep of the century.

2006-09-29T20:56:00.000+08:00

I find it bit odd to be blogging here, cause I've been blogging for nearly 2 years at Friendster. I'm totally passionate about blogging and yeah, that's pretty much of my sadistic life.

I'd very well start with a self-introductory to my blog. Hey, my name's Yatt Dahlan. Most of the time, I see my real life as a bit of a disaster movie. Let me tell you all about it.

I could start by telling what a crititically insane family I have.

Siti Aishah - Mother, Mad Woman.
Mother's turning forty-two this year. Sometimes, I do tell her to act her own age but she's pretty much living in her world, doing mad stuff that people wouldn't think of. I mean, I do wish she's be normal just like other mothers, like settling down and you know, do stuff mothers do. But no, my Mother doesn't. She's very much into animals, wildlife and what I consider an attention-seeker. Mother has this habit of forcing us(family) to wear the same outfit for every occasion and decides what we wear during weekends. That's why I say she drives me insane. But then again, I love her dearly and I don't think she appreciates that much. I know I was never her favourite ... Hmmm.

Dahlan Abu - Father, Nunga-nunga Lover.
Father ... he's very much a reserved person. Father's a neat freak and claims that I drive him insane by leaving my undergarments all over the house. Honestly, I love him more than I ever recall loving Mother cause he means the world to me and has pretty much backed me up in every aspect of life. Needless to say, he does go mad at times. What do I mean by that? Father has resorted to wearing Mother's bra and undies on some days and went flouncing and dancing in the living room. Course, I am embarassed but hey, he's all I ever got anyway.

Nuraidah - Commonly known as Smeagol (Sister).
She's turning 11 this year. I can safely say I can't live without her cause she means the crap to me and I hate to admit the fact she's already growing up. Needless to say, she tortures me mentally and physically but then again, she does make it up by cleaning up my room and picks up my dirty laundry. I can't very much say that I love her ... she's enough to make my life more colorful. What a creep.

Okay, I'm officially done with describing my perfectly-insane family. I could start with my mates now.

Fadilah - my bestest (infinity) mate in the universe
Fadilah's commonly known as Fad. She's my bestest mate and one of the coolest girls I know. Some people find her a tad weird. I couldn't agree more with that. She's everything I'm not and I'm everything she isn't. Well, we could start off by saying she isn't much interested in boys and shopping. Those two things is what I'm so passionate about, Fad doesn't give much thought to that. Furthermore, she knows that I absolutely adore her cousin, Ze AmazingLyAzam, and isn't doing anything much to help me marry off her cousin.

So why is Fad my best mate?
Well, I could never tell her, but I think she's the funniest, honestest, coolest person I know. Fad's different (in a weird way), she lives in a world of her own and anyone that doesn't like it can sod off. Best of all, out of everyone she knows, she likes me best (deep, deep down she loves me but refused to admit it). I do LOVE her alot, but she finds this rather disturbing (and disgusting) and it sometimes make me wonder if I'm actually lesbian.

Hadah, Haisah, Izzah, Marina, Nana and Nisai woman - My close mates
These are the people I very well can't live without. They make my day, pretty anytime ... anywhere. We've had arguments and mini quarrels but we're still good. Wonderful memories we've had. I hearts you guys!!

I won't go into detail about any boys as they pretty much revolve around my life everyday. Ouh, the joy of having to look at gorgeous boys.

Lastly, (if you readers are still surviving) ... there's me ...

Yatt Dahlan - Yours truly
You already know my name's Yatt. My full name's Nurhayati Dahlan. Do not ever attempt to call me Hayati or Yati cause I will not respond to those extremely crap-ass orbit names on earth. I share a house with the critically insane family and I have very wanted to move far, far away from them since I was thirteen. My life's a tad sad, I haven't had much friends and once I have them, I clinged on to them. I'm still single, due to all those rotten relationships I had (including Fadli the useless Dick). I certainly love yakking on the phone and blogging is my life. Yes, I can't survive without having to express my thoughts. I think I look hideous and I can't imagine how my mates put up with an ugly insect like me. That's about it, I guess. Hmmm ...

2006-09-29T20:12:00.000+08:00

Am finally satisfied of my blogskin. I admit it isn't much of a success but hey, it's my first blog ... and I'm not too bothered about the skins. Lalala.

2006-09-28T22:27:00.000+08:00

I suppose this shouldn't be a bad start. Am still searching a bloody skin. This was one of the reasons why i've never engaged myself in any forms of blogging other than at Friendster. Crappyness. I shall later spend 30 minutes of my precious life, having to search for a lovely skin. Till then, Au Revoir.