More Work

More work means less time to be lazy and I cannot be not bothered by it because I have to. If I don't, then I'll regret what I haven't done and rot in the wardrobe. That, I can say is a lie; I won't rot but will regret of being lazy. Those school work will haunt me. They interrupt me while I'm having my beautiful sleep and scare me forever. I detest them. I detest those who like to give me homework. I detest those who create homework.

Apart from that, several unwanted things happened, but shit happens just like everyone says for it happens to everyone. I wouldn't go on and babble about it since I don't think it's necessary for me to do so. Besides, I cannot be arse.

Alright, happy living your life people. :)

Something For The Ears

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Story Of A Fictional Person

This person is madly in love with a guy named Joe. He calls her John Lennon, but she's been born as Lennie. She hasn't been in love with anyone during her years of living. However, when Joe appears and enters her life, everything seems to be a blur and all that matters is that he is hers.

Neither of them wanted to break apart, so they spend most of their time together, cherish them all. Little sparks surround them, with white puffy clouds above their heads and beautiful baby blue sky as the background. No cars, bus, lorry or any type of transportation are anywhere to be found at where they are. Not even animals nor humans apart from themselves.

It is a world where only two people could live happily and ever so serene. And the only thing they need to survive is love. Love is everything.

Pursue

We all have some sort of desire for various different things. Perhaps a desire for a luxurious house, mountains of money, brand new car or even a desire to be beautiful. You see, what I meant by being beautiful is not on the inside but the outside instead; the looks.

It is as if being good-looking is something for someone to work their butt off. They thought they have to go all through those surgeries and buy expensive make-up to cover their true identity. It's sad.

The thing is, if they are charmer with a beautiful soul on the inside, then they're fine. However, there's always going to be a vice versa situation, and that is not good.

Also, I think it's such a pity these people would waste their money on plastic surgeries and so on. They could have donate them instead. (I only assume they're rich because those surgeries are fortune to pay.)

Love Birds

"Bet you can't even name one romantic movie you like," she teased. She felt smug when a few minutes went by and Oliver was still unable to name one romantic movie he could profess to enjoy. "The Empire Strikes Back," Oliver finally declared, tapping his horn at a Prius that wandered over the line .

"The Empire Strikes Back? The Star Wars movie? That's not romantic!" Schuyler huffed, fiddling with the air conditioner controls. "Au contraire, my dear, it's very romantic. The last scene, you know, when they're about to put Han in that freezing cryogenic chamber or whatever? Remember?" Schuyler mmm-hmmmed .

"And Leia leans over the ledge and says, 'I love you.'"


"That's cheesy, not romatic," Schuyler argued, although she did like that part. 

"Let me explain. What's romantic is what Han says back. Remember what he says to her? After she says 'I love you'?" Schuyler grinned. Maybe Oliver had a point. "Han says, 'I know.'"


"Exactly," Oliver tapped the wheel. "He doesn't have to say anything so trite as 'I love you.' Because that's already understood. And that's romantic." 

Addiction To A Certain Extent

I never really liked chocolate that much, but after seeing this video, it has made me realise how lush it was. 

The Process Of Procrastination

Like the title said, I am procrastinating and have been doing it quite frequently lately. I don't exactly know why though. I should have been doing my maths, Kemahiran Hidup and art homework, but decided to do them later because I'm a lazy arse.

During my time of postponing things, I've written several paragraphs for a story that I started months ago. Ideas are having their vacation somewhere and left my mind all dried out. I'm hoping that they will come back soon, very soon. Other than writing, I watched two films: (500) Days Of Summer and Kung Fu Panda 2. I also entertained myself by listening to some songs that I found about two days ago on Purevolume. You see, YouTube might be the best place to find new bands/songs/artists, but it can never beats Purevolume.


Here are two of the songs that have made a home in my mind.

These songs might not suit your taste, but it doesn't matter because you can like whatever you fancy, and as for me, I love both of the songs. 

Unrealistic

Duke : Ok, w-why do you have tampons in your boot? 


Viola : Um, I get really bad nose bleeds?


Andrew : So you stick 'em up your nose? 

Viola : Yeah! What, you've, you've never done that? 

           [Boys shake head] 

Viola : Oh my! Beckhem does it all the time. 

Duke : Serious? 

Viola : Yes. Look, let me show you how to do it. Take that off and whatever that is, and, and you stick it right in. It absorbs right up! 

Duke : That's disgusting! 

Andrew : Oh my god! You're room-mates a freak! 

Chilling

I wonder how life would be like when you are an animal. So relaxing and just do whatever you fancy.  

The Yellow Brick Road

At some point of your life, there is going to be a moment when things changed quite a lot that it overwhelmed you, somehow. Perhaps at the stage when you are changing to an adult and left all your youth life all together. It wasn't because you want to; you had to. Frankly, not many want to leave behind their adventurous, epic and free life of being a child, who was looked after as well as indulged by their parents. Sure, they nag most of the time, scold you at an inconvenient time (in front of your friends and such) and somehow managed to embarrass you too.

However, who wouldn't miss the feeling of being loved? I mean, you sure are being loved by your parents all the time, but you're not close anymore. You can't go and hug them (or whatever else) at any time you want, since you are no longer living under the same roof as them. You're out there, solving your very own problems: how to live by yourself in (somewhat) the harsh reality, dealing with crisis and what not.

As you get older, you understood things a lot better, you figure out things a lot quicker, yet there are some other stuff that intended to be complicated and took years to know the reasons of why, how, where, what (and so on) happened. And in my opinion, this exactly what makes being an adult a little chaotic and miffing. Compare to the childhood of yours, you can just ask either of your parents about things that you don't quite know or understand. Alas, that 'luxury' has been taken off, and now you have to answer your questions by yourself, as well as managing the uneasy life.

So, base on the problems (there are many more, but those will do) I've mentioned above, I think it's really crucial to choose the exact right path for your future, because if you don't, then you are downhill like Jack and Jill. It will affect your life greatly.

What I Found

Time

"Time is more precious than gold, more precious than diamonds, more precious than oil or any valuable treasures. It is time that we do not have enough of; it is time that causes the war within our hearts, and so we must spend it wisely." 

'The Gift' has got to be the greatest book I have read in awhile now. The moral of the story was taught to everyone everyday: time is a gift to cherish. Never ever waste time for you will never given the opportunity to go back to the past and take it back. 

Melancholy

 

This is not mine. I found it on Google image, and decided to post it here for it is the most stunning photo I have seen so far. (One of them anyway.) 

One More To Go

Finally! The series is going to completed. I just need another book (12th grade), then I am done collecting and searching. Sigh of relieve. 

Open Up

There are a lot of things that makes me feel annoyed or bothered, and one of them would be shallow-minded people. I just cannot stand it. Why couldn't they see things in others' perspective too and open up a little bit? I doubt that it will hurt, at all.

Alas, I have to put up with this kind of people for the rest of my life. It is a bummer. Majority of them have the similar way of thinking, thus opinions about most of the things in this world, especially when it comes to education.

It is very typical of them to think that if you are a genius in maths or science, then you are going to succeed in your life. However, if you just happened to be great in literature or something relevant to art, you will be looked down and they won't really appreciate the work that you've done. Perhaps because they are arrogant or they just don't know how to appreciate it.

In a way, I pity them for not knowing how to be awed or amazed by a beautiful piece of art work, no matter the form that it was done in; whether it was done as a sketch, a painting, a novel, a play or whatever else. But then again, it is their lost for not knowing how to do such a thing. The appreciation, I mean. 


And if you are still wondering which side I am on; I am obviously on arts. I have never been such a maths whiz nor science, hence it would not be a shock if I ever failed those 2 subjects. In fact, I did but never really thought about giving my concern to it. 

Some Words

I've always wanted to say those words

Though they never managed to come out

Something won't let them slipped through my lips

Now that she has vanished off the earth

My words were no longer to be heard 

I wanted to tell her how much I loved her

How much I missed her

How sorry I was for not being there when I should have

But could not

For that I will accompany her with my words

Let them lay next to her ears

They'll travel through her

Finding a place to stay

Her heart would be their home

They will stay

Stay there forever

I love you

I Learn

 

Koala bear isn't a bear after all. It is, in fact related to the Kangaroos. 

Living The Moment

Sometimes I just wanted to leave my house and my family for a little while, and be gone in my own world with no bother. I wanted to be alone, though not for permanent but only temporary moment. I wanted to experience the life without any chaperones and little nuisance. It would be nice, I bet.

Perhaps the idea of living in solitary is slightly insane; you have got no companions; no mother to pampered with; no significant other to pour out your love and so forth. However, I am one of the people who prefer to spend the time being with no one except themselves.

I like to think. I like to imagine. I like to dream. I am unrealistic.

Blue

Most of the miserable things that occurred in an individual's life happened at home; making home not as sweet as it used to.

Skipping Heart

 

For the past several days, I’ve been listening to this song and less to the others. It peeled off all of those negative wave of feelings surrounding and perhaps inside me, and brought beautiful open blue sky. 

Personally, I think it would be a great song to be heard while you were driving in the car, during a cold winter night as it lightened up the shivering heart. And because of its beautiful sound, this song could also be a sweet lullaby to sing for. 

They should have been more songs like this being aired on the radio, instead of the meaningless, horrible and annoying songs that were played constantly nowadays. 

Yet Another

"You need to visit the mind of the great one. Picasso. Picasso, who saw the truth. Who painted the truth. Who ripped it from the earth with two angry hands." - Mr. Freeman from Speak. 

Peace To The Mind

Someday, I will find a place surrounded by sakura and let myself go for awhile. Going distant from the reality and walk with the surreal imagery. 

Recommendation

 

It would be great if I have the DVD, so that I could watch it a zillion time again. It's such a great film. 

Off The Films

“Great power comes with great responsibilities.” This quote was taken off a film called Spider-Man 2 and was said by Parker’s uncle, named Ben.

According to Parker and his aunt, Uncle Ben was a great man, therefore loved by all of his relatives. Alas, he died for doing the right thing, and this not only happened in films but also in reality that we lived in. It caused great disappointment in everyone who has experienced such a thing, but not exactly the victim. 

If you were the victim, the feeling of being disappointed won’t occur to you for you were already dead, and when you were no longer living, you can’t exactly fell that or anything all for that matter.

This was the kind of thing that made the world opposite of flawless and the human being inadequate as they were now. On the contrary, the world was never meant to be perfect and neither were the humans. Which then, brought me to the question of mine: if that so, why do we all bother to be perfect when we know we can never be perfect or anywhere near that?

I would understand if an individual wanted to make them better and maybe the environment they lived in as well, but better doesn’t mean perfect. It doesn’t at all.

Another great quotation would be: “Worth and cost are two different things.” This was off the very famous film based on a fabulous book written by one of my favourite authors, Sophie Kinsella. If you happened to be a shopaholic then you would know the title for the film, but if not, never to worry because I will tell you. It was called The Confessions of a Shopaholic. Alas for me, I would not write my perspective on this quote; thus fortunately for you since you will be no longer reading my rants. 

So that was me going on about little things in life. I got the inspiration to do so from the quotation I’ve written at the beginning. Also, you might be wondering why I was suddenly writing about things like these. Well, the answer to that was because I spent my day watching those two films that I’ve mentioned before. 

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It's nice.

Beauty At Its Best

    

The graceful bird above portraits the title for this post. 

Desires

I was reading a book entitled 'Mister Pip' on the couch while the telly was on. I read for awhile, loosing myself in deep imagination, then was distracted by the news: a Chinese teenager sold his kidney for an iPad. His desire of wanting to own one of Apple's epicurean products was so, let's say overwhelming, that he was willing to sell his kidney at the price of  £2,077. (Times that by 5 then you will get the price in Ringgit Malaysia.) Well he didn't decide for the price, just agreed to it instead.

After hearing the news, my thought about it was: crazy people these days. I would have said or thought of something else, something vulgar, but decided not to. Even though this might not have been the craziest thing that a human being has done, it was somewhere around that junction of going to be.

Sure, the idea of having the latest "cool" gadgets was tempting, in the least, but I don't think selling the organs of yours was a good idea, at all. Alas, I don't have any suggestions, for I never had a feeling towards gadgets. However, if I did but couldn't afford to buy, I would sit down, think really deep, perhaps squeeze my brain if necessary, and figure out a better solution than taking out my kidney.

Nevertheless, I am still glad that he didn't sell both of his kidney for he will no longer live, and that would be a waste and a regretful decision. But then again, he will not regret for doing so because he can't. He's....not alive any longer.

Oh well....

Engelchen

"I lived it full and I lived it well, there are many tales I've lived to tell."

Tinge Of Orange

Next to the chair, and the beautiful tress, I'm going to build a little house.

The Bright Side

My day was all right for today, and the weather just made it better. Despite all the heavy rain, notorious thunder and flashy lightning, it made the temperature cooler. Wind was whizzing in the atmosphere, blowing at any direction it fancies. I sometimes wondered what it would be like being the wind. Either a bad wind who would blow everything down and messed up people's hair, or a good wind that cools down the blazing hot air, it doesn't matter because it is still the wind.

Perhaps rainy days aren't that bad after all. I know it can create tragedies: floods that would lead to death. (Every one dies at some point. Nobody would ever live forever.) However, that's nature, and you can't stop it from occurring, unless you have some kind of supernatural power, which I doubt so. Fantasy is great, but it barely comes as a realist.

Speaking about fantasy, I wanted to say how wonderful the Royal Wedding was. (Yes, I do realise it's a bit too late to say so.) The horses were amazing. They looked really, really fabulous. All cleaned up and dressed up. I would be ecstatic if I was offered to have one of those horses, but then again, it's all fantasy and a dream, like that song: "Life is but a dream". 

Miss Wang

"You do not alter a Vera to fit you, you alter yourself to fit Vera."

Sewage Mouth

When I say "sewage mouth", I don't mean the breath, it's about how they speak: the words that they use and the way how they express it. You see, I don't usually talk bad about others, but lately I haven't stopped bitching. Does that make me a bitch, for doing so? Well, I wouldn't know, hence the question.

This particular person that I'm on about is not anyone around my age as she is probably two/three decades older than me, yet her behaviour is worse than the infants'. Plus, she's the one that I'm supposed to respect, be grateful for and look up toward, because she has claimed to have all the knowledge about science. Yes, she's my science teacher.

I'm not going to say anything about what she has done or said, for that matter. It was all nasty, thus it's no surprise that I'm not the only who detest her. I don't exactly know the numbers of people who hate her, but what I do know is that, everyone in my class hate her, perhaps as much as I do.

Define Instant

"What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her heart burst and her lungs collapsed and there was no air and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particularly instantaneous."

Said by Miles from Looking For Alaska
Author: John Green

A Little Land

I'm not really a fan of Naruto, but this image caught my attention. It was probably because the characters were in their chibi (little people) form, which made them look ridiculously adorable, as you can see above. 

They were also properly proportionate. The legs are at the right length; the heads are not too big; the size of their bodies are precise. It's adequate.   

In The Process

Yes, I'm in the process of succeeding several different things, and making a fresh new blog is one of them. I've deleted all my posts because I wasn't satisfied with any of them at all. They were all really, really bad written. I want to apologise for those who read it. I'm sorry if it made you eyes bleed, or almost nearly bleeding. Frankly, I was embarrassed by the posts that I've written, hence deleting them seems to be the appropriate thing to do.

While I was going through them, I managed to read one or two, and all I could think was: "What the (insert any bad words) did I write?". The exclamation marks were everywhere. A bit like how people put "lol" in almost every sentence the wrote, regardless of whether it was actually funny or not. (I'm not taking mick out of anyone.) So, you see what I mean? It was just too awful to read.

And having said all of that, I've decided to restart, in hope that I won't annoy anyone with my writing ability; I'm an amateur. Also, I'll try to "decorate" the page a little bit, but not to the point when it's just too fancy. I like things to be moderately done.

Now, that I've said most of things that I've wanted say, there's one tiny thing that's hanging on my mind: I won't be posting every so often; I need to earn the time do so, and lately, I'm unable to do that. The mid-terms exams are coming soon and such. Perhaps just once a week.

Alright, that's all.