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Friday, 29 June 2007

I Take Words Seriously With My Sincere Heart

Because I’m a person who prefers to keep a low-profile and don’t really mix around with people that I feel aren’t compatible with, thus, I have only very few friends.

And because I’m not someone with much abilities that outshines me nor is someone good-looking, I seem insignificant to the world.

And because of all these, I rarely receive praises nor getting nice or heart-moving words from people.

However, I’m contented and happy the way I am, am contented with my condition now and isn’t asking for more praises from people. I’m just contented and happy.

But anyways, occasionally, I do hear some nice words from the people that I feel are closest to me. And because of that, every word spoken from them to me really mean a lot, and I really take every word they say with my sincere heart, and take them seriously.

I can judge by the way they’re trying to convey something to me. If they’re telling me in a joking manner, then most likely, I’ll take it as a joke. But those jokes still mean a lot to me.

This topic is something quite abstract and quite hard to be explained in words due to my limited vocabulary. However, if you’re wondering how much I take words seriously from the people I feel close to… you can see that in the posts that I’ve written in a conversation format – I try to repeat every word they say without changing it and will remember them.

Anyways, in essence here, sometimes I just hope the people I feel close to, don’t just tell me something that they don’t mean it deep down in their heart. I hope they wouldn’t say “I miss you” or “I love you” if they don’t mean it, because I take them really seriously and will treat them back with full of love if they say those words to me. This is my Loyalty and Trust that I always keep deep down inside my heart. This, is me.

Tuesday, 26 June 2007

An First and Last Explanation That I’ll Make

To the those people who told me that they've found out about this blog of mine yesterday, please read this explanation.


In this post, written on the day I was absent in school, allow me to explain myself what this blog means to me.

Just yesterday itself, some people just turned up in front me telling me that they have found out this blog, that belongs to me.

Curious, I asked how they found it out. They said it was nothing of I’m supposed to know about. No one could fathom me feelings at that moment, unless to those of you have encountered this nightmare that finally happened in reality before. I felt great unease, nervous, confusion and the very most feelings that I felt at that moment was… I suddenly a great sense of protection of me towards the people that I’ve mentioned in this blog, the people that I cared and loved the most which is Leng, Leng’s sister, Voon Pang, and very much also to my sister, Pey Tsyr.

Before I begin to express how I feel, allow me to say some few words deep down inside me. I, Kean Lee, is someone who doesn’t speak to anyone about my feelings, about how I feel, about what I think and most of all, my secrets. This is because it’s my natural personality of mine to not trust anyone. And when I do not trust anyone, surely I wouldn’t tell anyone of how I feel and my secrets.

However, there’s only 1 person that I trust with all my heart and 1 place I trust as well. That person I trust is my sister, Pey Tsyr. And the place I trust is this blog. Thus, I can write about all my feelings here and everything about myself.

But having soo much secrets kept deep down inside me, so much cooked-up expressions, thoughts and everything and at the same time not being able to tell anyone, makes me suffer a lot. Thus, I resolved to put them down in someplace, and I’ve chosen this blog as a place that I can seek solace in. I want to put all my worries and anxieties in here.

For those people who came up to me yesterday and told me they found out of this blog of mine, this is the explanation. I plead to you, please don’t think away my place of solace from me. Please do not spread this blog to the people I know in person. Because by doing that, you’re exposing my secrets to them, and my secrets to me are like my life, I cannot afford to allow anyone that I do not trust to know about them.

Please don’t take this freedom away from me. If you’re asking that if my secrets mean so much to me, why am I writing down on the Internet where it’s free for all to see, then I’ll give you the answer that because I needed a place to find solace in, and this is the only place I can seek solace in. The anonymous people who reads all these will then give me advice on how I should lead my life. This blog of mine is like a diary, a diary that wants to be heard, but only heard by people who do not know me in person and can help me by showing me the right path. Please don’t take it away from me.

But at that moment you people yesterday who said you’ve read my blog, at that moment, all my mixed feelings emerged. I sat there, and realised one thing and I learned something very much from there.

I learned and realised that my blog is nothing after all. But the most important thing that made my blog mean so much to me is that the people that I love most and I’ve written in it. I realised my blog is nothing, I realised that the whole blog is really nothing even if I have millions of posts in it. That’s because the people I love most and written about them is Leng, Leng’s sister, Voon Pang and Pey Tsyr, their names have all appeared in this blog, and because of that, it makes me think that this blog means a lot to me. But that’s not true, because for the fact I’ve written about them, I’ve exposed them to my deepest feelings and I might have exposed them some degree of danger towards their feelings or physical self if this blog is to be told to the people that I know in person.

By that, I do not mean to say that I’ve written about the sensitive issues of my life. But I’ve just written about how much they mean to me, how much I love them. But strangely enough, the only person I trust most, is the only person I feel most loyal to, and the person I feel I love most, and that’s my sister, Pey Tsyr.

Let me explain why I say they’re in danger when this blog is known by the people I know in person. Now imagine yourself as Leng, who’s someone I love. Suddenly someone comes to tell you that they have found out my blog and there are a lot of things written there about you. You then go and check it out and realised that I have feelings for you. Imagine how you would feel if you don’t know that I loved you secretly, you would surely feel so emotionally disturbed. Because I love you so much, I wouldn’t want such disturbances to happen to you. I would only want happiness for you. And by those disturbances and attention you might get from your fellow friends who knows I love you, the uneasy feeling and the sense of peace have disappeared in you, that I would mean ‘danger’ for you. Because I love you, I’ll protect you from all those dangers from happening.

So you can now see that this blog is nothing much other than a place to put my secrets in. My secrets are important to me, very important. But yesterday I realised that there’s something more important than my secrets, and that is the security and peace of my loved ones who are Leng, Leng’s sister, Voon Pang and Pey Tsyr.

I am a person who believes in a concept, a virtue and holds on to it very firmly. That virtue of mine is Loyalty and Trust. I have to trust someone with all my heart before the feeling of loyalty can be formed in my heart. And as I’ve said, it’s very hard for me to trust people. And I must admit here, because my relationship with Leng and her sister isn’t close yet, thus I cannot form trust in them yet. Because of that as well, there is not much loyalty in me for them. Because of that as well, my feelings for them isn’t steady.

But if I am loyal to a person, I will love that person till eternity and will swore to protect them, forever. And because of that, if I would to say “Nyeol ji gyeol jul kkae, mit eo, yeongwonhi” and that’s in Korean and it means “I’ll protect you forever, trust, forever” it means I will always protect them because we trust each other, forever.

And I’ve said those Korean words to only 2 people in my life, and they are Voon Pang and Pey Tsyr and have sworn to myself and all the higher beings that I have made such unbreakable vow, and will protect them forever, till eternity.

And because of that, I have shown you how much I hold the virtue of Loyalty and Trust in my life.

I understand the Internet is a free-for-all. You can feely visit any places you desire. But here I plead to the group of people that yesterday you told me about this, and threatened to tell others about this if I didn’t delete something that I wrote in one of my previous post, I plead you to just leave the intenet, and my blog as a place of freedom of speech, a place that I can seek solace in, please do not take it away from me because I won’t have another place that I can seek solace in anymore if this is taken away from me.

And please, also to those people who said they know about my blog yesterday, I make my final plead, please leave me alone and please do not return to my blog. The reason I won’t want you to return to my blog so that I can remain anonymous and will regain my former peace in my mind and will not be bugged of the thought of someone that I know in person and do not trust will be reading what I’m writing. I hope this will be the last post you’ll be reading. Please, I will trust you this time that you’ll not return and cause me the nightmares.

And if you would ever to be in my shoes and be in my position, you’ll know how dreadful and bad I feel. And you’ll know why I plead you not to return here anymore. Please understand my feelings. I’ve said what I’ve got to say here and only to hope you people that said those words yesterday to me to understand me. Please forget that you’ve came across this blog and give me back my sacred place of solace, please give back the security of my loved ones.


(As to fulfil your request, I've deleted what you've asked me to delete.)

Sunday, 24 June 2007

Anticipated Friday – It Was Beautiful

Well, as I’ve promised my readers that I’ll blog today, as also to apologize for not blogging yesterday since I was really tired.

Actually, I just came back from dinner, didn’t have a rest after meeting up with my sister Pey so I’m actually very tired now, but I still have to keep hold to my promise to blog about the events. And please excuse and forgive me for my language I’ll be using here now, because I tend to not think too well when I’m tired.

Well, it was those normal schooling hours for Fridays, as usual – boring subjects for that day. What’s more?? They’ve changed the time-table for the second semester and now I’m having double add-maths for the first thing in Friday mornings and it ends with double chemistry at the end of the day. In between that, double physics, in which two periods are separated by the recess, so it’s physics before recess and physics after recess. Not only that, I have double PE (physical education) just right after double add-maths. Well, I’m not complaining about PE, but why must it just pop on Fridays?? It’ll make me sticky (because of sweat) and I still have to stay back for Taekwondo later in the afternoon, and we don’t have bathrooms in our school that you can refresh yourself after these sweaty activities.

But anyways, let’s ignore my time-table, it’s not the priority that I want to point out in this post. Well, everything was as usual during the class hours. Just right after school, coming out of the Chemistry Lab, I grabbed my bag and dashed to the canteen, waiting for Voon Pang to arrive at 12.30pm. I waited for her because I wanted to invite her out to have lunch in Pizza Hut with me because I was dreadfully bored with the same dishes my school serves (not to mention the poor choices and the quality of the food).

She arrived at around 12.40pm and that instant I spotted her, I greeted her and asked her out, but then she declined with the reason her parents won’t allow her to leave the school compound. Respecting her decision, I just had to face that fact. Well, actually, a lot of students in our school go out for lunch especially during Fridays (because this is the day they have to stay back for activities) because they’re bored of the school food. Besides, the school does allow us to leave the school compound with the condition we don’t do it when we’re having classes.

If you’re wondering that I’m only going out with Voon Pang, then you’re not too right. I actually asked a few friends to come along for lunch, but they declined because they wanted to go to some other place with other friends. And because I didn’t want to cancel my plan of going out for lunch, I’ll be going out even if I have to go with only one friend.

But at last, I stayed back in school and ate those really dull-coloured curry noodles that contributed two curry-red drops on my school shirt, and making me look as if I’m still a little kid that splashes all the food on my shirt. I had no choice, unless if you considered the choice of me going out for lunch alone – that would only make other people think I’m strange or weird to have lunch alone. But I had lunch in school alone, and I didn’t bother about what other people think about me.

After lunch, I went for a little search for Voon Pang because I felt bored and just wanted someone to chat with. Apparently, the only person I feel that I can actually share my secrets with is her, so it’s natural that I’ll feel more comfortable talking to her. However, I couldn’t find her after searching around the school. So I went to sit under the tree alone and removed my spectacles, and closed my eyes and enjoying the cool air under the tree.

I sat there for quite some time actually, relaxing my mind and kept rereading the Korean phrase from Heaven’s Tree (Nyeol ji gyeol jul kkae yo, mit eo, yeongwonhi. It actually means ‘I’ll protect you, trust, forever’) to myself. I held my hand to my heart whenever I felt my heart is contracting (the painful feeling in your heart when you’re on the verge of tears). I held my hand on my chest when I reread that phrase and telling myself that I’ll protect her forever.

Finally, I spotted Voon Pang when I returned to the canteen to get my tumbler to have a sip of water. I took that small piece of paper that has that Korean phrase and gave it to Voon Pang. That strip of paper has 2 sentences. The first sentence was written in Korean that it says ‘If my feet are cold, so will my heart be’ and the second sentence is ‘I’ll protect you, trust, forever.’ I told her the meaning of the first sentence but didn’t tell her the second sentence, because her friends are just beside her and might misunderstood that I have feelings for her. After that, she and friends went off somewhere.

I just sat on that long chair in the canteen and looking up at the sky. Suddenly, I spotted Leng’s sister with her bag that she’s carrying on her shoulders and 2 hand-held bags with her hands. She looked soo beautiful that I was speechless when I saw her walking towards me, but she was actually going somewhere else, not exactly facing my direction. I faced down and pretended not to see her because I was really shy and when she walked pass me, I looked at her from behind, with so much love that I wanted to be walking and talking with her at that moment and helping her carry those heavy bags. Then I wondered why she came to school at this hour, she usually comes to school really early on Fridays.

Couldn’t stand it anymore just sitting down there and thinking about these things, I stood up abruptly and walked towards her direction and stopped suddenly, heart beating really fast and thinking really fast about whether I should just appear in front of her and greet her. But before I could make a decision, I saw her walking up the flight of stairs, apparently wanting to visit the library (the library had that Egyptian era exhibition, so she wanted to visit it). And because she just walked upstairs, I thought that it’s no good to just follow her up like that and go into the library with her. Apparently, to get inside the library for the exhibition, we’ve got to queue up and the queue was really long. So if I was to stand with her and queue with her, that situation and scene would be very inappropriate, right?? (Inappropriate because of various reasons)

So I took a walk and saw Voon Pang again but merely smiled at her friends and her because I see they’re in their girls’ conversation and it’s not appropriate to just barge in. Thus, I went to sit under the tree again. Suddenly, Voon Pang called me twice. I didn’t respond her first calling because I was unsure if someone was calling me. She asked why I looked soo down but I merely smiled and said nothing happened.

When the bookshop opened, we went inside together (Voon Pang was waiting for it to open). I bought a gel pen and she somehow wanted to buy some key chains but they were out of stock or something. I left the bookshop a moment after they left (because I took a moment to choose which was a good pen) and when I came out, they were gone.

Then I thought I had to tell Voon Pang what the second sentence meant. I took out my wallet and took out a note with some Korean words written on it (yeah, my wallet is full of Korean phrases written on little notes). I turned the note around where it’s blank and wrote in English ‘I’ll protect you, trust, forever.’, folded it and went searching for Voon Pang. I finally found her walking on her way to the School Hall. I gave her the folded paper and she was trying to open and read the folded paper. I didn’t want others to see what’s written on that paper so I took the paper back from her hands, folded it again and put it back into her hands and ask her to read it inside the hall.

And that was about me and Voon Pang yesterday. Nothing happened after me and Voon Pang’s events but something turned up during my Taekwondo training…

I was resting during a break after a vigorous Taekwondo training. I sat down in front of the School Hall (we had training at that spot) and was just relaxing myself. Of all of a sudden, Leng’s sister suddenly appeared. She was walking out of the Girls’ toilet and I was utterly stunned and frozen when I saw her. When she was walking pass me, she glanced at my direction and turned her head to walk again but then in another split second, she turned and look at me and smiled and gave a greeting gesture of a ‘V’ sign with her hand. Usually, people will wave their hands as a gesture of greeting. But this time, she gave a gesture of greeting with a ‘V’ sign with two fingers(the sign you always pose in front of the camera). As quick as she gestured that greeting to me, she stopped gesturing at me and if my memory serves me right, she quickly turned that ‘V’ gesture into a wave of her hand. Well, I think that she wasn’t thinking too much when she wanted to greet me so she just gestured a ‘V’ sign. Sometimes, I tend to do that mistake too. But what I’m trying to say here is that when she actually did that ‘V’ sign and smiled at me, she looked soo cute when she did that. She was just soo cute that I have no other words to describe her anymore.

After she left, my Master (Taekwondo instructor) brought a target for us. Well, a target is actually like a punch bag where you can hit it as hard as you like, and could serve for training purposes or just for fun. Since there were not many Taekwondo students present yesterday, I had more chances to have a go on that target. Usually, when there is a lot of Taekwondo students, your times of having a go on that punch bag is very little as all of them wants to have a go hitting it. However, since I’m also having a higher belt (higher belts usually are given more chance to have a go on these stuffs), I had quite some time with it. Anyways, not many people wanted to try hitting on that target yesterday and I really wondered why because usually when Master brings out the target, everybody swarms there because they wanted to have a go on it. Well, not to brag, but very surprisingly, my kicks gave a quite loud sound and the people surrounding was in awe when I kicked the target a few times. Anyway, I didn’t like that attention (I never liked attention from other people) and they might think I’m showing off (but I’m not) so I just did 4 turning kicks and went off immediately. I came back later and kicked 2 times with a turning kick and did a louder sound with a jumping turning kick. After that, I walked away again because they were kind of like cheering me and that attracts attention and I dislike attention. But what I was most surprised of this whole thing was that only two people really made some attention when the kicks where being thrown to the target. One of them is me, and the other was a friend of mine. But again, I’m just writing this down so I won’t forget it, please don’t have the perception that I’m bragging or whatsoever.

After Taekwondo, I called Dad to pick me up from school. He said he’ll be arriving in 10 minutes. So at the time being, I went to see Leng’s sister having her PE. I looked at her from afar and she looked soo cute when she was trying to throw that ball into that basketball goal. She kept missing it and she looked so cute at everything she does. But I when I turned to go after 8 minutes looking at her, I looked at her the last time and held my hands on my chest and said to her in my heart ‘Nyeol ju gyeol jul kkae, mit eo, yeongwonhi’ and turned to leave.

Wednesday, 20 June 2007

What Happened on Today, Tuesday (19, June, 2007)

And so I went to school today, and the first conversation with Leng today morning was when we were lining up in the class corridor, waiting for teacher to arrive. I told her that Heaven’s Tree is going to be aired at 7.00pm on the 26th of June, which is only a week from now. She smiled sweetly without a saying a word and I looked away from her away for a little moment, and so did she. After a second, I looked at her again, trying to get her attention and waved at her then she looked at me and I said “Must watch yeah??” and she stood there for a moment, then frowned and said “I’ve got tuition.” I heaved a sigh quietly and smiled at her with a sympathetic look.

After recess, we had to go to the library for some exhibition about some Egyptian stuffs. Just about to take the flight of stairs that would lead us to the floor where the library is situated, my heart skipped a beat and my eyes widened. I saw Voon Pang!! I waved at her with full of enthusiasm and she looked surprised to see me too!! I didn’t expect to see her so early in the morning, because usually afternoon students arrive school only in the afternoon. I got really excited and shocked to see her in a day that I didn’t expect to see her. I chatted with her for a little while and asking some questions but then had to go up to the library. Then we parted when I had to leave for the library, of course I wanted to go into the exhibition with her (because I’ll be bored going in with my classmates who weren’t close to me) but she declined, I guess she must have thought it was boring to go in the second time.

After the exhibition, I saw her again and this time she was working on her maths homework. I didn’t have even a minute to spare with her because I knew teacher was on her way to class, so I bid goodbye to Voon Pang and went back to class.

When school ended, I went downstairs and put my bag aside. Since I was released from class 40 minutes earlier because teacher was absent, I had the time to roam and hand around until my transporter comes to pick me up.

Walking downstairs, there I saw Voon Pang again, the the third time today. I waved at her, but from a distance, but then looked at her again and stopped waving at once because that COULD only be Voon Pang because she doesn’t look like her but look like her at the same time. So she walked nearer towards me and this time, I’m sure that it’s her, so I waved my hands at her again. Again I felt that tinge of excitement as if seeing someone that have long not seen each other. We chatted a little and then she had to go back to her class. Apparently, she didn’t know where which subject and where she’s supposed to go now because the time-table has changed.

But walking with Voon Pang halfway then I suddenly saw Leng. At that instant, when Leng’s and my eyes caught each other, I smiled and greeted her. She waved a gesture at me, like calling someone to come over. I got excited about what she wanted to tell me. She then asked me about what she should do if she’d lost her Public Examination Registration Number because she said she’s lost it and she asked out class teacher, but our teacher also didn’t know about it. I felt so bad and I really wanted to help her so badly but couldn’t think of a solution. Then she asked me about some literature workbook teacher asked us to bring to school. But anyways, those were only the two questions that she posed me and I really wondered why didn’t she have other questions for me not related to work?? But it was alright, at least we spoke to each other in a way. But I’ll find my best way to help her get back her Number.

After that conversation, she then asked me when I would be going back. After replying her, she then asked me what I would be doing at the time being and I said “Just hanging and walking around.” She didn’t move but merely stood at that spot. Her expression told me that she was in the same position as me, bored and no where to go, but just waiting for her transport to arrive. She stood there for a moment, and I wanted to take a walk with her but she finally walked away the moment I turned away in search of Voon Pang. I thought that was a waste. I should have walked together with her so we can chat whatever that is possible.

I saw Voon Pang again, now walking towards me. We didn’t really chat this time because she looked soo tired walking about finding her class, with her heavy bag dangling on a shoulder with another thing that she’s holding seemed heavy. I wanted to help her carry them because she looked really exhausted but I didn’t because I wondered what would Leng think of me if I’m holding something for someone else.

After Voon Pang walked away, then I remembered about Leng and wanted to find her to be with her, because i know she'll be bored. The moment we parted just now, Leng headed for the canteen, so I headed to the canteen to look for her. At first sight of the female friends sitting down on that table chatting, as I'm walking towards them, I debated in my mind on whether I should ask them the whereabouts of Leng, but then if I do that, I would be risking that they would know that I have feelings for her.

However, as I got nearer to them, I realised Leng is there, just hidden behind another girl. I felt some relief and strode nearer to the table and sat opposite of Leng. But Leng did not chat to me the entire time I was there. I was there for about 10 minutes but the only conversation between us there was me bringing up the topic of her poem. I praised her and said how shocked I was when teacher called out her name and didn't expect that. I wondered if she felt flattered. After that conversation between us, she was quiet again and we didn't continue other topics.

But when the time reaches 1.40pm, she had to go. A friend and her just left that spot together, at that moment when she left, she and her friend were not conversing with each other. However, when she left, the thing that broke my heart is that she didn't greet me before she left. She just left like that with her friend, as if i was not there. I was left in confusion of why she would consider me as someone close when she said those words to me 'you're someone I can find solace in.' during our first chat online but then today she didn't greet me before she left. What I'm trying to say here is that, if we are close to someone and when we want to just leave for someplace or excuse ourselves, usually we will greet the other person first before we leave.

Perhaps she just forgotten to greet me, and perhaps her mind was quite full already because she was thinking of ways to get back her Number. But whatever the reason may be, for I could not tell why it happened now, I could only tell myself that she didn't pay much attention towards me. Because if she did, she would have greeted me at least, before she left.

And that concludes the events that happened in school for me today. Quite some stuff happened to me and it was quite a hectic day actually. But nevertheless, the whole thing went well and I’m glad that it did. Soo, now I’ll be anticipating what nice things are about to happen to me tomorrow.

What Happened on Monday (18, June, 2007)

Perhaps I’m just being a little emotional these days. Just watching the Korean drama, Heaven’s Tree, it easily moved my heart and made me cry in every episode that I watch. It’s not easy to make a drama that can make you cry, what’s more crying in every episode you watch. Perhaps it isn’t that heart-moving after all, maybe it’s just me that I’ve got too sensitive and emotional lately. And because of me filling my time with that beautiful drama, I’ve slacked a little in my blogging. I apologize for that.

(Note: if you read the previous post, saying that Monday was went quite alright, then that’s the good part that happened on Monday. In this post, I’ll be writing about the bad thing that happened on Monday.)

Monday was a bad day. Maybe it was just me, the bad side of me that made me feel that way.

Nothing much actually happened on Monday, except for this shocking thing. Before I begin, let me take you back a few weeks before of that Leng said to me. That very first day when I had my first conversation with Leng online, just after a few sentences that we chatted, she said that she’d never thought my English was this good. This is what she said: “I didn’t think your English was this good. Usually the people I chat with online speak in broken English.” Instantly, I felt flattered. Certainly you know how my standard of English is, they’re just too inferior. But the feeling of having heard that from someone you love really gets you excited and feel honoured for that, although it might be true or not.

Psychologically, if you were to praise someone for his or her ability, let’s relate English in this case, then indirectly, you’re telling that person that your English standards are just inferior to that person. So to put this whole idea into the conversation of Leng and me, just naturally, I had the impression that her English was not on par with mine. Frankly, deep down inside me, I’m alright with that, because usually the men has to excel in some things compared to the women. But seriously, this idea is not ego, in my opinion. Because of how the society sees it, it’s became the knowledge of the norm to understand and acknowledge that the ability of the male gender to be better than the female gender. Remember me telling you about the responsibilities of the man in the family being to breadwinner of the family??

But it’s alright, I don’t mind whether if she’s better than me in English or not, it matters more that we love each other.

Now let’s get backtrack a few days before, which was last Thursday. Last Thursday, at the last 2 lessons, I had double English. Teacher brought us a room which is air-conditioned and she reckons that it’s a place more conducive for learning. Oh yes, the normal classes in my school is not air-conditioned. The only air-conditioned places in my school are the 2 computer labs, 2 teachers rooms, the office, the library, sewing machine lab which is located downstairs (yes, we have 2 sewing machine labs) and the library. That day, teacher gave us two options of work and either one of them must be handed in at the end of the lesson, one of it was to complete a 800 words essay or a poem with a minimal of 16 lines. Of course, no one had the time to complete an essay, worst still, 800 words essay in just an hour. So everyone opted for the poem.

And now, let me return to the topic of what happened on Monday. English teacher came into class and congratulated some people about their wonderful poem works and have chosen three best ones to represent our class for a competition organized by some college. Teacher called out the first person and it was an Indian girl. We weren’t surprised for her poem to be chosen because we all knew that her English was the cream of all creams.

But the very thing that shocked me most of all is that the second person teacher called out was… Leng. I could have swore that my heart skipped two beats. By palms were instantly wet and I darted my sight directly at her. She looked surprised, turning to her friends to confirm whether she heard it right that teacher called out her name. Indeed, it was her name being called out when teacher repeated her name again to come out to present her poem. I gave applause to her when she was on her way to the front of the class, beginning to present it. I listened to her intently to every word she said. Given about only an hour to write a quality poem that Thursday and Leng had wrote quite a lengthy one indeed. Not only was it lengthy, it was of some quality one, too.

Because I still had the impression of her English not being that great since she praised me that Friday, I kept wondering if her poem was a modified version of some song. Because usually the lyrics of songs reassemble poems because of the tone. I was in doubt that it was her true talent. I was in doubt of the tough words she used in her poem. I had always had the idea that poem writing requires both skill and strong English vocabulary.

But how can that possibly be?? The way and style of English she spoke to me online and in person could not strike the surprise that her command of English was good. Because usually you’ll need to speak and write well to be able to produce some quality piece of work (written work). And in this whole scene, it doesn’t really makes sense at all. It’s not that I’m looking down at her before I knew her English was this good, but the whole thing doesn’t make any sense.

Then I tell myself that perhaps she’s just being modest. At the same time, giving credit to her for her command of English, very obviously better than mine. However, my other side of myself is in quite a dilemma and because of that, I’m pushing myself to the fullest throttle to improve all my abilities, my English and everything else, so she would have something to look up about me and not only me just looking up at her.

(Note: I’ve realised that this is getting rather lengthy, so I’ll write about today’s (Tuesday) events in another post.)

Do I Deserve All the Sorrows??

It’s been quite some days since I’ve written my last post. Today, let me tell you what happened starting since last Sunday. (Because this post might get rather long, I’ve decided to split write this post up to the events on Monday, but more parts about Monday will be written in the second post. )

I turned on my computer, after sister is off the Internet, I signed into msn as soon as the internet connected. The very moment I signed in, while the computer lagged and slowed down in its performance when I just signed into msn, at that instant, I saw an opening conversation for me and realised that it Leng…

The whole weekend, I’ve did not have any chats besides with Voon Pang on that Saturday in msn, but just that Saturday night, the very moment I signed in, I was instantly greeted by Leng. Just imagine that beautiful feeling, someone you love, greeting you first of all the people, and at that very moment you appeared in front of that person you love. I was in joy, I was smiling and I felt so much love in every part of me.

We chatted for a few minutes, from the topics of homework, her eye infection (I’m really worried sick about her), drama of Heaven’s Tree and thanking her for the music she gave me that Friday. She had to go at 11pm, so there we parted and she said “See you tomorrow.” Although those words is so commonly heard around, but having to hear those words from the one you love really melts your heart. It melted my heart because I believed when that she said that, she would still want to see me tomorrow. Being wanted to be seen by your loved one is a really beautiful thing.

The next day, which was a Monday, I went to school and the moment I reached class, as usual, I was just too shy to just look at her and greet her. That feeling really makes you feel guilty, deep down inside you’re scolding and hitting yourself and said you should be braver.

During recess, I suddenly got really excited because I know I could meet Voon Pang during recess, where she finishes her House practice. I had in mind that we would have a lot to chat, but as usual, when I meet up with someone usually I just tend to forget everything what I wanted to say. And indeed, I met her a few minutes after recess had begun and greeted her. Initially, she didn’t see me, but when I waved my hand at her direction of sight, she saw me, smilingly and said “Hi!! I didn’t see you!!” we chatted for only about 8 seconds before we parted because she had to go back home, through the front door. But anyways, I was happy to meet her that day. She’s just soo nice that sometimes I had just wished that I was in her year and same class, so we can talk about Yiruma, and all the Korean stuffs.

Nothing much happened after recess. After school, I didn’t wait with Leng for her transporter to pick her up, but merely stand away from her, pretending to have an interesting chat with my friends, but I was constantly looking at her from afar, wishing and hoping that I was there standing beside her, and having a beautiful chat with her.

I’m not being ‘cold’. I don’t like being cold. But it’s just my nature, I’m naturally shy and because of that, I’ve become anti-social. I think of things when I’m alone, and usually I’m always alone. Perhaps, occasionally I could be seen chatting or laughing with some friends, but I feel that my heart and mind isn’t there, I feel that it has gone to the person I love so much. I’ve often questioned myself of the reason that I’ve become like this, of what I should deserve to have such a mind that thinks just about everything that crosses my life. Could a mind my mine be considered a blessing, because if I won’t be able to think like this, I could have been far worst off than now. Or could it be a punishment, to think about all these things that makes me feel pain in my heart and feel like crying, but just no tears would flow out.

I’m not like this. At times, I just ask myself “Kean Lee, is this really you?? You don’t use to be like this.” This is just not me. I remember those days where I’m still always in a jovial mood, ignoring my problems because I knew I couldn’t solve those problems anymore. But I know all these will end. I know it’s just a matter of time I’ll be getting back on my feet and will cease posting these posts of sad memories, and will begin talking about my happy life, because happiness would only be what I will be able to feel everyday and not sadness anymore.

However, my meaning of my jovial mood means that I’m happy and quite contented without many problems disturbing me. I could communicate well with my close friends. However, being in that jovial mood, I was still an anti-social person. I will usually not talk when sitting with someone that I don’t know or don’t feel close because I’m just shy and don’t feel a need to talk about anything. But I’ll only begin to talk if there’s something urgent or important or matters regarding with work. I’m just being honest here because it’s a blog, but being anti-social is not something good or should be proud of, but it’s the bad side of me.

Friday, 15 June 2007

What’s There Waiting For Me…

I didn’t have a great sleep yesterday, though sleeping at a little late, around 1.30am. Waking up at 6.30 with eyes wide awake, I woke up and brushed my teeth and proceeded with a refreshing face wash and telling myself that I’ve waited long for this day, despite there were not too many interesting reasons to anticipate this day.

Keeping myself awake now just to prevent myself from falling asleep because I didn’t want to forget anything after I wake up, so here I am, blogging about some nice things that happened today!!

Everything was alright, I had double Biology stated very first on my Friday’s timetable. Teacher discussed the test papers for a little while and then gave out sheets of notes for Chapter Four. Teacher then went to the Biology Preparation Room and the class started to make noise (as per usual thing). Leng and Ken (remember that girl?? A good friend of Leng.) were playing with each other on the same table we were sitting and suddenly Leng just sat on Ken’s chair, which was only two seats away from me. Then they tried to catch each other and were giggling happily and Leng went back to her seat. Not too long after that, when Ken went to the front (I can’t really remember where she went), then suddenly, Leng just sat on Ken’s seat again. Usually Leng sits opposite of me in Biology class, which is about a little more than a metre away from me.

Leng suddenly just said something, which I didn’t hear her clearly but then she thrust her hand towards my Biology Chapter Four notes and held it and say “Can ah??” and I smiled politely and nodded to her. Although I know I didn’t know what she wanted, I just nodded and agreed, ahh, this is just love…

She placed the notes in front of her and then took my mechanical pencil which was on the table and before she started writing, she said “I write here ok?” and now I got the whole idea, she wanted to write something for me. I then asked her “What is it about??” and she said “A song.” And I agreed. I watched her write with full of love in my and loved everyway she wrote on my notes. She handed me back my notes and I took a look at what she wrote

Angela Aki

- Sakurairo

- This love

That’s what she wrote and she told me: “But it’s Japanese lar.” And I nodded with a polite smile. She walked back towards her seat and I tried to get her attention over a metre away and said “Thanks!!” with a smile. She smiled back.

Now, about the whole incident of her purposely sitting there with an intention to share some beautiful things that she’s experienced (in this case, Japanese songs) really surprises me. I didn’t even have the thought of it coming anyway. And before this, we didn’t really chat much in person and were quite shy already of greeting each other. Could this whole thing be a dream??

Talking about dreams, I just dreamt about her yesterday. In my dream, I saw her there. She was saying things to me that didn’t make sense and seem to be showing her emotions of sadness and sorrow. She kept saying things that was not related to one another but the things she said was about her sadness and I could see that in her eyes. But then, till a stage when I think she’s about to cry (if my memory serves me right that I remember her on the verge of tears in my dream), I held out my hand to her and hoped that she will grab it and will feel that she’s protected by me. In that dream, I kept wanting to hug her and held out my hand to make her feel that she has got someone beside her, a Guardian Angel. Unfortunately, I was awoken out of my dreams and had light dreams that weren’t related to her later on.

During my club meeting in the afternoon which I anticipated that because I can meet Voon Pang and have a good chat with her, we finally met each other at around 12.45pm and I was excited and thrilled to see her. So I sat beside her and we chatted about some stuffs before I was being called upon my friend to help conduct some games for the society (after all, I’m holding one of the top 4 posts in that club. The club consists of only about 20 to 30 people so it’s fairly easy to get a post.) but was reluctant to take up my friend’s seeking of help for me to conduct the games because I wanted to talk to Voon Pang the whole session. But then, everything went well, the games started and Voon Pang and I were not in any teams because I’m merely helping in the game while Voon Pang said she’s very likely to have a nose-bleed when she’s too active. So Voon Pang and I hanged around a little further away together when the games were being conducted with the other students who were involved.

After the games, however, Voon Pang gave me a shock because her nose was oozing with blood out of her nostrils. I felt so worried and helpless at the same time. I wanted to bring her to the toilet but then remembered that I’m a boy and can’t enter a female’s toilet. I was grateful enough that her friend beside her got some tissue ready for her so that solved all the problem. But then, I was still worried sick about her and popped the question “Are you alright??” many times and she kept saying “I’m alright.”, “Don’t worry.”, “I’m used to it.” And she says that it’s a usual thing for her as it has always happened to her since she was young. But I know I must do something to help her. I always feel obliged to help people that I feel that I want to help them in all sorts of ways possible.

I didn’t get to see Leng’s sister today though. But I really missed her. I missed greeting her and I missed everything about her. But I got over that in a matter of hours because many good things happened today. I am happy today and hope everyday would be brighter as days goes on.

Heaven’s Tree

Yeah, this is the drama you saw on TV and it’s going to be aired soon!! It’s really a beautiful drama!!

I got quite hooked after watching the less-than-a-minute commercial of this drama on 8TV and it looked really good. The song that was the background of the commercial complement so well with the advertisement. But then, I’ve heard of that song before and instantly knew it must have been Shin Seung-hoon’s song, but I didn’t know the title, that’s all.

Just yesterday, my usual curiosity and frenzy over Korean stuffs, I looked on the Internet for this drama and landed on my usual Clubbox and started downloading it. I left the computer on overnight and it successfully download 2 episodes of them…

Coming back from school and watching episode one, I was instantly taken aback by the beautiful background scenery of the white snow in the drama. Not only that, the story was soo good, soo touching and soo beautiful that it moved my heart and made me cried even only watching the first episode. Well, I have not watched any Korean shows or dramas that made me cry at it’s very first episode. Thus, you can really guess well how really good this drama is; it’s just simply beautiful to be described with words.

The beautiful music sang by Shin Seung-hoon as one of the drama’s OST is called Eo Ddeok Ha Jyo (어떡하죠) and it’s the background music of this blog. I really love this song, it’s just soo good!!

Well, since I have the time, I’ll post up the lyrics of this song (I don’t know why, but I took ages to find the non-romanized version) and do a whole romanization for it as well.

가슴이 얼었으면 자꾸 타는 사랑이 꺼지게

Naegaseumi eol eot eu myeon kku taneun sarangi kkeojige

제발 그만 가슴아 그만해

Jebal geuman gaseuma geumanhae

그렇게 자꾸 타면 힘들잖아

Geureoh ge jakku tamyeon himdeul jahna

괜찮다고 괜찮을거라고 데인 가슴 쓸어보지만

Gwaenchandago gwaenchaneul gyeorago dain naegasum tto sseuleo bojiman

입술이 떨려와 눈물이 올라

Ipsui tteolryeowa nunmuli cha olra

울기싫은데 눈물이 안들어

Olgisirh eunde nunmuni naeman andeuleo

어떡하죠 애를 사랑합니다

Eo ddeok ha jyo jyeo arreul saranghapnida

보고 웃네요 이런 모르고 있죠

Nalbogo utneyo iireon nalmorogo ittjyo

어떡하죠

eoddeokhajyo

이런 들켜버린다면 웃음을 다신 없겠죠

Iireum naldeul kyeobeon rildamyeon jyeo ut reum eul dashinbunsu eotgyejyo

사랑하는 맘이 눈빛에 섞일까 조심하며 바라봅니다

Saranghaneun naemani nun bichil eh seokilkka josimhamyeon barabomnida

안된다고 이러지 말라고 가슴이 뛰게 숨을 참아보지만

Anduendago iiryeoji manrago gaseumi motdige sumsel kkokjam abojiman

입술이 떨려와 눈물이 올라

Ipsun ii ddeolryeowa nunmul ii chaonra

터져나오는 한숨에 무너져요

Teojyeonaoneum hansumeh ddomuneojyo yo

어떡하죠 애를 사랑합니다.

Eoddeokhajyo jeoaereul saranghapnida

보고 웃네요 이런 모르고 있죠

Nalbogo utneyo iireon nalmureugo itjyo

어떡하죠 이런 들켜버린다면 웃음 다신 없겠죠

Eoddeokhajyo iireon naldeul kye beorindamyeon jeout eum da shin bolus eop gye jyo

사랑해요 그댄 계속 몰라줘도 영원토록 바라볼게요

Saranghaeyo geydaen nalgyesum molrajyeodo yeongwontorok barabom ni da

There you go… I took about 10 minutes romanizing them, home you like it!1 Oh, I didn’t not check my romanization, so excuse those that didn’t sound alike the music.

Thursday, 14 June 2007

Weakened Feelings

Just last week, there was a burning and anticipating desire for me to see her again when school reopens. I kept thinking about her every moment and every time. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. However, when the time was nearing the Sunday last week, my feelings for her, somehow, have lowered itself.

Perhaps that might be a cause for me telling myself that I’ve been thinking too much of things and gotten a little overboard. I kept reminding myself if I don’t think too much of her and not to worry about too many things, gradually my feelings for her will cease and I would want that to happen because I have a major and crucial Public Examination to sit for the end of this year.

However, another part of myself tells me that I don’t want to let go my feelings for her. But anyways, at that moment, my mind was just too clogged up thinking about everything about her and you know how a clogged mind fails to think rationally. At that moment, I was in dilemma; I was lost in thoughts and literally, quite lost my mind of what’s going around me. I felt I was like in a mild depression and it’s very unusual for people at my age to have depression but in essence, all these depression and stuff is all caused by the overwhelming matters happening that caused me to think about all of them and can’t solve and get over the matter. Over in a very short period of time, these matters bother and haunt you every moment you’re breathing and you will feel the ill-effects of it like having insomnia. Once you feel better and that’s when you stop thinking about it for a moment, but suddenly your mind just irritatingly popped something back, you feel that painful squeezing sensation in your heart that makes you feel like crying, but no just tears will come out.

Upon getting to see her on Monday and witnessing that almost all her results was way better than mine, I felt that sensation of pain and sorrow. I felt that I didn’t have the right nor even the dignity to face her and that’s why I didn’t talk to her and waited for her transport with her that day, but merely avoided her sight which will only make me suffer whenever I see her.

Tuesday was way better. It was strange, but very soon I began to realise my feelings for her have declined tremendously. From feeling all the pain and desire to see her and missing her so much suddenly turned to a feeling of mere liking. It’s really weird all with all these feelings going about so abruptly. Maybe my mind told itself that I’ve seen her and I’m happy that I’ve seen her so I don’t miss her now. But currently, since I’m already getting a better grip of myself, I tell myself that I just admire her, but not love her whenever I see or think about her. Perhaps I’m lying to myself, because deep down inside my heart, I know there’s really a great love of me for her, but I just have to do this because it’ll help me stand again on my feet.

And currently, I felt my feelings might have shifted towards Leng’s sister. Perhaps all this matters that are happening are actually giving me a sign of awakening and enlightenment that the person I really love isn’t Leng, but it’s Leng’s sister. I dare not say if it’s really a sign, but I’ll allow more time to tell me who I really love.

But putting everything aside now, giving me back my ease of breathing, I’m more looking forward for tomorrow, which is a Friday, because my club meeting is on tomorrow. I’m not too sure why I’m anticipating tomorrow, but I guess it’s because I can meet Voon Pang tomorrow at the meeting so I we can have a chat. I love chatting to her because I think she’s a really nice person.

As for now, I written this is because Abby’s given me the inspiration for me to do so because she said this: update! i come here everyday and i expect to see a new post everyday. haha. this is like a novel/drama to me already =P

Happy to read that, because at least I know if even one person is reading this, it’s worth all the effort put into everything.

And please do visit my meimei’s blog… I want to give her the inspiration to write more!!

Me In Person (a brief overview)

I realised that I’ve quite forgotten to say about my physical-self and my likings… well, I don’t know if other bloggers do this but I’ll do it anyways…

Age: 17 (right as in year 2007)

Height: Around 169-171cm (checked my height ages ago…)

Mass: 52kg

Yes, I wear spectacles with the power of 300+ on one side and the other is 200+

Hmm, if you’re wondering if that’s really bad, then you’re probably not quite right because I still can see things without spectacles. But surely I’m almost equivalent to blind without it (maybe it ain’t that bad). I prefer contact lenses but have yet to try that on because Dad says it’s more troublesome and stuffs.

Food Section:

  1. I don’t like junk food, so I almost don’t take them.
  2. I love chocolate, and mind you, I don’t take chocolate as junk food because it actually helps to prevent you from getting cancer if you have some everyday.
  3. I don’t love soft drinks too, it’s just too sweet. But I have it occasionally if I have no other beverages.
  4. I love cheese and milk (but I prefer fresh milk to flavoured ones)!! Mm, just last week, mom bought …

2 cartons of orange juice (1 litre per carton)

2 big bottles of fresh milk (2 litres per bottle)

2 cartons of chocolate milk (1 litre per carton)

…and all these were all finished within a week…and you can quite imagine how much I consume them…

  1. Because of my liking for milk, I drink less water at home… I think water is just too plain for me.
  2. Got a bit bored of McDonalds.
  3. I love chicken!! Mm, especially Chinese Herbal Chicken!! Soo good!!
  4. I love vegetables too!! But then, I eat all types of vegetables (including celery) except for one… ladyfingers, because I find them really sticky (but I loved ladyfingers a lot when I was little)
  5. I don’t like too much of rice and noodles because I have this mindset that they do not much good other than providing you with a carbohydrate boost. Because of this, I prefer taking meat rather than these starchy stuffs.

And alas, I’m still at 52kg, and I’m underweight!! High metabolic rate I suppose, high activity of my thyroid (no, not hyperthyroidism) and maybe I’m just too picky with my food??

Likes:

I go for Taekwondo and I really love it. There isn’t a reason why I like it but it somehow is a sport that wears you out and I love this kind of sports because it makes you feel tired. Oh, and I know about this little thing… when you exercise (aerobic and anaerobic), you body actually releases endorphins (which makes you feel good) and growth hormone (GH) which helps you to grow taller because GH targets your bones and muscle mass. That’s why at times I just feel stressful or down, I go have a little weightlifting and that helps me a little because of the endorphins. Oh, did you know that eating chocolate also stimulates the release of endorphins too?? That explains why female love chocolate especially when they’re having their monthly thing. Hmm, I just read this somewhere in a medical report sometime ago… can’t quite recall where I read it… But perhaps I’m a girl because I love chocolate??

My other likes such as scenery and stuff, I won’t be writing it here because I’ll be very long and anyways, this is more towards my physical-self… and my inner-self is written inside my other blogs about my life.

(well, coming to think of it, I think my writing is deteriorating tremendously and I’m thinking of ways to push it back to my normal standards, and better if possible.)

Monday, 11 June 2007

This Is What I'm Trying to Say

This is just a little thing I want to say… it quite explains the quote from my header ‘we could only come back to the conclusion that how could we live without love.’

We have always wondered what we are living for. Chinese say we live to eat. Some others say we eat to live (which is equally true). Some even say we live to enjoy girls.

Living for the sake of living, we would just only see the daily routine of monotony that we go through everyday and it seems really dull. Waking up, going to work, coming back late at night and going to bed. Everyday the same thing goes on and on, without any changes in the routine, and one fine day we would be asking ourselves of what life we are living actually?? Of how long have we been doing the same old things everyday, repeating those same stuff day by day. The lives of these people are indeed pitiful for they are merely living for time to pass.

But if you’re in love, colours begin to blend in your life. If they blend perfectly well, you’ll be a happy and joyful person for the nice things that have happened. But if it blends with unsuitable colours, you get confused and sad over about your love life. But then, if there’s love, you’ll see the true meaning of life and what you’re striving for.

If you don’t have a target or goal, you won’t face obstacles because don’t have or don’t have the dream to achieve it. Conversely, when we’re in love and love is all around us, we would realise that we have a goal in life.

‘we could only come back to the conclusion that how could we live without love.’ Means that no matter if you’re in love or not, in the later parts of your life, when you finally realised what if life about, you’ll realise that our lives must be filled with love and we cannot live without it. However, at the time of realization, it would have been too late. Thus, why not realise it now?? For you can still have time to appreciate it and not only begin to appreciate it when you’re about to leave.

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Sorry for the bad writing of this and the previous post. This post is written immediately after the previous post, without me taking a rest yet - so i'm too tired and can't write at my best when i'm tired. I beg you pardon my weakness.
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Worst of Mondays Can Get

Sleeping at 1.30am yesterday after some exercise and a cold bath (uhh, I just felt that I haven’t been exercising for some time; although it’s soo late, but I felt went for it anyways), I dozed off after having been awake for about 10 hours (I woke up at 3pm on that lazy Sunday afternoon).

For all I know, when I woke up at 3pm yesterday afternoon, I went into some sort of amnesia that lasted for 10 minutes. At the second of awakening from sleep, all sorts of thoughts came flooding into my mind, from the question about what will happen to my cell phone when I’m in school (yes, I know, it’s a really strange thing to even think of, just that my mind is really getting cranky when it comes to these times) and feeling very lousy that it’s the last day of holiday. I got over the fact that tomorrow’s (today) is schooling day and turn on the computer for some music.

Whatever I did yesterday (Sunday) wasn’t anything much. Literally, I lazed around the whole day, just swinging my legs and messaging Pey.

I woke up at 3am just after sleeping at 1.30am. Knowing that I didn’t do much on that day and I woke up in the late afternoon, that resulted me in staying up until I had to prepare for school (which was at 6.30am) until now. Next time I’ll not sleep till soo late because I just won’t get good night’s rest later in the night…

Strangely, I got all excited (for no apparent reason) and wanted to go to school. Although I know that I’ll not be mixing and talking too much to anybody in school (because I’m anti-social, remember??) but I was still excited…

Reaching school 20 minutes before the school bell rings, upon taking the very first step into the classroom after that two-week holiday, the very first person I greeted on this first day of my second term school semester was Leng. The class was deserted, there was only about four or five students in the class. Leng was there, sitting alone, in the middle of the class (where she usually sits), quietly and at the sense that there was someone entering the class (that’s me) she turned her head. I look at her for a moment and was mesmerized by her presence (the feeling you always get when you see the person you love) and she waved her hand to me, a gesture of greeting. I only managed to smile at her and my mind just shook me off her, apparently telling myself not to keep too long a sight on her, if not I’ll strike some curiosity in her that I have feelings for her. Yes, it’s just another thing that my mind is controlling me, rather than I have a better control for it.

After putting down my bag, I rushed out of the class, because I wanted to visit Leng’s sister’s class to see just where she sits and every possible thing I could know more about her. Why did I rush out of the class?? That’s because I felt awkward because being soo alone with Leng in that class – just that feeling of shyness. (But then later on in the day, I regretted doing that, I should have pulled a chair towards Leng and have a chat with her, since she was alone and bored.)

Upon arriving to Leng’s sister’s class, immediately, I scanned the bulletin boards and the administrative bulletin board (where they post important stuff about the class). I didn’t learn anything new about her, just got to know that the Duty Roster says that she’s got to sweep the floor on Monday.

Everything was fine that day until the time when the results for the exam papers were given out. First paper to be given back was English. (Again, I’m not good at differencing the different Paper 1 and Paper 2). The paper came back first was that English paper that was those comprehension and grammar stuff, not the essay paper. I got a mere 61/75. That marks was really disappointing, really. I expected much more from myself. Looking around at my friends, they got either a little lower or little higher than me, and that made me feel that I should have been much better than them. I told myself that I have not been putting in much effort and should be thankful that I got such grades and shouldn’t frown over it.

Recess was after that English class. Getting only one subject (but just partial of the paper, I didn’t know why teacher didn’t give the other paper back – maybe she haven’t marked it yet??), I would have very much expected that I’ll have much more papers to feel down and regretted (for not studying) about later. Feeling a little blue for that low grades that I’ve got, and having a little conversation with some friends at the same time… suddenly, someone just patted me on the back. My mind instantly jump to the thought it definitely must have been another of my annoying friend (gosh, this friend just loves to call people’s names loudly and shout about what he’s speaking so loudly as if you’re quite deaf in your hearing)…

But turning my back, it was someone else who patted me on the back… It was Voon Pang. Well, let me introduce Voon Pang to you… she’s a Form 1 girl that I met her through our club meeting. She reckons that she’s fat (which she isn’t), she’s fair, beautiful, chubby and best of all, she looks very cool being herself. Apparently, she doesn’t like being called cool. I find her a very nice person in nature and very matured for her age. Her spoken English is definitely incomparable to mine when I was at her age and just… she’s soo sweet. (Eh, Voon Pang, if you’re reading this… bear in mind that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder… and I sincerely think you’re what that I’ve just mentioned.)

The sight of her during my recess really gave me a surprise and a shock. At that moment, she was wearing her “Berjaya” House shirt, meaning she came to school in the morning for some House practice. Since I was feeling a little blue that moment, her presence really made me soo happy. I enthusiastically said “Hey…Hi!!!” to her after what seemed like half-a-second, which was the time I needed to get over the surprise and for me to register that it was her, into my mind. She seemed like she had to be rushing off, so that greeting was only the conversation between us today. I just really needed that moment because that cheered me up a lot. Don’t ask me why that cheered me up, but some little things like these that occasionally happen when you’re down really brightens your life, at least for a moment.

After recess, I got some even more ‘depressing’ grades. Let me not be detail in the marks here, but I’ll post a table of my marks soon, to show you how un-academic or more like not-hardworking I can be. Every moment that I got to know that Leng got higher grades than me, my heart just crushed as if something really heavy just fell onto it. Well, let me show you what I thought at that moment…

Love her = need to secure future for both of us and family = man is the breadwinner of the family = I’m the man = I have to work hard for our future = the foundation is my education = I have to study hard and be smarter than her.

Simple enough?? Simple merely in expressing thoughts, but actions to make it a reality is real blood and sweat – my blood and sweat. I’m losing every single grade to her, it’s either that we’re on par on this subject, or she is just way better than me.

Looking at the overall situation, I told myself that I should not be down because of this. For the fact that I’ve been in a little depression before the exams and got a little better during the exams, that really caused my thoughts, attention and concentration to be diverted, in result causing me to study less efficiently. And for that fact, getting such grades is okay, says my second thought. But then, deep down I’m already bashing myself up in agony telling myself of what ‘junk’ grades am I getting. It’s depressing really – I feet so blue and depressed this day.

After school, I didn’t follow her downstairs nor waited for her transport with her – I just didn’t have the face to even face her because of what silly grades I’ve just gotten. I walked away out of her sight, feeling like I’m humiliated and because I was feeling really sad about all this… not being with her to wait for her transport, not getting good grades, not getting better grades than her… all these thoughts just add so much weight on my chest and mind…

When Leng finally went home, I started to act strangely, and talked strangely for that moment. I didn’t know who I was. I just blurted out anything to anyone and felt like garbage at that moment. I talked junk, I felt like I was someone else who’s lost his mind. Deep down, I feel soo much pain, so much confusion, so much things running in my head. I was tired and sleepy and having a headache resulting from only an hour’s plus of sleep yesterday night. I was literally, not myself for that moment. But that didn’t last long and I’m thankful for it. I’m rarely like this, or don’t remember even being like this for once.

Now I’m writing this in the afternoon, eyelids feeling really heavy and listening to some Korean piano music. I just really needed some music to soothe my thoughts. I need sleep now, to stop me thinking too much. There’s one thing I’ve promised myself today, a commitment, a vow, an Unbreakable Vow that has been made like in Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince. I have vowed to be soo determined and will study hard for the upcoming term, which is going to be in August. If this is going to be shaping my future, I will do anything for it. If it’s going to be our future, then I’ll strive to the very last drop of my blood for the very best of OUR future.

Saturday, 9 June 2007

Have You Ever Wished That Your Parents…

As I grow and experience more things in life, naturally I learn more about everything as well. I’m a human and I mature, I can learn, as time goes on, I begin to see more of things. I become more sensitive and observant towards my surroundings...

There are times when we wish our parents were better at treating us at certain times. We just hoped and compare them with our other friends’ parents and then back comparing ours with them and only able to sigh that our friends’ parents treated them better than your parents treated you.

This experience will happen to us naturally, you know. It’s alright; it’s just a part of growing up. But then, whenever I feel that way, whenever I feel that my parents could have been better towards me, then I will begin to remind myself that in future, I wouldn’t repeat the same mistakes towards my children anymore.

In future, these are the things that I’ll be doing with my children.

  1. I will not work on weekends and always try to make it a priority to clear these days as it would be a family day.
  2. I will not attend any religious events (there are a few religions I know who held their prayers/worships and the alike on weekends) or whatsoever meetings or the alike on weekends, because it’s the only precious time that I could enjoy with my family.
  3. I will sit down on the table and have dinner or lunch with my family and not just go away and face the TV or read the newspaper.
  4. I will talk as much as possible about anything, to my wife and children as to foster bonds and not make them feel left out, and not just merely keep my gab shut.
  5. I would be a good Father and a Friend towards my kids so they wouldn’t feel that they have no one to talk to. At least my kids can seek solace in me if they feel that they’re alone.
  6. I will NEVER tell my kids that we shouldn’t fall in love for somebody at such a young age. Being experienced it myself (not being able to talk to my parents about my love life has made me felt really lonely), I understand how it feels for not being able to tell your secrets to the closest people around you. However, I will tell them about my pasts and they will know it’s alright to fall for someone and gain all those memories, but not to get involved into relationships. Just love and liking is alright, but it’s not the appropriate time to get coupled together.
  7. I will show how much I care and love my wife and children so they wouldn’t feel left out, lonely or not being loved.
  8. I will pay more attention towards my growing kids who are in their teenage years because I know that’s the time they begin to be more sensitive and need someone to talk to about their ‘growing pains’ (growing pains refer to relationship problems and matters alike).
  9. I will always strive to be the best Father so my kids will not even have the thought of comparing me to their friends’ parents because they know I’m the very best.
  10. I will always strive to be the best Father towards my kids and best Husband towards my Wife, so they will never even have to write the stuffs that I’ve written in my blog, about my problems, because they will never experience the pains that I’ve gone through.

Some of the points that are stated above are based on my experiences that how my parents are like. I wouldn’t want my wife or kids to ever feel that way because I know how painful it is to go through all these things. And because I Love them, I would give everything I have to them and commit myself whole-heartedly to them.

Parents who are reading this, please, it’s really high time that you pay more attention towards your family and show how much you love them. Express your love to them and not keep it and don't ever think that the quiet way of you loving them is sufficient because you think that they actually know that you love them. Expressing your true heart and being yourself, and loving is very important when you're with your closest people you love.

Friday, 8 June 2007

"Freedom" si hami??

I was quite confused with the quote "today Malaysia has to classify web bloggers as professionals and non-professionals as a mechanism to prevent misuse of blog sites." said by Datuk Seri Zainuddin Maidin in the press. (source: Bernama)

Firstly, i'd like to point out this article written by one of our top 10 Weblog paling popular di Malaysia 2007, Chan Lilian. She's definitely written a VERY GOOD review and opinion about that article. Refer to this article (PLEASE YOU MUST READ THIS!!) here.

Well, not only about that quote i was in dilemma about... i was in dilemma about the whole thing said by Datuk Seri Zainuddin Maidin.

Since you all hate to click here click there, lemme (again) write (of course write = copy and paste la, Datuk said a lot you know!!) for you what Datuk said:

KUALA LUMPUR, May 5 (Bernama) -- Information Minister Datuk Seri Zainuddin Maidin said today Malaysia has to classify web bloggers as professionals and non-professionals as a mechanism to prevent misuse of blog sites.

He said he believed that professional bloggers were those who were more responsible in ensuring that their web content was based on the truth and not rumours.

My say: Wuah, manyak people say me very professional liao!! So what say you?? I pro or not now ah?? Is this the freedom of speech you're referring to Datuk?? Sorry, i'm only 17, i need more elaborative explainations, ten kiu.

"This classification will also facilitate the action to be taken against those found to have violated the country's laws," he told a press conference at the Putra World Trade Centre (PWTC), here.

My say: But then i thought they said laws weren't set for the blogging-world yet?? Lin Peh posted this an article related to this matter here.

Okay la, i know you had a stressful day out there today, so lazy even to click AGAIN... so i'll post everything up Lin Peh said la...


"Bloggers must not abuse the freedom given by the government and must be responsible in their writings and actions so as not to jeopardise the unity among the people" Information Minister Datuk Seri Zainuddin Maidin



But then, our fehmes Benjamin Franklin said this AGES ago:


"Freedom is not a gift bestowed upon us by other men, but a right that belongs to us by the laws of God and nature." Benjamin Franklin

So what can you say now?? Chan Lilian quoted: I cuma rakyat biasa, I pun tahu lah. GE coming up, we have plenty of things to write. You can’t stop us from writing. This is democracy. Why, kerusi shaky kah?

Zainuddin said this was important in enabling the people to determine whether they could trust a certain matter and whether the blog content was the truth or a rumour that could cause discomfort or undermine unity.

My say: I've read some response in The Star newspaper once by the rakyat (nation) saying that it's up to the people to decide whether to believe what they read is true and not and not just take all the news and words that are passed around as Holy Truth.


I'm not being religious here, but allow me to quote a quote once said from the Buddha: Do not believe what i've said just because i'm a Buddha. Do not believe just because it's written in the holy scriptures. Experience it yourself and not just believe what everybody say is true.

Zainuddin said the Internet had yet to be widely used by the people in Malaysia and if blog sites became an alternative press that forced the shutdown of newspapers, the rural people who depended on newspapers would be denied the right to information.

My say: Judging from the Government's understanding that the rural areas are 'quite' deprived from their right of information (internet), then why is the government (eh, please, i'm just quoting from the people who've once said this, don't flame me.) still allowing the monopolization of a particular Internet Service Provider (ISP)?? Why not allow other companies to start proving Internet to the nation (in this case, the nation here would refer to the rural areas) so as to increase the efficiency of the rural people to enjoy their right of information??

I apologize for the unorganized positions (because i'm not very good at putting down my research work - yes, i've done a fair amount of research on this!! took me more than an hour to complete this post!!) of quotes and news and those fancy colours. The colours represent the different people talking. If it were all in just plain black, it would have been more confusing to read all the junk i'm writing.
Ok, i'm done giving my opinions and thoughts. Am i being too thoughtful for a seventeen-year-old?? Nope, not really, because i quite agree on Chan Lilian's and Lin Peh's post about this topic. Ten kiu and please don't flame me. I've always respected my country as a very democratic country. Ten kiu Malaysia!!

"You Likey Piktures and Vidios?" Part 5!!

Title: Treasure Life

Note: You might want to enlarge some of them as some of the wordings are a little small.

When you're feeling down and depressed .... read this.....

As I jumped off the building...














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Title: Two Italian Men

The bus stops and two Italian men get on. They seat themselves and engage in
animated conversation.

The lady sitting behind them ignores their conversation at first, but her
attention is galvanized when she hears one of the men say the following:

"Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses come together. I come
once-a-more. Two asses, they come together again. I come again and pee
twice. Den I come one lasta time."

"You foul-mouthed swine," retorted the lady indignantly. "In this country we
don't talk about our sex lives in public!"

"Hey, coola down lady," said the man. "Who talkin abouta sex? Imma justa
tellin' my friend how to spella Mississippi."

"You Likey Piktures and Vidios?" Part 4!!

Title: The Downside of IT World









"You Likey Piktures and Vidios?" Part 3!!

Okok, i admit la, this post no piktures or vidios wan, but then i find it very touching, so you must read it!!

Title: The Pink Dress


There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park.
Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.
Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.
She never tried to speak.
She never said a word.
Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.
The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there.
Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was
yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes.
Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.
For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress.
It was grotesquely shaped.
I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her.
Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.
As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare.
As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly.
She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.
I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello."
The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long stare into my eyes.
I smiled and she shyly smiled back.
We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.
I asked the girl why she was so sad.
The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm different."
I immediately said, "That you are!"; and smiled.
The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know."
"Little girl," I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent."
She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?"
"Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch
over all people walking by."
She nodded her head yes, and smiled.
With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said "I am."
"I'm your Guardian Angel," with a twinkle in her eye.
I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things.
She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done".
I got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?"
She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You're the only one that could see me," and then she was gone.
And with that, my life was changed dramatically.
So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you.
Pass this to everyone that means anything at all to you.
Make sure you send it back to the person who sent it to you, to let them know you're glad they care about you.
Like the story says, we all need someone...
And, every one of your friends is an Angel in their own way.
The value of a friend is measured in the heart.
I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always.

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Title: What Should You Do?

Note: This is written in Indonesian language, but if you know Malay, that should help you get the punchline of what its trying to say.

1. Anda berada di stesen bas dan rakan anda ternampak
sambil bertanya:
"Tunggu bas ke?"
Anda harus menjawab: "Taklah aku tengah tunggu
helikopter, lambat
pulak hari nie ye"

2. Anda hendak pergi ke bilik mandi untuk mandi dan
rakan sebilik anda
bertanyer:
"Kao nak mandi ke ?"
Jawab: "Taklah aku nak pi main layang-layang kejap,
kao nak join?"

3. Anda sedang menulis surat dan rakan anda menegur:"Aik? Tulis surat
nampak?"
Jawab: "Oh ye ke? Aku tak prasan ah... tangan aku
bergerak sendiri"
Lepas tu jotos dia dgn jotosan yg berpower lagik
brutal dan sambung
"ah tu kan dia jln sendiri, aku tak tahu tau"

4. Anda sedang makan nasik dan orang tegur: "Makan
nasik?"
Jawab: " Mater kao buter ke per? Kan aku tengah
minum teh ais nie?"

5. Anda baru pulang dari kerja dan jiran anda
bertanyer:
"Baru balik
dari keje?"
Jawab: "Taklah, saya dari rumah, nak pi kerjer lah
nie... opis saya
dah pindah kat rumah.. dan rumah saya dah pindah kat
opis"

6. Anda sedang sibuk buat kerja dan rakan sepejabat
menegur
: "Eh kau
sibuk ke?"
Jawab : Takyah jawab, peratikan muker dia pastu
lempang siket pipi
dia.

7. Anda sedang menonton tv ceriter melayu, rakan anda
datang lalu
bertanyer
:"Eh citer melayu ke?"
Jawab: "Bukanlah, nie kan citer Otromen Toro
menentang Raksaser dari
Planet X... kao tunggu jap nanti otromen kuar".

"You Likey Piktures and Vidios?" Part 2!!

Title: Amadikan soldiers are probably not as bad as you think!!

If you wanna know who's baddie, then ask Lin Peh because Rojaks always say that he's been living in Amadika some years back!!












Part 3 is KAMBING to your way!! (yeah, i've kept these emails since ages ago!!)

"You Likey Piktures and Vidios?"

To compensate for my lack of skills of photography and laziness to post up pictures (and possibily videos), today, i have taken the initiative to rummage my old emails and get the best 'junk' out of it!! Enjoy!!

Funny Pictures

Plug in wrong place...
Child abuse??
Wuah, so expensive ahh?!
Who make till this baby cried like this?!
Somebody and somebody mia son
Mummy says needa washie hands before dinner
Zzz...
Tiger: Waseh, wo pun bo tim lu, u oso cry?! Zzz...
Talk about being innovative...
Come lets holds hands!!
Don't waste!!
(this picture really disgusts me)
I object!! This man kenot touch me!!
You'd better stop keeping ur hands on me if not...
Like brader, like sister
Who said limpeh cannot finish this cone by myself?
(another disturbing picture... look at her face O.oll)
Jo mi target wa?!

Sponsor?! What sponsor??

See Nuffnang and Advertlets images on the sidebar?? Of course you do.

Let me explain why even the existence...

These little 'stuff' in other's blogs give me some curiosity to try what's all the hype all about, so i added them into this blog and see what benefits it could bring.

Judging from my inferior traffic response, you could have very well guessed that the incentives that are given out by these companies couldn't even put a set on lunch on my table...

However, they do me some benefit too!! They actually help me to get some statistics about the amount of traffic, unique visitors and all those little things that get you a little cranky to know about once you've got your own blog or website!!

Soo, in essence, they just collect some statistics that i'm just curious about!! Don't bother them if you don't like them, as they're just there for some show (other blog's oso have, but then if i dun have then i behsong oso la xD )

Oh, about advertlets?? It's surprising to find out that it serves as some kind of poll thingy too!!

To answer the poll, it's simple, look at this diagram that i spent 5 minutes drawing... (yeh, i'm bad at art i know)

whoops!! the picture turned out rather tiny... click on it to enlarge...

...if you dislike enlarging pictures, then i'll be kind enough to explain for you this time =)

You could click on that green 'refresh' button sign at the bottom right of that box. Have a 'great' time 'enjoying' the poll!!

p/s: the poll questions weren't set by me... it was set by their company (yeah, i know, soo boring questions eh?? i initially thought that i could set my own questions -.-ll )

Wednesday, 6 June 2007

Small Things Does Matter and It Does Make All The Difference

There was this man who saw another man on the beach, bending down and picking up something from the sand, arose and then threw the thing he picked up into the ocean. That man repeated that non-stop and not seemed to be bored of it. The curiosity of the witnessing man got the better of him, so he went over towards this man and saw that he was actually picking up starfishes that are washed ashore and throwing back them into the sea. The problem is, the whole beach is full of these little starfishes and he thought that the action of the man throwing them one-by-one into the ocean is ridiculous.

“I’m curious that of what difference can you make by helping these starfishes survive by throwing them one-by-one into the ocean. I mean, the whole beach is full of it, surely you can make no difference at all.” The witnessing man said to the other man.

The other man looked at him for a second and then bent down to pick a red starfish from the sand and arose. He lifted his arm and gathered strength and threw that starfish back into the ocean and he said…

“I made a difference to that one.”


Do you see the moral of the story?? Little things that we do make us up what we are today. Little things like giving your loved one a peck on the cheek, giving a pat on the back of your children, putting your hand on your child’s head and telling him or her that you love them and even saying that two syllable of ‘Good night’ to your loved one before he or she goes to sleep means a lot of love.

If you had not known it yet, it’s high time that I point out to you – little things does matter a lot to girls. They take these little actions as sign of how much her loved one loves her. Showing lack of these little things to her would only form thoughts of sorrow in her mind. Surely you wouldn’t want her to think that you don’t her love her anymore and surely wouldn’t even want her heart to be hurt or broken.

I feel it personally. Especially men (I’m a boy myself) have their really annoying ego. I’ll point you a good example, but just merely for example… My Dad and I aren’t very close, we have a gap in communication and thoughts because of several reasons. Don’t get him wrong, my Dad is a good Father and I respect him for that. It’s just that you know, you have that sense of not-so-close feeling with either your Mum or Dad and that’s very normal, it’s just a part of growing up.

Because of this, my Dad doesn’t really praise me and I seem to realise that he only get the food on the table for my two sisters but getting it for me only after getting for both of them. I have the thought that he might have loved my elder sister (still 3 years younger than me, I’m the eldest sibling in the family) more than me. Well, that thought is an unwholesome thought, so I concluded that thought with a rational thinking. I contemplated that it’s because I’m a teenager now, so my hormones are at it’s peak, so as my emotions and feelings, so it must have been myself getting a little more sensitive as I progress into the teenage years and that’s why I’m a little more aware of my surroundings.

I find Dad’s a little cold towards me too. Or perhaps he is a little cold towards my siblings and I. I don’t know, but the meaning of cold, you get the idea. But he’s not as cold as you think, just a tinge of it and I must say that’s men’s ego – coldness.

Yes, I am insulting my own gender, but I think it’s alright, because it realises me that I shouldn’t adopt all these sense of ego.

Because of the coldness, those little things I feel that Dad doesn’t do make me feel a little depressed at times. And this is why all these little things matter to me, and you’ll realise little things actually matter to you especially when they don’t come to you.

The conclusion?? Take everything, either small or big, equally. It does matter, especially to girls where it would be a sign of portrayal of how much love you have for her. Maybe I’m a sensitive boy, I don’t know, but little things matter to me, too. Although these little things might be a piece of cake, don’t take them for granted, appreciate them, and it’s because of the way I look at these little things that I can remember the details of things to write into this blog, so even these little things can be a memory of mine. It’s really beautiful to have bits and pieces of memories here and there. Even those casual words that is blurted out of your friends mouth or even your loved ones, take note of them, because they’ll be touched if you showed them that you actually noticed every word they say to you.

Holidays – A Time for Yourself

If you hadn’t been having good rests and sleeps during the exam days, this is the time where you should be compensating for those sleep debts.

We’ll not jump into essay-writing points now (like the above), I’ll get into deeper and more meaning way of spending your time during your holiday where you could find peace in yourself. Personally, I would recommend you these things that I do, or would hope to do and I find that even the thought of it is already radiating therapeutic effects.

Like I’ve repeated many times, this is what I really love… I have yet to try this, but I know I would do it someday when I’m able to drive, when I have my time for myself… I would drive up to a hill, either on a day or night and just lie down there on that grassy land alone, or perhaps with a really close friend or maybe even my loved one. I would then look up the sky, if it’s on a lovely moody-skied afternoon, I would then take a nap there or perhaps just gaze at the beautiful moving clouds. However if it’s in the night, I can do star-gazing or maybe just enjoy the moving cool air there, overlooking the city lit with sparking and tinkering lights.

Sitting here at 1.20am now, what I really want to do now is to get out of this house immediately and walk to the park, which is only about 100 metres away from my home. There I would enjoy the cool air, alone and relax my thoughts by looking at the deserted park, lit with a few stands of bright sports lights which make some spots brightly lit. I told Pey I wanted to do that just now, through SMS and she protested with the reason that anything could happen, and it could even happen to a boy, but she must be referring to those negative crimes that the society fears on nowadays, you get the idea.

Just go to your room, turn off the lights and fan and open your window for the chilling air to enter. Either stand-by your window or sit on your bed, looking out the window and enjoying the peace in the beautiful night really helps you to ease your mind and thoughts. However, this method is really effective only when your house and the whole neighbourhood is quiet, and the best recommended time for this is around 2am to 4am. 5am onwards will not be too suitable because people start waking up and you’ll hear clanking pot noises. If you’re afraid of the dark, then you wouldn’t be able to do this, but frankly, the dark is something that is nothing to be afraid of. It’s alright, just let your mind flow freely and stop thinking too much. Take a deep breath and kiss the fresh air and tell yourself that you’ve done really well for what and everything that has happened.

All the inner peace and calmness that all of us are now striving to find in this hustle and bustle of the city is actually all here. Just look out of the box and you’ll find your way of getting along well with your inner-self. Every individual have their very own methods of attaining this bliss… and if you just take a day, just one single day off your work and thoughts to just sit down quietly without noise from the surroundings (this is why I recommend night time would be the best time), you’ll realise that everything isn’t that bad after all, and the only thing that is your enemy is the way you think, the way you set in your mind to look at things negatively. Free yourself from negative thoughts because all evil arises if there is an absence of a positive thought.

Tuesday, 5 June 2007

Just A Week Ago…

Now I’m writing this on a Tuesday, at 8.14am. It was exactly a week ago, at 8.30am I woke up, mind all set to face what has got to come – our outing to 1U.

The night before, which was on a Monday, I was already trembling and felt really nervous. Not only that, I already had that feeling since the Saturday before Monday. Whenever I think about what’s going to happen on that Tuesday, my palms just got wet and I just can’t seem to sit still, instead, I paced to relief myself. But on that Monday night, I didn’t have a good sleep. I woke up at 4am in the morning, having slept at only 1am before that. I merely slept for 3 hours!! But then, I closed my eyes, hoping to get enough sleep to face that very day that I anticipated for such a long time but couldn’t stand just closing my eyes with my heart already racing and mind filled with thoughts, so I woke up from bed and turned on my lights at 5am, just after an hour of lying down in bed.

I took my music player and listened to some songs, attempting to clear my mind and stop getting so worked up early in the morning. It helped, at least a little and I got back to sleep at 7am in the morning, hoping to get up on time when my alarm clock alerts me at 8.30am. Yeah, so I fell asleep for another hour and a half and woke up with heavy eyelids at 8.30am.

My parents asked me to get my hair done with some gel because they said I would look better a few days ago. So, thinking that it would do no harm and perhaps might put a better impression in Leng’s eyes, I applied a little gel and got it done within minutes.

After that, Dad sent me to 1U an hour plus early from the time that we’re supposed to gather. I went inside McDonalds to have a sit while waiting for time to pass. Just sitting down made me feel so tensed-up. The feeling was like taking a major examination. My mind was so heavy, my palms were wet and I couldn’t even sit properly. I felt like squirming around the chair I was sitting on, but thought the better of it, because people might think I might have some problem.

The story on that very day continues and ends with that post that I’ve written on that Tuesday. Have a look at it if you want to know what happened next…

Well, the whole thing happened just only a week ago, but it seemed like only yesterday. This morning, I woke up at 6.30am, because I couldn’t sleep well, because my mind was still filled with her. I woke up several times in the morning actually, but didn’t take record of the time. But at all the times that I woke up suddenly, my mind would be filled with her and everything about her and remembering what happened last Tuesday. If my memory serves me right, I guessed I woke up at least 3 times, with exactly the same stuff on my mind every moment that I woke up. Well, frankly, the whole idea of this thing happening isn’t peaceful to me. Imagine waking up every moment to find your mind bugging you about something, something that has already happened, but you want that moment to happen again because you miss it soo very much, but you couldn’t turn back time… and worst of all, you just couldn’t do anything to help it.

I just love her soo much. I just seem to keep thinking about her and sometimes, you know thinking too much of a particular thing can make you feel so frustrated, especially when you could not help the situation to get better. And after some time, you just will tell yourself that you’ve gone overboard and should stop all these ‘nonsense’ that’s driving you out of yourself.

If you want anything, there’s a price to pay for it. I’m going through this, and I’m not too sure, but of course, hoping that the thing that I really want, I really need would come to me someday. However, the price I’m paying for this is really heavy. Whether I would get the thing I need and want or not after paying the price, the thing that I surely will gain from the price I pay is the experience. I will gain the experience, and that’ll make me wiser.

You see, reading someone’s experience is as meaningful as experiencing it yourself. I have the thought of writing this down so that people can read it, and I hope that they’ll experience what I’ve felt, but just without the pain so the readers wouldn’t have to suffer. But in return, they’ll gain the experience that I’ve learned from and in hope that the people who reads all my experiences will grow to become more mature and not repeat these mistakes. Think of it like a sharing of my merits. I find it very meaningful.

So here I am, sitting down here after a week of everything that has happened. Sighing, all those are just memories and experiences. Whether thinking too much or little about them will do me no good and I could not even help it to get any better. That’s the reason I always tell myself to appreciate every moment that I have, especially those intricate moments that happens rarely. Oww, just how much I would want to talk to her happily and see her in such a happy mood.

Monday, 4 June 2007

Just How Much More??

Just alert sound when my MSN Messenger plays the sound, indicating a new message from someone, the sound that someone comes online, or even perhaps my cell phone plays the ringtone indicating a new message received, my heart would race, my thoughts would scatter…

Hoping against hope, praying and wishing hard with eyes closed, taking a deep breath and hoping to see that it was her message, either on MSN or my cell phone, it is always not her, but just another friend of mine finding a friend to chat.

Every time I realised that it wasn’t her message, there would grow a feeling of disappointment in me. It’s painful, it’s suffering that I feel deep down there. Closing my eyes and inhaling a deep breath, I tell myself to not think too much about her, for it would only it would bring sorrow, which is an unpleasant feeling.

Just minutes ago, she appeared online of all a sudden. Just less than three minutes later, she went offline. But that feeling inside me, when she was on at that precise moment, was that I didn’t want to chat with her, but at the same time so eager to talk to her just about anything that could keep our conversation going, or to strengthen our bonds together. However, the reason why I didn’t want to chat with her is because I fear that it would only lead to the very same dead-end, which would only tell her that I’m getting more like someone really boring to talk to. It’s like gambling, you either win, or lose, but strangely enough, you can’t win and lose at the same time, when you’re in this situation.

Funny how it seems, you feel two things, you’re in dilemma – to talk to her, or otherwise. One side in you keeps bugging, dragging and pushing you forward and tell you that you should and must talk to her. While another part declines, rejects and sternly disagrees, trying to put rational thoughts in you that if you talk to her, the whole point of the conversation would be pointless because it’ll be another lifeless conversation, because it would only involve me asking question while she give short replies and not keen to continue the conversation.

The sight of her going offline in a matter of minutes strike my curiosity on whether she is actually appearing offline, just to avoid some people, or I would really dislike the idea to think that she’s actually avoiding me. The possibility is there, she MIGHT be avoiding me, she might be avoiding that so-very-boring chat with me. This thought further added the bugging thought and ideas in my head that she might be avoiding me.

Just how long could I stand it?? Just how long more before I would explode. I’m just on the verge of tears. I’m on the verge of calling everything over. I just feel like another character in the drama, I feel like I’m being played like an actor, I feel so much like there is a director up in the skies directing the whole storyline. Everything seems so dramatic. From the point of view of another person, it’s almost exactly like watching a melodrama… just a very lengthy and long-winded melodrama with lots of twists, turns and ironic storyline and plot.

I tell myself I needed time. I told myself that yesterday morning, at around 5am, still not asleep. My fan was not turned on, just two lights brightly lit and I’m sitting down still in my pyjamas and I realised I’m having all the time that I have now because now’s the holidays, in such a peaceful night accompanied by my favourite weather – a cool night just after a mild drizzle of rain. Since I have all the time I want in that night, why would I still keep telling myself that I needed time?? I contemplated and realised that it’s not a matter of whether I needed time or not, it’s more to the fact that I needed to keep my mind off this topic, or rather these topics, just to give my breath back so I can breathe normally like my usual self, to think like the way I used to, to be carefree like I’ve always wanted. That’s all I need now, I just needed to rest my mind, and probably because of that, I said I needed time. Maybe my mind tells me I needed time doesn’t refer to a matter of hours to clear my mind, perhaps my mind is trying to convey that the time needed would mean a long time before I regain back myself.

To keep things off my mind, I then thought of unnie. Oh, how grateful I felt when I thought of unnie, the thought of unnie certainly distracted me for some moments. I imagined unnie driving that buggie in the golf resort and happily enjoying herself in Terengganu. I imagined unnie and I meeting up one fine day and having our time together, forgetting about our worries and the people we have feelings for. Those thoughts lifted me from the worries of Leng, for a moment at least, at least it eased me a little so that I could have a good sleep last night.

But you’ve guessed it, I didn’t have a good sleep, I was literally dreaming about her and of course that made me missed her even more. I dreamt of her willingly helping me get some beans for me on my pot (or was it a plate??). The sight of that in my dream made me happy, but then when dreaming, my sub-conscious mind at the same time told me that it was only a dream, so I became down for a moment and couldn’t stand it anymore and woke up at 11am this morning.

What If Leng Sees All These??

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This is a response to Abby’s question:
so, your blog is about recalling your pasts in the future? so isit the past, present or future? what if "Leng" sees this?
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Ohh, Abby, I’ve linked your blog to mine!! Hope you don’t mind!! I love your blog, it’s really nice!!

Well, at first impression, I thought the name Abby quite scared the living daylights out of me (okay, okay, I’m exaggerating a little, maybe it wasn’t THAT bad…) because Leng and her friends use to call Abigail, Abi. So Abi sounded so much like Abby (uh, or do they sound exactly the same??), so I was in deep thought whether if it could be Abigail. However, I was thoroughly relived when I visited Abby’s blog, she’s not that Abigail that I could have much feared of. Well, that cleared off a worry off my chest!!

Well, what I’m blogging now is about all my pasts. Look at is as my diary. A diary where I could write about my experience as detail as possible… so in the future, I could read it what I wrote and the details of every little thing I read would being me closer to that precise feeling I felt at that moment of writing. This is the reason why I choose to write some things as detail as possible. But of course, my writing skills are inferior, but I’m writing it to my best of my abilities!!

As for the question “What is Leng sees this??” It has been a topic that I have been pondering before, actually. A part of me is so eager to show her this whole thing, this whole story, these feelings and emotions. However, another part of me just tries to avoid as much as possible even to the extend of breathing a word of this to anyone, so that it wouldn’t even have the slightest chance of reaching her.

But thinking rationally, I think that the time has yet to come for me to show her this. Perhaps, one day I will show her, eventually. But I had the idea of showing her this, at the last day of school. There are just soo many possibilities of what her reaction would turn out to be. Would she be angry, sad, depressed, confused or perhaps even moved by what I’ve done?? Certainly, I would very much hope that she would be moved… but that would be left to be said…

I have already understood, at the time of creating this blog, the things I would be writing – I would be writing about my secrets, life, experiences, thoughts and ideas. And because of that, I also didn’t want to let the people I know in person, to know about this, especially I didn’t want them to know about my secrets, so I told myself that I mustn’t breathe a word about this blog to anyone I know in person.

So, in essence, all the people who visits this blog till today, would be the people that I don’t know in person, yet. And because of that, I can be quite assured of these secrets wouldn’t be spilled like a jar of beans to everyone. Nobody likes the idea of having their secrets being gossiped and talked about behind their backs.

But one day, I would show Leng. I would have to brace myself to face what consequences would have to come. Perhaps at the time of revealing this to her, she would already have some feelings towards me, or perhaps she would have just that neutral feeling towards me… but whatever it is, my natural instinct and feeling tells me that I would have to and will show this to her one day… but time would be the only factor.

Do You Know??

… how much I miss you??

Today night I followed my parents to Tesco for some foodstuffs because Mum said that we’ll have to get some if not we (my siblings and I) would starve during the last week of holidays.

I just tagged along because I had nothing to do, and felt very bored sitting at home and want to get things to distract me from the thoughts from Leng and everything about her. On my journey to Tesco, naturally, I had to pass-by 1U (Bandar Utama Shopping Complex, in case you’ve forgotten that). Whenever I pass through that shopping complex, the memories about her all flows to me about our outing that Tuesday. Images of her just seem to flow through every part of me. I closed my eyes and felt that pain in me and on the verge of tears.

Walking inside Tesco, up the escalator, there a Samsung cell phone shop is situated. That again reminds me of last Thursday where I went there to have a look at which phone model I would want to get. Indirectly, this whole incident is also related to her because I needed to get a phone at that moment as soon as possible because I had to use it on Tuesday, which was the day of our outing together.

Then I walked pass the stationery section where all those pens, pencils and stuff alike are being displayed. Thoughts of her, again flowed into my mind. I remembered about the Pilot gel pen she uses and she seems to have a lot of them, because I saw her display of pens on the table during our examination.

After what seemed to be a two hour shopping, we finally paid and walked down the flat-surfaced escalator. There I saw a KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken) banner promoting their Rice Combo stuff and that again reminded me about her. That Tuesday, when we were making our decision on where to have lunch (that was before those two girls called me to meet them up at Yipee Club), when Abigail suggested KFC as an option, Leng agreed and said she wants Cheese Wedges. At the sound of her approval, I followed suit and agreed with Abigail to go for KFC. However, some of our other friends disagreed with KFC and that’s how we ended up having some kind of seafood lunch in a place called “Fish & Co.”

How could I possibly like this?? Everything that I see just reminds me of her. I just needed some time to rest, just a moment to breathe, and how badly I want back the moment when my thoughts were so carefree, not bound by the thoughts of her. It’s alright if I were to think about happy thoughts, but unfortunately, the thoughts that flows into me these days haven’t been really pleasant and the feeling is nasty and I dislike it. Think positively!!... I tell myself, but it’s hard… it’s just hard to think positively when everything doesn’t go your way…

Coming back home and after stuffing as much food into my tummy, I finally dozed off on the sofa and had a light dream, accompanied by the drizzling rain outside and the cool air and atmosphere; I just love the weather like this. I dreamt about Leng, her sister and her mother. I was busy talking on the phone and when I was done, Leng’s mum’s eye and my eye met and I quickly greeted them with a bow and “Hello Auntie!!” In fact, in reality, I do greetings in bows, very much like the Koreans (you know just how much I love their manners). The dream was about that, nothing much happened next. The only message that this dream brought about to me is that I still dream about her and that would only mean that I’m really missing her soo much.

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Unnie!! Ahh, today you went to Terengganu… and you told me you waited for an hour for that dinner and it turned out to be really lousy… haha, but then you had the hotel’s cake. Was it expensive?? Hotel’s stuff are always expensive!! My parents always try to avoid them… haha. But then the most important thing is that you must enjoy yourself oh!! You’re driving that buggy tomorrow yeah?? Don’t crash into anything!! I’ve never tried golfing because Dad says this country is not suitable for such stuffs… Although you won’t be able to read this until you come back, but then, I’m just trying to content myself writing this, and I have 2 surprises for you when you come back!!
Oh okay, one surprise is already shown soo clearly… it’s below O.oll it’s about you, unnie!! And the other surprise is that I found a beautiful nice song from Yiruma that is in one of his albums that I failed to realise that it was soo good till yesterday night!! I’m soo silly right?? Haha, the thing that matters most now is that you must take care yeah?? Eat till you’re bloated and enjoy your stay in Terengganu!!
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Sunday, 3 June 2007

Songs To Be Heard

I have heard of this before quite some time ago, but suddenly felt some feeling that i want to listen to them again. Although they're quite old already but hhey're really beautiful songs and i really want to share them with you guys!! Enjoy!!

Celine Dion - Immortality (ft. Bee Gees)

Celine Dion's voice is just so beautiful right?? Soo strong, yet so nice at the same time. I'm really attracted by her voice...

Celine Dion - The Prayer (Live with Josh Groban)

Listen how they sing, they're soo synchronized!! Two of the best vocalists!! What more can you ask??

Chicago - You're The Inspiration

I use to love this song a 3 years ago, listen to it almost everyday. It's really nice!!


Love them?? Perhaps not too soft like Kiss The Rain, but i'll also be introducing more soft musics if i can find them!! Piano!!

I Appreciate It!!

Sometimes, after some hard work, we really feel we want to be appreciated for that. Writing this blog, for me, is actually for myself. As i've repeated it many times, i'm just writing this for the sake of recalling my pasts in the future, and as a place to vent out my feelings, so that i'll feel better.

However, just recently, i've been receiving beautiful compliments from some of my friends and even some people who merely passes by. It's really rewarding and a nice feeling to be praised unexpectedly.

Just want to tell everyone who supports me THANK YOU SOO MUCH!! It's really nice to hear feedbacks from anyone and you won't know how much those words meant to me!!

In Mr Chattie Box, Abby said that:
hey there! found your blog through someone else. nice blog you have here. your a really good writer! althou.. i still have MANY questions about the posts. =) cheerio!


I'm just another writer who loves to talk about my feelings, emotions and thoughts... soo i'm not too good a writer haha, still have got really much more to improve, i must say.
I was just wondering if you had a blog, because i really want to visit yours!!
Ohh, you can just... add me in msn messenger, or email me, or even write your questions in mr chattie box, then i'll write a new post of answers for your questions.
It's really nice to hear from you!! Hope to see you real soon!!

PeyPey Unnie!!

Haha, unnie, you’ve not thought that I would write this specially for you?? Yeah, when I was having my afternoon nap today (our of boredness) and when I suddenly woke up, I thought of this idea – to write about my best unnie on earth!! But unnie, when I write this, you’re having a vacation in Terengganu, so… it’ll be a surprise to you when you come back and read this!!

(for those people who didn’t read my previous post… I’ll explain again haaha… Unnie in Korean means sister)

Actually last time, somebody have just anyhow asked me to be her pet-brother. However I rejected, because being someone’s pet-brother means a lot of responsibility. It’s okay to pick up the responsibility, but she was just anyhow asking me to be her pet-brother, so I find it quite meaningless. Unless I’ve been with that person for quite some time and been quite close, then it’s alright. But that person who proposed me to be her pet-brother merely knew me for only a few months.

But, pet-brother and unnie is different. Unnie is sister, and pet-brother is pet-brother. So you tell me, who’s closer?? Of course unnie lahh!! Dun tell me u derno the who’s closer to you, your parent or your good friend.

Back then, I got to know Pey through her good friend who introduced her to me online. If my memory serves me right, I might have been a Form 2, I guess. Because when in Form 1, I still wasn’t too exposed to internet chatting. Pey and me chatted quite smoothly and I sent her a story about my life in Form 1 about me meeting that girl and how everything went. She said she cried reading it because it was soo touching. And she even kept that until today!! Now I’m feeling more touched than her!!

We chatted for quite some while… but then there’s one time, we stopped chatting for quite some time. And there’s when we didn’t quite communicate. The friendship bond between me and her good friend were still alright I guess.

Then until today, just a year plus ago, we started chatting again and when she told me she still kept that story of mine, I felt soo touched because she was such a good friend. Then we started talking and sharing thoughts and feelings together. Then we began to realise we were soo alike in soo many things such as love, friendship, surname, feelings, music and soo much more… Then she said I am her twin-brother!! Of course I’m her twin-brother, having soo much in common is very rare to find between two people!! Then I started calling her unnie and just recently she started calling me oppa!! (oppa in Korean means brother!!) I love it when she calls me oppa, I find her very cute when she says that haha.

Oh, but there’s one thing not common in us though. That is she’s a girl and I’m a boy. But that’s alright, physical self is not important, the most important is the feelings and thoughts.

Unnie, I hope to bring you for lunch for dinner some day!! Then we can get closer, and not every time in front of the computer screen, or even the cell phone!!

Would You Die For Your Love??

When I was little, watching those Hong Kong serials with mum, she would then use to tell me this: Never die for the person you love, it’s not worth it.

Still young at age and at heart, I agreed with the idea of mum. I really wonder why someone would die just because they have lost in love, or have lost someone they’ve loved so much. They could just have find someone else instead…

Oh course, those thoughts of mine were still not exposed to the world of love, and I still didn’t have too much mind of my own then. However, when time passes by…

When it was my time of entering my secondary school life… things changed. When I began to fall into such deep love… I begin to realise why people would actually die for their loved one.

You could still call it silly, go ahead. But the love so strong, like a mother’s love towards her child that she would be willing to give her anything, including to die for her child. That great sense of love, is what you feel and instinctitively, and you’ll understand why some people would actually be willing to die for their loves ones, is because they love that person soo deeply, and sincerely.

If everyone on earth, will be willing to die for the person they love, just imagine, how peaceful and loving the world would be. I believe a lot in helping the world, to make it a better place. I believe a lot in helping people get a better life. Until one day I found this phrase that is really meaningful…

“Common sense tells us that life is short. Thus, while still alive, lets make this world a better place for everyone and our future generation.”

Life Isn’t Like Maths

Now coming to think of what PeyPey unnie said to me: You’ve changed so much since you liked her. I think that’s true. Reading my old posts, I reflect on who I am before I have fell for Leng and her sister.

Life is so unpredictable. Sometimes joy, sometimes sorrow, but the whole story is about our journey through the paths we have chosen. When the good times come, we tend to abuse such nice moments and didn’t take the effort to appreciate them. However, when the bad times arrive, we would only sit there and frown, perhaps we just couldn’t have done anymore and there’s when we begin to recall that why we didn’t appreciate those nice moments.

For some people, who understands the reality but fears to face it, will chose to lie to themselves, so they pretend that they didn’t see the reality, but they actually know what’s it all about. For example, sometimes, when I see her chatting happily with another boy, I would just turn my head away, thinking of something else to distract my thoughts and consoling myself that she’s just socializing and it’s alright and not to worry too much about it. If I were to face the reality, I’m afraid that I’ll be hurt badly, so I didn’t want to think that much, but my mind just keeps putting me back on that thinking track and that scene of me seeing her chatting happily with that boy. It’s painful, the feeling is like having something bothering you and not letting you go.

I have never liked the idea of the person that I love, have feelings for someone else. It’s not wrong to love somebody, but naturally, you’ll feel that feeling of jealousy if you realised that the person you loved most, has their heart filled with someone else. It’s really excruciating pain and that’s what they call it – killing you slowly. As soon as you know the fact, you’ll realise that cut in your heart, and it would never seem to heal, but just gets deeper day by day. You couldn’t sit still, sleep well and even concentrate. It’s suffering. It’s all brought about by our thinking, the more we think, the worst we feel.

So what? If your idea was not to think so much, then you’re right. However, things are easy to be said, but hard to be done. When you’re in such a situation, in such a dilemma, in such feelings, the whole perception changes. Your mind just constantly, and irritatingly remind you of those stuffs that you choose to put away, so you could get back the usual peace that you really enjoy.

Just now, I watched a Korean movie ‘Windstruck’ on 8TV. Although it’s my second time watching it, I still felt it was very touching and cried watching it. Hahh, I really wished that her love would be as strong as that female main actress in that movie, and if she’s like that, I’ll be the happiest boy on earth. Well, okay, you would ask how could I have still cry and feel soo moved by that movie even after watching it for the second time… well, I was just feeling emotional these few days, since Tuesday, since Leng and my conversation this Tuesday. Soo.. yeah, I cried a little. Boys do cry, one of them is me. It’s not a matter of being manly or not, because I just want to be myself, I want to follow my heart and my feelings and not care too much about what others say about me.

Friday, 1 June 2007

An Inspiration

Leng seldom comes online these days. If she doesn’t, there I’ll be staring at my monitor, hoping against hope, waiting impatiently with my mind bugging me irritatingly about when she would appear online. Even if she does come online, our conversation would go quite dry. I just don’t understand why, but our first conversation online went soo smoothly, but as times go by, it gets worst – we seem to run out of conversations. An effective conversation happens when two parties reply, ask and answer simultaneously. She give short replies and rarely asks questions, and I’m the one there feeling really awkward trying to bring up new topics there and it never seem to last and ends in a matter of sentences between me and her.

It’s frustrating really. Until this week, I finally asked her one thing that I really regretted asking – I asked her if she’s ever fallen in love before. I’ve always tried to avoid these question towards someone I like, because I fear very much I would feel jealousy towards her love. But I don’t know what got in me, I just abruptly blurted out those questions about has she ever liked someone and what about now.

Her replies??... perhaps not very of what I predicted. She said that she has never ever fell for anyone in her entire life. Then I asked her whether if that’s for real, because surely in everyone’s life, they are bound to have some feelings for someone.

“I have sometimes felt some attraction towards somebody I must admit.” She replied. “However, I have not yet experienced liking a person.” She added.

Those words are just soo… heart-breaking. Imagine someone you love so much telling you that, how much it would break your heart. I’ve spent some time thinking about it and really was down for a little while…

However, I finally found my enlightenment – She only says that she has not fallen for anybody yet. That would mean I have no competition between other guys yet, if you don’t consider the people who are attracted to her (which I have yet to discover).

Secondly, I know because I love her, and that would mean I would make her love me, if she has not yet. Relationships and love can all be cultivated, I couldn’t be thinking too fast that she would have fallen for me just after a few weeks of getting along with her better.

Next, I’ve also learned from a quote in a Korean drama: Be true to your heart and your feelings. Yes, I understand many of us have heard of that quote before, but when you’re in such a dilemma and in such love, and sometimes lost of what actions and decision to take, then you should follow what your heart desires and not think too much. Although you might face the consequences, but since you know if that’s what you really desire, then go for it, because you’ll be sure that you’ll not regret too much.

Ahh, and yesterday, she said she wouldn’t be online today (because she said she wants to complete her homework and next week her tuition starts.), but I’ll still be waiting for her if she’s going to turn up. But anyway, talking about her coming online, it still gives me a heartache that it’s quite likely for us to end up in another of those dry conversations. Aww, I feel soo awful now, I just want to cry in some quiet and open place like in a hill, overlooking the city, myself.

Best MV's of ALL Time!!

Well, these are really heart-warming and heart-moving mv's. MV actually stands for music videos.

Unlike those taiwanese (and other) mv's you've seen, these mv's don't even contain a scene of the singer singing the background song, but the whole mv is actually a story, and the mv's that i'm about the introduce to you are just soo beautiful and if you're soo sad or down, you really should watch this, so you can cry and after crying, you'll feel much better...

and yeah... i watch this when i'm down... it's just soo beautiful...

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These MV's are all kim bum-soo's productions. His mv's are just soo popular because they're really heart-moving. Not only the video itself is heart-moving, but even the music, is just soo beautiful. Email me if you want me to upload the mv files to you (so you can download them and not watch through youtube) or you can even request for the music only, i'll be more than glad to share such a nice thing to you!!
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Kim Bum-soo : Haru (Once Upon A Day)



Kim Bum-soo : My Memory



Kim Bum-soo : I Miss You (Bo Go Ship Da)







The storyline in the first mv (Once Upon A Day) as you can see, is the best. The other two might be a little confusing... but it's alright, because the music is just soo beautiful, even not knowing the storyline well already makes the whole thing beautiful...

I hope you enjoyed that very much!! It's something just soo sacred to me, these mv's.

P/s: They were many same uploaded mv's in youtube, but i've handpicked these ones because they load relatively faster than others, you can just stream them without actually waiting. Good eh?? ^^