I’m writing this to my brother, who -despite him being somewhere out there- can still be updated with the rise and shine of the Hanifah family. [I'm not even sure he reads this. Oh well.]

Besides, my mind’s over-used, again. If Albus Dumbledore has his Pensieve to siphon his thoughts into, then Atiqah has her blog to crap into.

Please take note that the news provided are not chronologically arranged.

NEWS 1:

Dad got us a new laptop. An Acer Aspire 4710, complete with Windows Vista. The new baby is cute, sparkly and has an aura of elegant and intelligence surrounding it.

Yet I kept getting stuck while YM-ing or online reading. Perhaps the laptop doesn’t like me.

NEWS 2:

Our pet goldfish Yuno died after several weeks of staying with us. Cause of death could possibly be the dirty water he and Au reside in.

They’re Yaya’s [7 y.o] goldfishes; she should be changing the water!

Au the female goldfish now spend her time swimming alone in the lonely tank, dancing to a lonely tune. Did I mentioned she’s lonely?

NEWS 3:

I’m going to Kem Kecemerlangan SPM at Home Beach Village, PCB. Us SMI Aman SPM candidates while be terrorizing there from Sunday to Tuesday, while the PMR candidates will spread horror from Sunday to Wednesday.

The holiday’s packed with activities by the beach. Mom warned me from playing too near to the water. As if I’ll ever be caught doing it.

Actually, I’ve planned to bring Lion Boy: The Chase [among several other books. My luggage's full of them.] along with me. That way, I can read it during break-time under the coconut tree while relaxing to the soft salty breeze.

Allah’s creations are amazing, aren’t they?

I’m a read-freak. [Note that I wrote read. It means I'll read mostly anything. Even the tiny prints on wrappers.]

NEWS 4:

I’m broke this month [and it's barely two weeks into August!]. I’ve bought two books, a Quran, stationeries and two Celcom RM10 prepaid.

Where has my financial planning gone to?! Don’t say it flew away along with my sanity! Anyway, Mom said you’ve got your scholarship banked in. Mind giving some to me? *puppy-eyed*

NEWS 5:

Note that I’m pretty sure none of the person mentioned in News 5 are reading this. If they do, forgive me. I still held some teeny weeny respect for you guys.

Four of our seniors came to SMI Aman last Thursday. Uthman and Ahmad went to speak to the form 1, 2 and 3 students. Muizz went to Form 4 and Naufal went into our class.

I’m not sure what they’re supposed to talk about, but Naufal crapped something about how was life in IPT.

It would have been an interesting talk, if he cut short of his usage of nate, huduh, and bodo. And as expected, I was the one who point out that fact to him.

I’ve asked a form 2 student about what Uthman and Ahmad had spoken to them in the hall. She said: I don’t know. I wasn’t even listening.

Kids nowadays are so attentive, aren’t they?

That’s all, I suppose. Once I put myself into writing mode, the craps cluttering my mind seem to be deleting themselves out.

I’ll post some if I feel like [This living corpse is currently being invaded by some troublesome virus... I breathe like a fish.].

Au revoir and have a great day, minna-san! 

Sufiyyah talked me into this. I think, most of my mistakes were done because of faulty advice. No offence, Sufiyyah.

http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/905909

Good day, everyone.

p/s: Does being a true friend means you know a lot about a person? Not for me. A true friend is the one who knows when to back off, and when to approach me.

I’m stubbornly sensitive. And hopeless. Just name it.