Protecting you

As different as you and I,
I know you by heart.
As wild as you are,
I fathom why you did so.

Three years apart,
I felt no younger than you.
Three years apart,
The bond will always be strong.

What is in your mind,
I could not read.
What is in your heart,
I could feel.

Sometimes anger took you to left,
Silently I stirred you back to right.

I told you so>>>It is never easy.

Past is past,
That is how we see it.
Past is yet a past,
That is how they see it.

Humans are heterogeneous,
It is the truth.
Humans are homogeneous,
It is believed by some.

Two issues might look similar,
Yet the core is different.
Two issues might collide,
Yet they should not be intertwined.

Numbfounded

Once I thought I will never be here;
For long I ponder,
This is the end?
I dare not believe yet I hope so.

I had prepared the worst;
Weeks of bothered soul,
Months of yearning,
Nothing I fear but myself.

Predictable or unpredictable live is,
Lost in the foreign land,
Perplexed by my own action,
I wish to seek the answer soon...

How I love them>>>

One often questions abareout one's lucks, live, and fate .
Kids question the existence of the Land of Chocolate and Milk.
Girls wonder when will they meet Mr. Right while Guys wonder when will they become Billionnairs?

Sitting crossed-legged in front of this screen, I wonder when will I ever get the IT info right?
Yeah, I do wonder where is my Mr. Right at times, think about my career(no joke man, one and a half year to go!), questions my own feelings and emotions and plan my future. However, at this moment, I really want to know what is my fate with computers??? The more I care for them, the more they fail me. I am a jakun at first, but I tried hard to understand this complicated-system-driven creature.

I give them Tender Loving Care but they give me none other but Tension!

Note: It's a random post caused by frustration and desperation to cure my dying laptop.

*sigh*

My Shoes...

My first weekday after the aimless weekends romantic.
Along with strong wind, the torrential rain downpoured the town.
Looking at the big drops landed on the tarred road, followed by the watermark, we mumbled to each other," Our shoes will be fine."

We ran through the rain, stepped into pools of stagnate water and here I am...writting this post with my drenched clothes and shoes! My clothes aren't exactly wet since the high powered Air-Cond in Media hub has 'hydrated' it.

It was my 2nd trip to Sg. Wang a.K.a Money River. However, this time is more fun as we're total nuts after a long stressful semester. We are in crazy mood, Lily thinks that running in the rain is fun. Yeah, quite true but it would be more fun if we weren't running across the congested KL road.

The must tell part is, Lily the shoes-eater didn't purchase any! *LOL*

Long before I go to Money River, I thought it would be a shopping paradise at the same time, pockets' burning location. I changed my mind after being there for the 2nd time, it is not as shopp-able as the rumours said it. The clothes are made for XS girls(especially the jeans), the Harajuku style has outnumbered the real fashion. Futhermore, the price can be a bit out of hand. You need to know the source of the clothes then you will know the average market price. If not, you will be happily bringing home a pretty dress which cost you RM80 and your tougue will go stiff when you see the exact dress you just bought for only RM40.

As a Penangnite, Sg. Wang and Pragin Mall are almost the same. The clothes are taken from the same source, they are differentiated by a 'stick-on' brand.

What to do?

After 2 and a half years, I had finally finished my Diploma! Great, what's left is one and a half years of degree. Before that, I shall enjoy my 2 months break...

I want to make use of the time to gain some work experience, earn some pocket money and just to feel like a useful person. Honestly, spending weeks at home without any motive other than the same routine: Doing house chores, Being potato couch, Being voracious, Dancing, Practicing piano and jogging, is not the best feeling of all.

Before that, I have to solve my routine for these following 3 weeks. I am so-o going to be the lazy worm. It's not what I wanted...Let's pray to ???, get me a studio fast!
Other than watching TVB series, and TV series, I have nothing better to do. Spending time outside often won't help much, eh, how many places to go? ehem, cheating cabs also a major problem. *sigh*

I think I will spend most of my time talking to Lily's sheep... hehe, crazy thoughts.

The Pretty clip

The highlight for last Sunday trip to the Curve was the purchase of delicate white flower hair clips.

It has been the thing that I want to purchase from the Curve's bazaar. TOgether with Lily, Jian Wyn and her brother, we 'attacked' the stall.

From far, the stall looked so pretty with streams of tiny flower and a great variety of flora-ish hair accessories; from hibiscus to orchid. The pure white petals of flower with daint yellow had caught my attention within seconds. Attempts in bargaining with the seller resulted the purchase of two hair clips. I was thinking, my hobbit looked alike sister would look terrific with it. *grin*

Things changed 360° when I happily showed my mom the beautiful clips on my hair. Mom was flummoxed by the sight of it. Then, she broke into laughters, " ayo...girl, it's Frangy Panny."

Needless to say, I was perplexed by that statement. huh? Frangy panny? What a peculiar name. I don't get it...explain please...

A minute later, the 2 beauiful flora clips were kept into a plastic bag for soon-to-be-modified purpose. Sigh... silly of me to blindly mistook it as Orchid! The reason is, dwelled in the society which embrace culture and beliefs, it is a omen to have the Frangy Panny worn on hair ; it represents death and sorrows.

*my gosh*

Message to lily: Please check your hair clips...is it Frangy Panny? LOL