Iman Nedhiera

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Intensely passionate about photography and other artsy fartsy farts. An avid nature-lover. Highly obsessed with sunny afternoons and evenings, funky-looking clouds, and sunsets. Deeply infatuated with all things old, vintage, and kitschy. Highly sentimental. An enthusiast in baking, photography, and music :)


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Thursday, July 31
8:55 PM

I dreaded every second of KH today. I didn't even enjoy it one bit. Ms W was such a pain. She got into our class with a very absurd mood. She had our KH books in one pile and she wanted us to take back our incomplete books and complete it within that period. Well, I completed my work so I didn't need to do anything. Luckily it was just one period, twenty-five minutes. If not, I'd be screwed!

"You didn't complete your work, and you are a prefect! You are crazy, I tell you."

Yes, Ms W said those exact words to a classmate of mine. I pity that classmate of mine, she was so dumbstruck by Ms W's words that she became speechless. In my heart, "You're the one who's crazy, Ms W," Hohoho.

"Kamu semua tak siap kerja, buku tak balut, lepas tu kamu semua nakal. 2T is the worst class, I mean it. Kamu semua tak layak masuk form three tahun depan. Baik kekal form two je. Kerja pon tak siap. This is the worst class!"

Ooooohhhhh those words hit me right in the chest like a big sword. How dare she say such a thing! I could've sworn when she said those words out of her big mouth, I felt like stomping my feet, scream my anger out, march over to her, and declare that 2T is not the worst class! Oh that would be so good. I wasn't in the mood, my temper was just outrageous, and yet she said those words. My temper reached the maximum level already. So without thinking, I pulled a face and I'm not sure if she realised it. Like I care if she does. I was heaving like mad. My chest heaved up and down while I breathed heavily. My anger boiled 100 degrees inside me. My face went red, and I could practically feel the steam coming out of my nose and ears. I clutched the cotton of my baju kurung as I made my way back to my seat. I clutched my fist so powerfully, my nails dug into my skin and it almost bled. I bit my lower lip so hard, it almost bled.

Seriously, if she doesn't like teaching my class so much, why bother? Go ask for a replacement, we don't mind a single bit. What the hell is her problem? If she teaches us with a temper like that, of course who would "worship" her? As a student, yes we should respect our teachers but hello! As a teacher you should respect your students too okay! I do not like teachers who teach you with a really bad temper. My BM teacher is really understanding and she's really cool. She understands what her students are going through, and she will try to balance it out. She doesn't have a bad temper when she comes into our class. She only does when her students do not pass up her books or do her work. Otherwise she's a great teacher and I worship her.

Ms W really gets on my nerves. I can't stand her temper while teaching. She thinks we're stupid. WE ARE NOT STUPID!!!! Okay fine, some of my classmates may not get high marks but we have brains and we use them. We are trying our best to score in our studies. If you say that we are stupid, we'll show you stupid. If you say we're smart, we'll show you what's smart.

I don't know what else to say. But, I've been saving this part for the last;

I don't like Ms W
You're a pain.



Tuesday, July 29
9:03 PM

Today, I seriously didn't have the mood at school. My temper was just outrageous. During the first four periods (before recess), I didn't really talk so much. I only spoke when necessary. I felt like screaming at the first person I see, I felt like not talking to anyone. I didn't bother what everyone said to me, I just ignored them. My itchy spots are really bugging me. I'm so living in an unhealthy life, physically and mentally.

Nowadays, I've been eating like there's no tomorrow. I seem to crave for more and more food. I don't mean to sound like a bimbo, but I think I'm getting fat. I think I've put on a little more weight, obviously. And this food-crave is due to stress. And the stress is due to the itchy spots, which are not getting any better. New spots are still popping up on my skin, but otherwise the old ones are getting better, Alhamdulillah. I really need to stop eating. It's getting me absolutely nowhere, other than looking like a terrified hippo.

I'm very unhealthy, mentally. I can't seem to control my temper. Nowadays I don't quite feel like myself. I felt like another person, a person that I don't know. Sometimes I don't even intend to say anything, but it just slips out. My stress level is really bad, it's reaching the maximum level. My hairs are falling out, I've been getting severe headaches frequently, and my appetite is really bugging me. Today, I was hit by waves of drowsiness from time to time. It just came to me.

I got home from school and I was greeted by Mama and Abah. They were sitting under the gazebo next to the waterfall, having a little chat about something. I reported to them that new spots have been appearing on my skin, they just said that I should just apply my medication. I'm really getting sick of this. I'm afraid to admit this, but this is the first time I felt like screaming at my parents. And so I did. Haha, kidding! Well I did intend to, but I just didn't have the heart. My parents are really caring and loving, and thinking about all those things they sacrificed for me, it just made me feel so guilty but grateful. After arguing about these annoying itchy spots, I finally gave up and I went inside, deciding to take a nice shower. The shower didn't do much. I just shampooed my hair, scrubbed my body, washed my face, as usual. Nothing "relaxing" about that.

"Ma, malam ni makan apa?"
"Sup kaki lembu,"
*Terdiam.

Okay, I had rice with deep-fried squid and. . . sup kaki lembu. I feel really guilty. Here comes Iman, the non-stop eating pig. Well, I'm not sure about the portion of the cow's leg that I had, but it wasn't much. I have this habit of feeling fat whenever I'm bloated, haha. As the Kelantan-ese would call it, sup gearbox. I wonder why they call it that. And hey, if you don't know what kaki lembu is, it's this big bone from a cow's leg that is filled with lots and lots of fat, or som som as Mama and Abah would call it. I ate only a tablespoon -- fine, two tablespoons of that som som thingymajinx. I feel so full. I never want to try that again. I can still feel the fat in my mouth, blerggghhhh! I feel like vomiting that thing. I can't believe I actually ate two tablespoons of disgusting-looking flesh from a cow's leg. I blame Abah for buying that cow's leg! Hahahahaha. I need to puke, I don't feel so good :S



Sunday, July 27
4:27 PM

I can't take this anymore. The itchy spots are simply indescribable. They're all over my body! From my legs, they went up to my arms. From my arms, they went to my back. And from there? Oh I don't know where else it would go. It's all over my body. The previous doctor I went to gave me a tub of some cream that I should apply three times daily. She said they'll be gone in a few days. . . HAHAHAHAHAHA RIGHT! It's been over a week now and I'm still applying the stupid cream, which has no particular effect at all. And those pills the doc gave are just plain useless.

Let's see, I've cleaned my room, I've "sunbathed" my mattress, I've changed my bedsheets and my pillowcases, what else? I'm still getting those stupid spots. And the thing is, the old spots are still here, still itchy and still disturbing.

As of today, I've had it. I'm in no mood for anything. My temper is just out of hand, the spots are just too itchy to describe, and my stress level is really bad. I don't think I've smiled today. Okay, maybe I have but not so genuinely. People say that I should do something else to take my mind off these fucking spots, but it's not working. Earlier today, I followed Mama, Kak Lea and Kak Intan to shop for textiles. I only laughed and smiled a little, not really genuine.

We ate at some nasi kandar stall after shopping for those textiles. I so wasn't in the mood for a heavy lunch. The environment was smoky, it was hot, it was noisy. I don't like noisy places. I just want to enjoy a nice lunch in a nice environment. Solution? Home. Home is the only place where I can enjoy my meals. Not some noisy stall with people shouting here and there. And that annoying toddler seriously didn't help. Screaming her ass off like there's no tomorrow. I just felt like taking a big masking tape and just tape it over her mouth. See how she likes it. I must've been really hungry because I ate down all of the portion of my meal. I didn't really eat that morning, so maybe that's why I was so hungry.

When we got home, I immediately took a shower. I washed my hair. I shampooed and scrubbed my scalp so vigorously, metaphorically draining the anger and fed-up-ness in me. Apparently the smell of nasi kandar from the stall stuck to my clothes and my hair, and my skin as well. I don't like smelling like food. After showering, I took that bottle of antiseptic Dettol and a cotton bud up to my room. I poured a small portion of the liquid into the cap of the bottle. I dipped the cotton bud into the liquid and I applied it to my itchy spots. There were so many spots, I didn't know where to start. So I started by applying it to my left leg first.

Going to the clinic didn't help. My skin is really indescribably itchy. I'm fucking fed up with this. I've tried almost everything to get rid of it. Plus, the spots are leaving me with scars! Stupid fucking scars.

Luckily tomorrow Abah is taking me to the hospital. The hospital. Not some dodgy clinic. I've got my butt injected for nothing, sheesh!

I am seriously not in the mood today. My temper is just outrageous.



Saturday, July 26
8:10 PM

Today is a Saturday. I went to school this morning for sekolah ganti. I eventually woke up at 5.30am. I got to bed by 11pm last night, and I slept with my table lamp on so that I can wake up easily the next day. By 1.30am, I couldn't sleep and my mind was really blur. I was all, "How do I sleep again?" Haha. Stooopid.

We ended up not learning anything at school today. Haha. My class had to go to the Nazareth, the dusty Nazareth. I can't stand dust, it makes me feel so grimy and dirty. Yelgh. Before recess, we went to the hall to watch the Indian Culture Society gathering. I must say, I really respect the Indian culture. They have so many interesting things. Their colours are really bold and lively, and very happy too! And as for their traditional costumes? I praise 'em. Haha.

After recess, we went back to the Nazareth. I sat with Sara and Liyana, two of my crazy (and loveable) classmates. Sara doodled her name on a piece of paper and she handed it to me to colour it. I had fun colouring one page of her name, but it was also tiring, with that 0.5mm pen. But otherwise, I had fun. I also shared my laughters with Sara and Liyana. Oh, I laughed my guts out. Good times, goooood times :)

After school, I went home. I took a really quick shower, put on whatever clothes I had, and I went to follow Kak Intan and Abg Ike to Jaya One. We dropped by at a fast food restaurant called Wendy's for a quick lunch. Kak Intan got herself a big bowl of (delicious) chili. I only took a few scoops of the chili. We lingered at Wendy's for ten minutes, after that we went to Starbucks for the Coffee Tasting Session.

I was quite sleepy by the time I got to Starbucks. The surrounding temperature was cold, and it definitely didn't help. So, I got more sleepy in the end. After about ten minutes, the Tasting Session began. We were lectured by one of the Coffee Masters about Starbucks, the history of Starbucks and etcetera. We also tasted different kinds of coffee; Arabica and Robusta, etc. Plus, I also got a free mug of coffee. I added a heap tablespoon of sugar syrup, and a big amount of vanilla powder. It tasted goooooood. After drinking the coffee, I felt a little less sleepy. Halfway through the session, I was already high on coffee. Haha. When the session ended, each of us got a goodie bag from Starbucks. Oh oh! And from that, I got my freakin' tongue burned! Hoho it's so numb. ***SCROLL DOWN for pictures

After that, we went home. I relaxed at home for about an hour before I followed Mama, Kak Lea, and Abah to this mall in Klang. I got an eye-check there, hoho. My eyesight was OK. Not so rabun. I also got a new watch which costs RM179. It's a really classic and elegant black watch from Elle Studio, I love it. It has a black velvety strap. Very classy. I'm so going to take care of it really carefully. I felt a little guilty when Mama paid for that watch, but I needed one. Well, whatever it is, I'm going to pay her something in return. I'm not sure when and what, but someday I will. My momma is da bomb! So then, we went home.

Looks like I have to wake up early tomorrow. I have to follow Mama to Shah Alam to shop for textiles for Raya. We're leaving the house at 9.30am -- dammit! Oh, I also hope I'll be able to get a new school pinafore. Hehe. I can't wait for tomorrow!

Well, here are the pictures that I got for today;


**Goodie bag; A bag of Pea berry coffee beans, a "coffee passport", stickers, and a Starbucks Mug.
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**Here's Abg Ike and I at Wendy's, Jaya One. Looks like he couldn't move after eating that triple decker burger :P
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**Oooohhh temptation!
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**Yeah they were complaining that I'm having too little fat in my body. They said I need more -_-"




Thursday, July 24
10:34 PM

ATTENTION to everyone, ESPECIALLY CBNers. . .

If you've seen a book entitled "The Medici Curse" by Matt Chamings, PLEASE return it to me as soon as possible. The book belongs to me and ME only. My name is written on the first page, along with the location on where I bought it and also the date. I would really appreciate it if you do so. Please. Please please PLEASE. I won't bite you. By the way, the book looks exactly like this;



Okay I admit, I lost my favourite novel, The Medici Curse. Well, it was two days ago, after school. I asked Sara to wait for me while I go and buy a drink for myself. I had the novel in my hand, and my wallet in my other hand. So I asked Sara to hold the book for me. Okay, nothing unusual there. After I bought my drink, I went back to her and she returned the book back to me.

I wanted to open my box of chocolate milk, so I put the book on the table just centimeters away from me. I had the straw stranded in between my pursed lips, and I used both of my hands to open my drink. Done. The book was only a few centimeters away from the book, and I had no idea why I didn't realise that my book was on the table. So after that, I went home leaving that poor book on the table, all alone and cold :(

In the car, my heart literally skipped a beat. I nearly choked on my box of chocolate milk when I just remembered, I left my book on the canteen table at school. I just hope that someone noble found it and will return it to me. Or at least, if it's the makcik kantin, I hope she'll pass it to a teacher, and maybe that teacher will pass it on to me.

I really love that book. Its story is so captivating, somewhat atrocious, but otherwise it is a really good book. It stresses on love and hatred, on war and obsessions. I found that book in Kinokuniya at KLCC, and that time I was with my brother. I had that book in my hand, and he said I could have it. So, technically, my brother bought that book for me. I really miss the book, and my brother. That book is like a token of my brother. My brother is now in Miri, going on with his life as a pilot, and I really miss him. Sometimes, looking at that book takes me back to the time when I first bought it with my brother.

Ya Allah, tolonglah kembalikan buku itu kepadaku.

Please, if you've seen it, please please pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease return it back to me. It's a really valuable book and I must admit it is quite attractive. I love that book so much, so please return it to me. I'd really appreciate that, whoever you are.

Ya Allah, tolonglaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!



9:24 AM

Hey people, I didn't have the time to blog yesterday. I got home from school, tired as usual, then I went and took a shower, had my dinner, and I did my homework.

A few of my friends and I were called up to go to the dentist. Ha-ha, so they had to do it during lessons. Because of that trip to the dentist, I missed my Maths class, shit. So I waited in the Nazareth, waiting to be called up next.

There were two dentists in the Nazareth. Both in one room. We get to choose which dentist we want to go to. Well, I chose the Malay one. She was so nice and friendly. And very compassionate too. Yesterday, a friend of mine couldn't open her mouth because her lower lip was swollen, so the dentist said that she could come back another time. I seriously like that dentist. She's so friendly, and not so garang like the other one. Hoho.

It is now 9.30am, I'll be leaving for school in about an hour and a half. That's a lot of time. I still haven't had my breakfast and my medications. Which, I'm supposed to have taken it by now. Well, my itchy spots are getting better, I guess. A few new spots are still appearing, but otherwise the old spots are healing.

I've been sleeping in Kakcik's room for about a week now. Well, the weather has been cloudy these days. Which means I can't leave my mattress under the hot sun, to kill away all those unwanted little creatures. Argh I've been dying for a new mattress, but Abah said no :'(

I hate my mattress. It's too springy. Whenever I twist and turn, I'd bounce violently on the bed. Stupid mattress. I knew I shouldn't have switched beds with Kak Lea. Hohoho.

Well, I guess I'd better go now. I need to eat my breakfast and then have my medication.

Oh did you know? It would take me at least twenty minutes to apply all those creams and substances on my itchy spots. Ha-ha. Which means I have to shower at least thirty minutes earlier than before, so that I have extra time to apply my medication. I hope my itchy spots will get better soon, no no, very very soon.



Tuesday, July 22
10:37 PM

I ate nasi lemak for dinner today. At school, we cooked! My class went to the Bilik Masakan during KH. We were divided into groups of four. After that, we cooked nasi lemak! Hehe. Cik Woon's sambal was drop dead tasty, man! And our nasi lemak turned out to be like a pro's, haha :P

Abah took me to the clinic just now after dinner. The clinic was quite crowded, so I had to wait about forty-five minutes until I was called up. Well, I wasn't in the mood. I felt already drowsy, sleepy, and dizzy. While waiting to be called up, I entertained myself with the boring list of games in my Sony Ericsson W200i. I switched from one game to another from time to time. It was so boring.

I was grumpy enough, so I didn't need a perv taking photos of me -- I know he was taking photos of me, it was so obvious that he held out his camera phone in my direction -- and some annoying kids screaming like there's no tomorrow.

There's this dude who tried to take photos of me in his camera phone. It was so annoying. But luckily I wasn't facing him. He can only take a side profile shot of me. Ha. Ha. Go away perv, one more photo and I'll kick your balls. He was so stupid. The camera shutter sound was obviously loud, loud enough for Abah to hear. And my father is really protective of me, seriously. I would usually have a 21-Question-Session with him whenever I want to go out with my friends. Haha. That perv was so annoying.

There was also this annoying three/four year old kid. He couldn't stop running in and out of the clinic. He screamed, he shouted, he annoyed the hell out of me. Ugh, I just felt like knocking his head with my solid handphone. Let him pass out, let him stop screaming, aman sikit dunia ni. I can't stand annoying screaming children, no offense to those yang terasa.

The friendly doctor gave me an injection. . .at the butt. She injected some kind of substance into my body. . .at my right butt. It was painful. I winced as the needle slowly went digging into my skin, and I winced even more as the needle slowly got out. The injection made my right leg feel numb and sore. I can't sit with my right butt on the chair. It's very sore. I can't even walk properly. The injection also made me feel a little bit drowsy. Which means I should be sleeping by. . . now.

I got another tub of cream for my itchy spots. This time, the tub is bigger. The doctor also gave me some pills that I should take daily. I hope this visit to the doctor's will really pay off. I can't stand another itchy spot emerging on my skin, causing me to scratch it therefore making my skin to peel.

SAYA TAK SUKA ITCHY SPOTS!!



Monday, July 21
8:25 PM

Ahhh, today saya demam. I've got an itchy nose. I've got that tingling feeling in my nose. I feel like sneezing every five minutes, but nothing seem to come out. Haha. My voice is changing, gradually becoming thicker. My nose is runny, my throat is sore, and I keep on coughing.

Abah bought a Calamine Lotion from Guardian today. It's for my itchy spots. Well, earlier today, I got excited about the lotion. Buuuutttttt, when I applied it a few moments ago, hoho I don't like it anymore. So my dad was right. This Calamine Lotion is like bedak. After I applied it to my itchy spots, it immediately became white and dry. It's like eh, a "whitening" lotion. Literally. The stuff made my skin look like a corpse's. So white and dry. Haha. Except that it's not cold :P

I had a small amount of spaghetti meatball for dinner today. I couldn't afford to eat more. I've been eating like a pig, and I'm not sure if I've gained weight. Plus, I didn't have the appetite to eat. My weight is still constant, thirty-five kilograms. And my sister already warned me, I need to cut down on what I eat. Hoho.

My nose is tingling. I need to sneeze, but I can't. The sneeze is not coming.

I miss Wawin. Got no buddy to talk talk with. She's like my "story time friend". And the thing about Wawin is, she's so understanding. She thinks logically and rationally, unlike "some" people. Plus, it's fun to story-story time with her. She'd always make a joke out of it. Haha.
Come back to KL quickly lah woman!



9:53 AM

I HATE LIVING IN A HOUSE NEXT TO A CONSTRUCTION

Hell yeah. Despite the noise from the drilling, the hammering, the clanging of metals, and the workers who can't learn how to shut up, yeah living in a house next to a construction has never been better, NOT! The noise is one thing. The workers are another thing. The thing about those workers is, they seem to be "spying" on us. Well technically not spying, but they always peep and stare at us, like we're some kind of a movie. Haha, so jakun, tak pernah tengok orang living their lives kat rumah. Kesiannn.

That's one thing. I really cannot stand the dust. Those really fine dust. Because of them, the fine dust will enter our humble abode. And because of that, I've been getting itchy spots all over my body!

I woke up this morning to find another spot that grew on my leg. All I could think was, *Shit man, SHIT! It is so itchy. It's unbearable. And there they go again, the sound of the drilling, and the hammering, and the shouts of workers who cannot learn how to shut their freaking mouths up.

I hate this.



Sunday, July 20
8:07 PM

I'm suffering. . . again. Physically suffering from. . .itchiness. I can't take this anymore. I'm sick of scratching my skin due to the itches, therefore leaving my skin dry and scaly and red.

I've been getting some sort of "insect" bites all over my body. My feet, my legs, my arms, my shoulder, my back. I am really sick of this. I've seen the doctor only once, and that was last week. The doctor gave me some kind of cream that I should apply at the spots. Every day and night I applied that cream. No effect. It's still itchy (and painful too).

I've told Abah many times about the itch, he just said that I should apply more of the cream and what not. Uggghhhhhhhhh. As of right now, MY WHOLE BODY IS ITCHING ALL OVER!!!!! It's so itchy, I just feel like crying. I've been getting spots and bites since weeks ago. Yeah, it's a loooooong time. Last time it used to be those kind of bites that have this some kind of liquid inside it, but nowadays it's those big and red and itchy ones. And the weird thing is, these spots and bites are only at the areas where my skin is covered by my clothes.

I am really worried about this. I told Kak Lea about this matter, and she said I should talk to Mama about this. She also suggested that I go to the hospital, better safe than sorry. I really wanna go to the hospital and get things straight. I really want these itchy spots to go away. It's really annoying and frustrating. I've been showering with Dettol day and night, and yes I must admit it does make me feel fresh. But it doesn't seem to "cleanse" your body. Right.

Argggghhh there it is, still itching like mad. I can feel it go nyet nyet nyet. Stupid, stupid itch.

Hey Doc, help me here, will you?



11:55 AM


***Photographed and edited by moi.

Just a few of the fishes that Mama and Abah bought for the pond yesterday. They're so pretty!

I have to admit, I'm freakin' obsessed with Photoshop. I blame Kak Lea for this! Haha, she was the one who showed me a few (cool) tips and tricks last night. More like a "secret" to a good picture. Heh heh heh. Well, I have to thank her for showing me the "secret". It definitely made my pictures look so darn good! For example;


***Photographed by me, edited by Kak Lea.

I have cute feet. Hohoho.



Saturday, July 19
7:03 PM

Okay, so this afternoon I was drop dead bored. I had nothing better to do. So I took Kak Lea's Nikon D70S and I started snapping pictures of the waterfall and the pond at home. Haha, this is what I came up with;


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Look at that fancy handwork! It's cement, btw.
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So, yeah. Mama and Abah came home with a few bags of live fishes for the pond. And oh they are so pretty! Unfortunately, I don't have pictures of the fishes. Maybe I'll snap some pictures of the fishes tomorrow :)



12:35 PM

I am seriously getting sick of my Blogger layout. Looking at it gives me that knot in the stomach, ughhh gaaaagggg. I need to change it, pronto!

I woke up at 8.30am today. I had nothing better to do, so I just baring-baring on Kakcik's bed, since that's where I slept last night. I slept in Kakcik's room because my bed was "under construction". Duvet out, bedsheet out, pillowcases out, they're all going for a wash. Yay for them! Oh look at my babies, they're so excited! Ha. Ha. Ha. I can't wait to get those bloody dust bugs out of my pillows. Heh, go die lah! I don't want you here, you're a hazard, jeng jeng jeng.

After waking up, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, which sums up to 35% freshness for the day. I'm going to take a shower later. Weeee. Oh oh, today I cooked my first sunny-side-up egg! Haha. Usually, I'd have my eggs scrambled -- if this sentence sounds wrong, please ignore. I also ate roti kaya for breakfast. As usual, I had my daily supplement of vitamins and minerals; Pharmaton. Pharmaton ton ton. Pharpharmamatonton. Man, I managed to swallow that thing since oh I don't know, last year? HAHA that thing is huge, but it's easy to swallow once you get the hang of nearly choking to death by it.

It's only 12.30pm, and I have nothing better to do. I was bored so I went through my documents and folders in this laptop. Guess what I found; MY PORTFOLIO!!! Holy crap, I miss my portfolio. All my photoshop images, graphic-designs, and many more, all gathered up in one folder. This is one of my favourites;

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Yeah baby, click THIS LINK for the full size. Oh I miss photoshop-ing. It's been a while. It's either I don't have time to do it or I'm just too lazy. Plus, it takes almost about a whole day for me to finish one blend.

Definition of blend; a collage/a few images collaged together with some special effects.

Yeah.

Eh, I wanna go shower. Wee I smell, HAHA kidding! And boy am I hungry. Daddy, what are we having for lunch?



Friday, July 18
11:38 PM

Oh man, I hate you.

Well, I can't type those mean and nasty words here. It's all here in my head, only for me to know. Plus, I can put your name and "fucking asshole" in one sentence! Weeeee!

I hate you.

Lucky for me, I don't have to see your face everyday in school. Not even a glance, woo! Well, not that I intend to see your face anyway, pfft. HAHA gaaaaaaag.

I told you I'm gonna get you. Don't play games with me, honey. You're going nowhere.



10:52 PM

Okay, so my whole body is soon going to be blemished by itchy spots if I don't change my mattress pronto!

I have no idea what the hell is going on with my stupid bed, but it seems to be giving me itchy spots! I think it's the mattress, the bloody springy mattress. I've been getting itchy spots since weeks ago, and that's before I changed my bedsheet. After I changed my bedsheet, I still got new itchy spots on my body, or on my legs, to be more specific.

I seriously need a new mattress. The mattress I have now is so springy, and it's annoying. I bounce everytime I stir and turn, which somehow wakes me up with a shock. I am seriously getting sick and tired of this. I have like at least ten itchy spots on my body. No, make that fifteen. Last night was the worst experience of itchy spots I ever had.

I was already lying on my bed with the lights turned off. Okay, I'm in my pajamas, the lights are switched off, and I'm ready to sleep. Unfortunately, the itch at my feet were unbearably murderous. Scratch. Relax. Scratch. Trying so hard to relax. Scratch again. Argh that's it. I didn't bother about anything else, I just threw the duvet off my body, switched on the lights and started rummaging through my dresser for some cream or anything. Aha, I found a few that could help me ease the itch.

Let's see, I had a big tube of aloe-vera gel, that ubat gatal the doc gave me, and that bottle of krim susu kambing. Haha without thinking, I just smothered those annoying spots with the aloe gel, that ubat gatal and that krim susu kambing Mama gave. Ooooh yeah. After a few minutes, the itch started to ease. Finally, I could sleep like a sleeping beauty, HAHA.

Today, I decided to wash my duvet, my bedsheet, and my pillow cases. I also wanted to put my pillows and my mattress under the hot sun, to kill away those unwanted bugs and germs. Haha go die, you stupid bugs! Die!!!



Thursday, July 17
8:49 PM

Okay, so when I woke up from my good night's sleep this morning, I was seriously bored. I woke up at 8.30am, as usual. I've been sleeping early nowadays. Usually by 11.30pm I would be sleeping already. I don't know why, it's becoming a habit now. Plus, it makes it a whole lot easier for me to wake up in the morning.

I asked my housekeeper to do my hair today. She plaid it neatly and tightly. So I got to school with that hairdo, receiving lots of comments about it. Unfortunately, some tried to do the same hairstyle as me, on the same day, at the same time. Can't they do it tomorrow? Sheesh! So after Recess during Geography in class today, I changed my hairdo. From the plaid, I tied it into a loose bun, in my own method. There. Try copying that.

I got to school in a good mood. But somehow, something made me so damn annoyed. School didn't even start yet, and my mood was already crushed. Heck, it wasn't even five minutes since I arrived at school, and I got sooooo annoyed. Well, I didn't manage to hide that annoyance on my face. I was so annoyed -- and pissed -- that I didn't even bother about everyone else. I just threw my book here, scowled whenever I couldn't find my pen, frown whenever someone tries to disturb me. I was seriously annoyed. People were screaming here and there, and I was trying to do my work. I just wish I could scream back at the people who were so deafening, but I knew better than to create a scene.

On the bright side, I got the second highest in class for Science, and an A for Maths! Weeeeeeeeee! Finally, an A for Maths. It's been a while ;D

Tomorrow is Friday. Saturday is the day after tomorrow, which is also the day I can't wait for. I can't wait to relax at home, watch TV, finish my homework, and enjoy the weekend. Yeaaaah.

I still haven't received my favourite black pants, Piqa!



Wednesday, July 16
8:24 PM

Cheer comp is over. Book Check is coming soon. Which means. . .

Homework must be done PRONTO + catching up with the missed lessons = PRESSURE!

Yay. Well, I failed Sejarah. The thing about Sejarah is, what I read from the stupid text book don't seem to appear in the paper. Seriously! And I don't get it. Reading the stupid topics will lead me nowhere, since nothing I read ever appears in the question papers. Sheesh.

The good news is, my Agama marks leaped to a passing B. Yaaayyyyyy! I'd usually get a drastic D for Agama, but for the last test I got a B! Woohoo! I'm so proud, haha.

Nowadays I'm feeling woozy and dizzy. And I'd feel faint from time to time too. Ahhhh what's wrong with me?



Sunday, July 13
7:38 PM

12th and 13th July happened to be the Cheer Comp 2008! Many teams performed and competed. There were also a lot of newcomers.

On the first day;
Adele and Xavier assembled at school around 6.30am. We did our hair, our makeup, and the rest. We took the bus to the stadium at around 7.15am. There weren't many supporters for every team. Only a quarter of the stadium were filled with people. Adele, which happens to be my team, didn't do so well with the stunts. But our dances were good, they were crisp sharp, and it really impressed the judges. Xavier did very well, although one of their stunts didn't work out. But otherwise, I think they were really good and very professional.

Second day;
It happens to be today. We assembled at school at 7.30am. We did our hair, but we didn't do our makeup there. Qyla (who happens to be an Adelian; pronounced as Uh-Dell-Lee-En) applied makeup to the Adelians at the stadium -- hey, she's a really good makeup artist! ;D Supporters filled almost three-quarters of the stadium. Adele and Xavier's turns were after the lunch break. Our turn was around 2pm++. Before our -- Adele -- turn, we had to get ready already. There we were, waiting and menggelabah-ing at the waiting point. I was very nervous, we were all very nervous. This will be the last day for us to perform, to prove to everyone that Adele is a really good team. After this, there will be no more Adele for us. No more practices, no more shouts, no more getting scolded, no more cheer. Well, for the year at least, haha.

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I was so nervous, I actually intended to cry. I couldn't fight back the tears at first, I was very nervous. My heart was pounding very hard, I had butterflies in my stomach, and I had a light headache. At first, I cried a little. But then, as it almost got to our turn, I couldn't fight back the tears anymore. So I cried, tears started to fall down my perfectly blushed cheeks. Elysha's mum was nice enough to come and give us confidence and support. She was there with us at the waiting point. While I cried, she massaged my shoulders, telling me to relax and just be confident. She told me to believe in Allah, to give us faith. And so I did. Astarghfirrullah hal-azeem, she told me to say over and over again. I said it in my heart over and over again. Finally, I fought back my tears, I fought away my nervousness, I fought my fear. My heart started to cool down, and I started to get jumpy and hyper. I kept on jumping and jogging slightly to get my heart rate up, and to make me a little relaxed. It worked.

Our turn. There we were, on that blue wobbly mat, with confidence up to the max! The supporters were cheering for us, giving us more confidence! Unfortunately, as we got to the mat and got to our first positions, the music started a little too early, and we had a little time to get in our ready positions. But we did it. We danced and cheered all out, until most of us nearly vomited due to the excessive cheering. I nearly vomited on the mat, but I fought it back. My mind was focused only on Adele. We cheered it all out, everything out! Our smiles were from ear to ear, telling everyone that we're so confident. After our performance, we couldn't stop smiling. We were really proud with ourselves. We really did it with the stunts this time, semua naik. And our dance? Oh they were freakin' awesome. I'd show you a video of us, but I'm not sure who actually took a video of us. Hehe. But we were great. We really couldn't do it without the supporters and CBNers cheering for us. I would like to thank my friends for supporting me in this team, for boosting my confidence.

After our performance, we got back to our seats. I couldn't stop smiling to myself. A cheerful grin never hurts anyone. We couldn't have done it with our awesome captain; Nursyafiqah Shamsudin and our hardworking co-captain; Chiu Cheng Sim. Without them, Adele would be nothing more than a piece of crap. So, I would like to take this opportunity to thank them for all their hardwork, and also the Adelians who really worked their butts off today. Even though we didn't get the top five, at least we did our best and proved to everyone that we are a good team. A really good team.

ADELE 2008; Nursyafiqah, Chiu Cheng Sim, Nur Iman Nedhiera, Nurul Aqilah, Farah Parkes, Farhana Najla, Dahlia Irene, Tengku Irene, Tengku Elysha, Siti Nafisah, Fazlyn Syarah,
Wahida, Myrrah, Munira, Johanna Jane, Sorfina Qyrisha.

Adele, you really did it this time. Even though we did have a lot of last minute problems, a whole lot of screw ups and etcetera, we finally managed to rock the stadium! Woo! Did I mention that CBN got the award for the BEST SUPPORTERS? And did I mention that XAVIER won number FIVE? Oh yeah, CBN ROCKS! Unfortunately, neither Adele nor Xavier won the best dressed award. I was very disappointed when I found out that Adele didn't win the best-dressed award. Really. I was very disappointed because I was the one who designed it. I don't mean to brag, but I thought it was a very different and unique design. It was a whole lot different from the others. But still, CBN won the best supporters award! ;D


ADELE 2008!


Dahlia Irene.

I HEART ADELE.



Friday, July 11
11:02 PM

As of 5.10pm of 11th July 2008, it was the LAST practice for Adele '08.

I don't know what else to say. We FINALLY nailed it during our last practice.

Well, I guess I'd better off now. I need to wake up at 4.45am tomorrow and be at school by 6am, no kidding ;D

All the best, Adele and Xavier!

CBN HOT TO GO, AUM!



Wednesday, July 9
11:55 PM

Here I sit in this chair, listening to my previous playlists that remind me of the nostalgic times I had.

2007. A year that is simply unforgettable. Time flies by so fast. It seems just like yesterday it was my first day of high school. Now, it's my second year of high school.

I miss the school holidays last year. It was just great! November had been hectic, but it was a fun ride. December was just unspeakable. It was the best time of the year. It was Christmas -- though I don't celebrate it. But Christmas seemed very cheerful and merry, I just had to enjoy it.

I love December '07. I can still remember the time when my parents went to Hajj. Hashim Awang and Zaleha Abu Hasan's children didn't hesitate to drop them off at the meeting point, which was in Kelana Jaya. I can still remember what I wore, how I felt like, what I smelt like -- hey, I smelt flowery okay! My father all wrapped up this white cloth, my mother wearing her telekung. I can still remember what everyone wore that day. I wore my favourite green baju kurung with gold squares embroidered on the Thai silk. I had a really soft and smooth black scarf covering a part of my hair. My black and white cow-print flip flops definitely made me look taller. I can still remember the hot environment, with people buzzing here and there, getting ready to leave. I can still remember the terrible back ache I had, which made me dizzy and nauseated. It was hard to let Mama and Abah go, but we know it's for their best. We got home teary eyed.

December was also the month that Kakcik and I discovered Burger Shop, a game that is simply addictive and amazing! Kakcik and I were like the Gaming Buddies. We enjoyed spending our time playing Burger Shop or Diner Dash 1,2,3,4, hahahaha! We were such gamers back then. It was also the month that we discovered The Loyal Movie Buddies, which Kakcik, Barnzola and I made up. Whenever we go out to watch a movie, we always go together in threes. The Movie Trio. Oh yeah. After any movie, we'd recite back the funny lines in the movie. It was hilarious!

I really miss December. It was a month that were full of interesting events. Listening to Paramore's Riot album, yeah it reminds me so much of Nov-Dec '07. It brings me back the nostalgic memories, playing the good times I had over and over in my head.

My new year's eve celebration had never been better. Kakcik, Abg Azlan, Kak Intan, Abg Ike and I watched fireworks that were going on outside the house. It was beautiful! BEE-YOU-TEE-FULL! It literally took my breath away, haha ;D

January came. That's when Mama and Abah got home safely from their Hajj. Oh man, do they smell good! Well, sort of. They smelt of Mecca, very vintage and smoky. When they got home, their scent filled their bedroom. And somehow, it reminds me a lot of last year. So, whenever I go into my parents' room, that lovely and relaxing scent would linger in my nose, relaxing my senses. Unfortunately, the smell faded by March, or maybe earlier. The smell is gone. I can't relive my memories anymore :(

Well, on the bright side. . .

MY BROTHER IS HOMEEEE!!!!!! WEEEEHOOOOOOO!!!!

Unfortunately he's going back to Miri on Saturday. And to make things worse, he won't be able to see me perform at the Cheer Comp '08. *Sniff sniff :'(

Oh 2007, the best year I ever had.




Sunday, July 6
12:47 PM

Miss Piggy and her clan smell like poo. . .

With brains as small as a pea. . .like teaching pigs how to fly. . .

With their oh-so-nauseating looks.


Well, good luck facing your twisted tormented life, kiddo. Maybe you can have that trophy this year; The Best Person to Ruin Someone's Life, yeah you're qualified for that.

Siapa makan cili, dia terasa pedas, kan?

HA HA HA, sad little Bitch.



12:14 PM

I woke up in despair today. It was 10am, I was groaning at the sunlight.

Gee, Mr. Sunlight, please come back another time!

I spoke to Mr. Sunlight, ahah right. I woke up by the sound of Kak Intan organising and shuffling my clothes on my study table to be put in the closet. That's when I groaned.

I took a shower immediately after I woke up. I decided to wash my hair, since I didn't wash it yesterday. As the warm water splashed my cold body, I cleared my mind and relaxed. I shampooed my hair with that Sunsilk shampoo, which left a strong and lovely scent on my hair.

After I showered, I decided to clean up my room a bit. Maybe organise my study table, my closet, my bed. I changed my duvet and it smelt flowery, perfect.

After I cleaned my room a little, I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. I found a big bag full of Rotiboy buns, so I took one. Well, I had nothing better to do so I took the bun and I ate it at the living room in front. I also had my Form Two Sejarah text book with me.

While slowly nibbling on the bun, enjoying and savouring each bite, I read my Sejarah text book with a pencil in my right hand. I underlined those important points so that I can go over it later. After about one hour sitting cross-legged on the big plushy couch, with the bun in my left hand and a pencil in the other, I finally stopped studying for a while. I decided to take a break. I finished Chapter Five already, yay! I already started going through Chapter Six of the text book. There are six sub-chapters in Chapter Six. I stopped until 6.3. Which means I have another half to go, and I'm done with Sejarah!

Well, my goal for today is to finish studying Sejarah so that I can get to work on my Agama. My Agama paper will be on Tuesday, so I have about two days until it starts. And I'm telling you, I have a lot to study on Agama. Almost half of the text book will be in the exam. Sheesh! Still, it's AGAMA and I can't put it aside. It's a part of my life, ehehe :)

I also want to finish Kak Intan's work by today. I need another RM20 to pay up for my cheer costume. Another RM20 and it's complete!

I still haven't taken my daily supplement of vitamins today; Pharmaton. I'm starting to feel drowsy. . .Lalalaaaaa. . .



1:44 AM

Here I am now, with lips as dry as the Sahara desert, with my head throbbing like mad, with the feeling of falling down to the ground, collapsing into shattered pieces. Here I am now, crashing down.

Here I sit in this chair, with pure hatred boiling inside me, trying to escape, but failing with every try. My heart is pounding, the colour red is slowly filling my face, I can practically feel the steam coming out of my nose and ears. The steam of hatred. The heart-pounding hatred. Wow, I never felt this feeling before. I never felt this kind of hatred rapidly blooming inside. I never did.

This girl, this one particular girl, she makes me soooooo...infuriated. She's so selfish and self-centered like there's no tomorrow. She wants attention, especially from older people. My hatred for her never stops blooming, it never will. As of year 2008, I secretly start to grow that feeling of pure hatred for her. Secretly. Nobody knows this hatred. No one will.

When I start to develop that feeling of hate and despair for someone, that's my cue to get nasty and mean and evil. Yes. Inside my diary, her name is on every page. Each page saying one nasty word to describe this evil witch. Each time I write her name, strokes and scribbles will cover the letters. I never had this kind of hatred before, seriously! This mean witch, she's ruining my life like poison.

Well, she's just another problem I have go to through. She's just another discomforting phase in life. The hatred is just another matter. Whatever it is, she's not taking away my dignity. She might take my happiness, but she won't take away my dignity. Here I am standing now, standing tall and proud of myself, for surviving each step I took. The first step that led to the good way, and the first step that led to the bad way.

I am standing tall and proud, proud as a peacock.

As for the hatred? Well, let's just say it will never go away. It will always stay with me, until I perish from this world. The end.



Thursday, July 3
10:51 PM

To you noble readers out there, I won't blog for another week or so. My exams are coming up next week and I have a lot to study and prepare. Well, you can conclude that I'm currently very busy, drained, exhausted, tired, and stressed.

On the bright side, I'm not depressed about anything anymore, HAHA xD

Nowadays I'm very busy. I'll try to update my blog as frequently as possible.

Thanks, cheers!



Tuesday, July 1
5:40 PM

Parent-Teacher Interview today went OK I guess. My dad seemed cool about my average results. Good thing is, I didn't fail the two hardest subjects in PMR; Sejarah and Agama. Well, Agama is easy actually, it's just that I don't get the part where it involves histories.

There she was, calling for me at the door of my class. I packed my bag and I quickly followed Nadine to the hall, where the PTI was held. My dad had arrived. I dreaded each second while I waited for my name to be called up. So there I was, sitting next to my dad, opposite my class-teacher. I don't know why I was so afraid and nervous before that. I don't recall doing anything against the school rules, so I shouldn't be afraid about it. My dad already knew my results, so I shouldn't be scared. But still, my heart was pounding against my chest, ready to pop out anytime.

Ah, results okay la. Cikgu lain takde complain apa-apa dekat saya pasal kelakuan Iman, so, saya rasa kelakuan dia baik. Sebab kalau tak, memang cikgu lain akan complain.
Oh, OK, terima kasih, Cikgu.

Thank you Cikgu! I was saved from my dad, he didn't seem to be outraged. On the contrary, this time I won't be off the hook with my mum.

Ah, Abah gelak-gelak pon, Iman kena serious. Belajar la baik-baik.
Okay, Bah.

Yes, Abah. I'll study smart, not hard. He already warned me about my mum giving me super-duper long lectures about not getting excellent grades. So, looks like I'll have to wait until my mum gets back from Genting. I'm dreading every second of waiting for her. I just want to get it over with, say whatever she has to say and done, FIN!

Somehow, whenever I get lectures from my mum about my studies, I can't seem to control my tears. It'd just fall down automatically. Looks like I have to prepare.

Well, I did get a stinky number SEVEN in class. Seven is my rank in class for Midterm. That's not good. No. My rank did go higher. Last year, I got number nine for midterm, and number eight for the second semester. Now I got a seven. I'm aiming for top five, that's all I'm asking for.

I despise high school. Despite the oh-so-many-subjects-to-study; the unbearable teachers; the out-of-nowhere classroom; and the expensive foods and drinks the canteen sells, yeah, I guess you can say high school is da-bomb! Ha-ha.

I despise high school. 'Nough said.



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