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 see that by time, less people are attending the Sociology lecture on Wednesdays, which is a shame 'cause the lecturer showed this short clip from the movie "Enemy of the State" starring Will Smith, which I think I've watched before and is cool, and who is cute.. Why am I even telling you this?? Hah.

Then zoned out at the library for the remaining hour till next Human Resource lecture.

It has been a while since I've read soccer magazines (*excited* !!). I use to starve myself for a week each month in my secondary school days, just so I could grab those delic-... uhh great footballers on the cover page of United magazine. I have more than 10 so I've spend close to hundred bux.. But who's counting?

I was reading Shoot's December 2005 issue earlier on, and there was this article, interesting. On retrospect I should've copied it down or something, but was too lazy - the library was cool and empty. Best.

But what I did copy down, was UEFA' s Team of the Year (2005), and although I know Ryan Giggs couldn't possibly make the card (poor honey), what surprised (AND ANGERED) me was that there WAS NOT A SINGLE MAN UNITED PLAYER!!

Can you feel my angst?

I can see you Chelsengket/Arse/Liverpud fans snickering at me. Shuddup. =p

Here are the players who did make the cut *tears my hair out*

Petr Cech (Goalkeeper, Chelsea, 23, Czech Republic)

Cafu (Right back, AC Milan, 35, Brazil)
Paolo Maldini (Center back, AC Milan, 37, Italy)
John Terry (Center back, Chelsea, 25, England)
Carlos Puyol (Left back, Barcelona, 27, Spain)

Luis Garcia (Right wing, Liverpool, 27, Spain)
Steven Gerrard (Center midfield, Liverpool, 25, England)
Ronaldinho Blueck-eck-eck (Center midfield, Barcelona, 25, Brazil)
Pavel Nedved (Left wing, Juventus, 33, Czech Republic)

Samuel Eto'o (Forward, Barcelona, 24, Cameroon)
Andriy Shevchenko (Forward, AC Milan, 29, Ukraine)

Chelsea-2
Liverpool-2
England-2
Brazil-2
AC Milan-3
Barcelona-3

Sigh.

I miss the rain!! But hey. It's like the wind.. When I figure out why, I'll tell you. =)

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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