Sitting in front of your computer screen throughout the night;
waiting for that someone to be at sight;
even though throughout the long wait there won’t be any conversation;
you will always feel some satisfaction.
Firstly I would like to apologise sincerely to my blog for leaving it un-updated for at least a whole week. So here goes, my entry for the whole week.
Wednesday, 24th December.

I watched Twilight with my sister after the whole its-hard-to-make-decision-of-what-movie-to-watch, we finally did decide. I don’t like the ticket counter girl, she is like so whatever. The previous person before me who bought the tickets, she gave her the roll eyes for no particular reasons so I hope I didn’t have to come to her counter but luck was not on my side. So with her whatever attitude and me being super lazy to entertain it, I didn’t request for student price for the tickets which is actually a very good tip to save money on movies. Its ok, I don’t feel regret. The movie wasn’t that bad, it’s actually quite funny for certain parts. There was this funny part where the whole Cinema laughed but a woman sitting beside my sister she laughed about 2 minutes later. I think her mind have to analyse the joke carefully before she can laugh. So she was like the only one laughing and it was certainly funny as she laughed at a very high pitched so I end up laughing with/at her too. Well, it was dark so who cares aites. I wanted it to have a twisting-unpredictable end but I guess the director wanted it to be an ever-so-sweet-ending. Directors out there, this is for you guys, please create movies which can have a twisting-unpredictable end cause it will surely get two thumbs up from Siti Noorashikin cause she can definitely know what comes next if the movie is all sweet and predictable. So directors, excite me aites. Siti Noorashikin just hates her shoes for being the reasons for her foot to get blisters which are so very painful.

Thursday, 25th December.



The blisters didn’t not stop me from going out. Went out with Farhana, Hidayah and Atiqah plus my sister. We went to celebrate Chirstmas at Jurong Point. Even though it was a simple-short outing, I enjoyed it. Well, I will definitely enjoy and laugh my arse off with my friends, cause they will never fail to put a smile on my face. Five full years of friendship, plus with Hanis and the Zahs, so I extremely really times 100 hope that our friendship will go on till as long as it can and hopefully it has no end. Before I end this part, my sister has two sisters, inside joke.

Friday, 26th December.
My sister and I met our mother at her workplace, Mount Elizabeth Hospital, as mainly we wanted to go town. My sister wanted to find her backpack for school, which will start very soon. She is super jealous that I can sleep at any hour I want and wake up as late as I want and continue to watch as much DVDs as I want and not to go to school as my results are still not out yet. Oh, talking about results, as days passed, hours, minutes, and seconds and even within every blink of my eyes, the results’ day is just coming around the corner. Its nerve racking aites. Ok, back to my day, at the end of this day, Siti Noorashikin’s sister had finally got her school bag and both sisters bought themselves new flip flops. At the end of this day, Siti Noorashikin got herself a red pair of flip flops totally her lovable colour. She used to word ‘lovable’ as she don’t want to have favourites as she don’t want to be biased to the rest of the colours out there cause she still like colours such as black, white, pink and grey. So to the colours out there, don’t hate Siti Noorashikin aites, she is doing a good deed here. Siti Noorashikin realise that she has just start to natter so she has decided to stop it before it could get any worst.

Saturday, 27th December.

In the evening, went to Uncle’s house as it was his Open house. One, hmm I would like to change to a whole lot of words to describe this gathering, it was funny-adorable-interestingly-cute-with-all-my-boy-baby-cousins from gangster baby to always-gotten-bullied baby, it was stress free watching them perform their baby acts. Siti Noorashikin supposed to be getting her new red handphone but didn’t so she was pissed for a while with her father but as a good daughter, the pissed feelings run off her mind.

Sunday, 28th December.
Went out with family, father, mother and not forgetting my only sister. Planned to buy a new internet plan as my father was furious at this previous one which I didn’t know the actual reason so I’m not going to type out what I think might be the reason. We ate at Siam Kitchen cause my mother don’t feel like cooking at home but I didn’t get to eat Calamari rings. At the end of this day, Siti Noorashikin’s sister got a new black watch while Siti Noorashikin got a new red watch which is so unexpecting of her to choose it.

Monday, 29th December.
Siti Noorashikin doesn’t have any reminiscence of this day of what she did. Maybe she just sat at home and watched the available DVDs that her house has afterall five straight days of going out and spending money is tiring. Her blisters that she has are finally getting better and less redder. She watched Wanted which is so fascinating, the curve bullets and all.

Tuesday, 30th December.








Went to the band farewell which was being held at West Coast Park. It was so great to see some of the juniors, Sec 5 so everybody is a junior to me but they’re not my junior factually. I didn’t get to see my small junior Siti, I miss her though. I would like to thank the bandmates in giving me the attitude of not giving up on the band and to keep band to be as my CCA. I miss my clarinet so much, must visit it someday but really I don’t know when will I. Most of all I miss Alfian aka Pian and Iman, they’re just wonderful juniors I can ever have. They’re the only two that sticks with us till the end. For my whole five years at band, I enjoyed gossiping with Iman and laughing at lame jokes that Alfian always made whenever his damn bored and most of all I know they enjoyed bullying me cause they noticed that I stared at the music scores with no purpose instead of analysing it whenever our conductor asked other sections to play. Zaini and Hidayat really made the three last standing Sec 5’s not invisible for the event. Hafiz splat cake cream on my face which I really don’t want it to happen cause it’s so dirty and ewww. Pictures taken for today are quite little cause I didn’t bring my camera and my friend didn’t bring her memory card so I’m not sure whether I’ll be uploading the few pictures on my multiply. Last final thing before I end, Siti Noorashikin realised that Adib has rough hands and she also realised that this is so unnecessary to type out.

So till then, it is less than 24 hours till the new year,
the year 2009.
Does it mean, the new year means a new me?

Well, today's not her day. It was on 24 of December, a day before Christmas. So I'm wishing her Happy belated birthday here and for-your-information, I so hate to use the word 'belated'. Yeah, this post is espeacially for her. But there's one more thing that Siti Noorashikin will like to post about.

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It just made me smile before I head off to bed, off to lalaland.
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Today, the band is having a performance in front of Takashimaya, the place where once I had performed so I was musing the past moments again. Miss sitting in the front row playing my clarinet, gossiping with my section whenever we’re bored and especially looking at our conductor whenever I played. I miss the band and unfortunately I can’t make it for the performance because I had to stay at home and wait for the arrival of the new washing machine. I really wanted to go and watch then perform because simply I miss those band sounds from the high-pitched flutes to the rhythm from the percussion section. Just wishing to visit them soon, especially my little-loud junior. So hoping I’ll be free on the day that they had planned the farewell. Keeping fingers cross and tight.

What would you do if you’re at home with your little sibling just the two of you and all the DVDs you have, had been watched twice and maybe even more than that and both of you don’t want to do the house chores cause both of you are tired of it and just want to have fun but leaving the house is not an option as there is a task given by your parents? That was what today is for me and my sister. We can’t go out cause we had to wait for the washing machine, the duty of waiting is laborious. So we merely decided to play some card/board/any-other-games-you-can-think-of-that-can-be-find-in-our cardboard. The game UNO can be played several other ways rather than just UNO itself. Dominos can be played as a Maths game and turned out to be a completion. We had a winner and a loser so the loser had to do forfeits. Some forfeits created by us were Ducky-walky, put both hands up in the air for at least 30mins and even paying the winner 50cents. Then I would like to elaborate more on the game we played, Guess Who. I won five games in a row. If you know how to play that game really well, you would know why I’m exceptionally elated about me winning simply because I can really read what my sister is thinking. I guess all the 5 guesses of people just like that and it made her frustrated that I kept on winning. I told her not to be a sore loser cause in life you really can’t be one. But she kept on whining and that is totally not the type of music that I would like, to enter my ears.

Siti Noorashikin really prefers this kind of music to enter gently into her ears instead.

One more thing that is fidgeting on Siti Noorashikin's non-stop-wondering mind, she wonders why she dreamt of a small-eyed monster.

No matter what you’ll always hate yellow;
no reasons even if it’s just a fellow.

Have you ever had the feelings of killing someone who really cares for you? I know killing is a little bit violent so let’s replace it with hating instead. Its irony if someone hates somebody who really cares for that someone isn’t it because why should anyone hate anybody who really shows you care and concerns and that you’re important in their life. Let’s give this nameless people names, someone=Susan and somebody=Harriet. Susan and Harriet were BFF for the past six long years. Harriet trusted Susan so much that every secrets Harriet has, she’ll share it with Susan and vice versa. They can’t go to a place without being together. Even going to washrooms and making simple decisions like choosing the colour gold or yellow which actually had no major difference, they had to do it together. Thus, this made them so close, super close like super glue. But even with all this closeness that they have, Susan can’t really stand Harriet. Susan has no specific reasons to hate Harriet, maybe it’s just Susan’s nature. Susan’s nature to hate Harriet was not because of her own will, but Harriet made it that way. Everything Susan had, Harriet will have it two times better. Whenever it’s time for Susan to shine in their school’s Broadway, Harriet always grabbed the spotlight away from her. But somehow, Harriet didn’t grab it away purposely, she just did with just blinking her eyes. See how simple it is for Harriet to do it. Plus whenever the Broadway’s done, audiences would applause and Susan thought they were applauding for her but instead they did it for Harriet. Even with all this, Susan still wants and never let go of her BFF until they are at the age of 50, where both girls are now old women knitting sweaters for their grandchildren in their rocking rattan chairs. Still, Susan still hate Harriet for just being her cause afterall Harriet is living the best life that Susan really wants. Questions are, why Susan still wants Harriet to be her BFF even if she has all the hateful feeling towards her and does it mean that all those years, Susan is suffering but still keeping it as if it just a small problem? Maybe Susan really wants to kill Harriet but killing will only result her to be behind bars and obviously she doesn’t want that.

Now, I am just ecstatic. I never thought it would happen, even though it’s just a tiny thing, but to me it’s a biggy. Let me just be in my utmost rapturous state for a while. To my dearly friend Farhana, cheer up aites. Always remember that we will always be there for you. I know it’s hard for you to be facing it, feeling all confused and such. Maybe it’s just a part of life you have to go through and maybe there’s some reasons behind it all. Well, I’ll try my best.

There is absolutely every reason in the world to be frustrated over shits that happen. Well maybe I won’t use the word frustrated so let’s replace it with annoyed instead cause frustrated seems too harsh. Remember when we were young, we thought when we grow older, someway or another we could further have knowledge of what’s really going on in life. That we would be smarter in finding reasons of what happened to us and that we could live life happily without failing to have mind-bobbling questions constantly running through our minds. Well, I couldn’t support that opinion now. The older I get, the more things left unanswered. The more I become curious and I sometimes wonder too much until my mind is cracking itself up to help me solve all the silly little matter that doesn’t need a lot of thoughts. This time, they don’t receive tickets for them to take turns entering my mind. They come as an army trying to defend its country from its enemy. Then again, God wouldn't throw shits that we can’t handle. God knows that these shits eventually will help us in finding our right path and to enjoy our life in the future meaning I have to get even older to identify with the word life.

Having this kind of hunch really is not the intuition anyone would want. The feeling is like mixing curry powder in the most delicate chocolate cup-cakes. Anyone who has ever felt that would really want to get their feets on the rubbish-filled ground and stop all the speculating cause scepticism really is just horrendous. Those group of people are just living in an almost deprivation moment, at this very minute where I can see my sister, sound asleep in the living room cause her bedroom is in a mess. I think that they are very unclear of some stuffs that are obviously not very clear to them. -_- They had always wish that they didn't make certain choices. But what's done is done right? They have to know that all they can do now is to learn from their mistakes instead of grieving over spilt milk. Its not like you can point out a remote that would make the whole shit to rewind. Well, sometimes we all just wish that we could and that everything can start all over again or to a particular moment in life so that we don't have to suffer at this very moment.