Erm. I don’t know. Maybe, thank you? Haha.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Tagged! :D
Erm. I don’t know. Maybe, thank you? Haha.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
20 Things I Absolutely Hate
- Having to tolerate unreasonable people just because if I don’t I would get seriously injured, emotionally AND physically.
- Having to wake up freaking early in the morning every single school day. (But when you’re up, it all becomes right again, so no matter.)
- Not having enough money to buy things that I actually like but have enough money to get scolded if I complain about not being able to buy things that I actually like.
- My mummy invests in lotteries and gambles.
- My daddy invests in football matches, gambles AND smokes.
- Having a sister who just DOESN’T GET IT.
- Having a supposed best friend whose most important friend in life is not me but is the most important friend in my life.
- I procrastinate. (This should be at the top of this list.)
- That justice doesn’t exist in the harsh, cold Real World.
- I have bad hair.
- That good food is ALWAYS bad for health.
- It takes A LOT to achieve something.
- Lin Dan beat Lee Chong Wei in the 2008 Olympic Games. (Yes, I am NOT over this.)
- That almost all of my relatives are very mean people.
- That my Daddy has suddenly become very rich but still refuses to buy me things even after repeated begging attempts.
- I get sleepy in the afternoon after school every single day.
- I sleep in the afternoon after school every single day.
- That since I sleep in the afternoon after school every single day, I am profusely wasting a lot of time.
- My sister didn’t say Thank You as I’d wanted her to when I handed her her birthday gift. (I know I am late. Way late. But still. A little gratitude would be nice.)
- My Daddy is more of a distant relative than my immediate family member, not to mention my supposed Hero. (Since Daddies are always daughters’ Heroes.)
Ciao.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
A Painful Memory
One day, by the window, I pictured you,
Breathing lightly, your eyes closed, your lashes curled,
Your chest rising and falling in rhythm,
Your beautiful, thin lips relaxed,
At once, the memories came flooding back,
The way you cheated and got me hurt,
The way you lied,
I could even recite those words in my mind,
You told me clearly you would be there for me,
And your lips were only for me to kiss,
That your arms spread wide,
You would hug me, the one you love,
What sweet words those were,
But how sweet is sweet, I question,
When they only serve, hollow and empty,
Away you were for days of three,
I was left at home, awaiting your return,
Sitting by the fireplace as the flames danced,
Photos of us I put to burn,
The flames shook vigorously in motion,
The fire grew so hot; I felt your presence,
I looked around only to find the vacant bedroom,
The untouched coverlet, the neat sheets,
The dust that resided upon,
I remember, so vividly,
How you turned your back at me,
Tears trickling down my cheeks,
Holding him close against yourself,
Your cerise lips upon his,
I felt my heart plummet,
Falling into the depths of my bare figure,
Emotionless, motionless I lay,
Waiting for daylight to come,
Wishing I would wake up,
To find this all a dream,
But no dream can beat a fantasy,
Reality awaits, I shall stand up,
To retrieve what I deserve, no, not you,
But my love that you left to rot,
Yes, I shall get my love back, from a man,
Someone who loves me, unlike you,
My clothes I will pack, to leave you,
Away from your side, I shall be,
But memories that we both share,
Will reside here, in this little heart,
Though we’re apart,
You will remain, as someone,
Someone who had my love,
Someone, whom I have loved,
You are, and shall always be,
A painful memory.
One of my favourites. :) This was inspired by a scene of a show I watched online. First, note that this poem is about a relationship between two lovers who are guys. Okay now, stop with the assumptions. There is nothing different about a gay relationship than a normal hetero one. Love is love. :) Together we fight homophobia and discrimination! Am promoting the fight against homophobia and discrimination! :D Love me people! :)
Okay so this guy, who practises one-night-stands all too often, one day brings one of his tricks back home. He doesn't care if his lover is watching, he does it on purpose. You see, he and his lover have got a really complicated relaitonship. He does love his boyfriend, but on the surface, he is always trying to preserve his egoistic personality and he denies that love exists. His boyfriend knows that despite all the denials, his boyfriend does love him. However, because his boyfriend denies it, he has to live with the false fact that his boyfriend does not give a damn about him. And that's why he is forced to watch his boyfriend doing stuff with his tricks *blushes* and not say anthing about it. Because everytime he gets angry, his boyfriend questions him, "Who are you to tell me what I should and should not do?" And he can't say that he it's because he is his boyfriend because duh, his boyfriend denies it. And so basically, this poem is about the pain this guy is living, for loving such an idiot.
But of course I altered the story a bit, because I'm not rewriting the scene, I just used their relationship as inspiration. :) I made the poem a little more dramatic, and I really like it. :)
Ciao.
A Very Dramatic End
So I wrote this a very long time ago, I think it was a few days before my PMR results were to be announced. And well, through the poem you can see how afraid I was if I didn't get straight A's. I know, it's pathetic. I am such a nerd.
Anyways, I just wanted to post this here because I actually like the poem a lot. Because it is really raw and honest. I didn't think of words when I wrote this, it just came spilling out, and by the time I finished, I was surprised because I realised how afraid I was. And how much I wanted the A's.
Berbesar hati kumenanti,
Demi meraikan hari yang bermakna ini,
Sudah berhari hatiku berdegup,
Kencang mengejar hembusan nafasku,
Kini tibalah harinya itu,
Apatah yang kanberlaku,
Berlakulah,
Kupasrah menghadapi hidupku ini,
Segala memori kan kusimpan di dalam hati.
Persediaan segala dianggap sesia,
Tak pernah kujangka inilah kesudahannya,
Hilanglah semangatku menjalani hidup,
Duka di hati, tiada yang tahu,
Biarlah ini berlanjutan,
Segala tiada lagi berguna,
Kan kupergi menanti ajal,
Inilah kesudahanku.
Beginilah akhirnya.
Mungkin kuberfikiran tidak matang,
Mungkin kukehabisan segala akal,
Namun kumasih mahu menegakkan keadilan,
Supaya kudikembalikan hakku,
Kehadiranku di sini, harus diingati,
Harimau pergi meninggalkan belang,
Kan kupergi meninggalkan nama.
Ciao.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Salute Leong Wee!
Okay, so I see everyone in my class, 4 Science 1 has been doing this Salute Leong Wee thing. Hahaha. It is super-funny! Can't believe how fast news travels! I have always known the mouths of fellow 4 Sc 1 students to be exceptionally large, but this fast? And this wide? It is starting to scare me! Haha. But fun, fun, fun nevertheless! :D :D :D
SALUTE LEONG WEE
It was an honest day with honest errands,
To be fulfilled in many ways,
But somehow you chose to take a right,
And you saw his "gorgeous" face.
Your soulful fire started to burn,
Your eyes started to shine,
And then by noon you started to notice,
"Shit, I'm in love with this guy!"
By purposeful accident you got his number,
Sleeplessly you texted him till four,
His flirtatious nature got you jiggling,
And you craved for more and more!
The people around you got curious,
These large-mouths you call your friends,
Sorry dear, we mean no harm,
But gossiping is the trend!
So, dear Mae Vin, my friend,
There's not much I want to say,
With care I would like to remind you,
PLEASE remember to play SAFE!
And to the guy so famous and named,
Who rubbed Mae Vin with glee,
Congratulations for causing the change,
I Salute Leong Wee!
Ladies and gentlemen.............
Leong Wee (The one in black) & Mae Vin. XD XD XD ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Oh my God. I am going to die of laughter. Hahahahahahahahahahaha.
Okay, for those who don't get what the poem means, or what this whole Salute Leong Wee thing means, in summary, it is just, this guy, named Leong Wee, who meets with one of my friends, Mae Vin and somehow they started texting each other. And then my this friend Mae Vin, is not used to being all girly and liking boys, so it's a huge deal to us that she's texting this one guy till the wee hours of the night! So we assume that Mae Vin likes Leong Wee and Leong Wee likes Mae Vin. :D :D :D And more proof? One time they went bowling with a bunch of friends, Mae Vin wore dangly earrings because Leong Wee was to be there too! And let's just say Mae Vin doesn't usually wear girly stuff! :D :D :D
So....... You do the thinking. XD XD XD
Ciao.
PS: I wonder who started this SALUTE LEONG WEE thing. Genius. :D :D :D
All The Fun In The World! :D :D :D
That's the power of friendship. :)
Sounds disgusting right? I know. When I was first told of this errand, I went ballistic. My eyes bulged and I had goosebumps. But then when thought of how big of a spoilsport I was being, I softened and tried to smile it off. Even though, yea, I didn't like the idea of stepping into greenish-murky water in which FISH stayed. Not to mention we were assigned to clean the pond on the FIRST day of the Raya holidays. Ew.
But then, I realised that, all of my close friends, being Girl Guides themselves, were also required to come and help clean the pond. And then amidst the loud declarations of "I'm coming!", "Of course I'll be there!" and "Yes, yes, yes!!! I am coming! Will you stop asking already???" from all my friends, I suddenly felt excited for the pond-cleaning day. And on the night before The Big Day, I couldn't sleep. :D :D :D
So then, when the day finally came, I was so excited and I had soooo much fun cleaning the pond!! Really! Even stepping into the disgusting pond water turned out to be pretty fun. Haha.
Look there's me! Emptying the pond of it's water before scraaaaaaaaping the alga off the walls. :D :D :D
One-two scrape, one-two scrape! XD XD XDI caught the little bugger!!! XD XD XD
There's Sally, trying to catch another fish. :D :D :D
There's Cherrie. Cleaning the floor of the pond. More like, 'pretending' to clean the floor of the pond just so she would get a good shot that shows she actually helped. Hahahaha.
So you see, everything becomes fun and exciting when you go through it with the right people. And in my life, my friends are the right people. :)
So at the end of the day, we were all happy and satisfied that we went through the whole disgusting experience together. And the fact that we had a clean pond to report to the school administrators when the holiday ends. :)
Ciao.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Money Talk, So Divine
I've been wondering for a long time. I'm sixteen now. I am officially legal to go work and earn some of my own money. And I'm willing to do so too, but the thing is, I don't know if I'll be able to cope. No, no, no. I KNOW I'll be able to cope working even if I would have to stand all day long. I'm pretty good at standing all day long. Haha. Yea, cos I usually go to concerts about six hours earlier than the time they start, just so I get the best spots. Haha. So yea. But then, I'm wondering, should I?
I know they always say that at this age, if your family is not in the need, it's probably best that you, you know, just stay at home and do what a student's supposed to do. Enjoy AND study. Not work. Leave that till when you've officially graduated from your school years. But the thing is, I would really really love to be able to earn my own money. I mean it's MONEY. Which equals MY LIFE. I would do ANYTHING for money. I would really like to try to go working. But I wonder if my parents will allow? I know I sound like some spoilt brat, but hey, I'm not. YOU know I'm not. It's just. Well, my mum will definitely say I'm being lerbeh and my dad though he does not live with me and thus have very minimal power over my life, will also tell me that I should not work and stop being lerbeh for once in my life. Heck, he will even promise to pay whatever the shit amount of money it is I would be earning if I were to work and tell me that if I needed money that bad, I should just go ask him. From him.
And I'm like, "Yea, dad, I'll ask you." If you were one of those gullible dads who'd pay your daughter money anytime she wants, I would. Unfortunately, you're not. So, dad, no, I think I should really work if I wanna hold control over my money...
Cos you see, I realised I was so obsessive over money ever since this one incident. It is something that I will NEVER be able to forget. NEVER.
Okay, so, my obsession over money first started when I earned my FIRST RM2000 from various parties after I achieved good results for my PMR. I was really stoked because for the first time in my life, I really felt that my efforts were paid off. My PMR results restored my pride and also my empty pocket. Haha. And so my mum, being the nice woman she likes to pretend to be, kindly asked if I needed her help to keep those money cos RM2000 was alot. And she had an unused bank account of which she was willing to let me use. So I believed her. I passed all my money to her and trusted her to keep them safe and in the bank. ONLY to find out that she not only did not keep my money in the bank, she had USED it WITHOUT my permission!!! All RM2000!! I swear, I almost slapped her when I found out. Were it not for my admirable perseverance, she would have already had a scar on her face AND her memory as well.
Not only that, when I confronted her about it, she said I was being SELFISH that I got so angry over RM2000. She said that being my mother, she was allowed to use my money. I was like, "Erm, mum, it's RM2000!!! Which I have earned SINGLE-HANDEDLY!!! Which you have used WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!!! HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO ACCEPT THAT???" Only I didn't say it out loud, because I have strong perseverance. But nonetheless, I was really hurt after that incident. Oh well, at least it taught me a valuable lesson: Never trust anyone, not your friends, not your family members, NO ONE but YOURSELF. Especially if it involves MONEY. Then you will have a happy life.
And not to mention she hasn't even yet returned me my money. Even till now. So I'm telling you, until she pays back all my money, I will never lose my guard. Heck, even AFTER she returns me my money, I will still not lose my guard. I will never again trust her with my money, or anyone for that matter. My money is my life. I take control of my life.
So, I was saying. I want to work. Ash, Yeng and Mish are working already. I really think it'd be a good opportunity to expose me to the outside world cos God knows how socially-retarded I am. And the most important part of this is I will finally get to earn my own money and keep it safely in my own personal bank account. That sounds so divine. And divine suits me. Even if I don't believe in the existence of God. (Strictly no offence to anyone.) :D
Talking about bank accounts, I got my own in the middle of this year and unlike my sister, I kept my pin number secret to myself. Only I know about it. Smart ey? :D I actually pity my sister, because of all people, she let my mum know of her pin number. God knows what will happen when my mum gets desperate for money. My sister will seriously regret this later, I tell you.
Okay, last words: I don't mean to tarnish my mum's reputation here. Even though all I'm saying is true. I just hope that one day I will happily be able to delete this post like it's some trash that isn't true at all. Sadly, the chances of my mum ever changing are close to nil.
So, let's not keep my hopes high.
Ciao.