Dawn

Prologue.

It’s all about being under appreciated in times of numbness. Not that I blame them, they are the best at what they are doing, and that scold was all worth it. Yet for whom, now that’s the question, isn’t it?

Humans. So many bazillions of them running in a race everyday. Those blardy errors in parts of your life might not even be given a damn by others, yet I am collecting into pieces and continue to thrust anger among myself. Have I not been finding myself and giving it all with an extra punch? Or am i just a covered shadow yet no ones telling me? Yesterday’s disappointment in me only crunched deeper by bits.

And I hoped we all did learn a lesson from that pair of cold stare.

Somehow I think that he had given up. Waiting for miracles, that category of given up.

A sense of awkwardness.

Why cant you people just lay some thoughts on your damn life laaaah?!

-Victims.Written at the verge of bursting.

On a happier notes.

I finally watched films that would worth a big 10 notes at anytime, and let my sadness loose in tears.

Definitely Maybe

Sincere, Sweet and a compromising matured act of Abigail. It’s all about how you preserve fairytale genre into the reality facts. A film with intelligence, humor and heart, I would rate this equally best as my all times favorite-The Holiday.

Oh and Me and Ev have this huge crave over Isla Fisher. Her character was sweet sincere with a lil bit of Jennifer Aniston shadow inside of her.

No Country For Old Men

Oscar award nomination film. Remotely deep beginning which audience would find hard to digest at first, yet eccentric in a good way. The storyline gets a little obviously better as the film runs. A brilliant masterpiece staring with that kick ass air gun which we labeled it as Oxygen Tank, that makes him impossible to be killed.

Kite Runner

From the director of Finding Neverland and Monster Ball, what more could you expect?

Coloring Books

War doesn’t create democracy. A film underlining Hassan’s agility, nobility, and loyalty. Amir’s childish efforts to rid himself of the sign of his guilt—Hassan—include his suggestion that Baba turn out his servants and a harrowing scene where he throws pomegranates at Hassan. As the fruits splat blood-red on Hassan’s chest, Amir essentially begs him to fight back, to punish Amir for his moral and emotional failures. Hassan, ever decent, will not, and so Amir is left to punish himself. Truly gripped my heart. Mind you I was crying from the beginning till the very last bit of the film, and Li Wen choose to call at that particular time oh my. Haha.

This might be screenplay written for a lifetime movie. I am reading the book again.

For hope,

To Amir Agha, with my deepest respect,

I dream that god will guide us to a better day.

I dream of my son would grow up to be a good person, a free person.

I dream of flowers would bloom in the streets of Kabul again and music would play in some of our houses. And kites will fly in the skies.

And I dream that one day you would return to Kabul to revisit the land of our childhood.

If you do, you will find an old faithful friend waiting for you.

May god be with you always.

Hassan.

Inspired. So much.

p/s WordPress would be my new territory from today onwards. Many loath on abandoning LiveJournal, the pretty one. Yet it is really hard to maintain a journal when its restricted to everything. Dropped by for a hi. And tell me what you thing. I manage to transfer all my previous post, however, not the comments. AND THAT’S REALLY RANGING MY ANGER. I really treasured those comments okay. Sigh. So here now, many welcomes.

Feeling: Busy

Soundtrack: Ingrid Michaelson- The Way I Am

Sixth Of June

Hello world.

 

Sorry to abandon this journal. Sorry for not updating. I am even sorrier for not smiling at strangers anymore now days. Believe you me,

 

This moment and my current leaps are mine now.

Its either I take this huge leap with a soar of faith or lose it.

 

So I am really juicing out every single efforts inside of me. Probably abit more than Every Single, with a bit of hope in me everyday. Hope for a leeway to gain as much experience of a lifetime, to have a laugh, to see beyond the ordinary and most importantly, to live.

 

But that means a big sacrificing on my normal living life, my sleeping hours and my daydreaming period. It is almost impossible to sleep nowadays. Now that we are due to 3 final project in a week, yes,  A WEEK; I REALLY DON’T KNOW HOW AM I GONNA GET THROUGH THIS, honestly.

 

Every night I would waste approximately, uh, okay lets just put in approximately a long long time to rant pointlessly at a victim.

 

 

 

Me: HOMG *insert name here* I KNOT HABIS MY CD(color diary)! MY POP UP COLORING NOT DONE! MY GWEN’S BRA IS FREAKING HELL! I am STRESSSSSSSSS GILA.

 

Ev: Good Luck Fella, come I sing song for you (type lyrics..)

 

LZK: Haiyoh can one lah dun so stress go sleep color fast I also stress.

 

Tiny: Be positive, eat ice cream (smtg like that)

 

Like that, this 3 my most kacau-ed victims.

 

 Thing is, I don’t really bothered on what advice they sincerely gave, I hope.

I just need some one to take on my endless rants and crap, just so that I don’t have to talk to the wall and stuck my under toe into my nose : /

 

You take this as bimbo pointless gibberish. I don’t care man. This is call my method of distressing, and cause my fridge is out of ice cream.

And Proof on my classmates PM:

 

Zhi Eng: Final Projects+ Presentation+ Exams

Kane: The Busy Academy | Mai Dang Lau De Yue Ding -Haha they all complete assignment in McDonald everyday until they are part of the one big family with workers there edi haha.

Fann: Who can help me finish all my assignments?

Tiny: Okay basically theres nothing there right now but I can guarantee you it is a RAWRRRR last night heh.

Raymond: Shit! My MYVI mirror CRACK. –okay whatever man, this must be cause by the amount of stress.

Angie: Die Oredi | Strength = 0%

Kenny: I miss you –EHM this one too stress until like that edi SEE?!

Yee Hong: Birthday over back to Hell.

Kah Hoe: Lecturers, I beg you, no more assignments pls!

Florence: I wanna burn TOA!! So that I can pass up my assignments later D: -haha she funny lah.

LZK: Next Week is Hell Week.

Seany: What if… -okay whatever I just assume this is he predicting days of not completing the assignment HOMG.

So class story next time round, I promise a good LONG story for you to read whole night long.My class is awesome :0). Kinof reminds me of FICM. Right now I just wanna update a few matters and then be gone with my projects. Just in case I die half way doing, please do help me complete it as well sigh.

 

 

 

 

So then, todays highlight- Tah Eve Lynn.

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

 

Okay, so Emily went and fetch me home frm TOA as usual, Normal routine. And we spent another good old half and hours to decide WHAT to eat, as usual. Then Emily the queen bee aka driver made an announcement, that we all have to GIVE CHANCE to those hidden area like USJ 9 restaurant, and not to eat continuously in Pyramid atau Taipan. And after she finished, she gave a big nod to herself in the mirror like some senator and start to drive there.

 

And we randomly picked one Spanish restaurant.

 

Why? No reason.

 

Right so cut the crap of us eating like a buffalo with that 70 era Mexican songs playing behind. Gosh how the hell people digest the food with that song lah my god, summore we have Ev there, she learnt to sing that song in like 15 minutes, and you can see her ass and body slightly moving, means she having the karaoke session fever edi.

 

AND THEN, haha,

                                                                                                                                                           

Out of the simplicity things going around, Tah Eve Lynn have a hand body sudden vibrate moment and stretch out her hand, and that’s it.

 

The mango lime drink in the glass shoot straight up to David (Em’s bro) like rocket and his face turned into those expression you see on blockbuster movie when they avoiding a gunshot, and freezes there, shockingly stunned.

 

HAHAHAHAHA, And what did both me and Emily did? Laugh till roll floors lah my good..

 

Ev busy with her Pai Se-ing.

 

Those hahaha wasn’t merly just for fun, it was also because Ev manage to pour the drink and BREAK THE GLASS. Now that’s the fun part haha. Well eh she kinof beautify the glass lah my god but too bad she still have to pay up for the damage. I nearly puff out my mouthful of mango drink when the manager brought the bill for a broken glass.

 

With SERVICE TAX. ROFL.

 

Exactly what service provided we have no idea, maybe the picking up broken glass session and ask Ev, Miss are you hokay?

 

Exactly RM 4.03. Homg funny.

 

Blame the moment the waiter brought out our after meal fruits lah. One pathetic plate with 5 tiny slice of honeydews with 3 forks around. Nothing else. Just the white background and the 5 fruits. And then Ev break the glass cause her laughter vibration are like super terror one.

 

 

 

Okay I’ll see you guys in like 2 weeks time, pray that I’ll be alive till then.

Class story and Joanne’s tag then.

Bear with my schedule Amir and Fleur :( I will make it to TCPJ. Someday Siigh.

 

Hugs.

 

 

 

 

 

Virtuous sensibility
Escape velocity
Nothing can compare

 

Soundtrack: Finley Quaye & William Orbit- Dice

Feeling: Numb