The Return!!

Fine, maybe the title itself is kinda lame.

=.= Okay, extremely LAME.

By the way, currently I'm in Sepilok, Sabah, Malaysia (wuhoo!!! shaking my ass)

And I have a hunch, that I'll grow or expand horizontally instead of killing all the fats in my flabby arms, hips and tummy(!!!) as I had highly hoped too. *sigh*

but still, that is merely a hunch, and nothing is impossible (sounds like Adidas LOL)

So yeah, at the moment, I'm staying a nice, comfy rest house with satisfactory internet access,

anyhow. will be moving to the staff's quarter tomorrow afternoon at twelve, and it's a bungalow!

Hahah I think Lady Luck has her eyes on me recently for I got more than what I had bargained for!

Yay!

I was wandering helplessly in loss, sweating profusely, hunting for a cheap lodging, and suddenly, I received a call, and that's how I got my bungalow. hahahha Shall take pics of it tomorrow and post it here.

Talking about Lady Luck, few days ago someone asked me out (is it considered as a date? *giggles*).

And what do you know, I was on the same table with his family. Oh my gayness, it was such an awkward moment at the first, then somehow, thanks to my excellent social skills, I managed to blend in. And it was fun you know. Hehehe The father is a humorous one. The mother is a very caring, motherly like person (lame pun!!!) and 2 beautiful sisters, with the young being a shy one and the elder a jovial one.

*cough cough*

Well, personally, I think he had changed a lot, and this is a compliment for him okay. Seems like, he has grew up, a lot. Maturity, that's the word. And I do noticed that, he has started being a nice gentleman. *cough cough* (did I went overboard by over-compliment him than I supposed to?)

Kay, should stop that right now, before I kill you people with the disgusting posts of him. *chuckles*

Anyhoo, my supervisor saw my tattoo today, and I was like , oh shit. But, apparently, she just laughed over it and it wasn't big deal to them (THEM, I mean, the whole agency. LOL just an assumption.). Phew.

But still, luckily all my working clothes has sleeves long enough to cover it. Except for my tees that's all. =(

Anyhow, I still regard tattoo as a body art, and I don't really see any needs to despise and discriminate it, right? Don't you think so? =/

Or maybe that's because of the perception from the old, stereotype conservative people, that's all.........

K, bye, chao.

p/s : Is my cupid working his ass again? =)

A Not To Be Forgotten Night

What a Halloween Night It was, boy!!!

Had been wishing for an awesome night as I don't really wanna spend another night, a festive one, in room, again. T_____T

Independence Day, Mooncake Festival, My Birthday (Can you actually believe it??!!) ,

ALL IN MY VERY OWN TINY 5M x 4M ROOM!!!

This is just so sad, right?

Damn!

And what do you know, what you wished for is what you get. ^____^

And came the call, in the evening.

And woop!!!

How happy and enthusiastic I was!!!

Plus my roommate, T-cha and L-san. ^____^

Unfortunately, details and pictures shall be remained undisclosed in order to protect those who were there's anonymity. ='(

Still, It was an awesome night ^___^

Looking forward for another one, next year I supposed.

Time to get some really matching outfits starting right now. =D

The Turn

She lifted her head and looked at the sky,

Questioningly and confused.

Frustration from the confusion,

Leads to the indecision.

Her feet made no stop,

Neither she wants to.

Every steps were aimlessly,

Till she came to a branching path.

To the Left?

Or to the Right?

To listen to her heart?

Or to seal her heart?

"Seal the heart!!! And make no more words about it!!!"

She screamed her lungs out.

With that, she made her first step to the Right.

And the Second step.

And the Third.

And hesitate at Fourth.

Her heart beating fast,

Wailing painfully,

Begging her to stop.

This time,

With no hesitancy,

She turned back,

And RUN.

She knew,

It has to be Left,

and Ignorance shall never be done.

Panting and gasping for air,

She continued to run,

Without stopping,

For every second counts.

And for every second,

She's taking the risk of losing him.

At the end of the road,

She saw,

No SIGN of him.

"Am I a fool?

A FOOL in LOVE being FOOLED by LOVE!!!"

Droplets of tears,

Flowed from her glassy eyes,

To her rosy cheeks,

And hit the rocky ground.

MLTR-That's Why (You Go Away)

I won't forget the way you're kissing
The feelings so strong were lasting for so long
But I'm not the man your heart is missing
That's why you go away I know

Return to Nowhere

Despite walking in crowd, surrounded by familiar faces,

She felt lost and alone.

And all eyes were on her, scornfully, despicably.

How she wished the days to come to an end.

There's no way to go, no way to head, no way to run.

No matter where she goes to,

Somehow, returning to the same spot.

Trying so hard and badly,

Throwing herself into the crowd,

Indeed, is a bad idea.

Perhaps, after all, returning to Nowhere,

Seclusion,

IS the way.

The Ugly Duckling

For every each time she takes the bus, she shall bolt to the second last seat beside the window, fearing her seat to be snatched away from her. And that, is her most favourite seat of all. She would sit there, and clouds of thoughts would appear all over her disturbed mind, with her mindless gaze fixed to the window of moving pictures.

Life is very unfair indeed, she thought for herself. There was never a fairytale left for her by the angels, though she's the ugly duckling herself. Since she was young,she had never felt the warm loving touch by the man of the family. Disowned, that is, for she was born a girl. And with the arrival of another ugly duckling, a female, shattered the family portrait.

The sisters were both separated from the brother, as male ducklings are much favoured over the females. And the man, did not even show any remorse, while the she watched her mother shedding pearls of tears, every single night. Grudge and hatred were developed, and she vowed, she shall see no more of him, let him alone, to die on the streets, she shall has no sympathy empathy for this monstrous man.

Among the swarm of ducks, she was to endure the pain of being teased and humiliated, and the laughters were painfully ringing loud in her ears. They sneered at her, the abandoned one... And she tried to run away, but finding herself returning to the reality.

Clock winded forward, and she saw him and the favoured one. The mother welcomed the favoured one back to the nest. Angered and raged was she, as again, she was turned away over him. How she wished to end his eenie meenie tiny puny life and she dreams of it for every night, and waking up every morning with a smirk on her face. But there's no need for her to lay her finger on him, for soon after that, beatings occur, and there he went, being chased out from her castle.

And the man starting giving her calls, and how the hatred over these years had turned her, she slammed the phone, cursing him for his entire life. There is no way she can ever open up her heart for him, for where was him, when she needs a cuddle, and where was him again when she was discouraged, and where was him, to protect her when she felt insecure, and where was him, to fight off the teasings, mockings, bullies when she was laughed for being disowned, abandoned.

She might be the ugliest duckling of the family, with no one to turn to, but deep in her heart, she knows that one day, she shall blossom into the most beautiful swan. There's no need for revenge exaction, for with the pride in her chest, by turning the man who abandoned her away and disowning him would be the sweetest one ever.

Capsule - Love or Lies

Am flabbergasted by his keyboard works. =D

Being a total Ignorant

The words were heart-aching. Yet, these unscrupulous mortals will never stop shooting the arrows of pain at her.

She kept on running, but they kept on catching up.

As for the final escapade, she supposed there is no other way out other than facing them, armed with sorrow, disappointment and hatred.

Few steps back were taken,

and there she went, charging forward with no hesitation,

running into them,

letting out a loud shout of rage,

being a total ignorant.

Toys, are they?

Dogs, are never meant to be pets. Let alone as toys.

You don't buy them, play with them, get bored with them, and leave them on streets.

NO, YOU DON'T

Because they will never leave the spot where you dumped them.

Instead, they wait for you, patiently and loyally, under the hot scorching sun and the cold heavy rain.

For they have faith in you, that you'll come back for them...

Hence, don't ever think of buying one if the initial thought is to amuse yourself for you're a person with no compassion.

Cher - Believe

Do you believe in life after love

I can feel something inside me say

I really don't think you're strong enough...

In the midst of crowd

She remembered the days where she traveled with train for EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Those were the days where she trapped with thousands of people with different personalities, different background and different stories like a pack of sardines in a tiny coach.

There were some kids playing cheerfully while their mothers exchanging dirty juicy gossips. And there were the golden citizens complaining grumblingly about how inconsiderate and selfish young people these days are by refusing them their seats. A bunch of young students in their uniforms, laughing joyfully at the corner of the coach, and a few had eyes scanning every single word on pieces of papers, trying the make use every possible moment.

A young lady sitting at the last seat at the end, with a sorrowful look in her face, near to tears, staring at the small tiny phone...And a young couple having a minor disagreement, back facing each other. A young girl being molested, while the rest keep mum about, pretending to look away. Few rows ahead, there was a lady in her forties, ranting on how hot and stuffy the coach can get to.

The train reached one of its stops, and the door opened, where some of the passengers trying to get out while those barbarians trying to force their way in from outside. Cusses and swears were exchanged and so are the glares. Beeps were sounded, signalling the leave.

Inside the heart of the train, colors were everywhere. Some tried to dress to their best, some being a total ignorant in their appearance, while some being bimbo. It was such a scenery as it is almost a collage came to life. Mutterings, whisperings, laughters, grumbles, all making up as the sound of life. Gossips, sneerings, teasings, mockings, and smirkings, remarking the reality of life.

And there stood her, in the midst of crowd, blasting her ears with maximum volume, mindlessly gazing at the moving scene behind the window, with her thoughts drifting to lala-land..

2

There are two types of people in this world,

either those who are born talented yet totally being oblivous to the hidden talent

or

those who thinks they are and is such a braggart about it, yet they are nothing more than a normal mortal.

Yael Naim - New Soul

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtslwxL_Leg&ob=av2e

See, I'm a young soul in this very strange world

Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake

But why all this hate?

Try to communicate

Finding trust and love is always not easy to make

Boxes to be shared with

Walking down a narrow path in nowhere, along the bushes of berries, I came to an end. There, stood a beautifully built wooden door facing me. I reached out for the delicate gold colored knob with my wrinkled hand and twisted it.

Behind the door, there were uncountable boxes lying on the white marble floor, awaiting me to reveal their contents, one by one. There were so many of them, and I was so tempted to open every each of them. Yet, it was definitely not an easy task to open all for every each box, efforts and sweats are needed. But still, there were few I managed to open and I am really glad I did and am amazed and mesmerized by its contents. However, the joy was short-lived. Every time a box is opened, the contents tend to spill and fades away slowly right before I can catch them.

I really wanted to unlock more and more mysteries in all the boxes and show them to someone who is willing to wait for the revelation patiently for I doubt one sandglass is enough for the effort...

But, the fact will remain unchanged and this time, before it disappear into the thin air right before my eyes, I shall catch it with the butterfly net.