Unconscious Fledged

I'll wake up as usual in the morning, leave the bed unmade and walk steadily towards the kitchen and make a grab for my towel. Then I'll proceed to take a shower, brush my teeth in between and walk out of the bathroom feeling refreshed to start the day.

I'll change into my usual black pants and t-shirt, Solat Subuh, and calmly iron my school uniform despite mom's occasional nagging about me delaying in ironing them instead of doing it before going to bed.

Then I'll unconsciously begin to hum a tune. And that's just exactly what I don't understand about myself. It's as if this self was programmed to sing in accordance to my mood.

The other day I gave an unethical friend the cold shoulder. The next day I subconsciously begin the sing Menghapus Jejakmu by Peterpan.

The other day I was slightly touched and feeling extra mellow-hearted. And again, my hands kept hitting the repeat button for the song Wherever You Will Go by The Calling.

So lately, I've been wondering

Who will be there to take my place

When I'm gone, you'll need love

To light the shadows on your face

If a great wave should fall

It would fall upon us all

And between the sand and stone

Could you make it on your own

If I could, then I would

I'll go wherever you will go

Way up high or down low

I'll go wherever you will go

And maybe, I'll find out

The way to make it back someday

To watch you, to guide you

Through the darkest of your days

If a great wave should fall

It would fall upon us all

Well I hope there's someone out there

Who can bring me back to you

If I could, then I would

I'll go wherever you will go

Way up high or down low

I'll go wherever you will go

Runaway with my heart

Runaway with my hope

Runaway with my love

I know now, just quite how

My life and love might still go on

In your heart and your mind

I'll stay with you for all of time

If I could, then I would

I'll go wherever you will go

Way up high or down low

I'll go wherever you will go

If I could turn back time

I'll go wherever you will go

If I could make you mine

I'll go wherever you will go

Have I finally turn into a full-fledged girl? That's creepy...

Current Affair

I feel obliged to write an entry at least once every two weeks. Well, usually I write whenever I'm feeling mentally of psychologically down. This blog is my emotion garage, after all.

Due to my back in action in the Maple World, I'm having little or less tension holding up in my medulla oblongata. But still, I enjoy writing. So here I am.

I'm working on two fictions now, both about the pairing Kakashi and Sakura. I can't really convey how much I love those two characters of Naruto. I'm hopeless.

Still, I feel like telling you guys this. HaruMitsui is currently leveled 22, and I'm sure she'll be 23 the next time I play Maple. I can't wait to try on the new Doros Robe. It's cute, actually.

Till then, have a nice day, everyone!~

Maple Story: Hit Off!

I'm practically grinning like a Chesire cat and muffling the urge to jump and whoop right now.

Reason? Well, since when do I need a reason to be happy?

Actually, I've just reinstalled Maple Story and we have been hitting the Maple World for the couple of days back.

We used to play Maple when I was 16 [last year] but I quit it when it gets rather lonely [not to mention bored. There's not much to train on when you're a 50-leveled Ice Wizard].

I had a level 50 Ice/Lightning Wizard named RueMitsui but I got bored with her. So I got to do what I got to do; make a new character.

Meet HaruMitsui, currently leveled 11 Magician. Soon-to-be Fire/Poison Wizard.

I just made her yesterday and today was a rather blasting day! I've met new friends!

A currently leveled 14 Magician [mondo9], and a leveled 50 Ice/Lightning Wizard called xiaosundiyin.

They were nice! I mean, they helped me train and I didn't even ask for it! Yin even gave me a lot of potions and game items.

I suppose being nice did help. [Yesterday using my RueMitsui character, I gave away 5k mesos to some player.]

Yin is a Chinese Singaporean and judging by the way he talked when we chatted, I suppose he's way younger then me. [probably still in primary school.]

I would rather befriend a female but we just can't be choosy at time. Still, I've gotta stop now. Mrs. Chan's Add Math homework is practically shouting for me to finish it.

Till then, roger and out!

p/s: This is Yin and Haru. [I'm still a noob, so I dressed like a noob :)]

Life's Tough, but I'm Tougher :)

First of all, I promise not to swear in this entry.

Second of all, today has been a quiet day. I restricted my talk to only a couple of words, except during the History presentation, where I bombarded the whole class with nearly everything I know about Malaysia's foreign policy.

I'm History freak. And read freak. And Bioslogos freak.

I didn't speak except those related to studies to the builder in class. Still hating her from yesterday.

Third of all, I came across my junior today and she told me I looked a bit off lately.

"You mean?"

"Well, you look tired."

I merely smile. You see, I smile a lot at school and walk with extra bounce in my steps. Everything I do has a reason; whether it's because I want to do it or because I like doing it. Well, I had to smile for teachers or juniors alike will come up at me and tried to counsel me when they saw me not smiling.

A bit weird, but I'm sure they meant no harm.

Fourth of all, the male half of the ape couple still hasn't show up online. Maybe he's grounded? Possible.

Fifth of all, the ape couple was called into the Principal's office. The aftermath saw the female being more frustrated and the male showing off his gangster side.

Duh, don't do any wrong if you're afraid of the consequences.

Sixth of all, I don't think I have much time left on my hand. There's too many problem on the platter, I just didn't know what to focus on right now. And since when did my studies got the least attention? I've been having headache everyday. This shouldn't happen.

And I'm still coughing and sneezing now and then. I can't talk without having the feeling of clogged mucus blocking my airway.

It's pathetic. School is getting more rotten by the day, corrupted by its own students. And I understand the teachers' situation. They had more things on their platter.

So I played my part, hard and hard. And it's getting the better of me. I'll pray for my well-being. I sure will.

Off Holding Hands and Materialistic Oaf

I was attacked by another headache today. Let me list the reasons:

1. A coupling pair of stupid form 2 students.
2. A very irking materialistic classmate.

Hmm, now that I've listed them, they seem to have dwindled their numbers.

Problem number 1:

A foolish pair of lovey-dovey form 2 students were seen dating twice yesterday. In the morning, Baka #1 and Baka #2 went dating at KB Mall, along with Baka #3 and Baka #4 as their 'chaperon'.

They brought along those last two stupids to avoid people from labelling them sinful and the like. It is sin in Islam to be nearing zina, as Allah said Himself, and dating is one of the methods.

The second time, they were alone, dating at the playground of Taman Muttaqin, holding hands! Those shitload, that is so plain haram! It's haram to intentionally touch someone ajnabi; they surely can't be that stupid to not know that! [Ajnabi is someone whom you are able to marry with.]

And for God sake, Taman Muttaqin is where I live! Hell, they ruined my neighbourhood! [Note that the female half of the freaking couple is staying with his uncle who happen to be a neighbour of mine.]

They so suck. I happen to be quite close with the male half of the freaking couple, and made a pact with him last week that he is to advise me if I did anything wrong and me to do so if he did anything wrong.

I'm currently waiting for him to show up online. I hope I'm calm enough by then.

Problem number 2:

The builder in my class is being irritatingly materialistic. In regard with the above problem, I asked her politely in which part of KB Mall those hell of students were dating since she was the one who saw them there.

I was being serious, and the whole girls knew that fact. The fucking girl just wouldn't tell.

I asked her again.

"Why don't you just ask her [the female half]?" the asshole said, grinning like a stupid ape.

"In interrogation process, one should ask information from each and every one of the witnesses. Now please, tell me."

"No money, no service."

Man, that just blew me off. I hate it. I hate her for being so materialistic. I hate her. Plainly I hate her. I so hate her.

Now that I've said I hate her five times, it should be enough to be considered as mantra.

I blew off, telling her I hate it. And you should see her face [plus the faces of people nearby].

Hell, I went out of class and wanted to be alone at the Girl's corner, but some juniors were there and they just won't leave me alone.

So I sort of brood and meditated on the couch at the hallway leading to the teacher's room and the Principal's office.

The place that I stayed was the only path available to exit the school building from the upper floor. So I suppose nearly everyone saw me thinking there.

Thankfully, they were smart enough not to bother with one thinking and easily irked Atiqah.

Rashid-sensei-sama the principal saw me there and stopped for awhile. Noticing this, I looked up, greeted him with an 'Assalamualaikum, ustaz', a small nod of respect and a smile.

He smiled and be off on his way.

Hmm, I suppose that's all. This blog is a great place to let of steam.

Now let's pray that the corrupted persons stated above will regret and come to their senses as soon as possible.

And for me to stop the string of cursing from running around my blog.