Just in the mood.

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Since I'm very well stuck at home, I was suppose to go out but ended up at home, might as well I do something. Say, sleep? Wait, I just got out of bed not long ago. Movies it'll be then. Maybe later. Talking to someone would be great. I'm babbling now. I really am.

Yesterday was great.
A day with the one and only Vick-Kay.
Sorry I wasn't much of a help to you.
You know I'm not a good player.
We should have a sleepover. We haven't had that for ages.
We still owe Chris Haagen-Dazs ice-cream, you reminded me. So Chris, when will you be up for it? We're waiting for you.
By the way, Vick, an hour and a half of comics is great. Especially Zits comics. I could have more.
And Yu Kit, thanks for the help. We thought you knew how to play that. At least remember. You know what, you ended up with what Vick and I played. Hilarious. She wanted me to play that song but I forgot. So I needed you to give me the chords. Sorry if we bothered you. It wasn't intentional. At least I think it wasn't. *innocent face*

Twilight wasn't at all great. It could have been better. Much more better. It's unbelievable that they censored the swearing part and the kissing scenes. They already rated it PG-13, what else do they want? Reading the book is a much more sensible choice. Don't expect anything from the movie.

This year was my first time to HUGE.
I had fun. I wished Vick and Gwen went. It would have been fun with those two around.
I met some new friends. A group of girls from another church.
I didn't know they were from Johor till I started texting one of them. Seriously, I thought they were from PJ. At least I know now. They were very friendly and we played beach volleyball together. Worth all the bruises on my hands. With lessons from them, I had a blast playing with them. Apparently a few of them had been in volleyball competitions before.
The worship was sensational. I enjoyed every second of the worship.
I did learn new things. Aaron must be thinking I didn't cause when he asked I just looked at him.
Can't help it. Ryan was looking at me like I hadn't learn a single thing too. Looking back, I'm laughing so hard now. Can't blame me, I was dead tired then. The bus on the way back was darn uncomfortable and made all the weird, funny sounds. Ivan knows I did learn something. That count's. The preachers were passionate about sharing what they wanted to preach. I can't get enough of Pastor Clement's antics.

Everyone blow your trumpet.

(Stolen from Pau. Hope you don't mind. XD)

I just had a talk with Marcus a while ago. While I was having lunch, he's having supper.
I bet he's smarter than me now. I recall a few years ago, whenever he needed answers, he'll look at me. And we'll both gang up against another guy. I just admitted that out loud didn't I? Crap.
Oh well, we didn't bully that guy, we just asked him to help us. Nicely. Yeah. *chuckles*
Those were the times.
If I ever go to America, I'll stalk him. *wide grin*
I don't think that's necessary though, he just said I could hang out with him. So we both agreed, Marcus will be my tour guide when I'm in Flushing. *laughs out loud*
I imagine his sister to be very pretty. I simply can't imagine. She was one of the cutest kid I've ever met. She always hid behind her mum whenever they came.
So a deal is a deal, don't forget. You'll survive high school. You're one of the toughest kid I've known. Just don't wind up messing around with you-know-who. I'm sure you won't. Till we meet again someday. The deal's on.

Till songs, day-dreaming, wanting, hoping, talking, wishing and simply laughing till your tummy ache.

Toodles.

P.S. I won't have any thing sticking to my ear's for the next one or two weeks. No Ipod. Still surviving. Or trying to.

P.P.S. Speaking to people reminds me that I haven't had a conversation with him for a very long time.

P.P.P.S. I find that to be very therapeutic.

Backdated.

I'm still alive. At least I think I am. I'm such a muddle these days.
In other words, CRANKY.
Don't ask why. I wish I knew. I'm a roller-coaster of emotions.

I'm doing nothing much these days.
Nothing worth telling or mentioning.
I love the holidays.
I do, I just wish I did something more meaningful or something. Anything.
I have no idea what I'm blabbing but I'm feeling down right now so I'm not bothered.

I know I'm way way behind on my tags. Don't blame me.
I rarely go online cause I don't feel like going online and I'm not in the mood for tags at the moment.
Maybe when I get a crazy urge to do tags I'll do them. You just have to wait. *laughs out loud*
Continue putting my name in the 'People to tag'. Don't stop on my account. *smiles widely*
On some days, I feel the urge to delete this blog. I really do. I don't even know why.
Since I'm already posting, I might as well leave it as it is.

I saw your face on the bookmarks/calender. Totally unexpected. Caught me slightly off-guard.
And read your testimony on it. I can't believe I know you!! *inserts maniac laugh*
And we worked as a team before too, me under your 'leadership'. Pfft... I just can't stop laughing. You did a good job, considering that it was your first time. And you were rewarded BIG TIME. Lucky guy. I recall the time when you text me to tell me you were already there since you thought I was afraid to be alone. You ended eating breakfast there while I didn't even have mine. The irony? You should have called me to go later.
Well, now you get to be famous. You and that grinny smile. I wish you well in your life since I won't be seeing you till, say next year? Who knows.

I'll end my post here. I have absolutely lots to say. But this update is just to let everyone know that I'm alive and reading. Maybe I'll update soon. Just maybe.

I'm off to get ready for my lunch date with Vicki tomorrow.
Wait.... it's tomorrow.
Well, off to the books it'll be then.

Till more dates, reading, ignoring and crazy moods.

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. =]

Finally.

To me, this blog is dead.

Should I post or not? I question myself every single time I go online.
When I finally decide to post, my mind goes blank.
Typical me.
I'll make it short.

Why must everything be set around the same time?
It's absolute terror.
An event is one after another.

I can't stand it any longer. If you're using me as a vent to let go of your frustration and anger pent up inside. STOP!!
I'm human too.
Why must you lash out at me every time you're angry or dissatisfied?
Just cause things doesn't go your way, you're using me as the bean bag?
Maybe you should try being one. Then you'll know how it feels.
All the good deeds you did, are they illusions to trick me cause you think I'm fickle-minded?
Just cause you're having a bad day, it doesn't you mean you have the right to lash it out on me.
I rather be anywhere but near you. That's the plain truth.
Cause I don't know how long I can take it anymore.
It takes every ounce of strength inside to stop the tears from flowing.
I'm not sorry I'm not who you wanted me to be. Not at all. I might have last time but not anymore.

I guess that's all for now. Letting it all out felt good.
Sometimes is better not to feel than to feel.
If the person above reads it, well, it's time she did.