Pretty much moderate.

My only raya pictures that I have right now are the ones that were taken at Raqib's crib :-(

Mhm.. up next--




Honey, you're going down.

We meet again, earthlings. And yes, I'm a human that doesn't differ much from any of you. Treat me like a human, will you?

After a long, romantic date (not-so) with the books and papers, I decided to take a short rest. Short rest in my terms are about an hour plus which includes.. running up and down the stairs-- 3 floors up, munching on Chipsmore and kuih raya: nobody could resist looking at them without eating, sipping a cup of tea in front of the lappy (because thats what posh people do yo!), daydream for a while and maybe, just maybe doze of for the real dream.. and the list goes on and on, and on and on.. Y'get the idea. So, that pretty much completes my one hour of rest. My brain is functioning awesomely right now, excluding the fact that its telling me to stuff more food inside the oesophagus till I inflate into a balloon or even blow up. Mhm.. no fun.

Random thoughts:- I'm going for a jog later on, no high hopes though. And I need my lappy right now.
Badly. Desperately (not really). But Hakim, the little brother, kindly snatched it away from me a few days ago because his computer crashed after long hours on Youtube and he is going to hog it until PMR ends. How nice is he? And he forbidden me from going anywhere near it.. thats just too, too, too nice. I'm so lucky to have such a brother. :-') The compliments ends here.

Back.. ache is conquering the pain again. I do my revisions on the bed = Back ache = Leg cramps = The unpleasant joy of being Aisyah. The desk is currently dumped with books, papers, and more books and more papers. And I won't concentrate if I study on the desk. I am weird, I know. And I'll probably clean it all up after PMR ends. Cos I'm such a clean-freak-- sarcasm. Okay, not funny.

K. Going off before my dad gets back and finds out I'm on his Mac messing about with his Facebook. LOL.


A declined :-(



Instant urges.

Midnight raves till' midnight, with the fireworks and sparkles.

I'm hungry for Subway :-'(


I'll be flying to Wangsa Maju this afternoon!
(Dances with joy!)


Raya 2009

Maybe it's a bit too late for a Raya wish. But anyways..


xx Aisyah

I'm currently in the car, on the way back home. Oh yeah! And I'm bored.. tired of hearing my brother's snoring. So thought of going online for a while. This year's raya isn't the same like the other years. It was not as lively as the past years, to be honest. Plus the PMR blazes, it makes the raya even more sophisticated. Overall = BORING. Well, I'm lucky that I have a few texting mates which I probably annoy every single hour, to cure my boredom. They're lucky to have me as a friend.. Probably not. Lol. And I received loadz of awesome Raya text messages this year :-D The awesomest, from Sadiq and it's because it was long.. and awesome :-) Okay, quit with the awesomes. Mhm, the first thing I'm gonna do when I reach home is.. doze off on my comfy bed again. Then, I gotta get ready to go to my other Kampung which is in Sg. Buloh, well somewhere.. thats aint around my area. So yeah.

I'll blog more laterz!


Passion in a quotation.

Don't we look.. childish? :-D At least we were having fun yo!


Picture quality sucks hard, well, camera phone. Y'get the deal.

I wanna break my fast with my classmates at McD tonight. Sadly, my dad disagreed with the whole idea. Hopefully he changes his mind somehow..


Getaway images.

I don't know what I'm missing.

(Checks "The Missing" list)

Zero. Non. Nothing.




And hey, old friends that you haven't been talking to for ages (Note: more than 1 year.) do brighten up your night when they say they still remember you. Reminiscing the awesome years.. Form 1 and mid Form 2 were the best years I've been through. Serious shit. And obviously, I still miss SMK S5 Wangsa Maju somehow. Y'know random thoughts about me being back there again pops into my mind from now and then. How I wish to be back there.. :-')

Little things can make an immense change.

Fire blast does it all.


(Searches for Charmander Plushie)

(Couldn't find Charmander)

(Finds Pikachu instead-- this will do!)

(Does the evil laugh, and bites..)


(Oh jap, tak. Tak telan. Gigit je.)


Exams for this week ends today. So, WUTTTTTTT! Imma gonna partly like a rockstar. Not. PMR in a couple of weeks = I gotta prepare for my death bed and shizz. Raya is in a few days, I am so flippin' happy that I'm going back to Muar. (Note: sarcastic remarks) I'll be rocking all the fireworks, knicking some from my cousins cos they're like the fireworks taukeh and keep them all for myself. I'm gonna sneak out at 3AM and burn them all alone, or not. And if I'm lucky, I won't wake the whole house up or.. somebody is surely gonna blow up like those erratic volcano eruptions. After 2 or 3 days, I'll be doing a new routine which is studying 24/7 in the God-damn heat during the afternoon at Muar. Y'know those blazes, it aint comfy nor relaxing. So, I'll try my best to cope with it. If I failed, I'll be in hiding.. in the car with the aircond on full blast.

I'm lacking of ideas. The brain nowadays doesn't co-operate much with the mind/heart/fingers/eyes/ears.



Do you even remember or know what day it is?

.. I guess not.


You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
It's the morning of your very first day
And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while
Try and stay out of everybody's way

It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here
For the next four years in this town
Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say
"You know, I haven't seen you around before"

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out
Well, count to ten, take it in
This is life before you know who you're gonna be

You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail
And soon enough you're best friends
Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool
We'll be outta here as soon as we can

And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car
And you're feeling like flying
And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one
And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends
When the night ends

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
When you're fifteen and your first kiss
Makes your head spin 'round
But in your life you'll do things greater than
Dating the boy on the football team
But I didn't know it at fifteen

When all you wanted was to be wanted
Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now

Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday
But I realized some bigger dreams of mine
And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy
Who changed his mind and we both cried

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall
I've found time can heal most anything
And you just might find who you're supposed to be
I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen

Your very first day
Take a deep breath girl
Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors

Taylor Swift - Fifteen


1) Meh Naimi came to me crib. Lemme get a woot! woot! Hahaha. Went over-hyped as usual. We practically chatted and whined the whole way. I LOVE Naimi <3

2) Cookies results: WTF. THEY WERE.. RAD. Hahaha. And oui, I love self-complimenting. DIEEEEE.

3) I iz exhausted. There's BM exam tomorrow. I aint ready. I'm still tired. I'm tired. I'm over-whelmed. Fishstick. I need sleep. Oh no, belum terawih lagi. So I can't sleep. I want to sleep. I want cookies. I need water + HT. I need a rest. Back aches are conquering my current strength. BM will put me to sleep tomorrow. I wanna sleep. I need sleep. I need extra-extra rest. I shall stop now. No, I can't. I'm all hyped up. God help! No, no, no. Sack it. I need a shower. Badly. So Bye.

4) Bye.

It aint all good y'know.

Imagine these stars are actually visible to the human eyes on earth. It'll be serious shit rad. Laying on the green grass, in the middle of night, with nothing except the diamonds in the sky, enlightened with your own vision. Mhm.. I wish.

--I still smell like fresh baked cookies..

Task 1: Bake cookies. Accomplished.
Task 2: Study. Cant be arsed.
Task 3: Clean up the room. Naimi is coming :-D
Task 4: Study. Still cant be arsed.
Task 5: Entertain the guests. I'm good at socializing. Lies.
Task 6: Clean the house till it sparkles. Not interested-- exams tomorrow. Alasan.

24 days left. Sigh.


Just odd..

I had no idea how I stumbled across this.. but yeah, I did!


Check it outttttt yo. The year 2006 in Cheetwood Primary School. Where we, the year 6s ruled the school. Hahahaha. Good old daysssss.

bows&arrows, cupid is back.

Because I have a thing for hugging people..

In my control.


Wait, I'm just dreamin'.

Empty stomach is leading to the wrath of the gastric juices. 100% no joy. Science and Geography left for tomorrow.. and no, it aint gonna be another payday-alike day after it ends. Cos more exams are coming up next week, they're coming down like heavy hails.. just waiting to either destroy me slowly or kill me at once. Right-- exaggerating.

This is how the shitty moments begin..

And the shuffle-mode is on iTunes that lead me to a sing-a-long with my old-fave, Air Traffic - Shooting Star. It was and still is loveeeeee.


Yo! I'm currently in TTDI. Locked inside the car, by the roadside and Secret Recipe is on the left. IMAGINE! People going in and out with a full tummy. Lol. Okay. I wanna get a slice of cheesecake. CYAAAAAZ! Wait, maybe later on..

Exams.. Exams.. Exams.. I practically hentam-ed Religious Education like serious shizzzzz before. Didn't read much and.. y'know, I can pretty much predict the outcomes. I've got KH tomorrow and you have no idea how much I loathe KH.

And Hakim is currently sleeping.. nak kacau? Hahaha.


Memory lane.

Ex-pelajar 2A (08) SMK S5 yang suka wag classes dengan Khadijah with the sidang redaksi's crew alasan. Hahahaha. Wait, bukan alasan.. memang betul pun. To be truth, I never knew I looked that childish :-Z

And hm.. I want these below..The fake ones doesn't look so yummy, let me find the actual thing..

Looks yummy enough? :-D

Ah shizz. PUASA WEIIIII! The person that brings me these to my doorstep before Raya will receive the special Aisyah-Super-Hug that is usually only eligible for Iman and Auni :-3


I said oi!

When we haven't got anything good to do after tuition. Lepastu buat aksi bajet malu. Okay die. Lol.


Somewhere only I know.

Sometimes you wish to be somewhere you wish you wouldn't.

Imagine, me and you,
driving at the highest peak of a town,
Just me and you,
Waiting and watching for the sun to go down.

We would exchange our words,
You'd be talking and I'll be comfy in your arms,
And I would wish that these words will come true,
.. secretly, silently turn into a reality, with no alarms.

3 words.

Aisyah, go study!

.. nothing is impossible yo!

I got a feelin'.

Yesterday was probably the best day I had for weeks. Well, Friday was okay ;-)

Woke up pretty late, the typical Saturday morning alarms. And then went to Wangsa Maju, I haven't been there for quite a while. So yeah, I was pretty much happy when my kakak called and said she's having a buka puasa at her taska. Arrived at the taska late, then helped out with the goodie bags and balloons. I practically climbed to fix the balloons on the tent and nearly fell :Z After that, went to Mak Zam's house. Chilled out for few hours there-- slept, rolled, watched TV, hung with the phone, ran around like a psycho, feelin' good once again. Hah. I miss the old days there.

Oh yeah, I called the gang-- my lovely lassies and invited them lot for buka puasa. And guess what, 8 of them came. I got all hyped up, as usual when I met them. It felt tad odd after not meeting for a while. We all got along as usual. Caught up with the latest news, gossips.. hehe Hannah! and shizz. I talked more than eating. It's usually the other way round. But how can you eat when you have gazillion things to talk about?

I had satay and bubur lambuk, shared it with my darling Shahera. She's like the kawan-sejati-to-share-the-food-with. Lol. After that, we've prayed and camwhored, which is a must. Ah, it feels awesome to be back with them y'know. Seeing that everybody are still the same, having the same feeling all over again. We laughed, ate, talked, screamed, shrieked together, just like the old days. It's gold.

Ama brought some fireworks.. But sadly, I had to go home early. It made me have the muka-nak-mintak-kaki on the way home. Anyways, I was glad. Like, GLAAAAD to meet you guys once again. You guys are serious shizz precious and will never be forgotten. That includes.. Shahera, Hannah, Farah, Hanim, Adibah, Ama, Syaza, Siti, Wani, Bella, Fatin!



Can I get some 'awws'?

When a group of 4 to 8 year-olds where asked the question, "What does love mean?", the answers were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think...

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.
Billy - age 4

Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
Karl - age 5

Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.
Chrissy - age 6

Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.
Terri - age 4

Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.
Danny - age 7

Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
Emily - age 8

Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.
Bobby - age 7

If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.
Nikka - age 6

Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.
Noelle - age 7

Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.
Tommy - age 6

My mommy loves me more than anybody .You don''t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.
Clare - age 6

Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.
Elaine-age 5

Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.
Chris - age 7

Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.
Mary Ann - age 4

When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
Karen - age 7

You really shouldn''t say ''I love you'' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.
Jessica - age 8

No 1. will.

HOLLAAAAA! Wuts cookin', good lookin'?

I have to quit typing in caps and shizzs. I've been pretty much high plus minor emotional sessions. Typical Aisyah. The trial's aftermaths are.. indescribable. I gotta buckle up now before I die instantly or... (inserts some yawns)