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Friday, October 31, 2008 @12:00 AM


The Dark Faerie says:

Happy All Hallow's Eve!

(Hey. The idea of a faerie quest still makes me happy!)

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Thursday, October 30, 2008 @9:36 PM


I want to believe Everything will work itself out.
Life is greater than the day to day.
One man can make a difference.
We will find our soul mates.

I want to believe in infinite possibility.
The potential of the
very next
second.

You.

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Monday, October 27, 2008 @7:37 PM

I want to write letters. Long, long letters to everyone I know and love. Letters I'll be terrified of sending out. Because it would be like handing out pieces of my heart.

I want to write letters.

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My head is spinning with unwritten words.

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I don't know if writing them made me feel any
better.

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Thursday, October 23, 2008 @11:50 PM

Grumpy Monkey

Monkey And Banana

Happy Monkey.

1. I am so amazed. The monkey looks so much like a human. Look at its fingers! And its face structure! Darwinism and evolution rock. =)
2. The monkey was tied to a very long chain. It had a leash but the leash was to a long wire so the monkey could walk a certain stretch of land.
3. It was staring at us as we backed out of my aunt's house in Raub. Just sitting there in the jungle next to the road. We were late. We stopped anyway.
4. The monkey! It peeled and ate the banana in about two seconds! It peeled a banana. I am so impressed. It takes me forever to peel bananas. I hate bananas.
5. It finished eating the banana, then came back to its spot by the road and stared at us. Its eyes are beautiful.
6. I don't know if it's a monkey. It might be an ape. There are too many species to figure it out.
7. My father says it could be reared to pluck coconuts and make money.
8. My monkey is so much cooler than Jason's.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2008 @8:11 PM

Little things like warmth, white chocolate and Gossip Girl make me happy.

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Tuesday, October 21, 2008 @11:30 PM

Look what I do for SPM essay questions! Maxine calls my writing 'Hallmark'. Ah well. I like.

(Ouch! Way too many words. Ask me for a Word document if you're that interested.)


Question 4 – Write a story ending with 'She was the happiest person on Earth.'


The building was shabby, nondescript. The paint was peeling off the walls. She took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in. A mob of children rushed at her feet, grasping and tugging at her skirt, almost pulling her over. She knelt and fended them off, laughing. Their enthusiasm was infectious as a babble of voices assaulted her ears. 'Jie jie! Look at my picture!' One cried, waving a bright, multi-coloured piece of paper in her eyes where not one splash of colour was within the lines. She alternately praised and teased them, ruffling their hair and smiling at the sparkling eyes.


The first time she had come to Annfield Orphanage, they had hung back, eyeing her warily and making no effort to approach. She had cajoled and even bribed them with toys and candy, but it had taken many repeated visits for them to accept her as one of their own. They were too used to being abandoned; trust did not come easily to them. Annfield Orphanage housed young children from the ages of two to six, after which the children were sent to boarding school. Seventeen-year-old Anne had been volunteering there for six months.


Today, she stayed with the children for a while more before she was whisked off to help in the kitchen and then the bathrooms and the bedrooms. There was much to do at Annfield Orphanage; they relied on meagre handouts from the government and unreliable public donations to keep themselves up and running. Anne was a regular and knew what had to be done. She was a great help at the orphanage and she was much treasured and liked by the orphanage's permanent staff.


'Anne!' called a warm voice. Its owner suited her voice exactly: warm, kindly and just a bit plumb, Mrs. Choo had founded and ran the orphanage. Anne was immensely fond of her. Mrs. Choo was like a grandmother to all the children in the orphanage, but Anne admired her perseverance, her unshaking desire to help and do good in the world. Mrs. Choo had come with a request; she wanted Anne to take over a teaching post in the orphanage for a while before they hired a new one. She would teach the children basic English before they were transferred to schools.


Pleased, Anne walked into the room of six-year-olds. She had come to know most of them in the six-month stint as a volunteer. She sang the alphabet song with them and soon the room was filled with excited voices as they attempted to best each other by singing at the speed of bullet trains. Anne loved to see the children happy. Stepping inside the orphanage had always been difficult. She hated that the children lived in poor conditions, hated that they were crowded together in tiny rooms, hated that they had not enough food to eat. She hated that life had treated the children unfairly. Making the laugh was the only way to make them, and her, forget.


In the crowd of noisy children around her, she almost didn't notice a boy sitting among them who had his mouth clamped shut and his eyes turned to the ground. He seemed to be bigger than the rest of the group. She directed the children to stop singing and start writing letters on pieces of paper. The children plopped down on the floor with pencils in their hands and their faces tight with concentration.


She walked among them, observing. Almost all of the children were writing well-formed letters; their former teacher had taught them well. The boy, though, was gripping his pencil and writing what could only be described as squiggles. Mrs. Choo looked in and whispered to Anne that he had learning problems and had been sent back by his school as they could not teach him. He was nine years old and could neither read nor write. He spoke rarely.


Anne resolved to help him. She came back for their weekly English lessons, teaching the children and more importantly, making them laugh. The boy was withdrawn but she stood by him to guide him, dragging him into her activities with the rest of the class. She handed him paper and paint; the wild splashes of red and yellow seemed to speak of unexpressed anger and frustration. Undeterred, she took his hand to help him write, then sat with him and read to him.


Weeks passed. As she stepped into the door, he joined the excited welcoming group. He tugged at her sleeve. 'Jie jie, I want to show you something.' He had a piece of paper and a pencil in hand. Writing with an intent, almost fierce expression on the face, stroke by stroke, he wrote his name in childish but unmistakable letters. A.D.A.M. He looked up at her, his eyes bright. He smiled.


And right then, right there, she was absolutely certain. She was the happiest person on Earth.

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Sunday, October 19, 2008 @10:40 PM

I agree with Morgan: But why are there tests?

Chuck & Sarah

Casey

Bryce

Just because.
(Chuck is completely the best show on television!)

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Friday, October 17, 2008 @1:34 PM

Who wants to go to Raub to learn how to be a better person? Pendidikan Moral, yo. =)

Chee Kong suggests we all jump into Kum Foeng's car and make a road trip. Yay! How 'bout it, Maple?

Gold in Melbourne, Australia 2006

(Nolah actually I'm going to dig for gold. Once I strike the glittery stuff I'll have no use for SPM!)

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Thursday, October 16, 2008 @11:06 AM

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008 @7:00 PM

look what we do in school when we're bored =)
I think pictures of our 'illegal assembly' in the school hall aren't exactly a good idea.

Jia Wei told me not to become a politician! because I'd kena ISA.
boo

(I'm so proud! I can draw a candle!)

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Monday, October 13, 2008 @5:21 AM

the thing about books and fairy-tale endings is that you start looking for them everywhere. frogs turning into princes, white knights, glass men, magic mirrors, enchanted trees, worlds in wardrobes, talking lions, daemons so you are never truly alone. magic.

it's escapism, plain and simple. wouldn't you choose another world to live in if you could? one with happily ever after.

I hate that you
can't
tell me it's going to be all right in the end

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Saturday, October 11, 2008 @1:05 AM

This is Pixie.

This is Muffin.

Muffin is shy.

Pixie is just sleepy.

Muffin says hi.

Pixie says hello too!

(To quote Wing, whatever he means:
DOGS FOREVER TO INFINITY)
yay
me want dog

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Thursday, October 9, 2008 @12:27 AM

don't you wish
you could take all the pain in the world away?

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Tuesday, October 7, 2008 @8:26 PM

Soundtrack Of My Life

This is how it works:

1. Open your library.
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every category, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new category, press the next button.
6. Don't lie! =(


Opening Credits:
The Click Five - Jenny

'She keeps her distance and sits on fences.
Puts up resistance and builds defenses.'

yay me

Waking Up:
Good Charlotte - Misery

'Don't you know this misery loves me?'

sad-nya. but I don't love misery!

First Day At School:
Trapt - Headstrong

'Conclusions manifest, your first impression's got to be your very best.'

ooh. too true

Puppy Love:
David Cook - Innocent

'We are, we are all innocent.'

Aren't we? =]

Fight Song:
Daughtry - Crashed

'Then I crashed into you and I went up in flames.'

ouch. ouch! no wonder I hate sparring. and all sorts of conflict.

Breaking Up:
任贤齐 - 心太软

你就是心太软,心太软…

can't you hear the hearts shattering already? tear

Prom:
品冠光良 - 我找你找了好久

'生活有人分享的时候 快乐就变得容易许多'

slow dance!

Life is Good:
Faith Hill - There You'll Be

'Well you showed me how it feels

To feel the sky within my reach'

And I want to thank you now for all the ways

You were right there for me.

Driving:
Dan Hill - Sometimes When We Touch

'At times I think we're drifters

Still searching for a friend'

I drift, very definitely. I drift because I don't know the way. Will you be my friend? *puppy dog eyes*

Flashback:
Sixpence None The Richer - Kiss Me

'Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver moon's sparkling
So kiss me'

What else is there to remember, after all? =P

True Love:
Mika - Happy Ending

Woah. The lyrics don't get any worse than this. Let's just look at the song title, shall we? Dream of white knights and fairy-tale endings.

Wedding:
George Michael - Careless Whisper

'We could have lived this dance forever
But now who's gonna dance with me? - Please stay.'

Noo. Horrible wedding song. It ends with 'you're gone you're gone'. Haih. Two in a row? Super tak jadi.

Moment of Triumph:
Linkin Park - Faint

'Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored'

Rawrrr.

Death Scene:
U2 - Vertigo

'Hello, Hello
I'm at a place called Vertigo
It's everything I wish I didn't know
But you give me something I can feel'

Love, I hope. Peace, calm, serenity, acceptance.

Funeral Song:
Il Divo & Toni Braxton - Time of Our Lives

'We'll find the glory in the end
For everything that we wanna be and all that we are
For the time of our lives'

Everything will be okay. Thank you shuffle button.

End Credits:
Green Day - American Idiot

'Television dreams of tomorrow

We're not the ones who're meant to follow.'

Who wants to follow the juvern revolution? =D


Here is something I've wanted to do for a while. Not the smartest shuffle button but things work out in the end. I tag... everybody! Yes, that means YOU.


100th post! Let's throw a party. Yay!

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Monday, October 6, 2008 @1:01 AM




hence, all ye doubters
this is Liverpool FC
and you will never walk alone

happy =)

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Sunday, October 5, 2008 @12:00 AM


"I'm not scared that the Chinese are smart, for I am also very smart. I'm not scared that the Chinese are hard working, for I am also very hard working. We have bad guys in every ethnic group, and you're cheated simply because you're not smart enough. We must educate young Malaysians to look at things from a positive perspective."

“我不怕华人聪明,因为我也很聪明;我不怕华人勤奋,因为我也很勤奋。坏人是甚么种族都有的,你是因为不聪明才会被別人骗;我们应该教育年轻人正面看待事情。”

"I think, for a better future, all Malaysians should stand up and speak out bravely. The Chinese must defend the rights of the Malays, and the Malays must also defend the rights of the Chinese. Everyone must be properly taken care of."

“我想,为了更好的生活,马来西亚人应该站起来,勇敢地说话。华人要捍卫马来人的权益,马来人也要捍卫华人的权益,所有人都要获得照顾。”

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I heart heart heart Zaid Ibrahim.

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Thursday, October 2, 2008 @1:30 AM


My blog font is small because my handwriting is small.

Just felt like saying.

Cheers!

=)

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Wednesday, October 1, 2008 @9:01 PM


Q:
what's brown and sticky?

A:
a stick!

yay
it took me three sticks to figure this joke out

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