I didnt have a lighter just now!
I ask all of you smokers.
HOW MANY GODDAMN TIMES U BUY LIGHTER CRICKET, ALLADDIN, YIPEE, YAHOO, AND THROUGHOUT THE YEARS OF SMOKING AND, after awhile, THEY GO FUCKING MISSING TO GOD KNOWS WHERE.
Why! This is even worse than my socks argument. Lighters going missing is like a constant plague that seems to irritate smokers. Even if they go missing, they haaaardly ever muncul again. Probably u'll find them in jeans pocket, in the deep core of ur handbag, but MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, they just run away!
The only logical thing I can think of is, that THERE IS AN UNDERGROUND PELARIAN FOR LIGHTERS THAT CANT STAND DOING THEIR JOB!
I think we should treat lighters with love and care. Give them names so that they'd feel important.
Btw, I had to light up my cigarette dekat api dapur. And I had to sprint across my house into my room. Kencang dada i, u know.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
I KNOW......
... I've been such a bad friend.
Especially to those that brought me up. If you read this, you know who you are, and how much you've brought me up through me hardest, most traumatic, most extremely difficult times.
The times that i had trouble understanding a lot of things. You guys not just given me the answer, but always, always, reminded me that there is good behind every bad things that happenend. I wouldnt be the person I am today, if it werent for you my friends. Those sappy pathetic times we endured, those times getting excited and dancing on club punya bench, just to express our true colours. But most important of all, you brought out the best in me. You allowed me to show the weirdo in me, the wisdom in me. I learned the beauty of friendship, care, love, passion, dreams, and everything underneath the sun. Only you know, how I am a Mona Lisa. How i am seen in seperate ways. You saw who I really was. Your shoulders were the ones I run to.
You stood up for me when I was wrong. You stood up for me because you knew what I was, and what I can be. You did it all because you came along to show you care.
And now,
We're far apart.
I want to come back again.
Excuses arent enough to compensate why we're apart.
I am still the person you knew I was. No kidding. I am still an all rounder wacky. I am Alice Pieszecki. I am still peanut. I am still turtle.
If you somehow come across this, I want to take this oppurtunity on blogspot to show my greatest acknowledgement to all of you; Jehan Omar, Miriam Omar, and Sarah Saiful.
I do not regret what we've shared and came across.
Because back then, it was the first time I experienced Love.
Thank you for allowing me into your life. As a friend.
I love you.
Dianne Weirdo Peanut Turtle Tahir
Especially to those that brought me up. If you read this, you know who you are, and how much you've brought me up through me hardest, most traumatic, most extremely difficult times.
The times that i had trouble understanding a lot of things. You guys not just given me the answer, but always, always, reminded me that there is good behind every bad things that happenend. I wouldnt be the person I am today, if it werent for you my friends. Those sappy pathetic times we endured, those times getting excited and dancing on club punya bench, just to express our true colours. But most important of all, you brought out the best in me. You allowed me to show the weirdo in me, the wisdom in me. I learned the beauty of friendship, care, love, passion, dreams, and everything underneath the sun. Only you know, how I am a Mona Lisa. How i am seen in seperate ways. You saw who I really was. Your shoulders were the ones I run to.
You stood up for me when I was wrong. You stood up for me because you knew what I was, and what I can be. You did it all because you came along to show you care.
And now,
We're far apart.
I want to come back again.
Excuses arent enough to compensate why we're apart.
I am still the person you knew I was. No kidding. I am still an all rounder wacky. I am Alice Pieszecki. I am still peanut. I am still turtle.
If you somehow come across this, I want to take this oppurtunity on blogspot to show my greatest acknowledgement to all of you; Jehan Omar, Miriam Omar, and Sarah Saiful.
I do not regret what we've shared and came across.
Because back then, it was the first time I experienced Love.
Thank you for allowing me into your life. As a friend.
I love you.
Dianne Weirdo Peanut Turtle Tahir
Ice cream.
Ice cream, I'm quoting this from a book.
She was larger than life. Too large, as it turned out. But sometimes fate is mean in its portions of love, boldness; of heroism. The sweeping colours of the canvas are reduced to that irritating point precision of Seurat, the man with all the dots that join from a distance, when what one wants to is the audacity and eloquence of Michelangelo; that rare feeling that being alive is a grand, and glorious thing.
Theres an art to life. Some people have talent for it. A boundless hope illuminates them. Where others are vague and tentative, they have only sharp, clear edges. Energy soars; lights burn brighter when they enter a room.
Thats the thing you should know about Ice Cream.
She had that knack in spades.
She was larger than life. Too large, as it turned out. But sometimes fate is mean in its portions of love, boldness; of heroism. The sweeping colours of the canvas are reduced to that irritating point precision of Seurat, the man with all the dots that join from a distance, when what one wants to is the audacity and eloquence of Michelangelo; that rare feeling that being alive is a grand, and glorious thing.
Theres an art to life. Some people have talent for it. A boundless hope illuminates them. Where others are vague and tentative, they have only sharp, clear edges. Energy soars; lights burn brighter when they enter a room.
Thats the thing you should know about Ice Cream.
She had that knack in spades.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
But that butt make me me me so horny!
Fun facts about Dianne:
1. I like walking in the tile squares/triangles at shopping malls.
2. I like collecting things. I feel like i'm such a nurturing woman, i find it difficult to let ANYTHING go.
3. I sweat in places u can see. HAHAHA.
4. I like any form of furry pets. But i see them in different eyes once they start pooping or peeing at places they're not suppose to.
5. I always win at the first round of Royale- then i would lose horribly til the end.
6. I am sensitive. I am a delicate flower, really. *blushes*
7. I want to believe I can sing and serenade people to sleep.
8. I love, like theres no other love like mine.
9. I think more than I'm allowed to. I get into a daze easily.
10. I know theres a book waiting for me to write it. I just know it.
11. I find it difficult to get out of bed.
12. I am usually in college for the wrong reasons.
13. I am just like Alice Pieszecki - kan sarah, kan sarah, kan kan kan? Strangely, i dont know why.
14. I cry too okay.
15. I like owning broken, or mishaped things. I find it funky.
16. I dont like bathrooms that doesnt accomodate me with pipe getah to wash.
17. I have dark desires of being a stripper. Hehe.
18. I think taking care of a pet is a beautiful thing.
19. I like strange names.
20. I still sleep behind a fortress of pillows.
21. I always want to know The Reason.
1. I like walking in the tile squares/triangles at shopping malls.
2. I like collecting things. I feel like i'm such a nurturing woman, i find it difficult to let ANYTHING go.
3. I sweat in places u can see. HAHAHA.
4. I like any form of furry pets. But i see them in different eyes once they start pooping or peeing at places they're not suppose to.
5. I always win at the first round of Royale- then i would lose horribly til the end.
6. I am sensitive. I am a delicate flower, really. *blushes*
7. I want to believe I can sing and serenade people to sleep.
8. I love, like theres no other love like mine.
9. I think more than I'm allowed to. I get into a daze easily.
10. I know theres a book waiting for me to write it. I just know it.
11. I find it difficult to get out of bed.
12. I am usually in college for the wrong reasons.
13. I am just like Alice Pieszecki - kan sarah, kan sarah, kan kan kan? Strangely, i dont know why.
14. I cry too okay.
15. I like owning broken, or mishaped things. I find it funky.
16. I dont like bathrooms that doesnt accomodate me with pipe getah to wash.
17. I have dark desires of being a stripper. Hehe.
18. I think taking care of a pet is a beautiful thing.
19. I like strange names.
20. I still sleep behind a fortress of pillows.
21. I always want to know The Reason.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
i am the girl who owns a three legged cat!
Our first few takes.
He finally found comfort with Coco.
My baby Tripod is here with me now. After wrestling with him to take a picture, I finally managed to bribe it with cat food if he takes a decent picture on my webcam.
I'm so happy I want to scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tripod's presence is so much more important than my haircut. I lovesh you, Tripod Annox.
Friday, May 15, 2009
What might look..
as if I was pretending to read, I was actually reading okay!
I'm helping Imran to study for his A-levels, by reading his Tort book. Reading one full sentence is already making my eyes roll. I cant go read a page without going through the Cambridge dictionary atleast 50 times. Theres like a billion cases to remember. After reading about 35 pages of the chapter Negligence, I only remember three cases, Stevenson vs Donaghue, Watson vs British Boxing Board of Control, and the Spartan Steel vs Martin. Those cases happen to appear at the starting of the chapter introducing development of duties of care. I suppose I've been blind reading the rest. I'm going back to those of which I remember and I will continue this making-my-face-all-wrinkly journey, and I shall teach!
To those studying Law, my prayers goes to you.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I cant wait for Tripod.
I don't feel like blogging anything mind boggling or write, quotes Azzari "awesome entries that would make people want to put their thinking caps and then bitch around for hours on why they couldnt figure it out".
I'm starting classes again on Monday. I cant wait to get back to damansara, and bring Tripod along with me. Oh just so you know, Tripod is a three legged cat. He's a yellow tabby. He's such a miracle cat, being three legged and all. I will post up pictures once I pick it up on Saturday. I'm thinking Tripod will be my next new hobby. I want to save up money (or probably ask my parents...hahah) for vaccination and de-worming. I will play with it everyday, feed it more than its average requirement, keep his fur clean and healthy, give him one of those dog tags like Wolverine, and also hire Sarah as my Dr. Pet. I am also thinking of being Paris Hilton, carrying it around in a bag and scare Jehan with it. Which reminds me, I have to sort out my service yard, which looks like a resting place of deceased freedom fighters to make space for my new pet, since Diana and Jess arent used to cats. That sounds too nice, actually they're scared of cats to the extend they'd bring around pepper spray.
Also, I've come to realise, and calculated, I've been sober for 16 days. The last time my head was full, was on April 29th (the twisties wasabi incident), and ive been such a good girl since. I havent drank alcohol, consumed anything i shouldnt, even smoked up since. This can also be the reason of my very poor writing. *wink*
I'm starting classes again on Monday. I cant wait to get back to damansara, and bring Tripod along with me. Oh just so you know, Tripod is a three legged cat. He's a yellow tabby. He's such a miracle cat, being three legged and all. I will post up pictures once I pick it up on Saturday. I'm thinking Tripod will be my next new hobby. I want to save up money (or probably ask my parents...hahah) for vaccination and de-worming. I will play with it everyday, feed it more than its average requirement, keep his fur clean and healthy, give him one of those dog tags like Wolverine, and also hire Sarah as my Dr. Pet. I am also thinking of being Paris Hilton, carrying it around in a bag and scare Jehan with it. Which reminds me, I have to sort out my service yard, which looks like a resting place of deceased freedom fighters to make space for my new pet, since Diana and Jess arent used to cats. That sounds too nice, actually they're scared of cats to the extend they'd bring around pepper spray.
Also, I've come to realise, and calculated, I've been sober for 16 days. The last time my head was full, was on April 29th (the twisties wasabi incident), and ive been such a good girl since. I havent drank alcohol, consumed anything i shouldnt, even smoked up since. This can also be the reason of my very poor writing. *wink*
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
I very much want..
Old Town White Coffee's french toast super badly. And I'm going to persue this fat filled, piece of yummy tomorrow morning at 10.00 am.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Look at my teeth!
Seeeeeeee!!!!! It's clean!!!!!!!!!! The visit to the dentist, was hands down, worth every bit of it! Thank you to those who helped me realise that my teeth are too ugly to be caught dead in public in. I'm back with the pain in my gums. Its always ironic whenever I just got back from a dentist visit, and the next two meals I eat are delicious (nasi ayam rempah for lunch, and sotong goreng for dinner). Sadly, its so painful to chew. So i end up gobbling everything in my mouth, use my saliva to moist the food, chew quickly, swallow, and wash down with water.
I'm super tired right now. I went to port dickson after lunch today. Ana invited us for jet ski. Me and imran drove baby satria all the way to p.d, convoy together gether with them. We arrived at p.d late in the evening, and it was too late for jet ski because the wave wasnt friendly. We had a boat ride instead. We watched the sunset. Yes, this is the ultimatum of mine and imran's conquest of finding a spot EVERY petang in putrajaya to watch the sunset. The boys got to have a dip in the sea. I dont think it would be wise if I jump, considering how lame my swimming skills are. Oh. i forgot, me and itek sang under the sea, and sort of did a musical, in the swimming pool, and the pak guard told imran to get us out of the pool because residence complained of the noise we were making..
Imran ordered sotong goreng tepung in a large amount for dinner. Everyone ate happily, but i was there deciding which jaw should i use to chew this thing down, and rolling my eyes as i did. Then we drove back to Bangi. Before dropping imran home, he cucuk card at petronas and my tank is full again. Horay.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
koo koo ka chu
I'm thinking.. i'm thinking i should change my webpage layout because i'm starting to get bored of how my layout looks like. Now i see Sarah blogging like a moron, and i'm not.
I have a dentist appointment tomorrow at 11. So this is it, goodbye funky teeth, hello proper brackets, rings, wires, and round rubber loop. After this, it will be difficult to eat again!!!!!!!!! It will be very very painful because i'm not extracting any tooth out. So it vibrates in a fix position. I will probably have a million blogs about the pain.
I have a dentist appointment tomorrow at 11. So this is it, goodbye funky teeth, hello proper brackets, rings, wires, and round rubber loop. After this, it will be difficult to eat again!!!!!!!!! It will be very very painful because i'm not extracting any tooth out. So it vibrates in a fix position. I will probably have a million blogs about the pain.
Saturday, May 09, 2009
o
In relation to the previous post; whatever that needs to be done, is done. I'm very well happy i did it. I did my Intention walk! Okay, thats so Asiaworks, i'll rephrase that in a common language that can be shared; I did model a vertical red striped bikini properly from the fishtank to the balcony without knocking people over. Senkiu *does a gracious buddhist bow* to itek, i now can goggle over the selection of NinaKimi's handmade leather sandals i can get. I'm very new to this, so i will sound sextra ecsited. Like this :DS-<
On the contrary, I am now on my bed, having only my purple underwear on because I cant find my air cond remote control. Plus, the other three remote control of the same air cond brand as mine, in this house, cant put up with the duty they have been set to, decided to leave the house and join and underground air cond remote contol society. With that happening, leaving everyone in the house arguing over MY (I say this because, i have my name on it, in green) remote control which I believe someone has misplaced, or the kids must have used it as a thermometer for their permainan doktor and pesakit. With my laptop on my lap, i'm sweating like ugly on my bed. Also, my mom heard that they have announced in some radio stations (those of what she listens to) that the heat is probably going to go on til September. I wish to sleep til September. I am thinking I can lose wait since its 3am and it feels like im in a sauna where everything is sticky.
I will come back and type more, because theres the last piece of ayam goreng kunyit on the table, and its mine!
On the contrary, I am now on my bed, having only my purple underwear on because I cant find my air cond remote control. Plus, the other three remote control of the same air cond brand as mine, in this house, cant put up with the duty they have been set to, decided to leave the house and join and underground air cond remote contol society. With that happening, leaving everyone in the house arguing over MY (I say this because, i have my name on it, in green) remote control which I believe someone has misplaced, or the kids must have used it as a thermometer for their permainan doktor and pesakit. With my laptop on my lap, i'm sweating like ugly on my bed. Also, my mom heard that they have announced in some radio stations (those of what she listens to) that the heat is probably going to go on til September. I wish to sleep til September. I am thinking I can lose wait since its 3am and it feels like im in a sauna where everything is sticky.
I will come back and type more, because theres the last piece of ayam goreng kunyit on the table, and its mine!
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
In approximately, 24 hours from now..
JENG JENG JENG!
No. I wont tell here. I'm afraid I'll jinx it.
Good posture. Shoulders back. Pelvis forward. Straight line. Head up. Focus.
Scared.
Imi's back btw. Much love to abudi's work.
No. I wont tell here. I'm afraid I'll jinx it.
Good posture. Shoulders back. Pelvis forward. Straight line. Head up. Focus.
Scared.
Imi's back btw. Much love to abudi's work.
Monday, May 04, 2009
back again,
I took imran's vaio away to play with, so that he'd be studying, instead of watching friends over and over again. Now I'll be on busy mode, watching friends over and over again.
I O.D-ed last week, because of those twisties wasabi flavoured chips. I regurtitated everything underneath the sun that i ate previously, including the twisties wasabi, that made a painful stinging, pulsating journey from my stomach bag til up north. I'm alright now. Just send your prayers to my toilet bowl. It suffered more than i did.
My next semester starts in a week and half. I need to get my house sorted out. Apparently, the contract between Segi and D'rimba Apartment ends on the 7th of May. Which means, students and empolyees of Segi who have been staying at Drimba has to move... to Cova Apartment. Cova sounds like an anthill. Or the Queen Ant, or anything that relates to insects. Cova is fully furnished, has wifi, and is walking distance to college. Its right opposite my college. Interesting how i dont have a chance to miss classes for the fun of it. But i'll have to say goodbye to my current house, which is sad, because C-UG-08 is my first ever crash pad. How do you say goodbye to 8 months of good times chasing away the pioneer housemates?
I'm happy being at home. Country Heights, i mean. My stomach is loved. My brain gets more rest than its suppose to. The children keeps me sane and entertained. Imran is 7 minutes away. I can smoke and take a dump whenever I want to, in which ever bathroom takes my fancy.. All is good, so far.
I O.D-ed last week, because of those twisties wasabi flavoured chips. I regurtitated everything underneath the sun that i ate previously, including the twisties wasabi, that made a painful stinging, pulsating journey from my stomach bag til up north. I'm alright now. Just send your prayers to my toilet bowl. It suffered more than i did.
My next semester starts in a week and half. I need to get my house sorted out. Apparently, the contract between Segi and D'rimba Apartment ends on the 7th of May. Which means, students and empolyees of Segi who have been staying at Drimba has to move... to Cova Apartment. Cova sounds like an anthill. Or the Queen Ant, or anything that relates to insects. Cova is fully furnished, has wifi, and is walking distance to college. Its right opposite my college. Interesting how i dont have a chance to miss classes for the fun of it. But i'll have to say goodbye to my current house, which is sad, because C-UG-08 is my first ever crash pad. How do you say goodbye to 8 months of good times chasing away the pioneer housemates?
I'm happy being at home. Country Heights, i mean. My stomach is loved. My brain gets more rest than its suppose to. The children keeps me sane and entertained. Imran is 7 minutes away. I can smoke and take a dump whenever I want to, in which ever bathroom takes my fancy.. All is good, so far.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Imi's sick...
Just when i am blogging again and I have full appearance on the internet, and i ada 'tick' dkt attendance Facebook, my laptop just HAD to crash. Apparently, it cant even start up to the Windows Vista logo anymore. The thing thats bugging me is: ITS BRAND NEW!!! DONT BRAND NEW STUFF HAVE THE ULTIMATE VIRUS FILTER SYSTEM OR SOMETHING CLOSELY RELATED THAT IT DOESNT CRASH????
It hasnt even been a month yet. My secret writing society(it cant be called a society when theres only one member, right? but heck), The Video i was working on, remember??? (Now i have to go buy Imran a proper anniversary present), are all gone. Or not they will soon be gone, because I didnt save a copy in an external hard drive. I dont have an external hard drive to begin with.
Now i dont have a toy to play with. I feel like shit. Nasty shit.
I'm blogging through my BIL's laptop.
It hasnt even been a month yet. My secret writing society(it cant be called a society when theres only one member, right? but heck), The Video i was working on, remember??? (Now i have to go buy Imran a proper anniversary present), are all gone. Or not they will soon be gone, because I didnt save a copy in an external hard drive. I dont have an external hard drive to begin with.
Now i dont have a toy to play with. I feel like shit. Nasty shit.
I'm blogging through my BIL's laptop.
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