By Nisha
Fly like a bird
Take to the sky
I need you now
LordCarry me high
Don't let the world break me tonight
I need the strength of you by my side
Sometimes this life can be so cold
I pray you'll come and carry me home.
YeA...Exams finished!!!! hurray!!
By Nisha
Only two papers away before I get my long relaxing holiday. (Can't wait for it!!). Luckily my next paper is in two days time. At least I could take this night off from 4 glass of coffee, a glass of Ribena and three different type of teas.( I had only plain water today J). So neway, despite having the night off, I didn't follow my best friend from hometown (Kiran) to a happening Hindi club in town (being a so called good girl), and so here I am, posting an aimless post…
Not being able to do anything at all tonight. Cant watch a movie as I don't have a mood for it, cant read a book as I wont be able to finish it, and since exams are still on, none 
of my friends are online...tried studying for Monday's paper but thanks to my 'fast-switch-off-once-declared' brains, I cant even concentrate on it. God how boring can one night be. Furthermore a Saturday night. Now I wish I went to the club. At least could have 'wash my eyes' looking at all the good looking guys, as well as sweating out few calories of fat which has been constantly accumulating my body for the past few months…but then again, thanks to one of my college friend who didn't want to follow, I didn't go. All so that I wouldn't disturb kiran with her bf. (Don't wanna be kacau daun). And this is where I end up... Haish… the road not taken…this is what I get, a boring endless night..
By Nisha
My body temperature has not reach above 37.5 ºC. And yet, im going through a fever (the famous fever whenever end of semester approaches) the 'exam fever'. The normal 'insomnia' like condition, tensed all the time, kononya no time for anything, no TV, no lepaking, no blogging (ya rite!!)…bla...bla...(basically im getting all the symptoms). And in addition to all this, I'm going through another major thing. And that is the 'mengidam' syndrome. I don't know why, but every time im in my study week, my body will push for strange things. Chocolate at 2 in the morning, (I hate choc), Call mummy in early hours, thinking about a certain top I saw a year ago, swing in the play ground at midnight, and the latest urge (now) is for the Johnson & Johnson baby night time bath (and its already 4 in the morning). When I don't get these things, my brain gets 'merajuk' and refuses to do anything…damn!! where to find it at this time??!!
By Nisha
The heading “Yeah,Less to Study!!” in the STAR education today caught my eye and after a brief read through, it some how angered me. Not to the fact that the education system will be going through some changes but to the changes done. The paper states that the government is considering on lessening the burden in school children by decreasing the number of subjects and increasing other activities such as co-curriculum and changing all the ‘not-so-important’ subjects to project-based learning as to give more time to the children to socialize. No doubt that the intentions are good, but at the same time have the government consider what would have happened to the kids if they’ve had more time off? Wouldn’t there be more juvenile problem? At least in this present day school children are occupied with tons of books to read and homework. But have anyone wondered what will happen when they are not occupied? Besides, how will they cope up with tertiary education? Even with the present day education, I feel that the things we've learned are not sufficient enough. (I myself had to slugger in the first 2 semester of University to relearn the proper foundation.)
There was also a part in the article stating that after standard 6, those who are 'academically inclined will be channeled to more skill-based vocational stream'. That would certainly be good for the students, but does that also mean they would never know other important things? Like how to write (for those who can't), how to read, or even learn the basic subjects? It's just isn't fair!!
These were not the main reasons that annoyed me. what iritated me was that, personally, I feel that now days, even the education system is been 'played-around'. Every now and then we have changes in it that finally does not do any good but just lowers the quality of the education. And after few years, the changes will be redone back to normal, and indirectly, it might affect thousands of school kids. Is this new coming up changes one of it?? I hope not!!
By Nisha
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This fav. poem of mine narrates about everyone's story in life. This obviously includes mine as well. Every step and path ive taken is a path less traveled by people. Every time I took any new route, I would always wonder how would it have been if ive taken the other path. Every step I took, Ive always asked myself 'what if'…. Of course, there was nothing I could do about it, but finally I did realize something, and that is no matter which path Ive taken, it is definitely the best one could ask for. Even if Ive ever had the chance to rearrange the paths, to reconsider my life, im sure, at the end, I would have reached the same ending, the same route, the same life, the one Im starting to appreciate..
By Nisha
The clock has just strike 3 in the morning and it has been quite sometime since you've gotten a break. Your neck is hurting, your hands are lifeless, your legs are extremely fatigue, your heart is beating thousand miles a minute, your oxygen intake is increasing rapidly, your eye lid are closing more frequently, your vision is blurred, your ears are not functioning well, and you've lost your body balance. You put all the work aside as you are getting dizzy and at the end when you hit the bed, as you are trying to enjoy your rest finally, 'switching off' all the body parts for nice long sleep, all of a sudden, the brain gets stubborn and ignores your instructions, leaving you with a 'death' body and activated mind, not being able to sleep, nor move. If you are facing any of these symptoms, then watch out, as the *Nescafe Coffee Arabica syndrome has just inhabited your body!!
By Nisha
Jeng..jeng..jeng. .Finals coming soon..Yea!! ok..ok..Im not happy about the papers. What i can't stop waiting for is the series of events after that!! Ive just written down the 'to do' list and cant wait to put them into practice. Firstly, after the exams im going to bangsar.. (Not clubbing) but to the tiny rental book shop to rent all the romantic Judith Mcnaught's books (obviously includes Paradise). Then go shopping the following day with my shopholic friends (they have disagreed with shopping so far but knowing them especially Nads who would have received her JPA money, im sure all will get convinced). Then get ready for Genting trip, followed by getting into the 'artistic' side of me (making distorted lamps), picnic, World Cup, Hindi movies, delicious food, bla..bla..bla and lastly, when im tired of getting hyperactive, I will get myself a job. Finally once I got bored, I will start counting days to get back to collage, back to books, back to the same old library, back to Auntie’s boring tasteless food etc..(That's how it has been for the past 2 years, im sure it will be the same this time)…humph... But then...before all this, I've got to go through 6 deadly papers first!!
By Nisha
sigh..everyone is back home..preet is 'enjoying' herself at home in klang..nads and shark..they are already staying in their respective home..sigh..Im the only one left here..all alone..well.. Not exactly alone..I have klien, ricky and all the others.. my chatterbox sister is also here to make my day everday ( more like 'make' my ear). And yet, I want to go home..I want to go back to my mom's delicious, yummy, aromatic, spicy, burnt 'terung bakar'. I want to go back to my grandma's small, protective, smelly and yet ‘feels just like in paradise’ 'armpit'. I want to go back to my dad's endless interesting, informative advices, I want to go back to bug my uncles and 'leg-fight' with my cousins,I want to go mountain hiking (walking) with my aunt, I want to go back to ber'gossip' with my hometown friends (Kiki, Aman and Maal..wait for me!!)..I want to go back to walk and play with the ponies, in my 'dreamland', away from all the pressure and stress, just like what I used to do with Him last time..i want to go back home to the icy colourfull ice-kacang in the windy cold bustation roof..I want to go back to the only place which accepts me as who I am (the lazy pig)!! I WANT TO GO BACK!! to the place I could call a Home..Wuhuhu.. dah..jgn nak mengada!! Go n study!!
By Nisha
Few days ago, as my friends and I were busy discussing in the library, suddenly a black guy came up to our table and sat there, without being invited. All of us were taken aback and were speechless until he introduced himself and said that he was interested to get to know us better. Everything went fine at first, (with him talking endlessly and all of us got fed up coz couldn’t understand half of whatever he was saying and he was taking our precious time) until he came to a part telling me how 'sexy' I was in a top last week (which I cant recall wearing) and told me to put on the top again (ya rite!!). he also told us to bring him around KL but every time he said that, he also added that he was scared to be seen with 'Malay' girls in 'tudung'. So guess who was left?? Me only!! (Preethi wasn’t there). Furthermore, he also told us to have sex once a weak!! (At this point of time I could see the changes in my friend's faces). It’s not like we are closed-minded. Not at all. Infect we talk about these things all the time. (Duh!! We've learnt reproductive system!!) But it's just not something one tells a girl who sits in the library in the first meeting itself!! He was more like approaching a girl in the dance floor!! Finally, after shark told him that we had to study (took him 15 mins to leave), he went. That too after demanding for our numbers. (Which he didn't get) Fuh!! And after that day, my friends and I never went back to the library to study. Hoping never to get stalked again. (It happened only 4 days ago).
As for me.. Just look at how unlucky I am. I wanted a certain foreigner to notice me but instead of a good-looking hunky white, I got noticed by the exact opposite!!. exactly as what happened to me a few months ago, instead of getting approached by a fair, well-known Indian guy in college (hopper), I got approached by a fair, nerdy-looking (now change a bit already) Indian (mojo-jo-jo)..*sigh..
By Nisha
This morning, as I was resting after a long 2 hours of stretching in my dance class with my dance buddy, my aunt's friend (who has known me for few years now) approached me. After a brief introduction to my friends, she just looked at me and said 'I thought you would have quit by now'. I just stared at her and not knowing what to do, I just laughed. I don't blame her for saying that as Ive always done a great amount of mistakes in the class and have been getting nice long lecturing from my teachers. But at the same time; I do enjoy the 'scolding’'as it greatly improves my sequences in the class. What upset me was that, do I really look that week? How could she even think that I was going to stop the class? Do I look like someone who would just stop doing something I like just because of few remarks given? Well aunty... I DON'T THINK SO!!
By Nisha
Damn!! Its Sat evening & Ive got to study!!ok..ok..now how bad can it be? Its just 5 hours of reproductive system. Ok..lets make it interesting ons the comp now take a deep breath, types 'reproductive system' and hits the search button..
Female reproductive system;
Damn..the same old boring menstrual cycle, estrogen,..bla..bla scrools down now why on earth are they showing this to public? Tak malunya..hehe.. but hey..wait a min!! Why is it opening. Ouch! That must have hurt..kids under 30 close eyes!! Baby coming out!! closes window hish!! such a turn off..reproductive system? If they go on showing this it will change to a unproductive system eee..never going to produce!!
Next..
Male reproductive system;
Hmm..this should be a little interesting..
Scrolls to the external genitial part..
Ish..ish.. Ruins my xtra virgin eyes only.but hey..already 22. Can la..above average already..hehe
Aya..so many terms to remember!! Chromosome XXY..hmm..sounds like a superman coz got superpower and abnormal growth. No wonder wears 2 underwear..Wolffian..ok man are made out of wolf. Bulbourethral gland..hey..this sounds like bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!! (fairy godmother's mantra). Now where is that Cd?havent seen it for a long time.lost already? starts searching for it. there u r!! err..screw!! Puts into the cd-rom, closes all the window, and off I went.. Watching Cinderella!!
By Nisha
The boys i could never live without:
Jayvin; the boy who showed me the dual personality of a human (he is so 'kononya' macho, that no one would believe he loves girly stuff!!)
Rahul; the boy who taught me how to be a good follower (he follows Milan everywhere!!)
Trishay ; the guy who taught me how to behave and at the same time have fun.. basically, how to be a lady.
Milan; the guy who taught me 'how to be the man'
By Nisha
I just realized something. I can't leave without my friends (the round table group) ~ also called as spice gals (couldn't fit into Charlie’s Angels coz got 4 member) , when it is a school day. Two days ago, while I was nicely enjoying myself, 'excreting my faeces' in the toilet, I remembered them (hmm..y toilet!!). And at that moment, I was wishing my diarrhea would stop so I could run to college, just to meet them and join their cheerful humorous conversations. They just make my day!! (The only reason I go to collage, initially to see hopper as well, now no more~u see,bukannya belajo!!). They are like my catalyst in everything I do. Be it in education, or even dating tips (from what to wear to what to say, and also how to dump him!!)hehe.. ya..ok..ok.. I know I don’t have a 'backbone' but that's how it is. Now days, I don't think I would go for any date (if I have) without consulting them (after that complaint to them and my cousin yg tersayang) Unfortunately, we never got around much lately (the 4 of us) as finals are approaching *sob*. Although we do still laugh and make comments about everyone who passes us (the normal gossip stuff), it's never the same, as one or more is not around. The 'oldest-younger looking'-smart Nads, the 'young-sarcastic mummy-like' Shark, and the 'blur philosopher' Preets, along with the talkative irritating me must be there to complete the 'spice gals' in the round table group..
from left;preethi: err,,whats happening?
shark: ok kids, look at the camera. give a nice wide smile
nadiah: hik..hik..cutenya aku..yea..yea..(sings her choc-o-late song)
myself: huah..huah..habislah korang lepas nie!!
love u guys lots..
