Thursday, May 28, 2009/1:06 PM
sometimes, when you don't blog for a long time, there's so much to say and it all comes crashing in at once and suddenly your brain starts filling up with nonsensical sayings and you feel like you're about to explode when you're actually just overreacting because it's just a blog for crying out loud not your life or your mother's bank account or something so whatever.

there's just so much to say! but I have tutorials to do anywhoo. that should keep my spirit going. -.-

VISAGE
oh how eventful the day was. I met up with errfee, danny, siddiq, sze ern, ranice, nizam, shruthi, johnathan, asyraf at Plaza Singapura then got INSULTED by the boys about my outfit. ehy guys, can you be a little nicer to me? I was being surrounded by male divas and being mocked at at the same time. honestly, gentlemen.

when we reached there, met beautiful syafiqah before proceeding into the theatre (would you even call it that?) we took like a hundred million pictures but it was so freaking, sweltering hot. we were all melting in that compact space. the ushers looked great, the guests were waiting elegantly. kay barely.

when we went inside, we remarked on the small space and changed our seats about three times. in the end, we chose to get up close and personal with the performers. we could see razeef and hanna all victorian and beautiful, poised like perfect marble statues at the side of the stage.

one word to describe the whole performance?
breathtaking.
and not in the way you think fariz.
mats.


I loved every single minute of it. The malicious character of Lady Audley was potrayed beautifully and flawlessly by Tamanna and the role of George Talboys was played with an irresistable air of flair by Fazari. Asaad got to show his wit and his undisputable talent, Hanna and Razeef played subtle but integral roles with passion and beauty. How could anyone have not enjoyed such a remarkably presented play?

The second portion of the performance was equally as brilliant. Mashita displayed her spine-chilling magnificence at acting, Naeem got to show her catty side that made people exclaim "OMG Naeem is such a bitch!" Nonetheless, how can anyone ever not love Naeem? If Suhaidah spoke Korean, she could play alongside her revered Korean drama actors, equally talented, equally wonderful . She was so spunky and vibrant, I couldn't stop smiling. Surinder was a lovable riot. What with her "up, and down, and up, and down,".

to the drama club, please make me fall in love with all of you again.

the journey back home was estatic. we were like drunk, mad teenagers who needed a break from the hassle and stupidity of their hectic studious lives.

oh wait. we are.

MJC VS VJC
May God Protect Us.

I was really really really really looking forward to the match. I was talking to Khairul the other night about how nervous/confident he was about the whole match. I took his complacency as part of his stride. Besides, I knew he was going to do well, he was a very good soccer player. All of the MJC soccer boys are. ALL OF THEM.


the worst part of it? the brilliance and wonder of the match was wasted on my hangover. yes, my hangover from the night before. too much caffine in my system. Before you go all, 'Namira you dumbass, you can't get a hangover from caffine!' just remember that my physical and digestive system works a little differently.

An incident that was the fruit of my hangover, (the name of my friend shall not be revealed in order to mask his true identity.)

friend: HEY NAMIRA.
hangoverperson: HEYY.
friend: hey what time is your bus leaving?
hangoverperson: *takes out two dollars from her pocket and gives it to friend*
friend: namira sweetheart, why did you give me two dollars?
hangoverperson: didn't you ask whether you could borrow two dollars just now?
friend: ....namira, are you experiencing any flu-like symptoms?

....

why DID I GIVE HIM TWO DOLLARS?

oh I have another one!

me and Fadhil were at Mcdonald's because we were helping buy dinner for our cheerleaders practicing at the linkway to the Esplanade.


Fadhil: Namira, is this it? Do we have to buy anything else?
Namira: Should be what. Yvette, Nawawi and Shikin wanted double cheeseburgers, Firza wanted an order of large fries, Fazari wanted a McChiken, AnTing wanted a medium coke.
Fadhil: Okay let's go then
Namira: *checks in pocket* EH WAIT. I HAVE TEN DOLLARS IN MY POCKET. THAT MEANS WE LEFT SOMEONE OUT. *thinks carefully...* FAIZ! FAIZ WANTED A MCCHICKEN ALSO! we have to buy it for him.
Fadhil: err... okay.
Namira: OH WAIT. IF I BUY IT FOR HIM THAT MEANS I HAVE TO GIVE HIM EIGHT DOLLARS CHANGE! WHERE THE HELL AM I GOING TO GET EIGHT DOLLARS TO GIVE HIM BACK???
Fadhil: from the change you get when you use the ten dollars to buy the mcchicken maybe?
Namira: oh.

oh my goodness.

okay I'm digressing. let me talk about the match!

how could I describe the fluidity and sheer awesomeness of how our boys played? there are no words to decribe how fantastic the MJC soccer team was. Possesion of the ball was not spared. Everyone was everywhere. Meridians and Victorians watched the nail-biting battle between the rivals in awe, agony and wonder. how do they move so fast? how did they know that the ball was going to be passed to them? how could they run and kick the ball at the same time? why were they so pro?

the spirit that the meridians exuded was electrifying. the councillors, with their burning passion and hype that kept the whole college going and jumping out of their seats.

nonetheless, despite the power and energy that our boys put in, it was all lost when VJC scored once more to secure their championship title, breaking the tie. Our hearts sank when we saw the look of agonising disappointment that crossed the boys' faces. but we did not lose our spirit. we sang the school anthem with reverence and pride. because deep in our hearts, we know, we have the winning team. undeniable, I say.

to the MJC soccer dudes: You guys were exceptional. I was right, you guys did play wonderfully. you guys ARE the champions. you owned the field and to us, you guys didn't lose. you are all winners and we appreciate everything you've done.

to the VJC soccer players: man of the match? what happened to all the sportsmanship of the game? you all were great as well with the exception of several mockers. thanks for a good game.

COLOSSEUM
I am going to post in red AND IN CAPS now BECAUSE THERE IS JUST NO SPIRIT LIKE THE PHOBOS SPIRIT YA'LL.


BEYOND AMAZING I TELL YOU. THAT'S JUST THE WORD FOR IT. COLOSSEUM WAS BEYONG AMAZING. THE ENERGY-DRAINING BEFORE, THE MIND-BLOWING DURING, AND THE EMOTIONAL AFTER.

YOU'VE GUYS HEARD ME RAMBLING ON AND ON ABOUT HOW I WAS SO FREAKING TIRED AFTER CHEERLEADING BUT HOW MUCH I INSANELY LOVED IT BECAUSE I'VE MET SUCH BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING PEOPLE DURING CHEERLEADING THAT I CAN CALL MY OWN NOW. WE ALL LOVE EACH OTHER AND WE'VE GAINED SO MANY WONDERFUL FRIENDSHIPS ALONG THE WAY. I MEAN LIKE DUH. HOW COULD WE DISLIKE SOMETHING THAT BROUGHT US TOGETHER.

TO THESE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE:
EMILYN, ISSABELLA, YVETTE, FAIZ, FADHIL, MATTHEW, ARLENE, FAZARI(!!), KELLY, JIA YING, YI TING, HUMYRAH, SHIKIN, ATIQA, MEI SHUEN, ZHONG MING, NAWAWI, AMELIA, AN TING!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR ENCOURAGEMENT, LOVE AND SPIRIT THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET UNTIL I TURN EIGHTY-TWO AND SUFFER FROM SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS OR SOMETHING. I LOVE ALL OF YOU WE ROCKED HARD AND OUR PERFORMANCE WAS PERFECT. WE DESERVE THE MEDALS PEOPLE!

SPECIAL MENTION TO FAZARI: THANK YOU FOR YOUR GUIDANCE AND BITCHINESS THAT KEPT US GOING DURING THOSE TOUGH TIMES. YOU ARE THE ONLY PERSON THAT COULD HAVE PULLED OFF SUCH AN AMAZING PERFORMANCE. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK THE PEOPLE WHO CONGRATULATED ME AND THE TEAM AFTER ESPECIALLY THE OTHER HOUSES' CHEERLEADERS WHO WERE BRILLIANT AS WELL. THANKYOU TO MY 09S104 WHO GAVE ME HUGS AND TOLD ME THAT THE PERFORMANCE WAS AWESOME AFTERWARDS. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.

gahh colosseum is so like.. DRAINING!
hajkfddkshfkdjhsfjkdshjfkdsf.
I LOVE THE HYPE AND THE LAUGHTER.




this song reminds me of my cheerleaders.
we were all good girls.
once.

now we're badass.


to wrap it all up, I guess I'm loving MJC.

self-proclamation.
My life is not a fascination worth the scrutiny of those who watch over me. Yet, I live amongst thin air and sparkling personalities. I am an avid fan of the KoreanPop scene. So bring me to the number thirteen.

read my lips.

they're watching.

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