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

The events of today still haven't quite sink in and settle yet, still floating around in this measly excuse of a brain, but if I don't blog it today, I prolly ain't gonna blog it, so here goes nothing!

*takes a deep deep deeeeeep breath (deeper than the sea is deep, honey)*

So today, for the first time in my 18 years of oh-my-god-whats-the-time-now life, I overslept. Woke up at 7am, rubbed my eyes, oh still so early, went back to sleep. Woke up at 9am, alamak cannot go back to sleep, rubbed my eyes, see where everyone is, check timetable.. HEH?? Class at 9am?? *giggle giggle*

Arrived school at 1015am (which shocked some people 'cause Han ain't ever late.. right?) and had a Comm Skills meeting till 11am thereabouts. Met Waneh and OFF we went to Kampong Glam *jeng jeng jeng*.

Haisey, we went to soooo many places and I had soooo much fun that it is soooo hard to organise my thoughts that are running sooooo fast in my head just right NOW. Yes yes this instance. So I'll just highlight some points la yeah.

#1: Han the tourist

Indeed, I felt like a tourist. I was like, whooooa nice building! Hey what's that? Wani, where the heck are we? Hey how to get there? Wani, where are we going? And after that? Where are we now? Owww! Wani pinched me!!

And all the while I had my camera in my hand, shoot here shoot there like nobody's business (which is really nobody's business so get the heck off my back, you slimy parasite) 'cause there was just sooo many picture opportunities 'cause the place is just sooooo nostalgic, and I do so love nostalgic buildings. Makes the past seem so perfect and the present tense. Yeah like grammer.

In all, we took 174 pictures *gasp*, not counting those that we deleted in case there's no more space. *chuckles*

#2: Breakfast/Lunch at Samar

Samar is this really cool restaurant that serves Arabic cuisines. I had Sfeeha (sounds nice, tastes even better *licks lips*) this pizza-like nyum nyum. It's at Baghdad street. Saw dearest Sewie too.

#3: Supreme Court

Wahh I tell you, the new Supreme Court is simply impressive. Wani's sister works there, so she brought us around. Unfortunately, no cameras were allowed *sob sob*. The view from the Viewing Hall/Gallery was amayyyyyzing darlin'. And the elevators move only when you step on it (reaaaal cool) but tha view was amayyyyyzing. A thousand thanks for Wani's sister! ^-^


#4: Wani, my bestfriend.

*scratch head*

I'm no good at this la Wani. Alamak paisey you know want to say this for the public to see, but sayang nye pasal.. Ermm thanks ah babe, for a delicious, mind-boggling, rewarding, most enjoyable and words-aren't-enough day. I had an amayyyyyzingly good time. Great weather, great pictures, great places but most of all, great company. Thank you.

*hugs*

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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