Shake.

Give a girl a box of strawberries, yogurt and blender and what do you get?

A cup of strawberry milkshake.

At least that’s how it was with me.

I was never the person who will be caught in the kitchen unless it’s to steal a bite or two. Guilty charged.

So it’s definitely a surprise to find myself making milkshakes.

It’s usually my mum or sister who makes them for my family.

What made me wander into the kitchen in the first place?

Good question.

I couldn’t watch my drama series for some reason so I was stuck with old cd’s.

I have absolutely nothing against them. I just got bored of them.

Anyway, the only thing that will please me was continue watching my drama series.

So off I wandered to the kitchen to play with dry ice that mum had dumped into the sink.

Then my mum put a box of strawberries beside me.

The rest is history.

Drama betul. Right?

I just chopped the strawberries, washed them and plunked everything into the blender with the yogurt.

It was all trial and error. At first it wasn’t thick enough so I added more strawberries.

I used up ALL the strawberries. And make milkshake for the whole family.

Since I just dumped everything in and let the blender do its job, I was sure it wouldn’t turn out that well. And I added some other stuff inside. Just to try and see how it taste like.

Tummy ache or not, it was fun.

But it turned out awesome. I loved the taste.

So did my mum and sister.

I’m going to make them again.

Someday.

Two worlds,

Two regions,

Two personalities,

Two separate lives,

We wounded up being together again.

Even if we hadn't got first place, we wounded up getting second.

Two for two.

The memories we shared.

They can't be erased.

Only added.

All good things come to and end.

There's no denying then,

I'm going to miss you lots.

Till the time comes.

Simplicity.

Simplicity at it's best.

Sometimes, simple is all it takes.

Thanks for helping me rediscover what really matters to me.

It all just flowed back into me. And you know what, I simply love that feeling.

All my favorites just reappear in my head.

I always try to strive for the impossible but really matters isn't going for the complexity or the perfectionism, it's savoring every single one.
That's when you learn to appreciate life.
Old times are hard to let go but they'll always be there in the musty corners of your head.
It's time to continue adding chapters to the present.

Question mark ?

I’ve decided to update. Whoopee- Doo.

I’m hyper at the moment. So please don’t mind me. Apparently I’m high on sugar.

I've been bugged by many peeps bugging me to update.

Usually I go online to be caught up in other people's blogs and read till I go asleep. Smart, nay?

Can you believe it? Last Friday was just the LAST day of school.

A week has just gone and past. Time sure whizzes by fast. A week of holidays has just gone in a flash of an eye.

Unbelievable.

I can’t even remember what I’ve been doing the past few days.

I’ve been going out every single day for the past week except for today.

Under house arrest today. *laughs maniacally*

Not really. The truth is I can’t walk properly at the moment. I limp, not walk.

My knee hurts like mad. My muscles are sore like anything. I think I overdid it.

But I’m going to do it again.

Mum says I’m crazy. Bringing these to myself.

Oh well, it’s not everyday you get to be fourteen, do you?

People whom I’ve been talking to the past few days claim that the holidays are boring.

Me? I absolutely LOVE them.

Other than going out every day, I’ve been reading like a maniac. I’m going to run out of books soon. Understatement of the day.

I never run out of books to read cause I always reread. Mad? There you go.

Let’s see…

These week has been… has been… Unexplainable. Too many adjectives.

It freaks me out when some of you guys say you have tuiton everyday. That’s insane. It’s suppose to be the holidays. A break from all the madness studying.

But hey, who am I to say?

Every year, when it comes to the end of the year, we'll claim that the year has gone in a blink of an eye. Then, the next year, we'll claim the same thing over again. And the next year, and the next. But why do we do that?

I don't even know.

Maybe it's cause we don't know how to appreciate time.

Maybe it's cause we can't wait for another new beginning.

Maybe it's cause we want everything to stop and rewind back to the past.

Maybe it's cause we are overwhelmed with the incidents that occur during that particular year.

I don't know.

I sometimes wish I can forget all the bad times and just dwell on the good, happy times.

But I learn from someone that it's the bad, unhappy, tough times that give you strength to go on even when you don't want to because you know you've been through them and you survive to tell the tale.

Whoa, I really don't know where that came from. It just came out.

You know one thing that I miss doing?

It's writing.

Writing stories and poems.

Now, I can't get myself to do it anymore. There's just something stopping me from doing it.

I still love writing. I do.

I'm going to end here. So I've updated. I did.

Just for laughs.

Toodles.

P.S. Cartoon reruns are fun.

P.P.S. I still miss those too..

Leather shoes.

So let me guess. You'll disappear again without so much as a leather shoe.

Glass slippers are for Cinderella's. So it's leather shoes for you then.

I knew it was coming. Doesn't it always?

Oh well, might as well get use to it. Cause somehow you'll turn up again momentarily before vanishing. It's fun with you around, you're like one of Santa's elves. I don't even know why I use that phrase. Maybe it's cause I've seen lots of Christmas decorations around me and I've been reading too much Archie comics. I ain't complaining, that's for sure. But when will you be sure of staying? Friends are meant to stay. Not disappearing and appearing whenever you like.

For all the good times together, I'll be sure to treasure them. That's for sure. All the midnight chats where we'll just fall asleep by the phone and not bothering till the next day. The non-stop batter on the silly nicknames, the worry buried deep within our hearts uncovered and the secrets splitting at it's reams.

This will do for now. =]