miss rema erd

hello and welcome and yo.

i am Hannah (my name's a palindrome).
i am the first daughter of the first daughter of the first daughter.
i love my family deep deep. my favourite red is carmaine.

i also love football, good books, sunsets, grinning babies, poets, photographers, a good intellectual conversation, quirky people, pious bad boys with soft hearts and good minds, happy surprises, the rain, flat shoes, the thought of painting, coffeebean's caramel ice blend, borders (as in the bookstore), bubble tea, and waking up on my own.


/ Donate blood @ Outram completed on 23/03/2008
/ Ice Skate @ Kallang Leisure Park
/ Rollerblade @ ECP
/ Plan a community service project coming up!
/ Enter a photography contest
/ Jog with Tch Rapiah @ Tamp Stadium coming up!
/ Buy an English translation Qura'an
/ Buy the $100 book on the 4 Imams
/ Take up a new skill @ a CC
/ Paint a picture by Singapore River
/ Play paintball @ SDC
/ Go to the Tree Top @ MacRitchie
/ Learn how to (really) ride a horse
/ Plan an event for my old Madrasah
/ Get that DSLR i've been drooling for found Colby on 05/05/2008

I actually missed the live telecast of my Survivor yesterday, so I watched it at the 10pm slot. Bobby Jon was there!! Ahhhhhh! I wonder if Haffiz watched, 'cause he was psyched about Stephanie, last season, and he was quiet when she appeared on the show. Hmmm. Anyways. Bobby Jon!! Hahaha. Even my sister Mona was excited, "Kakak, Bobby Jon!" I remember last season, when he was voted out, Mona was real sad. Heheh! Anyway, Survivor's grrreat! I really like the nurse character in Nakum. Has potential. Hmmm.

Anyways. Before Survivor, I was on the phone with Waneh intan payung, who was a dear and called me even though she's busy with her five sugar daddies. *Gasp*! Alamak, people weren't suppose to know! Ahh sorry babe. So I was on the phone with Waneh, and Am called from camp! I was so excited to hear from him. We talked like for 10 minutes, but it was cool. I teased him about NS men being treated like babies, lights off at 1030, about toilets, and prayers and what they eat there. He said he's a bully there and I was like, "You? Bully? Nooooo." His group or whatever name is Cougar Something 3. Platoon 3? Ahhh me and my goldfish memory. Anyways. It was nice of him to call up. *smiles*

I was reading Just Between Us by Cathy Kelly last night. It was about 600 pages long but I felt it was worth 'cause it had four happy endings and I got teary-eyed in the end. Sigh. So anyways, what's up with guys and "what-she-doesn't-know-won't-hurt-her"? I actually know for a fact that some guys do believe this. In fact, one of the people I respect believes it. A girlfriend once confided in me her problems with her boyfriend, so when that boyfriend tried to dig info from me, he gave me that line. "What she doesn't know, won't hurt her." I mean, you say that to me, you're really... Urgh. They're not together anymore, by the way. "Telling-her-the-truth-even-though-it-will-hurt" is better than "she-found-out-and-now-i'm-dead". Have some respect for your ladies, men! *Hint hint* Heheh!

I'm going out with Loi today after Zohor to look at shoes! I'm psyched!Weeeeee. Only thing is, I can't decide what to wear.. (This is the part where Waneh roll her eyes. Hahah) My cough getting worse, and my grandma kept asking me to take the medicine but I hate cough medicine!! So please, God, make it go away...

broke my fall (0)

There are many reasons why fish sometimes drown. They need oxygen to live, and if they swim into oxygen-depleted waters, they will drown.

John Locke said: Education begins the gentleman,
but reading, good company and reflection
must finish him.


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

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