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

Wee. I had the mentoring's meeting today, and nobody was serious (except for Ricky, but he's always so high-struck. God knows how his blood pressure is like). I was particularly "hyper", to quote a member of the meeting, but I was not to blame. No, sir. You see, before the meeting started at 5PM, I had three different type of drinks within the hour. That's right, three. Maybe I should start from the beginning.

Ehem ehem (sore throat ah. Have been coughing for days!)

I met Jannah (my good friend and treasurer) at Pasir Ris MRT at 2PM. (Oh before that I watched this visually-handicapped but talented man play this guitar thingie) Anyways. Then met with Mariam at Bugis at 230. As we made our way to Bras Basah Complex, there was this group of ITE guys, and I swore one of them (from behind) looked exactly like Ary. Okay maybe not exactly, but well. The hairstyle was the same, except that the guy dyed his hair, and his bag was urgh, and when he turned around, oh no not Ary. How dissapointing. Haha anyways.

We walked to Popular, blah blah blah. Then got into a taxi as we ordered 120 box files thingies, and even though I'm half-Wonder Woman, half-Catwoman, I couldn't possibly carry 40 of those files. They probably weigh twice my weight. Okay kidding. So Jannah and me (Mariam flew away) got into the taxi, got to school and then Jan saw this construction guy with a cargo trolley, so she asked for a favour and that guy helped us all the way to the SAA room! Gracias construction guys. Getting those boxes of files up to the locker was a chore, and I was wearing my skirt, climbing on to the ladder and all, daydreaming about being a lady in distress and wondering where the heck my knight in shining amour is.

After that, it was around 4.00, so Jan and me had drinks. I had drink number one: Milo. Then we sat outside the library, waiting for the meeting to start. Then all of a sudden, this girl came along, gave me and Jan complimentary drinks, my number two: Red Bull. Then at 430 I went to the library to use the comp. At 5.00 while waiting for the rest of the committee to come, Azimah and me played with the vending machine (is a truly fun experience) and I had drink number three: Nescafe.

So now you know why I was delirious. A case of sugar rush. Wee. Toodles doodly dee!

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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