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Tuesday, March 18, 2008,8:29 PM
Nostalgia
FaDILAh's nostalgia..
My lovely (not so lovely) t-shirt.
You are very lovable...
though you are a bit rotten up here and there,
i still wear u ok..
even my mum want to throw u away,
i would defend u
i just love u so much
oo, my shirt..
Ok, enough of poem.
Since, everyone is writing nostalgia about themselves,
i think i will put a bit twist in my story, but still, it is part of me and my life too.
Alright, my nostalgia would be about my t-shirt.
The t-shirt that i love the most
and until now, i still have it with me.
A t-shirt that i have been wearing for about 8++ years.
I don't know why, but i love wearing it so much.
Maybe because of the fabric, and the t-shirt is a bit loose,
makes me comfortable wearing it.
Been trying to seek for this type of shirt, but
It's kind of hard to find it.
And i've been trying to remember where did i buy the t-shirt from
but seems that, i cannot recall.
The brand is R2 jeans.
You guys know where i can find this brand? Tell me ya.
Here is the funny story bout this shirt.
My mum hate that i love wearing this shirt,
until to the extend that she threaten to throw away
this shirt if i ever wear it in front of her again.
Maybe my mum is getting bored looking at me wearing the same shirt over and over again.
(hey, not that i didn't wash the shirt ya, but it's like everytime when we (me and my family) go out, i would wear this t-shirt instead of many other t-shirts that i have.
So, the day my mum threaten me, is the day i don't wear it in front of her again.
(which is the day of my father's birthday...too :( )
For me, the t-shirt is part of my life...
Even if one day i will stop wearing it, i will still keep it with me.
Now that, this shirt is already torn at the collar
(it looks like it was eaten by cockroaches),
so i'm kind of a little bit sad cos of the condition,
now that, i would ask my friend, syia, "weh, kat mane nak cari t-shirt camni ha???"
and she even get bored with me too, and malas nak layan. Hahaha..
I wish i could go back to the time when i bought the t-shirtso i get to buy more of it..
so if one is 'rosak', then i will have another new one for me to wear.
So, until here i guess,
Don't know what else to tell you about this t-shirt.
I think, some of my friends recognize this t-shirt kut.
And sometimes, i would wear it to class too.
p/s: to my t-shirt, maybe someday i will stop wearing you,
not because i hate you, but i just don't want you to get more "rosak" and "koyak"
i will still keep u safe with me, ok =)
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SYIA's nostalgia aka. Wan Syahirah ;)
When I read my other groupmates nostalgia, I realise it is really hard for me to write my nostalgia memory without referring to something..So.. here is ' CIMUT '
hehe.. Cimut is a present from my granma. She gave me Cimut, way back when I was in standard 2. Back then, I am so in love with remote control cars. I still remembered, I have a total of 23 remote control cars and I do really know how to keep my remote control cars well (not like my little brothers, they just know how to wreck it). So, that's why my grandma bought me this Cimut with cars design all over it. Actually, it suppose to be 1 set together with pillow case but I don't know what happened to it. Since primary school.. when I'm a plump girl. Yeah! back then I'm not this thin.. but not so big either but what Malay will call 'sedap badan'. In secondary school..form 1 - 3 is the best study year in my whole life, all my friends are great and hilariously funny. Best of all most of them same tuition class with me so basically we see each other during school hours and also after school.
In MMU..when will it end? soon enough hopefully ;)All this while, I still have with me 'CIMUT'.. age 22 not yet hehhe..
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aQiLah’s NOSTALGIA
my desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time would be when i didn’t start to gain weight huhu. To be exact it was the time before SPM started.
I kinda let myself go during SPM. I blamed on the stress of the exam. Plus during that time was the FASTING MONTH!!! What did u expect...the more i stressed myself out the more i wanted eat and plus i was fasting the whole day.
Everything i ate would go to my thighs hips stomach...*sigh*..forget about exercising..who in the world would exercise during the exams or even during the fasting month??? me and my friends would buy everything you could imagine. TAU FU FAR, “KUIH MUIH”, MEE SOUP, NASI TOMATO..the list goes on.
Well what can i say..do i want my old body back? Hurm sometimes..sometimes im just happy with the way i am..i got curves and im happy about it. Haha but sometimes i just want my old body back just to be able to fit back into those old pair of jeans and just be healthy! *sigh* well what the heck! Im still in my early twenties so there’s still time! And i love food! Why not enjoy! Before i end let me leave u a little poem what i think to be funny and many of you can relate too..huhu ENJOY!
Give me the strength
and time to stay away
from all the goodies in the fridge
that keep me looking that way!
The chocolates and the frostings
that all taste so sweet
that extra bag of candy
left from Trick or Treat!
My mouth is a watering
and trying to give in
but my thighs are staring up at me
WARNING: It's a Sin!
My tummy sure is growling
and turning to and fro
but my sag there just laughs
it don't need to grow!
After all of this
a running through my mind
Ah Hell, I'll start tomorrow
for now - It's quitting time!!!
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****Haizum's Nostalgia
End of school years,
Steps into new world,
The good old days still keep on haunting me,
Childhood was the best things ever...
I missed those days so badly,
Its wonderful if we never grown up,
Enjoy the dirty cloths,
Barbie Dolls and playground...
If I can return back to that time,
Playing around happily..
Live in my own world,
And be with all those memories...forever
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Shahirah's Nostalgia When I read the second task for the blog’s project, I was thinking that instead of finding people from the past to be interviewed, why not talking about what we want from our past. Since the rest of the group members have agreed, so let me tell everyone about my part. What I missed the most from the past where I wish it would last until now or perhaps forever is something that is impossible. I missed being a KID! Yes, believe it or not, I missed being a little kid I’m used to be.
Well, I remember when I was a kiddo I can do whatever I want and the word “freedom” is all over the forehead, you know what I’m saying? I bet you do. I mean when I want something, all I need to do is to cry my eyes out and then yeah, the next thing I know, I will get what I want. Isn’t that just super? How I wish I could do like that right now? *I bet I will get smack on the head, sigh*
The Kiddo Me
I remember one day my family and I went to the trip to Singapore, I was 5 years old back then. The parents bought me this pretty doll and I held it my arms. As we walked around Singapore’s town, I noticed one of the doll’s socks went missing. I started to cry and my parents went all worried and stuff. When I told them about the missing sock, they started to search for it JUST BECAUSE I WON’T STOP CRYING! Oh my god, aren’t I such a pain in the you-know-where. Just because of that one tiny sock, we have to search all over the place instead enjoying the panorama of Singapore. But I was only 5 years old for god sake, so don’t blame the little kid. The best thing is you won’t get punished for it.
Being a kid, you will get this extra attention and everyone will like adore you as if you are their little kid even though you are not. When it comes to birthdays, Oh My God, you can’t believe how big your cake can be! I mean, come on…you won’t get big cakes anymore when you’re almost 22 years old. As far as I can remember, I have stopped getting big cakes when I reach 8 years old. And sometimes we don’t celebrate birthdays anymore because I usually will not be around. *for example: stuck at MMU to complete studies*
The Not So Kiddo AnymoreAnyways, when I think back how I missed being the kiddo Shahirah. Life would be so awesome if growing up isn’t an issue. But who I am to fool, life must go on. Actually, if I can’t be a kid forever I can still cherish it for the rest of my life, right? =D
Cheers*
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