it's official. my other blog is so not happening. haha. my fault. too ambitious, see, start another blog on sheer impulse (just one of my traits.. uh-oh) not much updates there. hee. in fact i think only has ONE post. but a gd read. no doubt. will update it. i promise. hee

so i've settled my admission to the islamic college thing. yeap. hopefully they'll take me in as a candidate. amin. just need to attach my payment to them. and im done. =)

which reminds me! had a lil bit of prblm with my cheque payment to smu. low-down: i really really really want to enrol into smu's bachelor of SOCIAL SCIENCE. there. i've said it. the prblm is it seems they rcvd my supporting documents, not my cheque!! which is rather impossible since they were in ONE envelope. daddy said it was cos i din staple or clip the pathetic cheque. haix. i duno, rash din too either wat!!!!! haix. now just hopefully they can help me settle the matter. was assured that this wouldn't affect my application. think abt it!!! i handed it in WAY BEFORE APRIL~~~!! the cheque's dated 22 MARCH for goodness sake. jairustrating. and oh man. i just pray i get an interview date la. somehow. pray for me yeah? just smthg i really really really wana do. but hey, things happen for reasons.

phew. and now looking for facilitators for the jc1 camp in may. dun ask me how come i got roped in to do this.. a rather long long long story tt wld b such a waste to tell on my blog. heh.

oh oh oh.. i was walking by from the library to my house yesterday. (borrowed chang and eng a novel, a gd read.. among other books) and i saw the most beautiful sight. a full grown rambutan tree. for the uninformed: rambut=hair, so rambutan= hairy fruit. gosh i sound so yuckie. but yeah. it's this fruit tt's red in colour and real juicy flesh. hmm. nice? aint so bad la. not as nice as a wedge of watermelon though!! ;) oh yeah. the tree. yeah. so there were all the rambutans dropping off this tree. and i was then saddened by the next sight: the house was gona be sold. oh dear. they'll prolly chop off that poor fella. like the durian tree off fidelio street. you knw? forget it. there was a durian tree. very high and then they chopped it off.. shux. guess for safety reasons? i duno. whatever. pity whoever gets whacked by a durian man. gdnes gracious me.

emah wants to make a special guest appearance. whatever la tt womun. possible topic of discussion: oprah. her fave. siao little chicken nugget. go get yourself a cushion will ya? sheesh. so watch this space for that womun who unfortunately cant commit to a blog. _gd thing she aint as ambitious as me~!!!_ haha

weng still hasnt called. _gee, i make it sound like he's my boyfriend, i dun mind!! ;)_ but the thing is. i have another job offer. at changi south. well, aliah says chamfering. so-so pay but the deal is... knock off at 3!! read: i dun wana slog my arse off. and i get to be with frens at work. so yeah. am pretty on for it la. consider this: i've asked for jobs at jobstreet and still NOTHING's gg dwn. so screw them. sheeesh. now enter prblm: weng. have given him my word tt i'd hlp him. but he was supposed to call. i repeat supposed. gosh if only that stupid money plant really does grow money on it. then i'd be a rich girl lalalala i'd hv all the money in the world.. haha. tsk tsk. forgive me. so unsophisticated and uneducated.

read this: money aint the most important thing in the whole bludy world la. seriously. love is. love for the Lord: Allah subbahanawatallah. love for yourself. love for the pple ard you :)

and me and rash wana enrol to a sewing class. really! _to which mum chortled and typed (on msn) i dun think they have those sort of classes anymore_ so much for skills training. ok ok. before we go into all the mumbo-jumbo abt high-skilled labor. i knw. we knw. dying trade. but im sure there'll be some. somewhere. so if u knw, gimme a nudge ait. if ur gona lauf ur arse off at me, read: Forget it.

ait im gona go busy myself. yeap. home alone and loving it!

song of my day: spoonful of sugar [OST mary poppins]