Believe it or not, this would be the very first time I've ever seen anything below 0'c fall from the sky. I was sleeping while it happened, and when my mom woke me up, she said, "Mervyn, look! Ice is falling."
I sprang to my feet, and witnessed a little miracle.
This was how bad the haze was in the morning. You could actually see it even inside the air of the classroom. I was hoping they'd shut down the school tomorrow...but...
A little Miracle happened, and all the bad air is gone...
I'm not really that jakun... I know that ice falling down from Malaysia isn't really all that amazing, since it falls once every few years. The haze had been trapping the heat and cold for such a long time, that when it finally rained, the waters had already frozen. But still...
I'll call it a little miracle. For the ice would melt away as soon as it touches the floor, but not those above. Friends stay.
Friends are my one true miracle.
p/s: thanks to zak for the info. it seems its not so much as a little miracle, but more of a national disaster! The haze is so thick now that even the sun's rays wont melt the rain in time before it touches the ground.
Was on the phone with Sufern for awhile, and realized that I suddenly felt better(for no apparent reason), and felt cheerful.
I've decided to stop being so moody, and go back to what I loved doing most in form 3:
Flirt. Joke. Laugh. Get the attention of alot of girls. Shop. Watch movies. Excercise(again), talk on the phone with sufern-cass-etc, dotA, post very rude articles-and best of all...
HAVE FUN WITH GIRLS!!!
Sufern says she missus the old me, whom she described as joyful, joke cracking, flirt, and a limelight person! =)
I'm gonna write some stupid article now. It's entitled
FUCK YOU AND YOUR SMOKE
Alright. I-AM-PISSED at our neighbouring country. Why? Oh Why? I'll tell you why. Because they don't give a damn what their actions are doing to other countries. They burn their forests to clear land, and who gets the bad effect? Us. Us 'poor' Malaysians.
And they dont get their haze, you know? Their winds BLOW the haze to us, and now we cant even see a hundred meters in front of our fagging noses. AND WHY DON'T I SEE A SINGLE REPORT IN A NEWSPAPER ABOUT ACTIONS FROM OUR GOVERMENT AGAINST IT!? I'll tell you why. Too polite. That country criticisizes us about OUR moral values. That country has citizens BURNING chinese people ALIVE because they are richer from working harder. And if that's not enough, they STILL burn their forests, and make their neighbours suffer the consecuenses(yes i know i spelt that wrong).
I M PISSED!!! Their goverment is SOOOO laid back, they critic other people, and dont even work do improve themselvs. They say that because America is soooo against their Islam ways, that makes themselves a MUCH better and civilized country. Civilized? My foot. Burning chinese...and all those shit. Bah!!!
I'm stopping my entries. TIll I get my mood back, there wont be anymore updates. Daily happenings, yes...but not my emotions and feelings...none of that lot. No more biased opinions and interesting articles.
Take your pick. I've finally gotten Zakhren to design these banners for all the SMKSU bloggers out there. You can just directly link the logos from here. Many sizes, shapes and colors to suit hopefully everyone. Put it at the side of your page if you're an SU student, AND a blogger. =) To Boon heng, change your banner to this one's, please? Yours has the word blogoshere spelt wrongly as spere(and zak's got british blood, konon).
I'm at home now, thanks to depression and a sick tummy. School would be terrible anyway, with the haze getting worse these days...
My last picture with Amanda. I hated myself in this ...fucking crappy.
In the light of which is my darkest hour so far, I had to strengthen myself and know that if this party was to be a success, I had to keep my emotions away.
Me. The freak. Readers have voted on the BROWN shirt. Thank you all.
After carrefour, I dropped by Manda's house at 3pm, bringing all the drinks and helping in whatever way I can. By 4, the DJ's equipment had arrived. All the way till 5:30, I then went home to bathe and change. Back at 6, and already things were looking up. I'll skip the part about organizing it, for the info is just too long to type, but all I can say is, We Did It. Hardwork. But we did it.
The girl of the night. Amanda. I couldn't take a picture with her that night...bah.
Sanjeve,Eric,Leon.
The DJ's booth. We had some fun tweaking with it.
Most, or ALL, the food that I had gotten people to do had came, along with much more things from Amanda's mom. Thanks to Avinesh, Colin, Origins, Sufern, Leon and Nabilah! You have no idea how much this means to me.
Li Ching and Lianne. Two of Amanda's best friends.
Jiale from high angle.
Some of the people sitting. It was quite awkward at first, and guys didnt want to mix with the girls. Bah. Typical.
Valerie and Amanda.
Jamie Koo. Jamieku?
Khe Chun, my anorexic hamster.
Bodi, Wei Jin and Adrian. Adrian looks...pleased about something.
Hmm...so many pretty girls. Lets see if I can get this right.
l-r Wan Ci, Stephanie, Xiao Yu, Mun Yee, Amanda, Jiale, and Wai Jean.
It's impossible to resist camwhoring. Even if you're a moody guy.
Amanda with the form 5's. The bunch of them didn't mix around much at first, but after a few hours they fit in perfectly.
Nicholas: *psst* I'll tell you a secret. Amanda isn't leaving for the US...it's Aliens. Aliens I tell you!!!
Sufern and uh...Xiao Yu again. I think that's about all of my camwhores. Been too busy during the party, I didn't even get to enjoy much at first...
Amelia and Amanda.
DJ's made some noise. Time to dance, people!
Uh, not yet actually. Something seems to have come up.
ooooookay. How do I label this mess? From top to bottom.
Row 1(highest): Hui Yin.
Row 2: Andrew, with Nicholas below him, Stephanie, Jia Le, Xiao Yu,
Row 3: Boon Heng, Su Lynn, Evonne, Wai Jean
Row 4: Vern Sheng and Jade.
Bleck. Vern Sheng proves he has a longer more outgoing tounge than I have. Mine's shy...
A very handsome emcee announces something...
Time for Amanda's speech.
Looking at her, I wondered. Why? Why are all these attentions diverted to her? If it was another person in the room leaving for the USA, would they have received this much reaction? Would others throw a party? Would 70 people show up? Or is it just because in my eyes, she's so special.
...I seriously don't know.
...I'm confused.
Nima told me that we've just received gate crashers. Some uninvited guests had arrived, and trouble was brewing. ...I was pissed off later that night to find out that they had entered her house, joined in the dance, and didn't even know who the hell Amanda was. Have some fucking respect la, ass.
Evonne was posing for a pic about 2 seconds earlier, but she mistook my first flash for the shot and immediately looked down for her drink.
Yih Haur looking shocked.
The DK finally grooved, and dancing ensued. Pics are blur because everybody won't stop moving. I mean, who would?
I found this picture interesting. Lianne's a GREAT dancer. She's so agressive when it comes to dancing...
Once in a while I'd walk out of the dance floor to go out for some fresh air. It was no less than a sauna in there. More than 20 people were dancing...and it just felt great.
I was too lazy to use a mirror to check, so I just took a picture of myself. Yes, ugly indeed.
This picture with cass WOULD be nice if my glasses were not crooked. Damnit.
I took a walk with some friends at the field opposite her(amanda) house, escaping the crowd. Had quite a good conversation with some very interesting individuals...
It wasn't her birthday, but I guess this suited quite well. We showered her with cold water from the icebox. Poor girl.
She was back to her old pretty and dry self in no time though. And why does fern...look...so...old in this pic......bah.
Amanda wanted a retake...which didn't turn out well.
Being an organizer in a party for once, I guess I didn't have much time to take pictures for blogging. Once the party was over...I helped manda's mom clean up. My parents came around 1am to pick me up, making me one of the last to leave...
I contemplated on myself on how happy she was that day. Did her being happy really made me happy too? Or was that something I just made up to convince myself? I didn't bother thinking about it. She's leaving. I...don't have the right to even bother her. As my car drove past her house for possibly the last time...I thought hard.
I'm off to Carrefour to shop for stuff that will be needed for Amanda's farewell party tonight. Probably wont be blogging about till Monday, because of having to do some tedious work for my sister. Bah. I'll just try... nyways, just some eye candy of SMKSU's sexiest people, the infamous dotA clan, NPSP!
Numerously-Psychotic-Sexy-People.
Our original name was CheEz. But we couldn't find any good words for the abbreviation and decided on NpSp.
Yesh. Me the fat tall guy. Yesh. Very fat indeed.
Zakhren-Aaron-Harvey-Marcus-Rooben-Siang Chi and Sean.
NpSp...the sexiest people in SMKSU.
p/s: note to all SMKSU bloggers. Zakhren is working on making a banner for all of you. If you're an SUian AND you have a blog, please do put ths SMKSU Blogosphere banner at the side of your page =) Coming soon.
The world's cutest website(turn off my music before opening this link):Sven.com
Was there a time you wished all that had happened in the past few years never did?
That you could turn back time its self, and undo your mistakes, or prevent a calamity.
If u were given the chance, would you take it? Would you risk everything, just to correct a mistake made long ago…every night haunting your dreams, filled with regret.
I’ve faced problems…a lot of them. My family is happy and content, but my school life isn’t. Everyday, I’m reminded of all the things I’ve done wrong. All the things I could’ve done better and fix a path to a much stronger base, to be cooler, to be fitter, to be smarter, to be friendlier.
I’ve many regrets. Yet isn’t that part of life?
Before I start, I’d like to say my perspective of life is solely my own. So Christians, keep your ruddy believes to yourself. I have my right.
To live a perfect life without problems, to have fortune and fame spoon fed into your mouth, with luck always by your side, and the decisions that you make always right…now THAT, I would say…is an imperfect life. Not even a worthy one, in fact.
To me, I believe, every person’s journey in life is a story. A book with many chapters, pages, and sentences. What is the book? And where do you read it from? Simple. The person itself, is a book. It may not be as simple to read a person’s story as opening a thick covered copy from MPH, but its much more interesting. Talk to a person, and hear their life story. One of my favorite ‘books’, would me my grandparents. When I was young, I’d listen everyday to my grandmother’s story of how she survived the Japanese war, and the horror she saw. From meeting my grandfather, to how she kept calling the hospital every minute on the day I was born.
And how do you become a character in his or her story? You befriend them. Look at my story, and you’ll see that the main characters are diverse, and interesting, with their own story to tell, yet build mine. You’d see many times of me mentioning Amanda, Zakhren, Derek, Fern, Ooi Hong, and others. These people make my story complete. Without them, I’d be the only character. All alone. Nothing.
Back to being able to turn back time. If I had the chance, the most I would change is the fact that may I’d not eat so much, and was less moody. But I wouldn’t change my path of meeting Amanda, or failing to get a post in LEO recently. These things, no matter how much I regret, I will not change. And why? Because no matter how painful the memories are, and how much my heart bleeds with every reminder of it…that’s just what it is: Memories. It's what makes me, me.
Memories, whether painful or happy, are important. I don’t know how to describe it, but I treasure every moment of hard times, and more the sweet. It’s from this, that I learn. Like I said…a life without regrets and hardship, where all is spoon fed, is a life not worth living. No one in this world would ever be say that there hasn’t been a time in their lives they felt real pain. Would the happiest person in the world say they did not have a moment that they regretted? No.
The past 4 years have meant a lot to me. From form 1, being bullied, I became stronger. From knowing that I had feelings for her, I expressed it. From there, I learnt how not to contain my feelings. I made friends. For once, real friends. Those that are actually by my side.
I learnt that the world is not perfect. There are people out there who are inconsiderate beyond reason, while also people who were caring and kind beyond reason.
Amanda’s last day of school in Malaysia ended today at 12.30pm. At that moment, a chapter in my story, amidst many more to come, had closed.
We’re about to reach the end of this chapter. Come 21st August, it ends, and a new one enfolds.
And if one day, when maybe I am no longer in touch with Zakhren or Fern, I’d have these stories to alway look back at.
Life’s a story. One we write. One we share.
And in others, we’re the characters that make their story complete
Cute leh? I love Angel for being so cute! She's been cute ever since the first time we saw her enter this world in a soft brown liquid pouch from her mom...but...today...something happened. My mom...sent her to the groomers...and THIS! THIS HAPPENED!!!
OMG what happened to my cute angeL???
OMG Angel what did they do to you??? Nvm I'll still love you! *sob*
This is an outrage!
Anyway, I'll be a Boon Heng today and post about the things I bought.
As you all know, I'm a die hard BodyGlove buyer, even tho my supportive friends always give comments like
Xiao: it's so old.
Amelia: you see it everywhere la...
Fern: Shopping isn't just about bodyglove...
Sigh. It's alright. Because I know, that shopping is like loving. If u love the same girl for a very long time without looking at other girls, they will start to grow on you. Same goes for shopping.
I dropped by Sunway Pyramid today for some clothes I'd be wearing to Amanda's farewell party. Showed them my now-not-so-rare privilege card and bought these beauties.
Xiao, this is what I ment by fuzzy looking belt. Nice leh? Of course, many people say that I have a terrible taste in pants...I once bought a pair of pants that had blackboard duster marks all over it for design, at RM100. My friends hated it. Sigh... moving on:
It reminds me so much of Coca-Cola, and I needed ANOTHER black shirt...
This brown shirt is a real beaut. I'm stuck in between wearing one of them...the black or the brown?
Apparently this is the most famous chick in the chinese internet society.
BootyLicious ME!
Ha! You think I not have rap! I am rap star! Thank You to all my fans who adore me and set up websites. More than 2-thousand fan sites just for ME! You know I am great!
Look at THIS ONE!
And SPECIAL Thank-to SEVEN CASTLES
I SO NICE THEY LOVE ME TWICE!
Thank you: Seven Castles!
Thank you: Seven Castles!
And just when you thought her english couldn't get anymore ridiculous(not as much as her ego), there's more:
I So Sweet
I SO Sweet!
Men, please do not look at this picture
unless you are sitting down.
I do not want anyone to get hurt
so take it easy.
I SO SWEET!
I cannot believe myself!
So pretty!
You believe it!
I learnt about this self proclaimed beauty from www.kennysia.com, and couldn't stop laughing at how silly she was. I won't say she's a bitch, or ugly(which she is), but heck, what a desperate attempt for attention!
The strange thing is, she gets daily hits for her blog in THOUSANDS. Are men in china so desperate? HmmMmmm???
Good Morning!
Imagine before the sun, you are walking and find me, waiting here for you, looking for something more gentle to sit on, before the sun.
In your life you cannot find one as lovely as me. Men have fainted at the sight of me. I cannot stop to pick them up or I would be late. Bye-Bye! .
Alot of people out there are now blogging and flaming about her...at first, I wondered why. She's not exactly hurting anybody...but...she's trying to piggy back on other blogs' fame by picking fights. Mistaking SPG's naked picture for XiaXue, she delibarately posted it to defame her. That's when I labeled her as 'attention desperate fuglo"
Love Me, Love You
I am your Spice, I will ride my bicycle to your heart. Look at my breasts. Look at my face. When you are with your lover next time, Close Your Eyes. Pretend it isME. Pretend I am there with you and that lover. At her moment you withdraw and enter ME. Remember my beautiful face.
It was something that I never expected, yet hoped.
To put aside your feelings, just for that person you love so much. And for her to smile, that itself is bliss.
To put away your own feelings, and do what is right. And do watch from afar, how she smiles again.
That is bliss.
You know who you are, and I thank you for it.
Life is One Sided.
January 5th, 2019:
The heating system in our house broke down today. I called up the repairmen, but they're still in the holiday mood, and didnt even accept my offer of 500 extra. Thanks to that, I'm wrapped up in 4 layers of blanket while in front of my desk, signing agreements on the book deal and blogging, my teeth chattering away and feet turning numb. Fucking idiots.
Wife's out to do some shopping, but I think getting some heating from other places was her ulterior motive. Dammnit, now I don't even have anyone to snuggle up with. Wine's been a fine good friend to me, but there's a limit to just how much warmth it can provide.
I was going through our cupboard, looking for some extra thick wool blankets when I came across a peculiar brown box. It was familiar enough for me to remember in a split second what it was.
These were my private diary letters from The 4th War. Back when Malaysia was still habitable. It brought me painful memories of how we suffered, and all our dreams of the future taken away by the cold iron hand called war. It was luck that I had managed to get into aid by England, and make it safely here, where I met new friends, and even fellow Malaysians who survived the war.
It's been 10 years since I last thought about my homeland. Searching up the internet for any information I could find about it, I stumbled upon an interesting forum. There's been a report that the toxic levels from Post Neucler explosions in the country are finally subsiding. It was safe enough to visit, though very high in polution. Many people were planning expeditions there, and I came across a thread in the midst of planning one. We leave in 2 weeks.