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Happy Chinese New Year fellow readers!

Sad to say I will not be updating this journal as often as you like anymore. Mainly because I've already moved on to a new domain. However it's a very restricted domain as all my deepest darkest thoughts are stored there. If you wanna have a look , you can always request for it via msn , sms or by person! :) Have a great life everybody! :D

 

 Colours of love. Mmm.. romance.

Welcome to whwrite's love tips 101! Let us start off with a story..

      This is the story about a group of African boys that had to cross a desert. Each one carried their own supply of water using ostrich egg shells as their water canteens.Ignoring the danger of not saving the water,one of the boys drank at every chance he could and before he realised it he ran out of water.To avoid the embarrassment of not being responsible with his water, he did what he could to avoid showing his empty egg shell to the rest and he pretended to not be thirsty for the rest of the journey.Eventually everybody else ran out of water too, and as they complained of their thirst, they could not understand how that other boy didn't give any signs of trouble.

They made all sorts of mental conclusions: - He had great stamina and tolerance to heat so it didn't bother him

                                                                               - He was saving water just in case the destination took a longer time to reach.

                                                                               - He was wise and took only a sip when he was really thirsty.

           By the time they reached their destination , his fame and courage had grown so much that he was immediately appointed as the tribal leader Nobody knew that his legendary water canteen had only been an empty egg shell.

Love tip 101 : Be mysterious.

At first glance this story talks about the vanity and superficiality of people , but actually there's more than meets the eye. When one doesn't reveal his "inner egg shell" ( even if it's empty ) people will naturally fill it up for you.

Likewise , when a man doesn't reveal everything about himself to a woman , she will generate all sorts of possibilities he could be. She equals him with her fantasies which she has in mind. This is true for all relationship be it recent or long. It's human nature that when we think there is nothing left to decipher , that all mysteries are solved.. we lose interest. It's what we don't know that keeps us fascinated.

Ask yourself , when reading a comic book do you have a tendency to flip the pages faster during the climax? Yeah? It's because you have the desire to find out what is going to happen next. When revising on subjects you tend to get bored on topics that you're familiar with right? It's because you already know what's in it , nobody likes doing the same thing twice.

Simple concept , hard to realise. 

All the guys out there , start being mysterious! Hahaha.

As for the ladies out there..

Did you know that guys have a more fragile heart than most women think they have? Yeah , maybe that's why some guys tend to stay as long as possible in a relationship , hoping everything would work out. Those are the kind of guys that you wanna keep , ladies. It's hard to find someone who won't play with your feelings or won't give you their 100%. I'd choose sensitive over insensitive any day. Don't ever break a guy's heart , you'll end up taking away his chivalrous manners. We already have enough assholes in this world , please don't raise the pedestal ;)

 
 

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May. 

      Isn't it ironic that when we're in high school we dread the uniforms and hope to break free from restricted freedom , only to miss everything that we detest after we find our way to higher education? Being in campus has taught me 1 thing so far. Freedom is directly proportional to responsibilities.. ah responsibilities. I miss school , it was the time when my future weren't fully in the palm of my hands.It's such a scary journey for me , having the fear of disappointing my family. More importantly , myself. 

       My dad is someone whom I respect a lot because he is very understanding. He gives me the freedom and time that I need. He does not stalk around me on facebook , nor does he spy on my phone for all my secret rendezvous . He is opened to all my thoughts and reveries without  any trail of judgement. He.. does not control or decide what I want or do in life. Maybe that's the reason why , I feel the need to repay his understanding towards me. I am driven to succeed because of my father , to strive for a better future for myself because of him. He's managed to pull off the impossible. He's made me realised that I am doing this for myself. 

       I really had a difficult time trying to decide whether or not to continue my treacherous path of further mathematics. A part of me knows that there's a possibility that I can crack under pressure. However another part of me wants to prove myself wrong. I was really indecisive these few days , and have been thinking a lot. For once I wished my dad would make the decision for me. To tell me whether or not I should take the subject rather than letting me decide. Sometimes my peers should really appreciate the fact that their parents are there to form opinions or reassure them that what they are doing is the best for them. I asked my dad for advice today. I am taking his decisions. Not because it makes sense and suits me , but because I trust him. 

Freedom isn't that much big of a deal when what you're studying is harder and tougher. CAL , let's dance!

 

  Once in awhile I get a little lonely , but that's okay. Cause I know the loneliness I feel is temporary , and a reminder for myself to strive harder for company. Hey big yellow taxi , I'm good to go wherever life brings me :)

       My good friend Buddha has finally answered my calls. My 2011 so far , has been top notch and very the happening. Up to my standards and expectations about the good in life. Doing crazy things with Zach has really been fruitful. I have a lot to thank for this year , and I've come to realise many many things. 

        One of the many things I've come to notice is that people now are pretty much socially inept. Why is it that a stranger who smiles at us is stereotyped as someone who is up to no good? Is it a sin to approach a random stranger and just trigger a conversation about the weather? I used to thought so , but after a challenge I made which needed me to talk to 10 random strangers.. I actually find this challenge very enlightening as I've learned a lot from random people. Everyday we hear people complain about how lonely and empty their lives are , but they never make an effort to go out and do something out of the box. If I dare say so myself , approaching strangers are so much easier because there's no strings attached. 

         I've actually managed to exchange phone numbers with a Ghanaian . It felt really gratifying because it's not everyday you have a friend named Prince. Looks can be deceiving. I'm sure his personality and attitude towards living is totally different from how his skin tone is - dark. I look forward in meeting him again.

         If there's any point to this post , it's probably me trying to convince you readers that talking to people out of our social circle is a very fun thing to do. It never gets boring , and you will always learn something new. It also boosts one's self esteem as well as presentation skills. Give it a try , who knows what promises it brings? This is my challenge to you readers out there , 10 random strangers. Go out there and do something different this 2011!  

I feel great today , almost.. superhuman ;)

Live your life , cause it's a wonderful world out there.

Hello readers , it's great to be back!

            Well so here it is , 2011. It's only been 3 days but it has been really promising and exciting! These past 3 days I have learn a lot from friends of mine , and also been let in on some profound ideas & reveries. I never knew I had really sporting and outgoing friends until now , which honestly creates this tingly feeling within me. Cause now I know I can count on them to do ridiculous ( but beneficial! ) things with me. Instead of the cliche excuses like " I can't make it " or  " My parents wouldn't allow it. " Not that I'm saying they are liars but if there's a will there is always a way. This year is going to be great , this year is going to be awesome , this year is going to be.. legendary. I know it.

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               It was shrouded with mist , wherever I am . And I was blinded by it. The thickness of the mist exudes a somewhat romantic but also gloomy atmosphere. A curvy figure approaches me through that mist , slowly appearing clearer. She stares at me , point blank range. She seemed to utter something but I couldn't quite decipher her lip movement. Did she just say elephant glue?  *BUDUM!* A Perodua Kancil hits the speed bump abruptly , sending minor shock waves to the 4 passengers in it. There goes my beauty sleep. Now I'll never know what that girl in my dreams said.

" We're here , Sunway Pyramid. See you on the driving test next week! "

               That was me , just completed my pre-test. And that was Mr. Vincent my driving instructor who drove like the road was owned by his great grandparents. He spoke in this Pn. Ng Poh Choo manner which felt really nostalgic. I kinda miss my maths teacher and her teaching ways which included cantonese idioms spoken in the english language. Saliva more than tea , I've eaten more salt then you've eaten rice. Classic. Enough of reminiscence I sad to myself , time to move on. 

               Secondary students walk swiftly past the sushi king store. Their backpack shackled to them on their back , giggling as they walk towards me. Only the first day of school and already here? And what were they laughing about? Was it something that happened in school or was it my hair? I will never know. Couples with hands magnetised to each other's hips , overlooking the ice skating rink. Boyfriends becoming bag hooks. Pity , that isn't chivalry but abuse. I joined the social circle , heading into the sushi store. 

                I shot daggers towards the receptionist with my eyes as if I owned the place. Just for the heck of it. Japanese restaurants here don't do their best in making it feel like I'm actually in Japan. Forgetting the customary bows and mannerism that ALL Japanese have. I saw familiar faces , which I expected to see as I was to meet them here. I wanted green tea , Ting Mun ordered a cup. Japanese food was my thing , but I dislike sushi that aren't fresh. Fed up with the stale roe sushi I had taken from the conveyor belt , I ordered fresh tempura udon! I felt like I had 2 tongue today. Everything I said was funny and came out naturally. Weird. It's been awhile since I was able to be that way. Must be the burden from previous problems lifted. 

                We paid our bills , I checked out of the group with a friend to go clothing hunting. Shopping with one good friend is optimal for me. I feel less awkward in decision making , and good friends give constructive opinions. And I don't feel oblige to buy something. 1 shirt , 3 pants was the outcome. Bumped into a friend , and I don't like what I saw today. It was a sore-eye. It was , a massive blow to our friendship. Maybe that's the reason why aren't so close any more. We have different sights toward something.

5.45pm , movie. 

                 I was late. I didn't want to waste my RM1.05 Sundae Cone. Rushed to the theatre 10 minutes late. An obese kid sat beside me , chomping down on hot dogs. He made me craved for A&W. The credits rolled and we head out of theatre 11. Man Madan and Ambu won the Fockers hands down. I never knew indians were such great producers. 

                  I decided to ditch my scout mates. I felt uncomfortable being with them today , I did not felt the warmth they used to shimmer around them. So I decided to walk with my brother. A long road cut short , when you're having great conversations with one another. I went home , poorer in the wallet , richer in the mind. Thank you for the wonderful day. Thank you , 2011 for being kind so far. Let's do it again.

 ...Ah , it was I love you. 

Cheers to better days in the year 2011. 

 Stop. If you've come back here , it means you miss me. 

                 Dear readers , I am abandoning my journal for a couple of days. It's time for some self-reflecting and self-reconciliation. By the beach preferably.  Hoping for the best outcome , and the best results! To come back refreshed and ready to challenge and bring myself to greater heights. Yes , even good guys need a break sometimes. A break from all this needless commotion . 

I want to be a better person when I come back. See you on new year's eve!

" After all my wishful thinking was wrong , I'm jaded. And I hate it. - John Clayton Mayer.

     

A time to forgive and forget. :)

         My head spun round' and round' like a merry go round . My head felt light , I swore it almost flew off of my axis ( atlas?). It was the total opposite of my body , it was as heavy as heavy things. My heart pumping , veins contracting and dilating at extreme frequency , drips of sweat continuously falling down my cheeks...

         I.am.out.of.shape. Ever since trials on July I never actually had a constant exercise plan. So hence after so long , it's no surprise how weak and shitty I feel after a few minutes of mild strenuous futsal. Excited as I was for futsal today , I soon found myself in a position where I  took big gasp of air into my lungs , as if oxygen was sacred around here. I need to start getting enough exercise , I need a healthier lifestyle ( Justin : nooooooooo! )

         Christmas is such a light and easy festive holiday. Though I've only celebrated X'mas once during my trip to Cameron , I can tell people genuine enjoy what there is to offer during Christmas. This year is no different , I am very into those Christmas songs and christmas decorations this time around. 

 

Fun fact : Santa comes down the chimney to give kids their presents , but here there's no chimney. So how? :O

My plans for Christmas , probably a midnight movie with a long time no talk to friend. Care to join me? 

 

   Where am I headed to now?

       Losing all communications to the online world for almost 2 months was very ... hard on me. I found out that I am so incapable of filling in this huge void ever since I shaved my head ( Note: the day I shaved my head was the day I attended Mr.Internet's burial ). I was unable to cope with the constant urge of attempting to fix my modem to salvage a sheer chance of going online , unable to find something worthwhile to do when after all the fixing the DSL light was still blinking . I was restless , I was bored , I am lifeless. I just realised that I am a lifeless person!

         But nevermind , after 2 months of SOLID training I think I can finally resist temptations of going online. Must be godsent for college preparations. I've recently registered myself to Taylor's college for the Cambridge A-Levels programme ( CAL ) which comprises of Maths , Chemistry , Physics and Further Math. I was really looking forward in doing something English related but there wasn't any such availability and I think I am out of my mind pushing my brain capacity on taking this monstrous Further Maths , as if my Additional Mathematics was awesome. More like awe-ful. This college thing is really exciting and at the same time very nerve wrecking because I don't know what to expect from this new lifestyle , this transition in life as I begin my transformation from a teenager to an adult.

          Nonetheless I am very-the-excited able to be a student again. College is the one place where you get a second chance , where you start all over again. That's my opinion at least. I figured I am going to join the dance club, Ever since form3 when I started checking out moonwalks c-walks and all those fancy footworks and form4 when I decided to join the dance department in CFN preparations I KNOW I have a knack for dancing. Just don't know where to begin exploiting my interest and potentials. I'm thinking of signing up for dance lessons maybe? But I'm a little sceptical since I'm leaning more towards an introvert. I need someone to give me a push to excel. Hmm , hopefully I will meet awesome individuals in college.

           It's been a long time since I was a freshman , or a sophomore . I am kinda tired of being a senior already :s ( @.@ ) It's like being the eldest ( which I am by the way ) , you gotta always protect your McNuggets juniors , set a good example , and make sure everything's all right and make sure they feel safe. 

            I am going away on a holiday to the pearl of the orient soon , that means more time away from the internet ( yay? ). I think my fellow compatriots should make a hard effort on travelling around the country before planning on travelling elsewhere where the grass might or might not be greener. Being a proud Malaysian ( other than the nasty racism we occasionally have here and the untrustworthy politicians ) I think it's a very good place to stay in. Nevertheless I do wish to travel overseas next year , it's been awhile. Maybe Japan or maybe somewhere unlikely. 

           I miss writing so so much. I wonder do they have part-time jobs available at newspaper companies where I can possibly be a freelance columnist and write whatever comes to mind and submit it? I wish there were more job opportunities like these because not only can I get extra allowance , I get to do something I would actually be interested. Instead of just merely working at McDonalds stacking patties , cabbages , cheese in between sesame seed buns. Ahh I dreams , we all have em' don't we?

          Anyone care to join me for a cup of something during the holidays ? Because honestly this trying to survive without internet thing is really hard for a lifeless individual like me and I really would like companionship at a time like this :) Even If I don't know you , ask me out! If you're hot and pretty , all the better. Haha. Haha. 

Till then readers! you know you love me. xoxo , gossip girl. 

p/s : I think Chuck Bass from gossip girl speaks in this really eccentric way that intrigues me a lot.

 

     The night is darkest before the dawn , things will only get better when things are at its worst. True. But that's not the point.

Ever had one of your companions when they're at their lowest , when they're not at all okay , when they are .. fragile? So , as one companion to another what do you do?

" Hey cheer up , everything will be okay "

" Hey I can only imagine how you're feeling , but keep your chin up! "

..Is that the reason why I'm down? Is my chin too low? That's not the problem damn it.

Tell me if I'm wrong , but aren't human emotions deep and genuine? Nobody can turn from sad to happy in a jiffy , right?

    I'm sure everybody knows that they need to cheer up and get up when they fall. But sometimes , they just want to feel down and stay down. To remember how awful it feels , how dreadful the feeling of pessimism, when everything seems wrong. Thinking maybe then they'll think twice before making another feel what they felt once upon a time.

So when I see someone down , I will be there for em'. I will lend them my shoulder , I will lend them my ear.  More importantly , I will lend them my time , because time heals everything.

What the hell is cheer up , as if saying it makes any difference. o0o

 

Pencil : Hey Eraser , I am sorry.

Eraser : What for ? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil : I'm sorry that you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake , you're there to mend those mistakes. You erase them.                           However with each mistake you manage to erase , you lose a part of yourself little by little.

Eraser : That's true , but I don't mind. See , I was kinda made to do this. I was made to be there for you , to help you erase your mistakes. I                    was there to help you if you ever do something wrong. Even though one day I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one.But that's okay, so stop being so hard on yourself. :)

Who is the eraser in your life?