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I, Robot

The previous post was an intro to my newest project, a humble sci-fi novella that I have yet to name.

It's basically about a robot fugitive who has a bomb nestled in her chest. She escaped the FaPets factory to prevent the bomb from being detonated by the people from the organisation that brought her to life, but there was actually more to the detonating bomb than meets the eye.

Then, she meets Dorian 'Dork' Flannigan, the biggest geek on earth at Hazelnut High. It was an accident that she found her way to his dad's garden. Now, she's hiding in Dorian's garage and impersonates Jenna Yates, the girl who went missing at that area.

That's about all that I can tell you, I'm still cooking up the rest of the story. I doubt that I will have much time next year (counting down in t-minus 6 1/2 hours from now), but probably I'll continue after my SPM. That's when I'll get a story blog and start typing the story furiously. I sure can't wait for that.

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You Can't Play On Broken Strings

I looked at her with questioning eyes.
"Where do you think that path leads to?"
"I don't know. We'll have to follow it until we know where it goes," she said, matter-of-factly.
"Have you heard of the fear of the unknown?"
Then she looked at me with questioning eyes.
"I have a problem with that, we all do."
Scratch that. My dear friend wouldn't understand. She was an emotionless robot.

I found her in my dad's garden one night, awkwardly flung headfirst into my dad's patch of rhododendrons that he loved so much. Yeah, he killed me for it. At that time, she looked no where near to how she looked like today- the hottest babe in school, although she's not a real babe.

She came from the robot manufacturing line FaPets. I haven't the foggiest idea what that is or the reason why she came looking for help from me. I have to admit, I am a geek. I can spend hours on the computer, sitting on my butt and stare unblinkingly to the monitor…

Salvaged

These are some of my 'emo' poems that I wrote last year. I've unearthed them from the big mess that I made when excavating my closet in an effort to rid it of old skeletons, nah..just exaggerating!
I find myself laughing my head off reading these spontaneous and random rhymes. They're kind of gory and well, CORNY! Honestly, I am not proud of them, I did better, but just for the sake of old times, I'll grudgingly post it before I lose them again in the ocean of old papers and junk spread across my parquet floor.

Music: We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands by The Academy Is...
Mood: Dazed

The Deepest Cut Is The One In My Chest

Tear my heart, shred my soul
When you tell me you will go
Look me in the eyes
and tell me how bad I have cried

Take the high road out of town
because this system's going down
Dear, won't you face me
Forget all the calamity

I don't want you away
I plead you to stay
Just listen to what I've to say

I'm sorry for all the tears
I'm sorry for…

Hey Moon

I'm counting my last miserable days of holiday before school begins again on 3rd Jan for me. I've still not finished my homework. I am now blogging approximately 10 minutes after I have roughly designed my version of SEMASA magazine cover. Yep, I am forever plagued by the weary worries of work, work, work. I suck at most things and after seeing the end product of my little 'effort', it makes me feel a hell lot worse. First of all, I did it with microsoft word, so that is why I can't show it to you (it's also very embarassing, if I did), like, what kind of idiot makes graphic work with microsoft word? That's right, me. Secondly, that is like, the farthest thing I'll ever get to being creative. Finally, it became a concrete evidence of my chronic symptom of pathetic self-pity, a manifestation of my low self-esteem. That disgusts me.

Okay, I'm going to do a recap of 2008, since I don't think there'll be anything else for me in this last two week…

Taken

This post was taken from http://sigmoidlife.blogspot.com/




About jannah, paradise, heaven, syurga..

from Dr Aini Afifah binti Abdul Karim

When Mu'min will enter into Jannah, it will be announced

1. You will remain healthy forever, disease will never come.
2. You will remain alive for ever, death will never come.
3. You will remain in bounties which will never be finished.

Jannat is made with Bricks of Gold and Silver. Its cement is of perfumed Musk. Its chips are pearls and Yaqoot. Its sand is Zafraan.

There are eight doors ofJannah.
These are eight grades of Jannat
1. Jannatul Mava
2. Darul Maqaam
3. Darul Salaam
4. Darul Khuld
5. Jannat-ul-Adan
6. Jannat-ul-Naeem
7. Jannat-ul-Kasif
8. Jannat-ul-Firdous

Food of Jannah
They will eat foods and fruits continuously up to 40 years.
Every bowl will have a new taste. They will take eructation which will digest the food and there will be perfumed sweating for the digestion of water. There will be no urine and stool.

There will be gardens in Jannah. Every gard…

ICC 08

I have survived a whole week's camp from 10th to 16th December! Yaay for me!
The first thought I had of the place I was going to was a place surrounded by 40 metre-tall trees with lots of moss covering the ground, basically a description of a dense jungle in the middle of no where. Haha, well, I was wrong, it wasn't that bad, apart from the fact that there wasn't any water at the classroom block where I was staying.
The St. John Ambulance International Cadet Camp was held in conjunction with SJAM's centennial anniversary. There were five foreign countries: New Zealand, Zambia, Singapore, Hong Kong and Sri Lanka. There were 12 Malaysian states participating (the ones excluded were Sarawak and Perlis). Kelantan was suppose to send participants, but the JPN encountered financial problems regarding the transportation. Well, I decided to go for it anyway.

Day 1 was..hmm..boring..lots of waiting around, and then it rained in the afternoon. At night we did some ice-breaking, l…

Scavenger

Well, I know, I'm cheating.
The exact date for this post was 17th December, I just figured out that I could adjust the post date and time. So, anyway, I've been walking around my house(as if there was anywhere interesting to go to) and have been taking pictures of stuff around the house, mostly stuff that clutters the house. The pictures aren't that terrific because the lighting at my house is very poor. Yes, I admit, I live in a 'cave'. These are the pictures of some of the curious things I find around the house. Not exactly 'curious', but for the fun of boredom-killing..
This is the collection of pharmaceutical products on the dressing table. I arranged it so it looks pretty for the camera, otherwise it would be lying around scattered, waiting for its owners to use it the next morning.
Next is the collection of little bottles of perfume. The beautiful box was from my father's trip to India, years ago..
Guess what this key is for? A secret passage in my hou…