Monday, July 27, 2009

TONNES OF STEEL SHOOK THE GROUND BENEATH THE WHEELS.


where's platform nine and three quarters?
i need a ticket badly.
PESSIMIST [pes-uh-mist] //
–noun
1. a person who habitually sees or anticipates the worst or is disposed to be gloomy
2. an adherent of the doctrine of pessimism


people usually dont associate me with this word because i show too much smile and laughter as a facade. i dont blame anyone for it.
i can get royally annoyed when people use this on me because i would never believe myself to be less of a cheerbug than i show that i am.
but the truth is, i am and i dwell alot in negative thoughts. worst of all, half the time i dont realise it.

HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS
HATE THIS

note to self// celebrate your life.

Friday, July 24, 2009

[jukebox track >>> innocence- avril lavigne]

HOLA, MY NOLA.
life in a one-liner? THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM.
i dunno, never believe that life can be that stagnant or smoothsailing. or maybe i've seeing too much of the negatives.
anyway been down with the sickness. H1n1, i thought. but i didnt have any fever. then this jack suddenly popped out some infectious mononucleosis that he probably passed to me and syahmi cos we shared the same sandwich. turns out i dont have it (i think. since i have no adverse reactions after taking in my antibiotics)
it's the FLU SEASON, GUYS. take care pleaseeeeeeee.
(& THANK YOU GEEKY, AUNTIE AND UNCLE LOW FOR TAKING CARE OF ME WHEN IM SICK LIKE SHITTT. YOU GUYS FEEL LIKE FAMILY.)

i think this picture is kinda hilarious. marsha trying to be sexy, me acting like some triad leader and azhar doing the WE WANT YOU thing in the american propagandas. oh well, that's us.

i miss school.

(not the books. the people, of course.)

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

[jukebox track>>> dont stop till you get enough- michael jackson]

OWH!

bye bye MJ.
will miss your moonwalks, toe stands, mean facial expressions, tight pants & fedoras many much.
(sis and bro in law are vigorously learning how to dance the thriller moves which i personally think is more disturbing than the zombies in the video. HAHA.)

Monday, July 6, 2009

[jukebox track>>> black and white- michael jackson]

Write a reflective composition of not over 350 words on "THE BEST I EVER HAD".


there is no amount of THANK YOUs that i can say for having you in my life. i was always lost, rebellious, stubborn (still am) and egoistic in my own way. i was not a great person or the best girlfriend in the world. i lived in a mad world of broken timelines and family. but you stood by all these ugly sides of me and shouldered all my wilful actions and weird decisions. i've took a few wrong turns and you guided me back, slowly but still, progressively towards a REAL happier life (not build on labels or sociality). i may get violent with you like slapping you a little (okay quite a couple of times) for fun sometimes or get easily agitated at your qualms but i swear i never meant for any of those to become a barrier between us. we've had our ups and downs, me not being able to be sensitive enough cos my past relationships kinda numb that switch of mine but you switched it on for me. and now im too sensitive and you try to shimmer your rage and cheer me up ( NUTELLA KISSES!). you being easily angry with me and me not being able to see beyond your angry words but broken heart. the two times i lied to you, the two times you mentioned the forbidden verbs. we're not perfect, no relationships are. but we're learning to mend it with our faith. I know we'll go on forever if we learn to make things better this way. No one can make me super angry and super happy like you, no one has shared more of my burdens and get more affected than me like you, no one can ever sing so beautifully like you (the melodyless Deep and Meaningless. haha) and no one has nicer curly wurlys that i wanna lay my fatface onto like yours (OUCH). there is no place i'd rather be than snuggling in your heart . i dont remember why i found you cute when i first saw you in James's DOTA class but im glad i did. I dont remember why i chose to just slow down my steps and talk to you first at esplanade after high tea but im glad i did. i dunno why i chose to kiss your lips instead of your forehead at the balcony but im glad i did. i dunno why He led me to you at first, but now im really glad He did. i guess God really works in mysterious ways. really really.

my new found reason of everything to be joyful for. through my falls, my weaknesses and my temper, you were there to get angry and teach me to be that person that i thought i was but i wasnt. you came by and light up my path for me. my guide, my breath of fresh air, my pillar and my hope and all my wonders, you are part of it all and always will be. LUB EUU DIP DIPZXZX, LOW CHEN LONG.

//shit. it's over 350 but i think i deserve an A, sir. (: