Envy

I'm sure, someone is envious of my free time. And I know who that person is. Or should I say...personS? Can you guess who they are. Correct. They are the teachers who dominate our teenage life. Honestly, can't you give us a break?

If you count, we have endured almost 8 months of torture in the dull, rectangular building. That means we have only about 3 months of torture from the envious teachers. Just because I'm in 2 Innovative doesn't mean I love studying, I love reading, I love doing work, I love doing assignments. Heck, I'm not even hardworking.

I HATE studying, I HATE doing work, I HATE doing on-paper assignments. Though I might reconsider the more fun ones. Right now, I'm trying not to sleep face-flat on my KH notebook. It's torture to my already half-damages eyes. I regret not doing my work till the last minute, whatever, I'm gonna sleep at 12 anyway. BTW, now it's 11:49 pm. Only 11 more minutes.

I knew I'm never gonna finish it anyway, so might as well not finish it tonight. Tomorrow evening, I'm gonna do homework till my eyes close on their own (not till I die).

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

BTW, I hate school.

Someday

I'm learning HTML by myself via web. Sure, the 1st things u learn are simple. But it gets tougher. Anyway, I'm gonna try experimenting here.

Shoot, the experimenting can't be done here. I suppose it only works for web pages? But you'll see, someday, I'll create a theme by myself. I'll be sure to post about it on Blogger.

I really want a simple Tumblr but it's pretty at the same time, that's why I decided, I'm gonna create one by myself.

Wish me luck!

Tumblr

My Tumblr is not working. All Tumblrs in this world is not working. Apparently they're under some sort of maintenance.

So I'll just type in Blogger. Put some pics here and there, edit the template. Yeah, editing the template is the major difference huh?

Below is one of the pics from one of my favorite Tumblrs. The URL is just below. I love Tumblr so much I've abandoned Blogger... Who cares anyw

ay, it's not like tons of people read this stuff anyway.

My Tumblr!

Haha LOL.

I.T. I.S.....

Apparently, someone very nice gave my number to Daniel. No wonder she was so enthusiastic to get my number. I'm sorry, certain someone, but I don't like it.

I really don't like it.

Because you know what? The first text I got was a question. It has the same meaning as am I Fathin. The sight of her name made me knew. That is Daniel.

That really made me mad. I'm not being sarcastic or whatever. I'm not screaming "OMG Daniel just texted me!!!" in my head. I'm not glad. I'm not sad. I'm not happy for all that matters.

I AM FREAKING ANGRY.

I don't care if you are Daniel, certain someone, Ama, Atiqah, Adiib, Syazana. I don't care who you are. This is what I'm feeling right now.

The ultimate thanks goes to Atiqah Abd Rahim and Muhammad Nur Fikri for cheering me up.

2010 FIFA World Cup

I can't believe I thought football was a boredom. I just watched the first match ever that I didn't give up or sleep during the match. I watched the Finals for the 2010 FIFA World Cup. And I'm satisfied with myself. I supported Spain. And Spain won!!!

ILY Spain!!!

I LOVE YOU

Haha, when Spain goaled, I screamed with a voice so loud and high-pitched, my dad who was sleeping soundly, woke up. You can imagine that. I didn't turn off the TV just yet. I waited till the trophy was handed over to the team, then I was satisfied.

The match's just over so I can't expect a pic of them holding the trophy available on the internet. I googled it. Just now. I'll google it again whenever. So, just for now, the pic's gotta wait.

OK, GOT IT. I still love you, Spain.

Here's the pic of the team captain, Iker Casillas holding the trophy. Surprisingly, my class today is not noisy talking about FIFA. Anyway, I still get my moment (last night and this morning when I shouted to Syazana that Spain won)

No offense Syazana =D

P/S: I love you, Spain

Neighbors

OK, I know that I still haven't made a post about the weekly highlights. So I'm just gonna make it simple coz my hands are cold and stiff. Hmm.. better warm em first. 1..2...3... OK done. Only warmed a bit. Oh see, now it's cold again. You want me to put my hands over open fire??

So, anyway, this week's just a typical, average week. Are u kidding me? No week is typical and average when you're me. I think our principal has had it with us students. She said 'kepala otak awaklah' during the assembly. She was freakin mad at the naughty students.

I also discovered on how to answer the question "What date is it?" when it's either Aswan or Saiful asking it. Lemme make a demonstration. If today Saiful asks

"Weh hari ni berape hb?". Me or Aswan will answer "Uh... 27 England kalah, jadi hr ni... 4 July" and Aiman would just lower his head pretending he doesn't care. We know he's not mad, we're just joking. We means Saiful, Aswan, Aiman and yeah, me.

I found out Aiman's nickname! It's spelled like this.

Epul loves calling him that. When I asked why, he said because Aiman is kinda similar to that guy. And I was like, what's the same. He said skin tone. I laughed hard.

And guess what? I got new neighbours. Aiman and Aswan. Well, practically not that kind of neighbours. They just sorta moved behind me seat in class. Ama and Sarah went to join the girls-dominating-the-row row. So leaving me in the boys-rule-here row. Well, Evangeline sits next to me. But she doesn't talk much. So that means when I'm bored (practically all the time), I'll lean on the wall and turn my head to my left (Aiman) and I'll talk to him. He's cool. Oh God if he reads this he's so gonna be proud of himself.

He's always asking me for help and I'm so kind I'll help him. Here's a simple example of us fighting. Aiman asks "Pukul berape, bitch?". I'll answer "Berani ko pgl aku bitch!".

Aiman: Eh, eh silap

Dania: *ignoring*

Aiman: Aku ckp kat botol tu la

Dania: Ha suruh la botol tu jawab

Aiman: Cpat la, pukul brape syg?

Dania: Sruh botol tu jwb, aku xnak jwb

Aiman: Aku da pgl ko syg kan

Dania: Sblom uh ko pgl aku bitch

Aiman: Tu saje je. Kan da pgl syg

Dania: *in thoughts: i give up, no point fighting* *shows watch*

Aiman: Ok thx

Yeah, we're freaks. Haha

Inches

I've been dying to post about my new shoes my mum bought for me at KLCC. OK, when we first stepped into the shoe shop, I was practically staring at the women's department. I admit it, I love high-heeled shoes. I forgot since when I developed an interest in it -_-

But anyway, I love this one waaaay more than I love my high-heeled boots. Coz this one's got thicker heels. OK, I guess I should stop blabbering around and just post its pic huh?

So, here it is. :P

Front view. I think it looks kinda small.

Yes, I wear size 8 on this shoe. School shoes: only size 5

Hah, now you see how thick it is. I just wanna do that so you don't get fooled by the images above. They look pretty small if you see the first pic.