tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63468062011-04-21T22:13:44.633-07:00Aliya Part 2: The FatteningNew and improved! And fat!!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comBlogger1381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1162335835420162732006-10-31T14:59:00.000-08:002006-10-31T15:03:55.436-08:00I'm in Canada. University of Windsor. I'm doing my degree in Bachelor in Mathematics (Honours).I may be the foreigner here but it's the locals who know nothing about anything.Here's a quote from Goethe: "There's nothing more frightful than ignorance in action."Frightful? Appalling.I miss Megan. And all my friends who know about other cultures than their own.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1156316079474031542006-08-22T23:53:00.000-07:002006-08-23T01:26:46.473-07:00"We are giving Aliya K******* - the following awards...$1,500 International Entrance ScholarshipOutstanding Scholar Award with a total value of $16,000 for General BMath"BOOYA!!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1156239007808502322006-08-22T02:29:00.000-07:002006-08-22T02:30:07.826-07:00Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1156156943022432812006-08-21T03:37:00.000-07:002006-08-21T03:42:23.036-07:00šXξ ςζ탃 - I will not bow as a prey to the scavengers says:but well Aliya lays bricks in her past timeseriouslySal says:im not surprisedšXξ ςζ탃 - I will not bow as a prey to the scavengers says:when we go out, she sometimes stands ard and admires buildingsnot for the architechtureSal says:but the brick laying?šXξ ςζ탃 - I will not bow as a prey to the scavengers says:yeapshe just drops in Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1155464408095151752006-08-13T03:16:00.000-07:002006-08-13T03:20:08.120-07:00Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Megan Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1151482396836170542006-06-28T00:54:00.000-07:002006-06-28T01:36:14.490-07:00Nermal "The world's cutest kitten." Garfield hates him when he comes to show everyone how cute he is. Garfield often tries to mail him to Abu Dhabi. Nermal is a male kitten, but his voice actress (Desiree Goyette) and long eyelashes have led to some confusion over his gender.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1146821715366870832006-05-05T02:34:00.000-07:002006-05-05T02:35:15.393-07:00Ever-so-appropriate first entry in months.Aliya --[adjective]:Sexually stunning'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.comAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1136197869927942262006-01-02T01:42:00.000-08:002006-01-02T02:31:10.323-08:00On Friday, I went to Raffles City and had to wait for silly David for half an hour! Late as usual, lah! When he finally came, we went to Sugar's house. Then Ben came over with his guitar and amp. Then I asked for his bass, so he went back to get it and his bass amp. What a nice boy. Then we kinda jammed all afternoon and then Sugar's mom called me fat and stuff, and then we left at around 7.Oh, Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1135847094139133132005-12-29T00:46:00.000-08:002005-12-29T01:04:54.193-08:00Asmita's in Singapore. Gigi Apu and I went to meet her in town yesterday. When we were about to leave Orchard MRT station, I saw Sam. Then, we went to Wisma and I saw Rosie McGowan and Liz. Then we went upstairs and I saw Mei Shi. Then Asmita left and Gigi Apu and I went to Lido and I saw Selena. I swear it was like MGS Drama all around town. Then we wanted to go sit down so we headed to Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1135396309816945862005-12-23T18:58:00.000-08:002005-12-23T19:53:46.506-08:00Ok I'm going to start off with Sunday 'cause I just realised that I'm forgetting things that happened just 2 days ago.Sunday, Gigi Apu and I took my aunt and grandaunt to Orchard 'cause they wanted to shop. I bumped into Manross and we spoke a bit till we had crossed the road, then he ran of with his friends and I, with my family. Blah blah blah it was boring but at least my aunt bought me Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134797132485994002005-12-16T20:58:00.000-08:002005-12-16T21:29:08.923-08:00OH MY GOD LAST NIGHT WAS AWESOME.But for some reason, I don't feel like it happened at all. I KNOW it happened, but it happened so fast! It's like, wait, what was I doing last night again?Well I went for a mini gig at IJ Studios, which is in some random warehouse kinda building thing in Paya Lebar. David picked me, Gigi Apu and her friend Arman up from the Singapore Post building and halfway to Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134711780204348462005-12-15T21:40:00.000-08:002005-12-15T21:43:00.213-08:00David and I are so damn sexy in the picture we took in Megan's kitchen. I get hot and bothered looking at it.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134710536517723532005-12-15T21:09:00.000-08:002005-12-15T21:22:16.530-08:00Day 3 of Meganlessness.I EC'd this morning and dug a hole in my hand. When you're on EC, you can't feel a thing. It's like, if you poke yourself with something sharp, it hurts for that one second and then the feeling goes away. That's bad in a way 'cause when something itches and you scratch it, it's relieved for a split second and then it's itchy as hell again and you gotta keep scratching and Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134654364536863962005-12-15T05:40:00.000-08:002005-12-15T05:46:04.546-08:00Gigi Apu came across one of those mindless job predictor things on the net, and she inserted 'Aliya'. Results: Clown. So she tried 'Aliya K*******'. Results: Street sweeper. Obviously, you gotta put your full name in there, 'cause when she did the results were '...who are you kidding, you work?' Hahaha! How accurate!Day 2 of Megan being outta Singapore. ARGH!!TOMORROW IS FRIDAY. MY HEART IS Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134569895087637312005-12-14T06:09:00.000-08:002005-12-14T06:18:15.106-08:00Yesterday David and I went to Megan's house. I shan't state explicit details (for David's sake), but all I'll say is that Megan and I found out that David's actually very pretty. Then we went for the snow show at Tanglin Mall. IT WAS SO FUN. The three of us played in the foam ("snow") and there was foam everywhere! And Megan and I were standing in front of the foam machine and we were screaming Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1134454216328536892005-12-12T22:04:00.000-08:002005-12-12T22:10:16.340-08:00TODAY, AFTER ALMOST A DECADE OF LIVING IN THIS APARTMENT (9 years to be exact) I JUST REALIZED THAT IF YOU TURN THE SHOWER HEAD IN MY BATHROOM, THE WATER FLOW FLUCTUATES!!!I see the light! Clarity! Enlightenment!Anyway, I'm meeting David and Megan for cheese prata. YUM! And FOAM ("snow") at Tanglin Mall!! (Minus David, 'cause he's "too cool".)Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1133935639333895862005-12-06T20:46:00.000-08:002005-12-06T22:25:46.530-08:00Monday was Izzy's birthday. Happy belated birthday, Izzy! So, yesterday I was supposed to have gone to the Emirati embassy, but it turned out I didn't have to go, then Megan was too tired or something to go to Shekha's school and I didn't wanna go alone, so I went for Izzy's birthday thingy at East Coast Park. I met Naz and David at Tampines Mall and then we went. It took fuckin' forever to get Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1133765770348897522005-12-04T22:14:00.000-08:002005-12-04T22:56:10.380-08:00Oh my GAD yesterday was SO fun! Megan, Aunty Deb and I went SAILING! It was my first time and Aunty Deb wasn't too sure about taking me 'cause I can't swim (yes, I KNOW Bangladesh floods all the time, but I can't swim, okay?!). Anyway we convinced her to let me, seeing as Megan and I led the whole cohort in kayaking around Pulau Ubin 2 years ago, at OBS. So we got to Changi Sailing Club and ate Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1132762731224436232005-11-23T08:18:00.000-08:002005-11-23T08:18:51.233-08:00I take that back. Naz and David are the best. And they're both sexy bizatches. Reowr!! Yum yum sexy guitar men. Not to mention damn good friends.And Megan goes without saying la. Megan is the best mo fo ever. I love you!And Z is fucking awesome too.And a lot of people la okay?! But I take back the Naz-and-David-being-terrible thing.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1132759912050423852005-11-23T07:31:00.000-08:002005-11-23T07:31:52.050-08:00I've calculated that I only have 7 weeks left in Singapore. FUCK (TO THE MAX)!Hari Raya performance was okay. Performing for Open House tomorrow. Hopefully will be able to wear sexy black dress but if not, then whatever.David and Naz are terrible people and don't deserve a friend like me. But I still love them without knowing it. Uh huh yeah totally. Bizatches.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1130570529105596162005-10-29T00:21:00.000-07:002005-10-29T00:22:09.146-07:00Yesterday I had the adrenaline rush of a lifetime! What happened was that I was walking around and studying Bangla and whatever, BLIND, for about 3 hours and then LO AND BEHOLD, I looked under the pillow and blankets I was lying on for 3 hours, and FOUND MY GLASSES! It was actually quite exciting.I had a peanut butter and condenseed milk sandwich, and two peanut butter and jelly waffles for Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1130345116255164352005-10-26T09:42:00.000-07:002005-10-26T09:45:16.260-07:00Allah or whoever makes the fasting rules must've realised that I fast when I'm not supposed to, and thus has given me yet another period (only 20 days after the previous one during which I fasted) so I can fast during it again.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1130119675592590462005-10-23T19:07:00.000-07:002005-10-23T19:07:55.593-07:00I SO have no willpower. I keep fasting till about, oh, say, 9 o'clock (in the morning). I realise I fasted more properly and righteously when I wasn't supposed to (when I was perioding) and vice versa.On Saturday I caught Kitty in the kitchen red-pawed with what looked like a worm. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was a be-limbed baby lizard! Totally gross. Sicko Kitty the Lizard Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1128523211167674282005-10-05T07:40:00.000-07:002005-10-05T07:40:11.173-07:00Today was the first day of Ramadan. I lived through it! But I just had dinner so now I'm so full. I don't know how I'll roll over to my room to study later. So I won't. Or I might. But, as I'm blooterising, I'm not even supposed to fast! But it was an unofficial fast so I can prepare myself for when I can officially fast.I finally bought that wonderful Boursin cheese! Mmm garlic cream cheese Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1128430288753965892005-10-04T05:53:00.000-07:002005-10-04T05:51:28.783-07:00On Saturday night, we had some people over for dinner and we were all up past midnight singing and playing music. This one uncle used to be in a band in Bangladesh and he played the guitar, and my dad's cousin played the tablas and this NUS student played the harmonium and sang. His voice is AMAZING. Then some other people sang, too, but he was the best. Everyone was finally gone by 3.30am. Whoo!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1127659976778596612005-09-25T07:54:00.000-07:002005-09-25T07:52:56.783-07:00OH! How sweet. Gohere and scroll down. I miss you too, Amanda!! And Chong and Shekha. Fuck la stupid non-MGS-ness ripping us apart.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1127656704995331372005-09-25T07:00:00.000-07:002005-09-25T07:54:11.883-07:00So here's what happened today. After tuition I told my dad I had to "go to the library to meet my group members to do project work" which means going to lunch with Megan, Aunty Carla and Aunty Deirdre. After which, we went grocery shopping and we saw... SPONGEBOB LOLLIPOPS! Cheese pie! Damn fuckin' exciting! So we bought the Spongebob lollipops (YAY!) and lotsa other crap like crackers and cheeseAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1127219364408638832005-09-20T20:31:00.000-07:002005-09-20T05:29:24.416-07:00Today I was walking to Causeway Point with Jessica and Naz and this old man on a bike was going past me and his bike handle caught on my bag strap and I got yanked back and he flew off his bike and fell on the grass. What the hell. Poor old Bike Man. Maybe I should get a new bag.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1127134790482460392005-09-19T21:01:00.000-07:002005-09-19T05:59:50.493-07:00Today, while Ms Lim left the class for a bit, I engaged in Mortal Kombat with Raphael. It was fun. I can totally kick his ass. :D (Yeah, sure.)Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1127054782278860462005-09-18T19:48:00.000-07:002005-09-18T07:46:22.280-07:00Okay, so I've decided not to neglect this blog writing thing. I'm losing whatever writing ability I had before.Today, I drooled on my leg. :DTODAY'S DAVID'S GIG! I SO wanted to go but he advised me not to, lest I got killed by skinheads. Also, I just re-remembered about it this afternoon so it was too late to come up with an alibi. Anyway, it's the thought that counts.I performed last Friday at Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1123323786690562482005-08-06T03:21:00.000-07:002005-08-06T03:23:06.696-07:00Me and Terry broke up. Baby, I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you like you wanted me to. But! It's better this way for the both of us. And we've both got the rest of our lives ahead.LOVE!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1121782327093578442005-07-19T22:10:00.000-07:002005-09-25T07:56:50.516-07:00Okay, I'm a bit late for my monthly update. But it's monthly anyway so I guess a day or two late doesn't matter.Okay lemme just write the whole damn story here. Since June I'd been craving for McDonald's breakfast so Megan and I planned to skip school 2 Thursdays ago to go for it. BUT, on Thursday it turned out that Megan couldn't make it 'cause she had an Econs test so she couldn't skip school. Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1118844644510914342005-06-15T07:03:00.000-07:002005-06-15T07:10:44.513-07:00So it seems the only excitement in my life worth posting about nowadays comes from Internet quizzes.Naaah I'm just kidding. I'm just so fucking lazy I can't be bothered to type anything much anymore. Basically been hanging out with Z and Val and... nothing much else. In the past week I've probably spent like a total of 12 hours sitting around at McCafe. Yeah, that's my smashing June holiday, man.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1118843789581371172005-06-15T06:55:00.000-07:002005-06-15T06:56:37.710-07:00You Are Buffy the Vampire Slayer"We saved the world. I say we have to party."What Superheroine Are You?Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1118046514166298662005-06-06T01:28:00.000-07:002005-06-06T01:28:34.173-07:00Your Penis Name is: GodzillaGet your own Penis NameAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1116249060578314472005-05-16T06:08:00.001-07:002005-05-16T06:11:00.583-07:00I am in ITALY!!!Wow all the people from my childhood turn out hot. Rahul, Rohan, and now Reza...It is SO beautiful here. Classic little neighbourhood with cobblestone streets and all...Ciao!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1114853732723479292005-04-30T17:34:00.000-07:002005-04-30T02:35:32.723-07:00Once again, it's time for my monthly update.I am officially in need of sleep.Hey, everyone! Go check out fataliya.blogpot.com. That's "blogspot" minus the "s", just in case you can't read my font properly. It's SO ironic, 'cause it's absolutely something I do NOT want to be associated with.Yesterday, I left for school at 7.30 in the morning, and I got home at 7.30pm. Then I slept at 10, and told Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1111920038735272462005-03-27T02:10:00.000-08:002005-03-27T02:40:38.736-08:00OH MAN I can't believe I haven't posted in like almost a month. Here's what has happened ever since.1) Kitty almost died. He climbed up the horizontal grilles of our back verandah and got stuck high up. So I had to go pull him down, which was dangerous 'cause he could've been scared enough to back away from me (and thus fall 7 storeys) or he could've been scared enough to claw my face as I Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1109861028801014662005-03-03T06:22:00.000-08:002005-03-03T06:43:48.803-08:00Okay, so on Tuesday I FINALLY met up with Deone! Oh man, it was SO exciting, seeing her after AGES. We had a wonderful lunch at her place, then we went shopping for cheap plain T-shirts so we could paint on them. We went to Far East, where we bought churros from "Churros World" which is a little kiosk which you should NEVER GO TO because it PUSHES PIRATED CHURROS. You want the real thing? Go to Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1109599017760924392005-02-28T05:36:00.000-08:002005-02-28T05:56:57.760-08:00So, today was the "Big Day". I don't see why, though. I mean, they're just results to an exam, that's all. I wasn't hyped up or excited at all for this day, seeing as it's just like any other Monday (except with no school) and in fact, I was kinda happy, seeing all my MG friends and stuff. So when I got my results, I felt no wave of emotion coming over me. It was like, okay. Then it was sucky 'Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1109469700892307432005-02-26T17:50:00.000-08:002005-02-26T18:01:40.896-08:00Meenhaj is right. Noone should have to read the same post over and over again. It's unhumanity!Okay, so the O level results come out tomorrow. I guess I'm not particularly happy about it, but I'm not sad either. It's inevitable. There's no use getting jittery or exploding 'cause there's nothing I can do about it but sit around and wait.I'm worried for Megan. She's going through a HARSH time rightAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1108284149355521512005-02-13T00:33:00.000-08:002005-02-13T00:42:29.406-08:00Strange happenings... Just yesterday I found out that Bhaiya broke his ankle (I forget how) and then I went to Bangla School and I saw AJ in crutches 'cause he broke his ankle playing soccer. Which is TOTALLY unfair 'cause I've recently been asking my friends to push me down the spiral staircase in school so I can break MY ankle and get out of doing the 2.4km run! No fair.And my Nerdness is Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1107873158471415642005-02-08T06:07:00.000-08:002005-02-08T06:32:38.470-08:00I'm afraid to have kids for the sole reason that I may be an abusive mother. As much as I promise myself that I won't turn out like my own mother, I fear I'll lose control. When I woke up this morning, I went to Mom and asked her some random question and instead of answering me, she asked in this fucking annoying way, "When was the last time you dyed your hair?" It's fucking annoying, seeing as IAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1107088896854128942005-01-30T20:42:00.000-08:002005-01-30T04:42:39.833-08:00Okay, last Sunday I had lunch with Megan, Timmy, Shampoo, Nat, Yamini, Sugar and Kunal at Seoul Garden. It cost $184! I almost died. Anyway, it's a once-a-year thing so it's okay, I guess. The food was good.
Then on Tuesday, on my actualy birthday, I got one of those surprise birthday cake thingies at lunch. It was a Swensen's ice-cream cake! OH MAN it was so good. But Danis forgot to put it in Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1107089685772681602005-01-30T04:42:00.000-08:002005-01-30T04:54:45.773-08:00Also, I'm joining a library on Tuesday. I'm so excited!!
And I have to start saving up. I'm going to get a tattoo. And hopefully an epilator.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1106287785245545542005-01-20T22:05:00.000-08:002005-01-20T22:09:45.246-08:00Innova's cool. I just found out that the guy I've been whining about to everyone EXCEPT people in my class is good friends with a guy in class, and shares the same group of friends as the girl I sit bloody NEXT TO! So yeah. He's hot. Not cute, but hot. More of.. he.. umm.. He radiates sex. Or sexiness. Or sexinomofologicality (say it fast).
And if you say out his name, it's pronounced the same Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1106225444909801052005-01-20T04:49:00.000-08:002005-01-20T04:50:44.910-08:00...I'm in student council...?Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1105715662315133212005-01-14T23:13:00.000-08:002005-01-14T07:14:22.316-08:00I can feel my slow descent into depression. Not teenage-angsty depression, but more like the medical condition. It's probably due to the lack of sleep. I'm SO tired nowadays. And stressed. I'm so stressed. I don't know what's happening. I never get stressed, and I usually manage to keep things cool and not be tense about anything. But, yeah. So today I found myself eating excessively and Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1105364294044301642005-01-10T05:31:00.000-08:002005-01-10T05:38:14.043-08:00I don't understand why people get so offended by my calling god an asshole. That really is a matter of opinion and it's not like I'm forcing people to believe what I believe. It's my blog and I'm putting my thoughts into it, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that.
Anyway, Baba got into a little accident on Saturday. This truck crashed into him from behind and totally wrecked our Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1105115774493783322005-01-07T08:28:00.000-08:002005-01-07T08:36:14.493-08:00Despite the temperature being fucking cold, Delhi was hot. I got with Rohan, and he actually said I was a good kisser. (So HAHA, JJ! I'm not that violent after all!) Unfortunately, he lives in Hawaii so it was a one-time thing. Heh, anyway...
So today was my 2nd day in IJC (Innova, for all you out-of-its) and it's actually pretty nice. I mean, despite being on the other side of Singapore and all.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1103738767861614592004-12-22T10:05:00.000-08:002004-12-22T10:06:07.860-08:00By the way, I've caught a cold. God is GREAT, that asshole.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1103737934989244022004-12-22T09:50:00.000-08:002004-12-22T09:52:14.990-08:00Okay, so today DID suck after all. Stupid God hates me. Asshole. It all started with the bumping of my head into the front gate thing when I left the house this morning. Then, Gigi Apu and I went to Gaucia Market to buy earrings, and we had to do it quickly ‘cause I started feeling sick for no reason. Then, we went to Rifles Square and they didn’t have any of the 3 CDs I wanted (I’ve probably Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1103710462303962052004-12-22T02:12:00.000-08:002004-12-22T02:14:22.303-08:00I'm in Bangladesh. Haven't been up to much, but I'm still having a bit of fun. Thanks to Gigi Apu. She's fuckin' awesome. Taking me out to strange corners, putting me up for hire to absolutely anyone for Tk.500 (which is like less than SG$15) per hour, and so on. :D Ha ha ha. That's what we tell our mothers when we go out. No, but really. It's fun.
I should stop doping. It's nice for a bit, but Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1101973463391322312004-12-01T23:44:00.000-08:002004-12-01T23:44:23.390-08:00AAAND I'm going to Dhaka tomorrow.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1101973381756659102004-12-01T23:32:00.000-08:002004-12-01T23:43:01.756-08:00So, was at this dawat (Bangla for dinner party, for you non-Banglafied people) and Redwan and Nahin FREAKED out when they saw me. Poor Nahin almost had a heart attack. He cornered me in the kitchen and was all, "What happened? You used to be one hot freak of nature and... WHAT HAPPENED??" Heh. Seems like I'm getting more compliments looking ugly than last time. HURRAY FOR UGLY!
I'm glad Taufik Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1101465150104125942004-11-26T02:29:00.000-08:002004-11-26T02:32:30.103-08:00I am officially living up to my blog name. Megan and Kunal aren't able to carry me for as long as they used to anymore. Either I'm fatter, or both of them are weaker. The latter is obviously less likely.
Baba might lose his job. None of us knows what's going to happen next.
Can't wait to go to Dhaka.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1101350210175187772004-11-24T18:24:00.000-08:002004-11-24T18:36:50.176-08:00Wow, I haven't written here in about 3 weeks. That's a long time.
O's are over! OVER!!!
I got a new haircut. It kinda sucks. The one time I don't cut it myself, and it screws up. Stupid Chinese woman just nodded at whatever I said and she OBVIOUSLY didn't understand what I wanted. I showed her pictures! Anyway. I'll invest in more caps now. Oh, and I got new glasses. They're cool, like purple Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1099381127441578452004-11-01T23:28:00.000-08:002004-11-01T23:38:47.440-08:00I'm now one of the happiest people on earth. Why? FAHIM CAME ONLINE! Man, I hadn't spoken to him in months. :D
(My sunrise is your sunset.)
Mou got me a Spongebob alarm clock. But I stuck it in the plug point here and I zapped it. Stupid voltage here is higher than the US. Her mom makes the bestest thinnest softest pancakes.
I was speaking to Bhaiya today and he said he's finally finished Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1098968705629248752004-10-28T05:59:00.000-07:002004-10-28T06:05:05.630-07:00I've established that the Whopper Jr. is the real life equivalent of a Krabby Patty.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1098680763693203992004-10-24T21:54:00.000-07:002004-10-24T22:10:08.740-07:00Kitty is currently sleeping. In a plastic bag.
Sum 41's turning somewhat metal. Cool! I mean, their previous sound wasn't bad, but this is better!
I don't think I'm touching another cigarette in a long while. I mean, after what happened to Shampoo's dad. I'm too fuckin' scared. I don't want that to happen to me when I'm in my forties. Anyway, he'll be alright. And so will everyone else who Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1097756860950502652004-10-14T04:56:00.000-07:002004-10-14T05:27:40.950-07:00Shekha says, "I think you're a good friend but you're a bad influence. Hahahahha. And what makes it worse is that you're so damn smart." She's either saying 'I love you' or 'I hate you'. Let's be optimistic, shall we? Heheh..
Tomorrow's officially the last day of school. Which is a crap thing. 'Cause suddenly it feels like, the end of a legacy. I can't stop thinking about how much I want to catchAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1097469384827470382004-10-10T21:36:00.000-07:002004-10-10T21:36:24.826-07:00So I'm at school. Again. I don't like school. Especially since I've not been here in a while. I find I get annoyed more easily 'cause there're different kinds of people here and they're not all like me. I shouldn't have not gone to school last week. Now I like being alone. I spent the whole of recess playing B5's guitar alone in B5. I like being alone.
Anyway, my marks: English B3, E. Math A1, A.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1096190163995990142004-09-26T02:13:00.000-07:002004-09-26T02:16:03.996-07:00Wait wait!! Hasina Khamma just got in and she's so nice! She started playing with Kitty and Kitty likes her! I'm jealous. Kitty doesn't even like me that much. She just gave me a couple of fresh new bites. (Kitty, that is, not Hasina Khamma.)
Actually, Kitty's favourite person is Baba. She always sleeps next to him. Bloody bitch cat traitor. Betraying her mommy, who does she think she is?!
Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1096188377776216632004-09-26T01:28:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:46:17.776-07:00BOLD it.
I think I'm really attractive.
I prefer winter over summer.
I am a geek.
I am a shopaholic.
I am reasonably intelligent.
I am attracted to girls.
I am attracted to boys.
I like British accents.
I smoke regularly.
I smoke socially.
I drink socially.
I drink regularly.
I get drunk easily.
I do "drug(s)".
I will never date a bad kisser.
I've lied to avoid kissing them again.
I brush my Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1096186450466420652004-09-26T01:02:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:14:10.466-07:00So, this is exciting. Sheikh Hasina, the ex-prime minister of Bangladesh, is here in Singapore. Her brother was really good friends with my parents when he was alive (he got killed in the '71 war) so she's like an aunt to me. She'll be coming over soon, to meet with some other family friends and have some sorta political discussion. We went over to her place last night and the night before and I Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1095419615078717662004-09-17T04:10:00.000-07:002004-09-17T04:13:35.076-07:00OH! I forgot to mention. Kitty was sick. She started throwing up so we took her to the vet and stuff. And the vet pointed out that she's actually a boy. But I'm too used to calling her a 'her' so I'll just leave it at that. She's a boy. Sam suspects she'll go through an identity crisis when she's older, but I believe in no such thing! Never! Anyway, she's fine now. We left her at the vet's over Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1095418124908518062004-09-17T03:24:00.000-07:002004-09-17T03:49:27.756-07:00I haven't written here in so long. It's 'cause of those bitch prelim exams which are now OVER!
I'm getting better at playing the guitar. I mean, compared to the last time, I am a lot better. I think it's all this Kunal- and Sugar-ness. They're a couple of the most awesome guys I know, honestly. And I'm not just saying that so they'll read this and stop grabbing my neck and attacking my little Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1094449263105753112004-09-05T13:40:00.000-07:002004-09-05T22:41:03.106-07:00I had the best taxi ride of my life that day. I'd gone with Megan, Nauveed and Bernie to see Val off at the airport. When she left, us minus Nauveed got into a cab to go home and the driver was like, "You kids wanna listen to some music?" and I was like, "Sure, what do you have?" and he said, "Beatles, Elvis, BeeGees..." and I was like, "OHMYGOD! Beatles!!" So we were listening and singing along Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1094023909378822182004-09-01T15:31:00.000-07:002004-09-01T00:31:49.376-07:00I saw Michael Moore's first film, Roger & Me, this morning. Baba showed it in his Sociology class. I hate Roger Smith. Fucking bastard-hole.
I went out with Boyfriend and Sugarbaby yesterday. I mean, Kunal and Sugato, but you knew that. It was fun, just hanging around, Darth Vader-ing, getting kicked out of Yamaha, buying eggs, etc. Then they left and I hung around at Thomson Plaza for about halfAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1094025675463875432004-09-01T00:43:00.000-07:002004-09-01T01:01:15.463-07:00Scheize! How could I forget! Okay, during our last PE lesson, me and Megan and Shekha were running around the stupid track and one of us (I forget who) found a pretty big hole in the fence separating the school grounds from the woods. (It feels weird, saying there're woods in Singapore. ANYWAY, those woods lead out to Old Holland Road.) So we decided that we'd have to go in there one day. (In theAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1093070208057835362004-08-21T14:35:00.000-07:002004-08-20T23:36:48.056-07:00Yesterday I found Kitty in the kitchen sink. She's so cute, I swear.
I woke up for school at 6 a.m. yesterday, and haven't slept since. I'm not even that tired, actually. See, Mou got to our house at around 12 this morning and then our dads went out and got us cheese prata and teh halia and we ate at around 1. Then me and Mou just talked and talked and talked and suddenly it was 3 and we had to Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1092726436352280892004-08-17T00:06:00.000-07:002004-08-17T00:07:16.353-07:00I wasn't wearing a bra at school yesterday and I don't see how that's "Eee!"-worthy. How lame.
Anyway, I just had a turkey sandwich. I really liked it. I want another one.
Tomorrow, I'm finally going to by my Fedora! I'd actually like a bright red one, to match with my pants, but the store I know only has black and white, so I'm getting black. Or maybe I should get white. Nah, I'll get black.
I Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1092571611924126502004-08-15T04:49:00.000-07:002004-08-15T05:06:51.926-07:00Tampons are WAYYY cool!
Kunal and Shourav and some other guy were at a Yamaha store and they were just playing randomly and some guy asked if they wanna play at a friend's wedding in December! Cool shit. I never knew that happened in Singapore.
I really should start studying. And after this week, no more weed. IF I GET ANY IN THE FIRST PLACE. (Hello, people, this is a cry for weed!)
Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1092486983640328922004-08-14T05:08:00.000-07:002004-08-14T05:36:23.640-07:00It is SO hard to count the teeny quares on graph paper when you're high. But that didn't stop me from aceing the test! :D 15/15!
I just had two dinners. I came back from Bangla class and Baba was like, "Eat that food" and pointed to the kitchen. So I went in and Mom'd cooked some veggies and fish and dahl and stuff, so I took all that in a bowl, then Baba sees me eating it and says that he was Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1092133899373736852004-08-10T03:30:00.000-07:002004-08-10T03:31:39.373-07:00I've had 3 joints in the past 5 hours, and I currently have another one balanced on my right ear.
Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1091705352848467312004-08-05T04:16:00.000-07:002004-08-05T04:29:12.850-07:00There was once a hermit crab. His name was Norbert. He was my friend. He was my best friend, and my most loyal pet. I met him today. In his little crabby shell with his little crabby legs sticking out. I was at Sentosa, busy skipping school. I put little Norbert in my palm. When wasn't coming out of his shell, I decided that since I loved him, I would have to let him go. So I threw him in the Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1091277993252666532004-07-31T05:39:00.000-07:002004-07-31T05:46:33.253-07:00My brother left for New Jersey last night. Then he's moving to Philadelphia. At the airport, something good happened to me. Something that hasn't happened in a long, long while. I GOT A BOOK!!! It's Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk, the author of Fight Club. And I saw a woman with cool red boots. Pointy red stiletto boots. We kept looking at each other and smiling. It was sweet. I felt like I knew her.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1091184215745494242004-07-30T03:25:00.000-07:002004-07-30T03:43:35.746-07:00This week was cool. Shipu's friend's granduncle, Jameel (we call him Jumbo), is SO cool. He constantly supplies us with cigarettes and beer. And on Wednesday, he gave us vodka. Then, my brother went into the toilet (we were all in Jumbo's hotel room) to make a joint, and he came out holding the tip of the cigarette so Jumbo wouldn't see it was rolled, but Jumbo noticed that my brother was being Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1091001979535312842004-07-28T16:06:00.000-07:002004-07-28T01:06:19.536-07:00I can understand why you complain. Kirsten Dunst isn't that hot. So Decay it is. Actually, DK. Or rather, KD. Which sounds like Katy. Ok, I'll stop. Kunal. You're awesome and you're NOTHING like Kirsten Dunst. Except that one thing you have in common. You know, the whole Spiderman thing.
...
OKAY, OKAY! Sorry.
Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1091001211007882982004-07-28T15:54:00.000-07:002004-07-28T00:54:29.553-07:00Haven't written in a bit.
I don't hate Sangeetha and Kim. I don't even know them. But I don't mean to say I don't hate people I don't know. I just don't hate Sangeetha and Kim.
Currently in my possesion, I have weed. Gigipoo sent it through Shipu when he came from Bangladesh last Saturday. It was squished behind the back cover of the CD she sent me, so noone knew but me (and my brother, who Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1090146862199530042004-07-18T03:07:00.000-07:002004-07-18T03:34:22.200-07:00I saw Mean Girls today. Oh my god, I love their clothes.
Anyway, I tried on some stuff at TopShop which I so can't afford, seeing as I only have $2, and it looked nice. I really wanna get new clothes. But then again, I don't. Speaking of new clothes, I got a vintage yellow Batman T-shirt. I have a new-found fetish for Batman now. He's the sexiest superhero, I swear! Yeah, sure, he's the only one Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1089639310840969702004-07-12T06:23:00.000-07:002004-07-18T03:07:34.236-07:00I haven't written in so long.
Anyway, Baba's in China and he's coming back tonight, but he's leaving for Bangladesh a few hours after arriving, 'cause my his eldest brother's daughter is getting married this week. And last night Mom was like, "I have a surprise for you. Your brother's coming tomorrow." I was so shocked, I just stood there with my mouth open and like, "WHAT?!" So I saw him when IAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1088938230231244122004-07-04T03:42:00.000-07:002004-07-04T03:50:30.233-07:00I'm addicted to brushing my teeth. I went to the dentist on Friday and they scaled and polished my teeth, and I got a new toothbrush which is cool and uneven and gets everywhere behind every tooth and it's wonderful! So I brush my teeth, like, 5 times a day now. Or 6. Haha.. Kissy fresh!!
Brish's back! She's so pretty now. And she paid for my cigarettes. (Thanks, sweetie!! I'll pay for your Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1088738777708632302004-07-01T20:16:00.000-07:002004-07-01T20:26:17.706-07:00I met Bernie! He's not stalking me. Stupid doodoo monkey Megan.
Keir and Mhairi are back! But only till Sunday so I won't be seeing them. But they'll be back in August, I hear, so that's alright.
The school library is too fucking cold. Brrr.
Today, I've got a dental appointment and two tutors coming over. How the hell am I supposed to sleep in the day?! Damn it. I'll just have to stay awake on Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1088474209935210762004-06-28T18:50:00.000-07:002004-06-28T18:56:49.936-07:00You know, everyone loves getting email. (d00k1e@hotmail.com and I'm not hinting anything.)
Megan says I'm being stalked. Shall I be so bold as to put my address here to make it easy? Hahahaa no.
WHO IS BERNARD?! Show yourself!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1088087915492887882004-06-24T07:35:00.000-07:002004-06-24T08:05:07.166-07:00I did a quiz today. It's an "Are you a boy or a girl?" quiz. I am a:
'Boy
Maybe you really are a boy. Or maybe you're a girl who's really really mad at this quiz right now. Or maybe you're a girl who's actually pretty fine with this quiz, because you're secure in your femininity and think it's kinda funny that the stereotypes people have about how girls and boys do and don't act are so... just..Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1088004761337814892004-06-23T08:19:00.000-07:002004-06-23T08:32:41.336-07:00I DID HAVE MEE GORENG FOR LUNCH! I'm psychic!! That's EXACTLY what I predicted yesterday! Oh my God.. Wow!
Uh, anyway.
I watched Amelie today. A really bad version, but it was such a good movie that even the multiple skips and pauses didn't -couldn't- ruin it. It's wonderful!! You should all watch it. Yes!
Also, yesterday I bought a dress. Yes, ME, a DRESS! It's black and pink and sorta wispy Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087908959747517712004-06-22T05:47:00.000-07:002004-06-22T05:55:59.746-07:00I'd like to take time off today to expresse my love for Mee Goreng. Yes, the rumours are true, I DO love Mee Goreng. If Mee Goreng was a person, I would love him/her with all my heart. Oh, wait, I already do. I love Mee Goreng more than any other food I have tried. If I ever leave Singapore, one of the main reasons of my comeback will be Mee Goreng. The day before yesterday and today, I had this Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087743594903171562004-06-20T07:52:00.000-07:002004-06-20T07:59:54.903-07:00Scary shit happens when I'm about to fall asleep. The other night, I was just thinking of random stuff, and suddenly I heard "Apu?" (which, in English, means something like "Big sis?") in my right ear. I heard it in the clear voice of a little girl. I know it was in my head, but it was just so sudden and so LOUD. I swear it sounded SO real. It was freaky. Another time which was more recent, like Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087731632048171902004-06-20T04:40:00.000-07:002004-06-20T04:40:32.046-07:00AAccurateLLivelyIImportantYYuckyAAmorousName / Username:
Name Acronym GeneratorFrom Go-Quiz.com
Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087720366735145152004-06-20T01:26:00.000-07:002004-06-20T01:39:19.470-07:00Kitty has a thing about sleeping in my crotch. Bloody lesbian cat. She makes it so warm, I keep thinking I got my period. Ew. Not only that, I'm immobile 'cause if I move, she wakes up, and when she wakes up, she's in a scratchy mood. Also, she likes to hang around wires near the plug point of my computer, which in itself is dangerous, but even more so now because I just washed her face (which Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087537348018962812004-06-17T22:41:00.000-07:002004-07-04T03:51:38.873-07:00I suddenly have a kitty. Her name is Bumpo but everyone just calls her kitty. Or Kitty (capitalized). She loves food and she loves falling asleep on me while I'm doing something important (like Math or using the net). I got her on Monday. AH!!! Cuteness. Look! JUST LOOK!!
And now I can't move my legs 'cause she's sleeping on them. Bastard!Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087294346061800192004-06-15T03:12:00.000-07:002004-06-15T03:12:26.060-07:00I will sell your little apple souls. I swear.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087186461956221702004-06-13T21:13:00.000-07:002004-06-13T21:14:21.956-07:00That was a shit post, man.
You know, sometimes we gotta keep secrets. I mean, we don't have to tell everyone everything. It's nice to have something to only yourself. It's nicer when that something is something pretty exciting. :DAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1087185906831158802004-06-13T21:01:00.000-07:002004-06-13T21:05:06.830-07:00Are you in love? How do you know? When are we old enough to know? What the fuck IS love?! Why am I worrying, anyway? I'm just a kid.
MRT trains have 6 carriages and 70 poles to hang on to.Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1086881805108335442004-06-10T08:31:00.000-07:002004-06-10T08:36:45.110-07:00You know, sometimes you just gotta do some stuff that you can't change and you wouldn't usually do. I mean, like, randomly cutting chunks of your hair. I did that today. It felt good. I didn't know what I was doing. It was just me and my pen-knife and the mirror. Grab and hack. Grab and hack. So my hair's kinda uneven and choppy. But there's nothing I can do about it, which is the best part. 'Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1086449359796400992004-06-05T08:19:00.000-07:002004-06-05T08:29:19.796-07:00Okay, I've been putting this blogging stuff off for a long time. I can't help being a lazy-ass bastard.
So me and Baba and Nat went to the Esplanade to watch 52 Pick Up last week. It was pretty good, a different sorta play. Anyway, after that we went to the lobby on the carpark level to wait with Nat for her mom to pick her up, and she was taking forever, so me and Nat stood at the windows that Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1085480129267587222004-05-25T02:50:00.000-07:002004-05-25T03:15:29.266-07:00I hate my parents sometimes. I told them that we got our results back today (we actually got them back last Friday, but I wanted to enjoy my weekend) and I told them everything, and they were TOTALLY unimpressed. Baba didn't say anything good about my distinctions and that was a downer, 'cause he usually praises me and at least gives me encouragement when he hears about my worse subjects. Mom, onAliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1085276870657212852004-05-22T18:45:00.000-07:002004-05-22T18:56:28.256-07:00Friendster's being SUCH a fuck.
Baba just told me that Preity Zinta (Hindi actress) writes a column in BBC News Online. I read a couple, and they're actually pretty good. You should go!
I frown too much. It's, like, force of habit. My brother, too. I don't wanna get frown lines! I'm okay with smile lines or whatever, but... I gotta stop frowning! Okay, next time any of you sees me frowning, tell Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346806.post-1085138594492833502004-05-21T04:09:00.000-07:002004-05-21T04:23:14.493-07:00We got our results back today. My parents still don't know. I should've told them when I got back, but it's too late now. If I tell them now, they'll be like, "Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Anyway, I didn't do that bad. I got A1 for E. Math, A2 for English and Chemistry (and Bangla, but that was ages ago), B4 for Physics, C5 for A Math, and D7 for Combined Humanities. So my L1R5 is 18. That Aliyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17699107645638652871noreply@blogger.com