Yaaaawwnnn

Sleep like a pig, pig out like a pure bred pig, online like a monster, work like an ant.
That's my current daily life routine. Heavenly? No. Relaxing? Yes. But for how long?

Jolly Good

Arsenal are the leaders now. Very happy. Based on what I read from most sites, they all agreed that Fabregas was brilliant in the match.

I remember watching one his interviews in which he said he hates mushrooms. Which brings me back to the time when my mom was telling me about the ingredients that she wanted to add in the tomato base for spaghetti.

Me: Mom, don't add mushrooms
Mom: Why?
Me:............................Fabregas doesn't like mushrooms, so I'm not gonna eat them (my pure intention was to annoy my mom)

She gave me the deadliest look ever that I've never seen before. Like she wanted to murder me.

"One day, you'll get brutally beaten up by his girlfriend and I'll be more than happy to assist her"

My mom told me that. Gosh, I love you, mom.

Don't get me wrong but I'm not super obsessed with Fabregas. I just like to annoy my mom. So, Arsenal are back on top after, what last season? Or the season before? Hope they'll maintain that position until they lift the cup but they certainly do need to improve in certain areas.

Should I or Shouldn't I?

Months prior to SPM, I had a discussion about the public exam with my dad.

Dad: So mom said you're scared of sitting for SPM
Me: Yeah
Dad: Actually it's not you being scared. It's just a form of mental fear.
My interior monologue: Seriously dad, with all due respect and I really do admire your brainpower, can you possibly tell me the difference?

Fast forwarding to a couple of days ago, I had a brief talk with my mom about my future prospects. The thing is, I advertently have set my mind to accomplish myself in the field which I prefer the most. On the other had, my mom had an opinion of hers too. She respects my preference but suggested that it is optional for me to consider other courses as well. Even though it was quite brief, my mom left me pondering whether the decision that I made is the one for me knowing that she'll support me no matter what I chose to do. But I still have the option to do something that I've never thought of doing which could help me to establish myself in the years to come.

I don't have the faintest idea on what I should do. One thing for sure is I realised that there is a difference between opting for doing something which you've had in your mind for a long time and doing something that you've never devoted yourself into but it's worthwhile.

*sigh*

17 Years Ago...

When I was younger, not that I'm not young now but years back, I still remember vividly of being madly in love with Shawn Michaels. I was 1 year old that time. He's a wrestler actually. My brother told me that whenever Michaels comes out to the ring with his theme music, I would jump like a maniac. On a contrary, whenever The Undertaker comes out accompanied by Paul Bearer, I would run for my life and hide behind the refrigerator. The Undertaker and Goldust used to freak me out back in those days. I even cried when I saw those guys popping on the telly. But Paul Bearer, the hideous looking creature, never failed to give me nightmares. One day, I woke up from a dream and was crying my heart out. My parents were curious and asked me what's wrong. I said,

"Nightmare"
"What is it?"
"Shawn Michaels dies"

I don't know what was the humour in the statement I made but my parents and my brothers as well, never before laughed at me like that.

The Undertaker successfully freaked the heck out of me. I mean he was my worst nightmare.
Yeah, this guy made the innocent a year old Shamin cried.

I remember my brothers used to wrestle and I was the referee. My second brother made the title belts from manila cards for each of us. I was the Women's Champion (beware ladies..I'm deadly). It was pink in colour. We had a lot of fun in the 90s. Ahh, miss those days.

Now, I wanna be the 1 year old Shamin who never worried about anything, had fun 24/7, well fed by mom, tossed in the air and caught back by dad, had young fun loving protective brothers to play with. I would do anything just to be who I was again. Even if it's only for one day, it'll be worth of a thousand years. Even if one of the encounters that I may have to face when my age turns back to 1 is to meet The Undertaker in person, I don't care.

Dull & Dumb

Hello and welcome back to yet again the world's dullest and dumbest blog by the world's most plain girl. I must say I salute your willingness to sacrifice some of your time for my blog. I thank you for that. Seriously, my mind is blank and um...... I don't like cheese cake. Sorry but I'm a lousy blogger. And I'm sorry for wasting your time.

Memory Lane

Can't believe that I've completed my fifth year of secondary education. Throughout my schooling years, I used to have my hands full with homework and extra curricular assignments, gossiping with my mates, mocking them, laughing with them, throwing pranks at them but it's all over now. And it sucks. Well, friends come and go but memories stay forever, right?

I remember vividly when we were having our Add Math lesson early in one morning, our teacher, Mrs. Normah, was discussing about a Progression question. The question somehow had to do with the constantly evolving products' and vegetables' prices.

Mrs. Normah: Sekarang ni banyak harga barang naik kan. Apa lagi yang naik selain sayur?
"Minyak"...
"Ikan"...
Mrs. Normah: Tak. Ada lagi yang lain. Tadi baru Cikgu nampak Ameen yang tunjuk harga "tu" dah naik.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Mrs. Normah: Cikgu nampak dia tengah mengorat budak perempuan.
"Ohhh SMS naik!!"
Mrs Normah: Tak

Then,
Nabil: Harga diri

And I was like, "That's it!" Harga diri. Our teacher kept quiet for a while. Then she said,

"Cikgu tak sangka kamu ni skema betul!"

Gosh, I laughed my heart out on that.

I remember we were in the Biology lab and the teacher was saying something about bile.

Teacher Rosmizan: Bile ni warna hijau. Biasanya kalau mak awak pergi pasar, beli ayam, dia minta warna hijau tu buang kan? Tu sebab bile pahit.

Then, my immediate neighbour, Farah, nudged me on the shoulder and said

" Oh, sama macam hempedu lah kan?"
Me: Farah.........................hempedu tu bile.
Farah: Huh? Ye ke?
Me: Ye
Farah: Nad! Naaaaaadd!!! Hempedu tu bile eh?
Cik Naddy: Yep

Farah buried her face in her arms and I was laughing until the end of the lesson.


When I was in Form 1, I remember on one occasion where my class teacher told my, then class monitor, Ikhwan to do something. I can't recall what was it. I think maybe she told him to lift something off. So Ikhwan, being one of the tallest guys in my class, was too lazy to do it. He simply told his friend, Akmal, to do it instead. But the thing is, Akmal was too small and short back then. And my teacher went:

"Hmmm. Molek ah. Yang besar suruh yang kecil"

When I was in Form 4, one of the teachers said,

"Di mana ada Joanne, di situ ada Shamin"
And I said to Joanne,
"We come in package, right?"
Ahh, who could forget those "Joanne & Shamin" days right, Joanne? We were damned popular back then.

I guess the most recent unforgettable incident which will always be remembered by the 5 Ino students happened a few months ago. There wasn't any teacher in the classroom. We were doing our homework and chit-chatted at the same time. Suddenly,

"AAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
Kenape Nad?
Nad, Bakpe?
Nad? Nad?

Even the boys were shocked and thought something was wrong. Ammar in particular was deeply worried. But Nad gave an unapologetic yet simple and inarguable answer,

"Lalat"

Nad, you nearly gave me heart failure that day.

Man!! I'm gonna miss you guys a lot! Like I said earlier, friends come and go. But true ones stay with you always.

2010

Happy 2010, folks!!

Doesn't it sound so classy? Twenty Ten?
I hope this brand new year brings nothing but great adventures to you all. For the former Form 5 students of SMKRP, good luck in your SPM results.

On a more personal note, I hope Arsenal will win a trophy or two this season as they're showing a clear picture of their impressive and improved skills as well as their will to lift some trophies this year. It's devastating that Van Persie won't be able to continue his run for the season due to his injury. I guess maybe it'll be similar to the season where Arsenal won the league but Pires didn't play for a couple of months because of his injury. But still, with Fabregas as the captain and brainstorm of the team, Arshavin as the inconsistent but unpredictable attacking force, Vermaelen a.k.a Verminator as the solid wall of defense, Almunia as the....well goalie, and the rest of the players as one whole army, I guess this young team will have their moment this season by winning some trophies. I think I'm getting carried away, sorry.

So, Happy New Year again everyone!!