Your Postsecret and the best Solution for it

for the next few minutes, im gonna be your
Dr. Phil
gypsy fortune-teller
dream interpreter
all rolled into one

okay, cakap je lebih.
sebenarnya nak comment on people's secret je.
hehehe

The Problem : Being Fucking Fickle

Solution : Bring an Eight Ball around with you wherever you go. Whenever you are faced with an intense decision, or simply cant decide whether you should order a Double Cheeseburger or a Big Mac, pull the Eight Ball out and let it decide for u. And hey! If the result fucks up your life, you can always blame it on the ball. (kan best, boleh blame everything on something else?)

p/s: kalau cheapskate sangat, beli je dadu 60sen dekat Kedai Runcit Siva. :)

The Problem : Being too Self-Involved

Solution : Purchase a bluetooth set and hook it up to your ears. Ta-dah. You can now talk all you want without the pressure of people thinking that you are nuts. If you have an allergy to things hanging on your ear, try explaining to people that there's a ghost following you around, asking you to help em settle some issues before they can leave the world peacefully. (this might result in you being cartered to the nearest mental hospital though, so make sure you are really convincing when telling the lie)

p/s : if you cant afford a bluetooth set, a handsfree will do just fine. :)

The Problem : Being too Hopeful

Solution : Write a few love notes by yourself. Keep the book away. Bang your head to the nearest wall or get a car to run you over, in the hopes that you will get amnesia and forget the fact that you wrote the note yourself. Of course, the risk is high as you might also forget the guy in question as well as your own name.

p/s : a more painless way is to pay the guy beforehand and ask him to doodle something sweet in the margins. Oh. Though if you look like a garbage collector, im pretty sure the payment would have to be a lot higher.

The Problem : Mahu tapi Malu

Solution : If that's the only reason you're kissing the other person, i would suggest taking first hand spliffs by yourself just so you dont have to go through all that trouble to kiss someone you dont even feel like genuinely kissing. (they say being a hypocrite aint no good eyy? So dont be one.)

The Problem : Being too Paranoid for your own good

Solution : Wear a mask. Or a wig. Or walk around with your face painted like a clown. You will be then be able to roam free and not be scared of being recognized. On the other hand, if you'd like to reverse psycho yourself, pay a guy to follow you around and with a videocam. That way, you'll KNOW that someone is watching you, rather than simply dreading that it might happen. Capisce?

okay. that's enough for Round One, i believe. Til the next sleepless night. ;)

what a loser

"Oh" says he who laughs
"How ridiculous, you are!"
He mocks and belittles.
As you are queer. Different from him.

"Oh" says she who sniggers
"How weird, you are!"
She ridicules and discriminates.
As you are independant. Disregarding the crowd.

"Oh" says them who judge
"What a loser, you are!"
They push and shove and kick.
As you produce your thoughts. Unique ones.

"Oh" you say with triumph
"How shallow you all are!"
You rise, reaches the top and conquers.
As your difference leaves them far behind.

And you smile gleefully,
"You laugh cause im different. I laugh cause ur all the same."

ive got silicones in my brain

ooooh, it has been a long time..
a looooooooooooooong time indeed (sama panjang dengan amount huruf O dalam long).

since what?

since i could take a break, and lie down on my bed.

since i could finally have the luxury of not having a chair-shaped vertebra (tak tipu! tulang belakang saya bentuk mcm kerusi murah ikea colour hitam kat bilik ni).

since i hung out with such a great crowd at mamak and discuss Wonderpets and their badly translated dialogue and songs (apa yang pentinnng? kerjaaasaama!) (ini seriusssssss. anak babi dalam kesusahan! Wonderpets datang menyelamatkaaan! Anak babi, kamu tak apa apa?)
i have not laughed like that in a loooong time. terima kasih atas hadiah itu.

since i saw the sunlight (tipuu! baru petang tadi pergi bazaar Ramadhan, beli murtabak dan dengan tak malu nya makan dalam kereta on the way balik)

since i put on my Yellow Power Rangers suit.

since i flirted with anyone.

since i was made Student of the Year.

(now now. try and guess which one is real and which one was made up. or if its all real. or all made up. or... hahaha.. okay okay.. saya stop sekarang)

rasa macam main game huruf2 time kat sekolah agama dulu. nama negara binatang and apantah lagi

Copy to your own note, erase my answer, enter yours, and tag twenty people.
Use the first letter of you name to answer each of the following questions.
They have to be real... nothing made up!If the person before you had the same first initial,you must use different answers,you cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/ girl name question.

1. What is your name: Fithri Natasha Merissa Kartika bt Ishak (haa, puas hati kau?)
2. A four Letter Word: fuck
3. A boy's Name: Farid Kamil (*dengan tone Borat* jejaka paling kacak. NOT.)
4. A girl's Name: Fiona Apple (aku mahu suara dia)
5. An occupation: Fucker Financial Advisor
6. A colour: Fuschia
7. Something you'll wear: Flip flops
8. A food: Food
9. A place: Facebook.com (ye, tempat bersosial kamu)
10. A reason for being late : Flip flop saya tercabut masa on the way tadi, kena patah balik ganti kasut.
11. Something you'd shout: Fuck!!
12. A movie title: Frankenstein (haa. yang ini handsome. saya suka.)
13. Something you drink: Fresh water.
14. A musical group: Feist
15. An animal: Fishcat.
16. A street name: Fleet Street
17. A type of car: Ferrari
18. The title of a song: Falcon Jab - Ratatat

I'd like to tag : those of you who has nothing better than to consult a dictionary to answer this survey.

ha ha ha ha hantu

its only 8.20 in the morning.
azan maghrib lambat lagi.
*sigh*

aku terpanggil dengan godaan syaitan.
eh, tapi.
syaitan semua kena ikat kan?

jadi, suara siapa kah di tepi ini?

ponteng kelas itu adalah bagus

Classes will dull your mind, destroy the potential for authentic creativity.
Russell Crowe
A Beautiful Mind

And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is the reason why you havent seen me around for the past three weeks.

Gitar gitar

i miss the strumming and the plucking.
i dont know why the sudden longing.
perhaps after watching Hannah Montana, i felt like a loser.
apa barang? Miley Cyrus pun boleh main guitar, while i, on the other hand, jari dah keras macam kayu.

So i jumped off from the bed (sambil menyesal kenapa tinggal kan guitar sendiri kat rumah) and rushed to Ina's room.

Im sorry ina, i kinda raped your guitar. XD

Note to Ina : thank you for leaving all your valuable assets for my convenience. LOL. semua i made good use of, okay. laptop, printer, hairdryer, guitar, amp. Peace peace.

Makhluk2 di Bulan Puasa

yang itu ditambat, yang ini terlepas pula.
;)

So yeah, its already one hour and thirty minutes into Ramadhan.
No urge to light up or pig out so far.
(perhaps that has got something to do with the fact that i was stuffing my face just 2 hours back)

Ive gotta say,
during the fasting month,
people's behavior are as amusing as the cheap Ferris Wheel at your local funfair.

For starters,
here are some of the things that ive noticed.
(kejadian seringkali berlaku ketika bulan puasa sahaja. time lain lain jarang laa)

1) Si Freeloader

The entire year, you never see them at the mosque. For the guys, not even time sembahyang Jumaat. On Fridays, pukul 1 orang duduk dengar khutbah, dia layan saf dekat Kedai Snooker Ah Meng. :) tapi suddenly time bulan puasa je, tiap tiap kali time berbuka (esp kalau ada nasi briyani and ayam rempah kat masjid on that day), mesti muka dia je menempel dulu depan tudung saji kat masjid. Tapi sembahyang terawih tak confirm jugak lagi. Pfft.

2) Si Insaf Tiba Tiba

"Eyy, jangan mengumpat la, bulan puasa"
"Woi. tutup porn tu. Bulan puasa ni, tu zina mata"

Haa yess, and then after azan maghrib, kau sendiri jugak yang start mengutuk and berzina mata, telinga, and god knows what.
Yosh, if you think that its indecent and segan dekat Allah sebab tu bulan puasa, you shouldnt even be doing it at any time pun. He's there to see you regardless of what the calendar shows. Ramadhan ke, Syaaban ke, Jamadilawal ke, sama je la.

3) Si Tak Reti Cover

Quite the opposite of Si Insaf Tiba Tiba, they have no qualms whatsoever to keep on living as if its just another day. Dude, its fine if you're gonna senyap senyap masak maggi dalam bilik sendiri where no one can see you (ok, its not fine la sebenarnya, but you know what i mean), but tak payah lah pergi makan kat KFC order ayam satu bucket. And tak perlu la juga smoke tepi tangga orang lalu lalang.

4) Si Budget Mat Salleh

Oh. This one, i dont want to describe la. Lemme just tell you a story.

There's this dude that i used to know. Along with his two friends, they went to watch a movie at the local TGV time bulan puasa. Out of the three, he's the only one yang ada la muka campur campur sikit. Boleh la lepas Siam + Bangla sikit maybe. Anyway, he ordered popcorns and Twisties (in English, complete with a fake accent) while the other friends main jauh jauh belakang line sebab takut kantoi.

The guy behind the counter handed him the popcorns and then asked him what flavour of Twisties does he want.
I guess he's not much of an actor, he screened the crowd for his friend and shouted out
"Wei (insert name here)! Kau nak Twisties flavour apa??"

Kan dah kantoi kat situ, anda bukan foreigner.

As always, im forever rajin in the beginning and start to lose my trail of thoughts a few paragraphs after. Dan saya dah mula kempunan benda pelik pelik dah ni.

I hereby announce the end of this article.
Kalau rajin saya continue,
(tapi rasanya itu macam janji palsu je.heheh)

Goodnight everyone.
Oh, salah, morning.

Have a great fasting month.
(kalau nak ganti setan, sila beragak agak. :P)

perempuan

lalu sekali ini aku lihat karya syurga
dari mata seorang hawa

ada apa dengan cinta?

tapi aku pasti akan kembali
dalam satu purnama
untuk mempertanyakan kembali cintanya

bukan untuk nya,
bukan untuk siapa,
tapi untuk ku

karna aku ingin kamu
itu saja

rangga,
ada apa dengan cinta

benci suara perempuan ini

nombor yang anda dail tidak dapat dihubungi.
sila cuba sebentar lagi.

there's no use crying over spilt milk unsaved report

As of today, my blog has turned one! Whippee! :D

Happy Birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, Happy birthday
Violent Violet Volkswagen

Baby, here's to our one year anniversary and its 370 something post babies. :)

So yeah, now you know im that geeky girl who sits in front of the pc all day and blog about life instead of going out and enjoying it. Ta-dah!

Ive been out of touch this past few weeks tho,
i wrote a 60 page report and on the day that im supposed to submit it,
my pc died on me along with the unrecovered pages.
So i've to start all over again from page one.
Here's to another few days of skipping classes and 3 hour naps. Tch.

I'd better get back to my report now.
It wont let me rest til i see the end of it.
Gahh.

P/s: was complaining to a friend that Tronoh is a desert. Blazing hot in the day, and freezing cold at night. And when asked where would i stay if given the chance and i answered bumming by the beach (read: Bora Bora or Hawaii) he called me a hypocrite. Duduk panas complain, tapi berangan nak jadi budak pulau. Pfft.

Pp/s: oh, you heard that we kicked Celtic's ass, didnt you? Next game, bring it on Portsmouth.

i wish

1. we have more than 24 hours a day.
2. im not such a lazy ass
3. im not as exhausted and tired from thinking
4. she wont be pushed so hard, and get the happiness that she deserves for once.
5. The Beatles were still recording phenomenal songs
6. Arsenal will kick MU's ass for once
7. i can just get a break for once. capek tau ngak.
8. i can just curl up and do nothing
9. i could express what i really want to say
10. i can sing like Fiona Apple
11. Doraemon would appear from my drawer
12. love doesnt have to be so medieval

trashtalk

I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure.
I make mistakes.
I'm out of control and at times hard to handle.
But if you can't handle me at my worst,
you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

-Marilyn Monroe-

goodbye and hello

January 2006

3 and a half years later

August 2009

should i be all corny and quote Vitamin C's Graduation Song?
hee. tak payah kot.

From our foundation years, and now half of us are in our final years and the other half has successfully graduated.
(weyh weyh korang dah tua la 'akak exec')

It has been a wonderful wonderful 4 years later.
I still love you guys, more than ever.
Here's to graduation,
and to us being in love for a lot more years to come.

a big win, as expected

i knew it.
i simply knew it.
confirm la kita welcome walk in kena penuh stylo kan.
pasti la menang besar.

fast game indeed.
one blink.
satu goal.
blink lagi.
ehh, Vermaelen score laa. tak sia sia beli.
third blink.
score lagii.
(dah malas nak blink)
score lagi lagi and lagi.

LOL.
Everton's attempt was just too lame.
Last minute gila(literally).
tu pun kena bakar balik in the end dengan Eduardo (who's not as hideous as he used to be, surprisingly.hoho)

Back in '58, Everton faced the same loss, also di tangan Arsenal.
It didnt matter that Walcott, Rosicky, Djourou and Diaby were out
(paling kelakar Diaby ok. Groin injury. hahaha.)
Arsenal kicked ass jugak anyway.

Welcome back Gunners.
What a grand entrance.
Lets hope this is a comeback.
Hehh.

Love,

skip all the cliches pls

Do you think that it's possible to love someone and like someone else at the exact same time?

les paul

Les Paul dah mati weyh.
Iya, Les Paul as in inventor gitar gitar kamu tu.
:(

p/s: gila musim. sigh.

how funny a business football can be

Im sure anyone whose virtual bible is Soccernet, would know this fact.
This is just a repetition for the rest.

1. Darren Bent, a Spurs striker, missed an easy chance to score against Portsmouth.
2. The chairman, Daniel Levy trashtalked and went : My wife couldve scored.
   
3. Bent got transferred from Spurs to Sunderland.
4. Bent Twittered :
   
   Do i wanna go Hull City NO.
   Do i wanna go Stoke NO.
   Do i wanna go Sunderland YES,
   so, stop fucking around Levy.
   
   
5. Levy sued Bent 120,000pounds.

Macam budak tadika. Hmph.
Teknologi yang bodoh ke, orang yang bodoh?

kata Azik

"tak Tasha la kalau hantar kerja ikut dateline"

ciss.

a wise woman said,

Women are territorial.
We are like felines.
What's ours should always be ours.
It doesnt matter whether or not it's appropriate.
Our territory, you should stay away from.

-InaBasta, Ketua Platoon

tempation on the rack

It keeps winking on me from the top, sending me seductive wishes.
I'm sorry baby, ive gotta refuse for the time being.
My workload simply wouldnt allow me to indulge. :(

Books on my rack that Ive bought/obtained and havent got the chance to unwrap and curl up with:

1. New Malaysian Essay - Various Writers
   
2. In Harm's Way - Doug Stanton
3. Special Agent : My Life on the Front Lines as a Woman in the FBI - Candice DeLong
4. Keep It Simple, Stupid - Judge Judy Sheindlin
5. Down The Highway : The Life of Bob Dylan - Howard Sounes
6. The Russian Word for Snow - Janis Cooke Newman
7. Desperately Seeking Paradise - Ziaudin Sardar
8. Anybody Out There - Marian Keyes
9. Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
10. More, Now, Again - Elizabeth Wurtzel
11. Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel
12. The Golden Notebook - Doris Lessing
13. Howling at the Moon - Walter Yetnikoff
14. The History of Love - Nicole Krauss
15. Sixty Lights - Gail Jones
16. Nature Girl - Carl Hiassen
17. Skinny Dip - Carl Hiassen
18. No Bones - Anna Burns
19. The Exes - Pagan Kennedy
20. The Geographer's Library - Jon Fasman
21. Eleven Hours - Paullina Simons
22. Love Rules - Freya North
23. Going Home - Harriet Evans
24. Gridlock - Ben Elton
25. Stark - Ben Elton
26. The First Casualty - Ben Elton
27. Popcorn - Ben Elton
28. Never Let Me Go - Kazuo Ishiguro
29. Shooting at Midnight - Greg Rucka
30. A Simple Plan - Scott Smith
31. The Wind Up Bird Chronicles - Haruki Murakami
32. After Dark - Haruki Murakami
33. Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman - Haruki Murakami
34. Skin - Roald Dahl
    

Do you or do you not understand my frustration now ey babies?

a tribute to someone

little by little
your face is fading away from my dreams

little by little
i no longer feel that you need me
and i, you

little by little
i feel less wanted
less yearned for

little by little
i learn to let go

and;

little by little
i stopped being in love
i didnt stop loving you
just, being in love

because to be in love
you need the other person to be there as well

Fithri Natasha
16 April 09
1746

hey! kau tak tahu ke?

facebook dan blog tu, syurga stalker.
yes, letak la gambar kau banyak banyak.
yang pakai bikini, yang pakai mini skirt.

lepas tu, tak payah la set page kau jadi private ye?

senang sikit orang nak copy paste gambar masuk pc mereka.
lepas tu boleh mereka buat bahan 'masa gembira'.

alah, paling paling pun, mereka letak gambar kau dekat page lain, kutuk kutuk, panggil kau 'jalang' dan lepas tu tambah dengan beberapa hadis.

standard la tu kan.

(ini peringatan untuk diri sendiri juga. sebagai stalker dan mangsa stalker.)

err

kau
umpama
selimut
.

kau peluk tubuh
kau belai kulit
.

selesa
.

nyenyak aku dalam dakapan
selamat, untuk malam ini
esok, belum tahu lagi
...

good times with good company

main padang rocks my socks

to the highest bidder! jjeah!

report FYP tak siap lagi, sibuk stalk blog orang. ini la hasilnya.

Saya sedang kagum.
I just read a particular post on Hanis Zalikha's page.

Im amazed because she went ahead and wrote a blog about him despite knowing the fact that he reads her blog.

Kalau saya, mesti teragak agak nak gush. Malu la konon nya (oh yes, saya reti malu!)

But then again, saya tak hot macam Hanis Zalikha.

XD

ish ish ish

Im sure stories like these are the opposite of unheard of. (why is it that aku suka cakap berbelit belit. hish. cakap je la cerita ni common kan? :D) Anyyyywaaay.

Lets call this girl Senah (not even close to nama sebenar). She found out that her boyfriend slept with another girl in their circle of friends. So what she did was tag a picture that has her in it and wrote the caption as 'this is the bitch that slept with my boyfriend'. Tagged it as 'Jalang' and tagged all her friends on Facebook (me, included) to that same picture so everyone will view and comment on it.

The comments that i read was painfully harsh. Among common words found repeated was 'HIV', 'syphillis', 'whore', 'pantang nampak batang' and well, you get the gist. heheh.

And id have to admit that i have also stooped to such level. Though saya tak buat kat Facebook la, saya buat kat blog aje(kalau rajin pergi la older posts, cari). And mine didnt involve anyone sleeping with my boyfriend.But still. I found the satisfaction in making it known to others what i really think about her. *tengah confuse nak buat evil grin or not*

But think about it. Can you picture a guy doing the exact same thing?
Post a picture with a caption that says 'this is the asshole that slept with my girlfriend'.
Macam bangang je.
hahahaha.

So does that mean that girls are just more vile than guys? Or what? What does that mean?

p/s : though i think in a guy's case he'd just whack the motherfucker up separuh mati rather than fretting about it on the net.

siapa boleh explain, dia hebat.

1. Why is it that the pizza delivery boy is more likely to reach your front door faster as compared to an ambulance?
2. Why should there be a handicap parking space everywhere including skating rinks? (gila insensitive wey)
3. Why do drugstores make the sick people walk all the way to the back to get their prescripted meds while the healthy and fat people can buy gums and candies at the front?
4. Why would people order double cheese burgers, large fries and a diet Coke?
5. Why do they call it a-part-ments when its all attached together in a clump?
6. Why do people leave their cars that are worth thousands in the driveway and keep all their junk in the garage?
7. Why do they have Braille lettering on drive thru ATMs?
   

in the spirit of wedding bells and friends getting married

• In the kitchen, has she ever referred to the oven as 'that square thingy'?
• Does she use the phrase 'you know' more than three times per sentence?
• Does her credit card statement include a monthly payment to a plastic surgeon?
• Have you noticed her name tattoed on 3 or more local bikers?
• Have you noticed 3 or more local bikers' name tattoed on her?
• Does she regularly compare your love-making capabilities with that of her exes?
• Has she ever used the word poo-poo?
• If forced to use it at all, does she choose to spell the word 'sex'?
• Does her resume include a two-year stint at the nearby brothel?

If you have answered yes to at least three of the statements above concerning your girlfriend, perhaps you should have another think coming before you blurt out your proposal.

pelupa poppadom!

i cant remember where i left my Ipod.
shit sonn.

p/s: i dreamt that my perut buncit refused to go away. and then suddenly a dead foetus popped out of me, and the buncit disappeared immediately. i think that's sign from God that i should ikut Ina jogging this petang.

capisce?

1. im that girl who comes up with a good comeback after the bitch has left.

2. i have to say something even when there is nothing to say.

3. for instance, now.

aku loser sial dulu.

i was a sucker for the movie Ada Apa Dengan Cinta.
From the dialogue, to the story line, the usual lari2 jerit nama at the airport kiss scene, down to the delicious curls of Nicolas Saputra.

I used to have:

1) a massive poster the size of a door pasted on the wall smack in the middle of my room. it comes with both dian and nicholas' signature in a silver marker pen. Eff. That was my prized possession back then. wahaha.


2) 1 Original VCD - with Malay subtitle, minus the kissing scene
3) 2 Pirated VCDs - without subtitle, with kissing scene
4) 1 Original Soundtrack CD
5) 1 Karaoke CD
6) AADC CD Case which is made out of jelly like mercury liquid thingy in a plastic case. im bad with description and its not as if you guys give a rat's ass pun what my cd case looked like kan. hahah.
7) A scrapbook filled with newspaper cuttings and autographed pics of the cast.

Ok. dah rasa beyond pathetic. so im gonna stop now.

My point being, i wanna go tinggal in Jakarta for a year or two after graduation just to end the obsession.

Siapa nak ikut? I promise we wont go stay at Ritz Carlton or JW Marriot and risk kena bomb.

me and one liners. pfft.

attraction never really fades away

what is real and what is not?
how can you tell whether something is just an illusion or is it as solid as you yourself.

shit. di bawah pengaruh, saya telah menjadi philosphical.

high

as a kite

untitled

avenge the crippled
straighten the crinkled

beckon the light
and finish the fight

for what it is im doing
may seem like a breeze
but its tearing me apart
like the winter freeze

yes it hurts oh so much
to bottle my feeling
but ill hide far from you
to conceal the weeping