i saw a spaceship fly by your window,
did you see it disappear?
"There's this part of Judaism that I like. Tikun Olam. It
said that the world is broken into pieces and everyone has
to find them and put them back together.
Maybe we don't have to find it. Maybe we are the pieces."
she believes in 11:11 ▪ behind
the lens ▪ imagines living for
today ▪ with a ‘curiouser and
curiouser’mind ▪ adores hugs ▪
bright colours ▪ married music
▪ optimistic to a fault ▪ elvis
never left the building ▪ neither had she ▪ just
let me fall ▪ free spirit!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
YOU'RE A ZERO
And you look like a dove, something sent from above, Always in and out of love, you try to run but you slip.
My darlings have grown to be so beautiful.
Haven't written in awhile, so I'll try to express a few words over here. There was a white flag which was about to be raised, but I eventually splattered it neon. Please fill in the blank: last __. I missed 'The Last Trip' due to my french aural paper being allocated on a lovely Sunday morning. Wasn't that perfect huh? Very glad that they had the time of their lives though. (Or I most certainly hope so?) These event-planning things are so darn not my forte, but I enjoy doing them anyway. Like almost every other thing I do, just trying to learn from the slip-ups and cover them up.
Well, its like smudging the line. You can draw another line, but it doesn't quite erase the little clues of the smudge here and there. So, we can't erase mistakes, yet we surely can correct them. I believe in you.
I feel like I'm currently on a crossroad. More specifically, there's a traffic light stop. The red light was turning green, but somehow or rather, I was stuck at yellow. Just stuck at yellow. Needless to say, let's take the traffic lights along any road on Penang for example, you know how incredibly fast they switch from colour to colour right? Need not mention yellow. Even so, I was able to be stuck at yellow. For quite awhile.
But enough about that. Its green now and that basically means one thing: Go, with the wind in your hair. Hasta la vista.
Now you got a bloody lip, you just can't get a grip You won't let me in.
Someone told me that Lindsay Lohan once had pretty eyes, thus she had no idea why Lindsay would've done anything to those gorgeous orbs.
While I do note that it is absolutely unnecessary to fit everybody else's definition of pretty and how to be and whatnot, I stiffly replied. "People change. We mightn't understand, but there are times when we just choose to accept it anyway." Later, I replied a completely different person. "Sometimes, people don't change. They just get better at hiding." Albeit I am obviously contradicting myself.. they are both the ugly truth.
Make him suffer. "SUFFER!" I couldn't resist the urge to add that.
That is all. I miss yoouuuu!
If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied, Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs. If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, Then I'll follow you into the dark.
Posted by: MAE! Time: 5:07 AM
Thursday, October 22, 2009
FOREVER AND ALMOST ALWAYS
No one laughs at God in a hospital, No one laughs at God in a war, No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor. No one laughs at God when their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake, No one's laughing at God when they see the one they love hand in hand, With someone else and they hope that they're mistaken.
(I minimize the words and make you squint your eyes, because I only babbled a bagazillion much because I likened to think that it helped with essay writing. Afterglow? It helped a little too much. Blegh. Go put the effort and copy + paste it if you really want to, you c:)
I type this as I am meant to be studying for Pendidikan Moral tomorrow. Noted, that subject should not be made compulsory for the SPM exam when they have limited us to only being allowed to take 10 subjects. Whilst the reduce would disable the girls to take a crazy amount of subjects like 17 or so, now we know you're smart, but seriously? For instance, taking a General Science paper when you already have Chemistry, Biology and Physics. College authorities won't consider much of your other 'achievement'. On the other hand, making use of (utilizing) the example of my school's science stream which already offers a package consisting of 9 subjects, students of this stream would only be allowed to take an additional 1. Thus, being denied (deprived of) much of the ability to strip off some compulsory subjects, students would have to prioritize the noted subjects compared to other subjects that might hold their interests.
Anyways.
After handing in our History papers to Miss Indra, and I shan't go on about how I messed things up 'a little' with 'a little' being more of a consolation rather than the truth. Choy. Amidst mentally kicking myself or planning how-to-fry-and-perfectly-rid-of-my-brain in my head, Miss Indra smiled and asked whether I've seen the school magazine. I've to admit that I was pretty excited with it coming out today. Couldn't wait is pretty much still considered a huge understatement. Should I be embarassed about my enthusiasm? Hahaha. Paraphrasing what Carmen said later on, “Mae Yune practically married those ads.” Or well, I know you can't exactly marry your babies but they practically were <3
It was not too long before Hui came up to tell me that Pn. Kala wanted to see us. Side note, it only hits me now while I read the lines of what Andria answered when I asked “Where did Hui go?”. I'll save you all the discussing and whatnot, thus skip right ahead to when Pn. Kala took her copy of the magazine out and showed it to us. OMG IT WAS SO PRETTEEH. LIKE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING THAT I'VE EVER SEEN WHICH MADE ME SO HAPPEEEH <3>
Its been a long walk. Its not just being a part of the Editorial Board this year, but rather, how it marks the significant memories of the year. At this hour, it begins to make me reflect about the many things that happened. I still vividly remember the first day of school like it was only yesterday. Or heck, an hour ago. After getting off the high-priced call with Chandini while travelling in Bali, I recall thinking “Hey, since everyone got 7A's, what if we all do not make it to the first class?” Now I realized that this isn't the first time that my intuition has substiantated (been verified, validated) to be correct. Reality-wise.
I have already been assigned to be the Sister Prefect of 4 Science 2 the year before, so shortly after receiving the news, my prefect responsibilities brought myself together to inform Esther. I could not possibly be taking care of what was to be my own class, yeah? By our first morning drill of the year, the final straw came to tumble my lil fragile self when either Amelia or Chia Yuen asked the same question that I've only answered so many times in the brief period of time. Next thing I know, I slipped a tear before another, and then a sequence that proves to occur time and time again throughout the months in school- I held my palm to my face, which served as no use as the flood came flowing down. Entering 5 Science 2, which I ended up to continue taking care of even after I got transferred to 4 Science 1, my blotchy face was evidently a dead giveaway. “Science 2 ain't too bad, you know,” Yan-Y said, with Pn. Rashida walking past the hallway soon after that. Pn. Shidaaa! The look on Pn. Rashida's face was priceless- when I practically broke down again, because something she said just triggered me all over again. Not good. Blegh honestly, the idea of being 4 Science 2 wasn't bad at all. I really didn't mind. It was more of the thought that I failed and disappointed, which became a key point which contributed to most of the tears I shed throughout the year.
I'll let the pictures do more of the blogging.
I don't think I'll ever get sick of photos from Chinese New Year. Look forward to this celebration every year with no cousins living in Penang and all hailing from different places in the world and all that! Btw, CNY is on V-day next year.
The old folk's home visit was an enthralling experience. My first.. and also my last, as of now. Certainly must do one of these! Bummed that I had to give the last visit to the orphanage with the other rangers a miss :c I think my chattiness about the rut of the elderly probably annoyed the lady. Ooh, and it was pretty amusing because this nurse asked whether I could be the freelance wedding photographer for her niece's wedding in December. Figured she was kidding.. but then she seemed rather serious and Pn. Loke & I had to politely decline the offer. Measly attempt.
Chandini's adorable bbq! With all the raving about how lovely it'd be turning sweet sixteen.. or as Shaz says, "Salty." I think this was one of the few that we actually celebrated?
A hangout with the trainees after they graduated. Since then, Miss Tan has conducted tutoring lessons and Mr. Hoo came back to teach the lower forms in our school.. and left. Miss Koy and her YE team emerged as champions. Miss Wong is in.. Sarawak? Yep, I am in awe about how the way people and the progressions in life works :p
Asmat.
FAILS. Jkidding d;
I wouldn't say that I have the best sense of direction, so this was pretty notable. TONS of help from the other team members of course. Heaps of fun.
"I'm going AB today :D" HAHAHA, fail. Btw, so I am figuring that we only have one experiment to study for chemistry right? I surely hope so. Once all these subjects are over, we can go to AB as many times as we want. I will personally drag everybody there. And movie hangouts. Getting hair done. Fish spa. Big fish. Shopping sprees. I cannot wait already! Ho-hum, back to intensive nerding.
It has been a year.
P/S:
At first, I figured that 5 Science 1 cooperated so much better. Then I realized the two girls in the front seemed to be.. tracing each other's hand.
God can be funny, When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way. And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini, Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus, God can be so hilarious. -- "LAUGHING WITH" BY REGINA SPEKTOR
Hello there, mirror which shouldn't bother about how fair I am (Nor should you); Hello once upon a time, I suppose I misplaced my happily ever after somewhere. And I am beginning to doubt that I'll ever find it again. Those moments that you cannot take back are almost too familiar. Everything just seemed so right. Too right, as if I was just waiting for everything to fall apart. Have I mentioned how much I despise waiting?
Almost as much as I despise falling sick. Among my lack of understanding about myself, I do know that I like control. I like self-control. I like being in control of myself. Of the things that happen to me. So, the things about waiting and falling sick are the simple fact that.. I do not have that control. Absolutely beyond me.
Apparently, it sucks that the control I once had over myself seems to be gradually creeping away. Kind of feels as if I am just waiting to completely lose it. Choy, otherwise- I do prefer to avoid being so passive. Believe me, I do. The little blob in my head is screaming that I am enough of a fighter to make it through. Yet, there's an ascending whisper going- What if I don't? Maybe I've lost a bit of my self-control, but there's still a substantial amount of self-assurance. I've been fine long enough to know that I can continue being fine for an even longer time.Whatever it is.
So. The little blob, which is now being a fickle, has been walking up and down the stairs. Turning on and off the lights. Taking out and putting the retainers back on. Opening and shutting the fridge. Starting and pausing. I'd stop here. You can't restart, but this resume sure feels like it. Thus, I continue with the marathon. Fun fun fun.
Hence eventually, you start believing in your own lies.
P/S: ROCK FINALS OUT.
All along, not so strong without these open arms, Hold on tight.
Posted by: MAE! Time: 8:51 AM
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
HURRY UP AND WAIT
-- "I CAN'T FIX US TWO" BY KATIE COSTELLO Left you by the phone at half past three, Now it's quarter to, you're not to be seen. Last I saw your face was ten hours gone, And suddenly you're sorry, it's my fault for giving in. You will never love the way you know, You will never love the way you show.
At this time next week, the first day of finals shall be over. Oh yes, finals- almost over.
Who am I kidding. Okay, geez. So what's the deal with me doing here? Amidst doing Chapter Six of History .. Get this, I benefited more today- not a lot, but more than hari raya week and the past couple of days. Ain't that just pretty sad. Plus, when I say Hari Raya Week- I do literally mean the whole entire week.
Off the point. I guess it was one of those moments when I remembered the why in making bad decisions. The ones that pretty much screamed wrong from the start, and yet your stubborn self still decided to go through with it. Torturously. And more times than ever, you seem to just do them over and over again. Now we know the point of mistakes are to not make them again, but there seems to be all sorts of mistakes to exist- just waiting for you to commit. Sometimes. Well believe it or not, its better for to be wrong than to never be anything at all. Like how its better to be late than never.
I'll save the elaborates. -stares at books- Its back to you.
Left you by my heart now it's ruined red, I should have said how mad I really was. Told you how I felt but now it's dark, Now go to sleep upset, didn't tell you what I meant. You will never love the way you know, You will never love the way you show.
Posted by: MAE! Time: 5:45 AM
Sunday, September 13, 2009
SOMEDAY I MIGHT KNOW MY HEART
Baby I’ve got plans tonight, you don’t know nothin’ about, I’ve been sitting around way too long, trying to figure you out. But you say that you’ll call and you don’t, and I’m spinning my wheels So I’m going out tonight in my red high heels.
As aforementioned over at Facebook (it has became a drug), I cannot believe I am listening to Taylor Swift. So instead of letting the moment settle in, here goes.
"You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, don't wanna hurt anymore.
And you can say that you're sorry, but I don't believe you baby like I did before."
You're not sorry.
I guess I can't exactly point a finger at anything. Afterall, there's still another four pointing at myself. (Onto switching the topic.) Taylor Swift? Has likeability. It has taken me forever to warm up and I am sorry but I will continue to diss songs like "Love Story" and "You Belong With Me", but some of her songs? Are actually really good.
I also can't believe that someone actually compared me to Taylor Swift once. (Say what right?) Let's be serious over here - that's crazy talk.
1. I suppose she is actually pretty. (Or she seems to be, in the inside I mean.) 2. Hey, that is what counts. Like, dude I am the bitch that you love. 3. She can write songs. 4. She plays both the electric and acoustic guitar and probably more. -looks at lonely, unfixed guitar in the corner- 5. She is a musical natural. (Even with the persistence of going record company after another, c'mon.) 6. Would I date a Jonas Brother? 7. Would I write a song about Jonas Brother? 8. Would I write a good song about a Jonas Brother?
Anyway, I still prefer "Picture to Burn" if I had to pick one. It reminds me of "The More Boys I Meet" by Carrie Underwood.. then there's "Best Days of Your Life" by Kellie Pickler. Not forgetting to mention "Red High Heels". Bet you didn't know that I used to like country? Well, I did. I suppose that is where my strong sense of feminism came from.
Heh.
Then there's "Stupid Boy" by Keith Urban.
Oh you can watch me walk if you want to, want to, I’ll bet you want me back now don’t you, don’t you? I’m about to show you just how missin’ me feels, In my red high heels. -- "RED HIGH HEELS" KELLIE PICKLER
Posted by: MAE! Time: 1:01 AM
Friday, September 11, 2009
CAT AND MOUSE
-- ALANIS MORRISETTE "HEAD OVER FEET" You stated your case time and again, I thought about it. You treat me like I'm a princess, I'm not used to liking that; You ask how my day was.
Would you rather be some sex scandal or not make your headline in life?
You've already won me over in spite of me, Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet. And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are, I couldn't help it; It's all your fault.
Posted by: MAE! Time: 4:43 PM
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