Please don't be mistaken.

This is a blog where I spout lousy poetry and speak in Morse Codes. And I don't update this blog often. If you're not interested in my ramblings please, please I say, close it.

But everyone is welcome to it.


P/s: The thick thick wall of a writer's block has disintegrated.
So I'm back! Woohoo~


Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Reality


If this was a dream,

I might have cried;

But this isn't one,

so I'll have to smile.

Cause this is reality.



Harsh cruel reality.

I have to be strong.

I have to go on.


I'm invisible

You can't see me,

smell me,

feel me,

look at me,

You turn your head,

you see the air shimmer,

A sign I'm there.



I'm invisible,

you turn and stare into my eyes,

You think nothing is there,

but I'm always there.





Cause I'm invisible.





XD



Air








I can't breathe.




Cause there's no air.





Sunday, October 3, 2010

I wrote a song.


As you can see we are the best friends

There is nothing in between of us

We share secrets no one else knows


(Chorus)
Friendship forever

What does it really mean

To be together all the time

And don't understand?


(Chorus)
Friendship forever

How strong our bond will last?

It's just a mystery for us

I hope we're still friends.



We laugh, we play, we gossip and joke.

We cry, we weep, we share our stories.

And that's what friends are for.



(Chorus) x infinity




I've got the lyrics and the melody and half the chords for it.
But I'm damn lazy to write it down.
Ugh.


Here's something I found from the internet.




Friend -- Most of the people that Facebook calls "friends" I call Acquaintances.
Actual Friend -- Someone whom I've had a meal with, or has visited my home.
Real Friend -- Someone who would drive me to the airport at 6 am.
True Friend -- Someone who would get me out of jail.











In a quiet room.

Suddenly I hear a sharp piercing sound.

Then I hear glass shattering.

I hear the pieces smashing onto the hard cold floor.

I turn around and check.

Everything is in place.

Nothing is shattered.



Perhaps it was just my imagination.



Suddenly I feel a sharp pain coursing through my veins.

The unimaginable feeling.

as if my heart is being ripped apart.

as if a bullet has made its way straight through my heart.

I check.

There's no wound nor is there crimson blood.






This time I know,

it's not my imagination.




What I just experienced

was my heart being broken.











Suddenly inspired by something.



Friday, October 1, 2010

Freak Show


Laughter.

Shouts.

Jeering.

Teasing.

Crying.

I hear them all.



Sorrow.

Pity.

Disgust.

Glee.

Greed.

I feel them all.



I'm caged in.

I'm tied up.

I'm beaten.

I'm gagged.




Unable to move.

Unable to talk.

Unable to see.




Cause I'm a freak show.

Traveling with a circus.

That's what I do.









Cause I'm just a freak show.





P/s: Yup that's me in the photo.
That's chocolate you see on my lips not poison ^^










I just want you to smile for me.


Yes?



:)








XD
The author is going crazy.














Somebody tell me what this is all about?













Don't mind me I'm just being silly after watching Letters to Juliet.
❤ it so much!!!





Can you hear my heart breaking?

She asked with a bitter smile.

Can you feel my pain?

She asked again.

Can you see my tears swelling in my eyes?

She choked.







No he couldn't.


Cause he only had eyes for only one,




and it wasn't her.









Hehe :)


Thursday, August 12, 2010

Form 6. Pre-U.

Form 6. Pre-U.

I’ve often doubted my decision. To tell the truth, like many other students before me, I really doubted my decision to study Form 6. After SPM, most of my friends were packing their bags and heading off to college but only a handful of them choose to take the road not taken. (It’s just an expression, ok?) And I was one of them.

Frankly, I had no idea what to choose. I didn’t have a mind set on what to study. I’m weak in Math, Physics and Chemistry and that just minuses my chances in taking the Science stream. But I love English and Arts, which unfortunately I’ve been told so many times that I won’t earn much if I venture in them. And to make this worse, money is the biggest obstacle. If you lack money, college is definitely a no no. So, I had no choice, the road ahead was foggy, bumpy and with as many obstacles as you can possibly imagine. So I decided, or rather my mum decided being a Pre-U student was the best choice there was. Not that I had many choices.

When I first entered Form 6, I was even more unsure of what stream to choose. Accounts, arts or Science? I seriously took this into consideration since this one tiny decision will affect me and my future. I spent one whole week debating with myself on this, weighing the pros and cons. I have entirely no basics in Accounting which to me seems like a really scary subject. Arts? That’s fine but I really can’t bear to be separated from my friends. Science? Here’s a secret, I cried when thinking about this, yes, don’t laugh, tears and all. Burdened by the fact that this little decision will affect my future and the other fact that I’ll probably be separated from my best friends. But in the end, I did not have the courage to venture into Science, I chose I safer route, Accounts. With no basics, it was a tough and risky choice.

6 Rendah 2, that’s the class I landed in. A friend once told me frankly that that class seemed to be the ‘bad’ class and perhaps the teachers won’t be good. I was really down at that time, agreeing and believing what she said. I have never been in any class besides the first class (Amanah, Science) and just thinking that cause I had no basics in Accounts I was ‘forced’ to go to the second Accounts class. But gradually I came to accept the fact.

Let me tell you, sitting in a classroom, full of new faces and trying to make friends is really hard. Believe me. the last time I tried was when I was in Form 1, so I was out of practice. Besides my former classmates, the rest of the class were from another school and we had nothing in common. It took quite some time to get used to each other and to remember names. But still, I made it, we made it.

My classmates are all nice people, some weird, but we got along quite well. And the teachers were great. In Form 6, the lines between a teacher and a student starts to blur, that’s when a student gets enough courage to ask and seek for guidance and even joke around with a teacher. We joke around during lessons, sometimes things might get a little overboard but still in the end this bond is as strong as ever.

Form 6, Lower or Upper is considered the last time where you’ll have to wear a lousy white & blue uniform, wear a tie, clip your hair properly, not allowed to grow bangs, banned from bringing a hand phone and all those other silly rules. But still, I kept up with everything, thinking that this will be the very last time I’ll be able to enjoy life of being a simple, carefree student. How many times have I said to myself that I really hate school, homework, exams and needing to wake up at 6 in the morning? But deep down, I know this hate is only temporary. I know I’ll one day look back, sigh and say how I miss those golden days.

I truly have learnt a lot during Form 6. I’ve learned that education can come in many ways and doesn’t just revolve around books and exams. I’ve learned many things on and off out textbooks, things that I’ve never known before when I was younger. I’ve learned to not exactly follw rules but to bend them to my will and to grasp that golden opportunity that won’t always present itself to you. I’ve learned that friends play an even bigger role than teachers. Besides copying homework from them (Opps), friends are the ones we turn to and will listen and accompany us all the way. My friends have been with me from the beginning to the end, minus a few squabbles. They’ve taught me so much and I feel indebted to them and how I feel towards them, words cannot express.

Form 6 isn’t just about STPM. It’s really about everything. We get the chance to apply things we have learned from our textbooks. We learn to lead the lower form students in co-curricular activities, organize meetings, R&D (which I think isn’t of much use), do proper planning, writing reports after every activity and also generating proper and mature ideas. We learn to be creative by decorating our classrooms and tables. Seriously, did you know that my class was decorated using just newspaper, cardboard and old sugar paper? And we wrap up our tables with newspaper too!

Form 6 or Pre-U is a time when we get to express ourselves and find our true potential, to clear up the fog ahead a bit and to set a goal. Form 6 is tough but people like us Form 6-sers are even tougher! I have come to accept that my memories here will last forever and that this has shaped and nurtured me even more!



Thank you PRA-U KA2, Pn Chandrika(the best class teacher, ever), G.A.s, and mum (for helping me make that decision)!!!








A side project of mine




Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I've only realized


I've only realized that

just seeing you smile is enough to make my heart race.

And hearing you laugh is enough to make me smile.

And listening to your jokes is enough to make my day.









Hey tell me,

is this really what I think it is?











Hey tell me,

am I really falling for you?








Am I?





Sunday, July 25, 2010

Death.



Death.

Is a part of life.
Is part of the circle.
Is the continuation of life.

Death is a horrifying prospect to a living being.

Not being able to breathe again.
Not being able to smile again.
Not being able to cry again.
Not being able to express oneself again in so many ways.

All those things
which a dead and cold body cannot do.
All those things
which a sick man yearn to do.
All those simple things
which a living person neglect to do.




So many deaths everyday.
Due to hunger,
due to old age,
due to sickness.
due to accidents.

So many deaths everyday.
So many souls leaving their family and friends
going back to God's embrace.

So many deaths everyday.
All I'm doing at least is praying that
non of those deaths happen to those that I love.

Human beings are greedy.
And so am I.
I just can't bear the pain of losing somebody dear to me.
Just the thought about it,
chills me to the bone.

Once a healthy, cheerful living person
now an empty void.
All that that's left is only but the memories of once upon a time.











So many deaths all of a sudden.
How many more do we not know about?


We never know what may happen next in life cause fate is cruel.




Friday, July 23, 2010

No specific name for this.




1.
When I'm closing my eyes,
I lose myself;
falling into the dark abyss.
I'm having a nightmare
but I know you're by my side.



2.
You taught us how to read.
You taught us how to write.
You taught us how to listen.
You taught us how to speak.
Thank you for teaching us the things you know.



3.
You guide us up,
step by step,
to excellency.



4.
The mountain I climb,
Is as high as sun can shine,
You just put me on the top pf the world.



5.
When the night gets cold;
and I'm shivering to death all alone,
you appear like my fairy godmother,
and help me through the night.



6.
When time gets rough and life gets tough;
when the obstacles in life make us miserable;
and when we can't adjust our own sails properly,
you'll guide us patiently through the Seven Seas.



7.
As long as I'm with you,
I'm content.
Cause all I'm after is your laughter.



8.
When I'm all alone in the darkness,
crying my guts out;
you're the spider in the corner keeping me company.




Those above were all made up by yours truly^^
Except for the 3rd and 4th one which I got from Jeremiah's lyrics.
They're for a tiny little book my friend and I are making.










Why did I ever doubt you?

Why did I have to think twice about what you said?

I should have known,

you are my entire universe,

and all I was after was just your laughter.

Nothing ever matters more than you.

Nothing can take my breathe away anymore.





So tell me,

What am I supposed to do without your smile?




Sparks.

They're staring daggers at each other.

They're trying to bite each other's head off.

They're burning with hate.




None of them are giving way,

Each one is as stubborn as the next.

That's their only similar trait.





And a tiny spark, just one tiny spark,

will erupt into a bloody conflict.





Sparks.






Friday, July 16, 2010

Trying. Tried.


I've tried putting the puzzles together.

I've tried rearranging our photos again.

I've tried recalling your sweet smile.

I've tried singing to your melody.



I've tried,

but nothing is the same again.




Cause we've moved on...






P/s: This is just an old creation...
No new ideas now.



Top of the world


Something’s over here bothering me,
And it’s kinda tough and makes no time for me,
ABC, 123, all I did, was just see,
And my brain was blank for I was fast asleep,
Lately I’ve been getting many C’s,
But the wonder of you led me up to B’s,
With much faith, and much trust,
In whom you, we believe,
You will guide us all up to excellency,
*I’m on the, top of the world looking,
Down on creations and the only explanation I can find,
It’s the mountain I climb,
Is as high as sun can shine,
You just put me on the top of the world.




Lyrics done by Jeremiah^^

it


Wednesday, March 24, 2010

perhaps.




Perhaps...


if life wasn't so harsh,


if life wasn't so cruel,



she would have had a chance.






P/s: *sigh* School sucks.


Saturday, March 20, 2010

Help?







Its like I'm bleeding to death!





Help!




Though I doubt you'll understand what I mean.






P/s: Yes, that's me in the photo. = =

Friday, March 19, 2010

A friend.



This post is written for a friend.
I hope she sees this.




That day on MSN
I knew what you were trying to say.
I just didn't want to admit it.

You said that we have reached to a point where words can't seem to form between us.
Where thoughts can no longer be exchanged.
You told me about our old photos.
That somehow we've forgotten how it used to be.
That now what's left are only old photos.
There's nothing left but only memories.


You told me our friendship seemed to be fated.
But now we've started walking different paths.
Nobody seems to be doing anything to save this relationship.
Nobody has the strength to do so.


You told me you have found better friends than me.
And I have too.


But truth to be told.
I don't quite agree with you.
I haven't found better friends than you.

Did you know that
Among so many friends
you and I have the most in common.
Really.

Can you remember the times we used to write short stories
and how I liked to correct your grammar mistakes?
And you'll get pissed off?

Can you remember the times I used to force you to read those fiction stories.
And then I'll scold you and warn you to treat my books gently?
And you'll get pissed off too?

Can you remember the times when we used to exchange music scores?
And we'll both try to show off?

Can you remember what we used to do during Physics tuition?
We liked to talk and draw whenever the teacher was teaching.
Hah!

Can you remember the times when I used to tease you about your teeth
and you'll snap at me and say that I'm fat?
I used to hate those moments.
But now,
how I'll want to experience that simple joy again.


We shared so many things together.
And had so much in common.


Did you know that I've always envied you?
I've always envied your smallish neat handwriting.
And your neat way of staking books in front of you.
I loved to read your stories and watch you draw
and then tease you about the flaws.
In fact,
I've always been secretly happy that you like to imitate me.


Even though I never did want to admit it but I thought you were beautiful.
Really.
But I was afraid that will only make you too proud and full of yourself.




The truth is.
We were both too proud to admit all those things to each other.
I bet you feel so too.


When we were together.
I didn't need to search for the right words to say.
They just came naturally.
And we understood each other perfectly, minus the squabbles.
But now,
its not the same with other friends.
I have to be careful with what I say.
I have to make sure I don't say anything stupid.
But with you everything was so natural.



I hope you know how sorry I am.
I hope you know how difficult it is to even type what I think.
I hope you know that I'll always cherish the memories we had.
And I hope you know
I'll always be there for you even though I won't admit it.





Thanks for being my friend.






P/s: Does this post make me sound like a lesbian? = =+









Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Random~



Dear HOMEWORK,




I'm sorry to say,



You're not attractive so I'm not doing you!







Blek~






P/s: I found that sentence funny and so I'm posting it here.
Quoted from somebody.





Sunday, February 21, 2010

Self inspired



I'm tired of your voice.

I can't stand it anymore.

So.


I'm turning the volume to the max.

Trying to drown out your voice.

Trying to drown myself in music.

I'm humming the melody.

And tapping to the rhythm.

Ignoring the ache in my ears.

As long as I can't hear a single word you say.








Inspired by myself.

I was getting scolded by my mum.

And I put on my earphones and closed my eyes.


Ha!




Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Riddle











In the kingdom of the blind;




The one eyed man is King.













This is a riddle.



But I dunno the answer.




Someone tell me?








I'm dying to know.







Friday, January 29, 2010

the world is too small



The world is a small small place.



I wish it were bigger.


So I wouldn't meet people I know.


I want to stand on a street.


Walk down an alley all by myself.


Not recognized by anyone.


I just want to listen to my own footsteps and my own thoughts.



I don't want to see another set of familiar eyes staring at me.



Please, enlarge the world.







What made me write this?
Cause I met a ex-schoolmate of mine.









You have to do your best and run faster so you can catch up with me.







A sentence that made my heart ache.
Cause it wasn't meant for me.






Sometimes things are never meant to be.
Just keep striving Ning^^










Thursday, January 28, 2010

Secrets





Secrets.


Something secretive.


I've been told so many secrets in just a week.



i can't keep up with them.



I'm really afraid I just might leak.



please don't tell me anymore secrets.




It feels horrible.



I don't want to be the one responsible.







P/s: Sorry, I didn't mean to blab.







Two good friends.


And a misunderstanding in between.




They're not talking to each other.





Just because of that stupid misunderstanding.




Oh come on, just apologize.



We feel weird being stuck in the middle.
AGAIN.



= =






Right and wrong are not what separates us and our enemies, it's our different standpoints, our perspectives that make us drift apart...




P/s: I didn't mean to blab. Sorry.




Tuesday, January 26, 2010

What happened in the end?





Hey.

What happened in the end?




After their argument?

What did mama bear do to papa bear?



What happened in the end?






Get it?






XD







P/s: I'm being very wu liao... Haha




Sunday, January 24, 2010

Thoughts 2



She was in love.



And now she's heartbroken...









Tears are flowing.



What are we supposed to do?







P/s: this is so not about me, k?




Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Alone.





I glanced to my right.


And saw them sitting in a group.



Smiling, chatting, sharing secrets.



I look down I see the notes of a lonely girl.


All alone.

With no true friends.




No one will accept her for who she is.


No one not even herself.









I'm dancing with my hands


and you're laughing with your eyes.




It's a crazy world,




But I don't care.



I couldn't care less.









There's a cat in the midst.



Pawing its way through.



Copying my every move.



Unseen. Unheard.






I'm upset and pissed...



Thursday, January 14, 2010

Thoughts






The wind has blown away the sand,

I'm left with an empty hourglass.









So tell me, will time stand?










Teach me to smile, she said.

And I'll teach you how to cry.



Teach me to sleep, she said.

And I'll tell you how to wake.



Teach me to dream, she said.

And I'll teach you how to spread your wings and soar.



Teach me to dance, she said.

And I'll teach you how to sing.



Teach me to yell, she said.

And I'll teach you how to whisper.






Teach me the things you know;

And I'll repay you with everything you seek.







In the end, he taught her how to love.








The higher you aim,

The higher you will fall from;

A risk so many have taken,

and never regretted.













But I have.











A sparrow perched on my window sill.


And smiled at me.



:)







A message to myself^^

Cheer up, Ning~


Lotsa homework doesn't mean its the end of the world.





Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Falling.






I dreamt that I had wings.

I dreamt that I could soar and touch the sky.




But my wings,

they shattered and blew away.

Feather by feather.






And I was left falling.









Somebody catch me from bellow?








XDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXD






P/s: I wrote this whilst having Accounts tuition.
XD. Blek~













My dream has shattered.

Piercing sharp like glass.





But, I feel no pain.





Thursday, January 7, 2010

Stuck in the MIDDLE



I'm stuck in the middle.



In the middle of a rail road.
With two steaming trains approaching from both ends.
Help?


In Kinokuniya.
With Percy Jackson in one hand,
and Harry Potter in the other.
Help?


On a cross road.
With cars honning from behind.
Help?



I do have to choose one.
Must.
And sacrifice the other.



Can't I keep them both?
No.
Can't I befriend both?
No.
They're two different magnetic poles.
So no.




Hurt feelings.
Whilst stuck in the middle.




================❤❤❤================





If you can guess what I'm saying,



Then my friend,

I'll tell you,



'You're a genius of the heart.'



^^








I wish I was living in a fairy tale.





Like Snow White and her 7 dwarfs

but

Without the poison apple.




Like Sleeping Beauty, Aurora and her loving parents

but

Without the spindle.




Like Alice and her white rabbit

but

Without the Cheshire Cat.




Like Belle and her prince

but

Without the enchantment of a Rose.




Like Jasmine, Alladin and Genie

but

Without the shadow of a Sorcerer.




Like Cinderella and her glass slippers

but

Without her stepmother and stepsisters.




Like Ariel and her pretty songs

but

Without the curse of Ursula.






Princess in a dream.

I've dreamed it so many times.

And deep down I know,

Dreams were meant for sleeping.





And I know.

Without the curses, enchantments, spells and evil.

A fairy tale wouldn't be a fairy tale.

Like a half told story.




Its just a dream like any other.
A fairy tale like any other.






================❤❤❤================




I had this sudden urge to write something,
While I was bathing.


Strange.


Weird.





So I'm posting something in Rhymes of Life.
The first ever post in 2010^^

My writer's block seems to have disintegrated, dissolved.

So yes.

I'm back.



Hurray!
:D