VampyreTiadora
Name: Faizah KhairunnisaAge: 16 and counting
School:==currently fate has not decided yet==
Birthday: 16/06/1993
Email: mystery_gal_911@hotmail.com
I'm A 'PRINCESS'and a 'Queen'...
'P'erfect 'R'ealization of 'IN'dependant ac'CESS"
and
'QU'aint 'E'lemental 'EN'chantress
Obsidians
[Mystic Magix (STORY)][Alyssha]
[Aqasah]
[Athirah]
[Chiew Ping]
[Choir]
[Cindy]
[Clara]
[Class Blog 4E2]
[Elizabeth]
[Evelyn]
[Faisal]
[Farhana]
[Felice]
[Filzah]
[How Cher]
[Hui Pin]
[Hui Qi]
[Ivy]
[Jannah]
[Jovin]
[Kai Tong]
[Khatijah]
[Kimie]
[Liang Xiu]
[Mabel]
[Mr Chaw]
[Muliani]
[Munirah]
[Natty]
[Nian Ting]
[Pei Pei]
[Samuel]
[Vanessa]
[Yiok Hsien]
[Yong Xiang]
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Friday, April 24, 2009
Hello, Pendragon!!!
how r u?
well i've been havin 4 papers lately..
n i tink i did pretty well..i hope
at least i tink so..
all was ok..
ok i'm suddenly being random cuz u noe out of da blue i can be humming da melody of any random song..even songs tt i dun lyk or dun usually hear, sumtimes if i feel lyk singing it, i will..
n so 2day's "latest" song tt i'm feeling is dis song..
its a soundtrack frm da Disney movie called Pocohantas...n da song's called Savages!
eh i reli lyk tt song frm tt story..its gt 2 parts, one wif da english settlers n da native americans, while de other part is english settlers, native americans n pocohantas...
its an awesome song!!! n i lyk shouting "Savages" when it reaches tt part..
well here's da vid!! so ENJOY!!!!
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posted at 11:05 PM
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Friday, April 17, 2009
posted at 4:48 PM
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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
yesterday n 2dy..i din go 2 schl cuz i gt flu-fever..
oh ello Pendragon!!!
can u believe it???
on da most important week! n i'm nt in schl 4 most of the week...
haizzz!!!!!!!! SYF is on Friday n dere's EL mid year tml!!
n dere's cross country in saturday..
honestly, i wanna run!!! n go 4 SYF n win our schl a silver!!
but..........mux finish up english exam 1st...
aiyoyo..n @ home?? its practically boring n painful 2 stretch out 4 another tissue...
n i gt no chance of going 2 schl 2 study 4 english..
well english not reli in detailed lah..its mre lyk learning new words..
n understanding, i guess..sighs..
well well..its life..hehes..
cant reli update on sch; at da moment..
n i feel lyk signing out now..
cya!
--------------------------------------------------------------Blown Away By Vampyre Tiadora
posted at 10:23 AM
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Aloha Pendragon!lotsa things hv happen since a week ago..
but i kinda 4gt most of da stuff..hehe..
ok well i kinda signed up 2 go 4 dis Japan trip on 10th-14th June..
da results of hu is going was released 2dy..
i'm unfortunately, i'm nt going..
dere's only 1 person in my cluz hu's going..kinda obvious actuali..
i mean da 1 chosen is mr chew's favourite student..he himself admitted tt..
so ok i noe tt tt girl is quite smart in science but nt da best..
i've gt friends frm da same cluz wif better results than her (nt me unfortunately)
so if u luk it frm a bigger picture, frm da perspective of da whole cluz..
mr chew's kinda biased..
but well, he's always been tt ever since last year..
oredi tinking tt he has bonded so much wif da schl..
ok change subject..i dun wanna be talkin abt him...
well anyway..on last sunday, i tink..da choir had a performance at Bukit Timah Shopping Centre..
everything wen smoooooooothly i guess..
oh tt's when i heard da big news on da following day..
i found out tt dere's dis sec1 girl called, Liyana (i'm gonna nickname her Brown Jackass so its known as BJ for short ok??)
well anyway..on monday, Alyy tol me abt BJ's little crush on RY (short 4 Rui Yang rmbr?)
n i was lyk..WTF??
another one?? again?? he oredi has 3admirers; BJ, Syuhada n ******* (last 1 cannot say bcuz i'll be betrayin a friend's trust..lol)
ok but u c..BJ's crush is going too overboard..
@ 1st it was ok..i'm was my usual nt-caring-abt-anythin-related-2-RY self whenever she talked endlessly abt him..
but u c..da prob is nt abt her 'invisible infactuation' wif RY..
its her attitude tt sucks!
she's sooo..sticky!! she'll always wan 2 accompany me n Alyy whenever we go back frm CCA..
n she's lyk sooo eeewww lah..u noe..
den u c, da choir had a schl exchange last thurs so all choir ppl left classes early..
so me, Alyy n Munirah were @ 1 table eating our lunch..
den Munirah left 2 put her plate n buy a drink n Alyy tried 2 get her bag(cuz Germaine[a choir member] snatch Alyy's bag away), so i was dere alone 2 finish my meal..
n it so happens tt BJ cums 2 my table n was lyk "L8r after schl exchange, can go home wif me?"
i mean excuse me! but i'm nt her bodyguard, 4 god's sake!
so den da conversation wen lyk dis..
Me: uh no way. i'm eating mcdonalds wif Alyy after schl exchange..
BJ: reli?! can i follow?
Me: No. it's juz between me n Alyy
(den Alyy came back wif her bag n BJ wen over 2 Alyy's side)
BJ: Hey Alyssha, l8r after schl exchange, go back home wif me, ok?
[!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i mean hello!!! i've oredi tol tt bitch tt me n Alyy r eating out so y muz she still ask Alyy!!
wanna noe y? cuz Alyy is a kind-hearted person..
she's nt da type hu wud wan 2 hurt ppl's feelings..so BJ wen 2 ask Alyy..fuckin bitch!]
den Alyy said: uh but i'm havin appointment..
BJ: wif Faizah, is it? eating mcdonalds..
Alyy: err yeah.
BJ: den can i follow!!!??? pls!! i live near dere wat..so i juz go wif u all lah..
[neither me or Alyy tol her which outlet we were eatin at n she oredi assumes tt her hse is near mcdonalds..!!!!! crappy seyy]
Alyy: err i dunno..(Alyy said it very softly)
BJ: Thank you!
n she left w/o us sayin anythin else..
den i was telling Alyy tt i din wan her in our outing..
but in de end when we came back, me n Aly wen 4 seeding program..so plan cancelled..
den BJ lyks 2 rely on me n Alyy 4 any information abt RY..
honestly i've oredi hv had enuf!
i wanna juz shout in her face all da vulgaries tt i hv in my head..
n reli..she wrote wif red permanent marker on her bottle 'I Love Rui Yang.'
lyk eeewwww too over-obsessive much!!
over sum guy hu's honestly nt worth it..
n guess wat..ok she has finally noticed tt i've been edgy 2wards her..
n she says dis (2 Alyy), "i tink she[me] dun friend me anymore because she's jealous tt i lyk Rui Yang."
i mean seriously..da 3rd unidentified RY admirer has tol me abt her crush wif RY so many times tt it's practically ten times mre luv-info tt wat BJ tells me..
n me n dis unidentified RY-admirer r still very gud friends..
so obviously i'm nt jealous of her luv-life..
BJ herself noes hu dis unidentified RY-admirer is n dey talk abt him oso..
but luk..do da math..
if i dun talk 2 u 4 a reason which doesnt apply 2 others which r in da same situation, den its obvious tt its nt da given/assumed thought..
urgh!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm gonna reli blow it in her face 1 day..
i promise 2 all of my readers...
n if possible, i'll even record it..
hehehehehehehez n spam spam spam!!
anyway..2dy choir had sectionals..
n RY taught me how 2 make an origami-lotus...
eh reli nice leh...but nt as nice as Yong Xiang's tissue-made carnation..
too bad BJ wasnt dere..
she wud hv died of jealousy herself...Mwahahahahahahaz!!!!
haizz..lazy arr 2 post da lotus pix..
maybe nxt time, okays??
so long 4 now!!
-----------------------------------------------------------------Murdered By Vampyre Tiadora
posted at 9:00 PM
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Yo Pendragon!its been very very long since i've updated my virtual diary..
n tt includes my story blog as well..
anyway when schl reopen, i was lyk URGH!
i mean hu doesnt feel tt way when schl reopen..
n plus, i've been having a hard time completing my hwk n stuff..
n its still delaying..hehe
yeah i bad student..haha!
OK lah nt tt bad..haha
anyway..recently..(sry i 4gt da previous days)
dere's been a test..no nt academically..
its a love test..ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
its call, "FLAMES: The Love-Calculating Game"
dis is how its done..
1st u write down both names(girl n boy, unless u're gay r lesbian)
write it in a way tt one is on top of de other..
den cancel out wif a pencil or a pen, all of da similar alphabets in both names..
ok if u're confused wif dis rite..so if one name has 1 "A"..
n de other one has two "A"s..den cancel all three "A"s
den count da total no. of unsimilar alphabets..
lets say da number of unsimilar alphabets is 4..
den below da two names, write down da words, "FLAMES"
n den u count 4 times..F.L.A.M. once u've reached ur 4th alphabet, strike it out..
so in dis case i strike da letter "M"
den u repeat da nxt continued letter which is "E" n count 4 again..
da last remaining letter without any cancellation is da result..
If u get a F: Friends
L: Lovers
A: Acquaintance
M: Married
E: Engaged
S: Star-Crossed Lovers..
yay!!
Kim was trying 2 get "S" wif her crush, Green Apple..
but she gt an "A" instead..
lol!! ok i gtg but here r sum new pix tt i've juz drawn..
da 1st one is Revenge Of The Vampire..
Boy Dolls!
finally..dis is my latest essay tt i;ve written..
its commented 2 be one of da best in my best..
i tink top or 2nd best..
anyway..i'll jus let u read it..
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The Women’s 100 meter butterfly event of the Beijing Olympics 2008 was all that I had dreamt of triumphing in. The mesmerizing sensation of standing tall at the highest podium, flashing the golden medal to the crowd that thought that kept repaying in my head A solid two years of perseverance and vigorous training had expanded my dexterity and adroitness to what I felt was the maximum of my potential. This was supposed to be my time to shine and show the world that though Singapore is small, it could produce talented athletes, fit enough to participate in the Beijing Olympics.
A strident sound blasted at my wet back. Recognising the familiar sound of my coach’s whistle, I took my eyes off the lane and glanced upon the podgy figure of my coach. The faint smile across his face instantly told me that again, I had done a wonderful job. However, my gaze went straight to the ceiling of the Beijing Aquatics Centre, admiring the architect’s masterpiece. It was different from the other swimming complexes I’d been. Beijing Aquatics Centre, or commonly known as the Water Cube, had a transparent glass of sheet spread across with the white border lining that made the place look like a cuboid-shaped bee-hive.
Abruptly, my coach snapped me out of my dazed admiration and patted me on the shoulders instead. I was told that he had decided to give me a break from the intensive work. “Go to the spa. Treat yourself to a cup of expensive coffee. You deserve it,” coach uttered, giving me a soft punch on my left shoulder, “But be back by one o’ clock. The finals begin at two in the afternoon. Do not disappoint me, champion.”
Without a good-bye or a whisper of thanks, I raced back to the girls’ locker room. Since seven in the morning, I had been working out at the ten-feet deep swimming pool. It was always a rare occasion that my coach would reward me with such a long break, what more on the very big day. Swiftly, I peeled off my swimming suit and donned my favourite blue Adidas collar t-shirt and tight-fitting Levis jeans to go. With a splash of make-up, I breezed past the other foreign competitors, knowing that they were green with envy. On my way out of the Water Cube, I accidentally bumped into Lisbeth Trickett, an Australian competitor. She flashed a warm smile at me and strode back into the centre, without a second look.
Ignoring Lisbeth, I sauntered along the streets of Beijing. Walking joyfully and humming to a symphonic melody, I ambled across Mingzu Garden Road, which was near the hotel where I’m staying. It was just a few meters away in Chaoyang District, and into a resplendent building. The magnificent library greeted me with its smell and drew me in deeper to the shelves of ancient history books. If there was anything that I would love to do, besides swimming, that would be sitting at one corner and reading. I simply luxuriate in the fascinating stories of different authors from all over the world. Whether they were mystery, adventure or romance, none of the books had ever made me end up disappointed.
As I took hold of a thick novel, I sat on the rough carpet, leaned against the concrete wall and drowned myself into, yet, another escapade. However, soon, my eyelids grew heavy. The words started to get jumbled up and my world looked blur in my eyes. Before I realized, everything was pitch black. Surprisingly, I was suspended in the mass void and startlingly, I saw objects flying past me at great speed. By the numerous rounds these objects made, I could only manage to catch a glimpse of a medal. Bizarrely, it was neither a gold nor silver or bronze medal. Instead, it was a pure white colour. Very strange.
An unfamiliar jolt shot through my chest, bringing me back to reality. I clutched tightly onto the book that I was reading and practically panted deeply as though I had just run a marathon. After a long ten seconds, I relaxed and let my senses calm down from the sudden dream I just had. All of a sudden, there was a very loud booming bell and simultaneously followed by a robotic voice, “Two P.M.”
What?! Two o’clock already? The finals would have begun by now! To confirm that I was not hearing things, I took a glance at my watch. True enough, my analog clock struck two just in time. Panic zapped through my mind so much that I could feel my thick muscles tightening. Run! I screamed continuously to myself when I realized that I didn’t move. There was still time! I lied to myself. Out of time, out of focus and literally out of the competition! Involuntarily, my feet thankfully unfrozen I dashed out of the opulent building, squeezed through the chaotic crowd and finally sneaked into the back door of the Water Cube to avoid the reporters.
Escaping from anyone’s sight and even my coach’s, I graced back into the locker room and put on my slim swimsuit, whispering under my breath a prayer for a miracle. Once my costume was skimpily donned, I rushed out soundlessly and almost stumbled my way there as the floor was slippery. Unfortunately, my careless stumble made my slippers flapped clamourously, echoing its unpleasant sound. All eyes of the crowd focused on me, especially the outraged look plastered on my coach’s face. Filled with vexation and pique, he marched towards me. I peeped over his shoulders to find the competitors already completing half of the race. Oh No! I am doomed! “Disqualified!” my coach seethed at me, “Banned! Debarred! Ineligible!! You’re in heaps of trouble!!”
It was then I knew that my dream was shattered. The medal, the title, the fame, the respect from my coach, all gone. Tears trickled down my pink cheeks as I realized the disappointment that I had not only given my coach, but also to my family, friends, team members and myself. I could imagine the pain across my father’s face when I was not broadcasted on the television and the forlorn of my friends, who would have created a grand banner just for me. At that very moment, I knew that the dream was a sign. The speeding obstacles represented me going through much tough training from my coach, and the white medal, which was the only thing that I had managed to catch, was me receiving a COP, Certificate Of Participation. Without warning, I dropped to my knees and my head slammed on the ground. Once again, my limbs felt numb and the darkness swallowed me up.
Six days passed, and a punishment was bestowed on me. Initially, the original plan was to get me kicked out of the team. However, they claimed that I was too good of a swimmer to be taken out. In the end, I was forced to participate in both Women’s 500 meter Butterfly event as well as in the Women’s 100 meter freestyle in the next Olympics. The punishment looked like it screamed ‘more training’! And when I thought I could have a year-long break from everything related to swimming, this had to materialize. The words that my father hurled at me were unbearable but true, and bearing the consequence of cleaning the house was the least he could give after all the investment on me.
Next time round, I think its best that I had continued my training till the end of the race.
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