L I Y A N A' S . T H O U G H T S

_______________________________________Monday, February 28, 2005
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'My Mum would love you...'

Mood: Housewifey

My friend came over my house because he needed help with the sewing of his uniform. I had jus finished with the housechores and was about to start with preparing dinner when he came by. The sewing was done in a matter of minutes since i used the sewing machine and he complimented me or rather by saying, 'My mum would love you.' I said my thanks, served him some dessert and started on dinner.

The menu is:
Black Pepper Beef Stir Fry
4 Spice Potatoes
Toufu Soup
Rice.

Once I was done with that, we had dinner first. And he was gushing cos most of his female friends can't cook. Once again, he said that his mum would love me. Then a thought occured to me. I have heard that line one too many times from alot of male friends and guys that I was interested in but never started a relationship with.
Who came out with that line anyway?
Not implying anything but, I'm interested in their sons.. not them.
Why cant they say, 'I would love you.'?
Even better if they said, 'I love you even more.'
Why can't someone jus tell me the above mentioned dialog in my face while holding my hands, looking at my eyes, smiling sweetly and sincerely meaning it?
haiz...
*pop*
I'm glad I popped that bubble before it grew too big.
Oh well... Mrs Reality, here I come in your footsteps..

posted by AimiLiyana 11:34 pm

_______________________________________Sunday, February 27, 2005
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Teeming like ants..

Mood: Frustrated

I know that most people spend their Sundays with family. Usually, the time spent is by eating together may it be at a hawker centre, picnic or places that sell... well, food. And when I say family, I mean extended family. From grandparents to the youngest grandchild in the pram. They would head on to the best eating place that was advertised in the papers or televised on the morning talkshow. Apparently, the place that I have been heading to was recomended by the local morning talkshow and thus, my 'sacred' Pari Panggang place was intruded by these families. I knew good things wouldn't last. The virgin Tanjung Pagar Railway Station has been devirginized. Just was the scene tonight when I went there for dinner. It was teeming or rather swarmed with half the population of the malay commmunity. New stalls have even sprouted. Now they offer another satay stall, a dessert stall, and this kueh that u have to eat with red sugar[unfortunately, i'm not familiar with most malay kueh's name. -_-"]. There weren't anywhere to sit either. everyplace was taken up and everyone was milling around hoping to get seats. And there was even a waiting line for the seafood restaurant Fir Iqbal. 1 freaking hr. Haiz... I just can't believe it. I have now lost a great place to eat and chill. We ended up having dinner at Beach Rd. Thats where I had kebabs. The kebab is superb.. u can actually taste the herbs that he uses. but note.. turkish guys are such flirts. Anyhow, we drove around Deskar Rd and Geylang.. Don't ask me why but some of my bros wanted to see the ladies of the night and my dad actually complied...
Im bushed and frustrated that i didnt get my BBQ stingray. Weekdays will be the days I go there then :(
Kooky Flirt

posted by AimiLiyana 12:30 am

_______________________________________Friday, February 25, 2005
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Movie Review: Howl's Moving Castle.

Mood: Clutch Fever....

Yesterday, I went to watch the movie Howl's Moving Castle with Fadh. It was based on a novel by Diana Wynne Jones and the animation was directed by Hayao Miyazaki. He was also the master behind Spirited Away, The Cat Returns and Princess Mononoke.
Howl's Moving Castle was about this girl, a hat maker, conveniently named Sofie Hatter. She was put under a spell by the Witch of the Wastes and turned into an old woman. Hoping that the passing wizard Howl would help her, she seeked his castle that looks like a robot with 4 chicken legs and some protuding parts that looks like those u can find on a male body. The moving castle is powered by the fire demon Calcifer who looks like a hamster. hehe
Anyway, the story is really heartwarming as Howl's apprentice Markl gets used to being treated as a child rather than an apprentice. Getting the love and attention all children needs. It also unfold the mystery of Howl's cold heartedness towards life. The romantic comedy has a fairy tale ending but its not as lame as those depicted in Disney's pictures..

posted by AimiLiyana 11:17 pm

_______________________________________Tuesday, February 22, 2005
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Happy Birthday Mum!! and Fizah too..

Happy 47th Birthday to my Mum.
Happy 23rd Birthday to Hafizah.

May you be blessed with health and happiness always.. InsyaAllah.

Mood: Tired after BBQ and a full day of chores.

The Chalet at Aloha Loyang was good. There was Fiza's family and us. We get to meet Zaza and Yan too. Dah lama tak nampak si kecik tu. we jus mingled and ate and talk. but after every left, Nish, Ratib, Luq, Fiza and I had an interesting 'forum' about religion mainly. We exchanged thoughts and news from ard the world. What makes it interesting is that the conversation was going at full force for 3 hours without us knowing it. And then the conversation led to sleeping posture and dreams.. hahah that funny talking abt sleepwalking and sleep talking.. by 5, we were all asleep but i had to make do with the freeking cold tiled floor cos the bed can't accomodate my height. i was up by 8. Tried to make small talk with Fiza's grandma but we were on the wrong bandwith. Then I fall asleep again at 9 and woke up again at 11. Its tiring sleeping like this cos u don't get the deserved rest. Anyway, we showered, had lunch at MacDonald's and I was sent home by 2.30pm. Remember how tired I was? once I was in bed, I was asleep. I didnt wake up all the way till 8pm. Ate dinner, checked my mails, made a few phonecalls and was asleep again at 12. [dead tired]

So today is both my mum's and fiza's actual birthday. My parents brought me to Learning Capital where Diplomas in Pre School Teaching is offered. I'm still tinking abt it. I have 2 weeks to decide. While we were here, my dad who was standing next to me, smsed me to inform my aunt to come over our house to have a surprise party for my mum.. Why can't he jus tell me? Then we went to Sengkang mall or something. I get to buy a pair of sandals and then window shop at the many jewellery stores. They have many many pretty diamonds. I want.. I just love the Destinee cut.. Esp the Destinee Trinity ring. But it would set me back a few dollars [more like $4000++].. haiz..

Anyway, my dad asked my mum to choose a piece of jewellery for her bday present but she didnt like any but ended up choosing 2 pieces from this silver shop. The pieces are beautiful. One of them is a 1 inch ring with geometric onyx on the face. The other is an open ended with mother of pearl inset.

We rushed home with a menu of KFC, satay, watermelon, grapes and sinful chocolate cake. yumm... I was full. My aunt gave her a purple batik handbag. I can see that she enjoyed her day.. and there were lotsa left over food.

weepee!! hehe i love the chocolate cake..

*Burp* S'cuse me ;p

posted by AimiLiyana 10:18 pm

_______________________________________Saturday, February 19, 2005
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Valentine week...

Mood: Hot.. the swealtering heat is getting to me

anyway, I have been going for my driving practical lessons the whole week and i tend to speed alot. and my hand, feet and brain coordination has alot to buck up.. But im improving.. and i finally received my ATT result.. guess wot.. hehehehe I failed. hahahahha retake it again i must.

My first lesson was okay. Had an instructor named Alvin. He is okay jus that he gave me or rather bombard with many instructions while my brain was racing and deciding if I should brake, accelerate, close my eyes, switch on the wipers, strangle myself or ask him to repeat the instructions again... yes.. thats what really happened in my head.

The second lesson I had was with the instructor named Subra. He looks young but he's old. Since I didnt have my PDL with me, i went round and round the circuit like a few hundred times... this time round i have to practice on braking without breaking my neck and the instructor's too.. Gently.. [I'm beginning to think that i'm a hazard to the roads.]

So today is saturday. I was at Darwish's place yesterday to babysit them for a while. He is as cheeky as ever. Keeps hugging me and giving me wet kisses on my cheeks cos he say I look beautiful. And a child never lies. WooHoo!! He makes my day every time.

Note: A child under the age of 5 is perpetually sticky. No scientific reasons found.

anyway, Tomorrow, I have to be at my grandma's place in the morning cos Indera jus had his circumscision. His mum made a doa selamat for his bday too. In the afternoon, meet Fadh for movie and then head off to Hafizah's 23rd bday party at the Aloha Loyang. I'll be overnighting cos Nish is and so would Imran, Ratib and Luq. My stuff are already packed so there won't be much fuss tmr.

I'll update soon.

posted by AimiLiyana 4:33 pm

_______________________________________Monday, February 14, 2005
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Happy Buying-bouquets-of-Roses-that-cost-u-your-Head Day...

Mood: Filled with BBQ Stingray

For the past 4 years, I have always spent my Feb 14th with Nish. Always. the most pathetic part was abt 3 yrs back we wnet to watch Kate and Leopold. We were in the cinema full of couples making out and stuff. Gross.
Anyway, today I went to Tanjong Pagar Railway Station to eat along with Sharom. Fadh joined us later. He had went to NUH to visit a friend who was involved in an accident. Pretty bad i heard. I pray he gets better.
I had a craving for Pari Panggang the past few days.. Finally. It was hot.. HOT. chilli padi hot. but i guess they were understaffed so the wait was pretty long. And I realised there are a few more new stalls. there's one selling sop kambing and kacang pool. theres also another selling hotdogs, vadai, popiah and keropok lekor. the keropok is nice.. better compared to ones selling at some bazaar. not much flour, more fish.
We also had Kangkong and Tom Yam soup... oooh but not spicy enuf. So after a filling dinner, a few conversations, we headed off east. Sent Fadh off, then me...
tired... but fun. I miss someone.. but i don't think he misses me.
Oh and by the way, I have yet to get the results for my ATT. Its lost in transportation... and tmr is my practical... aaahhh nervous..
all the best to me.. hehhe
gd nite everybody

posted by AimiLiyana 11:25 pm

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Sanubari

Mood: Emotionally tired

the past few days have been emotionally draining for me. things that i have not planned on doing happened and it accidentally hurt me and someone else's feelings. i was dreadfully apologetic. feelings have always been my weakness. I have not yet mastered the technique of controlling it. it has hurt me so many times in the past. letting myself get run over. seperti digilis.. naive words without thought has always blurted out. i wish i can stop it. or filter it. in normal circumstances, the other party would have left me without reason. even after i have explained. curahkan perasan sanubariku.. but for some reason this someone still stayed. i will appreciate this for all time. we are in the same boat of depression. always a sampan for two, never a titanic.all this time, i missed crying my eyes out. and i did it when we argued. initially, it jus dripped but when it started flowing, its salty taste on my lips, streaming around my chin and finally forming a small pool at where i stood, it felt all better. morbid as it sounds, i always feel better after a good cry. cherish is what i'll do to that someone. u know i need u to hold me firmly to the ground. i would do the same to u. what we need is each other's company, shoulders and trust. jackassness is optional.. setiap kali bertemu, senyumanmu andai seperti sinaran suria.. putting all these in the past, i pray it wld make this stronger. you taught me how to live again, to laugh again, to imagine again, to trust again, to see again and to learn again.. i thank you.

posted by AimiLiyana 3:54 pm

_______________________________________Saturday, February 12, 2005
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Quotes, quotes, quotes...

Mood: Twisties salted and barbequed..

Friday afternoons,
lunch of Twisties,
songs by Aerosmith,
Naruto marathons...

I came across Terry Pratchett's official website. Its kinda cool but not as cool as the website for his famous quotes. I had a good laugh when I read most of them.. so I wrote them down to remember them always... But along with it, there are other quotes that I would like to share. About Love, Art and Life...

Terry Pratchett's Quotes:

-Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life- what a way to die man.. hahah this is my fav..

-He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting 'All the Gods are bastards.'-

-People who are rather more than six feet tall and nearly as broad across the shoulders often have uneventful journeys. People who jumpout at them from behind rocks then say things like, 'Oh. Sorry. I thought you were someone else.'-

-Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself-

-This isn't life in the fast lane, it's life in the oncoming traffic-

-'They can tak' our live but they can never tak' our freedom!' Now there's a battle cry not designed by a clear thinker...- Terry on Braveheart.

-I'm sure we can arrange an academic scholarship for Detritus. Troll cheerleaders would be nice: 'Two... four... er... many... lots'.- how trolls count.. not academically inclined tho..

-'Zoology, eh? That's a big word, isn't it?' 'No, actually it isn't,' said Tiffany. 'Patronizing is a big word. Zoology is really quite short.'- Tiffany to a travelling teacher in The Wee Free Men.

-Light thinks it travels faster than anything but its wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and its waiting for it.'- Reaper Man, In Senses/Sights.

Quotes of Love:

-The best proof of love is to trust- Joyce Brothers

-Perfect is rare indeed- for to be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar and the fortitude of the certain.- Leo Buscaglia

-Friendship oftens ends in love, but love in friendship- Never.- Charles Caleb Colton

-We are all born for love. It is the principle of existance, and its only end.- Benjamin Disraeli

-The art of love... is largely the art of persistance- Albert Ellis

-Where there is love there is life- Mahatma Gandhi

-Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.- Javan

-Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.- Lao-Tzu

-It is remarkable how similar the pattern of love is to the pattern of insanity- Merovingian, The Matrix-Revolutions

-To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead- Bertand Russell

-A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love- Stendhal

Quotes on Relationships

-The entire sum of existance is the magic of being needed by just one other person.- Vi Putnam

Quotes on Art

-Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.- Albert Camus

-An artist cannot fail; it is a success to be one.- Charles Horton Codey

-An artist makes beautiful things without being aware of it- Edgar Degas

and the best quote of all is on Military

-The best armour is staying out of gun-shot- Italian proverb

posted by AimiLiyana 2:58 pm

_______________________________________Friday, February 11, 2005
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-want to do something wrong,do it right!hahah!-fadhil

posted by AimiLiyana 3:44 pm

_______________________________________Thursday, February 10, 2005
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The Wee Free Men

Mood: Beachy cos Raggae is playing on my media player

Verdict: I've finished the book The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett a few days ago. And I have also done some research on it. The book written for young adults is hilarious. I enjoyed it from the first page till the last. The Wee Free Men or also called the Nac Mac Feegles are a bunch of fierce drinking-fighting-stealing pictsies that left me laughing on train floors, bedroom floors and pretty much everywhere that I went. Even though I can't speak well with a Scottish accent, I can actually hear it when the Feegles talk. But I had to put the book down ever so often when they were in the Queen's land because of all the nightmare that surrounds them especially when its woven by the scary looking dromes were really really scary. The nightmares can be so real that I dreamt them myself for example the part where they were brought into the masked ball where every person has a head of an animal and goes, 'Fuwah fuwaah fuwah..' Its like what I fear.. clowns and all things human mascots...[ yes. people who don an animal costume. the gigantic ones i mean.]

And I think I'm a witch. hehe. sometimes, I have premonitions and some of the dreams that i dreamt about do come true, how bizarre it may be, it still do come true.

Anyway, here are the best parts of the book:

The first time that Tiffany saw the Nac Mac Feegles..

" There were no flying feathers, and nothing like the panic a fox would cause. But the chickens were clucking excitedly, and Prunes, the cockerel, was strutting nervously up and down. One of the hens looked a bit embarassed. Tiffany lifted it up quickly.
There were two tiny blue, red-haired men underneath. They were each holding an egg clasped in their arms. They looked up with very guilty expressions.
'Ach, no!' said one. 'It's the bairn! She's the hag...'
'You're stealing our eggs,' said Tiffany. 'How dare you! And I'm not a hag!'
The little men looked at one another, and then at the eggs.
'Whut eiggs?' said one.
'The eggs you are holding,' said Tiffany meaningfully.
'Whut? Oh, these? These are eiggs, are they?' said the one who'd spoken first, looking at the eggs as if he's never seen them before. 'There's a thing. And there was us thinking they was, er, stones.'
'Stones,' said the other one nervously.
'We crawled under yon chookie for a wee bitty warmth,' said the first one. 'And there was all there things, we though' they was stones which was why the puir fowl was clucking all the time...'
'Clucking,' said the second one, nodding vigorously.
'... so we took pity on the puir thing and-'
'Put... the... eggs...back,' said Tiffany slowly
The one who hadn't been doing much talking nudge the other one. 'Best do as she says,' he said. 'It's a' gang agley. Ye canna cross an Aching, an' this one's a hag. She dinged Jenny, an' no one ha' ever done that afore.'
'Aye, I didna think o' that...'
Both of the tiny men put the eggs back very carefully. One of them even breathed on the shell of his and made a show of polishing it with the ragged hem of his kilt.
'No harm done, mistress,' he said.

hehehhe eiggs and stones..

When Tiffany the witch told a feegle how she wished her cat, Ratbag, would stop catching baby birds..

" 'Flappitty-flappitty flap! Cheep, cheep! Ach, poor wee me, cheepitty cheep!'
Tiffany ran over to the window.
There was a Feegle on the path. It had made itself some crude wings out of a piece of rag, and a kind of beaky cap out of straw, and was wobbling around in a circle like a wounded bird.
'Ach, cheepitty-cheep! Fluttery-flutter! I certainly hope dere's no' a pussycat around! Ach, dearie me!' it yelled.
And down the path Ratbag, archenemy of all baby birds, slunk closer, drooling. As Tiffany opened her mouth to yell, he leaped and landed with all four feet on the little man.
Or at least where the little man had been, because he had somersaulted in midair and was now right infront of Ratbag's face and had grabbed a cat ear in each hand.
'Ach, see you, pussycat, scunner that y'are!' he yelled. 'Here's a giftie from the t'wee burdies, yah schemie!'
He butted the cat hard on the nose. Ratbag spun in the air and landed on his head with his eyes crossed. He squinted in cold terror as the little man leaned down on him and shouted, 'CHEEP!'
Then he levitated in the way that cats do and become a ginger streak, rocketing down the path through the open door, and shooting past Tiffany to hide under the sink.
The Feegle looked up, grinning, and saw Tiffany. "

aaw the wee burdies have allies...

She have jus been promoted to be a temporary kelda.. the overseer of the Feegles. This part when she met a young gonnagle [ a mousepipe apprentice] called No'-as-big-as-Medium-Sized-Jock-but-bigger-than-Wee-Jock-Jock. What a mouthful..

" 'You've been watching me all the time?'
'Aye, mistress. 'Tis oour task to watch o'er our kelda. I'm up here most o' the time anyway, because I'm studying to become a gonnagle.' The young Feegle flourished a set of mousepipes. 'An' they willna let me play doon there on account o' them sayin' my playin' sounds like a spider tryin' to fart through its ears, mistress' "

cute ain't it.. a spider trying to fart thru its ears.. I wonder how I sound like if I try to fart thru my ears.. hahahahhaha

They were all in the Jolly Sailor tobacco bag's cover. At the beach of golden sand and calm seas. Tiffany was trying to save them all from the Queen and the Feegles were checking the lighthouse for any hiding dromes.. Apparently they saw a bottle of kerosene and thinking it was jus a bottle of strong beer, they have drunk it..

" 'What would that be, then?' said Daft Wullie in a slow, careful voice. 'Would it be the stuff in a kind o' big bottle kind o' thingie?'
'Wi' a wee skull and crossbones on it?' said Rob Anybody.
'Yes, probably, and it's horrible stuff,' said Tiffany. 'It'd make you terribly ill if you drink it.'
'Really?' said Rob Anybody thoughtfully. 'That's verra... interesting. What sort o' ill would that be, kind o' thing?'
'I thing you'd probably die,' said Tiffany.
'We're already dead,' said Rob Anybody.
'Well, you'd be very, very, sick, then,' said Tiffany. She gave him a strong look. 'It's flammable, too. It's a good thing you didn't drink it, isn't it?'
Daft Wullie belched loudly. There was a strong smell of kerosene.
'Aye,' he said.
Tiffany went and fetched Wentworth. Behind her, there was some muffled whispering as the pictsies went into a huddle.
'I told yez the wee skull on it meant we shouldna touch it!'
'Big Yan said that showed it wuz strong stuff! An' things ha' come to a pretty pass, ye ken, if people are going to leave stuff like that aroound where innocent people could accidentally smash the door doon and lever the bars aside and take the big chain off 'f the cupboard and pick the lock and drink it!'
'What's flammable mean?'
'It means it catches fire!'
'Okay, okay, dinna panic. No belchin', and none of youse is to tak' a leak anywhere near any naked flames, okay? And act nat'ral.'
Tiffany smiled to herself, Pictsies seemed very hard to kill. Perhaps believing you were already dead made you immune."

hehehhe when you drink kerosene, don't take a piss at naked flames.. a worthy advice I may say...

Lastly, based on Braveheart's war cries and Higlander's last words, the Feegle's went like this..

'They can tak' oour lives but they canna tak' oour trousers!'
'Ye'll tak' the high road an' I'll tak' yer wallet!'
'There can only be one t'ousand!'
'Ach! Stick it up yer trakkans!'
But the voices came together in one roar that shook the walls:
'Nae King! Nae Quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna be fooled again!'

I love this book. Thanks a million to the owner..

posted by AimiLiyana 6:10 pm

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Paradoxes

Mood: Pondering abt life...

I've been thinking abt paradoxes lately.. and its just so hard for me grasp it. Sometimes, I understand it fully and then the next minute I forgot how it works.. I was trekking at Mac Ritchie reserve yesterday and my mind was full of it.. Ideas, theories, answers and explanations.. and it was at that point also that I went,'Aha! Now I understand a parody.'
But then when I wanted to explain it all, all of it kinda vanished. its so frustrating. I had to think abt what I was thinking earlier in the day. Hmmm.. was that a paradox? thinking abt thinking?
I think I need to go for another trek to understand it fully but I'll come prepared with paper and pen so I can write it all down.

I came across this old saying with Fadh abt the book, Thief of Time,: Procastination is the thief of time.

ok.. I explained to him why that is so... but right at this point in time.. the idea has vanished. See!! see what I said? this is so frustrating...

My head is on overdrive right now.. thinking abt paradoxes and stealing time...

posted by AimiLiyana 4:19 pm

_______________________________________Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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Selamat Menyambut Tahun Islam 1426

Mood: Hyper

Today's the eve of Chinese New Year and the Islamic New Year. It's kind of a coincidence that both the new years happen on the same day... Anyway, its the holiday tmr and the next day. woohoo!! long weekend! So today, Fadh gets to book out and we made a movie date for Constantine. The main characters are Keanu Reeves and Racheal Weisz. overall it was a great horror movie. There were many parts where the audience we shocked shitless [I was shocked shitless..] And you have to know your angels, devils and all things supernatural well to fully understand what its all abt. There was Constantine [Keanu], Lucifer, Gabriel and lots of Exorcist-like demons. The scary bits were scary of course.. but i don't get it why they have to have too much lines. Slows the whole movie down.
The best/worst parts was watching it with Fadh. He keeps playing pranks at me, shocking me when the suspense is at its peak, [what an anti-climax], asking questions, stroking my head... I had fun watching a horror movie and thats a first. But I kinda feel bad cos I was this close -- to shredding his arms into bits and pieces.. Hope he doesn't bruise cos he's like a peach. Bruises easily.

posted by AimiLiyana 11:51 pm

_______________________________________Friday, February 04, 2005
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Class 3 Final Theory Test

Mood: Nervous

I have not been studying well for this test. Been putting it off to read a better book which is The Wee Free Men. But still, if i were to fail again, I'm going to take it again and again and again... My parents asked me last night why I am taking for manual cars. The conversation went like this..

Mum: Have u studied for the test?
me: yah
Dad: How come you taking manual? Auto is easier isn't it?
Mum: yah.. Auto is easier.
Me: What!!?! Now then you ask me? You have been bugging me to get a licence for manual the past year and NOW you tell me auto is easier?!
Dad: Yah.. never mind. If you have manual licence, u can drive any cars.
Mum: yah.. just do well tomorrow.
Dad: Come to think of it, Singapore would be importing auto cars from now on. No more manual.
Me: WHAT DA!! -_-"
Dad: Don't worry.. You can drive manual cars if you go Malaysia.
Me: Right... now then you tell me.
Mum: IF I let you drive to JB..
Me: [stabbing myself with a blunt spoon]

Anyway, once I woke up, I read up again. Fadh asked me out for lunch before I go to the test. So I met him at Whitesands, took a passport picture of myself [I look good hehe] , he bought some Oral B gargle cos he just took out a tooth. And then we had lunch at Magic Wok... It was 2.45 pm when we head off.. and my test was at 3.30pm. If I could fly, I would get there pretty fast. If I could drive I could get there in a matter of minutes but.. If I could already drive, I wouldn't have to go to SSDC to take my class 3 Final Theory test... So anyway, Fadh sent me off in a cab and I reached there in record time. 10 mins.
I read up again... received lots of 'All the best' messages...
And the test begun..
I was a nervous wreck. I had 'SAFETY' engraved in my head. I don't know whats the outcome. But I'm jus praying for the best.
The result wld be this coming Friday...

[bites fingers off with chattering teeth...]

I'm so nervous...

posted by AimiLiyana 10:12 pm

_______________________________________Wednesday, February 02, 2005
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Monstrous Regiment

Mood: Patronized.

Here's the verdict for the book Terry Pratchett's Monstrous Regiment. So far, its the best book I have ever read about feminine courage. What I can say is that.. Women are better soldiers compared to men. [in the book anyway] I'm not complaining though since I don't have to go through National Service and protect the country and all. Women serve the country another way i.e: bearing children and put up with the complains from the men who DO go thru NS. heh. [Don't come after me with your chopsticks, its jus my views.] By the way, I'm beginning to love Terry's humour and imagination.. I can see my reflection in it. hah. I might start with his first book and read every sequel of it. jus like i did for Tolkien, Raymond E Fiest, Adeline Yen Mah and Stephen King.

Here it is.. the few favourite parts of the books:

" Jackrum looked at the rest of the recruits. 'Okay. Any of the rest of you boys ever held a stick? Right. I can see we're going to have to start slow and work up...'
There was another grunt from Strappi. You had to admire the man. On his knees, with blood bubbling through the hand cupping his injured nose, he could find time to make life difficult for someone in some small way.
'Private Bloodfnucker hnas a fnord, fnargeant,' he said accusingly.
'Any good with it?' said the sergeant to Maladict.
'Not really, sir,' said Maladict.
'Never had training. I carry it for protection, sir.'
'How can you protect yourself by carrying a sword if you don't know how to use it?'
'Not me, sir. Other people. They see the sword and don't attack me,' said Maladict patiently.
'Yes, but if they did, lad, you wouldn't be any good with it,' said the sergeant.
'No, sir. I'd probably settle for just ripping their heads off, sir. That's what I mean by protection, sir. Theirs, not mine. And I'd get hell from the League if I did that, sir.'
The sergeant stared at him for a while. 'Well thought out,' he mumbled."

How good is that... carrying a sword for other people's protection. hahaha

" 'I vunder if you do. It probably seemed so sensible to him. It is a human craving, and no one minds if you say, as it might be, "I am dying for a cup of coffee", or "I'd kill for a cup of coffee". But without coffee, he vill, I am afraid... revert. You understand, this is very difficult for me to talk about...' Otto trailed off.
'By revert you mean...?'
'First vill come mild delusions, I think. A psychic susceptibility to all kinds of influences from who know vhere, and vampires can hallucinate so stronkly zat zey can be contagious. I zink zat is happening already. He vill become... erratic. This may last for several days. And then his conditioning vill break and he vill be, vunce again, a true vampire. No more Mr Nice Coffee Drinker guy.'
'Can't I do anything to help him?'
Otto reverentially laid his picture box in the back of the cart, and turned to her. 'You can find him some coffee, or... you can keep a vooden stake and a big knife ready. You vould be doink him a favour, believe me.'
'I can't do that!' Otto shrugged.
'Find someone who vill.' "

Love the accent man...

" They made their way back through the woods, and has almost reached the ruined farmhouse when it happened.
'You are holding up well, Mal,' said Polly. 'Maybe those acorns did the trick? You haven't mentioned coffee at all-'
Maladict stopped, and turned slowly. To Polly's horror, his face was suddenly shiny with sweat. 'You had to bring it up, didn't you?' he said hoarsely. 'Oh, please, no! I was holding on so tight! I was doing so well!' He fell forward, but managed to get on to his hands and knees. Then he raised his head, and his eyes were glowing red. 'Fetch... Igorina,' he muttered, gasping. 'I know she's ready for this...'
...whopwhopwhop...
Wazzer was praying furiously. Maladict tried to stand up again, fell back on to his knees, and raised his arms imploringly to the sky.
'Get out of here while you can,' he mumbled, as his teeth visibly lengthened. 'I'll-'
There was a shadow, a sense of movement, and the vampire slumped forward, stunned by an eight-ounce sack of coffee beans that had dropped out of a clear sky.
Polly arrived at the farmhouse carrying Maladict on her shoulder. She made him as comfortable as possible on some ancient straw, and the squad consulted.
'Do you think we ought to try to take the sack out of his mouth?' said Shufti nervously.
'I tried, but he fights,' said Polly.
'But he's unconcious!'
'He still won't let go of it! He's sucking it. I'd swear he was out cold, but he sort of reached out and grabbed it and bit! It dropped out of a clear sky!' "

Sucking on a sack of coffee beans? Thats what I call the Mother of all addictions...

" Polly felt hundred of eyes on her as the squad was let into the inner keep. There were one or two wolf whistles, because there were more soldiers in there, including quite a few trolls. Jade bent down, snatched up a rock and hurled it at one of them, hitting him between the eyes.
'No one move!' shouted Maladict, waving his hands urgently as a humdred men raised their weapons. 'That was the troll version of blowing a kiss!'
And, indeed, the troll who have been hit was waving at Jade, a little unsteadily.
'Can we knock it off with the lovey-dovey, please?' said Polly to Jade. 'The soft people are likely to get the wrong idea.'
'It's stopped the whistling,though,' Maladict observed. "

Wahahahhahahhahahhhah that flying kiss sure RAWKS!! hahahahahha

Present Reading: Terry Pratchett's The Wee Free Men

posted by AimiLiyana 4:24 pm

_______________________________________Tuesday, February 01, 2005
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30 Q

1. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING RIGHT NOW?
--- My contagious hallucination.. wopwopwopwopwopwopwopwopwop...

2.COMPLETE THIS SENTENCE: THE WORLD NEEDS ...
--- the absence of war, the presence of love.

3. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
---Fries with mustard and mayonaisse

4. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
--- Red or Tangerine [orange]

5. WHAT DO YOU DO DURING YOUR BREAKFAST TIME?
--- Read newspaper

6. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
--- Fadhil

7. THE FIRST THING YOU THINK ABOUT WHEN YOU SEE THE OPPOSITE SEX?
--- 'Is he straight?'

8. AUTO OR MANUAL CAR?
--- no preference but auto is easier

9. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK?
--- Saturday

10. FAVORITE PLACE?
--- The beach

11. FAVORITE SPORT?
--- to watch: Soccer

12. DO U WEAR CONTACTS?
--- no

13. SIBLINGS?
--- one older bro, one younger sis and two younger bros

14. THE BEST WAY I HAVE DONE TO RELEASE ANGER?
--- Run

15.PEOPLE I HATE MOST?
--- Can't think.....

16. WHAT IS THE BEST THING ABOUT BEING A GIRL?
--- getting all moody and blame it on PMS

17. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY?
--- Prefer Happy

18. MY BEST FRIEND/s IS/ARE
--- in the albums

19. CHOCOLATE OR FLOWER?
--- chocolates!!!!!!!

20. WhEN IM STUCK IN A JAM?
--- I listen to music

21. SMS OR CALL?
--- anything will do

22. IF YOU COULD TURN BACK TIME, YOU WOULD...
--- treasure the brief moment I had with someone I love

23. IN YOUR WALLET, YOU HAVE?
--- $15, loads of coins, lots of cards, a picture of myself and some movie ticket stubs.

24. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
--- Altered Risk

25. FAVORITE SMELLS?
--- Bvlgari BLV

26. WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU THINK OF BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP?
--- i need a job... zzzzzzzzzzz....

27. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO IN LIFE?
--- Do to others what you want other to do unto you.

28:WHEN IS YOUR BIRTHDAY?
--- 15th Dec

29.WHAT TIME IS IT?
--- 1.09am

30.WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH THE PERSON WHO POSTED THIS SURVEY ?
--- friend

posted by AimiLiyana 1:48 am

L I Y A N A' S . S E C R E T S

L I Y A N A' S . T H O U G H T S

'My Mum would love you...'

Teeming like ants..

Movie Review: Howl's Moving Castle.

Happy Birthday Mum!! and Fizah too..

Valentine week...

Happy Buying-bouquets-of-Roses-that-cost-u-your-Head Day...

Sanubari

Quotes, quotes, quotes...

The Wee Free Men

Paradoxes

Selamat Menyambut Tahun Islam 1426

Class 3 Final Theory Test

Monstrous Regiment

30 Q