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Name: Atifa
Gender: Female
Interests:
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clothes,
perfume,
hairstyles,
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subtle personalities,
writing,
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Expertise: the A.C.N (Ahzay Cloud Nine) face
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MSN: thepiqueoftips@live.co.uk
Member Since:
12/26/2006
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| Today I realised that my so called low key xanga is the first thing that appears whenever I google my name.
FML.
Oh well. Hi there, whoever's been reading my xanga :)
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| If I were a filthy rich, successful, charismatic bitch, the first thing I would do is speak.
I would voice out the 101 million thoughts I have in my mind that just keep adding on at least every hour even as I type. I would express my views on racism, stereotypes, selfishness, assault, conceit, deliberate child detachment and everything else and I would be able to gain the support and adoration of everyone. I wouldn't have to feel the nerve-wrecking feeling of having people inaccurately judge what you say even though you are right. People would think that every single thing that comes out of my mouth is reliable because of my facade and I wouldn't have to burn days and nights thinking about tactics that could make people listen to me without judging me for my race or personality- and fail in the end. I could just think of nonsense on the spot and whatever comes out of my mouth is true. I wouldn't have to experience a thing called wasting time.
The spiteful side of me would exploit my advantages and ruin everyone who's ever ruined me, or could do so.
The other side of me would attempt to change the world and every one of the ridiculous beliefs that have very well destroyed my people, all other people, children, countries, mother earth, my childhood and almost everything else.
Seeing that I'm me, I'd find a way to do both.
But the truth is, I'm not a filthy rich, successful, charismatic bitch. That's the alter ego I'll never become in the short term. Right now, all I can do is watch in pain and tolerate, but one day, I just want to find the opportunity to scream in the face of everything that has pissed me off so much to make me obtain the irregular, complicated, infuriating, exhausting, over-emotional, deranged and inexplicable semi-closeted temper I have now which ironically, I don't think I can ever change.
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| Wow. I'm turning 18 soon. Guess people don't exaggerate when they say time seems to be passing by faster these days.
You know..... I've never really thought about my future. But some time last week, I spent a damn well long time thinking about it.
I saw my future as three possibilities. The first, which is the one I least want to come true, is where I don't have a stable job and will probably just put bread on the table through teaching kids piano and, idk, youtube singing or something? And I get married to some wasted dude who no one is going to be happy with but me.
Second possibility which I would be satisfied with - I become a counsellor, and as a side-job do community performances or something. I get married to an ambiguous someone.
Third possibility which I want most to happen- I become a psychologist specializing in juvenile cases, have a part-time job as a piano teacher for kids, write a few children's books and maybe some novels. I'll be living overseas but will still be in good contact with my family and I'll be married to my dream guy who more people would be happy with as compared to the other two mentioned above.
Lol. Precisely why I don't think much about my future. When I do, it all still comes out vague and unclear and not even CONFIRMED.
I am such an indecisive human being. I wanna live with the Na'vi and have blue babies.
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| Well percog didn't turn out to be so bad after all. Pretty satisfied since it pays off for how much I studied. But still... could've done better. But I'm seriously disappointed with my mindless margin essay thinger. So much for essays being my forte :c Oh well. Next time I'll learn to manage my time better and distinguish well between, er, theories and observations.
Also, my percog quizzes are rubbish. I really wish that I didn't complete them at the wrong times, nor take them as lightly as I did. It's just a bummer, getting back your test results and realising that hey, you don't suck so much at this subject after all. And then you remember how a few months ago you were convinced you hated it and couldn't be bothered about it and practically just crapped through 2 quizzes you had so much more potential for. AND misinterpreted information for an essay related to it. I seriously hate getting unsatisfactory marks for essays :c
I'm going to put in a bit more fervour into this subject now. All the subjects I'm taking, really.
Now I'm worried for phypsy results. NOH *floods mind with adam lambert*
Jeez. 2010 is just two days away. I'm not even in a "new year is coming" mood yet. o.o And I don't know if I'm ready to be 18 just yet. Though frankly, I don't think it'll make any difference. Except that I'll hopefully be one step closer to dominating roads in a car >:3 (yeah right, I'll probably take like 5 months to navigate properly even around puny Singapore, being the bimbo at spatial and navigational situations that I am)
Ok, if I recall properly I didn't make any new year resolutions last year because I was too lazy to do so, but I'm gonna do that now. Because firstly, I'm bored, and secondly, 18 is pretty important :o
Mai new year resolutions
1) Stick to my morals and improve them, at the same time being open-minded towards those who don't possess similar morals as me.
2) Remain humble. (HAHA how not humble)
3) Be less aloof.
4) (this is not obligatory) Be more energetic.
5) Look more pleasant and smiley in public.
6) Have Beyonce's body. (HAHAHA)
7) Learn how to cook? Idk.
8) Learn how to drive.
9) Drive with the Noobie triangle stuck to the back of the car, but with a BADASS FACE---> 
10) Learn more pop songs on the piano.
Ok random but I want to buy an acoustic guitar :c Nvm, one day. One day. With my hard earned money! (Atm= $0)
Wokae tatadums :3
<3
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| Ok so we'll be getting back our percog results tomorrow. WP said that 20% in the whole course failed and the distribution was bimodal, or something along those lines of statistics lingo. (I'm kidding, I'm not that clueless.)
Sigh. I thought that studying for this sem's exams was scary. The process of waiting for the results is even scarier :S I'm just gonna like, idk. Slack in one corner and pretend everything is about music and cuteness and love and adam lambert. Or something.
Anyway, I'm currently very pissed at someone in the polytechnic. *pissed off british accent* She's a spot-on immature, stereotypical and cold nitpick, she is. I really do not react so kindly to people who could directly affect my academic performance >:\ I am not at all looking forward to seeing her face again. I'd rather a direct, confrontational person than a naive, discreet, behind-the-scene one.
Hum hum hum. *swivels to another topic* There are so many movies that I wanna watch real badly now. Avatar, Sherlock Holmes, Princess and the frog..... I just don't know when to watch them. Even though right now I'm free as a bird but lazy as Babe. Ok, Babe wasn't exactly lazy in the movie but I'll just stick to "lazy as Babe" because it sounds cooler and less derogatory than "lazy as a pig."
For those of you who are confused Babe is a movie about a talking pig.
:c I can't wait for feb so I can hang out with nadiah and observe her outrageous and hilarious antics again.
Okae then. I want to continue reading that vampire book with gorgeously described dudes. (no not twilight guess again)
Tatadums! (haven't said that in a while..) <3
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