Now back on Blogger! Things That are Missed Out..

Ive been super busy with stuff lately.. till no time was given priority to my blog. MY BAD!!
So heads up readers!! This is what took place after the last post i posted! THE TRANSFER thingy right??!!
1. Made alot of new friends. Thanks guys for making me feel more at ‘home’! love you guys.
2. Having lots of fun with my loved ones without that plastic human figure in my life who kept on restraining us from doing so.
3. I went for this Red Crescent Night in Hokkien Hall. Even though the crowd was conquered by the Chinese members...I still had fun though. Thank god DIVYA SHARMATHY came along to accompany me throughout the night. Oh ya! Thanks for inviting THUAN JIAN!!
4. Lalithya’s and mum’s birthday was respectively on the 3rd and 5th of September. That weekend we all gathered at SHANG VILLA for a very small celebration. We had good lunch then some home-baked cake! Boy it was so the delicious!! Kissed and hugs!! Love you guys till death do us part!
5. Priya akka’s engagement took place grandly in a temple in Butterworth. Had some vegetarian food and a good night sleep in a chalet 10 minutes drive away from the temple. Back to Kuala Lumpur the very next morning.
6. Then end year exams came along. First time seating for an exam in the new school...the format was the same and that was the only similarity while the marking system was totally different. But what the fuck!! Who the hell cares!! I scored though!! 
7. Then came my birthday. Will have a special post for my birthday stuff! Yeah baby!!! I’m so officially 16!!
8. Just after 3 days, I went on a trip to India again for a 12 day trip. Had fun with my iPod and my Cecelia Ahern book. Will write more on the trip to India.
9. On the 22nd of November(if I’m not mistaken), Priya Akka got married. Was a tiring trip but chit-chatted most if the time. Kuala Kangsar was the venue. Then travelled down back to Butterworth for the wedding reception. It was in Chinese school hall-air conditioned(thank god). The cake looked gorgeous and tasted so good too. The deco was a –GOOD JOB DONE-!!!!

I think that’s about it. I hope blogging often and studying at the same time will be one of my resolutions for next year. Till the next post.

xo Diviya xo


School transferring is a very difficult process. Documents are at error, never a bid issue but friends, teacher’s, the class environment and the school’s environment are some real issues that I cant seem to get it off from this little mind of mine. It’s been extremely though these few weeks with the piles and piles of problem stacking up but I’ve learnt to handle all those. The friendship I had with those wonderful people, I will always cherish until my very last breath. For my conscious, I’ve never did anything great for them to miss me that much.

On the 2nd of September I went to my new school but they didn’t allow me to register in the school as I didn’t have any proper documents from my former school( Smk P Bukit Kuda). So I decided to go to my ex-school with my darling mother.

First, I headed to the teachers staffroom to settle all the documents issues with my class teacher Pn Fatimah a.k.a “4sc2 mother”. Then I chatted with Pn Shirly-THE Best Est teacher anyone could have. We both shed some tears together as I told what actually was going on. I couldn’t speak much to Pn Faizatul –THE Best English teacher because I couldn’t hold back my tears and that I have told her about it earlier. She will always remain as the best English teacher in my heart. I will always remember all the teachers who shared their knowledge with me. You guys are the bet and will still remain as the best.

While I was still in the staffroom, the angels (4sc2 girls) surrounded me. I offered them a deal that I will see them in class after recess time. So I did as what I promise. I walked past the brown painted doors with the Merdeka balls I did hanging above my head. I could just feel the sadness in the class atmosphere. At that time it was EST lessons going on so I asked Pn Shirly’s permission for me to say some few last words and indeed she allowed.

My lips was moving, ’hmm’ ‘hmm’ ‘hmm’ ‘hmm’ repeated each sentence I preached. Eyes rolling up, down, right, center,my voice was breaking, and ‘bhhooooosh’ down rushed the tears on my pink cheeks. That was the beginning. I wouldn’t call it a speech but its was more like a farewell message. I started with announcing my transfer then the apology came along and ended with wishes for all of t them. Oops! I forgot the past where I apologized on not having the gathering this year over at my place. At first I told myself not to fall into tears but eventually I did what I wasn’t planning to do. Practically all of them were in tears when I talked in front. Only a handful was strong. The friends I expected for them to be happy on my transfer also cried along. On that particular day I cried and cried and cried the whole day and guess what??! the very next day I fell sick.

I didn’t take much time of the EST lesson- ‘I think so’. I walked back to the staffroom to get more documents and Pn Fatimah told me that my mum just left. She gave me some cash for me to have my lunch and was rushing to go somewhere. I took a walk back to canteen as my stomach was already growling. I looked all around and wondered what I wanted to fill my stomach with. After a good 3 minutes of walking I decided to take the Yong Tau Foo. I ate that and got myself drink. I was full and ready to go back but I couldn’t even see the shadow of my mother.

The school ended and my mum has not arrived. I watched all the girls go back and said my last goodbye. I spent some time with some of them who was still waiting for transports to arrive and for teacher to be out from the meeting. I went back with a sad face that I can’t see them often anymore but with a happy spirit. I didn’t go back empty handed. Mariyaee gave me a container of chocolate cake which she signed but now disappeared, teacher gave her purple hari sukan bag, Kanchana gave me a some sort of like merdeka badge with her sign on it and the 4sc2 girls gave me a colour roll paper with all the love messages, wishes for me with their signatures added to the message. Thanks people! I’m still having all those wonderful memorable things of yours. You need not need to buy anything special need to buy anything special from all of you but the things that was given is priceless.

P.S: I love you guys so much. I miss you’ll so much. Our times we spent together now only stay as memories. At times good and at times bad. Study smart! I'm always there for you guys. Just give me a RING and I’ll be there. God bless each every soul from harm,danger and death.

DNS Gathering

It was held on 24.08.2009, Tuesday at the Klang Hokkien Hall. This event was organized by the Sultan Abdul Samad School’s Red Crescent members. I didn’t know anything about it until I was invited to attend the event by one of their organizers, Mr. Kind Dude (Thuan Jian). I arrived there quite late but Mr. Kind Dude himself arrived later because he had no heart to miss his tuition class. So much for that, the starting of the event was a little of a yawning moment for me. It was good though. I attended the event with a mission. I wish I can accomplish it. As soon as I stepped my both foot onto the building floor. Guess what! I was shocked. Most who attended the gathering was all Chinese. Minority was the Indian and the Malays. I could handle that because I’m not a RACIST like some people were wining about. The juniors were so sweet to think and reward their seniors for all their sweating moments in bringing up their team among the other Red Crescent teams in the Klang district. Welcoming the V.I.P and the first few performances was good. Then came the moment we were all waiting for “DINNER”. They had an assortment of food served. I personally extremely loved the sausages. After eating, we were then hosted to another session of entertainment. Love it baby!! Pooff lights went off leaving behind the lantern lighted up. The empty hall looked exotic that night. Then, a girl sang. Damn she was good-God gifted. I was just about having fun until my mum turned up at the door to pick me up. I’m more to a descent girl. So, I decided not to stay up so long till the end of the event. I wished I could attend something like this again. I took some pictures. It was so awesome. I looked nice in most of the pictures. Yeah me!I cant put up the pictures in here but you can check out my facebook profile!

Pn Mislia

Guess what...she is my maths teacher and i tell you what she is best teacher in the world. She teaches the white board,and it replies all her questions. Oh yeah she gets into most of my classmates nerves. Whenever we ask her any questions we are the one who end up cracking our head trying to figure out what she actually said or answered. Some doing their pending homework, some chit-chatting and blabbing away, some can even eat in her class, and all of us will be making noise. Hehehehahahaheheh...this is what our daily routiens are when its modern maths time.God help us and also help Pn Mislia.


Such a beautiful yet secrete name. Doralynne comes from the name Dora that refers to the Greed word 'doron'. It carries the meaning "GIFT", more to a "GIFT OF GOD". Thanks to Zanne and her lunatic idea of finding Christian names. I got into the heat on having a better name and more of my choice than my folks. I in fact am loving the name but its going to turn out bad when i speak a word to my dad about me and this nickname. I just wish I can be called as Doralynne than Diviya. Diviya also brings good luck and cherish but its is common among the Indians. Its a bit too lame that the name DIVYA is ranked as the most popular names on the Indian Baby Name Books. I'm just a bit lucky to have it spelt with an extra i after the consonant v. I am more to a unique kind of person and to suite with my characteristics, I would prefer Doralynne. A more sweeter yet a sexier name just in par with the person carrying the name. I have a task to do. I must look up the numerology book and check whether it is suitable for me or the other way round. Then ill post it up along with the tips how to befriend a person without knowing them but just by reading their life number. Interesting. Follow up with the posts.


Since I was chosen as the class monitor this year, I am taking the risk and chance to give out my idea on having a great JAMUAN that no one will ever forget.

As far as I'm concerned I have done my best in keeping 34 pupils under my watch. To the extend of keeping them quiet might be an issue because I myself cant do so. Come on!! No one is perfect and you cant change a persons nature of being themselves. Lets head back to the JAMUAN thingy. The main goal behind this is for all the classmates to be together-no splitting up here and there. So i decided to have a dinner and then followed by camping over at my place. There's this wide empty piece of land just right in front of my house. It will be nice for all of us to get together after a long break. Its for sure on the month of December .

Apparently some old folks still keeps their large head up to go somewhere else. Just imagine..Genting Highlands, Jusco Bukit Tinggi or Sunway Pyramid. I know it sounds like a total fun,first class all the way with all the attraction on us-the jacoons. Genting Highlands is a total "NO" because some cant afford for the humongous payment + its not safe for all of us to go up Genting Highlands as December falls in the rainy season category + its hard to get permission form the 'parents'. Just be rational..will my parents allow me to go on a trip to Genting Highlands alone with my friends?? ask yourself. Teacher might tag along but is she rejects then we are all alone. I'm not going to responsibility on this kind of matter. I'm like digging my own grave. Who ever suggested this then they are forced to take in charge of all-from A to Z.

Next option is Jusco Bukit Tinggi. What actually you guys want to do there. Shop till you drop. Some cant even do that because they come with budget in their pockets. We will end up walking and talking. The most we can do is to go for a movie. That's about all. Same case in Sunway Pyramid. One thing more that can be done there is ice skating but remember not everyone is willing to skate,humiliate themselves and get their panties all wet.

My inner volcano nearlt errupted when i got to know that the "ass holes" were not in this together. They should have confronted me that day itself or later on. Dont you guys try stepping on my head. Theres a limit to everything. Think guys!!! THINK. I might have it and I might just cancel the jamuan and use the money for donation to the orphanage. At least they benefit something from the class fund. God bless all this toxinated people!!!!!


The night passed and the morning was brighter. I felt warm skin pasted on the front of me. 'There you are' I shouted looking down the silk fabric covered my mealy naked body. There i was with my two piece black Audrey lingerie-cost a bomb. 'What a great night he replied with his morning breath hitting my nose. I was shocked,what had happen i asked. The first thing was am I still a virgin I asked myself. He then said nothing happen. It was so close though but u refused he sighed. Thank you Jesus I said. I showered and headed to work at the Donald Trump main office as his personal assistance. Making a cup of black coffee for Mr.Trump then i realized I attended a birthday party and got fenced up with shots after shots of f.o.c martinis. That European guy walked me back home and gosh he took the chance to sleep beside a VIRGIN. Its night now,and there I was just walking past the fifth avenue apartments to the next block to mine. Thinking how wonderful is my job i crawled back to bed and there again was the European guy again. Didn't know exactly what happen in between but then he was all over me and there was my Channel blouse tore at the sleeves. That was how aggressive he was. We kissed and then I got a tight slap realizing i just got up. After all it was just a DREAM.

Created by me

A new interest in me popped out last year. I didn't realize I had talent or may be the skill of writing poetry. I tried my best and this is what that turned out to be MINE. This is the finisihing of the piece entitled:

When i close my eyes,
The only thing I see is you inside,
With the bright light shining lies,
Faces smiling all day long when wind blows the tide.
The clock ticks, I see you,
The bell rings, I dream of you,
The wind blows, I feel you,
The bird sings, I think of you.

Without you in my world makes it empty,
Walking alone along the beach crying in pain,
No one, not even a soul can offer their sympathy,
Its you and only you who made me this vain.

The fire was burning and you poured water,
You were there always for me but now you disappear,
Leaving me,an innocent soul wondering how to make life without you better,
Drowning myself in buckets filled with lots of tears.

You know all this while how much you meant to me,
But you yourself gave me the precious golden apple away,
I don't know whether you were blinded and unable to see,
There was nothing but unconditional love that no one can pay.

I gave you all you needed in fact more,
The lies sprung never I expected,
When you confirm,sweat poured out tumbling each pore,
I didn't even think that the lies were true when detected.

Restaurant,cuisine all I went for,
You also gave me what i wanted but hollow,
Fun,joy and tears given but instead returned with bore,
Not knowing you were the devil, such a dumb fool I always follow.

I'm like a plant without food,
I'm like a song without word,
I'm like a clown without mood,
I'm like a garden without birds.

All the songs i sung its now silent,
Melodies flashes through hurts like thunder,
This whole period I was hiding behind beautiful talent,
That I myself didn't know how wonderful.

I lead the right path now,
Throwing you away deep down that drain,
Never again I kneel down to you and bow,
Never knew how much I went through to heal this unwounded pain.

Now the Sun is shining bright down on me,
Never to forget family and God's blessings,
I return to the old,funky and cheerful busy bee,
Not now to afford anyone in life with their missing.

Inspired by a book entitled Too Little Too Late.

Burning Heat

Promise is a promise...since I told you guys I'll be updating my blog now and then. "Damn!! I am a girl of my words-inherited. So much in my life has changed in just a short period of time.

I've been going to an orthopedic doctor since i was in standard 5. Dato' Hamid is the best efficient orthopedic doctor I've ever met. Back then he diagnosed me with 'knock knees'. Its to do with the legs which are not straight and that makes the knee knock against each other when I start walking. Till today I believe its cause by birth deformation. This makes me suffer in pain. Its a 24-7 pain. Only GOD understands what I'm going through now. Surgery was one of way out to deal with this problem but i was in a too young and at tender age to undergo a major operation. I was then taken to the an authentic specialist-place where they make fake body parts and body depending tools. There they gave me a blue knee guard to be worn every day- minus the bathing time and sleeping time. I wore it almost a year half and took them off when I was confident to myself that the pain is 'dead and gone.
Everything was going just fine but twisted turn when I made the decision to enter 'merentas desa' this year-2009. I've never participated in this kind of event in my old school neither in Smk P Bukit Kuda before and I-a fool decided to make a try. I successfully made it through but didn't even get into the top 100 list. I practically walked the whole journey through. That very next week I've been getting the pain i used to feel when i was in standard 5. Damn!! Not again i told myself. I endured the pain as much as i can till i reach a stage where I had to tell my parents about this that i was keeping them uninformed. They were shocked i got it back. My parents was so busy with their own affairs and i lied that the pain was bearable. Time passed by and I holed onto the pain until i came back from India. Then I cried to take me immediately to my mum and dad to take me to the doctors.
I was again brought to my orthopedic doctor, Dato' Hamid. He saw me and directed me to go for a x-ray. This time he said its not 'knock knees' but it even more complex. Its had worsen and now I'm a 'genu recuratum' patient. Its involving the back knee with hyper extended ligaments in the knee. The pain was tremendously bad so i was so ready to do surgery-it was very bad. I would do anything just to make the pain go away. But then arse luck surgery is not possible because i if i do it i might want to do the surgery 4 years once. My mum unaccompanied me to a special room by itself to see what else can help me other than surgery and also exercise(swimming only). The specialist gave me a new brown braces for my legs. This prevents my knee muscles from stretching too much and bending back because it is locked at certain degrees.

Now,thank God. In his grace my dad met this lady when he was praying in the Buddhist temple. Apparently she is involved in a shoe making business where its aim is to cure people with leg,backbone,shoulders and etc problems. Its amazing seeing the DVD other patients has survived from various joints,ligaments,muscles problems. Its a shoe of magic. Its very pricey too.

I hope this shoe and the braces rectify my leg problem. I believe in you GOD.


Sorry guys!! I've been missing for such a long time.+I know some of you guys have been cursing me as soon as you open my blogger page and find out that I have not been updating. You"ll go like 'damn this idiot has not been updating her blog'. Heehaw..Yeah its so true..Ive been not updating my blog due to some irrelevant reasons- lazy,lazy and the word is lazy.

My life just turned upside down-I'm still living whatever its left
Ive been writing a lot of poetry-I'll post it soon
We just finished our ujian setara exam-I suck at exams
Kanchana is driving me up the wall-In a good way though
Mirosha is bugging me every single second-Damn that girl needs a zipper on her mouth.
I hate being the class monitor-but glad that my class has been wining "kelas terbersih" for the past 2 weeks-credits to my secreatary of cleaniness.
Ive not been well-Its been like the 12th day now.
Money out-my dad has spent alot on my deformed leg*genu recuratum*
Aunt-Ive 2 new nephews(Raashween & Isiah) + a niece (Shamita)
My dad is opening a new sister company- SEASONS FRESH AND FROZEN MART-come visit its in port klang though.

Thats all for now..I'll keep you guys updated. I PROMISE.


Yeaaaah. At last..the time has arrived for me to pack and fly to India. The best part is we get to get together(maternal family) and pray at the same time. Love them to the max!!! I heart each one of you!!! Estimated 21 of us are going + vishal. We are gonna visit many temples..and im gonna wish for all my problems that im facing will dissapear *in god's willing. We will be there for 8 days. When there is a smile,there will always be a frown too. My exam is starting on the 13th. I'll only touch down in Malaysia in the evening or so. Missing many days of school,lesson and tips for exam. But wth,ill give up that just to spend time wit my loved ones. This is gonna be quality time together because no phone call disturbance,no sudden meeting and so on. Thank you guys for leaving all ur duty behind for this trip.


Woke up and realised it was already 8am.

Quickly had my bath, breakfast and rushed to tuition. leceh. I had to fill up dat stupid blue form to pay tuition fees. I dont know why they have such system. Its good..systematicly feed paying but ahhh so irritating. On top of that must write double..and they have symbols for subjects. Issshhh. I decided to drop add maths coz its bugging my life. I feel the teacher is a bit too fast + i registered for that class late. Missed out alot especailly on the first few chapters. No foundation so consfuse la. Picked up notes then headed for classes.

1.Chemy class: Yawned a trillion times until Mr.Mani also got tired of looking at me in his saturday chem class because i'll be only one yawning like a morron. Chemy is not my favourite subject because ah its has alot of formula and this and that to memorise.

2.Physics class: Started late due to an emergency case. Mr.Yeoh had to rush his daughter to the clinic. Pity her and him also. We had some fun time whil he was gone. I and amira(classmate) disturbed vincent(samad-used to be class mate) with a gurl that we thought he ws so close with. turned to be..she ws nt his special gf but they were just friends. In class i was yawning away but Mr.Yeoh spiced up the class with jokes and his presentation sort of thingy la.

Yeaa..class over!!!

Got my ass into the car and headed of to chitti's hs(6th mummy) to pack up the junks we bought. GOD!!! It looks like we r coming back with added pounds on the buttts!!! Thanks deepa for the book. It is really good babe!!

Had to go back early because agathes(smks9 friend) and family are coming to the house. Visiting i guess.They came and things went well. I served them cake and we chat. This is how my weeked runs. So lame rite!! Because THE lame king is ruling the house.

New Leaf

I have been judged many times(uncountable,may be million,billion,trillion) by friends,relatives and close family members. Mostly about how i behave,how i dress,how i laugh,how i walk,how i talk,how i look, and so oonnnn.....So now the new diviya has poped up. I dont care what people think about the new DIVIYA!! I know myself better and god knows me even more better. Im gonna open my mouth when required only. Leaving all my bad words behind. Never gonna say it out to that person but gonna keep dat person and what he or she pointed out way deep in my heart so that the person cannot be forgotten easily in a bad and nasty way. Finally ur names can be scratched onto my heart. Once it is never can be cured in a slip of a second. Family,friends and even teachers can notice cleary about my changes but hey its for the betterment. Win win situation is gained by me having a new personality. I dont get hurt by ur words and you are in good books with me. Simple as abc. First they might have an round off oppinion dat im undergoing depression. May be i am, may be im not. Who knows??? Sorry if i have made you think and worry about me. I dont want attention n fake love. I just wish i would have never been surrounded by this kind of irrelevant human beings. "siapa yang makan cili,dialah yang rasa pedasnya". So this is how i am. Take it as it is. If u cant..paint me invisible.


At last i did this blog thingy. At first i hated blog, but now i think its sort of a cool thing thanks to someone(cannot be mentioned)!!!!!