999 Possibilities

( 897 )

Today, I learned new lessons in life. Which are:

1. Absent mindedness can cause suffering.

2. Locks are similar to double edged swords.

3. Cracking combinations needs to be done CAREFULLY. As in, the dials needs to be turned oh SO SO SO carefully. You don't want to miss anything and suffer.

Yes. I learnt all this due to an unfortunate incident that happened today. This morning, as usual, I locked my locker using the 3 digit lock. But today I somehow reset the combination, which I discovered to my dismay when I got back. My locker, is LOCKED.

3 digit combo means 999 possibilities. Thus I began with a list. I listed 000 til 100. Though it would've work with 010 til 100 anyway. Or no list at all, as Mai told me. Egh. Anyway, with each number (010, 020, 030...100) I turned the first dial from 0 - 9 before crossing it out and proceeding to the next number.

At 097, as I turned the first dial, I noticed that the lock got a little loose but decided to ignore it and proceed with the list. Which was a big mistake. But at least, I got enough sense in me to put a star next to 097 so that I could get back to it if all else fails. So yeah, got done with my list. Didn't get it open. Went back to 097 only to discover 897. The combo. HESH.

Anyway, I have finals starting next week:

4/11/09

(Wednesday) - APPLICABLE MATHEMATICS

[ 9 - 11 A.M]

6/11/09

(Friday) - CHEMISTRY

[ 9 - 11 A.M]

9/11/09

(Monday) - COMPUTER STUDIES

- PHYSICS

12/11/09

(Thursday) - BIOLOGY

[ 9 - 11 A.M]

16/11/09

(Monday) - IELTS (latihan)

17/11/09 - 4/1/10: SEM BREAK YEAH! HOHO.

Oh yes, I've decided to drop Physics next sem. Am taking Malay Studies instead. Which is NOT BM. Hehe. I'll be able to focus on Math next year. :) get Band 8 (at least) for my IELTS (which is kinda like TOEFL), get TER 90, fly to NZ and become a dentist. Insya'Allah.

What else? Oh yes, of course. I'm tackling Shakespeare at the moment. :) Done reading the exquisitely beautiful A Midsummer Night's Dream. Am reading Macbeth. Will proceed with The Tempest next~ Lalala~

A Tale Of Two Cakes & A song in 3 languages.

Oh. Hm. Well, I got another cake, one which did not require me to use my own money. So yeah, had a lil' bday party with food and cards and all. It's nice, but I'm just way too exhausted to actually care much. Not that I don't though. =_= *sigh* My DLSR died and I couldn't find the charger, so no pretty pics for me. *sighhhhh*

I've only been 18 for two days and life already sucked more. How is this possible? No, I think it's just me. D: Being an adult is not fun.

Anyway, to cheer myself up, I'd like to recount what happened YESTERDAY. Which was a helluva lot more fun for me

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12:00 A.M, 23/10/2009, Room 7/511, Akasia, Shah Alam.

*pintu terbuka*

Haslinda & Fatimah: *opens my door* Dah kul 12, Happy Birthday!

Me: Thank you~

12:02 A.M

SMS - Rai: I can't find the reason why God gave you to me, but that's not the question to be asked, maybe the question is how did God know that I needed a friend like u...Happy Birthday!! May all your wishes be granted!

Me: Aww thanks Rai! :D

12:03 A.M

SMS - Mai: Boo!

Me: *smiles* Boo! Haha thanks :)

12:08 A.M

SMS - Dayana: Pot...happy birthday! May u have a happy life...and hopefullyall ur dreams will come true :) and David arc rocks!

Me: *replied at 12:41A.M* hehe thnks! :D sor lambat reply. Tadi Ichi call aku dr Russia. Gle terharu aku! :D

12:09 A.M

Phone Call - Ichi: Pot...

Me: ...*tears up* ICHI!!! *tries hard not to cry* *proceed to talking for half and hour* :D :D :D

Ichi's phone call from Niznhy, Russia is the best present/surprise for my birthday this year :)

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(Morning At Class)

1. Mama called and wished me "Happy Birthday".

2. Me: *talking to a friend*

(suddenly it was noisy and I'm like: Apsal bising ni, *menoleh kebelakang* Note: I sit in the frontest seat smacked in front of the lecturer's desk o.O')

It seems, my whole class was singing "Happy Birthday"! They started in mandarin, then in English and lastly Malay~ :D like awwwwwwwwwwwwwww so sweet.

I liked that a lot! looking over my shoulder at the smiling and cheerful faces of my singing classmates :) Beautiful. Something I can remember, definitely.

(Night at Home)

3. Dila called to wish me Happy Birthday properly :) Huhu.

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*a few mins ago*

Phone Call - Abang: Happy Birthday, Yana...*proceed to talking bout stuff in general* :)

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So yeah, My birthday didn't suck at all actually. I'm just overreacting due to the KTM incident. Like seriously, I think being in a crowded train for that long scarred me for life. Squished like that. Ugh.

:) I'm happy and cheery now.

P.S: I think my cheery mood also has something to do with hanging out with Nazmi (my cool laid back cousin) and my lil bro in my room. Nothing like talking to a dude about random shit haha :) It's therapeutic I tell you.

P.P.S: Thanks for calling Abang. ^_^

KTM ate my soul

3 hours 45 effing minutes in the KTM.

WAS JUST TOO MUCH FOR ME!!!

Shah Alam to KL Setral

KL Sentral to UKM

SCREW THE WORLD.

If people radiate radioactivity when they're pissed off, I would have probably nuked our whole solar system today. Had my ear phones on though, thank GOD and Abang, for my dearest, precious iPod to drown out people's chatter and soothe my cracking nerves. T . T

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I went home yesterday because it was my effing birthday. I thought if I came home I'd get cake.

But everybody was busy n stuff so fine, postpone to today. But I have Islamic Studies finals so I had to go back this morning. Dad dropped me off at the KTM Serdang. Fine. Train got delayed thus more people started to fill the station. Time was running out. I started to panic.

When the train finally arrived people bustled and pushed like maniacs n stuffed freaking STUFFED themselves into the tin can like suicidal sardines. Naturally I didn't get in. I have issues with personal space. PANIC attack.

After weighing my options I got into a taxi which costed me RM53. Yeah. I killed my wallet. And guess what? The taxi driver did NOT know how to get to INTEC?! YIPPIE. I practially cried in the taxi, silently of course. Not sure if the dude noticed.

Anyway, somehow I managed to arrive before my exam started. Fine.

The next task was to get back home. Took another taxi back to KTM Shah Alam, RM 4.90. Ok. Wait for a freaking hour. To my horror there was 9 stops to get to KL Sentral from Shah Alam and another 8 stops to get to UKM from KL Sentral. It was CROWDED as heck. And guess what? The air conditioner in the train didn't work. And the train from KL Sentral to UKM got cancelled. SO I hadta wait SOME MORE.

I HATE WAITING.

Got home, got mad, wrecked my room.

All I wanted was an effing cake but

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, what I got was,

"Sape suruh balik?". HAH

AHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

No cake.

UPDATE:

I drove around my neighbourhod mindlessly to calm myself.

and guess what? Got MYSELF an effing CAKE.

A chocolate black forest. (RM28.oo)

SO YEAH! Hmph.

Excuse me, now I'm going to feed my anger.

:'(

UPDATE 2:

D:

So much for my 'happy' birthday...

18 to be

Right, I don't feel like studying for tomorrow's Organic Chemistry quiz. Nyeee. As for my Issue Analysis aural (tomorrow also)...huh, I'll work that out in the bus tomorrow morning. Not that I'm not adequately prepared or anything. Just, haih. No la.

Anyway, tomorrow I shall breach a border. It's nice to know that by tomorrow I'll be walking around as a person who have lived 18 years on this planet :)

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It should be significant, shouldnt it?

.....................oh well.

What bothers me a little is that I don't know at exactly what time was I given birth to.

:S ...I would like to know.

That aside, I'm alive. That's what matters.

As for 'feeling' alive? I've given up on that 3 years ago.

So yeah. Hooray for my beating heart.

Alhamdulillah.

I've also realised that I'm as anti-social one can get without being virtually friendless. Haha. Then again it's good news for my buds, if needed, I'll martyr myself for you, my dearest acquaintances, you, the few people I genuinely care for.

As for my family, I think, I would like to thank them for being there for me, always.

Mama, thank you for your endless support and love.

Papa too :)

Abang, thanks for being who you are. A great brother whom I can look up to.

Adi, thank you for being awesomely obedient and cute :P Haha.

Kak Ema, ma kasih sebab masak lauk best2

n tolong angkat brg naik tangga sampai tingkat 5 tiap Ahad hahaha...(malu je > . <)

The need to heed the calls of duty as a creature of god has never been greater. I am one with many flaws, I am human. Being human is not an excuse though, so I'll start with something simple. Here and now, I promise to myself that I shall try my best to convert my Qarin.

18 To Be

Perhaps it is great,

That I am 18 to be,

For I'm no longer afraid,

Of the demons in me.

Perhaps it is fabulous,

That I am 18 to be,

For I'm less reckless,

Than the 17 year old me.

Perhaps it is spectacular,

That I am 18 to be,

For I'm less peculiar,

Than the 13 year old me.

So, onwards to tomorrow,

Where lies lessons of life,

Yet to be learned,

Yet to be earned,

By this 18 to be.

P.S: I actually got my birthday present two weeks ago :P Got myself a brand spanking new laptop. Sony VAIO (VGN - SR26GN). Haha. AND I got myself David's new CD hehe~

HIATUS note

Things are in motion. LOTS of things. Thus, I'm posting a note, reminding myself, that I'm on a blogging HIATUS.