I'm bored. I arrived at Changi about an hour and a half ago. The internet session only lasts 15 minutes, so i can't play my game. ><
So, lucky you guys, i decided to write my blog, since the keyboard is so nice and springy. =D
Lynnie, jeeng and yeng came to the airport. Thnx guys. *hugs* Really appreciate it. Thnx too to those who want to but couldn't make it. It's perfectly all right. =) I somehow thought that i might cry at the departure hall, but i didn't. After i waved the last goodbye to them when i got past the screening, i felt tears forming. No, they didn't come out. =)
So now, here i am, 'stranded' in Changi. 6 hours to go...doing...nothing? It's actually quite amazing. They have flights to everywhere at 'everytime'. No wonder the whole airport still have a substantial amount of people, even though it's 12++ am.
My session's about up. Guess i'll end this blog here. If Narita has free internet, i Might write. Might. =D
Everyone take care! And lynnie, i think i'll definitely have more than 2 updates in 6 months. This being the first one. XD
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Saturday, August 25, 2007
3 days.....
Should i make a countdown?
... Nah...
too much trouble.
Hello again peeps. Yes, I'm still in Penang. Packing, yes. Lazing around, yes. Playing tennis and badminton, yes. Had a party, yes.
Time to watch a movie? Maybe. (Hui Sien don't kill me >.< I'm kinda 'grounded' for now... and it takes me ages to beg for permission to go out T.T)
So... I'm great. =D And May, i think i got my spirit back. ^_^
... Nah...
too much trouble.
Hello again peeps. Yes, I'm still in Penang. Packing, yes. Lazing around, yes. Playing tennis and badminton, yes. Had a party, yes.
Time to watch a movie? Maybe. (Hui Sien don't kill me >.< I'm kinda 'grounded' for now... and it takes me ages to beg for permission to go out T.T)
So... I'm great. =D And May, i think i got my spirit back. ^_^
Monday, August 13, 2007
I am Dead ~ Continuation
So.
So.
I survived, i think. I felt fine on Saturday, no problems at all. Woke up feeling slightly stiff in both my arms and legs, but still movable. So, i went for tennis. 'Lucky' me, he did extra warm-ups, including frog jumps. T.T
Freak!
Came home, limping slightly. Walked around Queensbay with my parents (still limping), and sat all night during a function coz i refused to move.
And today.... i'm dead. I can't bend my knee without pain, literally. T.T
But, i'll live. =)
So.
I survived, i think. I felt fine on Saturday, no problems at all. Woke up feeling slightly stiff in both my arms and legs, but still movable. So, i went for tennis. 'Lucky' me, he did extra warm-ups, including frog jumps. T.T
Freak!
Came home, limping slightly. Walked around Queensbay with my parents (still limping), and sat all night during a function coz i refused to move.
And today.... i'm dead. I can't bend my knee without pain, literally. T.T
But, i'll live. =)
Friday, August 10, 2007
I am Dead ~ First part
I am so Dead.
Had Yoga on Thursday, and my legs are currently very tired. Cut my finger yesterday too, on my right hand. *sigh*
And tomorrow.... i'm having a cross-country run in the morning, badminton in the afternoon, and tennis training session on Sunday morning.
Ouch?
Tell me all about it. >.<
......to be continued on Sunday......
....If i survived....
Had Yoga on Thursday, and my legs are currently very tired. Cut my finger yesterday too, on my right hand. *sigh*
And tomorrow.... i'm having a cross-country run in the morning, badminton in the afternoon, and tennis training session on Sunday morning.
Ouch?
Tell me all about it. >.<
......to be continued on Sunday......
....If i survived....
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Counting the days...
Today is the 8th of August. In exactly 20 days' time, i will be on my flight outta this small island. Hurrah?
It struck me today, that i'm actually leaving. After getting my plane ticket this morning, holding it in my hand i thought... i'm really going. LOL. Don't as me why i feel like that...i don't know myself...
And now, i'm flustered.
1. My table is still a mess. (Less of a mess than it was before, but still, a mess.)
2. My luggage is still unpacked. (Though it's stuffed fulled with the stuff that i bought but nvr unpacked.)
3. My list of 'to-bring stuff' is still incomplete.
4. My list of 'to-do things before leaving' is still incomplete.
5. My list of 'to-do things after i arrive' has not even been started yet.
6. My stories are half-written.
7. I'm running out of cash.
In short:
I'm DOOMED.
I think.
It struck me today, that i'm actually leaving. After getting my plane ticket this morning, holding it in my hand i thought... i'm really going. LOL. Don't as me why i feel like that...i don't know myself...
And now, i'm flustered.
1. My table is still a mess. (Less of a mess than it was before, but still, a mess.)
2. My luggage is still unpacked. (Though it's stuffed fulled with the stuff that i bought but nvr unpacked.)
3. My list of 'to-bring stuff' is still incomplete.
4. My list of 'to-do things before leaving' is still incomplete.
5. My list of 'to-do things after i arrive' has not even been started yet.
6. My stories are half-written.
7. I'm running out of cash.
In short:
I'm DOOMED.
I think.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Am i that sentimental?
Around 8.30 pm, i set about cleaning out my desk and its drawers, which my mother told me to do about 2 months ago. It was dusty and dirty. Very. I flipped through piles and piles of papers, notes and exercises, and, without even looking at them, i piled them all on the 'recycle paper' place. Well, a few topics caught my eye, like 'Trigonometry", and "functions"... so i decided to keep the maths, as i might need them there. This was n't hard at all.
Next, i began turning out the drawers one by one. More personal stuff this time. I couldn't bear to throw them away, no matter how old they were. I know i probably won't use them, and maybe not go looking for them again, but i just can't do it. Every item i picked up, brought about another memory, tucked deep inside of my brain, my memory and my heart.
I recovered old birthday presents i received long ago, and remembered painfully the friends i'm about to leave behind. My old friends, classmates, even aquaintances. I found the old souvenirs made by my prefect juniors for my farewell, which brought back memories of us, prefects, basically living together. It tugs at my heart, realizing now how much i actually miss them, and how i will miss them always, not having them beside me, not knowing when we'll all see each other again. I found pictures of my exchange trips, and found myself missing Eema and Marzi, wondering how they're doing. And of Lianne, Shannon, Nicole and the rest of my CA friends, hoping one day soon, i'll see them again.
And so, having thrown nothing away, i now have boxes of 'junk', as my mother calls them. They may be junk, but what they remind me of is definitely not junk, and hence, they shall not be thrown away.
Am i really, that sentimental?
Next, i began turning out the drawers one by one. More personal stuff this time. I couldn't bear to throw them away, no matter how old they were. I know i probably won't use them, and maybe not go looking for them again, but i just can't do it. Every item i picked up, brought about another memory, tucked deep inside of my brain, my memory and my heart.
I recovered old birthday presents i received long ago, and remembered painfully the friends i'm about to leave behind. My old friends, classmates, even aquaintances. I found the old souvenirs made by my prefect juniors for my farewell, which brought back memories of us, prefects, basically living together. It tugs at my heart, realizing now how much i actually miss them, and how i will miss them always, not having them beside me, not knowing when we'll all see each other again. I found pictures of my exchange trips, and found myself missing Eema and Marzi, wondering how they're doing. And of Lianne, Shannon, Nicole and the rest of my CA friends, hoping one day soon, i'll see them again.
And so, having thrown nothing away, i now have boxes of 'junk', as my mother calls them. They may be junk, but what they remind me of is definitely not junk, and hence, they shall not be thrown away.
Am i really, that sentimental?
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Ouch
Today was the first time in many days i woke up before 8am...
Why, you may ask... hence i shall tell the story from the very beginning...
Yesterday afternoon, i received an sms from a certain fren, asking if i wanted to have tennis lessons with her. It's 2 hours per session, and 100 for 4 sessions. The first one would be tomorrow (which is today), 8 in the morning. After not much consideration, my parents said yes. I was amazed.
Ok, so i woke up at 7, drank milk, and waited for her to pick me up. We went there, and since neither of use had seen the coach before, we stood there, looking at idiots. We went into the courts, only to find the person is not our coach. >< (slightly embarrassing, yes.)
Our coach finally came, and we started the morning, by running 3 rounds around the 3 tennis courts. T.T We were in the beginners group and felt very old, coz they were kids, literally. After a lot of threats such as "If u Don't lift ur right heel, u're running 50 rounds around the court"...or... "if u dun pull up ur hand, 10 push-ups, one hand, left hand, baby finger"... and a few hours of racquets and sun, the lesson was over. I was VERY hungry.
Now, for badminton... We played around.and i managed to hit 4 people with the shuttlecok. Guys, I'm SO sorry! T.T After that we had ice-cold ais kacang.... AHHHHHHH~~~~~ =)
And i slept for about...3 hours... upon reaching home. ^_^
And i have a feeling, my body will ache all over tomorrow. >.< HELP!
Why, you may ask... hence i shall tell the story from the very beginning...
Yesterday afternoon, i received an sms from a certain fren, asking if i wanted to have tennis lessons with her. It's 2 hours per session, and 100 for 4 sessions. The first one would be tomorrow (which is today), 8 in the morning. After not much consideration, my parents said yes. I was amazed.
Ok, so i woke up at 7, drank milk, and waited for her to pick me up. We went there, and since neither of use had seen the coach before, we stood there, looking at idiots. We went into the courts, only to find the person is not our coach. >< (slightly embarrassing, yes.)
Our coach finally came, and we started the morning, by running 3 rounds around the 3 tennis courts. T.T We were in the beginners group and felt very old, coz they were kids, literally. After a lot of threats such as "If u Don't lift ur right heel, u're running 50 rounds around the court"...or... "if u dun pull up ur hand, 10 push-ups, one hand, left hand, baby finger"... and a few hours of racquets and sun, the lesson was over. I was VERY hungry.
Now, for badminton... We played around.and i managed to hit 4 people with the shuttlecok. Guys, I'm SO sorry! T.T After that we had ice-cold ais kacang.... AHHHHHHH~~~~~ =)
And i slept for about...3 hours... upon reaching home. ^_^
And i have a feeling, my body will ache all over tomorrow. >.< HELP!
Friday, August 3, 2007
Forgiveness.
I formally apologize for the 'hate blog' i wrote last night. It was very unlike me, but I won't be deleting it. I was literally furious and fuming.
I'm sorry if I made u guys worried. I'm completely fine now. A bit shaken, probably, but great. =D
And no, I will not forgive that guy. And if I knew any curses, I would use ALL of them on him.
May you rot in hell, whoever you are.
I'm sorry if I made u guys worried. I'm completely fine now. A bit shaken, probably, but great. =D
And no, I will not forgive that guy. And if I knew any curses, I would use ALL of them on him.
May you rot in hell, whoever you are.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
F***K OFF~~~~~~
STUPID GUY......STUPID STUPID BRAINLESS PERSON.......
I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u.
Whoever u are.
...................................................................................................................................................................
Just now, at 8.30 pm, we were watching television in the living room. We heard some sounds from the side door. At first, we thought it was another stray cat trying to come in (we had those before...), but the sound got louder. My mum screamed, trying to frighten off the cat, but instead of a cat, we should a big fat shadow.
We turned on ALL the lights in the house and saw, right in front of our side door, was a pole, with a hook installed on top, lying guilty there. It's owner fled, of course. The police came, and my mum lost her handbag. Yea, her handphone...cards...everything. Gone.
Nobody saw his(their!) face(s), and now i'm freaking mad! MAD, coz he took something of ours. MAD, coz he made my mum worry.
HANDS OFF OUR STUFF, and FEET OFF OUR PROPERTY, U F**KING A**HOLE!!!!!!!!!
U DARE COME OUR HOUSE AGAIN.........
THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY.
I'M NOT BLOODY JOKING WITH U DUDE, whoever u are.
And for the rest of u (my frens), i'm not scolding at u guys. ^.^ Just ignore it.
I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u. I hate u.
Whoever u are.
...................................................................................................................................................................
Just now, at 8.30 pm, we were watching television in the living room. We heard some sounds from the side door. At first, we thought it was another stray cat trying to come in (we had those before...), but the sound got louder. My mum screamed, trying to frighten off the cat, but instead of a cat, we should a big fat shadow.
We turned on ALL the lights in the house and saw, right in front of our side door, was a pole, with a hook installed on top, lying guilty there. It's owner fled, of course. The police came, and my mum lost her handbag. Yea, her handphone...cards...everything. Gone.
Nobody saw his(their!) face(s), and now i'm freaking mad! MAD, coz he took something of ours. MAD, coz he made my mum worry.
HANDS OFF OUR STUFF, and FEET OFF OUR PROPERTY, U F**KING A**HOLE!!!!!!!!!
U DARE COME OUR HOUSE AGAIN.........
THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY.
I'M NOT BLOODY JOKING WITH U DUDE, whoever u are.
And for the rest of u (my frens), i'm not scolding at u guys. ^.^ Just ignore it.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Loneliness
Shadows in the dark
illuminated by the fire.
Echoes of laughter
carried by the wind.
Patterns in the dust
formed on the earth.
Images of the past
reflected in the rivers.
The company of many
will soon become none.
The sounds of comfort
shall fade away slow.
The assuring pats
will be there no more.
The encouraging words
shall be heard no more.
For soon I shall walk
alone in my stride.
Facing ghosts of loneliness
in my day and night.
Hmm...alright maybe i am feeling a lil' down...and it doesn't rhyme..again...
Seriously...i think i should give up poetry...
Seriously...i think i should give up poetry...
Well...
it's been some time since i've updated my blog... like really update it..
For u guys out there, i'm fine. I'm still in Penang, amongst the comfort of my room, my house, my computer, my car, my handphone and of course, my friends. Not all of them, but most of them.
I am currently toiling away, squeezing stories for 4-year-old kids, while spending time chatting with people online. I've met my future college-mates, and theyy are wonderful people. Really. =D I'm looking forward to September more than ever.
And yet, as each day goes past... a feel a slight tug in my heart as I wake up in the morning. No, I don't have a heart disease; yes, i'm perfectly fine (except maybe i'm coming down with flu). It's saddening, knowing that every day past is a day closer to the parting of ways. Our ways. We're spliting off, flying in different directions at different times, hell we even come back on diffferent seasons even. When will All of us be able to sit down and just laugh together?
Thank god for internet. Guys, Please. Add me on MSN, or prefably Skype. And also Facebook. Please. And if you guys are free, I heard there are plenty great movies coming up this month...I think...*clears throats*
*hints*
You get what I mean, right?? ^_^
For u guys out there, i'm fine. I'm still in Penang, amongst the comfort of my room, my house, my computer, my car, my handphone and of course, my friends. Not all of them, but most of them.
I am currently toiling away, squeezing stories for 4-year-old kids, while spending time chatting with people online. I've met my future college-mates, and theyy are wonderful people. Really. =D I'm looking forward to September more than ever.
And yet, as each day goes past... a feel a slight tug in my heart as I wake up in the morning. No, I don't have a heart disease; yes, i'm perfectly fine (except maybe i'm coming down with flu). It's saddening, knowing that every day past is a day closer to the parting of ways. Our ways. We're spliting off, flying in different directions at different times, hell we even come back on diffferent seasons even. When will All of us be able to sit down and just laugh together?
Thank god for internet. Guys, Please. Add me on MSN, or prefably Skype. And also Facebook. Please. And if you guys are free, I heard there are plenty great movies coming up this month...I think...*clears throats*
*hints*
You get what I mean, right?? ^_^
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