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last week was very mixed up.

first, depressing then happy then sleepy then happy then delightedness then devastating then elatedness then joyful then distraughtness then enjoymentness then disappoinment then a bit cheerful then more let-downs.

ive chem quiz on monday, 6 chappies and ive stopped moughing since we’ve left chap 2. ive emaths test on mon and i dunno what to study. i found out that i have physics tutorial on tues and ive not done the assignments nor the tutorials coz i dun even have..

my..

PORTFOLIO.

shyte die. just shut up and dig the grave.

dig dig diggity dig.

we started waves in physics and youfreaksallknow that i love gelombang. i was unnerstanding like.. the first half.. n then the second half.. went haywire. ahh, alien language. you see, utp came out in the press that we hv a ufo-like building. ahh, so what does that make us? unclassified freaky organisms?

hi, my name is shahirah. i come from universiti teknologi petronas and i come in two flavours. choose, PEACE or FREAK?

oh yah. gotta see dr hasnah. again!!!!!!!!!!! ive went to see her like 5/6 times oredi and the oni time i succeded was ONCE. wish me luck, losers freaks!!

*sibuk sibuk sayanggg*

ive classes from 8am to 7pm. like back to back with measly 1 hr breaks in between. ive got double-doses of thinking skills that kao-kao brainwashed me into thinking that ts is my damned lullaby. whoa. i AM an unclassified freaky organism.

well, arent we all are?

HAIL FREAKS…!!!

*hail*

hi hizami. i promised to blog bout you.

hmm.. letsseenowshallwe….

lame

loser

lame

loser

lame

loser

hahaha..

joking sayangg..

my friend hizami is now in france, doing engineering. he is currently there for french classes for a year, like intensive english here. and will be there for 7 years there and will soon forget how to speak our beloved mother-tongue Bahasa Malaysia and lupa all about this cik adik kecik molek waiting for him to pulang where she can finally bash him in the head coz he didnt tell her that he’s going to france.

summore claim that sudah bagitau. sheesh.

one fine saturday ChiRa very happy blogging and surfing then suddenly someone mengirritatingkan ChiRa by im-ing her when she uploading new post.

Hiz: hi shahirah!!!

ChiRa: hizami!!!!!!!!! kat maner skrang??

Hiz: kat mcd.

ChiRa: eh…!!!!!!!! mcd ader internet connection?? mana satuh??!!! nak cuba!!

Hiz: ada. wifi. mcd kat rue de bordeaux, depan gare de tours.

ChiRa: sigh. mulalah dier merepek.

Hiz: aper?? jahatnyer?? merepek apa?? betul lah!

ChiRa: yea yea. hahaha. where are you haaaah? FRANCE??

Hiz: yep.

O_o!!!

ChiRa: omg. wth are you doing there??!!

Hiz: study.

this case damn t_u one lah.

anyhoo, dun hv ta knowh da rest of the conversation. okay. so loser boy here now far far from all of us petrogals/guys and skybridgers.. love love.. take care boy.. eat a lot okay.. dun only drink mcd milkshake.. dah lah autumm(am i rite??) kat saner umpama a never-ending aircond.. pakai baju bertimbun-timbun..

jangan-jangan ko kat saner pakai singlet.. nak pikat awek perancis..

ew.

be a good boy hizami. study hard and take care okay. for me??

=)

aaahhh, talking bout me working. YES, i worked. and i loved it. whee hee hee. okay, basically, i wanted to work since i ended spm but my papa dun let coz evrything oso say.. ‘if want money, ask me’ and then very overprotective but my mum pujuk him and then..

one night..

daddy came back from work..

kaijuu: you have job interview tomorrow.

ChiRa: WHAT????!!!!!!!!!!!

kaijuu: i applied for you work at petrosains. i fill in form for you. i sign for you. you no need to do anything, just go and pass the interview. should be okay. you can speak very well. you want to work so much rite? daddy give you everything d. all settled.

ChiRa: this is so not happening.

okay. so i went alone to the interview. and the ppl there r like cool. u shud see their certificate folios are thickamajigga.. and mine’s as thick as well.. haha.

and my future colleague-cum-jerkaroo was in a suit!!!!

and me?

BLACK SWEATPANTS WITH PINK LONG-SLEEVED BLOUSE AND SPORT SHOES.

whatthefilletofish is that mann?? i looked like i am attending a jogathon or climbathon at the twin towers rather than a job interview. this concerned my future guys!!! FUTURE!!

and of all things sane, what in the freaking world did i freaking wear?

baju pendidikan jasmani & kesihatan.

way to go, ChiRa. way to go.

anyhoo, we had to wait for the 1st foursome to finish and it took 45 mins. my newfoundgirlie exited by having this fear-stricken look while mouthing.. ‘susah susah mati mati’ over and over again, it pains my heart to see her being traumatized by this interview.

she may never get hired in whole entire interview-stricken life. poor poor thing. amen.

hahahahahaha. joking lah.

so, she wished us luck and that was the last time i saw her. and she was really nice, so i kinda regretted i didnt terrorize her for her num. good thing too, actually!!!!!! i’d save her just a little sanity for not knowing me further. how bad am i?

just ask nanots. im driving her nuts already.

owwwwwwwwhkay. SIDETRACKED!!!

then the four of us went in. dropped our heavy files onto the chair next to the interviewers and sat oppo them. TWO interviewers. two men. one who writes, one who talks. very nice, calm, friendly, smiley and damn good english. yayness man. kao kao easy.

the four of us?

 ChiRa – the awesome ahmazing sweetiepie adorned in inappropriate pjk clothes.

asyraf - a damn weird like shyte GIRL who is really weird man. thank goodness she tak dapat. no, serious. but i kinda miss her.

fathi – my soon-to-be colleague who is also my first male friend who is also my ice-breaking partner, my fellow petroboy and skybridger who also loves bullying me.

unknown guy – it says it all. he’s just unknown. *shrugs shoulder*

okay dokay. the intro was fun, c went first bla bla and bombarding ques started. then a then f then ug. haha.

 the best part came which is the super-coolly-dreaded-by-everyone… the case study. FUN LIKE SWINGS & SEESAWS AT A PLAYGROUND!

Fathi – a friend of yours is reaching late for work. he asked you to punch in for him. what would you do?

Asyraf – a group of international school students were running around noisily. what would you do to control the situation?

ChiRa – a minister’s son is seen vandalizing an exibit together with his friends. what would you do?

Unknown guy – unknownly unknown.

ok. a did really bad coz she kept saying in bm when the interviewer was stressing the ‘international school kids’ thing. and her english was okay, you know. so, it’s really sad. and fathi was good and hahaha.. funny lah.. the interviewer was acting really well in the.. ‘please fathi, you’re my friend.. help me.. i wont tell anyone!’

fathi was good. =)

and me? use common sense. get ‘good good very good’ summore.

and unknown guy? he didnt really talk much nor did he talk loudly. so, yeah.. pretty much.. tak tahu.

more question bombarding after that. then wrap up. left and went home. by 5 pm, i gotta call and im starting the 1 week orientation the following day.

orientation was damn fun man. i borrowed my mum’s 3/4 slacks cuz clearly i didnt have one. instantly made new friends that we’re oh-soh-cool. =) and we started the briefing by abang farid which was by-far the coolest then-boss any saint person could ever have. he’s being promoted to another department, so i miss him.

his briefings were all laughter-guaranteed, fun-filled and sportingness. the ice-breaking was unique and crazy.. the activities were superb!!! but the other briefings were quite.. boring.. like the safety and whatnots.

i remembered a part..

abg farid: i dont want any of you to be in a group anf chit chat during work okay. no berclotting! i dont want to see any perhimpunan haram!

okay. we’rer basically called volunteers that are given honourarium which is rm5 per hour. we work when when we want to. we’re divide into departments.

exibition technolugy (ET) – control the technical part of an exibit

programs (PRG) – the one who facilitates and goes round doing science shows/mini science shows/busking and explains about the exibits

operation science centre (OSC) – operates petrosains like ticketing counter/arif pickup or drop/heli ride/f1 simulator etc

operation skybridge (OSB) – tranferred to the petronas twin towers (peTT) skybridge

we only knew our depts on the last day of orient. some only have one.. some have two (multi-task) like me.

the most was et and osc.. few went to sky and medium went to prg.

hmm.. my facilitators secretly told a few of us on how the choosing of depts for us were made.. i wont divulge it.. it’s a secret.. but let’s just say the best combi aka most capable is prg and sky.

(like mine)

which means.. fluently speaking, good personality, outgoing and friendly. mostly the ability to talk. that’s crucial. so, be like me. talk 24/7. and rant.

yeah, ranting is good. remember fara? crap is hot. lol. *inside joke*

hmm… im blogging tooo much. my longest post so far. i’ll break it into two. anyway, if any of you want to have a job experience, letmetellyou, working in petrosains is damn fun. to work at the skybridge is a little hard, but you gain lotsa exposure. so, every second is worth it.

and the ppl chosen to work are very chunted and capable. everyone who got thru deserved it. ages range from 17 to 65. backgrounds range from student to lecturer to engineer to doctors. some even work unpaid. if you have the passion in science and meeting people from all over the WORLD, this is PERFECT for you.

serious.

during lunch breaks were fun. if im at sky, i’ll go up and spend time with buddies there and theyre all go.. shahiraaaaaaah.. imissssssssssssyouuuuuuuu…. with arms flailing wide open. and during valentines, i got them a bag of souvenirs from sarawak and chocolates. there’s cat ornaments, bracelets and kechains.

then what did ehsan and put spread around?

‘eh you, shahirah bagi kitorang teddy bear angel ada sayap dengan pink pillow’

omgg guys.. really play play one. esp the walkie-talkie. im hantu walkie. no one can seperate me from the walkie. my voice paling banyak kedengaran. worse, at sky, some guys were wanted to have my voice coz it sounded cut. kononnya.

cough.

luncing with hommies were great. after work partays were great. playflirtjoke times were great. memories were awesome.

visitors are diversely global. different languages. cultures. types. we have gays and lesbos cmg. divorcees, backpackers, newlyweds, anniversary, birthday boy/girl, school kids fm all over, clubs, mums and dads.. just everybody. yet, we work as one.

unity is strong. we back each other up. memories are as sweet as chocolate cheese cake. naughty yet innocent. loud yet quiet. confusing yet clear. bad yet good. forgettable yet unforgettable.

it’s nostalgic. 6 months of work is sure something. and i cant wait to get back. i miss all my colleagues, and we still keep close contact with each other. and we’re all in uni now. and we’re all working at other places. and we’re all spread apart worldly.

but still, we try so hard to make it to gatherings. that’s what i love most. our gatherings are always like a crazy bunch of 35++ ppl shouting and banging-on-table-laughing noobs.

i miss. i heart. i cherish.

be back later.

till then.

ciao.

kisses,

ChiRa 

my mummy just told me that my dad’s sis passed away.

she was having third stage cancer of the bone and blood. it’s better for her to go than see her suffer. aunty susan, youre a very strong fighter. even when youre not that fit to do things, the way you conduct yourself was like youre a normal healthy being.

even when everyone of us very concerned about your well-being, you were very worried about us and didnt care bout yourself. although i was faraway here in utp, u always asked for me and prayed the best for me. you didnt give in to the predicament that you were in but made the best out of it.

thank you for always entertaining me when i go over to popo’s house. thanks for everything that youve done, big or small. im sorry if i didnt do anything to make you feel better. i was stucked here. sorry i didnt go and see you. im really sorry for all the wrong things ive done. and whatever youve done wrong, i forgive with open-heartedness.

i’ll cherish every moment that we’ve spent together cuz i’m like the loyal visitor to popo’s house and thanks for all the worries, concerns and frets over me.

may you rest in the most tranquil peace. love you lots and i’ll miss your presence forever.. especially when i go home for chinese new year.

reunion dinners will never be the same again.

bye aunty. have a blessed time in the other world.

love, kisses, misses.

your youngest niece,

Shahirah

i got this from some website when i was surfin the web waves and these are just so cool. so guys and girls, these would give you some ideas to confess the creative and cool way!!

oh wow, confessing has just gotten a lot more cooler.

 English – I love you

African – Ek het jou leif

Albanian – Te dua

Arabic – Ana behibak (to male)

Arabic – Ana behibek (to female)

Armenian – Yes kez sirumen

Bambara – M’bi fei

Bangla – Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi

Belarusian – Ya tabe kahayu

Bisaya – Nahigugma ako kanimo

Bulgarian – Obicham te

Cambodian – Soro lahn nhee ah

Cantonese Chinese – Ngo oiy ney a

Catalan – T’estimo

Cheyenne – Ne mohotatse

Chichewa – Ndimakukonda

Corsican – Ti tengu caru (to male)

Creol – Mi aime jou

Croatian – Volim te

Czech – Miluji te

Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig

Dutch – Ik hou van jou

Esperanto – Mi amas vin

Estonian – Ma armastan sind

Ethopian – Afgreki’

Faroese – Eg elski teg

Farsi – Doset daram

Filipino – Mahal kita

Finnish – Mina rakastan sinua

French – Je t’aime, Je t’adore

Gaelic – Ta gra agam ort

Georgian – Mikvarhar

German – Ich liebe dich

Greek – S’agapo

Gujarati – Hoo thunay prem karoo choo

Hiligaynon – Palangga ko ikaw

Hawaiian – Aloha wau ia oi

Hebrew – Ani ohev otah (to female) 

Hebrew – Ani Ohev et otha (to male)  

Hindi – Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae

Hmong – Kuv hlub koj

Hopi – Nu’ umi unangwa’ta

Hungarian – Szeretlek

Icelandic – Eg elska tig

Ilonggo – Palangga ko ikaw

Indonesian – Saya cinta padamu

Inuit – Negligevapse

Irish – Taim i’ ngra leat

Italian – Ti amo

Japanese – Aish!teru

Kannada – Naanu ninna preetisuttene

Kapampangan – Kaluguran daka

Kiswahili – Nakupenda

Konkani – Tu magel moga cho

Korean – Sarang Heyo

Latin – Te amo

Latvian – Es tevi miilu

Lebanese – Bahibak

Lithuanian – Tave myliu

Malay – Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu

Malayalam – Njan Ninne Premikunnu

Mandarin Chinese – Wo ai ni

Marathi – Me tula prem karto

Mohawk – Kanbhik

Moroccan – Ana moajaba bik

Nahuatl – Ni mits neki

Navaho – Ayor anosh’ni 

 Norwegian – Jeg elsker deg

Pandacan – Syota na kita

Pangasinan – Inaru Taka

Papiamento – Mi ta stimabo

Persian – Doo-set daaram

Pig Latin – Iay ovlay ouyay

Polish – Kocham Ciebie

Portuguese – Eu te amo

Romanian – Te ubesk

Russian – Ya tebya liubliu

Scot Gaelic – Tha gradh agam ort

Serbian – Volim te

Setswana – Ke a go rata

Sign Language – ,\,,/ (represents position of fingers when signing’I Love You’)

Sindhi – Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan

Sioux – Techihhila

Slovak – Lu`bim ta

Slovenian – Ljubim te

Spanish – Te quiero / Te amo

Swahili – Ninapenda wewe

Swedish – Jag alskar dig

Swiss-German – Ich lieb Di

Tagalog – Mahal kita

Taiwanese – Wa ga ei li

Tahitian – Ua Here Vau Ia Oe

Tamil – Nan unnai kathalikaraen (shiqs! this is for you!)

Telugu – Nenu ninnu premistunnanu

 Thai – Chan rak khun (to male)

Thai – Phom rak khun (to female)

Turkish – Seni Seviyorum (yaaaa!! aziz taught me this!!)

Ukrainian – Ya tebe kahayu

Urdu – mai aap say pyaar karta hoo

Vietnamese – Anh ye^u em (to female)

Vietnamese – Em ye^u anh (to male)

Welsh – ‘Rwy’n dy garu

Yiddish – Ikh hob dikh

Yoruba – Mo ni fe

ive just realized that chipster overdose is bad. im so not gonna eat chipster for a few days and see whether the huge big bag of chipster that’s equivalent to a bag of lays will last me for a whole week onot. im bored to my bones and im craving for maggi mee and stupid shiqs and jay arent here yet. owh, pleash dun ask me the add of the site. i have no freaking clue coz i just cut paste edit post the entry and close window. sorray morray straw-beret (ba-ray)..

nabs, isle of view! (say it quickly)

toods peeps. that’s all.

kisses,

ChiRa

I love this song so much. I came across this song when i was packing my bags and going in & out my parents room while my bro was listening to my momma’s cd. i finally realized that this is the perfect song to dedicate to nabila. so, nanots, this is for you sweetie. best friends forever.

 

*this is brilliant that i have at last found a perfect song to dedicate to nabs since every song in my playlist that’s so irrelevant also i’ll go.. nabs, nah, i dedicate this song to you… and then nabs will be like.. aiyo ChiRa, your songs are like so err.. nevermind.

 

(so, this is an achievement. waaahoo..!)

 

love you nabs.

 

this is for you!

 

You Were There by Babyface

Time passes, the world changes
But I’m still the same ole’ kid
And your jokes still bring me laughter
As if you still were here
And it hurts
When I smile
‘Cause my heart still remembers
When you were around

‘Cause you were there
When no one was
Just when I thought nobody cared
You showed me love
‘Cause you were my friend
You always told me
And I am still here
Because you were there

So precious, small treasures
A time when truth was innocent
True friendship, was all we were after
A place where kids could still be kids
And it hurts
But I’m glad
‘Cause at least I was blessed
To have you as my friend

You’re my best friend
There are no accidents
God has a plan for everyone
And he brought you in my life
To show me what a good friendship was

‘Cause you were there
When no one was
Just when I thought nobody cared
You showed me love
‘Cause you were my friend
You always told me
And I am still here
Because you were there

 

 

each and every lyric is true aint it? you were always there for me. you always cheer me up with those loser jokes you recite again and again. so, let me be there for you pulak kays?? it’s not even one semester and we’re already closer than a super glue stuck in a jar of superduper glue.

ooowwwwkay. now im starting to not make any sense. better leave before things get outa feet. i mean, hand.

that’s all! will be back to blog lateeeer!

ciaox!

kisses xoxoxo!!

ChiRa <3

wokey dokay.. my post that was due like erm two days agooo! finally reformatted in to microsofy word owh three!!!

this is a super boring post. dun read it if you’re not into reading.

on tuesday..

My camera is..

ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bwahahaha.. im so happy i can make a jar of kuih gunting already!

Eh, wait. Did that already! =DDD

Went to fix my scanner today at digital mall near ss14 and that place is helluva jam haven. Argh. So frustrating. Park far far and then must drag my super huge printer all the way. And we arrived at around 1015am when it only opens at 11am.

What a bummer.

Anyhoo, my scanner’s all okie dokie, thank God.. i love my hp printer oh-soh-much.. then we went around to find a new cybershot coz my dad said that it’s not worth to repair my so-called lauchar one. I really couldn’t bother lah, i love my pinkie cam so much, i bring it to wherever  i go, even to classes.

Tee hee.

And then rite, i had to buy my black ink and my dad made me pay for it. My duit raya just terbang liddat. Why are hp inks so damn bloody cut-throat one? Mine was 100 bucks! Jeez.

We entered a cam shop to fix my icu patient cam.

Tauke baiki kamera: ohmygawd! So cute your camera!

ChiRa: yeah, I know!!!!

Godzilla: have cute camera oso no use if that thing rosak already. Summore stubborn daughter insisted that her lousy camera be fixed. Good-for-nothing daughter only know how to waste money. Go buy new one lar! This existing camera oso useless. The mp so low!

I tell you, damn pull-all-hair-out case one my dad.

Me n my mum were scouting for new cameras in the shop. N i was bugging the guy to find the cam with the same colour as mine, same brand, same colour, diff price.

And he found it, WHOA……………………………………………………………………..

ChiRa: this one!!!!! I was telling you about it!!!! Like iylie’s camera!!! But her one is the sliding down at the front one!!!! MUMMY, IT’S DAMN CUTE RIGHT??!!!!!

Mummykins: not cute. BEAUTIFUL.

Godzilla: next time, when you come back for end term break only can buy.

You see, you see. Ive got no more hair to pull d.

Anyhoo, it’s just a lil less than a thousand so, comfirm i’ll pester my dad to get for me. Oh, it turned out that my batteries are in batteryheaven.

Tauke baiki kamera: ok. I put new battery. Let’s see.

*nit nit!*

ChiRa: OHMYGOD. It’s ALIVE.

Yes, i screamed. =DDDDDDD

I bought new energizer batts for cammie and since ive got my cam discharged from coma, i can camwhore again. HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We dropped by my old old old old old friend’s house on the way back. My parents are good friends with his, and his mom was asking bout me, so yeah, we went to his house.

Dinnie zikri!!!! If you’re reading this, i dedicate this portion of my blog post to you.

Hmm. Ive known this loser since erm.. standard 2.. went to same primary and secondary school.. he was in a hari raya tv ad before..

When i first met him, we were two silly caterpillars that know nothing about the world. When i go to his house, we play rumah-rumah and i love his masak-masak set. Fwuar. That thing damn cute lah. Got the mcd sign onit summore. I remember that there was this time i was suppose to study for exams.

Naive me brought books along. But leh, instead of reading, pinkie hamster go cook plastic noodles on plastic stoves. Gone case lah us. And then that time for some medication purposes, this guy was suppose to behead a pigeon and also a chicken. We little curious kittens very kepochi. But i got so scared and i hate seeing animals in pain, hid behind dinnie’s back..

Aww, damn cute lah.

Then what ah?

Oh yeah, we grew apart coz i passed pts and he didn’t. I went to smk Damansara jaya earlier, made new friends and kononnya more advanced.

Now, ima big girl and youre a big boy. Last time u and i were shorties but now youre as tall as a lamp post and im as tall as a… leprechaun.

Dinnie’s born in Italy.. (right? Forgoy already lah..) so he’s very friendly and jovial, like me. And he’s damn active in sports. He plays football, softball, etc and is a CHEERLEADER.

=)

It’s so different now. Time passes by so quickly. Nice to meet you again boy! And youre looking good yo! Serious. My friend’s a total hottie.. whahahahaha..

Thank me for promoting you.

Raya this year’s quite boring. I went lotsa visiting and since im so sleep deprived in utp, i slept at all the houses. I slept in the car. And at the cribs of close friends, i just lay down on the sofa and snooze.

Sorry everyone coz im not making open house as open as the previous years. so sorry if youre wondering why aren’t you invited is not because ChiRa lupa diri okay!! I love all my hommies and we just have open house for close close friends and relatives this year. Since im in utp this year, my mum no mood do grand one.. sorry kays..

And sigh. Yala yala. I will try make time to go lepak with you guys! Please bear in mind that i have physics ‘tuition’ in the morning. Damn irritating lah when i kena fitnah by everyone that i forget them or lazy go out when i super wanna go kai-kai but i very the busy!!!!!!

And i still have to study for my upcoming tests on Monday onwards and i promised my cousins i’ll go watch movie with em.. and my auntie that i’ll spend time with her.. my colleagues.. my pee jay friends…

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Im going crazy.

I think if it’s gonna be like this, i’ll just lock myself up in the room.

*locks door*

I still gotta do shopping before going back. So much to do, so little time. And ppl like to suddenly pop out from nowhere come to my house. And i have to serve them and cant go OOOUUUUTTT..

T_T

I need 36 hours a day. Just 36 and im quiet.

Now, where do i fill in the borang permohonan extra-hours?

Oh, there’s none?

T_T

Im so going broke now. Ive been paying for everysingledamnthing like my batteries, my hair, my ink, my cat’s litter sand..

None for myself.

And i was telling my mum that i dowana withdraw any duit coz when i go back to utp.. who’s gonna pay for my delirious spending and food?

Then she senang senang say..

Mama: u never have to worry about money. Just spend whatever you like. If not enuff, just tell me. I’ll ask your father to bank in whatever amount you want. And your scholarship money also coming in. You don’t have to worry at all.

Hello! The whole point is not to depend on my parents lah!!!! But what to do?? Even that time when i just got into utp, my books all i bought brand new ones. and the whole time my dad was calling me up to ask how much more i need.. first week already spend 800 bucks on things.. then scholarship money came in and he said no need to pay back.

Buuuuuuuuuuuut, instead of saving em.. what did stupid Shahirah do?

SPEND.

Ini budak tak bolah jadi langsung.

i wanna watch pirates of the carribean 3… i wanna watch harry potter..i wanna READ harry poter 7.. i wanna buy tsubasa.. i wanna watch hairspray.. i now pronounce you chuck & larry..

sigh.

I dowan to go back to utp.

Seriously, dinnie, don’t go to utp.

Im sleepy and bored now. And shiqs just messaged me and i replied and she replied and i so lazy.. i didn’t reply.

So ima gonna do it now.

Anyhoo, jay jay forgot rah rah already.

I HATE YOU, YEOH SUE JANE!!!!!

(Jay: yeah, like i didn’t know that already? *muka squidward*)

That’s all.

Ciao.

kisses,

ChiRa

this is specially for my darling beloved yeoh sue jane of better known as my jay jay.. since you like this song so damn freaking much.. this is for you hunny! love love love you loads..

Sorry, Blame It On me by Akon

as life goes on i’m starting to learn more and more about responsibility
i realize everything i do is affecting the people around me
so i want to take this time out to apologize for things i have done
and things that have not occurred yet
and the things they don’t want to take responsibility for

i’m sorry for the times i left you home
i was on the road and you were alone
i’m sorry for the times that i had to go
i’m sorry for the fact that i did not know
that you were sitting home just wishing we
could go back to when it was just you and me
i’m sorry for the times i would neglect
i’m sorry for the times i disrespect

i’m sorry for the wrong things that i’ve done
i’m sorry i’m not always there for my son
i’m sorry for the fact that i’m not aware
that you can’t sleep at night when i am not there
because i am in the streets like everyday
sorry for the things that i did not say
like how you are the best thing in my world
and how i’m so proud to call you my girl

i understand that there are some problems
and i am not too blind to know
all the pain you kept inside you
even though you might not show
if i can apologize for being wrong
then it’s just a shame on me
i’ll be the reason for your pain and you can put the blame on me

you can put the blame on me (4x)
said you can put the blame on me (3x)
you can put the blame on me

sorry for the things that he put you through
and all the times you didn’t know what to do
sorry that you had to go and sell those packs
just trying to stay busy till you heard from dad
and you would rather be home with all your kids
as one big family with love and bliss
and even though pops treated us like kings

he got a second wife and you didn’t agree
he got up and left you there all alone
i’m sorry that you had to do it on your own
i’m sorry that i went and added to your grief
i’m sorry that your son was once a thief
i’m sorry that i grew up way too fast
i wish i would’ve listened and not be so bad
i’m sorry your life turned out this way
i’m sorry that the feds came and took me away

i’m sorry that it took so long to see
they were dead wrong trying to put it on me
i’m sorry that it took so long to speak
but i was on tour with gwen stefani
i’m sorry for the hand that she was dealt
for the embarrassment that she felt
just a little young girl trying to have fun
her daddy should never let her out that young
i’m sorry for club zen getting shut down
i hope they manage better next time around
how was i to know she was underage
in a 21 and older club they say
why doesn’t anybody wanna take blame
verizon backed out disgracing my name
i’m just a singer trying to entertain
because i love my fans i’ll take that blame
even though the blame’s on you (3x)
i’ll take that blame from you

and you can put that blame on me (2x)
you can put that blame on me
and you can put that blame on me

hugs with kisses filled with cream and sugar to the brim,

Rah

my mommykins’s maths is so bad.

i had to attend this physics ‘tuition’ thingy every morning for 2-3 hrs and it costs like 60 bucks an hour.

so, my dad already sediakan rm540 on the table. my mum will pay the teacher when he leaves according to the num of hrs he teaches. today, for dunno what reason, he only charged rm50 per hour and i was showered with kinematics equation for a dreadful 2 hours

At Night:

mi madre: gimme calculator and pen.

ChiRa: okaaaaay. here you go.

mi madre: how to on?

ChiRa: press on button. sure say where is da on button one.

mi madre: where is the on button??!!

ChiRa: here. *calcie onnnnn*

mi madre: ohmygoodness.

mommykins continues to write and calculates. ChiRa resumes going back and forth the larder to look for food.

(ChiRa sits opposite mommykins while eating campbell’s chicken soup)

mi madre: wah. how come so much one i owe your father? rm110!

ChiRa: what talking you mummy? (goes to mommykins)

mi madre: you see, he put rm540 rite. yesterday i paid rm 180, today i pay rm100.. how come the balance is rm110? i owe your dad 110 ringgit!!

ChiRa: uhh.. yeah.. we dun owe him.. he put money there for us to use.. we just give back the baki.. you see, 540-180-100=160. eh… how come got 50 extra?

mi madre: i only put rm50 there.

ChiRa: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHERS??!!

~damn classic my mum, i tell you~

mi madre: i kept it. (trying not to laugh)

ChiRa: as your own money????!!!

mi madre: as my own money. hehe. (laughs till tears all roll down)

*omgg*

ChiRa: how come?

mi madre: i dunno why i only gave your father back 50 ringgit. no wonder he asked me to take calculator, sit down and count the balance. i thought he was wrong. aiyo. how leh now? my money all terbang.

ChiRa: it’s daddy’s one!! and of course lah he knows!!!! he’s an accountant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

mi madre: i thought he old already.

ChiRa: uhm. he does maths sums in the toilet. and recites the timetable every night after dinner.

mi madre: eheheheheheheheheheeeeeee……. (closes back calculator)

ChiRa: not like that…!! you slide it like this.

mi madre: oh yeah.. hahahhaha.. i dunno how to open just now.. i wanted to peel it open, then tiba-tiba it slid.. luckily hoh?? (cheesy smile)

~damn classic my mother, i tell you~

sigh.

had a damn tooting blardee huge row with my dad until i forgotten to eat DINNER so the soup is my dinner. i wanted to make burgers but…

ahhhhhh.. wtburgerness.

yesterday, me, momma and abang went to midvalley to shoppie. since my dad gave me the light dark forest green light.. ahhh.. just lemme tell you, midvalley will be so pround that i invest there.

oh! and i got a witch’s haaaaaat!!! and this gorgeous masquerade mask! wah.. i likey!!

=DDDDD

my bro got this scyth called the Skeletor that’s like oh-so-cool. and i my mum blanja us SUSHI KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i treated my momma and Big Bro to some vietnamese desert.

i miss vietnamese food. i have vietnamese relatives in vietnam, terrenganu, singapore and france. soooooooooo nice and rich and purdy. and they all have big big business like jewellery store, clothes, accessories(!!!!!!) blah blah.. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand..

FOOD.

when i went to the ones in spore and tganu, omg, they stuffed us with food. and it’s all known that viet food is very sedap and berkhasiat and youfreaksknow that i love that four letter word.. i was helping myself to seconds ketiga fourth kelima… six- 

okay. you get the point.

and my aunties gave me bracelets and anklets!!! so kawaii! and them women are really pretty coz of their soft supple and fair skin.. damn amazing lar.. soft spoken and very friendly..

when i go to their jewellry shop, my mum will be like ohh-la-la all over the diamonds and jewels. know what the best part is?

playing with the fake diamond detector.

just pick any bracelet/pendant/earing/necklace/blahness that has those sparkly sparkly blingeroos, on the detector, touch the tip to the diamond and ir it’s silent..

pass.

if it goes.. toot tiit taat toad.. then..

it’s FAKE.. then there’s some readings and stuffs.. hoho.

second, magnifying glasses to see the clearness of the gems. like me, all oso bling bling i go blind ao all look very hoe-leng to me. but noooooo, this flaw and that. so now we know that i cant work in poh kong or habib or tiffany’s or selberan coz i’ll didakwa for bankrupcy of the company.

i once wore a 24k selberan ring that’s so shiny, and youfreaksknow that ChiRa loves shiny things.. so yeah.. twas my cousin’s engagement ring.. and i was the ring bearer.. so.. haha.. the engagement partay was the bomb. damn drama coz we’re late due to heavy rain+traffic jam = phone calls from da bride’s side asking whether my cousin is hvg 2nd thoughts.

pffah.

fyi, theyre married and his WIFE is now pregnante. whoa. abang amy & kak marina.. youve been busy..

wahahahahahahahhahahahahaha. ok. font saya sudah bertukar menjadi munchkin. oh tidak.

my relatives from aussieland came to me humble crib today. my house was majorly renovated at the front so it’s kinda.. DIFFERENT.

how different?

Scene 1:

ai-suan: papa, go another round. i think shahirah’s house is here somewhere..

papa: how you know?

ai-suan: i know lah!!! ive been to her house like.. a bajillion times!

okaa-san: (peers outa glassdoor) ai-suan vey lambat. eh, isnt that her father’s car?

ai-suan: (stops by a neighbour’s house) excuse me, do you know where is shahirah’s house?

ChiRa: hey suan! im here, next door. hehe. (waves)

Scene 2:

uncle hasnol: where is aunty norizah’s (me momma) house? we’ve been circling this place for 10 times already!

aunty nadia: it was here!

tote & nanny: sabar. cari sampai dapat.

(after 15 minutes)

ChiRa: oops. there here already!

Uncle Hasnol: aunty norizah! you buat renovation! didnt tell us!

Momma: ya. kecik jer. susah nak cari?

Uncle Hasnol: kita round round tak dapat! it’s so nice!!! and i was telling nadia, your house was HERE!!! (points to my house)

damn funny lah. my nanny and tote from aust are funny. i went to stay at their crib for 2 weeks and it was so damn fun! i wrote a journal bout that and also about them. whee hee hee. i love them.

aunty nadia is their daughter who married unc hasnol. theyre both business ppl and has opened like 5 delifrance franchais in sg patani. opening one in langkawi and penang and bukit mertajam soon.

they bought over northern region to open shops. so my nanny was like.. nor, ko tau tak.. tadi cik pergi shopping bosannn gila nor. semuanya belonged to nadia and hasnol! eeeeh! geram!

aunty nadia: yeah.. all ours, aunty norizah.

she also owns a kindy called Krista and opening another soon. damn cool lah. she majors in chem, bio and child psychology while her sister.. aunty nabila is a chemist in aust.

my tote is also an engineer who doesnt approve of me taking chemical engineering and wants me to take an australia pr. sigh. it’s so funny. i was arguing with him about the coolness of becoming a chemical engineer and he was like no no!!! you must take something nicer, like MEDICINE!!!!! whahahahahah..

damn sweat moments.

i miss him and nanny. i was supposed to stay with em for a month last december but it was canceled coz my mum informed them too little too late that im coming coz theyre already in kedah. air tickets my dad beli pon kena cancel. (sedih) huhu.

i wan cadbury’s culy wurly caramel chocolate!

missing my shiqs and jay loads.

i dunno how am i gonna pack my bag. it’s bursting with nonsensical junk.

i blogged last night via microsoft and wanted to upload it tonite with my home comp but it cant be read cuz it’s in mw07.. so i’ll do it when i get back.. or reformat..

sigh.. lousy nya!

but it’s kinda cool, you get to go back in time.

my camera is alive.

<333

that’s all.

ciao.

mwah,

ChiRa

Dr Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor.

im very proud that a malaysian has finally managed to go to outerspace and do the cancer research thingy. he did the physics experiments for the school kids. and the crytalization in space, wow. loved the blood ruby red crystals. and what more did he do? oh yes!!! promote nasi briyani in the iss!!!! hahaha.. and do you know that they only puasa for 45 minutes in space? total awesome blossomness. it’s really cool and stuffs.

im being very impolite here. hold up!

Selamat Hari Raya

!!!!! Maaf zahir &

batin… =D

I want Duit Raya!!!

 

BWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!

 

God, im so cheesy.

okeh, back to the astronaut thingy, me n my momma were watching the news one day and i commented the fact that he said that he is carrying the dreams of all malaysians by going to outerspace.

me: actually, my dream is to work in nasa to be an astronomer, not astronaut.

momsie: huh? wat saying you?

me: i want be astronomer work in nasa. not go outerspace.

momsie: O_o”””’

okay, so to be clear, you are not carrying my dream cuz i dowana be an astronaut, it’s merely a fantasy.

i remember the day i told my parents i wanted to go the us to study astronomy and work in nasa.. haha.. im so stupid *knocks head*. why the hell did i even open my mouth??

they never supported me.

chira baka ne? hai..

nyhoo, nabs, i kept my promise of blogging after 10 years of squating underneath a tempurung, so dun nag anymore. thanks for putting up the pic of freaky four. u just told the whole world that im the most gorgeous bee. whahahahaha..

and to shiqs.. I HATE YOU BYATCH!!!

hatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehate

and to my jay jay…

erm, no comment. other than it takes you 10 years to reply my msgs.. no comment.

okla okla. give face abit to shiqs.. sayanglaaaaaa… sayang.. cuz u always entertain me.. except the stinking part where u said that u left ur phone on the fridge and u didnt answer any of my calls…

nabs.. hmm.

lagi lah no comment sebab budak itu sungguh sweat la.

anyhoo, lemme blog my heart out bout last week. let the dissing begin..

my is group is effing sh!t. i thought that they were superb, so i declined shiqs to join her group. (I FARKING REGRET IT!!!!!!!!!!!!) i dowana to suddenly ditch my existing one for they look very awesome and knowledgeble(??) in the topic. and they insisted that i go with them coz they want their ‘ChiRa’ to be with them.

oh, in case you dunno, is stands for islamic studies.

we gotta do this assignment of making sorta a book of around 15 pages about any topic about islam that can be linked to education. ok, that’s fine. and from then on, it was down down down down 12 feet underground for me.

the due date is after raya, but we targeted to hand it up before raya which was on wed. that is also fine with me.

since the day we formed our group, they didnt even whisper a thing about this assignment. even when i ask them about it, they pretend as if im a wall. they told me the topic also last minute, heck, this damned tramp in my group didnt even know that we’re in the same one.

on tuesday night, nurul came to my room and told me that they aimed to hand-in on wednesday, so we’re not gonna sleep till we complete the is thing. that’s like damn senang to me cuz i know that we memang can finish it in a few hours. i mean, we have everydamnthingweneed.

ok, lemme rephrase that. I, Nur Shahirah Fadzlullah, have everydamnthingweneed.

and no sleep? that’s super fine with the owl in me.

we had thinking skills test 2 that night. and i only studied like 3 hours before. minus the eating and crapping and fooling around with nanots, that would be 50 minutes. hahaha. thinking skills is common sense la dong. but i still dun understand how some people really can memorize it. hafal apa? saya pun tak tahu.

it was fuuuun. i love mind maps. and the 10 mcq questions were nuts. oh yeah, and there was this loser mofo who dyed his hair green who sat next to me who didnt even touch his paper.

whee.

when he got his paper, he arranged it nice nice on the table, pull back his chair, crossed that chicken legs of his, folded his toothpick-like arms and leaned back. all he did during the freaking one hour was……

s-m-i-l-e

ahmazing.

and he sat next to me. so biasalah, he just stared at me and my mind map that’s so colourful and retarded with stick figures. nanots was telling me that this boy was in the same educamp as her. he is from a religious school and a frigging HEAD BOY.

whoa.

i dunno lah, green head monster. what u do with ur life aint my business at all.

wassup with the sayings that utp only accepts good students and it’s goal is to produce well-rounded students?

ah, bull cow duck shoots.

lemme let you in on the inside of utp. seriously, you all need to open your eyes big big.

sigh. utpians are mostly made up of a population that are erm, not good. it’s very very racist here. you can see the indians all berkelompok together with the indians.. all the malays omg especially the one from certain states will also gang up with one another and the chinese oso the same.

thank God that i was brought up very modernly and nicely so all the chinese are my good trusted buds. okay. that’s good enuff.

malays malays malays. they are such a pain in the buttocks. like my gang of loser RATS, at first they seem so decent and nice and cool but as time passes by, they show their stinking true colours. i mean, yes, i farking well know that i do not wear the tudung, nor i speak english as poorly and handicappedly you do, nor am i as poor as you are, nor im a shopaholic unlike you all or nor im conservative as you are..

whahaha. these people rite, just have to play perkauman with me hoh? sorray ttoots, i dun main main this games one.

you see, i usually just tag along with these losers from chemical coz im in chemical and the other losers are as loserrific as them. but now i have irene and hadeel, so it not as bad. okay, normally, i will just follow while reading or smsing or waving to someone else while they walk ahead of me. and as time passes by, i realize that theyre quite airheaded and bimbotic. just imagine of theyre in taylor or help.

hmm. mati lor. even chiew yi said the malay girl from asrama penuh not doing well.. yes yes, i know that the asrama students from chunted famous well-known prestigious distinguished boarding schools like kk, rmc, tkc etceterah.. yes i oso know that they are VERY smart, seriously, but only in your studies.

in real life, you skankaroos are ZILCH. zero. nil. nada.

so. it’s quite stupid rite, just because im cooler than them, they must sisihkan me. they cant greet me, for dunno what reason, so they just stare into my gorgeous brown eyes or my fat pink chubby cheeks while waiting for me to make the first move. right.

so, this incident really pissed me off. it goes liddis. typical week at utp, ChiRa stays near(i dun follow them anymore. theyre not worth it) her group of skanks. the whole week i was with them. as usual lah, never greet me, only tegur me if got mood. whatthetoot. then following tuesday is physics lab. im in da same group as one of da girls.

di meja masing-masing……..

ChiRa: hi dayah!!! ready for the experiment?

Dayah: eh, ChiRa! i havent seen you like ages!!! where have you been??

ChiRa: im always with you guys. duh.

Dayah: ohmygawd really? ohkay…

way to go way to go.

so then, back to the is thing, after test we siap2 go to nurul/nabs room to do the assignment. nabs went for prayer meet, so she wasnt there.

the whole damn thing was spastik. they kept me in the dark all the time. i didnt know what was going on. one member just came to show face and then went back to her room to duckling SLEEP. and the whole place was in a mess. we even used nabs side. and trust me, nanots wasnt happy bout that at all. hec, nanots, you were so complaining about us using your room.

damn poor thing, wanting to sleep but no choice, they wont listen to me, i oso wanna have as little contact as i can, they have absotutely bloody zero common sense.  

then, the idiot of a b!tcha neighbour of nurul/nabs came to kepoh her tak malu fugly face at our assignment. she knew me since da beginning. she is also a victim of the ’1st time, greet. them lama-lama buat tak tahu’ case. i tell you, she is the most sickening of all. damn wh0re. even hadeel hates her. well she came and greeted everyone but me who bloody SAT NEXT TO HER stinking ssahole.

she also went to buy food and offered to everyone but me who again bloody SAT NEXT TO HER i-wanna-stuff-something up her ssahole.

oh, then i designed the front page and those bloody hoes used me as a translator to translate to english and i didnt really mind cos that gave me something to do. and still they do all those things behind my back. who the effing hell you think you are?

and you noe what?? nurul, who went to my room to tell me to not sleep till it’s done effing SLEPT FIRST.

bravo bravo *claps hands*

only me, dee dee and dayah stayed up the whole night. and youfreaksnoewhat??

we didnt get to complete it.

i was too effed up i accidentally skipped thinking skills and slept from 8-10 in the morning. i didnt get to finish my emaths assignment and had to hand up a quarter completed one. im gonna get like 3/10.

and  i love engineering mathematics. it’s fun.

now, i dunno what to do for is coz they never tell me my role and shiqs’s group already handed in theirs when they targeted to finish after raya. *dun swear*

and you know what’s worse?

ChiRa: eh korang, macam mana is kita?

korang: (in a sh!tty fugly pissed face) is kita macam itu means.. macam itu lah.

ChiRa: tak nak habiskan ka?

korang: … tak tahu.

ChiRa: erm, camner nih? kata nak antar before raya?

korang: …tak tahu.

ChiRa: tak nak habiskan?

korang: ..tak tahu.

ChiRa: *omg whattherug have i done to deserve this* erm.. ok. bye.

really. i really hate all of you low-life sluts!!! go and die with that mofo guys who think that stupid girls are better than me. seriously, just because that utp is in perak and it’s in an ulu place, it doesnt mean that it will kill me. coz im from a chunted city and if u dowana me, it’s your loss, not mine.

it’s never my loss not to know you. coz i noe that im better than  half of you sakai head farkers, oh, alif, that includes YOU.

seriously, i was telling my mum about the dark side of utp the night i got back and she was like ohemmgeee. haha. i had fun telling her about it. there she was masaking rendang and whatnot and there i was, following her like a duckling for the whole 3 hours.

kek keh.

well, this certainly got me hyped up about blogging again. i’ll stop here. it’s 303AM!!!!!!!! and i gotta sleep.

that’s all.

ciao.

mwah,

ChiRa