;) It's good to be back...I think?

Wow... Seriously, how LONG has it been since I last updated?

Well, I'm not gonna answer that but nonetheless, I'M HERE TO RANT! MUAHAHAHAHAAHA!

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The issue of the day: Come and Go

I've been observing all my dear friends at SMKBU and the frightening truth has dawned upon me: a lot of my friends (and various people) are leaving SMKBU.

I would be a terrible liar if I said the news doesn't make me feel sad. It does make me feel horribly sad to the extent I might start crying if I kept talking about it. It's not the only thing that's making me feel sad. Ever since I first saw people walking out through the gates of SMKBU and never returning, it makes me feel as though I'm stuck somewhere in the cement of SMKBU. Yes, I admit I really, really love SMKBU. But sadly, it's been pummeling down the drain lately.

I'm honestly tired of seeing teachers limiting our choices and achievements. I'm freaking tired to see people not tiring hard enough. I'm extremely tired to see people giving up on things just because its too hard to be fulfilled. I'm seriously tired of seeing people with undiscovered talent not knowing their full potential. It just feels so sad to see those things happening right under my nose.

Yes, all of these things are actually happening at SMKBU . . . and I don't like it.

Sadly, the damage inflicted has run in too deep until it almost seems unrepairable. The only solution to it is either we get a promising Pengetua (someone like dear old Puan Chan, the most loved Pengetua in the history of SMKBU) or . . . (gulps) I transfer myself out to another school.

Again, I would be a terrible liar if I said I have never considered of transferring out of SMKBU. Why not? A few number of my friends has done so and they never turned back. I have been considering to transfer out of SMKBU. To which school, I'm not certain, but nonetheless I felt like the right thing to do was to leave. But how could I?

I thought to myself, 'why the hell do I want to transfer myself into a totally new school where I absolutely know no one when I'm currently at a school with all my lovely friends and teachers?' Transferring out of SMKBU feels like you're moving out of your old home. (Trust me, I know how it feels)

I irrevocably and undeniably love SMKBU.

But I feel my choices are limited. I've always thought cheerleading was something interesting to do. Unfortunately, we have no cheerleading squad in SMKBU. I also thought basketball could've been awesome. Sadly, the basketball team is almost extinct in SMKBU. I have found a number of neighboring schools that seems to offer promising choices for me to find my full potential.

But there's always a risk to pay. I'll be the new girl and honestly, I hate the idea of it. I've never been a 'new girl' in my entire life. Kindergarten hardly counts because everyone was a friend when you were younger. Elementary school was slightly different but still, it's particularly the same as kindergarten. Secondary school was no different. I still see some familiar faces and I've never felt alone all by myself.

But when you're a new student, it's kinda scary because you know no one yet people are looking at you under a microscope as if you're their new Biology experiment. Besides, whenever I'm anxious, I tend to be frightened and scared. So you can imagine the damage I could do if I tried to introduce myself to new people.

So, that's my main question: 'should I transfer out of SMKBU or not?'

I know I would terribly miss all my friends at SMKBU and hopefully, they'll miss me as well. But I've got to make sacrifices for my future.

Oh, god, why is everything so darn complicated?

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"The clock of Life ticks endlessly,
Sometimes too fast or too slow but you never now,
Moments pass by like a passing shadow,
Sometimes you just want everything to stop."

-In Her Own Head-
Yasmin

Holiday Plans

Ah, saje nak blog so that my blog doesn't seem DEAD!

This upcoming holiday, I thought I was planning to do some job hunting at any art company who is well, willing me to pay for my art or something. My dear friend Zainab helped applying my work to a certain company whose CEO is running some kind of Chinese art department (I don't really remember. I think his work was something related to comics) Since last September, I still haven't received a call.

Insya-Allah, I really hope they call me soon! >.<

Aside from that, I was planning to spend time with my friends. Last Friday, I was planning to go and watch New Moon!! AHHH!! But kesian, I had to balik kampung because it was Hari Raya Aidiladha! Sorry, Min Li!! Damn, I wanna watch that movie. Sheesh kebab.. I was planning to hang out with some friends but it's undecided 'cause I'm going to be moving soon.

The new house is great! But damn, so many dust. It hurts my eyes, makes me sneeze and gives me pimples.

By the way, gotta go!

-Limited internet access-user-

Abandoned!

No, no! My blog is not abandoned... just neglected. That really doesn't make a difference, does it? I wish I could blog but damn, there's nothing to blog! If I could, I would post some camwhoring pictures in the next post. Lol!

But for now, here's something:

I've been posting some stories up in FictionPress.com. To those who want to read my stories, there's two of them:

Shakespeare, my ass!

and

My Egotistical Prince Charming

Please check them out, read and post a review! No time to waste, I've got to ciao!

-Out-

Dear Blog,

Hi, Blog. How've you been doing?

I'm sorry that I've been neglecting but I'll post something new now just to shake myself off from some stress in life.

In our tiny world, we're the population that lives on it. We're humans. Whenever we hear the word 'human', several words popped into my mind: vulnerable, insecure and weak. I once created a saying, which was "Our brains will never mix well with our hearts". I'd like to share something about true friends.

True friends are rare to find on this planet and I agree so. However . . . they don't always last eternally. Most true friends are always there for each other and lend their shoulders for people to cry on. It's great to have such friends like that, right? =) But it wasn't always the same thing for the 'shoulders to cry on'. Sometimes the 'Shoulders to cry on' don't always have their spare of 'shoulders to cry on' either.

Because of this, they could no longer take the feeling of being the ones always listening but not speaking anything. It could be because of their selfishness or jealous(for seeing other people progress ahead instead of theirselves) or anything else that only the wisest could think of. Sometimes, their feelings are involuntarily. As I said, "our brains will never mix well with our hearts". There are definitely times where our hearts are telling us the opposite of what our minds think.

That's one flaw about being human. Sometimes they keep it to theirselves and dare not to offend anyone's feelings. However, that sense of anger of hearing people go to them and expect them to listen clearfully like they were some vending machine will eventually burst out. Conclusion: the amount damage was far worse than it should've been.

Sorry, blog but I have to stop here. I've gotta sleep and smile for another better and brighter morning. =D

-Saranghae yo!-
E.L.F & Cassiopeia

Obsession Part 2?

ARGH!! I want to buy Super Junior M's album but I can't find it! No!

I went to OU recently with my friend Min Li. =D It was nice though because I was able to walk out of the house. The good thing was it was totally unplanned! Min Li had invited me to follow her to McDonalds near Centerpoint. About halfway there, we were complaning about how we wished that we could've gone to place where there are more things to see.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

Coincidentally, my mom had returned home to take a shower. So I thought, "Why not ask mom to send us to OU?" Min Li and I looked at each other and the next thing was cheeky grins creeping up on our faces! And hell yeah, boom! We could go. We spent almost four hours there and jee, it was tiring since I was wearing a pair of scandals that my sister bought from 'Nose' inside OU. Yes, there's a shoe shop literally named 'Nose'. Don't ask why. But the designs were nice! XD

We walked from CD shop to CD shop. I tried looking for SJM's new album but I couldn't find it. Sigh... What a pity. Please listen to Sujer Junior because they rock my socks!

"Super Girl" - Super Junior M



Oh, here's also another thing. I love Big Bang's new Japanese single: Gara Gara Go! I love it, man! Makes me wanna dance and seriously, Seung-Ri is hot! XD But at first I attracted to Dae-Sung first because of his husky voice. Ah! I love Big Bang!

"Gara Gara Go!" - Big Bang


P.S: This was a random post. Sorry for updating such a thing out of the blue. =D

When We Were Young

Here we are,
Growing old and wiser,
The months and years were short,
but the days were the longest.

Nostalgia,
We reminisce about it again,
Our body shrinks back into smaller figure,
and all the worries on our shoulders disappear.

I remember...
We were rushing to bathe,
Until we had collided into each other,
You hurt your nose and I hurt my stomach.

I remember...
We were at our tuition centre,
Right after our class has ended,
Your mom was busy and we played at the back.

I remember...
I was sneaking and playing at the computer,
Dad caught me in the act and I panicked,
Knocking on the bed and you nearly laughed at that.

I remember...
We were on the computer side by side,
chatting away with our greatest penpal from Singapore,
until one day we literally wrestled in front of the computer.

I remember...
We played ball in my sister's room,
The ball went so off from the cupboard to the table,
We couldn't stop laughing for what seems like hours!

I remember...
We use to have annual sleepovers at each other's houses,
We enjoyed each other's company and kept chatting away,
Until it was 5 AM and we watched the sunrise together with bliss.

I remember...
We were craziest in our imagination,
All we did was act and act so spontaneously,
We even created a whole new world inside our very minds.

I remember...
Disney movies and shows were the 'it' of that time,
We never grew tired of watching them when we were little,
Our parents watched us being together so youthfully.

I remember...
All we did was laugh loudly together,
Nothing seemed to matter in world anymore,
Except for the fact that you were once by my side.

The truth hurts,
My heart dare not admit we have changed,
Growing older, mature and of course, more selfish.
Now I wonder... where had the innocence disappeared?

Pains me to say,
That all those were memories kept in our great brain,
Our bodies grew back old and the burdens comes back again,
With my heavy heart crushing, oh I have only one dear wish...

To be young again.

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Dedicated to my dear cousin and Singaporean pen-pal. You know who you are. =) Thanks for the memories.

Calling out Writers!

Do you think you got a story to write? A story to tell? Well, don't bother in squirting out the brains out of your brain for super long ideas because your story has to at least be under 6000 words!

Check out this website for more info!

-Cheerio!-
Teen Writer

"The Missing Part" Part 2

Little Joanna sobbed in the back of her hands, the pain at her knees stung. She cried on the grass, not moving when the pain just grew worse and worse. Footsteps shuffled closer to her, causing to lift her watery eyes at the person. A warm smile greeted her along with a young face.

"Are you okay?" He asked, squatting down in front of her.

Joanna merely nodded, her eyes lowering down to her knees. He examined them, eyeing them closer and gently touching her knees. She winced in pain. He pulled back his hand. "Can you move?" He asked, a certain kindness glinting in his eyes. She shook her head. He turned around, facing his back to her. She blinked, the last few tears dropped as the others dried up against her moist skin. He looked at her over his shoulder.

"Well? Grab hold to me." He said. Joanna blinked.

How could an eleven-year-old carry a nine-year-old like Joanna? He was skinny, his frame was small and his cheekbones were high and bony. She hesitated at first but he grabbed her wrist. She knew he was demanding her to get on his back. She wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. Slowly, he lifted her up and he didn't tumbled, which surprised her.

He came into a half-crouch and he grabbed the back of her knees, securing her legs with his arms. A proud smile tugged his lips as he started moving forward. She looked at him almost doubtfully as he walked, hoping that she wasn't a burden to him.

"You're very light, y'know." He commented.

Joanna blinked. "Yea, mommy says I must eat more." She replied, trying her best not to shift her weight abruptly. "Thank you for helping me." She smiled softly as he turned the corner of his eye over his shoulder. His cheeks raised as a grin spread across his lips.

"I'm Jason. Nice to meet you. Your name is?"

"I'm Joanna."

Joanna reminisced when she had met Jason for the first time. She remembered running amok in the park until she tripped on a rock and scratched her knees against the rough soil. Jason hadn't change much since they first met. He was still the bubbly, funny and attractive guy he was since middle school. She somewhat thought that their friendship was a coincidence. They both shared the same birthday, February 29th. Once in every four year, they would be jointed by the hip and spent their birthdays doing ridiculous yet adventurous things.

He once said, "We only celebrate our birthdays once in four years. And to make those three years of waiting worth it, we have to try something new." He had winked at her when he said that. That was Jason's motto for everything: 'Do things that will make waiting worthwhile'. He was right. She remembered that he begged her to sneak out of her house during midnight. She knew she was never born to be a true rebel but she gave in. Jason knew how to drive from his bother, Nicholas(who was currently now in college). They drove all the way from the city to the beach, stopping by at certain places to get some snacks on the way.

When she woke up, she found herself on the beach facing the sunset. She couldn't believe how beautiful it was. Jason was standing next to her, the wind blowing in his silky hair. He had said, "After all that trouble, it's still worth it." Indeed, it was worth it.

Joanna recalled their history. They had been the greatest friends throughout seven long years since they were ten. She smiled, grateful that she was able to know another amazing individual. But things changed since July. . . five months ago.

Joanna yawned broadly as she strolled down lazily inside the classroom. She sat at her usual seat which was and always been next to Jason. What a coincidence really. They were the only ones in their class whose names start with the letter 'J'. Joanna looked over to Jason and saw he was looking painfully pale for once in his life. Joanna panicked slightly, gently gripping onto his shoulder.

"Jason?" She whispered. "You okay? You look pale."

He turned to her, trying his best to crack a reassuring smile. But it was obvious to see he struggled with it. Joanna's heart dropped seeing him in pain. "Yeah, I'm okay, Joanna." He lied. He wasn't okay! "Don't worry about--,"

He dropped his head abruptly onto his desk with a loud 'bang!' that made everyone jumped and turned to him as if he was crazy. Joanna's eyes widened and she panicked. She started shaking Jason's shoulder vigorously but he didn't move. He didn't move an inch at all. She gently pushed him upwards and continued shaking him by the shoulders hoping he wakes up. But his face was still as white as snow and his eyes were shut tightly.

"Jason!" She panicked

She closed her eyes, trying to erase that memory from her mind. That was how she'd found out he had cancer for almost two years. His father had lung cancer too and died at the age of 35. Still too young, thought Joanna. Still too young to die. Sometimes, she wondered why Jason did not option to do a surgery and remove the tumour. Even the chances were small, he still had a chance of survival just in time before he reached the critical level.

Joanna waited at the bus stop, waiting anxiously for Jason's arrival. Biting her lower lip, she pulled back the strand of her dark hair behind her ear as she smoothing out her turquoise blouse. She tugged on the tip of her long ponytail, constantly wondering whether she had overdressed or she looked too simple. After a while, she mentally slapped herself. Why was she so worried? They weren't going on a date at all! Only as best friends, nothing more and nothing less. But that thought made Joanna's heart sank.

Could they ever be more than just best friends? She dare not think of an answer and desperately pushed the nauseating thought from her mind. As if on cue, she felt something gripped her shoulders. She immediately jumped and turned around, catching a grinning face that she had missed so much.

"Jason!" She cried happily.

Jason cracked his trademark handsome grin at her. "Looks like you arrived early. Anxious to see me?" He joked. Joanna chuckled and nudged him in the ribcage.

"Of course, yeah! When was the last time we'd hang out? Last month! That's almost thirty days." Joanna pointed out, lacing her arm with his as they began to stroll away from the bus stop. "Besides, I'd like to see you eat like a pig today. You're like a skeleton."

Jason chuckled heartily at that. It was true that he had lost a couple of pounds since he was placed inside the hospital. His arms felt skinnier, his cheeks had concave in his face and his once sparkling eyes now looked extremely tired. Joanna frowned at the sight of him. She couldn't imagine how miserable it must've felt being in the hospital for six months. She felt like hugging him tightly, never wanting to let go. But what could she do? She was a mere human being, she had no supernatural powers that could fight against God's power. Her eyes stung slightly, tears starting puddling slightly in her eyes but not ready to flow out of them. Why him? Why Jason?

"Joanna?" Jason called, coming into a halt.

Joanna quickly grinned at him, hoping that he hadn't notice her squinted eyes that were beginning to soak. "Sorry, I just remembered something about school. It's some project I have to pass up next month." She lied smoothly.

Lying. It was something that she was getting better at almost every time she was around Jason. She hated lying but she clearly didn't want to be honest. Jason raised a skeptical brow at her but smiled instead, decided to not ask any more questions. She returned the smile and intertwined their hands. She dragged him along, making sure her grip was firm. She wanted to make the last few months of his life worthwhile.

It was time for the last few adventures.

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I'm so, so, so sorry that it took so long to write. Gosh, I feel so guilty now. But at least I've updated in though I hoped I did it sooner. Argh! Sorry! Well, I'll just let the chapter hang again. I'm gonna enjoy myself writing this. There will be Part 3 and possibly Part 4. (unless I decided to end the story tragically or happily-ever-after) I admit I'm cruel to my characters.

Please pray that I didn't lose the inspiration and will write Part 3 ASAP before I turn into asap myself... -.-

Another Day, Another Complaint

Warning: this post is short and contains censored swears that is not allowed for kids under 13. So, beat it!

I freakishly and seriously hate Puan Hasni until my core! ARGH!!! But I seriously, honestly and freakkingly hope that she still run Talent Day after Bulan Ramadhan or after PMR cuz I know if I kena buang sekolah, I'll throw a rat in that woman's desk! ARGH! ARGH! I hate that biatch! Grr, she makes me so *toot*ing mad! *toot*, *toot*!

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This post has ended. The volcano has burst out. Now, the lava cooled off. And time for another complain, my brother is annoying!

-Peace!-
Yz

What the F**K?

Warning: This post contains constant swearing, rants and complains from a teenaged girl's mind. If you don't like her or hate hearing her complain, do not read this post. You've been warned.

I officially hate Puan Hasni binti Hassan, the so-called Headmistress of SMKBU.

Why?

Cuz this bloody woman had changed our 'Hari Bakat' to 'Patriotik-my-foot! day'. If only I hadn't torn the flyers up, I would've shown what it looked like. But due to my intense temper, I had destroyed the papers vigorously as soon as I saw them. Because that bloody bitch had wrote out some stupid pathetic rules!

I recall was:

1. Hanya lagu-lagu patriotik dibenarkan. (Only patriotic songs are allowed)

WHAT. THE. FUCK? Seriously, this bitch has LOST her mind! It's frikking TALENT DAY, not INDEPENDENCE DAY! We, students of SMKBU, were supposed to be showing off our talents for ONE SINGLE DAY and because she thought it would affect us SO greatly, that she just had to fucking butt in and say 'Hell, no'. Wtf? Wtf?? And that's not the only that pissed me off.

She specifically wrote "Persembahan nyanyian dibenarkan. Persembahan tarian tidak dibenarkan." WTF! I knew that she was referring to my group 'EY' who courageously did our Mirotic performance on Hari Guru. What?!! I'm bloody pissed off! It not only affected me, it affected the ENTIRE school. I sure bet that 100 students SO, SO looking forward for Hari Bakat but fucking stupid Puan Hasni just had to butt in. I was delirious!!

I literally cried just thinking of all the students' efforts that were being wasted, especially my teammate Eugene. (who did not directly show it but I had a hunch when he saw the paper) Then, I had a little dance practice of 'Sorry, Sorry' by myself at home and . . . the most absurd idea came into my mind.

"Why don't I run my own Hari Bakat?"

Insane? I don't think that could match up to the whackiness in my brain. It's challenging and daring. I might even get kicked out of school. But it's worth a shot! I WILL TRY to run my own Hari Bakat no matter. I'll beg to my knees to Puan Hasni and beg her to let me run the program. But who says it's gonna be easy. I have a big chance of getting kicked out of school if I do so. But I think I'm brave enough to do so for school.

Cuz I know I'll not give up without a fight.

Warning: the contents in this post are not guaranteed. So if you think she's a maniac, she probably is!

-Lunatic Me-
Yz

River Flows in You....

Yeah, I know it's been a month since I've updated. No inspirations lately! Too busy trying to get a social life. Yeah, I admit that I don't really have a good social life. Hehe... I'll only find one when it comes knocking to my door. Here's a big classical song recommendation for my readers and everyone.

This song was composed by famous South Korean music composer named Yiruma and this is his song "River Flows in You". It's good, really good. I heard this song was actually considered to be chosen as "Bella's Lullaby" for the Twilight movie. Man, they should've picked this song! So rugi! It was better than Carter Bruwell's, seriously. I melted just hearing the music flow and there's no denying that the song is as good as the title. I've found some of the music sheets in DeviantArt and hopefully I could play them.

Beware of this song!

It can give you butterflies in your stomach for some reason. This is such a romantic song lah.. This is why I wanna marry to a Korean or Japanese guy! *sobs* >3>



Enjoy!

School Drama VIII

Honestly, I'm considering to change school next year in Form 3.

Don't get me wrong. I love all my friends and I'm comfortable with my surroundings. But there's just one thing I can't stand being in SMKBU. One simple word:

Teachers.

Yes, you heard me right. I can't stand the teachers. Not all the teachers, of course but just a certain number of them, especially Puan Hasni. I just think she's just being the Headmistress because she loves the title, not the duties. As the Headmistress of SMKBU, she should know that every year students are trying their best to improve themselves academically and also in other ways.

For like instance, cheerleading. Last year, my ex-captain asked permission from afternoon session teacher, Mr. Eugene Morais because in our opinion, he was a really 'sporting' teacher. But when my ex-captain's friend tried to bring up the matter with Puan Hasni, the syarat-syarat she gave to her was absolutely ridiculous.

It doesn't take an idiot to know that cheerleaders are not supposed to wear pants inside their skirts because of all the stunts they have to do. But ridiculously, Puan Hasni asked them to wear knee-length skirts (Knee-length? You gotta be kidding, man! How on Earth can they do their tumbling and jumping, for God's sake?!) along with track bottoms. Yes, as in those long pants you wear for exercising. Stupid? Heck, that word doesn't come close to it.

Secondly, the Aerobikthon group. Since you people know that aerobikthon is part dancing and part exercising, but is it really necessary to use traditional moves to make it interesting? My answer is: Fuck no. Aerobikthon was supposed to a 'fun' version of exercising but doing traditional moves can even make a five-year-old fall asleep as soon as he started it. I really pitied the Aerobikthon team because of Puan Hasni's opinion. That's just nonsense!

Surprisingly, even my group Ebuillence-Y was also invovled! Not just by Puan Hasni but other Malay teachers in the school! Yes, I've heard some compliments from people but what pissed me off first that the teachers didn't show respect while we were performing. I heard one teacher hardly looked at the stage because she thought it was rubbish! Rubbish? You call that rubbish? I say you're the rubbish for showing no respect, whore! Even Puan Hasni hated it. She complained about it to the other teachers and boy, I'm not surprised!

To the Malays (including the students), they think dancing is rubbish. They say dancing just make them look like fools. I laughed at the fact! It just shows that they have massive egos that could barely fit their own butts! Oh, hell, man!Weih, kalau korang rase dancing tu sampah, what about those 'sports' you call basketball or soccer? Dancing is a sport, it fucking is! I'm just thinking that they can't even tell the difference between dancing or looking like idiots. I've heard that all of the Malay students hated the performance because it's nothing they like.

Can they just be a little bit open-minded? Is it THAT hard to be open-minded?? It's not like I'm asking them to literally break a leg while watching people dance! WHAT'S THE EFFING PROBLEM? Honestly, I just think it's racism. Because I think they didn't like the performance was because of me and Eugene. You see, Eugene's Chinese and I'm part Chinese so God knows that they're probably thinking, "Alah, budak Cina je! Tak de kerja lah dieorang!" So, you can only imagine how I wanted to rip their heads off their shoulders!

Sometimes, I wish I didn't live in Malaysia! I'd rather be in another country with more open-minded people around me. What upset me the most that Malaysians don't really respect anyone! But nevertheless, I'm so angry about the fact that they can't just be a little open-minded because they should remember that this world has a FUCKING big variety of stuff/culture! WHAT'S THE PROBLEM WITH COPING ABOUT THAT SIMPLE FACT?!??!?!?!?! I'm really disappointed about it.

Enough of my ranting and cursing! I'll just start punching something to make me feel better. At least I have a weapon to shut those assholes up for good: my fist.

Because one person wouldn't respect another who doesn't respect them.

-Hell!-
Yz

The Sky of Love

I, again, have recently watched another Japanese movie that was really a good one as well aside from the drama series, Akai Ito. This movie once premiered on Astro (AEC, I think?) before. But since my family don't subscribe to that channel, I realized that it can be watched online and that's where I discovered 'Mysoju.com'.



Koizora - Sky of Love

Honestly, this is an amazing sad yet romantic movie. It talks about Hiro (the bleached hair guy) who was determined to have Mika (the girl) to be his. But it's not as sweet as you think it is. They both had to overcome obstacles just to stay together. And the most shocking thing of all is:

This movie is based on a true-life story!

The author (this story is actually a mobile phone story) decided to tell the dramatic story of the girl Mika. I cried just thinking how tough these two people had to struggle to live on. But be warned! The ending was the saddest part of all!

Weih, jealous lah dengan si Mika ni. Aku nak boyfriend cam to jugak! Hehe...

Don't mind me. I'm just a regular fangirl who wish to have a good-looking plus sweet boyfriend and a good love story to tell. For this movie, I'll give it a...

Rating:
1 - Ulgh! It's as bad as I said.
2 - It's actually not very bad, I think.
3 - Somewhat good and entertaining.
4 - It's fresh and a good drama/movie that's worthwhile.
5 - Encore!

5/5 rating! (Bravo!)

P.S: You can find this movie on http://www.mysoju.com/koizora/. Enjoy!

P.S.S: Oh, I nearly forgot something! This movie has also a drama version as well! You can find the drama series at http://www.mysoju.com/koizora-drama/.

P.S.S.S: I didn't try to watch the drama series version so help yourselves to watch it. There's more movies recommendations coming from now. XD

The Red Thread of Fate

If you believe in Chinese folklore, then you probably have heard about the 'red string of fate'.

"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,
regardless of time, place, or circumstance.
The thread may stretch or tangle,
but it will never break."
- an ancient Chinese belief

In this legend, people believe that the gods tied an invisible red string around the ankles of men and women who are destined to be soulmates. Wah, that's so sweet, isn't it? Hehe. Anyone who knows me will surely say that I'm a big fangirl to Korean/Japanese drama series. And yes, I am.

Here's something that's really good to watch!


Akai Ito - The Red String

Even though I'm already watching the fourth episode, I am so hooked up on this drama! Eeek! (Fangirl scream) I just seriously love this drama. It's really nice to watch whenever you feel bored. Oh, my gosh! I wish I had the CD. Okay, this might be a rush to give it a rating but I just can't help it! For this drama, I'll give it a...

Rating:
1 - Ulgh! It's as bad as I said.
2 - It's actually not very bad, I think.
3 - Somewhat good and entertaining.
4 - It's fresh and a good drama/movie that's worthwhile.
5 - Encore!

4.5/5 rating!

Ja!

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P.S: To watch this drama series, you can go to http://www.mysoju.com/akai-ito/ to watch the whole series. Enjoy!

It's You!

HQ PLEASE!



(Han-Geng)
It’s you
It’s you
It’s you
It’s only you
It’s you
It’s you

(Dong-Hae)
I don’t need anyone else, it’s only you
When you ask again, it’s only you
(Kyu-Hyun)
Even if you already have another love
I can’t forget you, I can’t turn back around
Oh ~
(Ye-Sung)
The moment my eyes began to burn
The moment my heart was captured by you
(Lee-Teuk)
I have no regret, I chose you
That’s right, it’s you

Chorus:
(Si-Won)
Oh whatever anyone anyone says, it doesn’t matter to me
Oh whoever whoever curses me, I’ll only look at you
(Ryeo-Wook)
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Still Still) Even as time goes by

(Kang-In)
Oh when you tell me you love me
When you tell me thousands and millions of times
Even when my heart sets on fire, my dry lips wear out
(Kyu-Hyun)
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Still Still) Even as time goes by

(Eun-Hyuk)
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
(Eun-Hyuk + Shin-Dong)
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
Oh, oh, only for you

(Kang-In)
It’s you
I don’t need any words. it’s just you
"It’s too late", but for me it’s just you
(Sung-Min)
I know our love is wrong
I can’t give up, I can’t let you go
Ah, Ah

(Eun-hyuk)
My lips, cold as can be, are even more blue
(Shin-Dong)
I cry out to find to find your warmth
(Ryeo-Wook)
I call, even though I call for you
And there’s no reply, I’ll wait for you

Chorus:
(Han-Geng)
Oh whatever anyone anyone says, it doesn’t matter to me
Oh whoever whoever curses me, I’ll only look at you
(Ye-Sung)
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Still Still) Even as time goes by
(Sung-Min)
Oh when you tell me you love me
When you tell me thousands and millions of times

(Kyu-Hyun)
Even when my heart sets on fire, my dry lips wear out
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Still Still) Even as time goes by

(Eun-Hyuk)
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
Oh, oh, only for you. Oh, oh, only for you
Oh, oh, only for you.
(Hee-Chul)
For me, it’s you, it’s you
(Dong-Hae)
Why don’t you know, why don’t you know?
(Hee-Chul)
For me, it’s you, it’s you

(Si-Won)
Oh whatever anyone anyone says, it doesn’t matter to me
Oh whoever whoever curses me, I’ll only look at you
(Ryeo-Wook)
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Still Still) Even as time goes by

(Dong-Hae)
Oh, when you tell me you love me
When you tell me thousands and millions of times
(Kyu-Hyun)
Even when my heart sets on fire, my dry lips wear out
Even when I’m born again, it’s still only you
(Ryeo-Wook)
(Still Still) Even as time goes by

(Hee-Chul)
It’s you
It's you
It's you
It's only
It's you
It's you

I'm officially an E.L.F and in love with Super Junior!! Eeek! *fangirl scream*

The ones I love is Dong-Hae, Kyu-Hyun, Ye-Sung, Lee-Teuk, Ryeo-Wook, Sung-Min and Eun-Hyuk. I'm glad that Ki-Bum (the guy from the very start before Han-Geng) has finally appeared with the band as well. I missed Ki-Bum but man, why were the make-up artists were so cruel to make his hair like that? He looks so much better without that stupid hairband!

I seriously love Dong-Hae who appeared in 0:33, Kyu-Hyun (plus Ye-Sung and Lee-teuk) who appeared after Dong-Hae. Ye-Sung has such a deep voice... Ah! Dong-Hae's face was adorable. Kyu-Hyun looks so stylish with his new hair. Lee-Teuk's eyebrows and sharp cheekbones just killed me on the spot. But wait till you see his dimples. *fangirl screams again*

Sung-Min dyed his hair darker. I didn't really like it because I wished that they would have changed it into a different style than a close-to-a-Bowl-cut hairstyle. But Ryeo-wook's hair could've looked better if they gelled it up. Damn, he's gotta eat because he's super skinny! Eun-Hyuk's outfit melted me, especially with his pale complexion. I want Ye-Sung's black T-shirt and Eunhyuk's T-shirt plus jacket as well.

Hee-Chul looks a bit sleepy even though he was just leaning against the bike. Watch Dong-Hae from 3:34. Oh, gosh! He looks so sexy!

The song was okay. It was a much lovelier and softer love song comparing to the catchy beats of "Sorry, Sorry". But it lacked a sweet melody that could've rocked the song. And even after a few replays on the song, you sorta get tired of listening to it.

Conclusion is I wouldn't say the song is really fantastic but I've got to admit, it's just a really lovely sweet song that you want to hear whenever your mood is very calm and pleasant. For this song, I would give it a rating of... hmm... a 3 1/2 out of 5

Rating:
1 - Ugh... Enough said!
2 - I would say it's not that bad.
3 - It was fairly good and enjoyable!
4 - A great song that is worthwhile!
5 - One word: Fantastic!

P.S: Don't kill me if you think I gave a low rating! Sorry! Mianhe! I know I'm in love with SuJu but I didn't want to give it 5 out 5 because it might seem unfair to see that I'm a SuJu fan as well. I honestly tried to be considerable to choose the rating carefully despite knowing that I'm an E.L.F! It's not easy to choose, okay? I love SuJu!

SUJU HWAITING!!

Wooots~~

Oh. My. God.

The very three words after I have just watched the Trailer of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Despite knowing that the seventh book-turn-to-movie hasn't been released yet, I can't stop fidgeting to watch the Half-Blood Prince. The director, David Yates, is sure to be a man who has the mind of millions. I'm so amazed that he did a fantastic job that could never be turn into a description.

Hands down, David Yates has brought the imagination of Half-Blood Prince to life and there's no doubt about it that he will NOT fail us all when we enter the cinemas. The happy part is I'm going to watch it with my sister. In the cinema! Woohoo!! If you are thinking 'what about the seventh book?', surely David Yates will have to put on his best hat to create a much tougher, better and more amazing for The Deathly Hallows.



Long live Harry Potter and to J.K. Rowling, the creator of Harry Potter!

P.S: I suggest you go to Youtube to see the trailers. (Yes, there is more than one trailer) I've already seen two of them and I don't think my brain can sustain such awesome-ness. WOOHOO!

The Movie!!

I've been dying to see this movie since I saw the anime film. Did I mention how much I love that they chose Gianna Jun as Saya? Man, she's hot and kicking some ass! Woohoo! <3~~~



Man, I need some make-up to look older and get into the cinema to watch this film! AH! I wonder if I could look like an adult or a college kid with make-up on. Hmm.... Man, I also need contact lens. Damn it!

-The Anime-Freak Girl-
Yz

"The Missing Part" Part 1

Joanna snapped her head up when the soft sound of a bell ringed in her ears. The subway train slowed down and came into a halt. The doors slid open and busy people -- businessmen and women, clerks, engineers alike came flooding in the train, ready to end their hard day's work.

Joanna stepped inside the train, sliding into the nearest empty seat she could find before it was occupied, dully looking out the window. The night was polluted with the sounds of engines bursting and horns from the cars blared into the background. But when the doors closed, there was an eerie silence.

Everyone looked sleepy, tired, restless or busy. She could hear the sound of handphones beeping and voices whispering about business marketing and other certain businesses that she didn't bother listening. But suddenly, her phone started buzzing with a soft twinkling ringtone that she loved to hear whenever she needs to calm down. These were one of the moments where she had to calm down.

She flipped her phone open and placed it against her ear. "Hello?" She never thought that her voice could ever sound so dry.

"Hello, Joanna." A too familiar voice rang on the other line.

Out of nowhere, Joanna felt as if her heart had crushed and her eyes were beginning to soak. "Hi, Jason. How are you doing?"

"Pretty well. But I wished that they hadn't made the hospital like a complete dungeon. It doesn't have to be this dark." Jason replied with an unconcealed disappointment in his tone.

"Look, I'm going to see you. I've got some things to drop by." Joanna said, trying to sound eager. "Aww, you didn't have to, Joanna." Jason said. Joanna could feel as if he was smiling on the other line. "Bye." He whispered.

That was when Joanna's heart really crushed. The conversation between her and Dr. Anderson (Jason's doctor) flooded back in her memory. A sudden pang of hurt struck her heart. She felt as though she couldn't breathe anymore and it was too hard to bear. She could tears streamed down from her eyes.

"Bye." She whispered back.

She didn't want to recall what Dr. Anderson mentioned to her. But the conversation played back in her head like a radio.

"I'm sorry, Joanna. But his condition is just getting worse and worse. I'm afraid that he might not last long because of his vulnerable state." Dr. Anderson explained, pulling off his glasses with unconcealed concern in his face.

Joanna's face paled almost white as winter. "W-What are you t-trying to declare, doctor?" She stuttered, her words escaped her lips like snow; soft and too quiet to be heard.

Dr. Anderson sighed. Then, there was the long eerie silence. Joanna wanted to grab the doctor's coat, shout at him and demand what was he wanted to say. But her body came to a statue state, unable to move a muscle nor a finger. She couldn't believe this.

Dr. Anderson looked up at her, light shined on his glasses momentarily as he finally said it out. "He only has three months left."

Joanna suddenly started choking in tears, the sudden heavy feeling of sadness overwhelmed her. The world seemed to have disappeared around her despite feeling the small itching sense that eyes were boring into her. She felt too sad to be so concern about it. She hoped to be stronger but feeling how her sides were ready to split because of the aching feeling in her chest made her remember.

"Why do you have to be strong?" Joanna's mother, Hilary, said in a low tone as she started putting the dishes into the sink.

Joanna fought the urge to look at her mother, her eyes curled to their corners to see her mother picking up a curry-stained plate. Suddenly, a hand covered with bubbles and soap snaked around Hilary's wrist. It was Joanna's hand. "Mom, I..."

"At the end of the day, what does 'strong' gets you?" Hilary added with a hint of angst in her tone. Joanna embraced her mother with tears in her eyes.

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"Joanna!"

Joanna walked into the ward, the thick dreadful smell of medicine burned in her nostrils. But admist all of the heavy odour, she could see Jason's face glowing brightly with a large grin on his face. In an instant, she felt a contagious sort of happiness creeping up to her as a smile tugged on her pale dry lips. She moved to his side, looking down at his bony face.

"How are you feeling, Jason?" She asked, her voice was dry again.

"A little better after they let me eat just now." He answered, a warm smile that made it too hard for Joanna to bear the fact where her best friend was dying.

"What did you eat?" She pulled a seat nearby and sat near the edge of the bed.

"Just an apple, bread with butter, soup and pudding." He answered with a slightly sad face. But then, he grinned at her. "But you know me, I'm still hungry." It was obvious that he tried to lighten the mood. She grabbed his hand, feeling that he was cold.

"You're cold." She noted, looking at his white hand. "Well, yeah, they turned on the air-cond about 20 degrees. You know I can't stand with that kind of temperature."

Joanna looked at him. "Why didn't you tell the nurse?" She asked, a voice filled with concern.

"I didn't want to bother anyone. It's not like I'll freeze to death." He smiled. Death. The very utter word that Joanna hoped he had never said. She felt like killing herself for asking Dr. Anderson about his condition. How could she act normal around him after finding out he was nearing to his death?

"They should've let you eat more." She said, wrapping her thumb and index finger around his wrist. "You're loosing weight."

"Is it obvious?" He asked, looking at his skinny wrists. Joanna nodded. "Yeah, very obvious."

Suddenly, they started chuckling. Joanna didn't know how they could start a chuckling session but she prayed it wasn't their last. He squeezed her hand. "Did you see Dr. Anderson yesterday?"

Joanna's voice was lost in her throat. She wished that he hadn't asked her that. "Yeah, I did." She desperately wanted to seal her lips but she didn't want to show him the grief she was feeling. She had to start acting all over again.

"What did he saw? Am I getting better?" His eyes beamed with sparks of hope, a moment that was growing rarer every single day since he has been placed in the hospital. Joanna prayed and endlessly hoping that he hadn't been diagnosed with cancer.

"Yes." She lied. "He says you're getting better. You might be out of here soon. For good." What the hell am I doing?

Jason grinned loudly and held Joanna's hands. "That's wonderful! I can't believe I'm finally getting out of this hospital." He laid on his back, his eyes bored in the ceiling.

Joanna tried to smile. But she couldn't find the will to act anymore. "Jason, listen--"

"Hey, Joanna." Jason cut her mid-way, sitting up and looking at her. "How about if we go out tomorrow? It's my monthly hang-out day, remember?"

She nodded, remembering the monthly times where Jason could go out of the hospital. "Yeah, I remember." She held his hand tighter, a sad smile curled on her lips. "I'd like that."

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To be continued.

P.S: (To certain readers of my blog) Please don't tell me how much you fucking hate my writing style or my blog entries. If you hate me, don't bother following with my life or blog. Get it? If you're stubborn to not leave me alone, I sincerely hope that you realize that you're just being recklessly stupid.

Get a life. If you have one, live with it. Properly.

Gotta Be Somebody

After suffering two heartbreaks in a row (and possibly another one on the way), I've realized that someone has always been by my side and accepting me as who I am. This certain someone has always been here when I needed him - despite my shortcomings.

To me, it was quite odd at first because this person and I have not many similarities. To start things off, me (a very lazy lady) would occasionally rely on someone else to do the job for me. But for him, his curiosity would win the best of him and he would strive for it alone. Even though he has a tendency to piss me off at times, sometimes whenever he fools around and the next thing I'll be doing is... laugh.

Even though he yearns for a new adventure everyday, he also has a big lazy part to him. Whenever I come looking for him, he'd been chilling or close to sleeping. There were times that I wished he had been more sociable, but the cuteness from his sleeping face glows that it made it hard for me to be mad at him. But at times, we hardly talk much. When I see him, he'll be too busy exploring and I'll have to be his audience. These were one of the occasions that I wished I had a gun to shoot him.

Despite him always being aloof, I have a lot of admirations for him. I have known this person for almost a year and five months. Yes, its quite long and yet there was never a day that I wouldn't be so eager to see him again. I never thought that this person would mean so much to me.

Hehe... I'm guessing I'm leaving you all into suspense, right? Okay, I'll reveal whose this 'someone' of mine. Watch . . . and see . . .

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Hey! You've just been punk'd!

-The Laughter Doesn't Stop-
Yz

P.S: LMAO!!

I hate the world

I hate the world,
where bitches and bastards,
live along side us.

I hate the world,
where there is so many things,
that are too sinful.

I hate the world,
where thinking 'ignorance is bliss',
but to hell, its not.

I hate the world,
where one creature suffers,
every single second.

I hate the world,
where thinking 'honesty is the best policy',
but people misused the phase.

I hate the world,
where there are too many people,
who you want to throw out.

I hate the world,
where most likely people are two-faced,
and slowly causing chaos.

I hate the world,
where people would forget themselves,
and laugh at one's sufferings.

I hate the world,
where people have to be such jerks,
that it makes me want to puke.

I hate the world,
thinking why the fuck,
do I have to deal with these people.

I hate the world,
thinking why the fuck,
do I have see this in a daily basis.

I hate the world,
stupidly wishing it would be better.
But it seemed to have been damned.

What is the point of being human when humanity had changed into something disgusting like monsters?

Sometimes I wonder, why do we have to stay strong?
But I guess what comes around goes around.
What a tragedy.