I dislike going to any occasion where there are probabilities of mothers bringing their 10 little monsters. I simply cannot tolerate those tiny evil humans running, jumping and screaming, and even touching things they shouldn’t be touching too. Then, instead of having conversations, sitting and behaving like a guest I should be, I am obliged to run after them and advise them not to touch those things again. Where are the parents? Oh, there they are, breastfeeding the other monster peacefully, or laughing their asses off with the host/hostess. When one of their monsters got hurt, I am the one to be blamed for not looking out for their monsters. Excuse me, but I don’t remember being paid to babysit your little monster here.
I hate having guests in my house. Kids nowadays are so fuckingly irritating. If they are not jumping and screaming, what are they doing then? STEAL FOODS! They opened my refrigerator, saw something they like, begged their mum for it. Add puppy-dog eyes for dramatic effects. Then the mums will act like they own the house, and say,”go on, take it sweetie. These people are so kind that they will not mind you eating their foods.”
The moment my poor food went down the throat of the little innocent monster, I will joyfully dismember the mum for courteously asking my consent.
Or they just steal the foods without bother asking at all. They just presume that the food was exclusively provided for guests - them.
Then I will hang them upside down and yell, “oei, didn’t your mum teach you not to take other’s foods without their permission?!”
I ache to kill them. No manners! These stupid creatures I mentioned are of ages 6 to 10.
I’m relieved that I was strictly trained.
I was taught not to peek in other’s refrigerators. I was taught to sit still when visiting others houses. I was taught not to speak unless spoken to.
I hate kids. Specifically STUPID kids.
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I'm mourning for James Owen Sullivan or best known as "The Rev",Avenged Sevenfold's drummer who was found dead in his home.
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I'm partying for my success in shortening my wishlist by finally purchasing Generation Kill and Xbox 360. I LOVE ALEX!! and Stark Sands too. =D Brad "Iceman" Colbert - Alex!!!!!! Ray
Lt Nathaniel "Nate" Ficks
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Dead In The Family, Book 10 of Charlaine Harris's The Southern Vampire Mysteries Chapter One is on her official website. Damn I hate waiting!!
first thing first: i'm wondering if a man could devote himself entirely on one woman. like Eric - yeah, it's about Eric so shut up. Eric really worshipped Sookie, he thought she was his angel and he had hired some maids to assist her. maids, mind you! i have always felt insecure around maids, no matter how old they are. that'd explain why we never hire maids, ever. sigh.. i think i would never find one man like Eric. one who is extremely loyal, would pamper me, would take bullets for me, would kill for me, and fiercely love me. hey, fictional character, what do you expect?!
second thing, now this is important!
my big brother has gotten big. =_=" i mean, he's getting older by a year. i was out with Azim and i found this cute (very!) keychain. Azim thought it was ugly, but he knew me well.. i've always fond of bizarre thing. it isn't expensive, but that is not the point.. now, other than Isham and Afiq, i have one more victim to shower any bizarrely cute things. i arrived at home at 5, and had a quick shower, and off to Beribi. so pardon me, there wasn't a chance to take pictures.
so there. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HJ FARHAN. i love you always! so short, i know. but i gave you a gift. shut up.
There are several things that I do not see without picturing Eric these days.
Silvers. It weakens him. Stakes. It kills him. Red. Fangtasia’s sign. Black. Well, it’s typical color for vampires, is it not? Shower. His first intimate moment with Sookie when he was under Hallow’s curse. Bath tub. He loves it. Tops, jackets. His favorite attire. Other thing that reminds me of him is.. boxer. =_= Red silk boxer and silver boxer. And pink lycra too, for that matter.
Oh my.. I’m getting naughtier because of Eric.. Damn Charlaine Harris. Damn Alan Ball. Damn Alex. Damn Eric. Damn you!
I’ve been engaging myself with Eric-Sookie fan fictions to alleviate my longing of book 10. Some of them are quite good actually. “Good” is kind of understatement. There are awesome! Forgive me for saying this, but the fan fics are even better than the original stories. At least I don’t have to suffer from Bill’s dramas. Some of them pictured him out entirely. However, I’m delighted to envision his ache when he found out how happy Sookie is when she was with Eric. Somebody needs to slap him hard across his pale face. That ought to lesson him of how to treat a magnificent woman.
I love Meg’s fan fic. Aside from the idiocy of Sookie became a specialized and armed FBI agent whom are trained in Krav Maga, the plot are so much better. I love Cadel, Stephan and Andor. I love that Eric became King of Louisiana, which everyone who owes Eric fealty will bow before Sookie and pay her honor she very well deserved.
All Nookie (NOrthman+soOKIE) aficionados must also be familiar with Terri Botta’s fan fic, Let Love In as of now. It was well-written. Her research on Viking and all those deities made her story perfect. I love how Eric and Sookie can have mental conversations and Eric being resistant to sun and silver. I’m so glad that SOB Victor Madden is finally dead.
For all those affections between Eric and Sookie, for the lines, oaths and all, I presume it’s truly pathetic for me to say I hope for a guy who would treat me like that. Sadly, it’s damn impractical. Sigh.
Okay, okay. I admit, True Blood or the Charlaine Harris books are kind of dealing with mature subjects. So what? Vampires are typically associated with sex and gory scenes, do they not? So as to the books and those mature scenes, I guess it’s kind of adequate. It did not reveal “too much information”. Don’t judge me; I would love to see Alex in boxer. Muhahahahah!
I’ve read all (Book 1 to Book 9) of The Southern Vampire Mysteries or known as Sookie Stackhouse book. I found myself in anxious when they encountered dangers and let out chuckles when there was humor, often when Pam teasing Eric and Eric teasing Sookie. Am I going nuts? I’m irrevocably in love with a fictional character. Oh wait, no, it does sound like me. Ah well..
I found that this Eric character real appealing. I am now long for possessive guy. =_=
Eric Northman, being Alexander Skarsgård in my head (now this got me thinking.. Do I really love Eric or Alex? I guess, I love Alex being Eric. Or no.. I love Alex himself.. *gasp*) , really made me palpitates. He was this type of guy who’s overwhelmed with power, really possessive and too proud to admit his feelings for Sookie. But then, somehow Sookie and he share mutual aware of each other’s feelings. When a vampire shares his/her blood with another human, a bond is made. That means the vampire can sense the human’s feelings and vice versa. Eric, since it’s his nature, fed from others from time to time, but he never gave his blood to anyone, anyone but Sookie.
Sookie had dated two men, Bill and Quinn but that didn’t stop Eric from taking a bullet for her, in fact, two bullets. He had always been there for Sookie whenever she was in trouble. Eric had twice been in disguise in order to look after Sookie. When he commanded Sookie to assist Dallas’s Sheriff to find their missing nest-brother, he disguised himself as a vampire tourist named Leif. He did that for the second time when Sookie decided to mingle with the Weres and King of Mississippi, in order to find Eric’s abducted underling, Sookie’s (former) lover, Bill. Doesn’t matter who Sookie is with, when he senses something life-threatening is taking place, he will rush and protect her. He defended her in any way possible.
He did try to conceal his feelings, insisting it was only like a vampire lusts, but everybody around him knew that it was definitely more than meets the eyes. He was actually in love with her. He gave his blood to Sookie so many times to heal her and he shielded Sookie from Mickey’s attack, which caused him a hole in his skull, literally. He was outraged when he knew about Bill being planted on Sookie’s side by Queen of Louisiana’s command, and he ordered Bill to confess. He had been awfully honest with her. He frequently addressed Sookie as his lover which was sweet of him seeing that he was the pompous sheriff of Vampire in Shreveport.
Eric was manipulative and devious, he tried to have Sookie in every ways he could ever think of. He even tricked Sookie to give him a “ceremonial blade” which in vampire law, it means to be wedded. However, he would be the last one to hurt Sookie. Though his cheekiness is not really the standard I would look for in a boyfriend, he proved to be devoted to Sookie, fairy or no fairy, bonded or no bonded. Additionally, he acknowledged Sookie’s great-grandfather, “Your great-granddaughter is my woman, mine and mine alone.” Eric was determined to protect Sookie by his life, and anyone who wants to touch her will have to go over him. Eric is a thousand years old vampire so unless the challenger is older than him or outranked him, or binds him by silver, he is very untouchable.
I liked Bill too but he didn’t seem to value Sookie as Eric did. I trusted that Bill loved her truthfully even though his closeness to Sookie was kind of intended. He rather be tortured (physically) than to reveal Sookie’s whereabouts. He was summoned by his maker. When a vampire is summoned by his maker, he must obey in any rate. Bill was about to leave Sookie for his maker, Lorena, on condition that she leave Sookie alone. Alas, Eric told Sookie about this and it infuriated her. Bill was so outranked that he had to obey his superiors’ biddings, didn’t strong enough to protect Sookie. So, ERIC ALL THE WAY!
Quinn. Ahh, this guy is probably the first human guy Sookie had dated. Not exactly normal human, he was a two-natured, a shifter or a Were they call it, but at least, he can meet Sookie at daytime. He's really, a weretiger. As mentioned, being a shape shifter, he was a very bad-tempered guy. Weres do not go along with vampires, but Sookie is surrounded by many. Eric and Pam often addressed Quinn as "your tiger" to Sookie which was very funny. I don’t have anything against him, but I preferred Eric.
Dear Charlaine Harris, Rumors have it that Eric is going to die in your tenth book. You know what I think? That is a grave offense. Be it for the reason that Sookie had too much of Eric’s blood or he died protecting her, I don’t care. Because if you kill Eric, I am going to hunt you down and do me the honor to rip your throat myself. Please don’t split Sookie and Eric. They are really good together. They were meant to be soulmates, right? Because, even before they were bonded, she already was intrigued by him, and vice versa.. And please speed up the launching process, I am so dying to know what’s next. Don’t stop making books, make it up to 20 or more books.
I'm really BEYOND OBSESSED with this Eric guy so, bear with me alright????
I've changed my blogskin. damn it. I have this strong urges to include all pictures of him but it seemed not very pretty.. So yeah.. I'm satisfied with the header..
Have this one friend, just broke up with his girl. Then he said in his facebook’s status, “How do you feel if you found out that someone likes your ex, whom you still have feelings for? This question didn’t mean anything, just asking for opinion.”
Then his cousin was like, “if that girl isn’t a bitch, no one would ever like her.”
You know what I think? Immature. Everybody in his friend list knew that he just broke up with a girl. Only a dim-witted would fail to see his target.
He clearly mentioned that she was an EX, why the hell would he cares about who likes that girl anymore? If he still has feelings for her, why not try to win her back instead of scorning her? Fucking stupid. I wonder where they learned that method.
I have some mutual friends with this guy and I have to admit, they are all stupid. They are disdainful. Only two of them are bright. Then about this cousin, she’s really a witch. She had once made my friend fought with her guy (which is a mutual friend) too. I don’t understand why they hang out with her. What do they saw in her? I don’t blame the tomboy part because some of my friends are too, even her two sisters, but they are not as wicked as her. Stupid. What’s with “if the girl isn’t a bitch, no one would ever like her” thing? Ridiculous. Your mum has to be a bitch first so that your dad likes her lah? Besides, I don’t see any problem if someone likes her. She is his ex, what they had before is history already! She is also in no control over who will like her and who won’t.
And this wicked witch offended me too! Well it was me who brought up my ex’s name but that was merely intended to be an example. Her reply? FUCKINGLY IRRITATING!
I don’t get why they have to stick their nose in others’ problem. I know he is their cousin, I get the point, we all get it. But whatever happens between him and his girl (or ex, for that matter) is unquestionably NOT their business. I get it if they counsel him to put his mind off that girl for she is not his anymore, but I could not tolerate if they speak ill of her. bitches.
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this part is not for anyone who haven’t seen True Blood ‘cos I will likely bore you to death.
I have finished reading superb books, Dead Until Dark and Living Dead In Dallas. Now I’m moving on to Club Dead. Extra info, Dead Until Dark is a book version of HBO’s True Blood season one and Living Dead In Dallas is season two. I’m excited!! Here we go!
There are lots of changes made in the HBO version, which I will now refer as “the series”. Big alteration is that Tara Thornton was not that close to Sookie as they played in the movie. She wasn’t even introduced in Book 1. Instead, Arlene is much closer. Arlene was mentioned many times and kind of played a big role in Sookie’s everyday life.
The book indicated that Bill and Sookie had their very first intimate moment in Sookie’s house when Bill came to comfort her and combed her hair. Sookie didn’t run to Bill’s house like they portrayed in the series.
Contrary to the series, Jason was the one who notified Sookie about the murder of their great-uncle. Sookie and Bill fought about this and Sookie said, “it’s like dating a godfather, Bill. I’m scared to say anything around you now. I’m not used to my problems being solved that way (killing)”. Bill plainly replied, “I love you.” and that was HOTTTTT.
Is it just me who hadn’t pay enough attention or is it that Monroe is only mentioned in the book? Where the hell is Monroe?
And who is Chalsie? I didn’t remember any waitress at Merlotte’s other than Sookie, Tara, Arlene and poor Amy.
This is my favorite moment: when Bill came to Sookie’s house, Sookie had a very bad temper. She accidentally snapped at Bill, who had no idea what provoked such rage. Bill yet asked, gently and loving, “have I done something to you?” Bill is too good to be called a blood-sucker. *sigh*
When Eric summoned Bill and Sookie to investigate the embezzle problem, Longshadow didn’t glamor Ginger at the spot and certainly didn’t jump to attack Sookie. Instead, eric asked another waitress named Belinda (wasn’t in the series) who Ginger had been seeing. When Belinda pictured Longshadow in her mind, then the latter jumped to attack which forced ERIC to stake him. it was ERIC who killed Longshadow, not Bill.
Jason likes to make tapes. Again, different from the movie, Jason was furious when he found out that Maudette Pickens taped their “time together”.
Sookie fought with Rene and was sent to hospital. Bill was in New Orleans when Sookie got hurt. Eric was there, he even sent Sookie flowers!!
I don’t think this is a difference but I remembered Sookie’s remarks when she first entered Fangtasia. She said there were many posters of vampire movies. Maybe someday Eric would consider displaying Twilight. That was meant to be an insult. Sorry!
Moving on to Living Dead in Dallas. This one, I think, has major changes.
First off, LAFAYETTE WAS DEAD! He was the corpse they found in Andy Bellefleur’s car. What a waste.
In relation that it wasn’t Bill who killed Longshadow, Jessica was not made vampire. She didn’t exist in the book.
So when Sookie was scratched by a maenad, Bill and her was on their way to Fangtasia, on Eric’s command. Sookie was actually having a conversation with maenad. Different from the series, Sookie and Bill fought because Sookie undermined his power by taking Jessica to her family. Sookie ran from the maenad and got her back scratched. In the book, Sookie was supposed to be a message to Eric therefore Eric knew the creature who hurt Sookie was a maenad.
Bill showed his jealousy over Sookie’s attention to Sam and showed it again when he told Sookie that he hated to see Sookie in Eric’s shirt. (SWEEEEET!)
While searching for the missing vampire, Sookie gets to interrogate some humans, workers from bar where the missing vampire last been seen. That bar owned by the Sheriff, who shockingly named Stan. Godric, or Godfrey was the one who’s responsible for Farrell, the missing vampire’s abduction.
Sookie met another shifter in the Fellowship of the Sun’s church. Lots had been changed in the series about escaping from the FOTS.
And at the end of the book, it revealed that Andy Bellefleur was Bill’s great-great-great-great grandson.
They did not kill the maenad!!
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What I like about this book is that I get to read Eric’s parts. Eric is awesomely amusing!
no notes to be memorized, no friends to talk to, no boyfriend to call, no new book to be evaluated. no pet society to amuse me. nothing.
though i am at liberty to watch tv til the plug burns of overheated, sleep at 2pm, wake up at 8, i still feel useless. sure this is a *world* paradise, but being in a place where there is no challenge AT ALL for a long time can be pretty tedious.
my life currently is simple like hell. wherever i go, i always have my little black book and my mighty pencil with me. in that book, i wrote everything that popped into my head at that very moment. like for example, when i came across new words, or when i met objects of complaint, i jot it all down. or if i just thought about new quotes. yeah i'm a bit philosophical these days. guess that "heartbroken made a philosopher" turns out to be true.. speaking of which, i'm not exactly heartbroken. it is really more to unrequitted-ish which no one is to blame. *stab myself*
point is, i am darn bored. don't tell me to hang out please. i am so not into that. pointlessly wandering around the mall is a waste of time. i rather sit in my bedroom for hours doodling in photoshop or figure out how c++ and .php work. what's there to see in the mall anyway? bunch of colorful-hairs packaged with hideous-outfits idiots who wants to "enjoy life" or pretend to be cool? nah, i've seen it. what i have to say about that? utterly despicable. poor them mothers who gave birth to these kids.
what, seriously, am i speaking? rubbish-y. what is happening to me? i am madly in love with someone who doesn't know my existence (uh, i am positive that he knew. he just too damn busy to care.), i speak nonsense and crappy english which i don't really care, became meaner and meaner each day and am not sure that "meaner" is even a word, all of the sudden all i've got is laptop, books, and my dvd collections.
kill me.
p/s: in need of new phone. i'm considering both touchscreen and QWERTY keypad. what do you think is better? i want that LG Arena. looks pretty.
This was actually supposed to be posted on 8.11. Alas I forgot.
Happy birthday to anybody who celebrated their birthday today.
To someone,
I want to love
Please give me a chance
If I'm wrong, I'll take the responsibility too
Insisting you are the answer
I'm not afraid of being laughed at for being extreme
Believing in my instinct
Stubborn person doesn't complaint tiredness
In love with you, I'll not retreat
I did say
I'm not dodging
I insist on doing this
I don't listen and insist on love
Try my best to love
To make you understand
There is no other road to take
You decide whether you want to be with me
I don't listen, insist on love
Following my feeling with love
Waiting for you to depend on me
Love you especially
Pain is enjoyable too
This is officially the second year. This isn’t just crush, because I know very well that crush would not last long. I know this birthday greeting will not reach you; I just want to celebrate it here. I have nothing else to say other than you will always be in my wish list, until someone come and erase your name.
ko bejalan tampat rumah urang, memanyap2 kah ko jua? arah urg kawin apa ah, ikut jua ko memanyap? inda jua. lari jua ko balik lapas makan. macam nyamuk. sekali aku datang rumahmu, ko expect aku kan memanyap2? kira tetamu jua ku tu. buleh? mun ku memanyap pun, atu namanya TOLONG wah babi. selalunya, beterima kasih pun ko inda wah mun ku TOLONG. mun rasanya inda cukup tangan kan memanyap2, jangan buat makan2 dirumah. sial wah. ngapa inda pandai pikir tu kan?
semua yg ko cakap, aku ikut. semua ko suruh, aku awu2 saja. ani, pasal satu hal, ko uwar2kan arah urg, aku inda baik, inda merati diajar. sial jua mulutmu. anak urang tah ko cakapi, anakmu? yg bejalan, balik tangah malam ah? God knows apa yg ia buat diluar. menyundal sama laki urg ka ia, mana ko tau. andang ko inda mau urg tau jua wah. tapi brunei ani damit yaw. sooner or later, kejumpahan jua kami tu anak dara mu menyundal ah. entah dara ka inda jua tu. cara pemakaianku inda macam bini2 sopan.. banartahhhhh, anakmu sopan kaliii?? pakai skirt pendek time bjalan, bini2 asli eh. ko ucap aku malas keraja dirumah, eh babi, betanya jua kuu. tinggal serumah ka ko sama aku? rasaku inda. tau jua ko aku malas? anak urg ko kata "dapan urg saja rajin". kan keraja dapan kau, ko ucap cematu. abis CEMANA TAHHHHH? cubatah ajar ku deh. telampau wah. talor mu atu wah, karas udah. payah.
kenapa kan urg mesti ikut cakapmu? kenapa ko mesti bejalan arah rumah urg, ngumpat pasal hal anak urg? cuba ko cerita pasal anakmu sendiri. anak mu yg tua ah, betian sebelum kawin. anakmu yg kedua menyundal sama laki urg. anakmu yg ketiga, ah entah. andang sundal jua. atu kan ko judge anak urg? anakmu sendiri, hancur.
peduli apa ko aku malas, inda pandai keraja, gauk. banar, PEDULI APA KO? bukan ko jaga aku pun! bukan ku serumah sama kau! bukan ko membari makan aku. talor atu jangan diasuh. ani, dari muda udah mengasuh talor, nah kan, bila tua, buduh pulang jadinya. peduli ku eh ketulahan ka apa. ngaleh udahku jadi anak baik saja. bukan ko bagi piala pun. mamaku tau aku cemana. ko jangantah gagau. diam ja ko. asuh anakmu ah. jangan suruh menyundal.
Pet Society has a new character hiding around the town. I like his name ALOT.
guys, meet
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HIDEENI
Hideeni. LOL.
Hideeni's story:
He's a refugee. Pet Society is giving reward to anybody who found him. Why is he a refugee?
He's BLACK! There's no way a pet can be black, UNLESS they HACK. Thus making Hideeni a hacker. Playfish hates hackers so there.
Wait, what is he wearing?
Oh my GOD! Is that a chicken suit? Yes it is indeed! Hideeni is trying to disguise as a chicken, for he thought people will think he is really a chicken. But it happened the other way around. His suit are actually drawing more attention!
Not only is he a hacker, he is a possible thief/robber too. Someone has reported that she found Hideeni lurking IN her house.
hope this maintenance will fix my problem; PET SOCIETY!!
I can't enter PS for two weeks now! I DON'T WANT TO MISS THE HALLOWEEN ITEMSSSSS!! asked Ryuki and Crow about this but seems like they don't know the solution too.
I'm using Opera, IE7, Mozilla Firefox 3.0, Java 1.6 and flash 10.
I've deleted more than 50 PS friends.
I've removed and installed flash player and browsers.
Tried changing my facebook password.
Requested support from Playfish but all they did is copy the not-helping FAQs on their website and email it to me.
STILL, TO NO AVAIL.
I'm going crazy!
Plus, Manchester United lost. But that's okay. Nonetheless, I'm still a proud supporter of MU. Always have, and always will. Vidic was given a valentine card. Poor Vidic..
and this pain in my stomach is killing me!! 3 days of consuming the same pills and porridges. It's hell.
and I've added some things in my wishlist. Those include:
(not pirated)True Blood season 2.
(not pirated)Psych Season 3(though I've finished watching it)
(not pirated)Generation Kill(finished too. Just want to add it to my collection. AND DAMN I LOVE ALEX!! Alex is in there, starring as Brad "Iceman" Colbert. And love Lt Nate Fick. And Trombley. And Ray. and Scribe. And godfather's voice. very cute. LOL)
(books)Southern Vampires Mysteries (I don't understand how these books work. I mean, there are short stories, novels and all that. It's a series of 30-40 pages, so it can't be called novels, right? I'm certain about one thing though. It's book version of True Blood. I don't care. I love Eric. And those vampires who have fangs, not-shimmering, sleep-during-daylight and do-not-play-baseball are just so adorable.)
updated:
according to the mods, there is currently a nonscheduled maintenance going on. Some of the PS fellas can't save too. In short, they're encountering problems with PS. Pray with me, after this maintenance, I will be able to log in to my PS.
Last month, I was having a bad day and so this was the conversation between me and Jeremy.
Jeremy: i think the afterlife song really fits you!
Me: how so?
Jeremy: see. Like walking into a dream, so unlike what you've seen so unsure but it seems, ’cause we’ve been waiting for you Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway.
Me: andddd??
Jeremy: "Like walking into a dream, so unlike what you've seen." you said you've always wanted to enroll to that uni, right. its like a dream come true. then "so unsure what it seems, cos we've been waiting for you." you not sure you want this. but sure you wait for this opportunity long time.
Me: lol. go on..
Jeremy: "fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway." then you said being there is sickening cos you're tired and all that. but somehow you endure all that.
Me: *an annoying emoticon.* honestly, I'm not paying attention to him. I was busy with my game. XD
Jeremy: "I see a distant light, but girl this can't be right. such a surreal place to see so how did this come to be, arrived too early" you wanted to quit alr, you don't believe yourself actually there, its too early. "And when I think of all the places I just don't belong, I've come to grips with life and realize this is going too far" you felt that you don't belong there, with all the friends, all the dramas, you just can't stand it.
Me: dramas. gagagagagaga. true whatt..
Jeremy: yalorhhh.. then finally, "I don't belong here, we gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife, ’cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here" you've made up your mind. you want to quit.
Jeremy: A place of hope and no pain, perfect skies with no rain, can leave this place but refrain" the uni sure gonna give you future and if you look deeply, it's not pain actually. you got real lazy. that's explained. but you leave anyway.
Me: woah, real lazy. fuck you. that's.. as if you understand me.
Jeremy: tell me if I don't then. "this peace on earth's not right, no pain or sign of time, so out of place don't wanna stay, I feel wrong and that's my sign, I've made up my mind" you don't feel right. so you've been thinking of this. so you failed that test purposely. I know you actually can pass it but you won't.
Me: you really have faith in me. I hate maths!
Jeremy: yes indeed. but you one brilliant girl, you pass the first maths test. you scored 67%. that first test is done without any extra courses, right? but you got that. there's no way you could've failed the second test that pretty much the same question as the first test, unless you did it on purpose. you knew that if you passed the test, you would officially become a uni student, and you have no way to quit wihout having to pay back.
Me: awesome job assessing. lol. hey, you finished the queen of no marriage yet?
Jeremy: =_= see, in hostel there's no tv. you worried about missing an episode in tv. you told me!!
Me: yeahh. hahahahaah funny how I quit the uni for tv.
jeremy: and this; "gave me your hand but realize I just wanna say goodbye, please understand I have to leave and carry on my own life" you told me about the guy who wished you to stay there, right? when he said that, you have your mind set alr. poor guy.
Me: yeah. sad when thinking about him..
I chose to left uni life and I miss no one, but him. He's the only one who told me that he doesn't want me to fail. The only one who care. The only one I think is genuinely wishing me luck.
Syukri.
If he reads this, I just want to say I am so sorry but Jeremy's right. I hate to be in the middle of a cold war. I'm tired of it and I don't want to be involved. I don't want people to misunderstand me that way so best way I could think of is to disappear. I'm sorry that you have to sit the English class without an opponent. You know we both always have the highest score in English and always be the first to finish the task. I miss that. So I guess, this is it. A proper goodbye.
Nic is severely hurt. He tried to run from Xin Jie.
Nic: Go away. I don't need your sympathy. Xin Jie: No, I won't run. You're my husband. How can I not care about you? Nic: I am NOT your husband!
*Nic tried to run but he fell*
Nic: See, I can't even raise my own hand. I'm only a pathetic handicapped. Xin Jie: You're handicapped, is it?
*Xin Jie took a piece of wood*
Xin Jie: Well, let's be handicapped together.
*Nic looks up and Xin Jie hits her arm*
Nic: BU YAOOOOOOOO..... NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Xin Jie wanted to hit her leg but Nic crawled and hug her legs.
Awwwwwwwww... the way Nic screams "bu yao" is soo sexyyyyyy! His every movements are sexy. He's so man! Even shuai ge Daniel Wu cannot beat his sexiness.
I'm damn bored actually. Pet Society does not load. Since morning. It's Haloween Week Special, damn it! I'm enragedddddd!
Damn bored. Will dig my DVD collection and see what I can find. *sigh. I'm lifeless.
To analyze, document (if needed) and propose solutions for better living condition or relationship between two parties and to prepare reports for management on the feasibility and success rate of each individual projects.
Key responsibility:
To maintain my pet society,
To visit my friends' pets so that i can have more coins every weekends.
To provide company at times needed
To remain patience when thrown tantrums at.
Key Skills and Traits Required:
Minimum of 4 passes at GCE O'Levels. Higher qualification is an added bonus.
Must be creative and able to work on tight schedule.
Possess own laptop or PC and have access to Internet.
Experience using Adobe Photoshop, Internet Explorer, Mozilla Firefox, Safari and Opera. Knowledge in HTML, CSS, xHTML, javaScript is an added bonus.
Willing to work at under pressure.
Fresh graduates are free to apply. You will be provide courses.
Interested candidates are required to tag in the cbox on the right or submit your resume to, stating complete academic qualification, and a curriculum vitae to the following address:
han30391@hotmail.com
There is no need to send a passport-sized photo and DO NOT add me in your MSN. Only short-listed candidates will be notified.
p/s: this is a serious vacancy. You may need too change the job position though.
I was like, okayy wow.. His English is really something.
If you have read his blog, you wouldn't believe that the thesis was written by him. Seriously.
I mean, in his blog, he's like someone who doesn't know what the heck is grammar and probably have never even heard about it. In his thesis, he's like a different person - like a professor or something.
There's my point.
Most Singaporean don't really care of how they write or speak English among themselves, they don't give a damn if their grammar are craps. They don't care, as long as the second party understands what they mean.
On the contrary, we Bruneian speak fluent English. We brag about it. We speak English among ourselves. Whoever can't understand English considered as "lower class". In some blog, Bruneian people tend to care about grammar. It's blog, for god's sake. Nobody will assess you, why do you care so much? No marks given. Some of us may have a big fat dictionary beside them as they write a new blog entry. What for?
We learn English and even forced to master it, don't we? Yet none of the English native speakers are force to learn Malay. Why do we learn English? To look good? Why can't we be proud of our own language? Why can't we just use it? Or, why English? Why not Spanish or other language?
We often stereotype people who can't write or speak well as stupid. No they aren't. Not all, at least. They just don't brag about their cleverness. Not like us, Bruneian. Don't deny it, because deep down in your heart, you know it's true.
Changing my skin to a little bit hyper happy skin.
I'm done with all the gloomy, misery, depression state.
Whatever I do won't change his superly genius mind. So back to square one. Stay put and do nothing. It's the best I could do without hurting me, or anyone else. You know, all your emotions will affect people around you. So, for the sake of people around me, I'll stay under the radar. I could still love him and be happy, right? Yeah.
Listen to Papparazi song by Lady Gaga, or you can merely read the lyric if you hate her. **(I don't hate her but I slightly dislike her. Can somebody give this woman pants? Her butt is distracting! Please pay her more, people. I think she doesn't have enough money to buy even one decent cloth.)**
As much as I love *crazy, to be exact*orange, seeing a GUY wearing it made me want to stab myself, right to the heart!! I was like,
"you're a guy for fuck sake!! Please dress like one!"
and slap him off the table!
I mean, seriously, ORANGE is an enchanting color, but dressing fully in orange isn't very charming. In fact, it's extremely, awfully, freakingly HIDEOUS!
It's acceptable if the t-shirt is orange.. I can still breathe.. However, together with an ORANGE TRACKSUIT?! Give me a break. Take off that outfit, you dumbwit. You're a disgrace to orange!
i'll love you until these butterflies in my stomach dies whenever they mentioned your name.
was meant to be a romantic sentence. sekalinya..
talor jua "butterflies" =_=
ani update main2 saja. not a proper update. janji berisi blog. muhahahahah!
ah yes..
i'm going to myzah's house later, with the mate. last night he was pretty gilababi when i said i can't make it. serious all the way. said "mana saja tah ko" throughout the night. tamparan wah, tamparan. beibun pun inda dapat.
andddd, we suck in planning. really. i hope everything goes well. and no more dramas between the couple, or should i say, "ex"?
goshhhhhh. i'm sensing that this year's raya is going to be uneventful. VERY uneventful. with everyone busy with their significant one, i have no available friends anymore. =_=" and yet, another year to bear a deepest darkest secret. (psst, it's about love. shhhhh!!)
bah!
myzah, leena, fyza, get ready for pepsi twisttttttt! aku inda mau minum yg lain. pepsi twist saja okay!
Yesteryears, we were so close. We took pictures together, we drank together and we wandered on the street until late night together. We’ve done pretty much everything TOGETHER.
This year, fortunate enough, he has found a perfect girl who perfectly suits him. Well, he still hung out with us, still shared everything. He seemed like he didn’t change, much.
However, we went to a friend’s house where we used to cam-whored together. So I took out my camera and said, “let’s update our album.” And guess what? He said,
“inda ih. Takutku gfku salah paham krg.”
Which means, he rejected me because he was afraid that his girlfriend might misunderstand us. Apparently, his girlfriend is a jealous motherfucker bitch who would snap if he’s with other women.
Utterly preposterous I could say. We’re practically family! You can’t just kick your sister out of your house because your girlfriend might be jealous of her. That’s BEYOND ridiculous. Its not like we’re getting married, right? It’s not like I want to take him from his girlfriend. In fact, I knew him long before they became a couple! If I really do want him, we would by now be a couple, right? I gave him the “brother” medal, and if I were thinking to marry a brother, that’s so incest! His girlfriend knew that we’re so close, why would she think such way? oh I know why. Because she wasn’t even thinking. She doesn’t have a brain to use.
I’m writing this furiously! I don’t care if he or his PERFECT girlfriend read this. I know he would make up to me but seriously, don’t bother. I won’t see you again, and you better ask God to be forgiven because I know I won’t.
What’s good of having to found someone you love if it means to take you far away from other people who loves you? What’s good of having someone who loves you if it means to hurt the people you care in the first place?
**p/s: If you're so afraid that people would misunderstand us, you should probably dispose pictures that we both took together. All of 'em. I don't care. All I want you to know is, I love you, brother.
it's the time when people wants to be the most beautiful.. or the most handsome among all..
it's the time when furniture stores get the most wealthy customers..
it's the time when women cashed out all money to go to the best beauty salons to get their nails done, even if it costed $30 per hand.
it's the time when people buy so much cakes and biscuits, and sweets, eventhough they knew there are odds that biscuits will be wasted in the end..
it's the time when tailors are busy and charges their customer with high prices..
it's the time when people start to arrange their furnitures..
COME ON!!
what is it with you people? why do you need to do all that? what does "celebrating raya" means to you?
are you visiting people to ask forgiveness or are you comparing houses?
are you going to people's houses to show off?
and what's with all the beauty?
what, if not beauty, cannot celebrate raya is it?
and about furniture, seriously? what about the last year's furnitures? did you throw it already? my god!
now, welcome to her house. i don't think you would step your feet in her house, am i right? because comparing to your house, her house is totally lost. because she's not beautiful enough. look at her dress! you're too rich to enter her house. her hair, is nothing to you.
see? how could you lavishly celebrate your raya, thinking that there are people who celebrate their raya like this? they don't have what you have now. but they aren't complaing. hardly. they can't complain how they have no cupboard to put all the craps you display on your cupboard, they have no shoes. how could you?!!
anyway, selamat hari raya to all muslimin and muslimah..
***actually, i don't know if that girl is even a muslim. i just google "poverty". but, you get my points, right? =P"
**Actually, I sort of don’t get why I have to write the title twice. oh well..
I want to talk about a good listener. First of, as if you don’t know, Listening is an essential part of communication, and it is different from hearing. Now, what exactly, is a good listener means? A good listener is someone who can listen to a person without interrupting, and truly hear what they are saying to them. That doesn't mean that they do not offer their own insight or anything, but it means that they tend to listen more than talk.
I understand that to be someone’s good friend, you have to be a good listener. Well, there have been said that best friends are the one who are with you through joy and pain, right? So I assume, being a good listener helps you to be there with your friend through pain.
Problem is, nobody likes others problems to be shoved to their faces. Oo before you say “that’s just selfish, a good friend would never feel burdened by listening to their friends’ problem.” Well welcome to the world immature little babies. Face it, in this technology-advanced world, everything is “about me”, you know? Everybody is self-centered. No matter how saint-ish they look, or act, deep down, they’re still selfish. Even if they said they would take a bullet for you, do anything for you yadda yadda. There’s gotta be something they think about themselves before you. its just how this world operate, its normal.
Now, there have been numerous websites teaching how to become a good listener. Do you really think it’s that easy? By reading it t through, you’ll be a great listener overnight? Hell no. However, as strong as I objected this whole websites steps, don’t get me wrong, I’m just saying, it’s easier to read than to put it into practice, we shall discuss the it.
First step is to Place you in the other person's shoes. Meaning to say, try to put yourself into the same situations your partners going through. Well, as I said above, everything in this world now is “about me”. Say if, you put yourself in the other’s shoe, are you sure that you won’t interrupt their “moments” by saying, “if I were you, I would do this, do that instead of doing this, doing that.”? They would definitely ask you consequences of why you’re doing, why did you choose to do that etc. Then, the whole conversation is about you.. See what I mean?
Another step is to Stop talking/be silent. Meaning to say, try to listen very carefully of what they want to talk about. I’m not sure about this. Why? Because if you don’t involve in something, big chances that you’re going to fall asleep. Seriously!
Another one is to follow and encourage the speaker with body language. Meaning to say, try to nod sometimes between the conversations. Hey, if were the speaker, I would really slap you if you go for silent but nodding. It clearly shows that you’re not interested to hear my story! You just nod and nod, but you’re silent! And how could I know if you really listen to me? Besides, nodding while I’m practically crying on your shoulder is like, mocking me. Damn it, don’t nod! Not only it so cliché, it’s damn annoying too!
Say if you’re not much of a listener, but your partner’s really down, and you want to do something about it. Would you go for cheering them up instead of seeing them miserable? Say if you go for cheering them up, wouldn’t that just perfectly depicts how UNinterested are you in hearing their problems if they’re about to open up? And what makes you think they’re up to your jokes, rather than think about the solutions for their problems?
So if someone is not a good listener, can you say that they are not good friends? Isn’t it too selfish to judge? Are you being a good friend by judging and forcing someone to listen to you? see, then again, the world is really “all about me”. What the hell..
Now, wrapping up. I’m 18 years old girl, who write randomly. I am not an expert in anything. So, sorry to tell you that I honestly don’t know what are the conclusion. HAHAHA!! I’m so funny, I knowwwwww right!! =_=''''
Anyway, its just my opinion. I may right and I may as well be wrong, but I hope somebody could come up and tell me my view is shallow. With of course, better arguments. I don't want someone who just emerges from nowhere and say i'm shallow without pointing their reasons. That's just.. =_=''
I have been breathing for 18 years already and one thing I know for sure is that, mothers are always good listeners. Sorry for wasting your time.
of Song: Perfect Stranger Artist: 鄒承恩 Zou Chen Album: Black & White 痞子英雄 OST
Dive from the blue sky And to see who I really am
Facing my desire with the answer to start again, be brave again
What will stop in my way? Who will challenge the fate The test of pain and wrath
Are we living in circus? Are we beat up by curse? Cus I'm sure will take the race
( give my beat alive ) Holding my will Cuz I've never met someone like you
( take my breath away ) Cus' I'm blind in your smile Using tears buryin the lie
Oh~ Pretty Stranger Rock my soul and world with a gentle kiss Fly~ makin me fly To eternal Oh once again, the love we make Until the sun has risen Our life will bond together Oh my perfect stranger
Would you dream about me? Could you spend time with me? I crave for your lip life time
breathing in frozen fever standing in burning winter all the misery need you by my side
( give my beat alive ) Now seize the time defeat the weak and break my runaway
( take my breath away ) Cus I'm conquered by your eyes and I'm losing all my mind
Oh~ Pretty Stranger Rock my soul and world with a gentle kiss Fly~ makin me fly To eternal Oh once again, the love we make Until the sun has risen Our life will bond together Oh my, perfect stranger
( give my beat alive ) Now seize the time defeat the weak and break my runaway
( take my breath away ) Cus I'm conquered by your eyes and I'm losing all my mind Oh~ Pretty Stranger Rock my soul and world with a gentle kiss Fly~ makin me fly To eternal Oh once again, the love we make Until the sun has risen Our life will bond together Oh~ Pretty Stranger Rock my soul and world with a gentle kiss High~ makin me high To eternal Oh once again, the love we make Until the sun has risen Our life will bond together
song perfectly related to me. em, ofcourse, exclude the kiss part. see, we haven't really kissed, we haven't really held hands.. we haven't done ANYTHING! but truth part about this song? the part where i'm losing my mind and all that. seriously, i'm dyingggggggggggg.
the more i want to let go, the more i'm stuck. tsk. why is this happening to me?! should i be blamed? for what? damn it!
Like walking into a dream, so unlike what you've seen so unsure but it seems, ’cause we’ve been waiting for you Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway
I see a distant light, but girl this can't be right Such a surreal place to see so how did this come to be Arrived too early
And when I think of all the places I just don't belong I've come to grips with life and realize this is going too far
I don't belong here, we gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife ’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here
A place of hope and no pain, perfect skies with no rain Can leave this place but refrain, ’cause we've been waiting for you Fallen into this place, just giving you a small taste of your afterlife here so stay, you'll be back here soon anyway
This peace on earth's not right (with my back against the wall) No pain or sign of time (I’m much too young to fall) So out of place don't wanna stay, I feel wrong and that's my sign I've made up my mind
Gave me your hand but realize I just wanna say goodbye Please understand I have to leave and carry on my own life
I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife ’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here Got nothing against you and surely I'll miss you This place full of peace and light, and I’d hope you might take me back inside when the time is right
Loved ones back home all crying ’cause they're already missing me I pray by the grace of God that there's somebody listening Give me a chance to be that person I wanna be (I am unbroken; I’m choking on this ecstasy) Oh Lord I'll try so hard but you gotta let go of me (Unbreak me, unchain me, I need another chance to live)
I don't belong here, I gotta move on dear escape from this afterlife ’Cause this time I'm right to move on and on, far away from here Got nothing against you and surely I'll miss you This place full of peace and light, and I’d hope you might take me back inside when the time is right
Jeremy said, "i'm sorry, if only its not my exam time, i would visit you like, RIGHT NOW. I'm sorry you have to go through this on your own. Cry your heart out babe, don't act as if you don't have any feelings at all. it'll make you go crazy. "
"no, i don't cry in public. thanks."
"is there no one could lend you their shoulder? is there no one who would understand you?"
"no."
"too bad, i do. i know you're daunted, dispirited, etc. who doesn't, right? it's okay to cry. you may smile, laugh all you want, but deep down, i know you're dying. you just a fragile girl after all. you don't have to act strong.."
"its not okay to cry. i don't need your sympathy."
"okay, whatever. just so you know, i'm here if you ever need someone to talk to. and remember that, no matter how, no matter what, i will always right beside you, supporting you cos you know, i love you."
and the moment he said that, i cried. thanks Jeremy. you're the best.
who worried about dresses.. who worried about skirts.. who worried about lipsticks.. who worried about make-ups.. who worried about how do i look..
i'm not that girl..
who gives a damn about my nails.. who gives a damn about my hair.. who gives a damn about my shape.. who gives a damn about my sleep..
i'm not your typical girly girl who bitch and whine.
i'm the girl..
who cares about my hygiene.. who cares about my pepsi twists.. who cares about my books.. who cares about my laptop.. who cares about my handphone.. who cares about money.. who cares about Manchester United.. who cares about DVDs.. who cares about my friends..
i'm the girl who spitted on barbie's face.. i'm the girl who pulled barbie's hair..
i'm the girl who loves you. i'm not your chosen girl.. i'm not your dream girl.. i'm not your princess.. i'm not. i'm not. i don't give a damn of whether you like me this way.. i don't give a damn of whether i shouldn't behave this way.. i don't. i don't care if you don't like me.
EMO TAH KU NAH. GILA!!
ah yessssssss by the way.
i'm the girl who KILLED barbie because she stole my shampoo and i just found out that barbie was a transsexual and she got a very thick leg hair. and i hate her because she bought me a pink bag.
Have you ever feel down and found out that you have nobody to talk to?
Have you ever feel so stressed that you want to cry your eyes out, but you realized that you have no one to lend their shoulders?
Have you ever feel that you have so much secrets that burdens you and you want to spill it out, but then again, you have no one whom you trust to keep it?
Have you ever considered one as your true friend and then you heard them talking to others that you are "just some friend" to him/her?
I have. Trust me.
What aspects would you look into, if you want to classify your friends into close one, best one, acquaintance or beloved one? How do you earn the particular title? I’ve once read about a best friend is someone who is there for good or bad times, offer supports, doesn’t judge and love you unconditionally, regardless how often you meet. Plus, when you with them, you’re having fun. My question is, how would you know you’re having a good time? what or when do you consider a “good times”?
This is why I’m having problem trusting people. Because when you felt you’re having a good time with them, you think they support you, you think they don’t judge you and love you conditionally, they didn’t feel the same way as you did. you’re the only one who felt that. You considered them as beloved close best friends, you trust them not to judge you and not to talk shit behind your back. No, they don’t consider you as one. In fact, they judge, they talk, they trashed your feelings. When you know the truth, is it not hurt?
If a bestfriend is someone who regardless how often you meet,
1) is there for good or bad times,
2) offer supports,
3) doesn’t judge,
4) love you unconditionally,
5) you can trust to keep your secrets,
6) first person you think when you make plans,
7) you phone just to talk about nothing,
8) lend a shoulder to cry on,
9) tells everything you need to hear regardless of whether you want to hear it or not,
10) you can be around always and never get sick of,
11) you shared jokes together though no one else understands what are you two talking about
Then I have someone in my mind. It’s none other than Areef.
He
1) is there for good (.. the one I talked to when I was happy seeing dfj,) or bad times (.. the one I turned to when I knew I got rejected by unis)
2) offer supports (.. he told me what to do regarding my *invisible* love life)
3) doesn’t judge (.. even when I do stupid deeds)
4) love you unconditionally (.. he never said it but I know.)
5) you can trust to keep your secrets (.. stalking someone)
6) first person you think when you make plans, (.. emailing dfj which I never did)
7) you phone just to talk about nothing (.. did this.)
8)lend a shoulder to cry on (.. again, something to do with dfj)
9) tells everything you need to hear regardless of whether you want to hear it or not (.. told me how stupid and lame my *invisible love life is)
10) you can be around and never get sick of (.. we chatted through MSN like, every nights, a day without talking to him feels incomplete)
11) you shared jokes together though no one else understands what are you two talking about (.. as always, we shared jokes, its like our mind is somehow connected.)
But then again.. I don’t know.. We seemed distant lately. I don't know what's happening to us but it happened. Yet again, I don't know. Maybe I'm not that important to him after all. Well..
I envy those who can live alone without feeling lonely. I can understand why he (dfj) doesn’t trust others (according to his mate). I can understand why he doesn’t want to talk to others. I can see myself in him. He’s like my reflection. The only different is that I cannot bear the loneliness. He might survive isolation, I don’t. Being a talkative girl, I cannot stand a day without talking. But people will judge you for a word you say.
I don’t know who my best friend is, I doubt that I have one. It’s hard to admit but very true.
I don't want to be the only one who cares when they don't even bother. I don't want to be the only one who watch my words whenever I'm speaking because it's damn tiring. All these years, I have always been the one who struggled to preserve most of my friendships (if they even count as one) when they pretty much don't give a damn.
Life is stressing, burdening. If committing suicide isn't forbidden, I would gladly end my life right at this moment. Call me emo, whatever. I'm not a mannequin so I have every rights to be EMO-tional, don't you think? Ahh yes, I'm good at hiding feelings. Not just good, I'm superbly talented. How I wish I've never develop the "talent".. Ever.
However, dying isn't easy either. I have to think of the consequences too. He is the one who motivates me to keep breathing in this superficial, deceitful world. He's like a life-supporting machine to me. I truly, extremely, exceedingly, am in my lowest Mariana-Trench-depth-that-no-one-can-ever-reach point of life right now.
❤ ERIC NORTHMAN of Southern Vampire Mystery ❤ Alexander Johan Hjalmar Skarsgård ❤ Generation Kill ❤ [FF] Alice in Wonderland - Tarrant x Alice pairing. ❤ Fallout 3 ❤ Call Of Duty ❤ Left4Dead ❤ Assassin Creed
There are several things that I do not see without picturing Eric these days.
