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:: CATWOMAN ::

.Nurazreen. Azreen. Az.
.b_rokster75@hotmail.com.
.21 years. 15 January 1985. Capricorn.
.SHOPAHOLIC.
.KukuzRuffbabezInc.
.The Only Child.
.Batman's Beatiful One.
.Pampered. Affectionate. Vivacious. Mad. Dunno how to swim. Dunno how to cycle.


:: LOVES ::
Myself. Kukuz. My Batman. Abg Erza. Nora. Goatees. Toned Chests. Broad Shoulders. Nice Eyes. My Bed. My Hair. Chocolates. SHOPPING. FOOD. Cooking. Eating. Farting. Make Up. Late night car-rides. Long Bus Rides. Taking Pics. Crapping. Friendster Surfing. Investigating. Spending time with My Batman. White Tigers.


:: LOATHES ::
My Batman having to serve NS. Vegetables. THE Anneh. Mapleks. Apeks. Cockroaches. Lizards. Train Rides. Fruits. Crowds.

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:: ON MY PLAYLIST ::
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Californication - Live at Slane Castle


:: MY LOVED ONES ::
.Kak Efah.
.Beca Girl.
.My Kukuz.
.Poison Man Eater.
.Cow Udders Lover.
.Mystique Murmur Woman.
.My Batman's Lil Sis.
.Invisible Scream Siren.
.Wonder Legger Woman.
.Chan Meiling.
.Mr Fantastic.
.My Big Daddy Pimp.
.Elektra.
.Dee.
.Nadia.
.Emil.


:: TREASURED MEMORIES ::
.June 2005.

.July 2005.

.August 2005.

.September 2005.

.October 2005.

.November 2005.

.December 2005.

.January 2006.

.February 2006.

.March 2006.

.April 2006.

.May 2006.

.June 2006.


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Saturday, April 08, 2006

*my perut is so sakit right now so pardon me if i start blabbering nonsense in this entry or if my sentence structure is grammatically incorrect*

Nora, you like the song on my blog?

Tak padan tau si Siti Melor Sexy ni. Boleh sms lagi cakap dia tengah dengar lagu ni dan berjoget. Lagi boleh cakap kalau I letak lagu tekno slalu, nanti dia boleh joget sampai kurus. Buat orang ketawe kuat je kat dalam bus. Nasib baik time ketawe tu, I tak lepaskan my plastic bag of burgers. Kalau tak, tergolek lah burger I.

Now I know better than to bring Nora clubbing. If not, she will start dancing. Ade cacing agaknye kat dalam badan dia.

Oh Noreen, I think I found Awaluddin's Friendster profile la. You know, our primary school friend cum mata telor burong cum my next door neighbour cum the guy next door that I dun ever smile to. However, it's limited to those he's closely connected to so I couldn't view his pictures. His primary photo is Spongebob Squarepants la!

I'm sure it is him though because he has Nurul Ain on his list. You know that irritating Nurul Ain?

I'm so mean! Yes Shaikhah, I'm referring to the same Nurul Ain who was from your class back in Cedar la.

So anyways, I'll try to search for his link again and then I'll pass it to you and then you can send him a message and ask if it's him because I think there's a higher chance of him replying to you instead of me as I think there's some sort of silent rift or animosity going on between us!

Do you know that he will refuse to take the lift with me? For God knows what reason I also do not know. Maybe I've got body odour and it will kill him to be in the lift with me for less than 10 seconds.

Each time he sees me from far, he will do a double take and walk in a completely different direction. Sanggup tau balik rumah amik jalan jauh just to avoid me. Jantan takde bola agaknye. Takot dengan aku agaknye.

This entire week has been hectic. Exhaustive. What with the increasing school workload. Actually not that much la. Just that essays normally take up too much of my time. You do know I'm a pretty long-winded person so I certainly do not have problems completing an essay.

It's just a matter of when will I complete the essay because I'll be going on and on and on and on. Macam keretapi takde break. It doesn't help that the essay topics are so so very interesting and there's so much information that I'm able to gather. Ape lagi. Panjang lebar la essay aku.

If only they had such interesting topics back during my jc years. General Paper would have been my favourite subject la!

Like on Wednesday, I started my essay at 11pm and I only finished close to 6am! Sumpah! Tak bedek! I did take that long to complete my essay. Granted I did take time off to read blogs and surfed around but I didn't do much of that. So in the end, I did not sleep on Wednesday night/Thursday morning.

So Nora, sorry eh kalau yang Khamis malam tu I jumpe you and I looked like a zombie ke. Panda ke. Hantu ke. Momok ke. Especially dengan rambot I yang rebang tu. Ade orang tu nak gi tuition on Khamis malam tapi masih sempat jengok dari tingkat dua nak tengok kalau I naik bas ke tak. Kepo eh dia! Ngintip orang nanti mata tembel tau. Lagi-lagi kalau ngintip orang jambu macam i ni.

It's funny how I had gone without sleep throughout Wednesday night and Thursday morning, and I had to teach tuition after school and when I went to meet my parents after that for some grocery shopping at Giant Bedok, I still had lots of energy in me.

We were on the travelator. It was me and my mom together and Ayah was behind us. Then I saw this 17 inch LCD TV with built-in DVD player which cost $799. So I told my mom how nice it would be if I had that in my room. So of course moms will always say something along the lines of:

"Ah. Yelah. Duit maner nak cari?"

Then I don't know why, I smiled and I started giggling over her comment and I ran up the travelator. I kid you not.

I ran up the travelator to the 2nd floor.

So imagine what the other people behind me on the travelator saw. My fat ass together with my thunder thighs jiggling all the way up the travelator. Sunggoh tak senonoh. I hope they didn't have nightmares after that.

So while my parents were looking at foodstuff, I left them and went over to the ladies section where they sold all the facial wash and shampoo and stuff la. Giant started playing We Will Rock You by Queen.

So I started singing out loud to the song followed by a few head banging moves.

This proves that either I was glad I was done with my essay or I'm like a Duracell bunny with abundant energy. Maybe I had just gone plain bonkers.

Actually those who know me well should know that I can go on and on and on no matter how tired I am. I can still go out even if I'm tired. I can still stay up to listen to people's problems even if I'm tired. I can even stay out even if I'm tired and dying to go home. Unless of course I'm way way too tired with no ounce of energy left.

Does this entry serve a purpose? No I guess. I have been blabbering about totally random stuff.

Oh oh my students just now were so cute! I had to teach brother and sister at the same time. So the Sister calls me Kak Azreen while the brother calls me Cher. Yes. A Singaporean student's way of calling their Teacher.

"So Hafis, how does the ginger reproduce?"
"By animals!"
"No...... Do u even noe wat a ginger is?"
"I noe! Bawang!" (dgn penoh semangat)


By that time, the sister laughed.

"No lah. Bawang is onion!"
"Ohhhh....."
"So again let me ask u how does the ginger reproduce?"
"But I duno wat a ginger is!"
"Ginger is halia laaaah..."
"Ehhh? Betol?"
"Yes. Tak percaye eh? Go ask ur mom"
"Ibuuuu!! Ginger is halia eh??!!"
"Yes"


Then another time...

"Cher... Wat are testis?"

I was busy explaining to the sister some stuff so when I heard his question, I went:

"Waaaaaattt??!"
"Testis... See..."


Looked at the options on his multiple choice question...

"Ohhhh... Testis... Testies are.........."

By that time, the sister started giggling. The sister is in Primary 6 and the brother is in Primary 5 so clearly she knew what testis are.

"Testis are... Gawd Hafis! Ur teacher should have taught u kan?"
"I forgot already. Heh..."
"Ummm... Okkkaaaayyy... Testis are......."
(I started flipping thru his textbook)
"These!" (I pointed out to the picture)

"OHHHH!!!" (and he started giggling!)

"Cher, wat are sperms?"
(masyAllah budak ni!)
"Sperms come from the male's testis. They will travel up into the woman's womb, only 1 of them will fertilize the egg and that's how u get a baby..."
"Ohhh... then how do they look like?"
(oh gawd! i hate the chapter on reproduction!)
"Sperms look like tadpoles!" (the sister exclaimed)


And another time...

"Cher, frogs give birth right?"
"NOOO!!"
"Yes! That time I saw on Discovery Channel!"


The sister butted in:

"No. Those were not frogs!"
"Yes! I saw!"
"No! Itu lain!"
"No! Really! They said frogs give birth!"
"Noooo!!"

"Ok dah dah. Enough the 2 of u... Frogs lay eggs..."


I found out the mom used to teach at Pertapis during the time I was there as a student. Shall korek for my Pertapis report cards and see if I had an Ustazah Jamaliah who taught me.

Then I had another Primary 3 chinese boy who asked me:

"Why my house got no chimney ah?"
"Oh because u live in a HDB flat. Chimneys must be built from the roof all the way to the floor..."
"Ohhh then how Santa Claus sent my presents? Every yr I got presents leh. He come in from where?"
"Ummm... ummm... later u ask ur mummy and daddy. Maybe they never lock the door on Christmas Eve so that Santa Claus can come in..."


I seriously didn't have the heart to tell him that Santa Claus does not exist.

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Falling in love with someone isn't always going to be easy. It is often filled with anger and tears. It is when you want to be together despite it all, that is when you are truly in love.

Love puts the fun in together, the sad in apart, the hope in tomorrow and the joy in the heart. Whenever we are apart, it feels like a part of me is missing. Then I remembered...

It's because you have my heart.

And whenever we are apart, there is one pain that I often feel. It's caused by the absence of you.

When you meet that special someone, you will understand why it didn't work out with anyone else. Love is afterall, is just a word till someone you meet gives it a meaning.

And it was you who gave me the meaning of love...

I Love You Ansari

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4/08/2006 03:09:00 AM