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Friday, June 29, 2007
allowed entry at 11:00 pm

Whoopeedooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Firstly, Happy 17th Birthday To YunXiu.
The one who watched me grow.
I'll never forget the times we had.
I'll never forget you.
I really mean it.

Woke up early in the morning to go exercise.
SWIMMING! Hoohah.
Though I've made 84570285205827 phonecalls to 754820147 people, only 3 made it.
I know, shut up.
I could go on and on about what happened, but that would be lame and dumb.
[On that note, I wanna hug Lame really badly =(]
So yeah.
Let the pictures do the talking.


Happy Happy Happy Belated Birthday!
Whoopedoo.


HAHAHAHAHA
Yeah, the "Birthday Cake" was a small Power Rangers cake.
Budget uh beb.


This post is specially dedicated to Yaany actually.
You seriously never fail to brighten my days.
I know you.
You know me.
I laugh at your jokes.
You laugh at my jokes.
I kurang ajar.
You kurang ajar.
I can hangout with you from dusk till dawn and never fall asleep.
ILY.

Other pictures will be shown.
Not now.
Soon.
I can't concentrate on blogging.
People texting, msn-ing and parents talking to me.
WHAT THE FUCK LAH SIA.
I wanna do stuff, people talk to me.
When I'm free, people don't talk.
FUCKING ANNOYING LAH BITCH.


Wednesday, June 27, 2007
allowed entry at 10:13 pm

My parents took you in while I was still in my mum's womb.
We loved you like you were our blood relative.
I loved you like a sister.
That was the reason why I didn't let anyone bring you to the vet.
They'll say you won't live and will put you to sleep.
It gave me time to let things sink in, that you were gonna leave.
Now you have.
And this sucks.

RIP
1990 - 2007
A pet, a companion and a sister.



allowed entry at 1:22 am

I have no idea what to do right now.
With the out-of-my-mind boredom and my itchy fingers, I decided to blog.
But there's nothing to blog about.
Meh.

I still can't remember which Saturday has The Sally's playing at Esplanade.
So I don't know which Saturday I'm booked and when I'm not.
Which comes to this, I have no idea where else I should be lepak-ing at.
I think, the next thing I'm gonna do is sheesha-ing at Bugis.
Farahrahrahrahraaaaaaaaah! Up for it? HEH
Singapooooooooore! How come you're so... boring?
I'm even going to the other end of Singapore to find new spots to hangout.
Dang.

People prove me right every damn day.
I guess I'm either good or people are just downright insane.



My Apek let me be the FIRST to see the new haircut.
Like, and I quote "a cute little boy".
TRUE, not?
Ohkay shut up.
Yeah Nas, cute lah cute ;)

I just re-read my blog posts and most of them are pretty darn depressing.
With that jackass donkey idiot person and what nots.
I need to do more writing.
MySpace doesn't help me at nights anymore cause I'm too lazy to reply to comments which are 84208347 days old.
I have too much on my mind and I have to let it all out.
Or else I'll die cause my nerves will burst like that Jing-Mei Woo's mother who thinks too much, didn't talk about it and eventually died.
You'll understand if you're a literature student who studies Joy Luck Club.
Yeah, I'm flaunting it.
Get over yourselves X)
So yeah, Microsoft Word, here I come.



Tuesday, June 26, 2007
allowed entry at 1:23 am

I got pretty darn pissed when I got to know that someone's been talking shit about my friend.
And that someone is Mariam.
Well Mariam, I'm not going to call you names or threaten you or anything, which I initially thought of doing. But that would be stupid and it won't justify anything.
Instead, I'm gonna say this nicely.
Dissing people on the web isn't respectable.
Some might think it's funny but it isn't to the person you're dissing and their friends.
And hey, your blog readers are gonna think that you're mean and some might say, a bitch.
I'm not saying you're one though. Just an example.
Thanks Waany, for defending Meera, which got Mariam deleting her post.
A good advice, it's better to just leave nonsensical thoughts to yourself and just share the "joke" with your own group of friends.
Just laugh it off for a while and get on with life.
Simple.
I still AM pissed off, though.
Oh well. It's their thoughts and feelings and I can't control them, can I?
It took me a whole day to gather up my thoughts and type out something nice and simple to understand =/




I loved the laughs I had with Yany today.
I just wish that that moment never had to end.
Can't wait for Friday <33


Oh it's been a long time since I went boozing.
I found a new boozing friend, yo.
Buttttt, I have to wait till I have money.
Dang shits.


Monday, June 25, 2007
allowed entry at 1:23 am

I typed a page full of my feelings.
But I read it back and it seemed was stupid.
Deleted.

I miss the post-graduation holidays.
The nights when I would stay up till 4am talking shit with people.
I'd kill to have it all back.
Meh.

Moving on, I need some one to massage my neck and shoulder.
IT BURNS, motherfucker.

Should I go, or should I not?
I'm suddenly so freaking lazy to go out.
Dang.

Now, should I appear online and communicate, or should I not?
Bang.


Saturday, June 23, 2007
allowed entry at 12:59 am

Coffee Bean.
Daya.
Work.
Food.
Me.
Eat.
Pig.
Fat.

And THAT was the summary of the day.




Uh, she very extra lah seh. Pssht.


<3333333


Fish + Roti + Pig = the formation of the being above




I think, she was talking to herself.


Come, slap my slappable face.

I was stoning and suddenly I saw this kid hopping around.
It reminded me of hopscotch.
And I just realised that I forgot how it goes.
It took me 2 minutes to try and remember how to play that game.
I really need to relive my childhood.

We need more people for Friday.
Eyh, anyone free this Friday?
Wanna come along, not?
We're going to Jurong Swimming Complex, yo!
Since now EVERYONE's going to Sentosa.
Nabey Cheebai.
So yeah, offer's open to anyone and everyone.
The more the merrier.
To reply to this offer, text me, IM me at MSN or tag my board. HAHA -.-
And yes, I'm planning. Kabish.
I EXPECT RESPONSES.


I can't get enough of "L"
^_^ <33
Now, the equation stands at:-
trance + booze + you = me getting high


Friday, June 22, 2007
allowed entry at 3:42 am

Stop it.
You don't sound cool. PFFT.

I think..
I think..
MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHE

Random posts are what's coming out of my typing nowadays.

TRANCE + BOOZE = ME GETTING HIGH
The equation, MY equation.

OKAY GO.


Thursday, June 21, 2007
allowed entry at 3:28 pm

Amazing, suddenly I'm not invisible.
But, the wireless connection didn't like me.
So it died.
THANKS ALOT.
No hopes up, no hopes crashed, I'm still sane.
Sane enough to wake up in the morning and smile.


Wednesday, June 20, 2007
allowed entry at 12:47 am

Serious question, am I invisible?
GOOD GOD.
It was nice knowing you.

Shoutout to Nabila.

Hope you'll get well soon.
I'll make a house visit if you want me to keep you sane. haha
I'm just a phonecall away.
I'll dash right over to your house if you need anything.
Yes, you know it, I know it, ILY.


Chao nabey don't laugh ah kay.
Don't make fun of people who don't have eyes.


And yes, I know I look like an overgrown and overweight fish.
With long hair which needs to get cut.
Soon.
Probably.

Tell me why, why why why am I so bored right now?
I had 2831390847231 tasks to complete just now and 384217134 people talking to me, which got rather annoying.
And now, nothing to do and no one's talking to me.
FINE ah FINE.


Monday, June 18, 2007
allowed entry at 4:11 pm

Hooray.

I feel like having sex wih Optimus Prime siak. HAHAH
In case you've been living under a rock (no offence to Patrick Star), this is Optimus Prime.

All hail Transformers!
Anyone wanna watch it with me?
I swear, Optimus Prime's voice in the movie sounds exactly the same as I remember in the cartoons when I was a kid.
THE GAZETTES GIVE ME GOOSEBUMPS.
Thanks eh, teevee.
Kudos to Steven Spielberg for making this movie.
ILY SIAK.


And this, is my dead husband, Darth Maul.
With is dual light sabre OMGAAAAAAAH
Steven Spielberg directed the Star Wars Trilogy too.
Eyh Mr. Spielberg, adopt me siak.

Call me a boyish nerd, I don't care.
I was brought up with 2 brothers who likes watching all this shit.
What do you expect?

There's loads more of my childhood heroes that I don't remember of.
I have to go see a psychiatrist and ask him to put me to sleep and dig deep into my past,
TO FIND MY CARTOON HEROES.

And to my other respected director, Mr. Quentin Tarantino, ILY too. ahha
And and and and I adore Mr. Jerry Bruckheimer.
I don't know why the hairs on the back of my neck stand whenever I see him on teevee.
I just have a huge amount of respect for this talented dude. GAH.

Anyone, bring these 3 of my film maker heroes to my house and I'll... I'll... uh something =/

I don't know why I started talking about all this.
I swear this post isn't worth for you to read.
It's just a flashback for me.
I miss the times when my world revolves around my family, my house, my teevee and my kindergarten.


Sunday, June 17, 2007
allowed entry at 7:42 pm

Ohkay best.
None of the 57101937465057282 blogskins that I viewed suits me.
Chao nabey.



allowed entry at 1:06 am

Intentions never intended.
Nevertheless, the destination was picked. WOO.





Haiqal, MEH, Yany, Meera and the-guy-who's-name-is-easy-to-forget, Reezan.


Uh, meet my friend who has down-syndrome.
I still love you and care for you, no matter what.
Sial uh, I'm not mean, am I? hah

KAY BYE


Saturday, June 16, 2007
allowed entry at 1:19 am

My best and worst memory, ending.
Erase yourself, please.
Regard me as dead.
I clearly am invisible.
I meant nothing.

Great.
I'm back to having my bipolar disorder again.
Congratulations.


Friday, June 15, 2007
allowed entry at 7:30 pm

Just when I thought that things were gonna get better,
You went and said "TAKE CARE".
Thanks.
Dammit.

"You're just a fad to them" - Susan Storm, Fantastic 4
But to me, you're not.
You never were.
You never have.
You never will be.


Tuesday, June 12, 2007
allowed entry at 8:23 pm

IRYANI BINTE SAMSUDIN!
[Oh Alfie, look at the previous post. I've done up your name. haha =P]
Happy 17th Birthday, makcik.
I love you a whole bunch.
Like I said in that at-the-stroke-of-midnight text message,
I don't ever want you to change.
You're awesome just the way you are.
You never fail make my days as bright as they can ever be.
You always make me feel like wanting to pee in my pants.
You're practically the Little Miss Sunshine in the Kodoks.
I hope you enjoyed your day.
And we'll plan your birthday celebration during the outing this Saturday, alright?
I LOVE YOU.

Dang, I've yet to plan stuff for Saturday.
We're gonna join forces with Mat's other members [spoken like a true MAT] to make the day more WOOH.
So yeah. I have to fit in their likes and rid the dislikes to get the night running smoothly.
WHOA the event manager in me is taking over.
-.- right.

3 more miserable days till the end of a term.
God, please make these 3 days go by fast.
I'll be good.
HAH.


Monday, June 11, 2007
allowed entry at 7:57 pm

ALFIEANA HIQMA BINTE AHMAD ALPHONSO!
Another birthday wish for you shall be posted here.
Wishing you at the stroke of midnight isn't enough, know. heh.
HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, LOVELY!
I miss yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooou.
Text me when you're free so we can HANGOUT, kay?
PROMISE ME you'll do that.
I don't need to tell you when I'm free cause I always am. Pfft.
Anyways, you've made secondary school the most memorable years of my life.
I will NEVER forget the things we did together.
I will NEVER forget the things we went through.
I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU, I swear to god.
When I have grandkids, I'll tell stories about you and the wonderful times we had together.
So yeah, Happy 17th Birthday, old woman. mehehehehe.

Oh look, it's me with long hair. HAHAHAHAHAH
Featuring:-
In the background: Deedat, Iman, Haiqal and Ariff
In the foreground: MEH [if you didn't recognise me, HOOHAH!] Hui Lin, Alfie [the birthday girl =D] and Yaany [whose birthday is TOMORROW!]
DANG IT.
I miss wearing my sucky PRCS uniform. FUCK.
We looked like kids from international schools, man.
And as Dane puts it, Japanese students.
We either pass off as international school kids or McDonalds workers, yup? hah.

ANNOUNCEMENT TO ALL KODOKS
Can we go out this Saturday?
I miss you guys a whole bunch.
I have my camera with me now =D
So we can camwhore like no one's business.
Oh, the word "camwhore" is used too widely that it's getting on my nerves.
I need a replacement for it. GAH.
Oh, I'll ask Mat along.
Just get this message to Meera, kay? WOOH!

Let's just say, today was an awesome day.


Saturday, June 09, 2007
allowed entry at 6:29 pm

I'm getting sick and tired of you.
You annoy me.
You irritating little creature.
Remember, I'm always a step ahead of you.
You can NEVER think like me.
You can NEVER explore the world the way I do.
You scum of the Earth.
EAT MY SHORTS.

To whoever who thinks I'm referring to you, well MAYBE I AM.
It's not even ONE person.
It's MANY.
Don't ask me who I'm talking about.
Cause I won't tell.
EVER.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Drama doesn't follow me, it rides on my back


Thursday, June 07, 2007
allowed entry at 10:04 pm

OHHHH MYYY FFUUUCCKKIINNNGG GODDDD!!
I swear to GOD you HAVE to watch this.
It's a SIN to NOT watch it.
Your tummy will ACHE like NO ONE'S BUSINESS.




allowed entry at 9:23 pm

The Mass Rapid Transport is the shizz, yaww AHAHA
It has to be one of the best methods of transportation ever invented.
I think I'm gonna have a career in that area soon enough, with my weird fascination with trains =/

Took the train to school today, the usual routine.
Beside me was this woman, in her late 20s, going to her 30s, I guess.
She looked like the high-maintainenced kinda woman, with thick makeup and wearing expensive dresses TO WORK -.-
So I kinda kept on bumping into her in the train, but it was only 2 times and I apologised for it.
And fucking hell, she gave me this fucking stare, as though I had a scandal with her husband.
And I thought to myself, is it cause I'm in ITE? Cause that's just fucking retarded.
People like her, who look down on others, should just get themselves a car to fucking drive themselves wherever their fucking heart takes them.
With that, the only person they can throw their fucking faces at is the radio DJ.
!@#$%^&*(

When I changed trains at City Hall, there was this man who had down-syndrome.
I swear to god, he looked huggable.
I sat next to him and I was practically holding myself back from hugging him.
It was a nightmaaaaaaaaare.
Anyhoos.
I noticed this other woman staring at him with this disgusted look.
I was gripping my bag, trying not to open it up and take my pen to stab her in the eyes and let her bleed to her fucking death.
And I wondered, what did people with down-syndrome do to deserve this "illness"?
It sucks to see them like that.
They're probably more fun, loving and caring then normal people.
Normal people have such fucking low EQ.
DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING ANNOYING IT IS?!
God.

On a brighter note, I noticed something while riding on the North-South Line.
Orchard has red walls.
Newton has orange walls [or AMBER, as some people say]
Novena has green walls.
It looks like a traffic light =D
BAHAHAHA yeah, I don't do anything while riding on trains.
Just watching people and looking at my surroundings.
I'm another retard.

SO!
ISG had that National Museum trip just now.
I never knew I've been walking next to a museum all this while.
So much for me being observant. Pfft.
The National Museum is FUCKING RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!
The History and Living section is the biggest among all 4 sections.

We each got this "Companion" gadget with headphones.
It looks like a huge green iPod.
Whenever we see numbers on the floor, we key it in then the person whom I forgot what his name was, will tell you stories about what surrounds you.
And if you wanna read information about the artefacts displayed, you can just key it number in and words appear on the screen.
Fucking awesome, ain't it?
Other sections include Photography, Film and Fashion.
They showcased freaking old cameras in the Photography section.
They looked aweeeeesoooome.
"Film" showed that freakishly OLD and ginormous camera which people have to manually turn to capture images in, and they also showed P. Ramlee's films on 3 huge screens.
Which I'm freaking proud of =D
"Fashion" was... smelly. AHHA
I wanna go there again.
Museum trip, anyone?
It's 10 bucks, though.
Enough to get into 2 gigs. HEH




You knew me.
You put up with my ramblings.
You were second to know my O Level results.
Your texts never failed to cheer my every day.
You knew something was wrong even when I tried my best to cover it up.
We stayed up till 2am everyday together till you accidentally slept during conversations.
Did all that mean anything?
What the fucking hell happened?

HAHA oh my god.
Something freakishly cute just happened.
My cat, Bob, just brought home his friend!
AAAAAHAHHAHA absolute fucking cuteness.
Amazingly, his friend is also male.


Ohkay thanks bye.


Wednesday, June 06, 2007
allowed entry at 4:43 pm

BOO!
I miss my PC!
WOOH
It's been a hell of a long time since I actually sat infront of the PC and TYPED STUFF OUT.

Anyhoos.
My parents landed on Singapore grounds yesterday and I actually went to pick them up.
Long story short, I was forced to take the piercing out.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, I put in a transparent earstick.
I don't know whether they're gonna notice it cause they aren't home yet.
Thanks Farah and Yana for everything.
You guys are *$&))&amp;#_@+%*#;$)*#!@&$ awesome.
It's funny how we click so well eventhough we've known each other for less than 45 days.
WOOH.
ILY guys.

So the Siao Crew plus Yana's guy came over to my house last monday to do the video shoot.
I swear to god, my house became a fucking pig sty.
It looked worse than a cheap motel at the side of the road in Malaysia.
Do they even have motels? Meh. [Will I get sued for this? =|]
I'd post the video up as soon as I get my hands on it.
Just watch our freakishly bad acting and my pig sty house.
Blame it on them! heh.

If you're wondering where the music went, I decided not to put up music anymore.
It's fucking irritating when I'm listening to my own music and when I go to people's or even my own blog and suddenly, 2 songs are playing.
Dang.

Hooray, we're going to the National Museum tomorrow!
Oh dang. We have that stupid PIE test too -.-

What the fuck.
I can't find anything to talk about -.-
KAY THANKS BYE.

PS: I wanna keep my piercing
PSS: More pics from that ton-ing day =D






Sunday, June 03, 2007
allowed entry at 4:31 pm

Back from yet another ton-ing session.
I knew it wasn't a good idea to ton just now.
It felt so eeeeww.





Now I know how it feels like to be independant.
Doing the laundry, hanging out the clothes to dry, folding and ironing them, feed the cats, clean the house, oh my god you name it, I did it.
And I did all that without sleep for 24 hours.
Am I wonderwoman, or what?

After reaching home and washing up, Mat called me up to go get breakfast.
He looked... tired. hah.

I didn't really enjoy the night out cause I haven't memorised my BZF script and I haven't studied for my TPS test.
I'm fucking doomed.
HARDCORE STUDY STARTS NOW.