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Thursday, January 31, 2008
allowed entry at 6:05 pm

I don't kiss and tell. That's why.
=)




I'm no terrorist. If terrorists wore N95 masks in the first place haha doinks -___-
I was at the isolation ward, where airborne transmitted diseased patients were at.
And that secluded area looked like it could crumble at any given time.
My prayers go to Farhan. Get well soon.
I know you'll make it through.
I'm looking forward to have more fun and laughters with you.

Fact 1. Did you know that I was smiling when this photo was taken? hahah
Dumb blonde moment.

Fact 2. Nabila takes the most ugliest photos on the face of the Earth. haahahaha


Tuesday, January 29, 2008
allowed entry at 2:57 pm

Prancing in the sky
My little monkey star
You brighten my life
Just the way you are

The sun is no match
The moon not by far
You have no equal
My little monkey star


I think that's the 2 cutest stanzas of poems I have ever read.


Aiyah.
People have been telling me that I look arrogant.
How do I try to not look arrogant, man?
Walking around alone, I'll obviously have my stoned face and my oblivious-to-the-people-around-me attitude.
Not looking arrogant would mean that I have to walk around with a smile on my face.
That will either tire the begeezes out of me or I'll look like a fucking lunatic.
What to dooooooooooo?
Tsk.

Oh. My lip piercing has 5 earsticks in them now. haha
I know. You didn't need to know that. Tsk.



Meet my husband.
Handsome Jibek. haahaha



Someone said I'm getting chubbier.
But then again, chubby + sepet eyes = cute.
hahaahahahahah!
Ultimate dash dot dash
-.-

iwalaf, cmhahtd <333


Sunday, January 27, 2008
allowed entry at 6:15 pm


Bad picture. Really bad picture.

Alfie: We should do this more often.
Farrr: Yeah man! Like, 3 months once.
Alfie: I was thinking of something like 2 months. So this is how much you miss me lah?!

hahahaha =D
I still love you, know.



Ila: Farrr, if I ever kick your bf, you'll still love me right?
Farrr: uh huh. Deffo. Kick him all you want.
Faisal: I wanna merajuk can?

The 2 of them arguing is the cutest shit ever.
Me. Love. Them. Many. Many.
<33

Me. Want. Hair. Long. Long.
Speaking of hair, while I was on the train yesterday, a family boarded the train.
And the kid, who looked like he was in kindergarten, had a freaking mohawk.
Kpo sia! But they look like a cool family, so I let them pass =D

And speaking of trains, I took the train to town today and ohmyfuck, was I irritated.
Some fucking idiot turned on his loudspeaker in a hot, crowded and potentially murderous train and played a fucking outdated song, "Easy" by Paula Deanda.
It was quite tolerable at first cause I thought it was his text receive tone.
But fuck no, fucker had to replay the song over and over again, and twice he stopped the song halfway to repeat the song again.
If I wasn't in the middle of the fucking crowded cabin, I would've shouted at that fucker, I swear to god.
Doesn't he know what a fucking earpiece is?
Hasn't he heard of a fucking headphone?
Is he fucking deprived of technology?
Holy fuck?!
This is why they invented earpieces, you piece of shit.
Cheeeebaaaaaaaai! I couldn't stop cursing and swearing in my head.
If the fucker was next to me, he wouldn't have his ears and brain at the next station.
I would've clawed them out with my bare hands. He doesn't deserve them.
Fucker.


Thursday, January 24, 2008
allowed entry at 9:59 pm

Emotional roller coaster.

Sad.
Happy.
Excited.
Sad.
Happy.
Excited.
Pissed.
Pissed.
Pissed.
Happy.
Sad.
Happy.
Happy.
Happy.
Sad.
Sad.
Sad.
Happy.
Happy.
Sad.
Hopeful.
Hopeful.
Happy.
Sad.
Sad.
Hungry.


Really hungry.
Fuck.


I think I really am nicotine-deprived.
Fuck.


Can people die of tuberculosis?
Fuck.


Can I not do anything for 10 weeks?
Fuck.


Can someone spare me 90 bucks?
Fuck.


Tuesday, January 22, 2008
allowed entry at 6:56 pm

Honestly, I haven't been feeling myself lately. Mood swings here and there. It's getting on my fucking nerves, these mood swings.
I think I'm running away from reality.
Cocky, cheesy, whatever you may call it.
This will probably explain why I don't talk much, or the way I used to before.
But fuck, aaahhhh I don't know how to describe it.
My room has never seemed so peaceful and tranquil, as much as I'd hate to admit it.
LOSER is spelled all over my forehead right now, omfuck.


The thing that made me smile the most today was the satisfaction of seeing Farah happy.
I really hope you'd see how happy he'd make you.
Trust me on this =)

Farrr: When's raya?
Mum: 1st October. Is Faisal coming back for raya?
Farrr: Nope. He's gonna wait for his results, then he'll come back.
Mum: Oh. When's the results?
Farrr: January. Next year. *inserts sad face haha*
Mum: HUH?!
Yes mum.
HUH?! is the exact word for it.

She didn't fuck me upside down for the overseas call the other day, though the cost went up to 50 bucks.
But then again, she understands =D
hah, now I love my mum.
Mums. Are. So. Confusing.
They're equivalent to math.
When you grasp the concept, you'll learn to love it.
When you don't get the answer, you wish it had never existed.


I want a new haversack. And a new pair of shoes.
I can forget about getting my A100K. I don't think I can ever get my hands on them. Fucking dipshit. Why do you have to be so expensive?




I miss your green hair.
But imy more. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck >=[


Sunday, January 20, 2008
allowed entry at 1:56 am

19012008
On this day, many people were happy
hhahahahaha Jon, Jon. What nice words you've penned down =P



The food we consumed throughout the day.
It made me look pregnant. Really.


The M&M wordings were supposed to be "Happy 18TH ILA"
But they sank when I put the brownie cake in the oven =(










My eyes ran away. Really. haha






That's how a dinosaur would look like if they laughed. hahaha




Eat. Like. Pigs.


Daya dah sah kurang ajar. haha


aahhahahahahaah no comments sia, Haiqal.


Again, I don't know what to say. Tsk tsk.





From the afternoon heat to the moonlit night, we laughed our fucking butts off till I fucking cried.
That rhymed lah dey. Well, kinda.
I can't remember the last time I've laughed so hard.
Till 190108.
Now's 200108.
So have a happy 18th birthday, Nur Nabila Binte Ahmad Salehin.
Help me buy ciggies. And vodka. hahaaha


Just a fun fact, we took more than 250 pictures today. hahaha
And there were.. err.. 'spirits' having a little fun with us and enjoying our company.
For example,









These were the only pictures, plus like 2 others, that have the sort of whitish thingamagic on the top corners.
I only noticed after I uploaded them to my lappy.
They didn't appear on my cammy's screen.
Cool shit.


Sunday, January 13, 2008
allowed entry at 8:08 pm

Mission: Attempt number 7346364 at studying.
Status: Failed.
Baaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh =/


I realised that I really am a ginormous movie buff.
I think I get sucked into the world of imagination too much that my mind tends to linger and imagine that I'm something else.
For example, I wanted to be part of the X-Men eversince I was young. Then my imagination really ran wild after I watched the first movie of the trilogy.
Then I wanted to be a jedi in Star Wars. With all the light sabers and stuff. Gah.
THEN! I wanted to be part of the Fantastic Four. But too bad, if I were to join them, we won't be Fantastic Four anymore. So I let that pass. hahaha
There are lots more, but too bad. I'm just human.
I wanna be a mutant, still. GAH!
Fuck lah, I'm such a nerd.


Faisal was super cute yesterday.
Faisal: What are you doing?
Farrr: Looking at blogs
Faisal: Whose blog?
Farrr: Some random girl.
Faisal: I wanna see. Then can bitch with you.

ahahhaaha. I swear he's becoming more and more bitchier by the day.
Just like... me O.o
Yalah, yalah I know. I taught you all those things. Bitch! hahahha
Then then, he said,
Faisal: I shaved my legs.

Which made me go O.o and then "bahahaahah!"
You're such a goon.
IMY =(


Thursday, January 10, 2008
allowed entry at 8:32 pm

Talk with her and you'll sound retarded.
"trinted pees" instead of "printed tees".
"tids" - which sounds like 'tits', instead of "kids".
Tsk.
I felt like a blonde today.




I was snorting cocaine. Through both noses.
And then my eyes disappeared. hahahah

I felt like a happy blonde today.
I spent time with my best friend.
What's there not to be happy about?
I think she's my good luck charm.
The only time she brought bad luck to me was when she broke my toe.
ASSHOLE.
hahahha

Kay fine I love you, asshole.
Eh asshole, you need to exercise more.
Ila: "Eh I'm breathless."
Ila: "Eh I need to sit down."
Ila: "Eh I'm tired."
Darling, I know, you're a pig. haaha
She can't even open a door without going "uuurrghhh!"
Pig. hhhahha
But at least you're a pig whom I love. A lot. That's good enough =D

I love Nur Nabila Bte Ahmad Salehin.
Now the whole world knows your full name.


Monday, January 07, 2008
allowed entry at 9:56 pm

Baik peeee.
First day of school, and I woke up half an hour late.
Got up, bathed and got ready in 10 minutes.
Awesome or what?
If you can beat that, I'll treat you McDonald's chilli. haha

Do I need to mention the uncountable amount of minahs and blurcocks who just entered my school?
I think not.
Way too many, way too annoying.
They make me go "TSK!" so loudly, lizards bow down to me and name me their queen. haha

On the way to school, a female caucasian entered the train from Bugis.
She was carrying 2 ginormous bags, 1 in front and the other on her back.
It's quite obvious that she's backpacking through Singapore. Alone.
I fucking envied her to the core.
I swear I wanted to come up to her and ask, "Can I join you?!".
I wanna go backpacking!
I asked my mum 2 years ago, and I could've sworn she agreed to me going backpacking with anyone.
She even asked, "Where do you wanna go?".
I was like O.o
I. Cannot. Wait. To. Go. Backpacking.
Now can or not, mummehhhhh?!
Daddehhhhhhh?!
=D


Eh I can't stand copycats.
I do this, you do this. I do that, you do that.
If I take drugs, would you want some? Come, junk-in with me.
If I have sex, would you wanna have sex?
You think fun is it? You think cool is it?
I know I'm cool uh, you don't have flatter me by following me and/or my friends.
hahaha
I was kidding, if you don't sense the sarcasm.
But fuck, seriously.
Have a fucking sense of originality.
Don't be a bloody wanker.
It's annoying.
Kay I'm done. Gah.

I think I really do need to open my own clothing label.
Original tees, shoes and bags.
That's all I ask for.
No one else can have them.
On that note, I have my eyes on a pair of awesome shoes.
Mummehhhh?! =D




Purple socks with checkered shoes are officially cool.
Anyone wanna copy it now?
hhahah tsk tsk tsskkkkkk.


Saturday, January 05, 2008
allowed entry at 2:50 am

I get jealous.
I get jealous when I see couples walking around with smiles on their faces while holding each other's hands.
I miss walking around and hanging out with you.
I envy.
I envy people who have their bfs next to them.
I miss being next to you.
I get green-eyed.
I get green-eyed when I see people laughing out loud with their bfs.
I miss laughing out loud with you.

Whenever I turn on MTV and Will.I.Am's video for "I Got It From My Mama" comes on, I'll stare into space.
That song reminds me of you.
You'll always sing that irritating song.
You'll sing it with lyrics you made up yourself and then turn to me and ask, "what's the lyrics uh?".
Then that song will remind me of "My Humps".
Cause you'll sing anything and everything with the same tune.
Then when the Backstreet Boys come on, I'll think of you again.
Cause you were "their number 1 fan".
They have a new single by the way.
They suck. And I know why. "Cause you're not supporting them anymore."


I miss hanging out with you.
I miss talking to you on the phone.
I miss laughing out loud alone in public to your funny texts.
I miss being immature around you.
I miss hearing you bitch like a girl.
I miss eating McFlurrys with you.
I miss complaining to you about every little thing.
I miss waiting for the bus with you.
I miss getting caught in silly situations with you.
I miss laughing at you and your bloopers.
I miss seeing your embarassed face when you had a blooper.
I miss seeing your blur face followed by a "whaaaaat?!" when I give you a -.- face.
I miss you.
I miss every single thing about you.


I used to sing,
"Oh, I'm ready for it.
C'mon bring it.
So kiss me goodbye.
Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive."

I definitely will.
I fucking miss you.
It sucks so bad.
I remember seeing your face when you sent me home 2 days before you had to leave.
I didn't tell you but it killed me to see tears clogging up your eyes.
Yeap, I saw.
Going up the staircase to my house that day was the hardest thing I had to do.
At the airport, I kept on swallowing my tears.
I didn't want you leaving with you seeing me cry.
Only Reezan knows how hard I cried in the cab after that.
Only ELMO knows how hard I cried before I went to sleep.
And everytime my mum asks or talks about you, my heart sinks.
Cause I miss you so bad.


Don't blame yourself, cause it's not your fault you had to leave for school.
Don't ever say you're a sucky bf.
Cause you're the best.
12 more months, honey.
12 more months.




I.
Love.
You.
To.
The.
Fucking.
Core.

♥♥♥


Thursday, January 03, 2008
allowed entry at 7:39 pm

My mum is being so nice to me after that argument, she's starting to freak me out.
She bought me 3 KitKat chunkys today.
THREE.
Come to think of it, I think she wants me to die from a fatal migraine.
haaha -_-

I have 4 more days till school starts.
How booorriiiinnnnggggggggg.
3 weeks went by fast.
And the 3 weeks were wasted.
Just the way I like my holidays to be.
When school ended, I swore upon my life to study all my fucking modules but then again, look at my face. Do I look like I study?
Gah!
I'm fucking doomed.
I think I'll never learn my lesson about studying.
But at least I learnt never to set goals, aims, resolutions and aspirations.
Cause I know I'll never get there.
Three cheers for my common sense!

On that note, I've been reading people's "resolutions" for the new year, and they sound like they're writing out a fucking letter to fucking Santa Claus on Christmas rather then a freaking resolution.
They go "I want a driver's license. A car. A bike. A PSP. A VAIO laptop. A 184752874 megapixel digital camera" and what nots.
Hooray, fucker. I'll go get Santa's address for you.
The elves will pack all those things for you in a red box covered in glitter and pictures of little fucking pink ponies with nice thick fur.
Then Rudolf will come up to you and say hi.
Idiot.


Tuesday, January 01, 2008
allowed entry at 4:21 pm

Holy mother of god, I'm gonna be 18 this year.
Let's all have sex. Woowoo.

I practically screamed in my mum's face about everything she thought I was.
She's wrong.
I'm right.
I'm always right.
The best of all, I got to fucking shut her up.
It was an awesome feeling to hear..... SILENCE.
Good God.

New Years.
Who the fuck cares.
It's a new day everyday.
It's a new week every 7 days.
It's a new month every 28/29/30/31 days.
How come no one celebrates them?
Fine I'm not making sense.

Spent the new years talking, eating and smoking the night away.
From Downtown at 9PM - which fucking sucked by the way, to Vivo at 12AM - which also sucked, and in the end to Simpang Bedok at 2AM.
Simpang reminded me too much of Faisal so I was quiet the whole time we were there haha
Let me sidetrack for a moment here =D
My parents, Faisal and I went to Simpang for dinner the night they accompanied me to the hospital cause of my stupid toe.
My mum talked to him like they've known each other since forever.
My dad peeled a part of a ginormous fish and put it on his plate cause I said "Dad, he doesn't know how to peel the fish,". huahuahua.
Kay shut up.
The plan to go clubbing was cancelled and in the end, everyone started dancing to MTV at Simpang.
We looked like gundus.

So yeah, no pictures to upload.
Cause I forgot to charge my battery.
God freaking dammit.

So yeah, Happy 2008.
Big deal. Really. Pfft.
When you write down the date on your assignments, don't pen down '2007' hoho

Before I go off to bathe - yeah I just woke up and I smell nice, really haha


Is my boyfriend hot or whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!
hahahahahahaa
Go on and drool, go. huahuahua
IFLY and IFMY.