Masking an ugly truth,
For the truth is just unbearable,
Faking a smile,
As you no longer feel the joy of smiling
Going around in circles,
To avoid being hurt,
Limiting your boundaries,
For the fear of falling down,
Afraid of opening your heart,
For fear it will break your heart,
Always saying no,
As to avoid disappointments,
Hiding your inner self,
For the world is just too intimidating,
Pretending to be someone else,
As being yourself isn't good enough,
This is the great pretender.
~wern~
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Paint My Love
I have Thursday night and the whole Friday plan laid out. It's going to be a hectic one, CNY shopping, visiting, eating and of course watching the tube.
I feel like eating tong sui now. *slurps*
I feel like eating tong sui now. *slurps*
Sunday, February 7, 2010
The Door
Standing steadily up against a wall , it opens to a new horizon, separates two mindsets, two opinions, and two extreme ends. When closed it's just a fixture, a camouflage. It remained hidden amidst the strong and powerful walls terrorising its fragile body. The jewels in the other room will remained buried, unseen and unheard.
With just a gentle push, the door can be open and we can untangle its mystery and power. Never let a piece of wood refrain you from discovering new things, new adventures. Never judge a door by its exterior appearance, what's inside may unleash your inner self.
A door, is like a boundary just without any written rules asking you not to pass beyond it. It's just the fear of getting hurt that becomes the unofficial golden rule. We are often shoveled to a corner and are expected to do what we are told. We are expected to just follow what the others are doing, no questions asked. The world is slowly revolving into a tiny piece of dot, so rigid yet so frightening.
We are slowly losing our creativity with all the rules laid out for us. To every issue, there's always a pro and anti group. Priority is given to the "bigger" group, and all of us are asked to insert a microchip in our brains, requiring us to do what is "right"
The door, a line drawn by us as we are just too afraid to step out from our little comfort zone and the stereotyped zone the society has in mind for us.
The door, just a piece of wood yet so deafening and intimidating.
Yes people, it is the DOOR.
With just a gentle push, the door can be open and we can untangle its mystery and power. Never let a piece of wood refrain you from discovering new things, new adventures. Never judge a door by its exterior appearance, what's inside may unleash your inner self.
A door, is like a boundary just without any written rules asking you not to pass beyond it. It's just the fear of getting hurt that becomes the unofficial golden rule. We are often shoveled to a corner and are expected to do what we are told. We are expected to just follow what the others are doing, no questions asked. The world is slowly revolving into a tiny piece of dot, so rigid yet so frightening.
We are slowly losing our creativity with all the rules laid out for us. To every issue, there's always a pro and anti group. Priority is given to the "bigger" group, and all of us are asked to insert a microchip in our brains, requiring us to do what is "right"
The door, a line drawn by us as we are just too afraid to step out from our little comfort zone and the stereotyped zone the society has in mind for us.
The door, just a piece of wood yet so deafening and intimidating.
Yes people, it is the DOOR.
Unfold It, Savour It, Absolute Bliss
Went to Penang with Mandy, her sis and her sis's boyfriend yesterday. Left AIMST around 11 and reached Qbay at 12.30. Had lunch at T-Bowl, a uniquely innovative toilet concept restaurant. Ordered Tuna Cheese Baked rice but didn't manage to finish it.
We then watched The Spy Next Door. The movie was hmmm, not bad I would say. I find it weird seeing Billy Ray Cyrus acting in the movie, after being all too familiarised seeing him act in Hannah Montana.
The bloopers were hilarious though
"I Hate English"
Shopped for a couple of hours then we headed back. Sungei Wang's clothes prices are definitely much lower priced. Meaning we can get almost identical or 100% identical clothes for about 50% off in Sungei Wang, in the "ALL FOR RM25" shops. The only drawback that we can't try the clothes. That wouldn't be much of a problem right, girls??? *wink**wink*
Chinese New Year is next Sunday, *kaching*
We then watched The Spy Next Door. The movie was hmmm, not bad I would say. I find it weird seeing Billy Ray Cyrus acting in the movie, after being all too familiarised seeing him act in Hannah Montana.
The bloopers were hilarious though"I Hate English"
Shopped for a couple of hours then we headed back. Sungei Wang's clothes prices are definitely much lower priced. Meaning we can get almost identical or 100% identical clothes for about 50% off in Sungei Wang, in the "ALL FOR RM25" shops. The only drawback that we can't try the clothes. That wouldn't be much of a problem right, girls??? *wink**wink*
Chinese New Year is next Sunday, *kaching*Thursday, February 4, 2010
Have Fun In The Sea
It's Friday tomorrow peeps, F R I D A Y...... can you feel it coming??? Fell down yesterday, mind you it wasn't just any fall, but it involved a very "unique" slide. Kind of scary come to think of it now, it's like as though I was on a slide just that the surface wasn't FLAT. Luckily Mandy(previously known as Ying Ying 2) grabbed hold of my hand, if not I would have landed on the ground floor, and my butt would be flatten like a pancake. It happened on the flight of stairs from the third floor to the second floor at the Dentistry Faculty. Reminder to all AIMSTERS: be careful when walking down the stairs, it's kinda slippery and narrow.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Finger Licking Friday
Went to Tesco just now, with my friends. Took our dinner at Old Town, had a great laughing session. The food was nice too.
I bought a printer too, at last. Came back and started installing the CD and all those things needed to get the printer running. Tried printing a picture to ensure the printer is functioning well, but somehow I was greeted with spots of smudged ink on the paper. I thought maybe it's normal because I am printing something for the first time. To my dismay the same thing happened again after my second attempt. I was feeling kind of worried. I then tried to put my investigating skill to good use, and VOILA I managed to detect the culprit. The VENTILATION HOLE was closed!!! Pressure wasn't exerted, hmmmm PHYSICS.
"If this was America I would sue"
(^.^)
(^.^)
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Fa Mulan
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
It's Time For An Update
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Of Dreams
I dreamt about 3 totally unrelated dreams last night. No, I am not chased by a monster, or any of those sort of dreams. People that were in my dream: my primary and secondary school friends, my former teachers, my American pen pal which I supposed to have, 2 baddies, my aunt.
Dream 1:
I was at my primary school attending Hari Keluarga, I met lots of friends there, including my childhood friend Li Huay. I asked her to accompany me while I explore the school, as I misses it badly. She rejected at first so I went on my own, but a short while later I saw her behind me. We walked and walked, until we reached a house, we even went in to do some tie dye with paper napkin. We presumed it was the headmaster's house.
When we went back to meet up with the rest, they asked whether we should go some place to buy presents for our teachers.......
Somehow the story stopped there.
Dream 2:
I was at my grandparents' house rummaging through some old letters, when I discovered a letter addressed to me still sealed. I read the letter, It was from my pen pal about 18 years ago, having a pen pal at a age of 2, magical isn't it. She was from America, I called her family from the contact number she left of the letter but I discovered she died recently due to natural disaster.
Dream 3:
I was alone in a deserted car park when I saw two man dressed in yellow behaving very oddly, I knew something was amiss and quickly made my exit.
Then before I knew it I woke up and it was 12 noon and here I am typing out the chronological sequence of my dream. Going to eat tuna spread later, can you smell something fishy?
Dream 1:
I was at my primary school attending Hari Keluarga, I met lots of friends there, including my childhood friend Li Huay. I asked her to accompany me while I explore the school, as I misses it badly. She rejected at first so I went on my own, but a short while later I saw her behind me. We walked and walked, until we reached a house, we even went in to do some tie dye with paper napkin. We presumed it was the headmaster's house.
When we went back to meet up with the rest, they asked whether we should go some place to buy presents for our teachers.......
Somehow the story stopped there.
Dream 2:
I was at my grandparents' house rummaging through some old letters, when I discovered a letter addressed to me still sealed. I read the letter, It was from my pen pal about 18 years ago, having a pen pal at a age of 2, magical isn't it. She was from America, I called her family from the contact number she left of the letter but I discovered she died recently due to natural disaster.
Dream 3:
I was alone in a deserted car park when I saw two man dressed in yellow behaving very oddly, I knew something was amiss and quickly made my exit.
Then before I knew it I woke up and it was 12 noon and here I am typing out the chronological sequence of my dream. Going to eat tuna spread later, can you smell something fishy?
Monday, January 18, 2010
My Apo
It was in the morning before I left for school, I was lying on the bed when Mama received a phone call saying that Apo has passed away. It wasn't a shocking news for us as Apo has been sick for a few weeks prior to her death. Yet I failed to control my tear glands and I started crying. We made our journey to Apo's house, the house I lived till I was 8.
I looked at Apo, holding back my tears, she has gone to Heaven. I sat on the sofa crying, consoled by my cousin brother. The funeral parlour people came, and they did their job. I still went to school that day as I had a Living Skill project to be completed.
Till this day I will always remember Apo, and the red wormy like preserved fruit she loved to eat. Apo will always boil Kacang Soup for me Che Che as that's our favourite soup. She will always have a small black radio near her when she is sleeping, playing Chinese Oldies.
Even during her golden years her hair is still silky black, it is in the genes said Mama. She felt sick few weeks prior to her death, and few days before she passed away, she asked me and Che Che to spend a night with her, we knew her time was up. My sister was away for her National Service few weeks before Apo death and Apo came on asking Mama when will Che Che be back. We all knew that she was going to die and she wanted to meet all her grandchildren before she leave this world.
Come this March and it will be 6 years since Apo left us. A lots of happy things happened, and I know that she is in Heaven smiling and giving us her blessings. Apo may you rest in peace and remember you will always have a place in all our hearts. You may not be here to witnessed Koko's wedding and the birth of your first great granddaughter, but you will always be our dearest Apo.
Che Che and I have been very fortunate to have Apo taking care of us, cooking us meals and nagging us at times. I have many fond memories with Che Che at my grandparents' place, it was the place I first learnt to roller skate.
Life have to go on even with your loved ones gone. They wouldn't want to see us crying but instead seeing us moving on with our life. Even with their absence, their presence will always be there in our heart.

Apo I love you.
I looked at Apo, holding back my tears, she has gone to Heaven. I sat on the sofa crying, consoled by my cousin brother. The funeral parlour people came, and they did their job. I still went to school that day as I had a Living Skill project to be completed.
Till this day I will always remember Apo, and the red wormy like preserved fruit she loved to eat. Apo will always boil Kacang Soup for me Che Che as that's our favourite soup. She will always have a small black radio near her when she is sleeping, playing Chinese Oldies.
Even during her golden years her hair is still silky black, it is in the genes said Mama. She felt sick few weeks prior to her death, and few days before she passed away, she asked me and Che Che to spend a night with her, we knew her time was up. My sister was away for her National Service few weeks before Apo death and Apo came on asking Mama when will Che Che be back. We all knew that she was going to die and she wanted to meet all her grandchildren before she leave this world.
Come this March and it will be 6 years since Apo left us. A lots of happy things happened, and I know that she is in Heaven smiling and giving us her blessings. Apo may you rest in peace and remember you will always have a place in all our hearts. You may not be here to witnessed Koko's wedding and the birth of your first great granddaughter, but you will always be our dearest Apo.
Che Che and I have been very fortunate to have Apo taking care of us, cooking us meals and nagging us at times. I have many fond memories with Che Che at my grandparents' place, it was the place I first learnt to roller skate.
Life have to go on even with your loved ones gone. They wouldn't want to see us crying but instead seeing us moving on with our life. Even with their absence, their presence will always be there in our heart.
Apo I love you.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Reminiscing The Past
I love listening to patriotic songs, I just love the kind of mood it creates whilst listening to them, subtle yet breathtaking. Somehow or rather the new and upbeat patriotic songs these days haven't really thrown me into full swing yet. You know the feeling "oooh, it's a patriotic song.........that's it", there's no urge to sing along to it. Call me an old school girl perhaps.
Here's a few songs I ♥love♥.
Walked to Semeling Town yesterday for dinner with a bunch of friends. Me and Carmen started singing patriotic songs along the way, it's kind of refreshing in a way instead of singing to the in-songs.
Holidays coming to an end. Anyway what's your favourite patriotic song? Jalur Gemilang? Sejahtera Malaysia? Keranamu Malaysia?
Holidays coming to an end. Anyway what's your favourite patriotic song? Jalur Gemilang? Sejahtera Malaysia? Keranamu Malaysia?
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