Lucky Number Slevin, eh Seven.

WHO LIKES NUMBER 7?
Random fact: There are 7 spots on a common ladybird.

Random picture: My cousins, Emil and Sofhea, 010608, PastaMania, Pavillion.
Emil nak terkam makanan kakak die (",)

To Zaki, you tagged me the other day (Zainab also tagged me - kind of), so here it is. My Sevens.

7 facts about me:

1- I sometimes have celebrities in my dreams.
Shopping with David Beckham? Check.
Went on a gondola along a canal in Venice with Nick Carter? Check.
Orlando Bloom singing me a song? Check.

I Googled the interpretations of this kind of dreams, and it said that deep down inside I'm yearning for fame and fortune. Who doesn't?

2- Eventhough I started going for piano lessons since I was 8, I still suck at playing it. It takes me forever to play a song perfectly from start to end.

3- I can finish a shower in 5 minutes (if I'm in a hurry) or I can be in there up to an hour (if I have all the time in the world).

4- Sometimes, if there's no greens (veggies) to go with my meal, I'd rather not eat at all.

5- I don't drink Nescafe, coffee, Neslo, macchiatowhatnot, espresso etc. You get the drift right? I don't anything with coffee-like taste in it.

6- I eat my noodles (bihun, mee, Maggi, kuetiau, spaghetti, laksa etc) with spoons. Sometimes, with chopsticks. Never with forks, unless there's no spoons around.

7- I once fantasized that I'd get a blond-haired, blue-eyed boyfriend/husband. I still do, sometimes. Haha.

7 fears of mine:

1- Dying in my sleep. Crushed by the rotating (and wobbling) ceiling fan above.

2- Waking up one day, only to find I'm alone. Kinda like Will Smith in I Am Legend, but without the vampires.

3- Losing my parents before I'm ready. I don't think I'll ever be ready.

4- Contracting a mysterious, unexplainable disease. If I ever had one, I'd be very relieved if there's a real life Gregory House in this world. That guy's a genius!

5- Getting fat.

6- Having to repeat any subject in my course. I don't want to spend more than 4 years in university!

7- Having a pancit/flat tyre on a deserted highway i.e Karak at night time. It's not because I don't know how to change one, it's because I'm sure I'll be so nervous at that time and I'll forget how to go about it!

7 songs of the moment:

1- 'Tyrant' by OneRepublic

2- 'Goodbye, Apathy' by OneRepublic

3- 'All Fall Down' by One Republic

4- 'Mercy' by OneRepublic

5- 'Prodigal' by OneRepublic

6- 'Won't Stop' by OneRepublic

7- 'All We Are' by OneRepublic

7 phrases I use in my daily life:

1- 'Yolah tuu..'

2- 'Mengong tol!'

3- 'WTH???'

4- Err.. I believe that's all.

5- #4 is not a phrase I use all the time.

6- Really. I think that's all.

7- Why are you still reading? I said that's ALL!

7 valuables I treasure:

1- My parents.

2- My siblings.

3- My close friends.

4- My new Casio keyboard.

5- My Compaq Presario V3000.

6- My Nokia L'Amour 7373.

7- My authentic RM1k plus DKNY, my-mom-got-it-as-a-present-from-somebody-but-she-doesn't-like-it-
so-she-gave-it-to-me handbag.

My 7 'first's:

1- First major kiddie crush on a boy: Sa***l Dz******i, Standard 1, 1994

2- First all-out (super-long: 10-year) crush confession to a guy: on MSN Messenger, 12am-6am, sometime in 2004.
The guy is the boy in #1 above.

3- First time ice-skating: with Ben (my kid brother) at Sunway Pyramid, 2007

4- First concert: Westlife, Bukit Jalil, 2001.

5- First overseas holiday (excluding Singapore): Danau Toba, with the family, 1990's.

6- First newspaper interview: 'Adik Dinie gemar membaca', akhbar Didik, 1995.

7- First major (academia) regret: Applying for JPA instead of MARA scholarship.

7 peeps I wanna tag next:

Ahh. Who wants to spend a chunk of their time doing this tag? Consider yourself tagged.

According to the Golden Rule, 'do unto others as you would have others do unto you'.

So, I'm not tagging anybody.

Blabber

Random thought: I hate Leona Lewis and Duffy.

Yes, I do hate them.
I don't know why. I just hate them.
And their hit songs.

'Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love' -- Urghh
'You got me begging for your mercy, yeah yeah yeah' -- Another Winehouse? NOOOOO!

Buruk bagai layout nih. Haii. I'll spruce it up later when I am inspired, later. Way later.

Oh, to the very thoughtful tagger, I'm still digging deep into my rusty brain to find out what are my fears. I know I have some, but I can't seem to put them into words.

I'm hopeless like that.

No Longer Smitten

DON'T PLAY PLAY.



Today is a bad day for me.

Since 9am, I've felt like strangling people who were cheerful and all-smiley at the lab.
Like, putting my hands around their necks and squeeze hard 'til the faces turn blue.
And then I'd cut off their heads from the bodies, and toss the heads to the hungry sharks in the ocean.
The bodies I'd cut up into hundreds of pieces each.

Or, I'd somehow find myself a big-ass SUV/truck and ram them sick.
Preferably with their hands and legs helplessly tightly tied with a rope, and they're placed against a wall. A white wall.
So that I can see the blood splattered all over it. And the brains and the guts.

Feeling lonely also doesn't do me any good at this time.
Feeling so alone (and angry), you can easily cry.

Have you ever felt that way?

In this state of being, it doesn't matter if you throw at me any cute random guys, I can bite their heads off.
I won't melt so easily as I usually do.
This includes a grown-up Bukhari from an alternate universe.
F*ck off all Bukharis of the world.

p/s: To all those people who wants to see how he looks like, he isn't all that. I was blinded by his height. He is a typical teenager. Urghh. WHAT WAS I THINKING???

I know I know, I ain't all that either, but hey, this is my blog, I can say whatever I like!