.just around the corner.
Posted by: Iliana on: November 15, 2009
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SPM is! I have just remembered it just now and made a 5-minutes card for Abang Chik.
Haha i know, i know, it’s pathetic. But hey, it’s a less-than-5-minutes work. Wha’d you expect? ;P And besides, if i have an elder sister, i think i’d be glad to receive even a pathetic-looking soft card from her for my exam motivation.
To those who’s sitting for SPM, i wish you all the best. And to those whose brothers or sisters are, let’s pray for their success. And for those who are in no bussiness of this year’s SPM league, please, out of pure charity, pray for my brother’s tranquility in answering and may he get good results.
p/s: just send them the wishes. even if it’s in the ugliest form of creativity you have forged. 
.urim and thummim.
Posted by: Iliana on: November 14, 2009
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Good day! 
Ok. Popular bookstore is now officially a forbidden place for me.
I can’t set a foot in there without getting hooked by at least 2 titles! And considering the current balance in my acct, i’m relatively paying through the nose for them!
I have just shelved another 3 Paulo Coelho’s (uuu..the dark green nots..uhuk uhuk..) with 1 still unread (have just started by 2 pages) Yet, i had a very hard time setting my feet OUT of the store, drooling over “South Africa, The Wild Paradise” by Franck Fouquet. And to those who are still wondering my next birthday prezzie, surprise me with “Travelers’ Atlas” by Dorsling Kindersley (publisher)! I’ll love you infinitely!! 
Okay..so how has the week been. Let see..CFCS done…(oh no! the neverending data & community programme reports!), books read (fictions people, fictions,) flu recovered, and watched lotsa Hindi films! Haha what has got into me? Hollywood to Bollywood?? Blame Powell Roy and Renuka for this! ;P I was housemate with Renuka and Atiq during CFCS and happen to transfer loads of Hindi movies from Renuka. The aftermath – fallen for Shah Rukh Khan again, haha, since the ancient “Kuch Kuch Hota Hai”. I was hooked for no romance reason okayy..there were actually a lot that i can learn by bollywood movies, so i realised. In “ChakDe! India”, i discovered that someone looking like Seh Kee (my coursemate) may have been an Indian! By nationality/origin & may speak by the language of Hindi!! These Indians might easily be mistaken for other nationality and treated as aliens in their own country, should they ever go to the Western India or other part than the Northeastern India. North-East India is ethnically, linguistically and culturally very distinct from the other states of India. And according to Wikipedia, this region is officially recognized as a special category of states. Its states consist of Arunachal Pradesh, Assam, Meghalaya, Manipur, Mizoram, Nagaland, Sikkim and Tripura. They speak by the mothertongue of Assamese, Bengali, Bodo (yes, it’s a language) and Manipur. So as i googled and google-mapped, it was just, wow. What a beautiful, diversed world we live in.
In “Om Shanti Om!”, i noticed a line that is exactly what i read in Coelho’s “The Alchemist”. As Shah Rukh Khan say, “when you really want something, the world will help you to come to that.”, Coelho has also wrote in his #1 bestseller, similarly, “And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” and i thought, the scriptwriter must’ve read Coelho.
Haha so i think i’ll keep feeding my Bollywood crave by getting good ones from Renuka. ;P
And oh, my double-become-triple room now is double room again. Ira has got a room for herself, after she had been working hard for it the past 5 months. The funny thing is, for the previous months, whenever she go to HEP’s Kak Syikin or Murni’s Mr.Ismadi, the answers she’ll get are just, “there’s no more room”, “we have nothing to offer.” Once she went to Mr. Ismadi with her uncle, who happens to be a friend of HEP big boss Mr.Hafiz, Mr.Ismadi straight away gave her a list of 5-6 rooms with unoccupied beds. What the fish! So the offices are in a conspiracy to always make things hard for students or what? Unbelievable. For 5 friggin months! Despite her effort she got nothing, and suddenly that.
I can’t deny the relief of having less people in the room , though. 
And btw, i was approached by Abg Mie for this year’s Sukad Female Tennis captain.
I.
Do.
NOT.
Want.
This.
Arggghh!!! But i don’t know to whom shall i shove entrust the post to. It’ll be irresponsible for me to just say no without suggesting a replacement. In this year’s team, there are two 5th year (exam), two 3rd year (exam), and a 2nd year (freshie in the team, never been to Sukad, can’t let her handle).
So u see, Arggghh!!! Darn it.
I don’ t know. Now i just try not to think about it. I just go to the court and play.
Urim and Thummim. Be it white, or black? Black. Please.
p/s: i am just referring to the fiction’s urim thummim by the way. nothing israelite biblical shall i do. i’ll stick to solat istikarah, thanks.
.crush alert.
Posted by: Iliana on: November 2, 2009
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Err..think i got just a tiny little..(okay, HUGE) crush on Mr. Sani Sayuthi (the next John Tharakan??) Master of Surgery (Neurosurgery) YuEshEm.
He.
Is.
a.
Neurosurgeon.
NEUROSURGEON!!!
(L.O.C. for 0.2 second)
Oh why oh why is it his last class…?
p/s: hehe sorry babyy, of course u know better. ;P
.Hush hush, I’m here.
Posted by: Iliana on: November 1, 2009
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There are times, when necessity overcome pride. And that is also when, i must come to understand thoroughly the soul of friendship, and assist in maintaining both.
can you keep a secret?
Posted by: Iliana on: October 30, 2009
It’s eating me up inside, really. But there’s not much of concrete thing that i can do about it. There’re not enough arguement for me to put forward, not even against myself, so how do i bring myself to act? No, i should not. When you know something is not right, yet not in other people’s eyes, you can, go against and stand for what you believe. But if you FEEL that something is going the other way, how can you actually bring it to the right path, as you know it, when you can’t even explain the prior act in the end of the day? In the film it seems cool. But, does ‘it just feels right’ matter? In the end of the day? To you, maybe.
So i must, secretly think, it isn’t that bad and not reveal it to you. Because you might not be able to, keep the secret.
.and why do i have to learn french?
Posted by: Iliana on: October 19, 2009
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because i have to start with the end in mind. (thus the initial dot in every title ’stead of just at the end) And since the journey to the end has something to do with it, i think i should. Once i’m done with Japanese. and Arabic. and every other thing that occupies me still.
okay, that, and,
i don’t know why do i find myself hard to apply things that i learnt. If that’s still not obvious in my studies, (barf) try life. i knew long before, that if i dont take myself seriously, no one would.. well, except the ones that are biologically programmed to do so, a.k.a mama and baba and maybe a few significant others that gripped the meaning of loyalty by heart.
and yet, i relied. on what, who, it doesn’t matter. but i did that, and it brought me to being too patient with myself, and can’t seem to gain. i suppose didn’t take myself seriously as someone who can. the path has to be paved before me. thus i seems to forgot to clear the bushes on my own. in time, i eventually found myself to be some sorta just a filler (altough it is a self-thought and maybe just paranoia). and that is unacceptable in my dictionary of contemporary life language. So, in mind of wanting to be a hey-let’s-take-her-and-polish ’stead of an owh-okay-just-take-her, i am to get up and beat it.
Putting on a mask of bravely-ready-to-undertake-em-all.
Tunggu..(dlm nada pengacara Melodi tv3) hehe.
…
Posted by: Iliana on: September 26, 2009
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It wasn’t gastroentritis. Damn me for missing such sign & symptom. It may be his last days, and i’m gonna be by his side.
.she had laughed, too.
Posted by: Iliana on: September 22, 2009
Watching the kids play, and quarrel and sulk, i wrote this, at my kampung. Just a bit of the older kids version.
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Liolle sat on a high wall alone.
Riobbe and Melleu were laughing at him.
There was a ‘kick me’ note on his back.
Riobbe was sad.
Melleu and Boog were laughing at him.
They have a ‘kick me’ note on his back.
Melleu was sad.
Liolle and Boog were laughing at him.
They pasted a ‘kick me’ note on his back.
Kaloona was sad.
Boog and Danda were chuckling behind her.
They wouldn’t tell why.
They have a ‘kick me’ note on her back.
Toonte was left alone.
He has no friends for now.
They were still giggling behind him.
They wouldn’t tell why.
They have a ‘kick me’ note behind him.
Toonte and Kaloona pasted a ‘kick me’ note behind Quwg some time ago. They had laughed, too.
Norah watched them all in silence. Cracked a ‘whatever’ grin for the stereotypic events.
Ipod in her ears, she couldn’t hear, that Jealaine, Hamuqa and Feswa are giggling behind her too. She just couldn’t be bothered though, for she knows, when someone ACTUALLY kicked her, she’ll have her muay-thai ready.
Anytime.
.until proven otherwise.
Posted by: Iliana on: September 22, 2009
Assalamualaikum and good day.
It’s the 3 rd day of RAYA people! Have you visit your family & friends’ houses yet? And more importantly, have you asked for enough forgiveness this year? I haven’t. Wuwu~ (-.-”)
So far my raya has been okay. Although Tok Ayah has been a little sick lately. He’s slimming down to someone quite unrecognisable as him. He was a sturdy man, recruiting his grandchildren for hari raya mass labour work. But now he looked so skinny, having chills and rigors, shaking on his bed. As everything is of constitutional symptoms and diarrhoea, i’m hoping it’s just gastroentritis. We went to the hospital, and the doctor commented nothing on the pandemic disease. ‘Phewh’, but not quite. He is still having fever. He once said, “lepah cucu bongsu ni, takdok doh la..” Maksu is bearing her first child, barely in the first month of gestation. Saya harap mulut Tok Ayah tak masin.
Tok Ayah on pagi raya. He claimed to be at his best of health that morning, since Ramadhan. Until he fell sick (again) that evening and brought to Hospital Pasir Mas A&E by midnight.
As for everything else, raya is fine. Much hilarity with people all around me in the mood for celebration. I love it when people have so much positive energy around me. I think it somehow can topup mine a little since i am lack of it nowadays.
And,
I hate it when it come down to this. But as i am typing alone in my room, and the negativity is so overwhelmingly underwhelming, i am easily drifted away from any presence of happiness, and start to think of myself as the 21 year old walking with the worst of fate on earth – which of course, not. God has given me so much for me to be grateful for. Again, it’s just my melancholy.
And to have this ’syndrome’, and be in a relationship, is fatal. I tend to drag down lingering energy that i feel nearest to me. Poor him. I am grateful that my BFFs understand this concept completely, and survive it with me and standing still whenever the emotional chaos come into scene and me struggle in trying to figure it out. Kadang-kadang rasa macam doa tak sampai. And looking back into my life, it’s not hard to figure out why. (-.-”)
I once liked to think of myself as:
Wan Iliana = positive and honest.
But now, i don’t think i does seem so anymore. Nak positif susah. Nak jujur, lagi susah, sebab sepatutnya yang negatif tak patut dibawa keluar. Have to find a new recipe for life to perk it up.
There’s a line in medicine, which is very useful for a diagnosis. “Until proven otherwise.” I am trying to get hold of this phrase. Because everytime i sense sadness in me, my mind worked its the way to previous let-downs and past crushed hopes, rubbing salts to the chronic wounds. And in life, if you search for someone’s faults to prove someone’s wrong, of course she will be, and that applies to you too. So i’ll try to prove otherwise. Whenever i think I am unhappy, any evidence on that, miss? Can you fix it? Kalau nak ber-melankoli saja memanjang, abeh le. Manja ah kamu. Aren’t you one happy girl once? So, until i am proven otherwise.
p/s: Back in matriculation day, Didi Aiman gave me a book as a birthday present. A book on “How to be Happy”. I thought, okay, lame, but read it anyway. ;P Thinking of it now, made me grin. I wonder what was he thinking at that time? Did he sense something in me that made him trying to prepare for near future, in case my emotional chaos take place?
Haha who am i trying to kid. Of course he just bought it because he knows i like to read. That’s all.
p/s/s: Dear anyone, sorry, kalau saya dah buat kamu susah hati.
.for the love of wood and whites.
Posted by: Iliana on: September 17, 2009
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Assalamualaikum and good day.
Have just done sahur. And, in the mood of posting still.
I was exploring my home PC’s ‘My Pictures’ today, and found myself some pictures i saved that bespeak of what i would love for my room/house (so tells you that my house is not like it. )
I am always fond of white furnitures, for i don’t like my room to be seen in any specific hue. I need neutral light because only then i can splash rainbowy details in it without thinking much of what would match. Colourful pillows, colourful wall deco, colourful rags, and plan to have rainbow library with the ceiling high white shelves. I just love colours.
And also,
i’ve always loved.
tall windows,
for bright sunlight,
and
mini herb garden,
and
a bookworm spot. with floral details. (as i say that, i mean real flowers, like a mini garden. well it can be a wide acre well-groomed one too)
This might be my current workspace. Have ordered a white study table a month ago. Can't wait!
If i have this in my room, it'll be piled up with books, mags, and clothes in no time. talk about my untidiness. (-.-)"
White closet. Likey likey~
This is lovely. However i don't quite agree with the stripes. I prefer polka dots! but in this, just plain pattern of any colour will do.
