Goodbye

Yes. Like the title says, goodbye. To what? This blog. It's no use having a blog which you don't update. Stalkers, read, bitch, die. Whatever.

To Blogger, and whatever blogs available,
To blogging days,

Goodbye,
Z.

Psst

It's updated! My blog is updated! Where? At my new blog! "You have a new blog?" 'Yes I do! Ask me ask me!!'

Heeeees. ^^

End it quick

I'm not gonna like next week. The more I think the more I want it to end.

Monday - End late. Rehearsal till night for Wednesday.

Tuesday - Maybe there's a test. I don't know. Home to study for RAD.

Wednesday - RAD test. Performance.

Thursday - Elective presentation. OSM presentation. NT test. IS test. SoundCard. Holy Shit.

Friday - Freedom.

Damn right? I know. I have no confidence whatsoever for IS. I don't know a single shit about that. The rest I'm quite confident. Maybe not so confident for RAD, but still okay. I really wanna do well. Sigh, please let week 6 fly so, so fast.

Went Ngee Ann City Plaza with mum, sis and bro. There was this carnival thingy, for the disabled or something like that. There were quite a number of deaf people over there. I swear I'm thankful for whatever that has happened and whatever that I have now. Anyway, the emcee announced Singapore Idol top 4 was gonna be there later. I didn't expect that at all. My sis immediately screamed "Sezairi!!!!!" I just went -.- .

They came. Charles beatbox. Then the 4 of them answered questions. Then there was the photograph session. Sezairi's mum, smiled at my mum and asked, " Tak amik gambar?" My mum just smiled. We didn't know who she was actually. Then another pakcik approached us and asked if it's Sezairi we're supporting. I found his songkok very, very familiar. All of us nodded together with a smile. Then we all realised it's Sezairi's father. He gave us this laminated picture of Sezairi and told us to queue up to take a picture with the top 4. My mum said we don't have a camera, just a handphone. He said it's okay. He'll take a picture with his camera and will email it to us. But the queue was long and the person in charge said no more taking of pictures. Then he thought for a moment. Finally he said, "Okay la. I take a picture of you all with his picture can ready la. Then I email to you." Cause he really wanted us to take a picture with Sezairi. He was really, really nice. Like father like son eh? Haha. My mum said it's okay. He smiled, got a call and went off.

Then the top 4 had to go. My mum went "Sezairi we support you!" with a wave. Sezairi turned, smiled and waved back at her.

Me - Suke? Har? Suke?!?!?!
Mum - Shut up you. :D
Me - Takpe la. Tak dapat bobal ngn Sezairi pun takpe. Dapat bobal ngn bapak die pun jadi.

Let's make it a hat trick for us Kampung people shall we? InsyaAllah. (:

Scared

MCG production was the bomb. Now I feel like doing everything. Just when I was about to enjoy, projects and tests all come at once. An extremely busy week awaits. That's for sure.

Limits. Watch it. I may look fine. But think again.

That something special

I swear I have a lot to say. And I mean a lot. But it's okay. I'll keep it inside. Some things are better left unsaid.

Those eyes

Freaking tired. The best thing about working at malay weddings? Beautiful malay girls everywhere. Yes it may be tiring but those girls just make my day. Not like they did anything. But yeah.

Today my mum pakat2 with those 2 boys. Suddenly the karaoke lady called out my name. And I had to sing Puspa. Couldn't hear myself at the first few seconds of the song. Started off terribly. But whatever. Wasn't expecting that anyway. Had fun. Tired.

Rehearsals, tests. I wanna sing. And sing. And sing.

If only you knew

Okay okay I'll update. I want to sing forever. Updated!

Sorry Naz. Sumpah takde bende nak update. And this blog is going soon. Oh, ni next part kau mesti tau.

Oh, shoutout to you! "Azizi was here." ;)