Surprise

Somehow, deep down inside, I felt very suspicious of my good buddy. His constant grin, his extra jumpy behaviour. Gosh, it ate me inside knowing that Aziz knew something big.. I wasnt informed of it.

Just a few hours before Zuhr, I left the house to meet Aziz. Supposedly, he wanted to have a talk with me. At the same time, we had the intention of buying gifts for Shazaa. So anyway, while we were at Junction 8, I saw Shaakira and Shazaa. At that time, I was holding Shazaa's unwrapped present so I darted out of sight, into Pastamania and into the opposite curb.

As Aziz chased me, I found myself a random spot and started wrapping the present spontaneously. Improvised.. Well anyway, when we went back down, they had already left. A bit disappointed, Aziz and I went back home. We took Bus 410G, a long journey back home.

When we arrived at my house area, I offered to send Aziz back home but he insisted I go down. He himself alighted from the bus. So, we walked to my house, into the house, up to my room, into my room and AAAAAHHH!!!
5 people singing happy birthday songs started to appear in my mind.. Shocked and shaking, I found myself the strength to cut the cake. Hahaha!

Went downstairs to the living room and enjoyed the cake. As time passed, I confirmed myself that this was all true. My dearest friends were actually IN my house. There was Muhammad, Aziz, Luqman Nur, Shazaa, Shaakira and Nisa. Hijannah came a bit later..

Minutes passed and we all ate the food my Mum cooked. Just so you know, my Mum was in on this surprise. Wow.. And I got to cut a cake. Hahaha, just to be nice, I let Shazaa cut the cake too since it WAS her birthday too..
Unfortunately, Shaakira had to leave first cause she had Smartlab. All the guys, excluding me of course, celebrated her departure.. jokingly, of course. And so, Mum asked me to walk her to the bus stop. Hehe, it was . . . quite nice. Hahahaha!

Went back home and joined the others. I checked the Powerpoint slide Luqman made for me in my room, which by the way is messy. It was soooo sweet! Thanks so much, Luqman!
Then, we took more photos and stuff. Again, someone also had to leave. This time it was Shazaa.. I offered to walk her to the bus stop but I guess some people wanted to tag along. Haha!

Went back to home again and this time, with Hijannah, we all watched Zohan *the cleaner version* in my room. Hahahaha! It was sooooo.. "jaw-dropping"
Every moment, we laughed together. We were like family together. Its a pity Shazaa and Shaakira werent there. So when the movie ended, I walked them all to the bus stop.

When I got back home again, my Aunt started guessing which one of those girls was my girlfriend. I was like ... "whaaaat?"
Dad got home and together with my Mum, my Grandma and my Aunt, we all had a nice dinner together.. What a nice ending..

Hey YOU! You're finally 17! How long has it been since we last knew each other.. 2 years? Haha, lets make it last a lifetime! Happy birthday, Shazaa! May Allah bless you :)

Random

If we had just one last night together, will you dance with me?

8hrs of Movies

Well.. I got a new cellphone. Gosh, its.. not what I had in mind but oh well.
Today, I woke up at about 12am.. I was so tired from yesterday and all.

Anyway, I watched 4 movies today. I watched 'Hotel for Dogs' (Emma Roberts was cute!), 'Another Cinderella Story', 'Yes Man' and lastly, 'This Christmas'. Didnt watch 'The Day After Tomorrow' cause I was too bored.. And and, I missed 'Made of Honor' which was on at about 11am till 1pm. Sigh..

Im thinking of meeting Aziz tomorrow but my parents wont allow me. Not at the moment though.. but we'll see. Until then..

Darul Tauheed Camp

At first, reading the paper, I was quite interested. The Darul Tauheed Camp.. sounded like fun. So alright, I joined for it. On the day it started, things started to go bad. My cellphone got spoiled and well, that reeked. Nevertheless, I remained on positive terms.

On the first day, we spent half of it in MPR3 with Pak Rizal, Pak Uus and Pak Asep. They were the trainers who came from Indonesia to help us for our camp programme. Their objective was simple. Inculcate the importance of Islam and our role in it. So first, they taught us so many stuff about Islam and we were captivated. We also had dinner, supper and of course, we had to set up our own tents. We were also separated into different groups and such. I got to become the leader of my group ;D

Anyway, on the first night, we all slept in our tents in the middle of the field. For me, I had a long chat with Muhammad in our tent. Nearly everyone couldnt sleep. In the end, I went to sleep at 2am.. only to wake up at 3am to wake everyone up.

Everyone washed up and trudged to the mosque to perform our Tahajjud. Nearly half of us didnt get to do it cause everyone didnt even know we were supposed to wake up for Tahajjud. Afterwards, we got ready and left for East Coast Park. In the bus, snores and grunts were heard.

We arrived at East Coast at about 5am. Even then, we had to walk some distance before everyone could settle down. We reached to this one spot and set up our mats and the call was made that everyone could rest for a while. When Subuh prayer came, we performed it so and then made our doa. Up above, lightning crackled menacingly. I gulped..

As the morning sun rose, we warmed up with some exercises and then we checked the beach. It was clear that everyone was bored. Then the food arrived and we all had breakfast. Soon, it rained and it was like.. "time to go home, everyone!"

Headed back to school and continued our classes in MPR3. Ate lunch, dinner, supper and in between those intervals, we performed our daily prayers. On the second night, we slept in our tents at the void deck. Unfortunately, when we left for East Coast, the tents got blown away so we moved them to the void deck. This time, I slept quite early. I slept in the tent with Helmi and Rifqi.

In the morning, I did my tahajjud and during the day, everyone participated in an amazing tace around the school. My group finished second last but it didnt matter. We had fun. On that day, lotsa people wished me a happy birthday. Ended the day with a group photo, with the birthday boys in front. Zaid and I. Happy birthday to us!

Got back home and my cousins came to celebrate my birthday. They bought me a toy helicopter and my Dad gave me a new wallet. My Mum bought me a cake and my Aunt gave me some money to spend. Overall, quite a good weekend.

Fyi, my cellphone is still broken so anyone who texted me from Friday till Sunday, do resend cause err.. I didnt get it. Oh well..

Notifications

Note to self..

1. Its just 2 days away
2. I have camp from today till Sunday
3. Gonna miss my friends who went overseas
4. "Bukhari, I wanna play Left 4 Dead at your house!"
5. I wanna learn how to Tango
6. I wanna learn how to do the Salsa
7. I wanna learn how to dance freestyle
8. Thinking of changing to prepaid
9. Getting bored
10. Not expecting anything on Sunday but nevertheless... anticipating
11. Selena Gomez is gorgeous!
12. Any ideas for raising funds for the Syria trip?
13. Out of ideas...

Have a good weekend, everyone!

Unprepared

I hate this.. I hate being so terrible and unprepared for badminton. I hate the fact that STE is getting closer. I hate the fact that everyone else is either busy or occupied. I hate it when plans dont work out as I would want it to. I hate it when I do things I wished I didnt do. I hate it when I cant explain the things I hate in a reasonable sentence. Gosh.. I hate all this..

It was such a tiring today. Okay, mainly from badminton practice. I got so frustrated when playing I nearly lost my temper. Darn racket, I keep hitting the metal parts. And oh gosh, I feel like the squad is nowhere close to being ready for Inter-Madrasah. Sigh..

So much drama today. One surprising moment was when Ms Nadiyawati and Cikgu Roszana wanted to talk to me. They were my primary school teachers and I found it quite weird when they teased me about my "love" life.. whatever.

Helped the student committee for the Syria plan. Gave out suggestions and stuff. Even though I cant go, Im helping out. Who knows.. maybe I can. God willingly, it will.. But then, really... I am just too tired to write any longer.

Have a good time Aziz in Bandung. Have a good time Mr Izzad in Kedah. Have a good time to the people going to KL or anywhere in Malaysia. And for me.. hmm.. *hint : 3 more days*
Hehehe.. oh well. I'll be at camp on that day.. *Gulp*
Well then, I better bring an extra pair of clothes..

"I need to know should I fight for love.. or disarm. Its getting harder to shield.. this pain in my heart"

Doing Something

Depending on the song Im listening to, my moods keep changing. Hehe, its kinda cute and weird but oh well.. Extra classes today were a killer, like the soul in me was being forced out of my body slowly. Gosh, if I could rate the day, I'd say it was horribly short..

But then again, Im a bit satisfied with myself after sorting out the mess on my desk. After all the procrastinating, I finally found some free time to do the cleaning. Sigh.. I still think my room is full of junk. But hey, thats for another day..

Oh, and my birthday is coming in 5 days and already my good buddy, Aziz, wished me a happy birthday. An advanced wish, of course. Seems that he'll be overseas on my special day. Oh well, thanks for the wish. I'll be sure to remember yours.

Haha, for the first time, Im anticipating my birthday. I've never felt so eager to know what might happen on that day... Oh wait, I have camp on that day. Hahaha, well, its just gonna be a half-day on that day. Gosh... *few moments passed* ... oh hey, now I dont care about my birthday.. Whatever happens, happens..

"See I would... If I could... I'll do anything spontaneously... You know I would"