Saturday, November 12, 2005

make POVERTY stop

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well, I've been a crazed fan over deviant art now a days and I thought since I ave my own account, and I make my own art {kinda}, I should, you know, be active and put in my artworks and stuff.

It was this moment when I was doing my CURRENT FAVOURTIE SONG which is a new feature in my blog. ahahahaha. I was looking for Natasha Bedingfield's picture so I went to her official website.

well apparently while I was browsing through, I saw a banner of an oragnization.

Make Poverty History.

It was a very simple banner but it attracted me a lot. The word is catchy and it means a lot too.

I'm not like miza. I don't really go up and research about this poverty stuff well mainly because, I'm lazy. Which is why I am hoping miza would do that for me. She loves doing this kind of stuff, and this is one way for us to help with the campaign right?

I'm counting on you MiZa!

Yea so this is as far as I'm going. I made this banner. This is people in Indonesia which is has the biggest rate of poverty. At least amongst the countries I've been to.

I posted this picture in Deviant Art so that people can go see. Image hosted by here is my account.

So I hope you guys would also take this oppurtunity to realize about poverty and make it history. Here is the organization that supports this campaign.

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I myself would perhaps join this campaign. So go on guys, STOP POVERTY!

- ahahahah. I'm not very feeling about this kind of stuff so I don't really have long winded stuff to say about it. Miza help me kay!?

from the mind to the fingers of Farisa Roslan | 1:01 am | 0 Comments

Thursday, November 10, 2005

ramblings about RANDOMS

well I've got tagged by Atikah. I'm not sure what I can specify it as, but I thought it'd be good for me to try it out.

rules: you have to write as many random things about your friends and people in your life as possible no matter how crazy they are, Then add a poem on the end (prefered one of your own) and then some random crazy chain letter things that you get in emails. and then tag 5 people Or try to.

You made me look forward to going to school.

You showed me what love really feels like.

I love the way you love me.

You don't always say what I wish you would.

YOu understand me and yet you don't know what I'm talking about.

Sometimes I feel as if you appreciate me more than I do to you.

The sacrifices you've made for me really means a lot to me.

Each word you say to me means a lot to me.

Even the simplest things you say or do to me can effect me in the biggest way.

I love you.

I love the way you can stick with me even though I haven't been the perfect girlfriend.

I'm sorry for all the things I've done that made you feel as if I don't love you.

I got inspired by you.

You taught me the true meaning of friendship.

You annoy me a lot but yet I just can't get enough of you.

You make me feel superior.

I am impressed by the way you bring yourself out.

You are not fat!

You're good but you just don't see it.

Even though I might not sound like it, but I really look up to you.

I love the way you write, I wanna write just like you.

I use to want to be exactly like you, but now I know, I love being me more.

You made me braver.

I have a part of you in me.

I love the way that you're different.

You are not afraid of showing what you feel is right. You've made me feel the same way.

I found my true friend in you.

You listen to my ramblings.

I am always scared that I mess up in front of you, even now.

You make me smile.

You make me laugh.

You make me feel insecure.

You made me feel as if I am not worth living.

You've made me realize the wrong things that I've done. Even if you don't mean to. And I appreciate that.

I love the way that you listen to me even though you don't know what to say to me in return.

But sometimes, it sucks.

I hate it that people look up so much to you.

I hate it when people see me an think I'm just your psychic. I am not.

I love and hate your personality.

You make me feel small.

I hate it that people give you so much attention and they don't to me.

I envy you but I would never betray you.

You make me look at life differently. Thanks.

If I were to choose a twin, I'd choose you.

You remind me of me.

I can always turn to you when I want advice from me.

I'm happy you're my friend.

I am envy of the way you look.

I want your brain!

I think its great that there are things you're better than me and there are things I'm better than you.

You don't make sense sometimes.

I can always count on you.

You're my picture buddy.

If I were a guy, I'd pick you.

I love it that me share our stuff.

You betrayed my trust once, but yet I still feel I can trust you.

You're lucky.

I'm lucky to have you as my friend.

You might sometimes disagree with me, but that doesn't make you turn away from me.

I hate some of the things you do. I loath it when you started saying something and in the future, contradicts it.

I love that special thing that you have in you.

You don't think like all of us.

I think you're boy crazy. AhahahHAahahahh.

I turn to you when I need to know some sort of information.

I don't trust you completely.

I hate the way you play around with feelings.

You're a know it all.

I am always trying to impress you.

I want to be better than you.

You don't make sense a lot of times.

You make me glad I'm me and not you.

You make me feel smart.

You make me smile when I see you.

Some of the things you say makes me go out of my mind.

I dread your rambles.

You are my close friend and yet I'm not close to you.

You're funny.

I think the way you think does not fit your age.

You're kind of.. DUH!

Sometimes, I don't mean the smiles I give you.

I admire you but I don't want to be like you.

How honest are you to me?

You make me doubt the word honesty.

I don't see us having anything in common except Harry Potter and cheese pizzas.

But the best part is that you're still my friend.

I miss you a lot but I don't even know you well enough.

I envy where you are now. But smetimes, I'm glad I'm not where you are.

You're considered my friend.

I use to have such deep feelings for you.

It was really hard to get you.

I love the way you're different from any other guys I've known.

Your personality makes me love you.

You're good looking.

We could have had a future if we weren't such kids.

I still admire you sometimes.

I love it that you still care for me as much as you did.

I am closer to you than when we were together.

I look out for you in the crowd.

I deny it but I use to have feelings for you.

I can't believe you use to like me. YOu?

You are the best friend one could ask for. But because of this one thing you do, my perception of you changed totally.

Its hard to pretend that I still love you, because I don't.

I have mix feelings for you.

I love you but I hate you.

We haven't seen each other for about 5 years, but you attracted me the minute I saw you.

I miss our history.

I miss our childhood.

I miss being teased by you.

I miss the way you flirt with me.

I love having you at home, but I dread having you in my room.

I want you with me, but I want my free space.

I want my own room.

I can't stand you but still I always want you.

You may not be my Haylie Duff, but you are a good sister.

We think alike.

You make me feel like killing you.

You make me believe that they are people who are born without a brain because you're a bloody idiot.

I was you friend, until I had to work with you.

I hate you, but there are moments when I really love what you do.

I want to be with you.

You make me feel all tingly inside.

You have a nice ass. AhahahahaHAahha.

I don't know why I can't be nice to you.

Your fake smile shows enough proof that you hate me.

You make it hard for me not to show off to you.

I got the guy and you didn't!

Don't act like you're cool, coz you're not.

Geeks are hot.

You are so nice to me but I don't know why I don't return this deed.

You help me all the time but yet I leave you to fend for yourself.

I want your drums set.

I want your talent.

You make me laugh all the time.

I envy you because you look as if you never have any problems.

I hate it when I fight with you.

You're the one person that have me cried this much.

The love you give me keeps me warm.

I apologize for all the troubles I've put you through.

I am not capable of changing realities.

I'm glad I have you as my friend, because you make me glad to be who I am.

no poems, no songs, no forwarded messages. There you go. I made sure I include all of you in here. So have fun figuring out which one fits you best. And if you picked even one right one that really was meant for you, that you indeed are my true friend.

I ain't going to tag anyone. But I suggest you try this. Makes you see things clearly. And makes it fun to wreck your friends' brain trying to figure out which statement is for them. Ahahaha.

- isn't this fun?

from the mind to the fingers of Farisa Roslan | 12:08 am | 3 Comments

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

believe even THOUGH it sounds corny

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They said you wouldn't make is so far uh uh
And ever since they said it, it's been hard
But nevermind the nights you had to cry
Cause you have never let it go inside
You worked real hard
And you know exactly what you want and need
So believe and you can never give up
You can reach your goals
Just talk to your soul and say…

I believe I can (I can)
I believe I will (I will)
I believe I know my dreams are real (know my dreams are real)
I believe I'll chant (Oh yea)
I believe I'll dance
I believe I'll grow real soon and (That's why)
That is what I do believe

Your goals are just a thing in your soul uh uh
And you know that your moves will let them show
You keep creating pictures in your mind
So just believe they will come true in time
It will be fine
Leave all of your cares and stress behind
Just let it go
Let the music flow inside
Forget all your pain
And just start to believe

Nevermind what people say
Hold your head high and turn away
With all our hopes and dreams
I will believe
Even though it seems it's not for me
I won't give up I'll keep it up
Look into the sky
I will achieve all my needs
I will always believe….OoOo

I believe I can
I believe I will (I can)
I believe I know my dreams are real (I got strength)
I believe I'll chant
I believe I'll dance (I gotta dance)
I believe I'll grow real soon and (watch me watch me watch me)
That is what I do believe (I do believe in me)

Yolanda Adams - I Believe

this post is dedicated to my friend. she stated in her blog that she didn't want any comments or sympathy or a walk in the padang. She also refused phone calls. But she never said anything about anyone blogging about it. so I am.

sometimes, not getting what you want can be a little frustrating. okay a whole lot frustrating. but then, you know you can't always get what you want.

this world is full of different kinds of people. thats what makes it so interesting. not everyone would love what you do. and not everything other people like, you would. doesn't that mkae things fair? if everyone thinks like me, simple plan wouldn't be where they are now, and there would be no fun in going superly GA-GA over daniel radcliffe because the rest of the world would be doing the same thing. [not they they haven't really done just that]

I'm just saying that once you fall, of course there will be cuts and bruises, but it heals right, the you start running again? Or else, you'd stay there the rest of your life, while everyone gets their medal.

Don't give up, take your time, and don't stop believing in yourself. and if you still not up for the cornyness.. then don't stop doing what you love. just because 7 heads in school doens't love what you love, doesn't mean the reast of the billions of people in the world wouldn't.

There is no right or wrong in anything that you do. Who has the right to say if thats really right or wrong? Opinions are subjective. Confidence aren't though.

Tell you the truth, I almost pulled out of this interview because after I compare myself to your stuff, I felt like some kononnya-terrer-girl-pasal-adobe-padahal-langsung-buat-benda-gila-babi-tak-cun. But I got my friends behind me to keep me going still. And I know all these crap I'm saying might mean nothing to you, but you know, we're not your friends only because we want to take pictures with you or sign you yearbook, we're your friends because we know you're special in your way. And we love that thing about you.

So take your time to cool things off. I'm sorry if you're somewhat offended by this post. Just saying what I think is right. Which isn't neccessarily RIGHT.

Get back on your feet and come talk to us again. If you're still bummed, well hey, go look at your Harry Potter tickets. and go plan what you're going to wear on your 'soon-to-be-date'. You gotta do something for yourself. For me, I'd just go play with my hair. Makes me forget stuff.

Do your thang! We still know your stuff is good.

- this post ain't no lie. and I know it sounds so bloody corny and you'll probably ready to press your X button, but you know, it needs to be said. believed or not.

from the mind to the fingers of Farisa Roslan | 9:56 pm | 2 Comments

harry POTTER and the goblet of fire PRIMERE tickets

and I scored it baby! woo hoo!!

well it was in the middle of the torturing journey to Kelantan. apparently, my mom couldn't find on the radio and the only ets thing we could settle for was mix fm. most of the channels were some Thailand crap channels.

so apparently, when I heard the mention of Harry potter even though I was so tuning out the radio, I immediately asked my dad to higher the volume. from the radio I could hear something that goes like this...

"In Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, the representative of the Beauxbaton school for the triwizard tournament is Fleur Delacour. Now you guys better keep that in your head because it might just help you win primere tickets to the Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on the 15th. Also it is bonus hour, so you guys stand a chance to win the exclusive Harry Potter t-shirt."

Of course I got really excited. Without even consulting my parents, I just went, tell me when you hear the cue to call, I'm trying my luck. so when I heard..

"...all you gotta do is be the fifth caller through [the telephone number] and you stand a chance to win...."

I immediately tried my luck. well apparently the bloody phone was enganged. Obviously. So when I heard the caller who actually GOT through, I was like.. BLOODY HELL YOU PERSON. But then I thought, it wasn't my luck, I can try the next cue to call.

Which apparenty was after I reached my grandma's house in Kelantan. So I had ot miss it.

It was the next day when I was cleaning my grandma's house. I got hold of a radio and was playing mix fm the whole morning while cleaning. Just in case the cue to call comes on. I even had my phone fixed to the number. Well so it was no luck, I ended up scoring lots of dust in my hair because I was cleaning the windows.

But my hopes weren't down though.

At one point, my mom told me to plug off the radio because we needed to use the vacuum cleaner. Damn it. And then I thought, thats it, thats the end of my luck. So I just went on with cleaning. Right after we're done, I plugged the radio back on. And 5 seconds after that, the lady was like...

'"...all you gotta do is be the fifth caller through [the telephone number] and you stand a chance to win...."

I freaked. I grabbed my phone, baca bismillah and called.

The phone rang! I mean, it was dialing. I lagilah berdebar. The lady apparently picked up late so I was like.. nyeah.. they're not picking up, I must be 3rd or something! I mean, I have never done this thing before, I didn't know if 3rd caller through would have the phone ringing or what not.

When the lady picked up, I was like.. nyah.. she's probably telling me that I dind't get it. Thats when she asked my name.. I'm like.. ahar... and after that she said..

"congratulations to farisa. she is the 5th caller through"

I practically jumped up and down but my heart was still beating up so fast.

Then she chat with me a bit. She asked me where I was and what I was doing. Then she asked me if I was excited for the holidays. I was like.. keeping cool all the time but inside, I was having butterflies.

then she asked me the question. I kind of freaked because I didn't listen to the answer she gave before the cue to call, like she did with fleur delacour question. But thank god I knew the answer to this question. I mean I have to right. the question was..

"what is the name of the ghost that interupter harry while he is having a bath in the prefect's bathroom?"

they even gave me multiple choices.

"I'm going to go with A. Moaning Myrtle"

and the lady congratulated me. after that she asked me to do something I really didn't expect..

"now I would like you to give me your BEST impersonation of a spell"

they didn't ask this before, I thought. And I was blank. For 3 seconds I couldn't think of anything, until I thought of Wingardium Leviosa. Apparently that was not what came out.

"Petrificus Totalus" was what I blurted out. With my utmost british accent.

Apparently the lady laughed saying that I must be a fan. I agreed. And then she went to speak again on the mike and after that she played a song.

I wasn't sure wether I should hang up or what so I stayed on. Then she took down my particulars.

So apparently, the primere is on the 15th, and I get to watch it even BEFORE ppl in America does. How cool is that!? In your face bloody blondies who loves Daniel too! eheheh.

yeah so it was also bonus hour at my time so I'm getting some cunted Harry POtter cap. Don't know when though. So now I got 4 tickets to go see the movie on the 15th, 9pm at Mid Valley. I really can't wait.

The lady also said that I am in the running to win this replica of the Triwizard-Tournament Cup. And I'm so excited. So I'm guessing my spell impersonation is what thye'll be judging the winner of the cup on. I'm glad I did it right.

When I got off the phone, I practically jumped up and down like crazy. Mom told me I was too calm and I told her I am not going to be like those people who gets too excited on the phone and end up sounding like a freak.

When I heard myself on radio, I thought I sounded like a bloody monkey. My voice we're all.. tak sedap. Ahahahha. But I was excited to hear myself on though.

Syukur Alhamdulillah I got the tickets. I bet its because I wa cleaning the house the whole morning and was doing a good deed and all. Now I'm just waiting for it to be the 15th so I can reunite with the beautiful trio once again!


- angah saja taknak kasitau mama ngan abah its at mid valley. takut you guys tak kasi. heheheh. now too bad you're gonna HAVE to let me go. *makes angelic face*

from the mind to the fingers of Farisa Roslan | 2:51 am | 2 Comments

my RAYA spent

listening to : how does it feel - avril lavigne
mood : fine
currents status : pening sikit

can I say its my best? no. but I couldn't say its my worse either. and the whole part about going back to Kelantan, wel, it dind't turn out all that bad.

monday [3 days before raya] : we packed up and was ready to go. we headed for Perak to spent a some nights before we go to Kelantan. The journey wasn't all that bad. I guess mainly because I slept. When I got there, I was all excited. Apparently my uncle just build a new house right next to my grandparents' house, so well, I was exploring it. The rest of the day was spent normally.

tuesday [2 days before raya] : well apparently, this is the day we made our way to Kelantan. lucky i was fasting that day so I wasn't really suffering all that much. But having my brother next to me, in the car, for 6 hours, basically defines suffering. So yeah, I did suffer.

well to be honest, we don't really favour the house. my grandma lives alone and she's quite the busy woman, so she doesn't really have time to clean her house. so well, the house was dirty when we arrived. My sister and I loathed the house because of the condition. The rest of the day was spent being disgusted by the house. But regardless of sleeping on the floor, it was quite a lovely night.

wednesday [raya eve] : well, apparently, my sister abandoned us. She joined her friends for a tour of Kota Bharu from a friend. And My dad, mom and I were left cleaning the house. So there we go, we did a real good job at cleaning the house. The living area and the dining part of the house were thoroughly cleaned by us. We swept, mopped, vacuumed and well basically make it comfortable to live in.

Its times like these when you really appreciate your parents. Because they're there to suffer with you, understands your discomfort and help you do something about it. Well we spent until about 4pm cleaning. Thats when we went to pick up my sister from wherever she was and went to buy food to break fast.

well when we got back, our relatives came so we could breakfast together. It was great having them because we didn't have to eat alone. We had laughs and it was a nice dinner together. After that we hunged out but it was weird because we barely had anything to say to each other except 'shasha berapa tahun?'. pfft.

thursday [hari raya] : I woke up to an empty house. My mom was downstairs at the kitchen cleaning and stuff. My sister was ironing our baju while I was setting up the table and placing foods and everything. while the rest were performing their sembahyang raya. after that we all had our bath and put on our new clothes and stuff. Yeah it was a hppay feeling for me to be in that baju. makes me feel all raya-like. BUt then no one was there so basically it was just us sitting at home reading books and channel surfing the bloody tv that only has 4 channels.

well my Cik Nun was married to a kelantanis, so they were staying at the husbands house in kelantan while their visit to Kleantan. My Cik Ni has her own family and house in Kelantan so she basically stays there and makes visits to my grandma's house. So it was basically my family, my Tok Mek and my single uncle, Pok Su who stays in the house.

so when my relatives came to the house, we got ready to go raya. our first house was at my grandma's cousin's house. we go there everytime we raya in Kelantan. The auntie was nice but then again, like I said, what can we talk to them about. besides, there was nobody our age there. which makes me so glad I have a sister close to my age.

well then after that my family just went for a drive around Kelantan before we head back to the house. We ended up having Maggi and watching some crap drama. Pfft. the rest of the day was spent doing nothing. that night was the best part. we were actually anticipating a movie. the rest of the relatives already went back, so my family, the 6 of us, made a 'tempat tidur' in front of the tv and was watching Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam. I quite enjoy the movie. Then we went to sleep. That was raya. The 'koozi' my auntie made was nice though. Don't ask me what it is. Hard to explain.

Friday [2nd day of raya] : well I woke up and got ready immediately. we just hanged out that morning at home. At about noon, we made our way to my auntie's house. the one that lives in Kelantan. she has a nice unique house. her house is actually upstairs. and the ground floor was the porch.

so I finally reunited with Astro and apparently there was the Movie Awards playing so we settled for that. I didn't exactly touch my aunt's lontong coz it didnt look that good. But she served this really delicious carrot cake from Secret Recipe. God its so good. but I wan't that hungry so I of course only took little of it.

I was bored there so I ended up playing Snake on my sister's phone. It was Imran who became all cranky and that was the cue to pardon us from the house. We didn't go straight back to my grandma's house. Apparently, my brother was craving for KFC so we made a stop there. Then we went to this kind of Bazaar place coz my mom wanted to shop for tudung. That didn't last long.

After that, there were requests to go to KB Mall. So we did. The embarassing part was, I was still in my kurung and I am to walk inside a mall. But I thought to myself, this is Kelantan, most of them WOULD be wearing kurung to malls. Boy I was wrong. I walked in and I felt so insecure. I feel like a kampung geek. But I thought to myself not to care. Until we walked in Bonia and I saw my full self in the mirror. I LOOK LIKE A BLOODY KAMPUNG GIRL YANG FIRST TIME MASUK MALL AND TRYING TO LOOK CUN WITH BAJU KURUNG! Owh God! Malu gila. Especially the shoes I was wearing. It look so kampung-ish.

So the first thing I told my mom was 'I NEED A NEW PAIR OF SHOES'. which was great because my mom was bugging me to get one anyways. Well apparently, my new shoes,are not exactly comfortable. But they did make me look un-kampung. Apparently, my mom thought I was ready for heels and I got them. Like gila tinggi punya heels. And I fell in love with it. Until I had to wear it and it practically killed my feet.

After that we had dinner at chicken rice and we headed back to my grandma's house. That night, I settled myself in front of the tv apparently watching Kuliah Cinta. At about 12 o'clock, my cousins from Johor came. I ended up sleeping at 2 o'clock. :x


Saturday [3rd day of raya] : well this was the day I was going back from Kelantan to Perak. Apparently, the morning, all my cousins came and we had sesi 'dapat duit raya'. We started the journey at about 11 am. And guess what! We ended up reaching my Perak at about 7.30pm. IT WAS SO TIRING in the car. And the jam practically lasted the whole way. Having Farhana Roslan and Nazrin Roslan as your siblings while stuck in a jam is a definite BRAIN WRECK! They're horror!

Right after we reached Perak, they were already starting the house party. The opening of the brand new built-from-scratch house. The house was BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I absolutely love it! So regardless of how TIRED I was, I got ready for te kenduri. ANd its like, you have to wear baju kurung so you gotta have extra effort into looking nice. The food was good though.

So apparently I was so tired I ended up snoozing in my baju kurung.

Sunday [4th day of raya] : well apparently the time flied until it was 9.30pm. Thats when my Atuk told me we only had about an hour before the samera guy dude comes. I was rushing to get ready. My mom especially freaked because she always like everything done right, but 1 hour wasnt enough to get us all in the shower, and to iron our baju and stuff. But all was cool.

The family picture we took was GREAT! It was great fun. we took pictures in the new house and we had a bomb. My siter, and my two cousins, tikah and amy at one point decided to take a picture of us being bad-ass-biatches who takes pictures that makes people go WHOA. I WANT HER IN MY PANTS! ahhahaha. but the funny part was we were all in our tudung. anhahahahah.

the sad part was that our camera suddenly decided to bangang and it got spoilt. So we didn't have WHOA pictures of us. after lunch, my family made our way back home. The jam tortured us again. we ended up reaching home at about 8.30pm which was the exact time Gol and Gincu starts. So my sister and I were glued to the tv. The story was great fun. I love the movie.

so the night was spent playing more computer and then tidurlar.

so the rest of my days after that are just, computer, makan, tv.. computer. I have nothing planned. I did found out that my brother's new math tuisyen teacher, is shahrul's evil add maths tuisyen teacher.

At first I didn't know, until my mom actually mentioned her name and that she lived USJ. I had a hunch it was her but I wasn't sure. But when I got there I was sure! When I saw her I waved, you know to be nice. Then Imran nudged me to roll down the window so I did, then she came up to me and said 'Farisha right?" I was like.. uh huh.... how the hell she knows this is me. and she told me it was nice to meet me. Apparently my mom found out.

so thats all. the only thing I'm looking forward now is my movie dates with my friends and my boyfriend. Studies and practises can wait.

- berapa your duit raya?

from the mind to the fingers of Farisa Roslan | 12:49 am | 1 Comments