silly

Saturday, August 6, 2005

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this is a story about a silly boy who ran away from home.
he stomped out from his house with just his wallet and a handphone.
not knowing where to go, he wandered along the dark streets on his own.

engulfed by loneliness and frustration, he miss called his friends to see if anyone was still awake.
when he was starting to feel despair, thank god a friend replied quick.
they chatted on the phone while the boy walked along the streets.
he poured out his heart to his friend, saying that he has decided not to go home.
he felt the urge to be independant, to not rely on his parents no more.
the friend saw no point in this, as the boy's thinking was clouded by emotions.
and so they talked and talked and talked, about their lives, dreams and frustration.

suddenly, the boy realized that it was wrong to have run away from home.
it was past 2 a.m, and the boy walked quickly with his friend with him on the phone.
the streets were dark and they both sensed the dangers lurking around the corners.
the boy quickened his pace, but suddenly realized he was being trailed.
he cursed as he still had another 100 meter or so to reach safety zone.
he acted fast and sprinted towards his friend's house nearby.
without hesitation he hid his phone behind the fence out of sight but there was not enough time to do the same with his wallet.

it was then, the 2 malay stalkers on bike emerged from the dark.
they demanded that the boy walked over to their side of the street.
the boy knew he was in danger and refused to comply.
1 of the malays came down from the bike, eyeing the boy's pockets with a helmet in hand,
the boy was alert and was in a pose ready to defend himself if he was attacked.
he pointed to his friend's house and claimed that it was his, while calling out to his friend.
the robbers started to back away thinking that he was calling for his family members.
they hopped on the bike and sped down the quiet street, constantly looking back at the boy.
seeing this, the boy grabbed his handphone and started the longest 100m sprint back home.
sweat trickled down his face as he realized that never had he felt such a huge desire to be at home.
at the sight of his house gate, he knew that he has reached his finishing line.
never in his whole life has he felt so relieved to be behind the gates of his house.
they used to be bars locking him into a jail; but now they served as a high wall providing him refuge.

the boy still dreams of being independant, but he'll think twice before he takes any harsh actions.


in case you're wondering, it's a true story.
i'm sharing this story with my friends so that we would be cautious and never try to venture out in the dark alone. warn your loved ones as well.
if the boy wasn't clever and alert enough, he might not have been able to cross the finishing line.
his friend would've been calling the ambulance instead of calling him.

so for now, lesson learnt.

those little things

Sunday, June 5, 2005

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i feel happy when i see that i've parked my car right next to a friend's.

i feel happy when my ex-coursemates wave and smile at me as i enter the campus.

i feel happy when i receive a call from a friend who's far away in another country.

i feel happy when i see that there are comments to my blog entries - long or short.

i feel happy when i receive good morning/night messages from friends.

i feel happy when i open my eyes in the morning and the 1st thing i see is my lil pup sitting on me and wagging her tail waiting for me to play with her.

i feel happy when i enter the class my coursemates beam and say "morning" to me.

i feel happy when my dad packs home kfc when he comes home early from work.

i feel happy when a friend sends me a message with bears and flowers and say "just cause it's monday ;)"

i feel happy when i open my blog to see i'm not the 1st to visit it.

i feel happy when i see kids laughing out loud.

i feel happy when the radio station plays maroon 5's "sunday morning" when i'm driving in the morning.

i feel happy when i see wedding couples.

i feel happy when i see people who visit my blog actually tagged me to tell me they were here.

i feel happy whenever thursday is near.

i feel happy when i visit cable car just to have my favourite tom yam soup.

i feel happy when i come home from school, my pup will always be the 1st to greet me at the door even though she hasn't got the keys.

the list goes on and on.....

big things come in small packages.

it's all this small lil things that brightens up my day, refreshes my mind and makes me all energetic again.

many muacksss and huggiez to those of you out there (you know who you are) because of all the little things you do that makes my life simple yet complete. :)

fur kids

Friday, June 3, 2005

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Dear Dogs and Cats (Author Unknown),

When I say to move, it means go someplace else, not switch positions with
each other so there are still two of you in the way.

The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other
dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in
the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your
food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack.
Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help,
because I fall faster than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king size bed. I am very sorry about
this. Do not think I will continue to sleep on the couch to ensure your
comfort. Look at videos of dogs and cats sleeping, they can actually curl
up in a ball. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other
stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking
tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize
space used is nothing but sarcasm.

My compact discs are not miniature Frisbees.

For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some
miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not
necessary to claw, whine, try to turn the knob, or get your paw under the
edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I
entered. In addition, I have been using bathrooms for years, canine
attendance is not mandatory.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dogs' butt. I cannot
stress this enough. It would be such a simple change for you.

To pacify you I have posted the following message on our front door...
Rules for Non-Pet Owners Who Visit and Like to Complain About Our Pets:

1.They live here. You don't.

2.If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture.

3.I like my pet a lot better than I like most people.

4.To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is
short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

5.Dogs and cats are better than kids. They eat less, don't ask for money
all the time, are easier to train, usually come when called, never drive
your car, don't hang out with drug-using friends, don't smoke or drink,
don't worry about buying the latest fashions, don't wear your clothes,
don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and if they get pregnant, you
can sell the results.




i looooove the last part about the rules thingy. so so so true.
so those who might visit my house in the future, please read the rules stated above before you even lay a foot in my house.
if you dare complain about my darling pooch you'll get kicked out of the place and i'll send my baby after you. *evil grin*

do not underestimate her,
the word "stop" or "surrender" does not exist in her dictionary.

nails in the fence

Wednesday, June 1, 2005

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i am feiknrag dersesped now.

tadoy, yruos turly hree had been aatctekd and melotsed.
i sraecmed for hlep and sglgtured wtih all my mgiht.
my feirnd was sooo fhitgnered she feld.
no hlep cmae.
i was lfet aonle.

if you can' decipher all the gibberish above, please don't bother to ask cause i won't bother to re-type or explain the whole thing to you.

and if you culod raed it, dno't bhtoer to ask me waht hpeapned, i'm not in the mood to tlel. wlil nveer be.

anyway,
for those who can't see the long term effect of verbal abuse,
here's a story to help you understand my previous post about being polite and considerate.


There once was a little girl who had a bad temper.
Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.
She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all.
She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper.
The days passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone.
The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence.
She said, "You have done well, my daughter, but look at the holes in the fence.
The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one."

You can put a knife in a person and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there.

A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.



now darlings, do you see my point?

shoot the other person down

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

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it's amazing how simple words can be used to attack a person.

when i was in high school, there was once my friend approached me with a sly smile and told me:

"you're pretty"

i was shocked by his sudden statement.

when i wanted to reply him, he then added:

"ugly."

string the words together: you're pretty, ugly.

imagine how i felt then.

it was meant to be a joke but try to imagine all the mixed feelings i felt once i heard his statement - humiliation, shame, sadness.
if it wasn't a joke my self-esteem would have plunged straight down to the pit.
after that, the boys repeated this trick on every girl they met just to see the reactions of the girls...
sickos.

these kind of situations are not rare.

another example would be like:

"you have beautiful blue eyes, but are they fake?"

so tell me, is the person being praised or do you sense sarcasm?

these are what we call put-down statements; specially designed to attack your poor little heart.

in class, i learned that such statements usually come from parents.
surprised?

examples:

I don't understand why you do these things.

How could someone with your brains and background do such a thing?

You should know how i'm suffering.

You never tell me what you're thinking.

Oh good, you did your homework today. Why didn't you do your homework last week?

don't all these sound so familiar??
i bet it does.

my personal favourite from my mom:

"You can ask me any word you don't understand from your english exercises."

when i tried to ask her, she YELLED at me:

"Why do you have to ask me? EAT the DICTIONARY!"

how helpful of her.
apparently i was disturbing her while she was watching wah lai toi.

so back in my class, my lecturer made us brainstorm ways to alter the statements.
it's simple, all you have to do is to be polite and not directly blame the kid for the mess.
instead, try telling the kid how you felt because of what he/she did. use the "i statement"

examples:

I think what you did was for a good reason, but i don't understand why. So could you try explaining it to me?

I felt worried when you took the car last night without informing me.

I would love it if you would share your thoughts,

I feel confused about the situation, could you help me understand?

I'm happy you finished your homework today. Keep up the good work.

see, easy-peasy right?
if parents would only try to be polite and understanding, their children will surely listen and trust in them.

well, sad to say but this also applies to all of us as well.
if you've said such things to people close to you before, try to change.
it won't kill to be polite, will it?

source of delight

Sunday, May 1, 2005

4:12 AM | 0 Comments

i had just suffered from another extreme laughing disorder two days ago, hehehe.
this time all credits shall be given to khang, whose lame jokes i could never resist.

on friday night, we had a yum cha session to celebrate jia yee's bday.
khang offered to fetch so i lazed around on my bed until i suddenly got a miss call from him. i thought he was low on credit so i called back.

me:"apa sal?"

khang:"eh? you not going meh?"

me:"GOING! ..................why?"

khang:"I'm infront of your house now la!!"

me:"shoot!"

quickly, i sprang up and stuffed my purse and tissues into a hand bag, grabbed my handphone, combed my hair, packed up some mags that were scattered on my bed, and finally 1 last look in the mirror, turned off the lights and ran down the stairs. (khang dear, tat's why i took so long la hehe)

when i was finally in the car,
khang was like:"what took you so long to walk down the stairs?"

and i replied:"had to look for shoes ma." (eh, this is true. i just fast forwarded the whole story hehe)

after that khang kept going on about me knowing him for so long but still didn't understand what his miss calls meant and bla and bla and bla. we were heading to wurn's place and khang signalled left after turning into the next street and kept going.
i thought that it was still early to have signalled cause the junction we were looking for was at the end of the road, but no harm done so i kept on talking with khang until suddenly, he swerved into the WRONG junction.

me:"eh, you notice we turned in the wrong junction ah?"

khang:"yes." *grinning*

me:"you know?"

khang:"ya"

me:"then why did you turn?"

khang:"cause before that i don't know." *smiles innocently*

-_-"

me:"then why didn't you ask me?"

khang:"cause you didn't say anything ma"

*pause*

me:"ya hor."

both make eye contact.

both:"wakakakkakakakakaka!"

yes, we sound like lunatics.
wurn laughed so hard when we told her about it.

when we reached jia yee's(curry) place, like me, she turned off her room lights first but took quite a long time before she appeared outside of the house.
and so khang came up with all these theories about curry turning off the lights cause she couldn't find her handphone and had to use the dark to search for the shining and ringing source and when she found her phone it was too dark for her to see so she had to grope around for her keys, and when she found her keys she had to search for her purse in the dark.

it's damn crappy and you should really hear the original version from khang.
you'll feel like wacking him with a frying pan keke.
it's so lame but yet so funny.

we decided to have our gathering in ss2's SOD.
there, khang started to go bizzare again and this time the menu was his target.
he divided the names of the foods into 3 words a slot and read each word loudly and slowly each time.
so my poor SOD special mango pudding became like this:
seK hOu deK~! dAk zhAi mOng~!!! goU bO DinG~~!!
*louder pronounciation for capital letters. :p

there are many versions i tell you.
it sounded like a strangled cat trying to speak english in a very high pitched voice.
this really cracked us up and heads turned around to stare at us.

oh ya, for the peeps that might be having their meals at SOD.
here are some interesting facts about their adjoining seats:

- there's a gap around the butt area that allows you to see the sexy butt of the person sitting behind you.

- you can actually reach to the other side and grab the other person's butt.

- if the person behind you has a habit of shaking his legs, you'll be having your meal during an earthquake.

- if you banged your head on the sit, the person behind you would be banged on the other side.

- if the butt behinds you wriggles, you'll hear some farting sound. in most cases, FEEL the fart as well.

- if he really farts, ditch your food and run for your life.

well, bon appetit!

i'm feeling sad

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

4:12 AM | 0 Comments

why?
perhaps it's because of the conversation i had with my bro's friends.

what i'm about to say is a very sensitive issue and these are my personal views and i'm not gonna alter it for any1 so pls bloody scramble away from my blog if you don't like what you see.

my bro's friends started chatting with me and like always their topics would suddenly turn to the bible and christianity.
i'm not against any religion, i visit churches and read the bible.
but their approach really got on my nerves like many of them who also did out there.

to me, the relationship between god and a person is a very sacred thing.
although i'll be frank and tell you that i'm still doubting if the "god" they mentioned really exists.
what i believe is that there is a higher and more sophisticated being out there.
perhaps that would be what we humans refer to as "god".
after patching some views from here and there, my idea of god would be a very soft, understandable, forgiving, warm and loving figure.
that's what i think of god.
and i believe that my relationship with god is a very personal thing so you bastards out there stop trying to persuade and sell your image of god to me for god's sake.
i shall choose what i believe in and trust me,
if your god just cares about his existence and banishes people to hell because of that,
you're perhaps talking about satan.

do you guys have any idea how much you guys irritate non-christians with all your talks about going to hell if we do not believe in your so called god?
are you sure that's how god intended your approach to be?
what happened to all the values that god wanted us to have?
what happened to forgivesness, acceptance and patience?
is that not what you all are suppose to promote?
instead of threatening every1 that they would go to hell if they did not believe in god.

be ashamed, as people who join christianity because of all this threatening will never truly believe in the god you want them to recognize.
they are merely christians because they're afraid to go to hell.
they only acknowledge god when they're afraid, when they need forgiveness, when they hope for a miracle.
do they ever practice the values that was taught to them? do they really believe and thank god when everything is sailing smooth?
hell no.
is this what your religion is about?

if you really love your god, please stop destroying his image and have faith in him.
if god is almighty, he'll find a way into our hearts.
you don't have to act as if you know everything and you studied the bible for years so you have the right to talk on his behalf and change the ways of his teachings.
you guys are just like the priests from ancient times that uses god's words to manipulate the public.

be very ashamed,
as you all have degraded god into a product,
and degraded yourselves into a direct salesman.

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