Sunday 30 October 2011
Whatever you say.
我永远都是错的 。 Hopefully I'll leave as soon as possible. Leave home or leave this place forever. 有时侯, 真的不是我的错， 但是你死都说是我错。给你说饱他吧。。。没可能是我100％错的好不好？
算了吧， 没feel了。
=CHIcken WINGs=
Monday 24 October 2011
Yes, microblogging is the hype currently. Am looking for a few read-worthy blogs, be it simple rants of someone's daily life or even just thoughts and ideas of practically anybody. Twitter (not against it, but come on!) has killed the fun and creativity in writing, especially blogs. Blogs may be old-fashioned to some, but written words will never lose out to simple dots-and-dashes with a couple of hash-tags and acronyms.
Peeps, if you're at my blog reading this, do drop me your blog address (if you don't mind me reading it-lah) on my Wall at facebook, or just send me an inbox message. Cure my boredom and HEY, it's another extra person to share your thoughts with. :)
=CHIcken WINGs=
Peeps, if you're at my blog reading this, do drop me your blog address (if you don't mind me reading it-lah) on my Wall at facebook, or just send me an inbox message. Cure my boredom and HEY, it's another extra person to share your thoughts with. :)
=CHIcken WINGs=
Saturday 22 October 2011
Don't pray for the problem to go away.
Well, school has been a little relaxing this week. Thank goodness all of our subjects have been covered thoroughly and we're pretty much into revision now. That leaves us with a-little-not-too-much time to chatter and just be a little merry at the moment.
This particular week has been a pretty warm and humid week, especially in school. The electricity supply to our particular block has been cut off for no apparent reason (well, apparently, the fuse box went a little haywire). So, we did complain a little (no, honestly, we complained a lot) about how warm it is. It's very warm, really. Our class was next to a metal awning, or rather roof. The heat is reflected right into our class. FUH! Miss Catherine came into our class for Maths. So we did our Maths and past-year papers and then we related this problem of "warmness" to her. So, she told us the history of Form 6 students in SMK Jinjang to us. Long story.
But there is something that she said that was pretty meaningful. It goes like this: "Wai Yan, I always tell you this, don't say it like this. You should pray for her so that she will get promoted, then she will be transferred to another school!". Paraphrased, it sounds like this: Don't pray for the problem to leave. Pray for yourself that you'll be the one leaving the problem so you'll move on to a place with greener pastures.
So, I've changed my mindset a little. I've changed my requests when I pray. Though sometimes God may not listen and grant all your requests, I do think he'll grant me this wish, just this one time.
To that special someone: I can't let you go even if I wanted to. I refuse to, 'cause I love you. You'll probably never know.
To the person I SMS-ed yesterday: Take care. Don't want you to fall sick. :)
I want alcohol, please.
=CHIcken WINGs=
This particular week has been a pretty warm and humid week, especially in school. The electricity supply to our particular block has been cut off for no apparent reason (well, apparently, the fuse box went a little haywire). So, we did complain a little (no, honestly, we complained a lot) about how warm it is. It's very warm, really. Our class was next to a metal awning, or rather roof. The heat is reflected right into our class. FUH! Miss Catherine came into our class for Maths. So we did our Maths and past-year papers and then we related this problem of "warmness" to her. So, she told us the history of Form 6 students in SMK Jinjang to us. Long story.
But there is something that she said that was pretty meaningful. It goes like this: "Wai Yan, I always tell you this, don't say it like this. You should pray for her so that she will get promoted, then she will be transferred to another school!". Paraphrased, it sounds like this: Don't pray for the problem to leave. Pray for yourself that you'll be the one leaving the problem so you'll move on to a place with greener pastures.
So, I've changed my mindset a little. I've changed my requests when I pray. Though sometimes God may not listen and grant all your requests, I do think he'll grant me this wish, just this one time.
To that special someone: I can't let you go even if I wanted to. I refuse to, 'cause I love you. You'll probably never know.
To the person I SMS-ed yesterday: Take care. Don't want you to fall sick. :)
I want alcohol, please.
=CHIcken WINGs=
Saturday 15 October 2011
Oh back-to-back.
Feeling a little blue and gloomy today. Ain't sick. Just not sound in mind. Wrong amounts of neurotransmitters may lead to depression, as the textbook says. Damn it.
Graduation Day will soon come to pass. Memories in SMK Jinjang that I would not want to keep may soon be forgotten, thrown into eternal oblivion. Those beautiful memories, I will etch them into my heart and may time not distort its charm and lustre.
Photos will be totally necessary on that day. Will be going trigger-happy with my new-found partner, a second-hand DSLR. Ain't no high-range, but still packs a tiny punch.
All the best cameras won't mean a thing if I can't have a shot, a picture, a concrete memory, of you with me. Just one shot, will you?
Am hoping these last few days in high-school, pre-tertiary studies, will be a memorable one. We may say "We'll meet up as often as possible", but how often and how willing is everyone to keep the ties close? Questionable, with no concrete and logical deductions, no solid conclusion.
Just my thoughts.
P.S: If I dislike you, it means I dislike you. There's no catch, no freebies. Just plain, shitty, "I don't like you".
Loves.
=CHIcken WINGs=
Graduation Day will soon come to pass. Memories in SMK Jinjang that I would not want to keep may soon be forgotten, thrown into eternal oblivion. Those beautiful memories, I will etch them into my heart and may time not distort its charm and lustre.
Photos will be totally necessary on that day. Will be going trigger-happy with my new-found partner, a second-hand DSLR. Ain't no high-range, but still packs a tiny punch.
All the best cameras won't mean a thing if I can't have a shot, a picture, a concrete memory, of you with me. Just one shot, will you?
Am hoping these last few days in high-school, pre-tertiary studies, will be a memorable one. We may say "We'll meet up as often as possible", but how often and how willing is everyone to keep the ties close? Questionable, with no concrete and logical deductions, no solid conclusion.
Just my thoughts.
P.S: If I dislike you, it means I dislike you. There's no catch, no freebies. Just plain, shitty, "I don't like you".
Loves.
=CHIcken WINGs=
Friday 14 October 2011
This is random.
I had this sudden hunch that somebody might be needing this. Oh well. Or just maybe. It doesn't hurt writing a piece of short article on blogs right? It's just a matter of spending the few kilocalories typing the text on keyboard.
Suicide isn't the way to solve things. Indeed, suicide may seem to be the shortest way out of problems. But is that so? Is suicide really the ultimatum when there is absolutely no other solution? Suicide merely leads you to a full stop, not really a comma - or even a hyphen.
Think of all the people who care for you. Thoughts of suicide may derail your sound mind, but people do care for you. It's just a matter of finding those who really care and sifting out those who aren't really there to back you up in times of troubles and trials.
Ever tried talking to God? He's one more solution you can try. And He works in awesome ways. Guaranteed to work.
XoXo
=CHIcken WINGs=
Suicide isn't the way to solve things. Indeed, suicide may seem to be the shortest way out of problems. But is that so? Is suicide really the ultimatum when there is absolutely no other solution? Suicide merely leads you to a full stop, not really a comma - or even a hyphen.
Think of all the people who care for you. Thoughts of suicide may derail your sound mind, but people do care for you. It's just a matter of finding those who really care and sifting out those who aren't really there to back you up in times of troubles and trials.
Ever tried talking to God? He's one more solution you can try. And He works in awesome ways. Guaranteed to work.
XoXo
=CHIcken WINGs=
Monday 3 October 2011
Hiatus: End.
I've been of the plains and realm of the digital world for quite some time now.
The plain, untainted truth is because my computer modem died and its sickness was not diagnosed properly until yesterday. Yeah, check the date of this post to know when its sickness was made clear. It fell sick and disrupted the whole internet access to my house for almost a whole month (probably a tad bit more than a month). That makes me officially offline for almost a month. Thankfully, there's something called the handphone. Handphone browsers aren't the best stuffs in the world, but at least little status updates can make you feel a little not-so-lonely or suddenly throw into oblivion, at least in the context of the digital world. I'm still co-existing with everyone, only that I'm not alive as in alive. Oh shut up me.
Trials was over not too long ago. Make it 2-and-a-half weeks ago. Results weren't something to die for. An A, B+, B and a C. Marvelous. =.= Let's just hope I score a little above the 3.2-pointer during STPM. That's a must, really.
Nothing really interesting has happened lately. I'm still single (Oh duh.) and obviously nobody really wants me. Hmm. Looked at myself in the mirror last midnight (Oh a big taboo!) and I realised I have larger-than-normal eyebag size. I may be able to scare a ghost and get away with it, for all I know. As usual, still having this same old problem of "Cinta tepuk sebelah tangan" when it comes to love. Thriving on crumbs of so-called love the one I'm in love with. Damn, cruel love. (It's pretty much o0o to me when it comes to topics on love.)
Recently, Mum told me one of her colleagues is selling an old DSLR and she may have intentions to buy one after hearing of my interest in getting one. Yeah, photography is fun. But the intention to get me one soon fizzled out. I knew it was too good to be true. Looks like my initial plan to get one after I've started working is still currently in use and no change might happen to it at the moment. Sigh.
Speaking of jobs, I just nailed a RM50 an hour job at one of my ex-tuition teacher's tuition centre at Ara Damansara. Well, it's just a one-day thing, but I earned RM225 in a day. Anyone wants to hire me as a tutor? :) The students were waaaaaaaay different as to what Sai Mun told me. He said the students were noisy and very playful. They were nothing like what he said. Hmmm. Maybe they're just plain shy, or maybe I look waaaaaaaaay old and fugly that they are not brave enough to say anything. FML? Whatever.
Love you-lah. Why are you playing hard to get? NA! o0o
:)
Am just hoping for the best. God, you guide my life, can?
=CHIcken WINGs=
The plain, untainted truth is because my computer modem died and its sickness was not diagnosed properly until yesterday. Yeah, check the date of this post to know when its sickness was made clear. It fell sick and disrupted the whole internet access to my house for almost a whole month (probably a tad bit more than a month). That makes me officially offline for almost a month. Thankfully, there's something called the handphone. Handphone browsers aren't the best stuffs in the world, but at least little status updates can make you feel a little not-so-lonely or suddenly throw into oblivion, at least in the context of the digital world. I'm still co-existing with everyone, only that I'm not alive as in alive. Oh shut up me.
Trials was over not too long ago. Make it 2-and-a-half weeks ago. Results weren't something to die for. An A, B+, B and a C. Marvelous. =.= Let's just hope I score a little above the 3.2-pointer during STPM. That's a must, really.
Nothing really interesting has happened lately. I'm still single (Oh duh.) and obviously nobody really wants me. Hmm. Looked at myself in the mirror last midnight (Oh a big taboo!) and I realised I have larger-than-normal eyebag size. I may be able to scare a ghost and get away with it, for all I know. As usual, still having this same old problem of "Cinta tepuk sebelah tangan" when it comes to love. Thriving on crumbs of so-called love the one I'm in love with. Damn, cruel love. (It's pretty much o0o to me when it comes to topics on love.)
Recently, Mum told me one of her colleagues is selling an old DSLR and she may have intentions to buy one after hearing of my interest in getting one. Yeah, photography is fun. But the intention to get me one soon fizzled out. I knew it was too good to be true. Looks like my initial plan to get one after I've started working is still currently in use and no change might happen to it at the moment. Sigh.
Speaking of jobs, I just nailed a RM50 an hour job at one of my ex-tuition teacher's tuition centre at Ara Damansara. Well, it's just a one-day thing, but I earned RM225 in a day. Anyone wants to hire me as a tutor? :) The students were waaaaaaaay different as to what Sai Mun told me. He said the students were noisy and very playful. They were nothing like what he said. Hmmm. Maybe they're just plain shy, or maybe I look waaaaaaaaay old and fugly that they are not brave enough to say anything. FML? Whatever.
Love you-lah. Why are you playing hard to get? NA! o0o
:)
Am just hoping for the best. God, you guide my life, can?
=CHIcken WINGs=
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