Mid year kills and so i will

ANNOUNCEMENT:

i shall be absent for ...give or take one month. the mid year exams are round the corner. sigh... time flies....

with that i shall be having emotional turbulences and will not be capable to have a proper intellectual conversation. i might jump off a cliff (bungee la... im not self destructive). but thats not before you see my name on the newspaper as the student go bezerk.

PS i love you guys. and if theres anything just leave a message on msn.

xoxo- wish me luck

Happy Earth Day.

Breakfast at Tiffany's

well...i kinda like the song so i did some digging. turns out , this movie was the birth of all things chick-lit. its lovely, very demure and simple. lets not forget that she is pretty as well, in a ...retro, kind of way.and that cat, its just so so so adorable, even when wet. snuggly and poofy





i couldnt find a newer, more refined version of this song online, so heres the original sang by the queen herself.its on the right of this page, the song is called moon river. lovely aint it??

you might have realised that she is a rather iconic inspiration for pop art lately, trust me.

lots of loves

by any other name, would smell as sweet

i feel really random today, i suppose lousy post is better than no post huh??

the following are copied from other sources and may need parental guidance.
some may be sexist others plain stupid.

lets begin with the sexist one:

Woman's Quote of the Day:
"Men are like fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something with which you'd like to have dinner with"

Men's Counter-Quote of the Day:
"Women are like fine wine. They all start out fresh, fruity and intoxicating to the mind and then turn full-bodied with age until they go all sour and vinegary and give you a headache.

heres for the ladies:

One day God came to Adam to pass on some news. "I've got some good news and some bad news", God said. Adam looked at God and said, "Well, give me the good news first." Smiling, God explained, "I've got two new organs for you. One is called a brain. It will allow you to be very intelligent, create new things, and have intelligent conversations with Eve. The other organ I have for you is called a penis. It will allow you to reproduce your now intelligent life form and populate this planet. Eve will be very happy that you now have this organ to give her children." Adam, very excited, exclaimed, "These are great gifts you have given to me. What could possibly be bad news after such great tidings?" God looked upon Adam and said with great sorrow, "The bad news is that when I created you, I only gave you enough blood to operate one of these organs at a time."

heres what "clever" people have to say:

Question: If you could live forever, would you and why? Answer: I would not live forever, because we should not live forever, because if we were supposed to live forever, then we would live forever, but we cannot live forever, which is why I would not live forever. Miss Alabama in the 1994 Miss Universe contest


China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese. Former French President Charles de Gaulle

The Internet is a great way to get on the Net. Republican presidential candidate Bob Dole

Traditionally, most of Australia's imports come from overseas. Former Australian cabinet minister Keppel Enderbery

Researchers have discovered that chocolate produces some of the same reactions in the brain as marijuana.... The researchers also discovered other similarities between the two, but can't remember what they are. Matt Lauer on NBC's Today show, August 22

It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities in our air and water that are doing it. Former U.S. VicePresident Dan Quayle

Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life. Brooke Shields, during an interview to become spokesperson for a federal antismoking campaign

first prize winner:


Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff. Mariah Carey, pop singer

have fun reading

poof**

behold, the owl! hoot...

part two

the birds begin to awaken, marking the coming end of night. blades of the tall grasses wave politely, whistling a low tune of goodbye whilst doing so. the night so calming. re-energises and invigorates the senses again. so beautiful as she is dark and mysterious. for some preposterous reason this charm of the darkness is feared and deemed evil. this i cannot fathom. this i dont understand.

......

i close my eyes in the midst of the sounds of light fluttering moths trying to imagine dawn. what is usually thought of as the new beginning. perhaps it is. although it might be not,maybe instead a reminder of the passing of yesterday , left forever and never to return again, except in the bleak memories for those whom that little part of everyone elses life had been significant,placed atop other previous memories soon to be buried just as deep.

i tried to imagine
tried to picture the rising sun above all creations.
but i couldnt.

.....

as i sit up to view the valley one last time before day breaks in,i see light puffs of translucent smoke rise to the sky from little houses, some lit by single golden bulbs some by tubes of blinding white light. both created by Man, both created for Man.

a sigh escapes from me and the tiresome toads seemed to do just the same but in a louder manner just enough to startle me from my mind for a moment.

behind the kind owl hoots again. to tell me he is still in my company. i couldnt help but feel the need to show him some gratitude. i got up and started to trudge along the green bluegrass with its little violet flowers popping beneath the scarce light. the earth is cold under my bare feet, glad to be blessed with the sensation of stepping on the soft ground, feeling every step with the sound of crunching greens and brittle twigs, as if welcoming me to the embrace of the loving forest, home of many, origin of more.

.......

i walk slowly. salvaging every breath of awe while walking through passages of tall arched trees carved carefully by the artist with intense details to create a most beautiful sight decorated by falling leaves and sparkling drops of pure water lighted by the moon, whose presence is with the grace of fleeting time.

night flowers grow in huddled bunches every here and there exuding raw scents that tinge and hang in the invisible air , making the night venture even more unbelievably magical than it already is. the eye captures the rapturous dance of life and the inner beauty of the Life-giver in a way that no one has ever seen. the glory of nature lies in the eye of the beholder, because there is simply no other way to preserve the evanescent spirit in harmonious motion.
graceful, demure and fair.

.......

the owl hoots again...........

im tagged

Instructions : Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged

1. do you prefer nineteen or twenty?
neither

2. If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?
nothing other than the things i have already said, i wouldnt want to send them into frenzy thinking im contemplating suicide(which i did. once)

3. What do you fear most in life?
living and dying in the same place. life is too short to not see the world.

4. When you pangsai, which position you prefer? Sit or squad? And Why?
quote aisha: What kind of question is that?!!

5. Where is the place that you want to go the most?
New York where i hope to work and live in someday, angkor before it lies in ruins, france (someday), bora-bora or maldives where i would just stay in the water the days(or night if its possible).

6. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
im twenty and successful with whatever im doing with money so much i afford to pave the floors with gold (hey the question said one dream)

7. Do you believe you can survive without money?
totally no money, no. little money, yes. but wouldnt it be easier to go through days with more to spare??

8. What are you afraid to lose the most?
life

9. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
keep it and pretend i didnt win no money and then surprise other random people who needs it by slipping money under their doors anonymously.

10. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
yea, i would probably just do it. under the moonlit beach with the sound of lapping waves, over breakfast with cool highland air or whilst lying on a lavender field. yes i would, but again its until im capable of keeping her with a good life. till then i would just keep on with being the secret quiet admirer.

11. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
aisha: sincere, thoughtful, generally really nice person.

12. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
i'll know when i meet her.

13. Are you ready for marriage? Why not or why yes?
WHO created these questions??!!

14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?
she smokes, snarl at little kiddies, kicks cute doggies, thinks flowers are a source of allergy, hates nature, spends money like nitrogen in air,overly/obsessesively dependant .

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
i sort of answered this in question 3.

16. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?
whats not to love?.

17. Are you a shopaholic or not?
depends, i have the bling ??.

18. 10 years down the road, who will you become?
me.

19. What is/are ur trademark(s)?
im hoping i have none.

20. What do you really want to do right now?
kill the person who'd stolen my calculator right before add math test causing me to not be able to finish the pea of a paper and me trembling and shaking so much that i wasnt able to hold a stapler properly and still shaking during history paper. that person better not let me find him/her. he/she might lose his inerts there and then .

I tag:
mei yen
nikki
ginga
whoever needs tagging

part one

i feel the caressing winds slide through my hair as it glides over my skin,taking away the heaviness and leaving, in its place, a comforting emptiness. The forementioned wind is relentless. She goes on and on.never stops, never will. even as it rustle through the leaves granted by the early seasons and over oceans of ancient waters.

I lie on my back over the hill of miniature proportions elevated on fields so low it stands awkward like a white elephant, a freak of nature but no less beautiful. the night sky hangs low over the lands as if mourning for a lover not returned. the velvet black cries. Honest tears of pure light, scattered, like the souls of fighters lost on the battlefield... sparkling,like the hopes of minds innocent and unstained. why such sadness? for should you not be she who lightens the dark and darken the light?

....

the seasoned owl hoots softly in the mists shrouding veils on dissapointments left aside by no one who cares. i touch the grasses between my fingers, cool and damp. sweet and green, even without looking, i know...... for she is the one to trust when all else fails. never saying much she quietly pains under me trying hard to go on.nevertheless i know, because she is too a big a part of my existence, of ours. shes hope and we are hers.

the air is silent, loud with the quiet budding of the frail flower buds vying for the rays of the last of the wintersuns in the moments to come . i listen..... i never had. its deafening. the way the bees hum restlessly in their hives, waiting for the sign to resume the battle for survival. why has'nt anyone else heard them? creeping vines and twining shoots curl in agony to reach for the heavens. the things they do, as subtle as it is, meant more than all that we ever have done. why does no one listen to them? why not?

........

she keeps everything prim and proper. never fails to bring the miracles of the days we havetaken for granted. despite it all......... all the appreciations we never gave, her existence we have come to forget, she stays her roots. like in everything else, she comes and goes in the things we see and the things look. its us who tend to oversee. she is there, alone,waiting for our return.... but until then, we overlook.



(to be continued)
ps: i wrote the first half of this during the last fives minutes of english test for no apparent reason.i guess boredom has many ways of expressing itself.

bedlam where?

i just read mei yens blog....scary how much she posts. she actually takes the time to write and
re-conjure thoughts and things that happened to her since her last post. scary....

i need a smack in the head. sorry, but like i mentioned in my first post , im not the type to write it all down. especially not for all to read. well... unless im depressed, which is happening in an alarming frequency lately. lol.

so in case my will and attempt to post more often in the future burns out, heres wishing AISHA a big great birthday!! its this wednesday people (9th april). LA la LA la LA la

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