instant princess 2

Dear Diary,

You must be wondering about the stupid agreement?? Actually, it’s not stupid things to you like I think it was. The agreement is about politic marriage. You know what is politic marriage?? Oh well, you will understand when I explain about my story later. This story started when my grandpa and the King thought that they should make an agreement about marrying their each other descendants, so that they can strengthen their friendship bond. As if… What were they thinking at that moment!!! Killing two birds with one stone?? I think they just think about themselves than their descendant.. Anyway, it’s not working on my parents’ generation … [I really don’t want to know that stuff]… Therefore, the whole agreement things started chasing me…[DIARY, HELP!!!] and tried to make me nuts.

When I first told all this stuff from my parents, I don’t believe a single thing about it. I think maybe my parents played a little prank on me… I remember the last time they played a prank on me which was on my birthday..  Pity, huh?? But, as I look into their faces, I’m realize they were taking the agreement’s thing seriously. They started to pull out things as proof that they aren’t lying or joking. Like an engagement ring, as a proof that my grandpa and the King take that thing seriously.. [somebody, pinch me and get me out of there] On the other hand, they should tell me earlier that I-am-soon to be princess so that, I can prepare to face it. [a.k.a run out of  my life!!!] Even so, some part of me thought that maybe they waited for the right time for me to handle this all by myself. Oh well, sooner or later, I will face this situation too, right?? Oh my, I never believe this situation happen to me. Ok, maybe it’s a lie if I said that I never imagine married with a prince. I knew everyone had this dream. And, I loved to see this politic marriage happen in the dramas and movies, but in reality and also in my life, PUH-LEASE! NO WAY, I will agreed with my late grandpa’s ideas on marrying me to the man than I know nothing about.(beside he is the Crown Prince) And being married at this age, NO… NO and absolutely NO!

Despite to see my parent’s I’m-counting-on-you faces, I decided to rethink again. Doesn’t hurt anyone if I rethink again, right Diary? It’s a big deal. And I should consider the effect on everything around me. It still affecting my life even I rejected this agreement. I think I should make the pros-and-cons table. Maybe it will help me solving this problem. As far as I’m concern, my parents need my decision A.S.A.P. This is because the Royalty kept bugging them when they discover my potential (which is soon-to-be-princess). Wonder why? [THIS IS SECRET. I’ve trusted you so PLEASE, never ruin my trust on you] The truth is, the Royalty had an empty throne because of the Emperor had fell ill. So they[the Royalty] thought that’s the time for the Crown Prince taking the throne.. but only with one condition… he should have a wife to help him ruling the country. However, that’s the problem. He didn’t married yet. Therefore, according to the agreement, he must marry with the girl from Mr. Edward’s family. [which is my family] That’s how the problem happened. Anyhow, I didn’t think that I had the quality to be the ‘THE PRINCESS’. I think that I just the Prince’s stepping stone to get the throne. Quite sad, right??  

After a night thinking, I made the decision.. The best choice is to face the Empress. Maybe I can understand this whole situation much more better and not jump into conclusion. After a sweet-morning-talk with my parents, I told them that I will faced the Empress that afternoon.. At the beginning, they looked quite glad. [They think that I’ll gonna tell the Empress that I agree about the agreement] But then, I explain to them that I’m not doing things-as- they-hoped.(at that moment) They seems to understand and even my dad want to send me to the Palace but luckily I said no. I don’t want to make them suffer too long. [I mean, waited for my decision] and I knew that my parents have ton of works to do. Before I go to school, my mum said that she and my dad didn’t force me to marry to the prince. It’s included my future too. She didn’t want me to jeopardize my life because of the agreement that my late grandpa made. However, deep inside their heart I knew that they want me to agree. Well, it’s a tough decision to make. I said to my mum, ”Just cross your fingers and wait for my move and what I’ll do next, ok! Fighting!”

At the school, I can’t focus a single thing on my study in the class, I’ll kept thinking about the agreement and meeting with the Empress. I hope that I didn’t embarrass myself at the Palace even thought I didn’t married the Crown Prince. Luckily, my teachers didn’t caught me fantasying during the class. Or else, I’ll be dead. And  luckily, my friends didn’t knew any single thing about the stupid agreement and the problem that I’d been facing through at that time. It didn’t mean that I’ll didn’t want to tell them about the ‘great news’. Just that I need some space for me to handle the case coz they are a little bit fussy [sorry, my friends!] Or else, everyone in the school will know about me marrying the Crown Prince even thought that I didn’t make up my mind yet. And it will make my life more complicated.

********************* to be continue *********************

Hey u, Shut up !!( episod 1)

HEY U, SHUT UP!!  ( episode 1)


Class finish! Some NERDS staying in class, discussing about homework, while  Rossi and Dany have their very own sweet hour at the back of the class, talking about something, ignoring others.


SABRINA's DIARY
Tue, 12 sept


Hoi diary,
I know this is lame! No one would actually write a diary anymore..people write blog nowadays and publish their stories online with a bunch of photos..telling the world how awesome they are..Erkk, ohsemmm la sgt..the point is they just want people to read .period! But it's sweet to have a diary rite ?and honest..hmm

its me, writing my diary..cute ha???

I'm so happy today...guest what? There will be a program that will be held at emm..I don't remember what exactly the name, or the place..but somewhere like army academy, a university for army.erk, askar masuk university gak ke? University Tunku Abd Rahman( UTAR) rasenye....and  out of 150 students, I am selected to joint this program..something to do with our "catering" project..dis module will cover the basic catering for army..mcm gitu la..so basically kitorang akan ade practical session kt dapur dewan makan dorang..ewwwww...part ni mmg I dislike..coz u know what, DINING HALL..germs!!! Kotor kot..n their foods will be dot dot..konfem x sedap nye..

are these the person that im going to serve? wow..they look good with the uniform..nati i masak sodap2 ya!!

Hey,
I would like to tell u that.....the best part is.....90% of students there are guys !! Seriously, I'm not desperate to have a boyfriend, but after this recent break up and the fact that my ex is at the same class with me, and the worst is he has a new girl ( Rossi, girl from my clas) u know, it's kind of stress me up..x suke x suke..nympah tau..am I jealous? Hell no!
 I think dis might be a "feel- good-time" for me to hv a totally different atmosphere.
OMG OMG 0MG I can feel the excitement coming through my veins, like a massive tidal waves...and to tell u what, I got a FB friend, a guy named AIDIL, who is officially a student there..and he is on my FB a few months back, and we were chatting  a couple time before..maybe i'l let him know about my program there, and maybe we can meet...hehe..E.X.C.I.T.E.D

haha..is this scene is ever going to happen to me??

List of selected student who'll be join this program:


1) Sabrina Bt Hassan - some girls refer me as Sabrina the teenage witch, and sometimes Sabrina the B.I.T.C.H..hmm never mind, I reckon they just jelous with me..I mean why on earth they call me with that name? What's their problem?


2) Iskandar Hassan- my twin brother. Well, girls refer him as Alaxender the Great..see the difference, I'm the bitch, while my bro is someone great..FYI, I know my bro better, he's not that great...I know la..


3) Dany- my ex, hmm what can I say is,he makes me feel very light headed and nauseas every time I see him in class..he's trying to act real cool in front of me, while talking in most annoying manner with Rozi..ewww get urself out of my life..Dany, I tell u what, u really don't deserve me...I'm just too awesome..got it?


4) Elina- girl dat I barely know...I never talk to her


5) Nazmi- I like him sometimes..hehe..y? Ade laaa


6) Nadia- my roomate, ok la..tp x rapat sgt pon,,she's nice btw.


7) Rossi  .....hurm I don't know any other word that best describe her except for NOT-SO-CUTE-NOR-PRETTY-OR-GORGEOUS-GIRL-IN-CHEAP-OUTFIT-AND-HANA-TAJIMA-SHAWL..


But I quite upset that none of my best friends was selected to join dis programme..things will be better and fun if they join me I reckon.
~ end of diary~


ROSSI's BLOG
Sept, 12th


Yes! Tomorrow i'l be at UTAR for catering project..oh yeah, can't wait..I wanna see one of my friend there! See ya soon!!!


Anyway, I need to pack by tonite..list of stuff-to-bring;
Bib apron
Hat- the most honored component of a chef couture
Neckerchief -for that '"chefy " look..^-^
Covered shoe
Knives set
Baju kurung, 3 sudah
Long sleeve shirt..
Jeans ,bawak je Sumer yg ade
Bed sheet..
Pajama
Sport shoes..in case if nak g joging with one of those 'abg askar'..mane la tahu kan.
Heel, wedges, flat, flip- flop..duhh, bwk Sumer la,,
SockIiiiiii
Shawl/tudungii
Toiletries..
Make up,
Some snack..- Boley mkn dlm bus..
And not to forget.- I shouldn't write it  here- it's too personal- :p


Anyway I should start packing now...bye..daaaaaa
~ end of blog~


DANNY's TEXT MSG
To : Rina
 I need to see u tonight, coz I wanna return all the stuff u gave me..apparently, Rossi doesn't  like me to keep those Teddy bear and shirt u gave me..


SABRINA's TEXT MSG
To: Danny
( opps sorry, the author just run out of idea..this story will be continued)..

a CindereLLa Story

I guess you think you know this story.
 You don't. The real one's much more gory.
 The phoney one, the one you know,
 Was cooked up years and years ago,
 And made to sound all soft and sappy
 just to keep the children happy.
 Mind you, they got the first bit right,
 The bit where, in the dead of night,
 The Ugly Sisters, jewels and all,
 Departed for the Palace Ball,
 While darling little Cinderella
 Was locked up in a slimy cellar,
 Where rats who wanted things to eat,
 Began to nibble at her feet.

 She bellowed 'Help!' and 'Let me out!
 The Magic Fairy heard her shout.
 Appearing in a blaze of light,
 She said: 'My dear, are you all right?'
 'All right?' cried Cindy .'Can't you see
 'I feel as rotten as can be!'
 She beat her fist against the wall,
 And shouted, 'Get me to the Ball!
 'There is a Disco at the Palace!
 'The rest have gone and 1 am jalous!
 'I want a dress! I want a coach!
 'And earrings and a diamond brooch!
 'And silver slippers, two of those!
 'And lovely nylon panty hose!
 'Done up like that I'll guarantee
 'The handsome Prince will fall for me!'
 The Fairy said, 'Hang on a tick.'
 She gave her wand a mighty flick
 And quickly, in no time at all,
 Cindy was at the Palace Ball!

 It made the Ugly Sisters wince
 To see her dancing with the Prince.
 She held him very tight and pressed
 herself against his manly chest.
 The Prince himself was turned to pulp,
 All he could do was gasp and gulp.
 Then midnight struck. She shouted,'Heck!
 Ive got to run to save my neck!'
 The Prince cried, 'No! Alas! Alack!'
 He grabbed her dress to hold her back.
 As Cindy shouted, 'Let me go!'
 The dress was ripped from head to toe.

 She ran out in her underwear,
 And lost one slipper on the stair.
 The Prince was on it like a dart,
 He pressed it to his pounding heart,
 'The girl this slipper fits,' he cried,
 'Tomorrow morn shall be my bride!
 I'll visit every house in town
 'Until I've tracked the maiden down!'
 Then rather carelessly, I fear,
 He placed it on a crate of beer.

 At once, one of the Ugly Sisters,
 (The one whose face was blotched with blisters)
 Sneaked up and grabbed the dainty shoe,
 And quickly flushed it down the loo.
 Then in its place she calmly put
 The slipper from her own left foot.
 Ah ha, you see, the plot grows thicker,
 And Cindy's luck starts looking sicker.

 Next day, the Prince went charging down
 To knock on all the doors in town.
 In every house, the tension grew.
 Who was the owner of the shoe?
 The shoe was long and very wide.
 (A normal foot got lost inside.)
 Also it smelled a wee bit icky.
 (The owner's feet were hot and sticky.)
 Thousands of eager people came
 To try it on, but all in vain.
 Now came the Ugly Sisters' go.
 One tried it on. The Prince screamed, 'No!'
 But she screamed, 'Yes! It fits! Whoopee!
 'So now you've got to marry me!'
 The Prince went white from ear to ear.
 He muttered, 'Let me out of here.'
 'Oh no you don't! You made a vow!
 'There's no way you can back out now!'
 'Off with her head!'The Prince roared back.
 They chopped it off with one big whack.
 This pleased the Prince. He smiled and said,
 'She's prettier without her head.'
 Then up came Sister Number Two,
 Who yelled, 'Now I will try the shoe!'
 'Try this instead!' the Prince yelled back.
 He swung his trusty sword and smack
 Her head went crashing to the ground.
 It bounced a bit and rolled around.
 In the kitchen, peeling spuds,
 Cinderella heard the thuds
 Of bouncing heads upon the floor,
 And poked her own head round the door.
 'What's all the racket? 'Cindy cried.
 'Mind your own bizz,' the Prince replied.
 Poor Cindy's heart was torn to shreds.
 My Prince! she thought. He chops off heads!
 How could I marry anyone
 Who does that sort of thing for fun?

 The Prince cried, 'Who's this dirty slut?
 'Off with her nut! Off with her nut!'
 Just then, all in a blaze of light,
 The Magic Fairy hove in sight,
 Her Magic Wand went swoosh and swish!
 'Cindy! 'she cried, 'come make a wish!
 'Wish anything and have no doubt
 'That I will make it come about!'
 Cindy answered, 'Oh kind Fairy,
 'This time I shall be more wary.
 'No more Princes, no more money.
 'I have had my taste of honey.
 I'm wishing for a decent man.
 'They're hard to find. D'you think you can?'
 Within a minute, Cinderella
 Was married to a lovely feller,
 A simple jam maker by trade,
 Who sold good home-made marmalade.
 Their house was filled with smiles and laughter
 And they were happy ever after.

best version ever by Roald Dahl

credits to: http://wonderingminstrels.blogspot.com

instant princess 1

Urm, hello Diary!!

                You’re my brand new diary,right? Nice to meet you…Frankly, here, I want to tell you about my story.. First, let me introduce myself. I’m Marissa. [now, officially… Princess Marissa] Well, you can called me Sya. I born in an average family. I’ve got 2 brothers and a great parents.. My dad works as an executive manager while my mum is a teacher. We aren’t rich but not a poor family too. My parents’ salary is enough to raise all of our family. Praise to God coz since I’m a little kid, I’d got what I want. But sometimes I need to work hard to get what I want. Maybe it’s not look like a perfect family as you may think, but it’s seems so perfect to me. The important thing is I’m so lucky coz my life was filled with my family’s long-lasting love. This year, I’m turned twenty two. Wow, how fast the time goes by... Seems just like yesterday, I am a little kid. And now, I’ve become the one of the most important lady in the country… Geez, I think I SHOULD THANKS TO MY LATE GRANDPA who had started it…

                Diary, you must be wondering… what the hell I’m talking about??? Maybe I should enough talking and start telling… Ok, for your information, now I’ve become a princess… WHAT??? You are not surprised with the news??? Oh well, I forgot to tell you that I’M NOT GENUINE BORN AS A PRINCESS… Meaning is, I’m not actually a princess. I am an instant princess. And how I can be a princess??? It’s started with the whole stupid agreement between my late grandpa and the King… The connection between my late grandpa and the King are… my grandpa was one of the King’s trustee. He escorted the King whenever He go. So, the King really trusted him and he was only the King’s confidant a.k.a his best friend [the King was too busy with his works and got no time searching friend, that’s what I think] Ok, that’s a great start. 

 But I need to continue my story later. Just wait for it. Daa my diary.