Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Rest In Posts.

This blog's probably going to be dead til mid April.

Meanwhile, the non-blogging world is going way fine.

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

ten different types of smoke.

21st February '09

Finally, A View from the Bridge Cast & Team party~! The food was great - compliments to Mr. Holland's awesome grilling, especially the thick steaks - and the song choices were mainly excellent - kudos to his sacred playlist. Best of all, though, was the company. The guests made a great social circle that night.

Too bad our former-Alfieri, Thar couldn't stay; she did however send the cake over, and since Dean as well as a few others said the cake was absolutely gorgeous (and I quote, 'gila aku tah yang first makan~! Nyaman wah~!'), thanks, Thar ♥


And of course. Where there are people, there are cameras. I took one-third of the photos myself; Dean took the remaining two-thirds, which was why I didn't edit & sign any of the pictures. So, credits to you SLR, Dean.

 

My favourite shot.
    

 
 

From Kitchen of Jasmine. Awesome shot, Dean.

Drama-themed. Ha.

 



 

Our two photogs enjoying themselves.



It really doesn't take that much effort - if any at all - to say that Mr. Holland rocks.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


So other than the fact that there were way too many pictures of these two (they probably wouldn't agree, lol), there are a lot more photos I haven't gotten my hands on. But overall, we had a great time. Half of the ones there crashed Azzah's place after that; she was having a party as well, complete package, with karaoke & a bouncer and all.

So happy belated birthday, Azzah Metussin

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Friday, February 13, 2009

S(P)F 450.

Credits to Tuyah for lending of Canon.



       This custom (copyrighted) face was created not only to impose a solid base of attempted grubbiness along with the famous - and infamous in sweetshops - Total Cuteness factor ; it was also designed to topple every strict infrastructure, every abrasive form of authority in the contemporary and; ever-competitive world of sibling rivalry, with the caption overtly screaming 'Try me, I'm telling.'

       We present to you a never-before seen shot, taken from an anonymous EOS 450D : the Feb '09 limited edition piece, the Snitch Face.

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

read in between what lines?

It happened - a whole day without Maths.

Today demanded an emphasis on Literature, so I started reading Jane Eyre. Borrowed a book with Mr. Holland's permission ; despite the fact that I should be grateful I was lent one, I still want Bronte's fuller version, the one with the scarlet cover - and bigger fonts. Mine, apparently, is microscopic, it's almost impossible to read a whole page without trying too hard.

Waking up at three (in the afternoon, surprisingly) today meant that revision was cut down by two thirds. My sister also had a surprise birthday cake & friends over at the restaurant in the evening, so revision was harshly boiled down to what was almost, in fact, nothing.

But I accomplished something new in Literature - in particular, Jane Eyre. Sure it was only four pages - accidentally came across AFC, Nigella just had to be on - but I pride myself on that.

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Saturday, January 31, 2009

do the math or you're history.

Just came back from (where else but) squash.

The day started off tacky and morally unkind, after going to school - which was pretty much pointless, since I couldn't claim my result slip; apparently I haven't returned a History book. So Monday sounds good, also allowing me to apply for June's. I hope I nail this - getting tuition, six bucks an hour from two A-worthy Math ex-colleagues; studying with friends allows room for slow thinking & personal fretfulness, just in case I screw up a question or two. Or twenty thousand.

History, on the other hand, is almost unachievable - at least in my opinion. Tuition might be something to do, but I dislike the whole idea of a part-ignorant part-aware acquaintance with a degree/Masters teaching (or attempting to, take your pick) a whole pack of indirectly desperate, part-messaging part-listening teenagers coming mostly from different social circles. There's more to that, but I need a shower before my body muscles freeze.

I could babble so much, but the unpleasant odour of post-workout & sweat is swirling around the room. And when I step on the scale, I better not see three digits.

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

yinyuckyang.

Groan.

I have no idea why my dear not-so-ol' (no harm in being careful; he might sue) father woke me up. I have no idea whether or not I have Driver's Ed today. And I certainly do not have any idea what the plan for today is.

Hopefully, squash will be in order for today. Our bruises and muscle pains have healed impatiently - not for long, of course; we take up two hours per session now. One doesn't seem to do us justice anymore, which probably reflects our obses-.. growing fondness.. for it. Yes, we'll pretend it's that.

The current flow of yang is noticeable - which, mind you, is very very high; the yin has almost wholly obliterated. I'm not a fan of people who believe in the existence of the happy place - and the energy level in the air tells me I should be prepared for a seemingly long journey waiting for me today. Check the cosmic dictionary - this all goes under the definition of 'bull'.

Going to school with the others today - should be packed from start to end. Hoo boy.
&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Friday, January 30, 2009

bullseye.

Today's aim is to perfect a quarter to half of P1 - which is doable. Just need the right kind of boost - self-help, of course, since I can't seem to think of more than one or two sources that can really, wholly provide my mentality with the fuel of strength it needs. And today, since I feel a heap of energy (for some unknown reason; maybe the book I'm almost finished with, about coffee shop rivalries and Arabica beans and the overdose of caffeine) I might actually go along with this plan fully.

And if I get the tiniest bit distracted, somebody throw a .95 metre poison dart in to my gut. Or whack me on the back of my head. That could work, too.

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

the birds & the bees.

Being the early bird today.

Today's agenda : When people have nothing to blog about, why do they blog about nothing~?

That struck me in the head like the work of the infamous migraine - of course, it's not an important question; just a random thought that seemed to be really buzzing around.

My sports health life is in need of major updating, hence the reason we're going for squash again today. Course, I have to pick Fatin up first. Despite the fact that it's an extremely difficult situation trying to pick up someone whose house is far from 'easily accessible' because I am just not sure of the home location, there's not really a problem. Yup, no problemo at all.

Got a hot date, and his name is Stamina. Will blog (about something, surely) later on - or not ♥

&&lovelove.
Zee Rahman