miss rema erd
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.
/ 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
/
caveat lector
- New Blog Skin
- Seoul Garden
- Presentations
- Dee and Company
1. New Blog Skin
Obviously, you can see that I've changed it yet again. Can't help it la. During the weekends, kinda got shiok playing around with them. Heh. Ficky.
2. Seoul Garden
Last Sunday, our family went to Seoul Garden (first time for everyone) at Tampines Mall to celebrate Mama's birthday on Friday. To sum it all, it was like heaven.. Sigh. Pictures are uploaded at my Multiply gallery.
3. Presentations
I feel like crying.
Wednesday: Principles of Corporate Communication & Corporate Journalism and Publications (yet to finish collateral and crisis speech)
Thursday: Sociology (my group mates yet to send me their parts so I can finish the powerpoint slides)
Friday: Communication Skills 2 (yet to finish highlighting Business Culture of United Arab Emirates)
..................... *cries*
4. Dee and Company
I was in the bus on the ride home at 2.50 when Dee messaged: "Dis is an SOS. Pls come home quickly! Wat time is ur class ending? We need u to show how joget zapin!" I was nodding my head off (and whacking it against the window) 'cause I was sleepy..
Got back at 3.20pm. Decided that zapin was too much of a chore and decided to do Dikir Barat instead. The kids were presenting it tomorrow, as a showcase of Malay's traditional dances.. Is DB considered a Malay dance? Hmmm..
Anyway, the kids - okay, I should stop calling them kids - the girls were fun. They caught the rhythm quite fast (although I did have a good time giggling at them), especially went Mus went for a girlish "Hey!" instead of the aggressive "Hei!". Hahah. Guess some things never quite change. *chuckles* And girls being girls, my God, were they bitchy. Not that I'm not bitchy anymore. Me and my minahs got our share of bitchiness.
^-^
My doing the DB brought back some memories. I did zapin once in class - truth be told, I forgot how it was like. Kaku sey tadi! And the DB too. My class presented it during Teacher's Day on our last year at Maarif.. That brought back lotsa memories - both good and bad - but mostly good.
Those were the days. Don't let them pass you by.
broke my fall (0)
sapienta
but reading, good company and reflection
must finish him.
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!