February Updates

Yes, February is almost ending and there isn't much to tell. I just feel obliged to at least list down things that happened during this month.

February started with me, whining about going to work. Work has taken a toll on me and it has made me officially cranky, moody and murderous. Try clicking the mouse 5 hours a day, 7 days a week and let me know if you decide to wear a halo or carry a pitchfork for the rest of your non-working hours. The only thing that kept me going was a mantra i chant every time my animal instincts rises. it's pretty easy. try it!

"i'm getting NZD5000". Just repeat xtimes till you're normal again.

Later, things started to shape up with allowances coming in, me losing 8kg and wearing size 10 jeans as well as the Lunar New Year (gained 2kg in 5 days o.O"). Let me break it down to you. Basically, from the 8th till the 15th, my daily activities involve eating with friends, eating with relatives, eating with relative's friends, eating with church members, eating with friend's of friends and eating in between eating. So you see, gaining 2kg from all that doesn't sound that bad eh..

We have also officially chenged our mailing address as of the 18th. after finally settling down, i realized that i have so few clothes! And summer sale is on now! Few clothes in wardrobe = summer sale = shopping! Which i'm going to do, soon!

People say the end of something marks the start of something new. well, my summer scholarship program ended yesterday (26th) and the semester will start soon (1st March). I'm in fact very excited (happy, anxious) that classes are starting again and that i can go back to doing what i do best (cramming info into brain, doing revision and hopefully, scoring A's). Life will be back to normal (at least for me) and things will just fall back to its place again once everything starts getting along.

But then again, studying doesn't seem so important now that you realize the fact that you will leave in less than 12 months, leaving a place that you can finally call home. I've decided to put my aims and goals this year ahead of studying and if i have to juggle and carry both academics and pleasure for things to work, i actually will. Let's hope it works and i don't end up tanking =)

Drabble 006

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Standing here, I can see everything so clearly now. You're walking away with steady pace. The disappointment and hurt still plastered on your face. My heart cries out for you yet my mouth stayed shut. I want to reach out for you yet my feet refused to budge. All I could do is hold myself, hoping that i wont fall apart.

I want to be bold. I don't want to stand in the cold.

Not anymore.

Not alone.

But what can I do? Your heart changed. You feel chained. All I can do for you now is let you slip away. I think it's better this way.

I am not bold. I'm still standing in the cold.

Always.

Alone.




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Drabble 005

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His Story.

Sh*t!
That was the first thing that pops in my mind when the bell rang. I look around the small cramped room, thinking to myself - I'm in deep sh*t if she catches me here. Where to hide? Where to HIDE??

After scanning the room for the longest time, I finally found a bookshelf big enough to cover me from her sight. As I struggle to force my bulky body into the small crack between the shelf and the wall, the heavy wooden door swings open.

And enters the most beautiful creature God has ever made. If I die, I want to enter this heaven - I smiled, having the sweetest and sinful thoughts. Hoping the that my big foot does not stick out in any way, I peep through the gap between the books to see your lovely face.

I hear you gasp when you saw the present I left you. I see the cutest smile carved on your face. Boy, she's right. Roses do make a girl happy - silently thanking my best friend.

When is she going to leave? It's so cramp in here. I'm dying! HELP!! - secretly I pray that you will leave the room soon. The crack now proves to be to small for my muscular body. I have been sucking my tummy in for the longest time and I'm about to burst when I hear you call me. Gulp!


Her Story.

I huff and puff, taking in lungful of oxygen as I sprint to the piano room. Ah, such a waste of time! How can you forget your books! - mentally scolding myself. I turn at the corner of the building and BAM! hitting someone square in the head and I, fell like a sack of potatoes.

#*^%$! - I curse before helping the girl I ran into. I think I crack my skull - as I slightly bow to say I'm sorry.before getting ready for my sprint to the piano room again.

1, 2, 3! Ah...! - My eyes got bigger as the girl pulls me back to face her familiar face. Must protect my face. Must protect my face - as I profusely pour my apologies to her, praying to God that she won't punch me. Her hand suddenly reach for my jacket and I panic. No, she's going to strangle me instead. MUMMY!

And the girl just flash me the most pleasant smile and dust the dust off me. Her eyes are the saddest eyes I've ever seen but they are captivating. As she walks away, I see the smile disappear from her face. Hope nothing bad happens to her. Such a nice girl!

As I push the wooden door open, a sharp, spicy fragrance fills my nose. Ah, Armani Diamonds for Men - thinking to myself as I take another whiff. Only one person can afford this and the person is not me - which builds my suspicions. How can the room smell of Armani when the only person using the room uses.. well, nothing.Then I saw a rose on the piano keys. I gasp and a smile just creep on my face - I have a secret admirer! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Everything make sense now. The rose, this piano room, Armani, the girl - looking around the room. Then I saw a blue shoe peaking from behind the bookshelf and decide to call his name.


My Story.
Ouch! That hurts! - as I rub my swollen temple. I look at the wooden door from the window, hoping that it would turn out right. For him. I would do anything to see him happy - I tell myself that every time he ask me about this. And I finally agree to help him.

I look at my hand,and examine the cut. Well, even roses have thorns - as I stop the bleeding with my hanky. Then I hear the voice that turns my world upside-down and make my heart skips a beat. He's laughing - I look up and saw them, walking hand in hand. He flashes me a thumbs-up when she wasnt looking.

He did it. It went well. He's happy now. My teddybear is happy now! - I gave him the sweetest smile. The noisy chatters around me cannot hide a faint sound. The faint sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces.





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Drabble 004

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A/N: This drabble is dedicated to a dear friend of mine who is celebrating his birthday today =) Happy birthday Zammie! I just want you to know that this is how I think of you~

I open my eyes, and it is bright. I look at myself, noticing a little flame in me. As the little flame dances, I know that the flame is who I really am inside. And I am happy.

I notice the flame burns with passion whenever I taste joy, pleasure and delight. It is like ecstasy and it is bright. And I am happy.

Slowly but surely, my heart begins to feel the weight of the world. The little flame flickers, fighting to stay alive. But it is still bright. This time I look around and become conscious of my surroundings. Then I see you and your little light, glimmering in all its glory. You are strong when I am weak. And I am happy.




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Drabble 003

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People say we're different. You and I. No matter how hard we try, we'll never be the same. So why bother trying to get to know each other better? Why bother trying to be there, physically and emotionally, for each other?

We're both from two different worlds. You and I. I realize that every time I look your way. But I want to know you better. I want to try and be there for you, always.

You know why? Because I want to. I want to prove to them that although we may look different, we're all the same. The same smile on our faces when we're happy. The same salty tears running down our faces when we're sad. The same pain when someone breaks our heart into pieces. The same burning desire to be loved. The same fear of being lonely. Deep down inside every one of us, we're all the same.

And because of that, although we're different, we can prove to them that we can care for each other. You and I. Every time I look your way, I look at a different person but I see the same smile, tears, pain, desire and fear.





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