Shy Love

Continuation of Scene 2

Scene 3: People intend to feel a slight of shyness and mean to feel bashful during of before a relationship. Imagine cheeks blushing and hair turning pink with their hands being on pins and needles, getting nervous every time a magnetic force links their eye sights together. This is the beginning of sweet and innocent love and they’ll be wasting time blushing and feeling shy towards each other. A total diffraction of brave love. Couples engage in this relationship would have an elongated time getting to know each other. Let me explain in a kiddy yet simple matter.

Girl saw boy walking…she screams with joys and blush. Girl starts to follow boy wherever he goes, girl likes boy but doesn’t want to let boy knows in case boy doesn’t like her. Girl lets her friends know about her crush on boy. Boy also liked girl and think that girl is cute…boy also doesn’t want to let girl know. Boy usually been teased by his friends. Boy and girl liked each other but too shy to express their feelings. Boy started his SPM, girl doesn’t think about him anymore. Last day of SPM, girl told boy’s friend about her crush and ask boy’s friend to tell boy. Girl can’t sms boy because boy doesn’t have a handphone. Girl waited patiently for boy’s answer. Before the story ended, boy and girl met each other. Both got shy and nervous and began talking…

Boy: Err…hi!

Girl: Err...hi!

Boy: *Started to feel excited as he saw girl, but was muted as he was too nervous.*

Girl: *Begun to blush and her face turning pink…heart betting vigorously.*

Boy: *He was about to realize it’s his chance to express his feelings, he was about to open his sealed lips*.

Girl: *Girl wants to have a simple conversation with boy but no topics appeared in her brain.*

Both talked: So…

Both talked: You first!

Both talked *again*: I LIKE YOU!!!!

Both talked *shocked*: What??

Boy: I LIKE YOU!!!!!

Girl: *Eyes were shinning and a million smiles on her face* I LIKE YOU TOO!!!

Boy: *Flooded with love* Err…great!!

Boy and girl start to hold each others hands and love started to fill the atmosphere. Although they didn’t talk much, but they managed to express their feelings in a very peculiar way…

Retro iPhone

Just because technology is cutting edge, doesn’t mean that the icon can’t kick it old school. A fully iPhone released by Apple could appear like this before they introduced touch screen technology. Keypads of iPhone may turn out to be the oldies “turn-to-dial” style with a gigantic ear piece if it was to be sold in the old days.

Mini Science Exhibition

I know it’s the holidays but my interest in science doesn’t reach to a full stop. I started to dig through my pictures and discovered loads of pictures taken during our mini science exhibition which leads me to post it on my blog.

Instead of inserting all the pictures which will cause many users to waste precious time waiting for the pictures to load, I decided to revolve them into slideshows.

Heartless Animal Thiefs

Having pets has always been a habit for me, since the day I was born on Earth I had my first dog which accompanied me until I was 7 years old. Since then, my pet dog had been replaced by a whole generations of cats. I always had my own philosophy that states: people whom lived their lives with pets always bear a heart of kindness and compassion. As a matter of fact, it is true. I had 3 new kittens and I posted on this a month previously – Pween, Poing and Proos. At the present my home has been revived with all the cute kittens chasing and dashing around. However, my day has been critically struck by a chain of thunder bolts and all I feel now is rage, anger and depression. My aunty visited us this morning (I wasn’t at home) and took my 2 of kittens away!!!!!!!!

The sadness thing was I cannot simply imagine that my grandparents actually did nothing, merely NOTHING and allowed her snatching away Poing and Proos!!!! I thought for myself, did they do it on purpose or they’re hands were tied making them immobilized at that moment? How in the world could they possibly let my aunty stole my beloved kittens away *shooting walls with machine guns*? I am demanding justice and I would certainly love to bring this case to court on internal family stealing!!!!! So I called my uncle and pour out every single detail about the case, seemed that he understood me. Then uncle called my stealer aunty and insisted her on returning my kittens, and this is the lamest excuse over the 16 years I lived on earth.

She said: “If I returned one of my kittens, the other one will get lonely…

I retorted in my heart: “Then what will happened to my other kittens at home? Say one more word and I’ll stuff a whole tank of shit into your mouth!!!!!”

Here I want to woo people from all walks of life, love your pets and other animals. God’s creation should not be treated in this form of cruelty and wickedness. Instead, they ought to be taken care similarly to us humans with adoration and humanity.

Longest Exam In History

Physics chapter 5: Light is really killing. My partially alive face didn't show up in this picture.

My brain is now 20% alive after what I have undergone for today. The rest of my brain cells are generally lifeless after been used up for my Physics exam today. Duration for the test is not that long; all I did was cracked up my head staring at the lifeless stack of Physics questions with my head generating calculations for approximately 5 hours. I have to repeat again, 5 hours of thinking and brain squeezing in order to finish my paper. All thanks to my Physics tuition teacher, Mr. Chan because he compiled all the 3 section (objective, subjective and essay) into 1 thick set of paper. Or what I called as 3 in 1 for question papers. In addition, I want to take this opportunity to sue Creative tuition centre for the inconvenience or harshly “suffering” I had suffered during the test. Originally the exam room was held in the hall, fully air conditioned and sufficient space. But things didn’t turn out that well according to my expectance. The air conditioner eventually broke down which means all of us in the region of 40 students have to compress ourselves in a rather tiny room *sigh*. Its either the centre was invaded by vice and wickedness or they purposely looked the rooms with bigger capacity. So there was I, sitting beside Bing Min feeling the intense heat as more carbon dioxide was released by the people surrounding me. My brain was already in a state of coma before the test begun plus my eye balls seem to roll out because I didn’t have adequate sleep last night. I did hours of last minute study to brainstorm my paper and not forgetting watching my Korean movie series just to ease up a little (procrastination is really killing, didn’t find it helpful to my last minute study).

The exam started at 12.15 p.m and ended at 4.45 p.m. Fancy how much torture I have gone through today? It really is a nightmare only that this was reality. Essay question truly decapitated me when I saw the lines you are given 2 lenses with the focal length of 40cm and 5 cm respectively, by using the lenses invent your own astronomical telescope and explain. I was already in hell when today approached and now you’re trying to burry me deeper by dumping this question? If it was a compound microscope things would obviously be a relief but hell is hell so I decided to scribble every single English vocabulary that pops into my head. I also had minor problems regarding Archimedes’ principle which gave me quite a big boom in my head.

This is the longest 4 hour 30 minute I had experienced since the day I was born. Killing spree didn’t only slaughter me alone but other students which rarely breathed. However, Yew Kwang (top student of SMK Sg. Tapang) completed his exams in about 3 hours. The guy with a brain engine of 1000, 00 horse power claimed that it’s quite simple *slamming my head speechlessly*. Finally the heavenly moment arrived as I jotted the last dot on my paper, I didn’t even spent any second to recheck as I wanted to escape from hell so badly and put my brain in serenity before it exploded like an atomic bomb. There was still much time to 5 and Mr. Chan gave us his ever-wanted motivation talk to all of us. Trust me, he’s so far the best tuition teacher I’ve ever met, not only his teaching was a great lot of fun but he always remembered to packed us with all the additional knowledge to face our future.

There I remembered a very useful tip, 6 hours sleep per day and a revision from 8 hours are the basics to excellent results for SPM yadda yadda yadda. Something amusing also happened today during our exam. A guy suddenly appeared himself into our class and registered as “new student” for 2007. FYI tomorrow would be our last day for form 4 Physics and that particular fellow only registered himself today. After all I’ve gone through today I expect to get a C or D but in desperate anticipation, a B for my Physics exam. Electrical engineer’s (Mr. Chan’s) questions are renowned because of its intense difficulty.

I craved for chocolates during revision mode, they're simply the best remedy.

Timbaland feat. One Republic - Apologize

I’m holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I’m hearing what you say
But I just can’t make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait…
You tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think I’d turn around and say…

That it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late

I’d take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that’s nothing new)
Yeah yeah...

I loved you with a fire red, now it’s turning blue
And you say
Sorry like an Angel Heaven let me think was you,
But I’m afraid

It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
Woahooo woah

It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it’s too late to apologize, a yeah

I’m holding your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground

Are You Rock, paper Or Scissors?

You Are Paper

Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation. People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of. Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active. You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out a way to get what you want. You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery. A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces. When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared

Are You Rock, Paper, or Scissors?

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Virus, Worms, Treats!!! *SCREAM*

An infected notebook can seriously be a tragic and disastrous case for a blogger. Some weird “worm” or virus has invaded my notebook through some unknown way that is undetectable by notebook. My Kaspersky Anti-Virus 6.0 badly needs an upgrade to prevent my notebook from deteriorating. Below is the message that usually *POP* out from no where whenever a pen drive or thumb drive is plugged into my notebook. It gravely *POP* every second like nobody business and the worst case is it doesn’t seem to vanish *anger building in my head*. Plus, there is this loud shrieking sound at any time a virus or treat is detected. Fancy how my notebook seems to scream its heart out all the time?? I’m finding the perfect time to send my notebook for formatting or mending before I bang it and smash it into pieces because I’m not at all a person with much patience.

File F:/MicrosoftPowerPoint.exe: detected virus ‘Worm. Win32. Muha.a’ User: YEB8203N00107/PPSMI Phase V, computer: localhost.

My Place

Time pass very fast
It's run and run
Leave the weak behind
The strong chase after it
The smarts catch it
The genius know where it will go and run to that place before it come
And the fool one ride it
Ride it without know it's destination
Ride it without know her own place to go
Ride it without has a place to go
With emptiness and loneliness
Ride it to find a place
A place to go...
A place with people that want her to be...
A place to call "My Place"

Significant Of B.I.T.C.H

Felicia send me this message that day, I would like to comment it “simple” and “meaningful”. *Nodding my head* this truly significant message is about the immoral or rather offensive word – BITCH. People had been a little misunderstood this term; the fact is this word is actually an abbreviation. Now observe and please put tooth picks between your eye balls if you wish.

B – Beautiful
I – Intelligent
T – Talented
C – Creative
H - Honest

Upper Level Essay Competition

I joined our schools upper level essay writting competition organised by the English Club and sent my entries a few weeks back there. Joy seem to filled my soul when the principle announced that I actually won the competition. I wasn't that pleased with my essay as it was a last minute story. Anyway here's how it goes...

When there's a will, there's a way

I took a sip of my favourite mocha chocolate ice-blended, such a sigh of relaxation and pleasure after a long day of monotonous work. The July sunlight gently kissed my cheeks as I gazed upon the vivid yet friendly orange sky. At that moment I knew that Clair was smiling at me.

My friends were often worried about me after I lost Clair. “After going through such a horrible tragedy, how does it feel to see your dreams come true?” “A horrible tragedy?” I spoke to myself as the memories were still fresh in my mind. “This is not a tragedy, it is a dream come true” I thought myself.

Back in the years, I was always being pointed as the rotten vegetable in my family. I often do things no other siblings in my family would actually do. Although I was from a ideal and perfect family background whereby both of my parents were successful and prestigious business people, I never seem to bother about striving hard or even have a slight thought about my future. Everything I do is always wrong and far beyond perfectness. Despite of my impatient and obstinate attitude, Clair was always beside me to prop up and motivate me in every single thing I do. “When there’s a will, there’s a way” this phrase always hangs in my strong-headed mind of mine.

Clair was my closest cousin I consider in my family; she was a strikingly attractive girl with long jet-black hair and a face of an angel. Her smile often dances in motionless dance steps following everywhere she goes, chasing away all my gloomy and murky days. Clair loves nothing more than swimming or head to the movies with me during weekends. One evening, we decided to go for a swim in a nearby swimming pool. The weather was painted with forget-me-not blue and it was just perfect for a swim.

All of a sudden, I saw Clair gasping helplessly for air. Without any proper thoughts, I jumped into the clear water and pulled her out of the water. Her condition was not that please as her face was totally faded white and she looked very pale. Soon, Clair was sent to the hospital for further check-up. The shock was therefore numbing when doctor claimed that she was diagnosed with liver cancer. Even more so when doctors revealed that the cancer was life-threatening.

My frail heart was broken to into million pieces of glasses. “How could this be? Why! WHY!!!” I shouted with tears flowing down my cheeks from my deep heart core. But Clair’s fighting spirit and perseverance helped her beat the grim of prognosis, just as it helped her endure the treatment that soon began. The chemo wound up shrinking Clair’s tumors. By the time she finished the treatment, the result was clearly miraculously. There was almost no sign of cancer! Once again she proved me that there will always be a shining opening if you have the will to carry on. Sooner, Clair returned to school like any ordinary girl.

Unfortunately, the young girl’s reprieve was short-lived. A few months after her recovery from cancer, came the devastating news that Clair’s cancer had returned. As a friend I comforted and relieved her emotions, cancer is not like any other life-threatening sickness, it does not kill directly but changes one’s personality before it strikes. Realizing how much precious everyday now was, I suggested that our family to go for a vacation to Japan since it was a place where Clair would love to go. But she said no. “I’ve traveled enough.” she told me. “Let other unlucky children go instead.” Her words were scrawny, yet her spirit was as strong as a fighting warrior. What amazes me was the girl seemed remarkably at peace and delight with her fate. Never did she said “Why me?” Instead it was I who would shed tears and break down. The picture of I loosing Clair was really excruciating. To comfort me, Clair would say, “It’s OK, look at my smile.” And there she was smiling and spreading the sweetness of her angelic smile.

Clair took her last breath several months later. The spirit and boundless strength of determination kept Clair alive after the date doctors predicted. I had ask all her friends and family members to wear blue, Clair’s favourite colour, to the funeral. I was rather pleased that everyone attended Clair’s funeral looked there was a sea of blue. Numb and grief, I prayed to God that Clair will be blessed and be in the midst of serenity in heaven. Unnoticed, I began weeping ceaselessly. Each morning I woke up shattered by Clair’s death, the words reverberated in my mind. Clair is gone. I even hear myself saying, “The best time of my life will be when I leave this world and join Clair.”

Time passes by hastily, waiting for no one. Now I’ve already graduated from university (Taylor’s College). It was once a place where Clair and I promised to continue our studies there together. I kept my word, to enjoy and strived hard to live life to its fullest, just as Clair told me a long time ago. That is why I decided to create a legacy to Clair that would help other cancer patients battling cancer. I have already had the intension to lend my helping to cancer patients and at the same time spreading awareness of cancer so that children or other unfortunate may experienced the same live as Clair – to appreciate life. Thus, I made my decision to establish the “Clair Order Fund”, which would help and support cancer research.

For the first time since the lost of Clair, I felt as though my life had a crystal-clear purpose. I had already walked through darkness and nightmares, now all I wanted was to carry my goal of raising money that would go to support cancer research. I had seen how cancer had given me deeper insight into life, and witnessed how Clair transformation into a person who cares a lot, now it was my time to act. I held my pen and start scrawling my diary. “I promised you I will carry on the work I started because you told me that when there’s a will there’s a way, and I believe it. My sweet Clair, thank you.”

Years passed by and the “Clair Order Fund” had been a great success. At the time I started, my goal was only RM100, 000. But now, the number had increase and we manage to accumulate up to RM400, 000. It was undoubtedly a great achievement not only for me but for Clair. Just after I give a talk on cancer in Kuala Lumpur last week, I was interviewed by Majalah 3, a television talk show.

When I gather my family and watch the programme later, I was stunned to see myself speaking clearly and without hesitation. All this while, I was always unable to overcome my awkwardness in front of people. I knew the words had come out naturally this time because I spoke out of my love for Clair.
Once, I attended a memorial for parents who lost either their son or daughters to cancer. It was rather depressing to see such sum of people who experienced the same situation as me. When it was my turn to speak, I would pour out every single word clearly to win admiration from the grief stricken parents by saying, “I once had a very close cousin, named Clair. She left me sobering alone in the dark before but now I stand up and continue to celebrate her life.”

And here I am now still drinking my mocha-chocolate ice-blended from the tip of the straw, indulging my life in serenity and memoirs of the past as my ipod sings melodically and lyrically. “There can be miracle when you believe, though hope is frail, its hard to deal, who knows what miracle you can achieve, when you believe somehow you will, you will when you believe…

(1345 words)

Damn!! SPM Already

Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (SPM) begun on last 12 October, which means its dooms day for all form 5 candidates. Sadly I’ll have to face it as well sooner or later.

 

Fancy how can they survive a whole month of burying themselves in thick text books and numerous calculations *brain ache*. Anyway, I would like to wish all the best to all my seniors and friends. Special luck to everyone.

 

Soon it’s my turn =S

Sickening Fever

My health has been negatively pretentious for the last 2 days. I have been suffering from pyrexia, and archaically known as ague, meaning fever (I had search through the internet for that definition). This is my first time being struck by this disease for the current year; all has been well until it invaded my health for the previous 2 days. Look at the bright side; I got the chance to escape from boredom and monotony in school *evil giggles*. I’ve done 48 hours of entire relaxation and health maintenance whereas all my other friends have to comprehend Miss Tho’s whines and grumbles about our science project. Well, she can’t really put all the blame on us for our belatedness; it’s the teacher’s fault that she instructed us on our science project on the eleventh-hour.

By the way, I can clearly envisage the soulless looks on my friends’ face, staring and barely paying much attention to Mdm. Dayang as she carry on our form 5 Mathematics (Talking about pre-preparation for next year’s syllabus). As a short conclusion, I can state that my fever eventually brings pros to me. From the basis, you can all see I’m still in high spirit and perseverance to type such a endless post.

However I’ve been obliged to consume yucky and awful, white tablets a.k.a panadols every after-meals. I simply have an aversion to take bitter medications, I believe in natural healing and instant revival. Plus, I failed to tang much flavour on my food due to the sickening fever. Fever is an increase in internal body temperature to levels that are above normal body temperature and I simply can’t relate it to tongue-tasting-malfunction. Panadols didn’t revitalize my taste buds and my bulls-eye eggs with hot coco appear to be insipid or “dead”. It is said that fever differs from hypothermia, which is an increase in body temperature over the body's thermoregulatory set-point (due to excessive heat production or insufficient thermoregulation, or both), but I do feel freezing cold most of the time. Thus, I drag my comforter with sweaters wrapped around my body to keep the temperature up. In addition to my sufferings, I can hardly get up from my bed for day 1 for the reason my brain is spinning hastily and everything is upside down.

I’m not hundred percent devoted to the old tradition life style, but grandma said that people who is sick needs to take bath in herb water. Herb water??? My brain is now visualizing a bucket of greenish, reeking water with excessive leafs and roots floating on the surface water *gross*. Wishes come true and so do random thoughts. My thoughts on the “herb water” issue appear to be partially real, only better. The water in the pail is dirty-green in colour with leafs floating and smells foully. Nothing can be done and I finally took my bath with herb water because grandma said that it cures faster in this way *vegetable smell evaporating into the atmosphere*. I didn’t recall anything about aids of herb water in human healing.

Mom made Chinese spaghetti that night with mushrooms, chicken slices and cheese (it’s a little imperfect since there is no tomato paste). It taste great anyway, I got to experience the life of a king thanks to this fever *Hahahahaha*. With every single thing taken care of, I barely need to move a single muscle. The best part is, my brain can finally rest as revision is not needed. My list of house chores can also be crumpled and dumped into the rubbish bin, only that I need to prepare my own breakfast since mom and dad are out. Fever is bad in the sense that it’s not that bad (if you get what I meant).

Azureen: I’m not feeling well these few days

Me: Are you serious?? I’m having fever too for the past 2 days, it’s like we’re spiritually identical twins!!

Azureen: Yeah! I’m having fever and critical cough here. Maybe you and I are un-identical twins. Hahahahaha…

Me: Cool, we do have similarities. You have the look of a pure Chinese. Plus your two big teeth in front, you’re short (not that I’m a shortie, only because I’m not considered tall). Lastly, we suffer from the same fever at the same time!!! Hello Twin!!!

Azureen: Hahahahaha… Its rather weird and funny la. I’m very sick but I still went to school today. By the way, it’s my last day of school.

2 sick people. Hah!

Folly in St. Mary

I bumped into a conversation with my cousin Seraphina today, and after I heard the gossip, I want to publish this news to the “America’s Funniest News” (Not home video since it is theoretical and orally). If there is such reality show, I guess I would have a big chance to run for a million dollars. So, to be different from other typical bloggers, I decided to acquaint the news in a little addition of dialogue form.

Seraphina: Do you have any idea what’s wrong with St. Mary’s school teachers???

Me: *Anxious* What???

Now you see, there has always been this combat or conflict between the St. Theresa and the St. Mary students, so whatever my cousin is going to discharge out later would certainly WON’T BE ANYTHING NICE. Moreover, she’s a Theresian.

Seraphina: *Pouring out everything* they’re like the stupidest beings on earth who doesn’t know how to calculate perimeter!!!

Me: What!!! Seriously??? Perimeter???? You’re telling me that teachers in St. Mary don’t know how to calculate perimeter???

My brain is currently thinking, in the process of recalling the time I learned perimeter. Ah! I actually learned that topic since primary 4. And now Sera is telling me that a Math teacher who is much older *suppose to be educated* than me have no idea how to do question regarding perimeter???? It’s not only unexplainable, it is literally impossible!!! But things just seem to have happened in that manner.

Seraphina: SERIOUSLY!!! Not exactly ALL, but the dumb teacher who’s teaching my sis…*sigh*

(Engielista interrupting defending the dumb teachers who have zero idea in calculating perimeter)

Here’s one of the excellent students in St. Mary who seemed to be showing loyalty and faithfulness towards the school. Even though she has been taught by a teacher who is “smart” enough to have zero knowledge in perimeter, she still insisted to protect her beloved teacher. How touching….Dear Engielista, wake up!!! Your teacher is stupidifying the whole class!!! *mind my innovative invention in English Vocabularies*

Seraphina: Shut up!! St. Mary’s SUCKS!!!!!

Me: OMG!!! This is damn hilarious man!!! I simply can’t believe it *expressing laughter*

Seraphina: Oh, moreover those pathetic teachers even got the question and discussed it with other teachers…And guess what?? NO ANSWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One teacher who doesn’t know how to solve a primary school maths question is already considered dumb, now you’re telling me that a bunch of teacher discussing that particular question and yet NOT GETTING ANY ANSWERS is what I called “the end of the world for the Marians”.

Me: *Things just persist on getting hilarious* Goodness gracious, is this an application of idiocy in the society or what!!

Seraphina: Plus!!!! *Drum rolls* It’s a perimeter of a square!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ain’t that amusing…

Me: (I am dumb-struck and speechless to hear the news) SHOOT ME WITH LAUGHTER!!!!!!

A square is a shape with all sides the same, which means we can just solve the so-called “unsolvable” question by adding all the sides in order to get the perimeter, SIMPLE!!! I think there is no one in this world that cannot possibly solve that pitiful math question; it’s a primary school level which means I only have to use 0.000000001% of my brain to think. Wait!!! I can’t use the term “think”, more to “look at the question”. *Sigh*

It's just a drama, no offence to any school teachers.

Jordin Sparks - Tattoo

Oh oh oh

No matter what you say about love
I keep coming back for more
Keep my hand in the fire
Sooner or later I get what I’m asking for

No matter what you say about life
I learned every time I bleed
The truth is stranger
Soul is in danger I gotta let my spirit be free
To admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind
Sorry but I have to move on and leave you behind

I can’t waste time so give it a moment
I realized nothings broken
No need to worry about everything I’ve done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don’t look back got a new direction
I loved you once needed protection
You’re still a part of everything I do
You’re on my heart just like a tattoo
Just like a tattoo
I’ll always have you (I’ll always have you)

*I’m* Sick of playing all these games
It’s not about taking sides
When I looked in the mirror didn’t deliver
It hurt enough to think that I could stop
Admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind
Sorry but I’ve gotta be strong and leave you behind


I can’t waste time so give it a moment
I realized nothings broken
No need to worry about everything I’ve done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don’t look back got a new direction
I loved you once needed protection
You’re still a part of everything I do
You’re on my heart just like a tattoo
Just like a tattoo
I’ll always have you (I’ll always have you)

If I live every moment
Won’t change any moment
Still a part of me in you
I will never regret you
Still the memory of you
Marks everything I do, oh

I can’t waste time so give it a moment
I realized nothings broken
No need to worry about everything I’ve done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don’t look back got a new direction
I loved you once needed protection
You’re still a part of everything I do
You’re on my heart just like a tattoo
Just like a tattoo

I can’t waste time so give it a moment
I realized nothings broken
No need to worry about everything I’ve done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don’t look back got a new direction
I loved you once needed protection
You’re still a part of everything I do
You’re on my heart just like a tattoo
Just like a tattoo
I’ll always have you

Brave Love

Continuation of Scene 1:

Scene 2: As we all know, guys or males will usually make their first move before starting a relationship. However, in this era of modernization things seem to oppose the old norm. Girls in form 1 start to take an earlier action and “chase” after guys whom are good looking, or rather they just want to be bitchy and show off to their friends about their boy friends. I mean in terms of gender, females seem to be gaining courage and bravery more compared to us males DESPITE THEIR YOUNG AGE!!!!!!

This is what I categorized as daring and brave LOVE. Since I am a prefect, I got the chance to put full observation on what’s happening during the process of this “love hunting” thing. Love letters can be easily found in rubbish bins of locker and even books. *You have to understand that this is observably the cheap or rather economical way to illustrate their love to guys*. An additional approach is definitely by SMS, I cannot deny how technology has helped us in our modern world. Even “love” needs high-tech gadgets to be transferred. Of course these are only the few simple techniques that I usually come across to.

Simple & Real Friends

a simple friend has never seen you cry,
a real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

a simple friend doesn’t know your parents’ first name,
a real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.

a simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party,
a real friend comes early to help you cook and clean.

a simple friend despises it when you call after he has gone to bed.
a real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

a simple friend seeks to talk with about his problems,
a real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

a simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument,
a real friend knows that it is not friendship until you’ve had a fight.

a simple friend expects you to always be there for him,
a real friend expects to always be there for you.

this thought is just for those who knows me,
remember that real friendship is the true one.

Simple Nuggets

6.20 p.m, I ate my early dinner and got ready for additional maths tuition. Despite my providential condition that I’m officially freed from exams, I insisted to attend my last tuition class. Ok, things don’t really turn out that well as they were NO FOOD in the kitchen!!!! Combat began to occur in my stomach as it demands for food. Due to insufficient time, I finally decided to go hunt in my refrigerator for food and nuggets are the only thing left, since it was the easiest and most convenient food to cook.

Step 1: Take it out from the refrigerator.

Step 2: Defrost it in the microwave oven.

Step 3: Lay the pan and in goes the oil.

Step 4: Dump the nuggets in and watch them fry.

Step 5: Take them out and add ketchup or mayonnaise.

Step 6: Stuff them in your starving stomach.

6 trouble-free steps to save your ravenously hungry stomach. I would like to express my full gratitude towards the person who invented nuggets; the world is much simpler with nuggets I would say.