*3Some*

Singapore was cool fun.

We became weekend models and short-legged paparazzis, and ate overrated Murtabak at Arab Street.

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Somewhere in between the prawn mayonaisse and Budi the orangutan that I’ve decided to find some other interesting things to do.

We’ll post more pictures later.

Dulu sekolah aku selalu banjir. Time banjir, SAS is not for Sultanah Asma School.
Its Sekolah Angkat Skirt.

Aku suke bile time banjir, sebab cikgu lambat masuk class. kadang2 tak masuk langsung.
Kadang2 tu boley balik awal.
Aku penah jatuh dalam banjir tu, abis baju sekolah basah. Busuk.
Bila nak air surut tu, lagi busuk.
Time banjir, toilet is a NO NO place.
Aku ingat lagi, Hasna n Maiz penah buat kolam ikan dalam class 1 K.
Sapa ada boot Phua Chu Kang (tapi kaler hitam) boley la menggantikan kasut sekolah.
Kalau tade boot, pandai2 la selak kain.

Sampai sekarang pun kalau aku pakai baju kurung, mesti ada keinginan nak angkat kain.

Tu je aku nak citer.

Is it irritating when u speak in Malay, then the opposite party replied back in perfect English? Will it make a difference if it’s Mang-lish?

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I had coffee with friends some time last week. Then there was this one point we’re discussing (bitching will be a word drama queen use, but am not playing the part here) about this one guy. Single, tall and wears cufflinks to work on usual days. When I asked more of him, my friend use the term ‘jenis lelaki yg perempuan biase2 will fall into’. Which in other words spells Mulut Manis.

Well. Am not that proud but am not too ego to admit - I am one of those Perempuan Biase2.

That reminds me, I kinda miss my usual dose of sugary sms. Erk.

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Watched AJL last night. In order of hotness, here’s my list:

1) Cheryl Samad - in flourescent green dress
2) M Nasir - not the one with the wig n big sunglasses
3) The little poet with Adibah Amin - rocked my heart babe. Can’t say no more.

Happy Birthday to You…
Happy Birthday to You…
Happy Birthday to HASNA…
Happy Birthday Birthday to You…

I know you are not going to read this entry any time soon, sebab mungkin la ni hang tengah dok tunggang terbalik naik ride kat Genting tu kaaaannnn….
(oh mengapakah diriku ditinggalkan? uwaaaaaaaaa)

Take care and enjoy ok?
Love u beb!

-Sheyna-
19 Jan 2007

I like kids.

Err tak. I only like my nephew - Shafiq. And some other kids who like to ngendeng2 at me like I’m their new source of life besides their boring parents. I would say my greatest achievement was when both NinaB’s lil’ sis and bro prefer me better than my other frens yg dtg umah diorg masa tu. (Aku tau ayat Katik skrg ni mesti “MOTIF??!”). Ade gak sekali tu budak kecik lain kata muke aku mcm Siti Nurhaliza. Gile kembang aku masa tu. Haha.

So when I say kids, it means 3 yrs and above. The ones yg dah pandai ckp. Lagi pandai menjwb lagi bagus. Lagi byk bebel lagi aku suke. Err sama je kan kriteria lelaki pilihan ngan budak kecik pilihan aku. Ekekkeke.

I don’t do great with drooling babies with their flapping wings. Flap flap. Mmg la cute tp mende2 pelik org besar selalu buat kat baby like making weird sounds and ooeeyy gooeeyy phrases - aku tak reti buat la. Nk buat2 reti buat pon takleh. Aku ni bkn pretentious orgnye. Contoh dialek adelah spt di bwh:

“Olololo bucuk2..ane i-i ieeee…ane i-i ieeeee”

My face is smirking right now sbb type ayat di atas. Sape pandai teka cepat ape maksud die.

But I would say i’m quite good in cak-cak game. As if la mende tu susah sgt kan. But it’ll only work with hyper kids. Kalo anak ko bolayan aku, aku tak usaha sgt la nk paksa die bacak bacak ngan aku. Takpe. Aku tak kecik hati.

So ni aku nk tanye Shida. Ko yg dulu langsung tak main ngan budak, sbb skrg ko dah mak budak..ko ade hati ke nk main ngan budak2 lain selain anak ko? Termasok la ayat ooeey gooeyy tu.

Sheyna, aku akan besfren ngan anak ko kalau:

Lelaki - die byk bebel n cute n suke main tembak2 or gusti. Coz i dig tembak2 and violent games.
Pempuan - klo die suke main mekap2.

Kalau die nk aku buat story-telling session..aku pass kat Auntie Nana. Auntie Nana tau cerita 1001 malam.

Pada 8/1/07 lebih kurang jam 10pm, saya sedang memandu sebuah kereta nombor PGQ737 dari bangsar menghala ke puchong melalui jalan kelang lama. Tiba di lampu isyarat bersebelahan plaza OUG (di sebelah kiri), saya berhenti apabila lampu isyarat bertukar merah. Tiba tiba sebuah kereta nombor XXX1901 telah melanggar kereta saya dari arah belakang. Kerosakan kereta saya kemek bahagian bumper belakang sehingga tidak dpt bergerak dan boot belakang tidak dapat ditutup. Lain lain kerosakan belum diketahui kecuali mungkin ada sedikit kerosakan jiwa saya sangat tgh menguncup ketika ini.

* let this be my last entry for this blog. ehehe.. aku mogok since 2007 is not such a good year for me. kalau tiap2 entry mengdepressed kan org baik dok diam jek!

so blogmate, nice ‘mating’ with you both on this blog (lovely blog designed by babed) .. such a great 3some.
cheers everyone!
:P

i have to rewrite back the entry since the first one was failed to upload and went missing.

it’s been quite sometime since this blog last discuss about matters of the heart. and now i could not find the more right time.

from my point of view, love is actually when :
1) you can accept the person as he/she is and you don’t need them to change
2) you can always be urself without the fear of being dumped.
3) when u r together, time flew unnoticed.
4) all the hiccups in the relationship is nothing compared to the happiness
5) you can argue your points and admit your mistake.
6) you would be able to forgive.

uhmm.. other than that, it might be lust. it might be friendship. but what ever it is. it is never meant to last.
i really hope this time my heart won’t be smashed into millions pieces because i’m getting old and don’t have the eyes to collect each and every pieces. if not, then my heart will not be a whole anymore and how can i love another one without a whole heart??
but u guys don’t have to worry, last time i checked, my heart is already being wrapped in plastic bubbles ( the one yg bleh picit picit tuh..) therefore, guarantee not broken!

c u ols breakfast this sunday yahh..
P/s : eh.. feel free to comment yah.. aku tader lahh kecewa sampai tk bleh nk baca komen.