A Lovely Sound

Oh oh. So some time last week in German class, we were asked to come up with a 4line poem about any member of the family.

& mine went something like this (I'm not entirely sure if it's grammatically correct though)

Meine Opa
Er ist lustig und nie langweilig
Er mag tanzen und liebe Rap-Musik
Er hält mich als eine Königinnen
denn er macht meine hausaufgaben.

I was pretty desperate to make it rhyme, and it was difficult to do with my shallow pool of vocabulary. My poem translated to english meant;

My Grandfather

He is funny and never boring
He likes dancing & loves rap music
He makes me feel like a queen
because he does my homework

Yeahh :/
 Not exactly something I'd dedicate to my grandfather.
& no. My grandfather doesn't do my homework.
sigh.

I was Made for Sunny Days

So I found out on Sunday(the one before last), while I was still in KL, that school will be reopening on Monday and not Tuesday.
Not only I had to rush all my unfinished work, I also came to realize I would not have any time to rest.

I know I've always been the type to finish things at the 11th hour (I'd proudly say I've improved on that), but haaa, that was a wee bit too much. That felt like the 59th minute on the 11th hour.

So that's 1 week of term 3, the longest term yet. 13 straight weeks, with Labour Day as the only holiday.

Well, now it's just 12 weeks left. I'm caught in between thinking 12 weeks is too damn long and that 12 weeks is pretty short to complete all the things that I need to.

Anyway, I realise, I doodle on my things a wee bit too much.

My school diary.

The front of my Bio note book.

The inside of my pencil box.

And at the top of every page in my maths book, there are scribbling of song lyrics.

I'm not done with any of those though. Why do I do things like this? Well, I guess it's sort of a stress relief/therapy/favourite past time kind of thing. Though honestly, the Bio book one started out as something to keep me awake during lessons. Pretty effective, I would say. Until I run out of nice lyrics or fonts.

Oh and finally some positive academic news, I got a level 7 in both my Chem and Math tests! Rainbows shooting from my ears! Felt pretty good, like a dog after a bath. But not gonna let that get into my head though cause I know there's tons more for me to revise on and it was just a topic test. But it did feel good anyway, knowing that my work paid off.

So that was a good start. Got my sleeves rolled up. I'm ready to take on the rest of term 3.
And I'm gonna do it while neighing like a platypus. MOO!

Not to mention that Mr. Rachpal is leaving in less than a week :D
Not to say I'm happy or anything..
..but WOOfreakingHOO!

Featherstone

I never get the time to meet all of the people that I sorta promised I'd meet during term breaks :/
IB's kicking my ass right now. But I've been training, and soon enough, bloody hell, I'd kick back.

x x x x x x x x

I think, maybe, everything's gonna be alright afterall.

Thanks for smiling again, means alot (:

and, thanks Bryce for checking up on me. Appreciate it. One thousand views, huh? WOO! :D

Sink In

Told myself I was gonna sleep an hour ago. Didn't work out too well apparently. I did try though, give me some credit.

My body's dead tired. But my mind is keeping me awake. Been going on for nights now. So I decided, I'm gonna let it out here. and when I wake up tomorrow, I'm gonna take a beeping refreshing bath and smile at the world.

I wouldn't say I'm a wreck. But my emotions been getting slightly messed up. And it just makes me wanna fcking take off and run. (Yes, I gave up on using beeping. Who am I kidding. I used the word today. and the whole of this week too, really. I'll start the fast again tomorrow when I'm smiling at the world cause right now I just wanna hire someone to fart heavy metal music at the world cause I figure it might be too painful to do it myself)

Then I realise. I have got absolutely no where to run to.

Home doesn't even feel the same anymore. My eldest brother is too obsessed with his girlfriend, it makes me roll my eyes. I haven't gotten a problem with the girl, really. She seems nice. But the few times I saw him at home this whole time I've been back, she's there. And what disturbs me most is he's prioritizing her a weebit too much. It got me mad that he's spending way more time with her than my mum, & I know my mum feels it, having to eat alot of dinners by herself, with my other brother in boarding and my dad in China. If i'm not mistaken, she's having my mum's iPad too. I respect the fact that he's happy with his found love, but boundaries man. Don't get me wrong, I still love this fool I call my brother. But if you really wanna go all affectionate on a girl, fine, but don't fcking hurt or put aside ma in the process & bloody hell, don't give away something that's not yours. I know it's unfair, but I'm slowly repelling away from the girl cause psychological shit kicks in & I see her as a cause to all this.
Then I think, maybe I shouldn't have left for Penang. I would've been able to accompany my mum. To let her know that when she gets back tired from work, I'd be home. & it just sucks, knowing that I can't provide her that.
This leads to me wanting to run to my dad, he who I have confided in since I could talk. But I know it's not gonna help when he's already stressed up with work all the way in China.
It's doesn't seem like a big deal, I know. No chairs are being thrown or anything like that. But I guess when something once so familiar and so warm changes, it kinda messes things.

And my bestfriend. Haaaaaaaaaa. She's changed too.
Well, not in anyway that's personal, cause we're still the best of friends.
But it's just the things that she's been up to, are making her into someone I wouldn't really fancy if I was anyone else but her bestfriend.
& I'm struggling trying to find a line between letting her know that I'm not judging her and slapping some sense into that head.
I love her to bits. and I guess that's why I'm pretty disappointed in her. and worried too. It disappoints and worries me that she doesn't seem to have her own stand in things. What she's done doesn't worry me as much as the possibility of the things she might do. Again, we go back to boundaries.

I guess the best I'm hoping for is that this is just a ''college'' phase she's going through, and she'll leave it behind soon.
Till then, I find it slightly difficult to confide in her knowing she hasn't got herself sorted.
Maybe one of these days, I'll try talking to her again. And maybe this time, she'll do more than just nod and agree. Maybe?

and then there's you.
why on earth do I refer to you as you? You don't even ever come here, you never had a reason to anyway, cause I told you everything. But it somehow feels weird referring to you as him.
So yeah, and then there's you.
I know you not being able to talk to me, is a reaction to the things I said, which practically tore all the things you believed in and held on to. And for that, I feel like the most horrible person on Earth. I always knew that the truth feels like fucking knives sometimes, but now I realize, I much prefer to be on the receiving end than to be on the delivering one.
You came across my dream the other night. You smiled. When I woke up, I felt like hell. Knowing that it wouldn't happen in real life, cause I don't make you smile anymore.
The idea of completely losing you is now becoming more real. and it scares me. I fcking miss you. I miss my bestfriend.
But now I don't know when will you even be comfortable to be friends again. And I guess I'd have to respect that.
Well if it really comes to that, I really hope wherever life brings you, you'll end up happy. Cause happiness is the least you deserve.



And now I shall head to bed.
I hope I dream of being a flying superhero again tonight.
Sleeping to dream.

& I'll wake up tomorrow(hopefully in the morning), feeling like a fcking rainbow eating unicorn who robs teeth from under kids' pillows to exchange it for money with the tooth-fairy.
Cause there's gotta be more to life than getting someone to fart heavy metal music at the world.

''Steady hands, just take the wheel.
Steady feet, don't fail me now''

Sempurna

:)
Yesterday, was a good day. (Haaaa. not yesterday. This post is wayy overdue)

& I'm just so glad I spontaneously decided on Friday to volunteer in Penang's Charis Food Hunt 2012 in New World Park.

so I started the day by cutting cake. Some housewife training right there.

No way, Janet & Bryce were not acting.

It got really really hot while getting the stations ready, so Morgie & I ran off the the faaaaan.

Then teams starting coming in.

So we have Morgan and Josh here at the the Nose Your Spice station. or I think that's what it was called.

Take a closer look.
This is what determination looks like.

And moving on to Bryce and Han Peng's station; Taste Like?, where they have to guess taste it and guess the ingredients.

    

Now step into Janet's and my station, where participants have to finish skinning a cucumber under a minute. Janet and I had trouble deciding the marks to give though. Hard to decide whether their they skinned it too much. Or was there too much skin left.
But I'd say we were pretty generous (:

Yeah. I gave it a go. It took me  like 1 minute. and a few more. like 9 more.

and the other 2 stations that we weren't in charge of was where they had to cube carrots & fry an egg to a doughnut shape.

how the egg is suppose to look like. I would've failed big time if I tried.

got pretty crowded on stage.

Okay. Look at Josh's facial expression change..

...once I enter the camera frame

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So once our job was done, we decided to not waste the cucumbers !
and did the following. Though I think Janet did most of it.
Now we all know what she does at home.

Holding hands.

Good day! (: