Open Day '09

Please seek my alleged corpse tomorrow after the PTA session.
Around 10, maybe?




EDITED on 7/3:

The old man just can't stop condemning me.

My ears are itching to hear something else.

Ini lah nasib model-model Malaysia

Photosphere di lombong was exhilarating and nuts! Lain kali nak naik four-wheeler, driver sila lihat belakang sebelum mengundur. Nasib baik aku tak mati lagi. Fufu.

OFF course

Qualquer coisa para você, meu herói.

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SAVED :
to remove from danger or harm
[the fire fighter saved my brother from the burning building]


Synonyms :
deliver, redeem

Related Words :
reclaim, reform; forgive, pardon, remit; bless, hallow; consecrate, purify, sanctify

Synonyms : bail out, deliver, rescue

Related Words :
salvage; emancipate, free, liberate, manumit, release; disentangle, extricate; recover

I find solace knowing that I am SAVED from the terrors of PLKN.

Only for the 7/2010 series la. But still, Najwa Syabirah is one of the chosen ones. Tsk.

The boys are singing "Gee" on Music Bank!

Too cracking to resist.

Sweet reverie

Sometimes I wonder whether dreams are meant to arouse us. I've always had heartbroken dreams plaguing my nights. Like today, for instance. The morning shower and a short nap after before the clouds recite the morning sun. I couldn't see clearly at first before the view came before me. It had supposed to be a surreal reality. Oh how I wish that it was the case because his very presence had always lived inside my heart.


He's a devil in disguise.


He's the only one that I want.



"Sayang, I can't lie to you," he said.


I've sighed heavily and shrugged him off. He smiled knowingly that I wouldn't care regardless how messy I may looked like. I haven't seen him for almost a year and nothing could've stop our meeting back to square one. My eyes brimmed with tears when I caught a glimpse of him during the school's assembly a few minutes ago. Knowing that I had never been over him during his absence from my life, I supposed that it is only natural for the bastard to greet me first.


He offered his arms to me and I took it. I didn't know where he was taking me but I was too gullible to care.





The sun came then.


I didn't realized that he had our hands entwined together and kissed it. I stared at him for a long time and our eyes met.


"Smells like the mandarin body mist that you'd liked so much," he said knowingly.


"Stupid," muttered myself


We had a quiet stroll down in the gardens. Like a couple of birds flying up in the sky enjoying the wind. Him and I had no intentions to stop as both if us continued on walking. The trees, the flowers had a strange effect on my vision. It was as if everything was drained of colour. Most things looked a calming shade of grey. Only minutes ago I had seen the light in his hazel eyes.


The soft hand that was holding mine began to disappear.


My eyes filled with tears and then the tears wouldn't stop. My angel continued on walking and I couldn't keep up with his pace. I kept on running and running but I couldn't reach him.




I wish, I thought, that I had confessed everything and hugged him more.


I wish that he wouldn't leave.


I wish -




Before I've realized that everything was just a dream.


A beautiful dream.

Sassy

I doubt that anyone would be watching this but ... it took me 4 days to finish it off. The weekends were filled with agony (Two nights at my grandmother's. Being a lazy child in the family and the eldest ; Haih. Jangan cerita lah) .


At the very least, I had my tickets for next week's Transformers at Bukit Raja. My uncle couldn't pick any place "cooler" weyh. Adoi. I'm such a sleep deprived monkey. It is not in my nature to write Manglish in my posts.


Here's the love triangle :

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I've mentioned in my recent twitter post that I'll be entering the TBS' Accountancy Quiz for the whizz 2009 at Taylor's. Well, I can conclude that last Saturday, the questions were bitching and the people (mostly Chinese) made me feel suffocated. Not in a bad way, of course. Unlike us the lazy arses, the winners hoard their ACCA book around like rabbits with their carrots all morning. Even more so during the last minute before I jeopardized my future by replying MMSes with my dad who'd just landed at Changi Airport.



The competitive aura inside the hall made me go AWOL. Their mind set and concentration were entertaining. The silence, the absurd looks the team mates gave each other. UGH. I can't wait to get the hell outta there. The walls were screaming murder at me.



"Sekolah Cina lah menang ni. Dah takde can da . . .," was what my team mates were thinking.



My mind was banged up pretty badly during the first question. Kept on flipping non-stop and my mouth gaped. The questions were nothing like the ones we had during the preliminary level. I CAN'T EVEN RECALL WHAT A COMPANY DOES DAMMIT!!! (Almost answered something stupid but I peeked over the chick's paper on my right. Had no choice but to live a lie for the rest of my life T_T) . I screwed my number two and the last five. Seriously weyh, soalan bank reconciliation dia satu macam. Tergamam aku sekejap. In addition, I didn't even get to know anyone because everyone don't want to talk to anyone! So much for a sweet talker. Syeesh.




Congratulations to Chung Hwa Independent School.

Consider yourselves credited. :)

Mag Inc - Identity Crisis

This is it.


The moment of humiliation.

Multiply it by 4

Mommy took the liberty to get the items for me. There's the cd case, stokings (WTH?!), mug and the super-awesome Super Junior's "SORRY SORRY" album repacked! The album was released sometime this month and I'm one of the first! Woohoo!






Yesterday :


H1N1 MANIA
I think the disease is a joke to some bunch of rabbits we have here.







This is why we're famous for our whory-gory-pink-crowned-glory. We just can't live without jokes in this world.


Thanks Cheet and Joe. You both made the stress go away. :)





Picture taken from Azmir's MySpace and to my beloved ash-hole - Happy 17th Birthday!