Hey all!

After a long hiatus, I decided that maybe its time for me to post again.

Word is not word.
Till you mean what you say
And love, isnt love
Till you give it away
- Send it on


Do you know that feeling, that sweet one which lingers near when you open your eyes to a bright sunny day
That merges and mingles in your heart.
The one that won't go away.

Do you know that feeling, that bitter one that leaves you restless when theres too much void for too long
That makes you battle your wits, wiles and wills
To brittle notes and untuned songs.

Do you know that every stamp leaves its mark
Truth be from lies
A sheltered wing in the dark.




And i keep asking myself the same old questions,
But then i see, my answers have changed.
And when you face some trying times
Dont leave sight of your aim, just close an eye to the range.






love,
teeqa.

Vivacious vendetta Venezuela!

So the secret's out. Viva Las Vegas, theme for Farewell Alma Mater '09. Do you know that it was an old movie? Elvis' time mayhaps. Just had our first Decor comm meeting this afternoon with, hmm not too bad an attendance. Three people. That's half of the comm members.

Aye so so theres so much to do. First thing first, we havent even confirmed which ballroom to use. Most probably  Hilton's, though i heard the ballroom's rather old. Ah well, gives the sin city kind of feel.

That's right everything's Vegas bebeh, from the music to the booklet, to the tickets, to the decor, and to the PEOPLE. I must admit Vegas is a pretty hard theme to get all dressed up in. Well, maybe cause people dont dress up, but down, when they think of casinos and stripper clubs. No no this sin city reenacment aint gonna be obscene. All girls anyway, nothing much you can actually get yourself into. In any case, theres so much to do! I'm in charge of tying the theme together, and in charge of ballroom decor, meaning, very busy. First, I have to brainstorm for designs, get ideas for designs, 3d-ize the design, which includes searching for sponsors and buying the decors, Then there's the DIY and the measuring of the ballroom and all that. But hey, I'm not complaining. Interior designing is my kind of thing :D I pay attention to details, but the thing is, we cnt DIY for 400 people! Or we really would have to tell the Sec4s to DO IT YOURSELF. So in short, manpowers are lacking too. And funding. But hey hey wait, we've got the spirits, and the strategy. Im thinking we shld blackmail some huge company with lotsa bling to help us with the decor and printing. Of course, thats when playing nice has no desired effect. Bribng is off the chart since i only have 2 bucks left. Bet theres a higher chance of the company bribing me to lay off. lol. How about AIG? Does being a Ronaldo fan count?

Cause what we did just now, was garnering the whole thematic concept thing. We need bling glitz and glam. We need the happening. Too bad it isnt hollywood or we would have included hollywood's walk of fame as well or sth. Oh have you guys watched 21? Darn cool show about blackjack gaming in Vegas and how this guy count cards. Its a smart cheat thing but needs lots of skill. I think im babbling.

Dang i feel hollow. Dont you feel hollow? No, dont answer that. Seriously. I think i'm that kind of person who needs to be around people to feel life. Holidays coops me up and forces me to sleep. Hm well it isnt exactly a bad thing, just that too much solitude feels well, awkward.
I think i shall go catch a movie or sth Ah wait, physics pt first, then malay compo, then FAM designs, then movies. Man, wth am i doing still digressing here?! Publicify (is tat a word?) my thoughts.

You know what I feel like doing? I feel like going to the leaning tower of Pisa to straighten it.




Love always,
teeqa.

Seems like we're always stuck in second gear;

I feel very thoughtful right now, like on the verge of analyzing something big, The problem is, this thing i'm analyzing seems too vast, too big, that I don't even know what it is anymore.

There's this song I want to share with everyone. Full of mirth but look underneath its fancy tune and you'll find some meaning worth holding on to.


The good ole FRIENDS :D

Frankly, let's get back to life or what's left of it. No more looking back platoonmates, cause we have nothing to resent, nothing to regret.
To kick start a whole new semester of jampacked schedules, of ORD, CmPS, FAM, PTs, SAs, PSB etc etc? I have a poem.

Here it goes;


The timely Cadence

When the storm ends and blooming assails

When starlit skies show a lost ship its way

When fallen twigs are no longer frail

And cries of mirth rivals the silenced grey

 

When great kings reign in faraway kingdoms

When morning gulls dine with fawning candor

When two lovers’ hearts beat in prideful tandem

And hidden creeks teem with mirth-like ardour

When a newborn’s wail rings in timely cadence

When mighty steeds prance through the forest haze

When humming duets chorus the air to romance

And life is mere series of well-wounded maze

Let not tainted clouds tarry too long

So grace the gamble of humble beginnings

Let not the thrush ascend without its song

For life shall be laced with sheer joy impending

For we are Rafflesians through and through
Filiae Melioris Aevi.

teeqa.

The motto of my platoon alpha 3 :D

Alpha 3
Total strength: 47
Boys: 43
Girls: 4

In other words, CULTURE SHOCK. Platoonful of guys. Commands which have high and low ranges. This camp combines all and distinguishes each and everyone.

Let's talk about alpha 3. awesome platoon. Yknw i stepped into camp thinking, i must treat my platoon well to get the award. But once i'm actually in the course, my care for my platoon became genuine.It wasn't driven by lust for a superior achievement. And i think what shone through, is the sincerity in taking the role of ic. Platoon ic is not to command or order, but he/she should first gain the trust, support and respect from the platoon first so that any request would be done bereft of grudge. Sometimes i think that it is this instant connection you get with your platoon when youre an ic. This instant sense of protectiveness of your platoonmates such that thir well-being overrides yours.  A selfless act. And shahir seriously deserved company best man. Some even mistook him for a sir. Congrats, its well deserved. :D

So many people to thank, so many things to say. My CLT was Sir Nesaar and he was real inspiring. Heck he had worn no.1,2,3,4,5 all of them, by sec 5, before even becoming a CLT. And i place faith in his wise words "believe you're the best". Cause only then will you excel. I even saw physics in another new light. He helped increased our morale. Thank you Sir.

Yknow one more thing i learnt in camp is to be flexible. You can't be adamant and stick to your own culture cause you wont bond with the platoon, and whats a platoon without bond then? Just a group of men in files. Although culture may distinguish, it too may divide. For me, during Specs course, i had to decide between culture and platoon. And i chose platoon. Cause i am a member of alpha 3. I have every right to gain the platoon's trust. Once again, being a leader, its not about you you, and you. Not about how YOU do things. not about YOUR culture. not about your LEGACY. It's about doing whats best for the platoon youre charged upon. Its about sacrificing your ways so that you meet the needs of your platoon. Its an act free of self-centredness. It's genuine care for your platoonmates. As a leader, you compromise; find a solution, even if that means going against your mindset and the norms. As a cadet, you care for your fellow cadets. You put your platoonmates on top of the list. You must meet their needs, not them to yours.


Thank you loads Alpha 3 :D


Alpha 3,
SPECIALISTS FOR REAL!



Love always,
teeqa.


 

Haha kay the most pertinent question. Miss me much?

Aye 've been frigging busy with specialist course comng up, Physics PT in a whole mesh of screwed sound junk FAM designs to be created, (wait actually yu have to at least think about it before you can create it) and CmPS! I haven't touched homework since the second last block of the last day of sch, which was thurs :D

Okay brief sum up. Mid years are over and i passed physics :D on the dot. must be physicsically precise right x) But but now the sound waves programme that i have 'successfully' installed refused to pop up! It just lies dormant somewhere in the pc -.- Screwed. Double big time. Right right so i've to go try sort this iT-ish thing out with an expert sooner or later. Anyone keen? hehs.

Just now, I went to Aqidah's (my 7yr old sis) sportsday at Norhland Primary. Oh how i miss NLPS :D The event was filled with such hilarity. The kids were darn downright adorable! They were running off their designated course, bumping into each other in their attemp to move fast, but as a result caused them to uhh lose their sense of direction. It was rly back in Northland again. Then after it was over, i went around the school, even asked for permission to enter the library. The school grew in emotional magnitude, to me, it was like a hidden treasure, with walls hiding our many mirths.

On the way home, we (mum and i) met up wth  few p6 kids. 'do you know who this is' she asked them, gesturing towards me. I groaned inwardly. But but to my surprise, they actually recognised the familiarity. 3 managed to say that i was headgirl of '06. One remembered my name. I was touched. In my p3 year, what did i care abt the upper primary kids? But these kids actully remembered me, after 3 years. I was confounded, revelling in disbelief. Then she said she remembered how weird my english was. Then i groaned out loud.

But it was a wondrous day back in time.

Now to the future. "grit, gut, grace' my primary school principal Mdm Moliah had once said. For the specialist course which suddenly looms overhead us, overbearing in all senses of the word, it struck me wondering at how much those 3 words begin to mean to me 3 yrs after it was uttered. We can do this platoonmates. We're RGSNCCLand. Were rgs girls. Were leaders in the making. Our will never wavers. Cause we go all the way.


Till next time, tnt



Love always,
teeqa.
 

Hey!

Man 3 weeks since i posted. So much for my dire oath of keeping it alive x) Im watching whose line is it? now. Very entertaining yaw. Dang theres so much wirk. Yknw, i think we Asians are taking this school thing too high a notch, its tipping off the scale. Heck the work, nothing's keeping me from atching Heroes on Thursday nights :D

Had Bio SPA today, but it wsnt so bad, though i cant blog about it or i could get sch arrest or smth. School's the zenith of paranoia, with no doubt, stripped and devoid of the joy, vibrance, the very essence of learning. Ah well, what to do. Its not like I can change the world or smth. Oh you guys should check out Carl Jung's 16 personality types. Im type ENFJ. What? Youre still trying to figure out how to pronounce it? Go google that and know more about me! Lol! But seriously, it really reveals great insights about you, like a phase of redefinition. Hm i think im a very humanities kind of person, no idea why im in a trip science class.


Okok i should really put in more effrt into blogging, but oh well, nothing much but school, so if i posted my timetable, you could be a virtual clairvoyant right here. :D Hey just trying to spice up the sedate notions here!

ps:you cn nvr draw a perfect circle.

Love always,
teeqa.



 

If you are not naughty, go to your room; if you are, come to mine.

Bid hi to the blue skies. :D
Let'sget down to the core of the matter.
We're back to school.
And now the toll sets in.

Hey hey!

So from now on, i'm gonna shied some form of dire amusement onto the lives of others, cool quotes should do it. :D Cause you see, the trick to continue, to persist and survive this test of the toughest, is to see the good in things, to single out that silver lining. And then you replace the stress with this warm feeling of contentment, of free-spirited love. Aye, so you guessed, i had PSB general meeting on Friday :D And everytime after that happens, i get this sudden feeling of uh enlightenment. The gift of life is ever precious.

My sis is feaking out right now, said she loathes geog. Ma al jahannam! GEOG?! why that's an all-time fave of mine! Sometimes, people get stressed over the smallest matters. But the thing is, why see it in such a negative light (negative light? more like dark) when you can swerve your way into seeing it as another mere blunder. Lifts the load off abit, yknw. You should be selectively stressed. Ah, that's right :D

 Last Sunday, my sis and I went up the wrong block. Terrible navigation man! We got lost in our own neighbourhood, on the way home from madrasah! I was like " Irah, since when was there bike lots?" That was at the second storey. Took us that long to spot the difference. Must be cause we were distracted. No, no, not by some guy whom we decided to stalk home, though that might just happen one day.  

Whoa another week to go. That's how i keep moving. A day at a time. On monday, i would say, 5 more days to the weekends. On Sunday, well, what's there left to say?

Craving for chocolates right now. Aye, gonna help my sis with her geog first! Tweak her perspective a lil.

Ciao.
teeqa :)

Let's put this straight out.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS Y'ALLL :D

I feel so attuned to nature. Not just the poetic dreamy kind but also the stormy rough it out kind. Last Friday, I went to Lower Pierce Reservoir for LJ, but that was mere walking. I did see monkeys though. And they're cute. And yknow that weird tree outside our school which we were speculating about? That's a cannon ball tree! Awesome, i know. Epic failed at trying out the role of biologist.

This is the time of my life.

Sunday was just indescribable! Masjid Ahmad Ibrahim Youth, which i am a member of, :D, went to Ubin. And dang how it poured, it was downright awesome. We rode to Chek Jawa and climbed up the Jejawi tower. By that time, we even protested when asked to take a group pic. So all of us ended up squatting together, with the panoramic view of Ubin's coast as our ultimate backdrop. Black clouds hung over us, and i didn't want to end up sheltered under the tower the whole afternoon. What a waste, plus frogs are about. And, guess what? We didn't hang about! We rode the winds bebeh, up and down those rocky terrains and steep slopes, mud coating our shoes and rain in our faces. Clothes drenched to the core. I was nervous at first, cause i don't cycle very often and both school and mum left riding in the rain out of the question. But i wasn't under their care. I was a free-spirited youth, embracing the outdoors, knowing only the need to keep on going. Abandoning all sense of propriety duty and academia, which i find myself constantly ensconced in, emboldened by the sheer delight of traversing the foresty regions.Too fast too furious. I did crash into a few people x) But everyone was looking out for each other, and there was always a steady hand to right me up when i fell. Now that's what we called rainforest. The ground was so muddy that some bicycles even got stuck in it, and my brakes and handles were so slippery, wet with rain and sticky with mud. But heck, we rode on, and i tell ya, it was the most exhilarating feeling ever. Dangerous yeah, but that's the nature of the outdoors now isn't it? Everyone was cheering each other on, reassurance in the howling winds. Definitely a bonding factor. I was so cold, it was freezing. Most of the girls had ponchos but i gave mine up to a friend. Suffer the cold you say? Neh i didn't get hypothermia or anything, alhamdulillah. My cousin even offered his windbreaker but i'd rather test my limits and exprience the full blown storm effect. Complete with chattering teeth and heart-warming sentiments. I felt connected with both nature and people. It was all worthwhile, all meaningfully awesome.

And yesterday, my fam and I went to have breakfast at kfc, the one at the zoo.  Mum ponned work :D So then we thought, why not do a lil indoor things this time. hey my butt still hurts frm cycling the whole morning and afternoon the previous day yknow. So we went down to Science Centre. I'll admit, i did think that it was noob, to hang out there. But it ended up so fun! There are rly cool stuff there and there'swater features at the entrance, and this huge lifelike dinosaur to greet us. We went to the illusion exhibitions and i found out that the beheading trick isjust a trick of the mirror! Dang i was shrieking when this guy's head appeared on the table, all smiling. but no body.  Then i realised that there were mirrors under the table! Cheated man. There's other cool stuff too. Like the energy generator section.  And there was this section with so many mirrors! It was like mirror house or something. Then we went to paragon. Dang i don't even know my way to orchard, where my school is located -.- . My mum was like, do we exit Lornie? And i was like, Lornie? Sounds okay. And we ended up at MacRitchie. Paragon, just went to Metro and my sis and i got a pair of shoes each. Talk about shoes, my new sch shoes was totally dirtied when I crashed into this guy and got stuck in the mud xD He asked, are you okay? I said, yeah, but i dont think my shoes are.

So now i shall go rest first before doing some studying again. A trip to freedom does equate to a harder hit of reality. But embrace it i shall, whatever comes my way.

& when all is said is done.

Love Always,
teeqa.
xoxo



 

Hey y'all;
I've been slacking darn well,
And read the weekend away.


Here's  a little something I came up with :D

Frolic Love.

Love knows no cajoling prance

Nor does it triumph with a winsome glance

Disowning all forbidding stance

And came to you by no mere chance

Paying no heed to chains of steel

Beckoning love to come to heel

The mighty hate with it love reel

Love bargains not with the wiser deal

Tenderness, comes love, with it engenders

Pushing pass billows of fairy white feather

Harness the beauty of true borne wonders

Sparks of blatant awe, you vainly gather

Twice the moon the lake depicts

A little blunder, a ripple made

Yet depths unknown, no gazer predicts

Biding time for lights do fade